title: Nate's Tiny Collection aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [Maxichan] id: [48810532, 48937507] date: 星期四, 八月 25日 2022, 12:50:27 凌晨 modified: 星期日, 九月 11日 2022, 9:37:59 上午

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Nate's Tiny Collection

Author: Maxichan Source: Nate's Tiny Collection, Nate's Tiny Collection 2

Part 1

What is living? That is a question I ask myself on a daily basis. Every morning I awake in pain. Curled up with a dirty, crusty piece of fabric. My clothes were torn and my body battered. The only comfort is my fluffy tail to curl with.

Thud Thud Thud

That rhythmic thumping sent a wave of terror down my spine. The room shakes with each step. Is this living? Being at the mercy of somebody superior to you. My heart is pumping and my lungs are breathing yet I feel like nothing more than a toy.

My story is one few will experience. You may judge and place the blame on me; yet if I didn’t take the fall then somebody else would. It all started with a man named Nathan. Nate was a tall, beefy skunk. He was captain of the college rugby team and was an absolute tank. He was an absolute monster that dominated the field and loved to be on top. He wasn’t the most hygienic of folks, but he was one to lust over from his body alone.

I had always had a crush on him but I never stood a chance. During the first year we didn’t do much but smile while passing on campus. Even though he was one of the top players, he was never conceited and treated all with respect. That goofy smile and bright personality easily swooning all in his path. Before the break I overheard what classes he intended to take. I wanted to see more of him and decided to sign up for similar ones. I tried to not be a creep and mimic all his courses, but we matched for about half.

The second year started great. I hadn’t realized how perfect matching the morning class was. The rugby team always had early weightlifting and sometimes he wouldn’t have time to shower before french. His massive form was glistening in sweat as he took his seat. A faint odor of musk wafted off his beefy body. A sweet scent that sent my heart racing. I could help but stare. That hair sticking to his forehead, that sweat stained shirt, and those massive feet of his. Fuck he looked so good.

The first time this happened, he must have seen me drooling. We briefly made eye contact and he shot me a wink. It wasn’t a flirty one, just one that showed he caught me. I quickly broke contact and pulled out my books. I thought nothing of it until a few weeks into the semester. It was an average day but Nate dropped into class drenched in sweat. His thick fur matted to his body and his clothing darkened with the salty liquid. As he entered he turned to the teacher.

“Sorry mam, we didn’t have a good game last night and coach really took it out on us” he said

His odor was rancid, even the teacher coughed a bit. The entire room filled with his musk. Being the cordial guy he was, he apologized to those he passed. His hands leaving grimey streaks on whatever he touched. As he sat behind my desk that odor only increased. My eyes watered a bit as his post-gym scent slowly displaced the clean air. However, I tried to block it out as best as I could while the teacher taught. It was then the fire alarm went off. Immediately and like clockwork everyone started to leave toward the exits. The upper floors where the labs and this wasn’t an uncommon occurrence when an experiment went wrong.

One by one everyone filed out, chatting amongst themselves while the alarm blared. As I began to leave I felt a large, warm hand grab my shoulder. I flinched a bit at the contact and stopped in my place. Feeling his breath on my neck I heard Nate say.

“Not so fast little guy, we need to chat”

I gulped down, did I do something wrong? Did he catch me lusting after him? Shit shit shit. While holding my shoulder he slowly led me to the bathroom. The door shut behind us, deafening the alarm sounds. We stood staring at each other for a bit, his gorgeous eyes drinking in my every feature. Trying to break the silence I spoke

“So, uhh what did you want to talk about”

“Shh, just thinking of what to do with you” He said with a bit of a smirk. His tail is partially curling around my leg.

“Wait wha”

I couldn’t even speak before his hand covered my mouth. My eyes went wide as he leaned into my ear.

“Lesson one, you listen to what I say or you get punished. This is your first and only warning” Nate whispered. His hot breath tickling my ears.

His tone sent a chill down my spine. After a bit he let go of my mouth. I started to tremble. He was going to kick my ass and nothing could be done. Then the strangest thing happened. He started to take off his shoes. I could see the steamy sweat evaporating from the well-worn sneaker. That heavy musk slowly filling the room. I choked a bit on the heady scent as it assaulted my nose.

“Don’t think you got away ogling these bad boys” Nate said as he pointed at his grimy, socked paw. The once white cotton stained brown from overuse. The fabric almost see through in some parts as the cotton disintegrated from the intensity of the skunk’s paw.

“I figured since you loved them so much I let you experience them first hand.” Nate said with a sadistic grin. He wiggled his toes sending bits of lint falling below. I couldn’t think straight, he had such amazing feet but that rancid scent was nauseating.

“I...uhh...Na.” I couldn’t even speak, just muttered in confusion.

“Here let me help you with that,” Nate said as he pushed me into a sitting position against the wall.

He wasn’t gentle and the smack caused me to see stars. Before I realized what was happening that massive paw slammed into my face. His streamy socks engulfed my entire head. The grimy sweat rubbing against my face. I could feel him adjusting his foot so my nose was right between his big and second toe.

“Breath deep you bitch” He said with a rasping voice.

I couldn’t help it and took one breath. That spicy scent sent my nose aflame. The extreme stench burned as it went seared my olfactory nerves. I choked and gagged as the overbearing smell flooded my nose. I tried to squirm free, yet his rancid foot held me in place. My stomach lurching in response to his foot odor. Each breath was more laborious than the last, I started to dry heave a bit.

“Aww can’t handle the scent of a real man?” He snickered. He was enjoying this.

My open mouth sampled his sweat-soaked paw. That vile, salty taste flooding my mouth. I started to tear up as that poisonous flavor took over. How could I have been attracted to something so vile? I swallowed back down some of my vomit as my vision started to fade. I could breath but all clean air was tainted with Nate’s stench. I screamed into his foot and tried to move it with my hands but he just smacked them away.

“I warned you once, you worthless ant. I was going to let you off easy but that just sealed your fate” He said in an angry tone.

With that he removed his foot from my face. I took in a deep breath of somewhat fresh air. That layer of grime coating my skin still tainting what should have been clean. Before I could react he slammed me onto my back and sat on my chest. His heavy weight compresses my lungs forcing me to take shallow breaths. His sweaty ass drenching my own clothes as he shifted on top of me. He placed both of his feet next to my face. I could feel his ankles pressing into my cheeks holding my head forward. The radiating off of them causes my own cheeks to sweat. While not as bad as direct exposure, that jock-foot still assaulted my sense of smell.

“Open your mouth.” He said as he stared at me.

“Nate what the hell is…” he punched my stomach. I yelped in pain.

“That wasn’t a question, open your fucking mouth” He yelled.

Not wanting to get hurt I listened and slowly parted my lips. It was then Nate made a horrid noise. A hacking and gagging sound left his mouth as he started to form a loogie. My eyes went wide as I realized what he was about to do. He leaned down and with a grin slowly opened his mouth. I tried to close my jaw but he quickly grabbed it with his hand and squeezed. It was locked in place. I started to squirm as best as I could but his heavy weight was too much. I was trapped as that snotty spit slowly lowered towards my face. It was as if time slowed, my focus on that glistening string that inched ever closer. The agonizing moments sent my mind aflame. How bad would this be? It was then it touched my tongue. The taste was indescribable but that slimy texture was the worst. The saliva strand snapped and the rest fell into my gaping mouth. Instantly I started gagging like crazy. My body couldn’t take it.

Nate was laughing like mad at my reaction. As I started to vomit he held my mouth shut forcing me to swallow it back down. How could he do this, he was so nice? It was then he said

“Oh boy you are going to be a fun little toy” Before he sucker punched my temple. In one hit I blacked out.

When I awakened it was a cascade of water. The cold deluge soaks my clothes before stopping. As I rubbed my eyes my vision slowly returned. It was then my nightmares turned real. As I looked up I saw Nate’s massive head fill my vision. That goofy yet sadistic smile splattered across his face. Looking down I noticed I was standing in his hand. Somehow, someway this star rugby player had shrunk me down.

“Glad you are awake, we got a long day ahead of us” Nate said.

I let off an audible gulp. This was the end.

“NATE WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO” I screamed up at his piercing gaze.

“What the fuck does it look like I did you dumbass?” He said while squeezing my frail form.

“Stop….It….hurts” I manage to let out after some force.

The intense squeeze hurt my insides. I can feel my face go red as he doesn’t relent. Soon my vision begins to fade again, the darkness encroaching once again. However this time he lets go. My body goes numb as I take deep breaths of air. Panting heavily as the adrenaline fades. He didn’t even do more than squeeze and I was done for. After a few seconds I look back and ask

“How?”

“Simple, I got this strange skill when I hit puberty. I can use my intense musk to shrink those. It is only temporary though, I need constant exposure to keep me small. The more you breathe, the faster it goes.” He said with all seriousness

I just listened, there was the key I just had to hide and escape him for enough time. He had to let his guard down at some point. As my ideas formed I was blindsided with him flicking my forward. The impact sent a rush of blood up my nose and made me see stars.

“I know what you are thinking dumbass and you ain't escaping me. In fact out of the hundreds I have shrunken only two got away. I like it when they try though, that hope that one day you could grow back always in the back of your mind. I’ll show you what I do those that try, that is usually enough deterrent” He said as I felt my nose drip with blood.

It was at that point I snapped. I don’t know what came over me but my thoughts were muddied from this whole scenario.

“Fuck you” I mumbled

“What did you say, you worthless piece of garbage?” Nate said back to me his eyes filled with hate.

“I said FUCK YOU” I yelled at him. My body is filled with utter hatred for this skunk.

We stared at each other for a few moments. Soon his look of anger shifted with a smile.

“Ohh, I can’t wait to break you. The feisty ones are always the best” He said before reaching into his pants. He looked like he was groping himself but soon pulled his hand out. In it was another tiny. The bunny was slick with Nate’s sweat, he looked delirious from being in the confines of the giant’s underwear for so long.

“This little one was like you. He tried to fight but now he is nothing more than a mindless bug. If you want to live then submit like the worthless runt you are.” He said before placing us both on the sink. I could smell that old piss, sweat, and dry cum wafting off the bunny. How long had he been in there? However even with the freedom he just sat on his knees patiently looking at Nate.

“What this” Nate said as he bent over and removed his sock.

He awkwardly balanced and placed his foot onto the sink. How was he so aloof and sadistic at the same time? The horrid cheesy odor assaulted my nose once again. I had to use my shirt to try and filter the smell. It was then my true size sunk in. With his sweaty sole so close I realized how tiny I was. That monolith of flesh was easily 4times my size. The sweat droplets are larger than my hands, the heat emanating off causing me to sweat a bit. Even from this distance it looked like a mid-sized building I could live in. My mind was afire staring out at it. How did I think this was so sexy? I could only think of all the things destroyed under those soles. Tin cans, bugs, cardboard, and much more. How strong was a titan’s body compared to those things? It was then I saw his finger swipe through his toes. He was picking out pieces of lint and more. That joe-jam mixed with leftover fibers as he formed a small ball on his finger.

As he pulled his hand out he lowered his foot back on the floor. The grimey ball of filth stretched a bit and made a horrible squishy noise as he played with it. With a grin he lowered his finger in front of the unnamed tiny.

“Eat” he said as he presented the toe-jam soaked lint ball.

I watched in disgust as the tiny slowly walked forward. He was trembling as he approached the finger. I heard him muttering

“”Please sir, I was good, don't make me” it was under his breath. Nate either didn’t hear or didn’t care. He just looked on in excitement. I could see his bulge growing as he observed the groveling bunny.

Soon the tiny reached out to touch the ball of filth. I could see his face turning green as he neared it. I couldn’t imagine what that would smell like at our size. His hand sunk into the mass as he tried to scoop out a handful. Yet the sticky substance was too strong, he hand caught it the vile substance. Panic set in and he tried to pull it out only to get his other one stuck. I saw him dry heaving as he tried to free himself. That filth destroyed the tiny man from proximity alone. A booming laugh broke the silence.

“Damn you are weak. I was only gonna have you eat one bite but looks like you need to eat your way out now. Hurry up the alarm just ended and I need to get back to class” Nate said as he wiped his finger on the sink edge. The stuck man fell onto his stomach and glued to the porcelain.

“I’m gonna take a whiz real quick, better get free by then.” He said as he turned and walked into the stall.

Through the open door I saw him toss something into the toilet first. I only hoped it wasn’t another tiny. Once I heard him start to piss, I rushed over to the tiny. I had to help him. I slipped as I ran across the porcelain surface. This size had me experience the world differently and I had to be careful. If I fell into the sink I am not sure Nate would get me out. The closer I got the more intense the odor got. My eyes watered from the ball of lint. I saw the man crying, his will broken from this challenge. What had Nate done to this bunny?

As I approached I heard Nate whistling away not even caring what he was putting us through. I grabbed the bun’s arms and tried to pull him free. The stickiness is too strong for both of us. My mind raced with ideas then I saw it. A few feet away as a droplet of water. I rushed over and soaked my shirt in the fluid. I heard Nate’s stream start to slow. I wasn’t sure I would make it. Quickly I went back over and wrung the water onto the lint-ball. Gagging a bit as the smell assaulted me. It worked, the extra water loosened it enough for the bunny to free himself.

“Thank you so much, I don’t know what would have happened if you didn’t help” He said as tears streaked down his face.

“Shh it's ok, we will get through this. The name is Max” I said, trying to comfort him. It was hard to touch his slimy fur as it was still coating with Nate’s ball sweat but I did what I could.

“My name is Evan” He said through his sniffling. He was starting to come back to reality

Nate made his way back over and saw me shirtless hugging my fellow tiny. A look of rage slowly crept on his face.

“Did you help him?” He asked with a very serious tone.

“Uhh yes, I...I thought it would be ok” I said. Instantly I felt Evan shaking. His body was overcome with utter fear.

“This was HIS task. Not. Yours. Sad, I liked this one” Nate said as he snatched up Evan.

“Please, No. Sir: Please I was good. I didn’t ask for it, he just did it. Sir please” Evan was screaming.

“Sorry little guy, you should have told him to fuck off. You know how much I hate cheaters. You were a good one so I’ll make it quick and painless. Ya earned that at least” Nate said as he placed Evan gently on the floor. Slowly he lifted his foot above the groveling bunny. It then dawned on me what was happening. I had to do something. I couldn’t be the reason why this he was getting executed.

“Nate, I mean uhh Sir please spare him. It was my fault. I’ll do anything just please spare Evan” I said.

Nate’s head snapped to me. Still balancing on one foot. A smile crept across his face.

“Sir, wow you learn quick” He said to me.

“Yes, Sir now please spare him. I’ll do anything you ask. It was my fault he cheated. I should be punished instead” I yelled. I couldn’t have blood on my hands like this.

“Hmm, that is something you might regret. Are you sure you are willing to do anything?” Nate asked again as he stroked his chin. I could tell he was thinking about what he would do with me.

I gulped a bit and said “Yes...anything”.

After a few seconds he said.

“Naww'' and slammed his foot down. The room shook and I screamed bloody murder. It happened in slow motion. The adrenaline amplified my sense of time as I watched his massive sole smash Evan. An audible crack and pop was heard and blood exploded out from under his foot. I fell to my knees in shock. Quaking in pure terror at what I just witnessed. To add to the horror he swiveled his foot like he was snuffing a cigarette.

“I want you to learn this. I am your ruler, there are no deals; only laws. If I say it you do it. If not, you are nothing but an insignificant worthless bug and I hate bugs.” He said. The crunched and grinding of bones caused my stomach to lurch in disgust.

Soon he stopped and put back on his socks and shoes. The once bun was reduced to nothing more than a stain.

“I got to get back to class. Since this is your first day you get it a bit easy.” he said as he dropped my shocked body into his backpack pocket.

“You stay silent, if I hear one peep you will suffer a much worse fate than that bug” he said as he left the bathroom.

He didn’t need to worry, my mind was shattered from my predicament, it would take a few hours just to digest what happened. As I sat I heard him talk to my once classmates. He joked and chatted with them like any popular kid would. Little would they know how sadistic this man was.

The remainder of the day was uneventful. There is nothing to do in an old backpack. However I heard that final bell and felt Nate leave. After saying bye to his friends I heard him head towards his house. Each step was like a rollercoaster. That backpack bouncing up and down slamming my body against the fabric. While it didn’t hurt much it wasn’t pleasant. I then felt gravity turn on itself as he unstrapped and tossed it onto the floor of his car. After a brief moment the door opened and turned on the vehicle. As if on cue he left off a massive burp.

“Damn been holding that one in all day” he said before hitting the gas pedal. The car lurching forward.

I heard the car stop and Nate pulled out his backpack. As he walked into the house I heard him kick his shoes off. Two thuds and they landed at the entrance. As he walked a bit he yelled at his brother. They were fraternal twins and he was much smaller.

“What up bro!” he said as he grabbed his smaller brother by the hair. In one smooth motion he shoved his bros face into his ass before unleashing a monstrous fart. The billowing sound vibrated the backpack from the force. I could hear the younger brother begging to be let go and smacking Nate. Yet Nate held him fast. He was laughing like a hyena from this prank. Once his younger bro started gagging he let go.

“Good for some duos tonight?” Nate said while his bro gasped for fresh air.

“Fuck off” he yelled back

“Aww come on you know you love your big bro” Nate said before heading to his room and locking the door.

I saw the light appear overhead and his gorgeous face smiled down upon me.

“Welcome to your new life! I am sure you will enjoy it till your dying breath” He said with a wink.

With that he reached in and grabbed my battered body. He was a bit gentler than normal as he showed off his room. As he gave me the tour I could notice how unhygienic he was. Dirty socks lay everywhere, Lotion and used tissues sat on his desktop, a jockstrap hung over a trophy on his shelf. The guy was the epitome of a dumb jock. As he talked a banging was heard on the door.

“Nate open up, it's your bro” the muffled voice said.

As he opened the door his brother held another sobbing tiny. Then it hit me, Nate wasn’t the only one with this power.

“Please, I won’t tell anyone, don't hand me over. I was so close please he will kill me” The otter was wailing.

Nate quickly snatched the man out of his brother's hand and slammed the door. He was pissed. His grip on my own body tightens out of anger. I started to turn red.

“Your welcome” his bro said before leaving.

“I give you shelter, I give you food, I keep you safe and this is how you treat me” He yelled at the tiny. The littles hands reached to his ears to try and block the pain. Pieces of spit flying out of Nate’s mouth and smacking him in the head. It was then he noticed he was killing me. Nate glanced down at my red body with a gaze of death. After one deep breath he calmed a bit and tossed me onto the bed. Staring at me he said two words.

“Don’t move” I went stiff as a board.

He went over to the shelf and pulled off an old jersey. Underneath was a fish tank filled with other tinies. I gasped in shock at the revelation.

“We have an escapee and that means you didn't do your job. You know the drill, either one of you volunteers or I pick.” He said as he loomed over the tank of tinies.

I couldn’t see what was happening as he was blocking the bulk of the tank but after a few moments he reached in. Tinies squeaks of terror arose, I assume none volunteered. A tiny in each hand he tossed them into a separate jar. Reaching back in he grabbed a handful more. Their writhing mass and limbs poking out through his fingers. Walking to his couch he tossed the handful onto the floor. His two massive socked feet surrounded them. He lifted his foot up slightly, leaving his heel on the ground.

“Get started” He said in a deep rumble.

The tinies pulled their shirts over their nose to help filter the stench. It was then the first wailing man was dropped between the feet. As the others approached he begged for mercy. Like wolves circling prey they surrounded the scared man. He made a dash trying to break through the line of his fellow furs. He almost made it but one grabbed his leg. Both crashed into the ground and the others pounced. Each grabbing a limb they slowly dragged the man to Nate’s raised foot. All that could be heard was the pleas of the Otter. They knelt down and pinned him directly under the foot.

“Good work” Nate smiled as he wiggled his toes. Lint raining down on the trapped otter.

With a slowness he lowered his socked foot down. The tiny fought all he could as the sweat-infused fibers covered his face. The adrenaline gives him super strength and dislodges those pinning him.

“It is sad to see. You were a strong one” Nate said as he wiggled his toes. Squeezing his head between them.

“I just don’t understand. I am a benevolent god.” Crunch The man screamed as Nate’s foot crushed his legs. One of the other tinies vomited as blood squirted onto him.

“I give you all you need to live” Crunch. The foot crushing up to the pelvis. Nate was a brutal executioner. I turned my head as I couldn’t watch.

“Don’t you fucking look away. This is what happens when you disobey me” He yelled across the room. I turned back and held my stomach. I felt queasy witnessing this death sentence. A series of cracking noises could be heard as each rib was crushed under the heavy weight. The sock turned red from the blood. One of the other tinies started to cry uncontrollably. His mind shattered for taking part in this sadistic ritual. Like a tube of toothpaste, Nate crushed the once otter into nothingness. The pressure of the organs building up until they exploded outward like a twisted confetti cannon. I lost my lunch and vomited at the sight.

“Damn, he shot far” Nate said as his foot went flat.

As he looked down he realized the others were gone mentally. They wouldn’t be much use for the next execution. As he stared at the jar he pondered what to do. An idea hit him. Reaching to his shelf he pulled out a bit of tobacco chew.

“No” I said as Nate popped some in his mouth. He peeled off his socks and threw them into the dirty clothes pile.

As he worked the gooey substance he nonchalantly kicked one of the tinies on the floor. The little was sent flying; a wailing shriek could be heard as he flew through the air before spattering against the wall.

“Don’t know why yall are still standing there. Clean this mess up, I shouldn’t have to ask.” He said. The tinies instantly were brought back and walked over to the indistinguishable red paste. They slowly cleaned up the bloody mess as Nate turned to his computer. Every few seconds he spit that vile, tobacco laden saliva into the jar. Each time that jar gets a little bit fuller. The innocent deer was screaming and gagging. I don’t know what was worse, being crushed or slowly drowning in spit. Little did I know, these were much more merciful than what Nate could do.

After a few hours of gaming, Nate stood up to stretch.

“Ahh feels good to move these legs” he said as I heard his bones crack. That muscled back rippled with power.

With a bit of a yawn he stomped over to the box of tinies before grabbing a handful.

“Yall know what time it is” He said as he walked back to his desk.

Towering over them he started to strip off his pants and compression shorts. He nonchalantly tossed them onto the bed, the clothing landing next to me. An intense scent of musky emanated off the underwear making me gag slightly. Nate clearly wasn’t the most hygienic of guys and that sweat-infused cloth clung to his ass stench. As I continued to watch him set up I heard a whimper. I covered my mouth and carefully approached the discarded briefs. Right in the center of the crack was a sewn in tiny. My eyes went wide in horror. This tiny had been subjected to Nate’s ass for hours. Completely immobilized and forced to endure his most basic functions. How was he still alive after all this time, inhaling all of his gas, drowning in sweat, and dealing with the constant pounding of his thick cheeks? This truly was a horrid predicament. As I watched the moaning drake I forgot about my surroundings. I was instantly brought back to reality when I heard Nate say.

“This is what a true God looks like”

I nearly jumped out of my skin. His booming voice pierced my thoughts and I turned to look. I fell onto my ass, his massive cock just overhead. His gaze staring right through my soul as he stood cross-armed. He knew he was a top dog and wanted to show off. Even at my normal size I don’t think I could take a dick that big. The thing was a sea monster ready to sink whatever it attacked. He smiled.

“I see you found one of my other tinies. Don’t worry, as long as you listen you won’t need to worry about it.” He said as he scratched his well-defined chest.

“Remember how I said two have escaped so far. Well he was an accomplice in one of them. I found it noble for him to sacrifice his own chance at freedom for his friend. However, I still needed to teach the others a lesson on what happens. So now he gets to be part of whatever throne I sit upon! That lucky pair of underwear is what I wear for every game. I get a surge of energy with every fart and ever clench. You don’t get how powerful I feel tormenting such a selfless soul with these cakes” He said as he smacked his cheeks. The defined ass wobbling from the impact

“Besides, he is still living so I guess that amounts to something right?” He continued.

“Well forget about him, it's time for your first task. I gotta drain these suckers” he said pointing at his massive nuts

“And well, I need you to help. Don’t worry, you’ll be on foot duty. It’s your first night and I don’t think you could handle my monster anyway.”

With that his clammy hand pulled me up and dropped me next to his computer chair. As he settled in he placed other tinies under his ass, a few under his balls, a few more at his feet, and the rest stood on the desk. I saw his face peer down.

“I trust yall will train the new guy right, faster you work faster you get your dinner!” He said as he started to look up porn. Almost immediately the tinies around me threw themselves at his feet. They used their tiny hands to knead away at the calloused flesh doing the best to stimulate the giant overhead.

“Ahh that feels so good after a long day” he said as he slowly jerked his cock. I glanced up and saw why he left a few out. In his hand was a squirming mass of the leftover tinies. Pulling out a pocket pussy from his drawer he inserted them one by one. Once they were all in he made a hacking sound and spit into the opening.

“Oh I am going to enjoy this” He said as he slowly stroked his cock. A string of sticky pre-dropping off the edge of the chair and landing in a pool. He aligned his rock hard cock to the opening and locked eyes with me.

“What the fuck are you doing. I have one fucking rule, you listen to what I say. Seems like you need to learn a lesson” He said, his cock still dripping.

Before I could say a thing his foot had knocked me onto my ass. The massive sole pressing into my body forcing out all the air. I tried to breathe but nothing entered. The heavy weight prevented the expansion of my chest. My limbs fight to lift the heavy mass off me. My eyes are bulging and tearing up. My vision flashing as the blackness encroached from the sides. My limbs failed me and went limp. I was being suffocated by a giant foot, what a way to go. It was then the weight lifted and instinctively I gasped for air. Bad move.

My face was between his toes and that breath of air was tainted. The intense, cheesy odor was worse than when I was full size. My stomach lurched and shot vomit out of my mouth. My body flailed around like I was possessed by some demon. My mind couldn’t even process how absolutely horrid his toe jam smelled. IT was as if my brain went to mush from the smell. Only my most basic instincts even kept me moving and that only directive was to escape. Yet it only got worse. Soon I felt his other foot behind me. My head pushed directly into the clump of toe jam. My shrill shrieks muffled by the thick paste.

I could hear him start to jerk off.

“Ooooh you're so tight baby. Don’t worry i’ll take it slow” his feet tossing me between them.

My face was torn free from the vile mass, my nose burning as chunks embedded in my nostrils. Through my hazy vision I could see that colossal dick ramming his fleshlight. Guttural moans of pleasure emanated from his mouth as he fucked his little toy. Out of the back I could see a red liquid flowing. I didn’t want to think about where that was coming from. Yet he kept toying with me at his feet. After what felt like an eternity of torment he started to pant heavily.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck” He said as his foot started to clench his muscles contracting as he was about to cum. I felt like I was going to pop as he shot his load. After a few seconds of agony everything relaxed and I fell off his foot. On the ground next to me was a sea of cum. He didn’t even aim his load just shot it wherever.

“I need that, thanks guys” he said, shaking out the surviving tinies from the fleshlight. Many horrifically injured a few missing limbs and covered in gorey sex fluid. Soon he walked back to the box pushing the base of his dick to let the last droplets fall. He scooped up those on the desk and let them fall in before putting the box on the ground.

“Dinner is served, eat up” he said as he left the room, the toy in hand.

The tinies rushed out and fought for a spot at the cum piles. This appeared to be the only thing they could eat. I was appalled and horrified. No matter what terrible torment I could think of, Nate always had something worse. I fell to my knees in shock this was hell on earth and I had a direct invitation.

As the others rushed out to consume Nate’s semen my mind froze. The atrocities I had witnessed so far were too great. I couldn’t think straight, I started to smack myself attempting to wake up for this horrible dream. But it was real, it was realer than real. I heard one man moaning in agony, he was trying to drag his mangled body to the cum pile. His legs deformed and damaged from the jack-off session. I would have given up and let myself die. He had a very strong will to live. As I watched these broken men feast I felt an ominous presence. My spine tingling and goosebumps rushed up my limbs. I looked up, Nate was staring directly at me and he wasn’t happy.

“Do you think this is a joke? I provide for you and you reject it. You worthless ant, no you are lower than that. You are worse than the smallest spec of sock lint on the bottom of my foot. You are nothing. How dare you think about rejecting a god’s gift.” He was yelling by that point. Myself and others held their ears as his booming voice shook the land.

“Restrain him, I thought he was going to be a good one. But clearly he has no right to live” Nate said as he lifted up his foot. Before I could process what was happening I felt a tug. It was one of the tinies. My body lurched forward as a second grabbed my leg. IT was then my fight instinct kicked in. I started flailing, I lashed out and hit one in the face. Soon that hand was restrained as well. Nothing was working and I was panicking. Within a few seconds all four of my limbs were held by a different tiny and I was hoisted up.

“Guys, don’t do this please. Please I am one of you, we can work together to escape.” Yet they were mute. A face of sorrow was all I could see, they didn’t like this. Yet if they disobeyed they would be next. I gave up on them and screamed up.

“Nate NATE please, I’ll listen. Please don’t NATHAN” Tears were streaking down my face as I was slowly dragged under his foot. However his attention wasn’t on me at this time. He was enjoying watching the mangled man crawl on the floor. I saw him use his foot to kick the injured tomy around, giggling as he watched the battered man fly like a ragdoll. Soon he placed his foot over the guy and pressed. The man screamed in agony before he would lift. A horrid gurgling noise was heard and Nate lifted his foot. The mangled man was bleeding from the mouth.

“Man it is not your lucky day” Nate said observing the damage. Slowly he lowered his foot again on the gurgling body. He pressed harder this time, the man’s sound becoming unworldly as his bloody mouth screamed in pain. A large crack was heard that made me and the others flinch. Nate immediately lifted his foot. The man’s ribs had cracked and bone poked through the skin. I turned my face to vomit, he didn’t even look like a person. As I glanced back I saw his tear stricken face, he just kept mouthing “Kill me”. Those death gurgles were horribly. Yet Nate didn’t finish the job. He just watched the man slowly bleed out. Time passed extremely slowly as we all watched. Each second that pool of blood grew. The rat started to convulse then went still.

“Wow, that was a good show. Too bad it ended so quick” He said before slamming his foot onto the rat, grinding away his body. The squelching sound of the mangled body too much to bear. Once he stopped I gulped. His sweaty, glistening foot was still held overhead. Like a guillotine ready to fall.

“Don’t think I forgot about you” He said as he slowly lowered his foot on top of my body. His cheesy odor coming back into my nose. His toes surrounded my head and squeezed my face. A massive headache was formed as he clenched my head in the vice. My arms plastered to the floor, the other tinies letting go not wanting to get caught in the crossfire. For a while he just rested, he squeezed and let go. He rolled me under his foot like a toy. I yelped out in pain as my shoulder was dislocated from the force. He paused a bit and pressed down on it. Utterly wrecking my joint, My body produced a sound not normally capable. The pain was so great I felt as if I was going to pass out. After an indeterminate amount of time he left off. A huge throbbing pain and a cold sweat left my body. But he wasn’t done, he soon moved his toe over my torso and pressed. The air left my lungs and my ribs started to crack. This was the end, I was going to die while Nate starred. Once again he lifted his foot. I turned and tried to crawl away before his foot slammed me back into the ground. My spine felt like it was going to snap as he slowly ground his foot into my back. I was begging for him to stop.

“Alright little guy, say goodbye” He said as he flipped me on my back. I looked up through my hazy vision as his massive sole filled the sky. Tears ran down my face as I knew it was over. The other tinies looked away as he lowered his foot one last time. It stopped, right above me. I was alive.

“See, you worthless spec. I can make your life hell at any point. Don’t EVER reject a gift from me again. Clean yourself up and get in the cage.” Nate said as he turned back to his computer to play games. He picked up one guy and dropped him in his pants before ripping one.

“Ahh been holding that all day, glad to have a living filter” he said as he rubbed his ass in the chair. A ram came over and helped to pop in my shoulder. I just cried, this was my first day with Nate and already I almost died twice. I didn’t think I could go on anymore.

I laid down on top of a used sock. Apparently the only bedding was Nate’s clothes and he threw his post-game clothes in it. The musk still infused in the fabric didn’t smell good, but it wasn’t as bad as the direct source. The other tinies gave me a break, some had to sleep in his jock or in his grimey underwear. I was thankful for their kindness. Soon I drifted off to a deep sleep, my body set to repairing the harm done.

As I awoke my world had changed. I was no longer in the sock but somewhere hot and stuffy. The walls were sticky and coated in filth and the smell. Oh god the smell. I reeled over gagging from the stench alone. I banged the wall trying to find an exit in this hot, dark prison. It was then I heard a voice.

“Oh you're awake now, I was wondering how long you’d last.” It was Nate. What did he mean by my last? An ominous gurgle was heard and I realized where I was. In his ass crack. No no no no. I needed to get out. I tried to crawl through the greasy crack and find an exit but the walls closed tight holding me in place. If he flexed his butt anymore I’d pop.

“Not yet newbie, I got a gift for ya” he said as he unleashed a bomb of a fart. It was spicy and the gas burned my eyes. My skin started sweating like crazy as the intestinal winds seared my flesh. But all was nothing compared to that rancid, rotten smell. Nothing, and I mean nothing could have prepared me for that. I tried to wiggle free but he held me in his crushing grip. My shoulder feels like it will pop any second. My body aflame and my lungs in pain as I was forced to take in his foul gassing. I begged him to let me go, my whole form thrashing about as my lungs shut down. I was going to suffocate on a giant fart. My vision was blurring before I passed out.

I awoke a second time. This time held in the air over a shirtless Nate. One hand behind his head revealing a dense forest of slimy pit hairs. His chest was rippling with muscle and completely smooth. While those bright eyes watched every movement of mine. He spoke, his mouth a deadly pit for my size. I could only hope he would put me down.

“Damn that one reeked. I even felt bad after getting a whiff of that concoction. I am surprised you are alive. Truth be told I was too.”

“However, I am still not happy about how you treated me earlier and I think I left you off a bit too easily. Tonight you are going to learn to love each and every inch of me. Now beg me to fart on you” He said, staring at me. That was unspeakable

“What no, that is sick I won….t” I slowed my sentences as I noticed his smile dropping. I had fucked up.

“Uhh, please Nate”

“Sir” he corrected me

“Uhh Sir, please fart on me?” I asked, my voice trembling as I had flashbacks to earlier. He smiled.

“Ahh, sorry little guy. I know how much you love my gas but the tank is empty. I know let's explore my uncharted jungle. With that he held me over his musky armpit. I could feel the heat emanating off it. The wiry hairs are like massive trees. My face went green as I was forced to take in that rotten onion smell. Slowly he lowered me down.

“Please no no no” But he ignored me. Closer and closer I got to that sickening dark crevice. The trees touch my legs. I lifted up trying to avoid this as long as possible. But there was nothing I could do. He was in complete control. He let go and I dropped into his sweaty armpit. The musk smelled bad, not as bad as his gas, but still bad. The difference was the intense heat and musk was quite overwhelming. My eyes saw double vision as the hazy atmosphere played tricks on me. My body gagging on the extreme B.O. I don’t even think Nate used deodorant before. Soon he lowered his arm, blocking out the light and trapping me in the confines of his musky armpit.

At first it wasn't that bad, just like a smelly sauna. However, each breath was worse than the last. That humid air was sour to the taste. While not as bluntly oppressive of his ass, it was a more grinding experience. Just a slow drain on my sanity. My skin started to wrinkle from being exposed to his sweat, my sense of taste all but demolished, and my mind jellified as his masculine scent slowly pushed out all other thoughts. Soon the arm lifted and I was pulled out. I had no idea how much time had passed in his inhospitable pit.

“How is my favorite tiny doing” He asked with a smile. You couldn’t respond, just babble incoherently.

“Sounds like you are having a good time. Well I have to head out to the gym and I really need a new insole. Guess what your next job is?” He kept going. I wanted to fight but I couldn't because the lack of sleep and horrid conditions had broken me. I was a shell of my former self.

Without much care, he dropped me into his shoe. I landed in a squelch as the sweat infused insole compressed under me. A crusty, socked foot knocked me to my back and quickly forced my face between his toes. He wiggled them a bit before standing up. The pain brought me back. His tons of weight crushed my tiny body. I felt like I was going to die. I could feel my bones cracking from him standing alone. The pain was so great I couldn't even smell the rancid air. Tears fell down my cheeks as he began walking. I prayed that this would end my torment. It was only one day and I had given up on life.

Hell, it was utter hell under my tormentor’s foot. Each step compresses my body. The salty sweat burning the many cuts in my flesh. The unbearable heat cooking my organs. I couldn’t even cry through the pain, my body dehydrated from oppressive prison. Yet that was nothing on the odor. I could deal with the pain, the lack of oxygen, the heat, everything except for that horrid, gut wrenching scent.

It didn’t start too bad, just a bit more intense than when I had to rub his moist soles. However the moment the workout began everything changed. The pores on his feet released buckets of musky sweat, the poor insole barely able to contain the extreme amount of liquid. Each step compresses the spongy insole, forming pools of sweat around my body. With every second those waters were rising. Before long, I was submerged in his foot sweat with each and every step.

This moisture released that terrible cheesy smell. I couldn’t stop vomiting through the entire ordeal. Each time his foot lifted I was gagging and throwing up mouthfuls of sweat. My vision constantly fading in and out from the ordeal. My lungs are a flame, each breath sending me into a coughing fit. My body must have looked like an exorcism from what was happening. Battered, bloody, and covered in my own fluids. Yet the tormentor didn’t care, he just continued to work out. Loving my squishy body as his perfect insole. I could feel his toes wiggle and squeeze me as he savored my form under him. Each squeeze cracking bones and damaging my insides. Soon bits of blood were intermixed with my constant expulsions. When I saw my life-fluids smeared on his sole, my brain shut down. Darkness overwhelmed me and I finally passed out. I only hoped this would be the end.

I had awoken on his table. A few other tinies nursing my body and made sure I was ok. Bandages were wrapped around my legs and right arm. Even the simplest movement was painful. The others carefully moved me to a little bench and sat me down. A groan left my body as I made my seat and let my eyes adjust to the harsh light.

“You two may leave” Nate said as he eyed me down. The two others slowly make their way out of the light.

“Those are the tiny doctors, they get some breaks as long as they keep you runts alive.” He said waiting for my approval. I sat in silence still broken from the gym.

“I am surprised at you though, most come out dead from that. Looks like I need to bulk up a bit more” He said flexing his massive bicep and chuckling. A single tear dripped down my face, it wasn’t over he was going to kill me. Nate must have noticed and leaned in, his pearly whites just inches from my face.

“Don’t worry little guy, you get a break. In fact you are the guest of honor for the monthly purge!” As if on cue he dumped out a box of tinies into the light. Some partially broken, others screaming for mercy, yet others sat bruised with a shell-shocked look. They had all gone through hell and back.

“Yall know the rules! Only half of you get out alive. Let the games begin. First round is a free-for-all. Three of you must be thrown off the desk. Rest live to the next round. GO!” He yelled at the tinies. He stood up to his impressive height and I could tell he had a full hardon. I started shaking, he was going to make them kill each other and was getting off to it. It was war, tinies started to divide and form squads. Clearly they knew this was the only way to survive. One tiny walked over to the side and tried to jump off on his own. Nate caught him quickly.

“Ooh no killing yourself. You should know better.” Nate said with a disappointed look.

“Since it seems some of you forgot that rule, let's remember what happens to those that break it.” With that he lifted the man to his mouth. At this point the tiny realized how much he fucked up and begged for a clean death. But Nate had other plans. Whipping out a lighter, he flicked it on. Carefully he brought the tiny over the open flame. It was at this point everyone was screaming. Then the legs entered the flame. The skin is bubbling and charring in the heat. The sounds emanating out of the throat was otherworldly, a sickening sound that the eldritch terrors wished they could make. It was only a few moments that he was roasting before Nate pulled him out. Lifting the tiny up and above his mouth, he bit off the charred legs.

“Mmm, better than steak” Nate said as he chewed the man’s legs. After swallowing he placed the man in the infirmary box.

“Don’t want you dead yet, I still got your arms. Think of where you want to go next, I’ll let you pick” Nate said.

“Ok back to the games, he doesn’t count so three more GO! He said licking his lips and gripping his cock. Some didn’t interact, they were so stunned by what they witnessed. Others were quick, this wasn’t the first purge they went through. Instantly, the active tinies booked it to the prone littles. The chosen three were quickly hurled off the side of the glass table. This fall wasn’t too dangerous with their light weights, but it wasn’t pleasant. We peered through the glass as Nate took care of them.

The first two he was merciful and just stomped. A sickening crunch was heard and a splatter of blood shot off his foot but it was over. The last, not so much. Nate used his foot to flip the tiny onto his back. Still stroking his cock, he knelt over the tiny horse. The horse tried to crawl away, scooching his butt across the floor, but that was stopped as Nate dropped his sack on him. The heavy flesh easily engulfed the tiny.

“Yeah struggle bitch” he said as the prisoner fought the flexible skin. The lack of air sending him into overdrive. Yet the heavy sack was too much. Soon the struggles died down and he perished. Smothered out by a jock sack.

“Good round, Ok next round! TRIVIA. Pair up into groups of 3!” he said allowed. Fucking trivia I thought to myself. These simple games turned into death games. It was only a 5 minute round but the bottom team was decided. Nate just wanted to kill them.

“Ooh, looks like you three lost. I’ll be nice, how do you want to go? Eaten, Crushed, whatever” Nate said as his dick constantly dripping glistening pre. Yet there was no response, the three tinies too horrified to make a decision.

“Welp, I am a little hungry,” he said. Before they could even run, his free hand gripped them. One by one he popped them into his mouth before swallowing. Each taken down like an extra large pill. He let off a loud burp that rocked the table.

“Oh before I forget” he said as he ran over to his desk and pulled out some tums.

“Don’t want them going too quick” he said as he let the antacid do its work. He wanted to prolong their suffering.

“hmmm , looks like we got time for one more game. I got it!” He said as he straddled the table.

“If you can avoid my dick you live!” Without warning he slammed his dick onto the table. The heavy, meaty thud easily crushed an unsuspecting tiny. A splotch of blood slowly pooling out of the body and his limbs twitching in his last moments.

“Fuck that feels good, whose next” He said with a laugh. That heavy cock slammed down over and over. Missing most of the time as tinies dodged or moved out the way. However soon the tinies were getting tired. Their movements were sluggish and mistakes started happening. One tiny stumbled and fell. Nate was quick. Letting his cock’s shadow loom over the prone tiny.

“Game over” he said before slamming onto the screaming man.

“Fuck can’t keep going” Nate said as he quickly grabbed two more tinies. One he held against his sack, the other on his shaft.

He crushed the man on his shaft with ease and started to jerk with the man’s innards. Gore raining down onto the table below.

“Fuck need more” he had as his grasping hand reached out for more tines. Two more were turned to lube against his shaft. Each stroke cracking bone and spreading that viscous fluid along his dick. Slowly he moved his sack tiny between his cheeks. Forcing the little guy against his ripe hole.

“Oh fuck that is so good, keep squirming you bitch and you might live” He said as he increased his stroking. Faster and faster he went until he collapsed over the table. Sweat dripped off his brow as he let off a primal moan. On cue that monster unleashed a massive blast of cum on the survivors. Many got knocked back a few feet from the heavy, hot fluids slamming into them.

“That never gets old” he said resting his hand in his arm, his massive chest covering the table as his dick throbbed and spurted out the juices.

“Back in the box I gotta clean up” Nate said standing back up. After a brief moment he reached behind him.

“Damn you lived through that, ehh whatever” he said as he walked to the bathroom. Without a second thought he dropped the tiny man into the toilet and unleashed his bladder in full view.

“Ahh, feels good” he said, holding his head back, not even caring about what he was doing to the tiny below. A flush sealed the deal and he jumped back into the bed. Quickly the snores started. Over ten people murdered for his twisted pleasure and this was only day one.

Part 2

It was chilly. My prison is filled with tattered rags for clothes and blankets. I pulled my well worn covering closer. The stub of my former arm is a constant reminder of what lies ahead of me. As I dream of my past life I hear the door fling open. My tormentor has returned.

“What up fuckers” Nate yells as he drops his gym back on the ground and ripping his shirt off. He pauses before smelling his armpits.

“Damn I reek, wanna see” he says before stomping over to the terrarium full of tinies and grabbing my fragile body.

I grunt as his tight grip squeezes my frail form. I already know where this is going and take a deep breath. I blankly stare as he lifts his armpit up revealing a matted forest of jet black hairs. Steam lines vent out of his post gym pits and the heady aroma causes my eyes to tear up. Without a care, he rubs my prone form through his disgusting armpit. The slimy fur unleashes an unholy stench that penetrates every part of my soul. He slowly scrapes me all along his pit and uses his finger to press my face right into that hellish cavern. The oniony scent made me gag and cough while the salty sweat burned the various cuts I had sustained from previous bouts.

After a few minutes of him toying with my body he dumps me onto his belly. The fur glistened with post-workout sweat. I try to get up and move, but the sticky hairs keep me held like flypaper.

“Time to get some protein, can’t get guns like these without good nutrition” he said as he flexed above.

I began to roll off but he quickly caught me in his hand.

“Can’t have you escaping my favorite pet” Nate says as he holds me in his grip. I don’t know why he kept me alive for so long. Everyone I have met ends up dying, some a day others a few months but not me. Any injury I sustain, he nurses me back to health. It has been almost a year now. Every day a new horror to witness as the titan brings new victims to torment.

Dropping me into the glass prison he walks over to his bag. After a bit he pulls out a jar filled with his next set of tinies. I see his mouth drool in anticipation. His tail flicking back and forth behind him as he stares into the jar of scared furs. The struggling, terrified bodies are pounding against the glass. He walks over to my prison and dumps them in.

“Give them the low down. I gotta piss” he says walking to the bathroom.

Tears and panic fill my site. While most are new, a few have survived the previous nights. We have a terrible burden. Standing up I make my way to the raised mound. I sigh, I have done this many nights. At first I tried to give hope, other times I tried to be kind, what I have found best was to be blunt.

I rang the bell and all eyes were on me.

“You all are fucked. I doubt many will survive the night. Please take your time to say goodbyes to any friends you have here. Take some rags and make blindfolds what you will witness will break you. No god will save you now, you are just a toy.”

Panic shouting raised through the crowd. I shifted my rags and lifted my stub arm high.

“This is what the monster did. He ate it. He killed my friends all in one night. Some were crushed, most eaten, all died in a horrific manner. I do not know why, but I have yet to go. He keeps me alive as a witness to these unspeakable acts. I tried to escape and he bit my arm off as punishment.” I yelled.

It was silence, many didn’t believe what I had said.

“The choice is yours, either believe me and make peace with it or be in denial until you perish. I have seen enough faces destroyed, you all will be another mark in his kill book. I only suggest you don’t fight it. He takes joy in breaking people. If you are boring you might get killed quickly. I can’t promise; but that is the merciful way to go.” With my speech done I sat back in the corner.

A few tried to come over and talk but almost on cue the giant skunk re-entered. He was wearing grey sweatpants and a no shirt. His beefy stomach and thick pecs for the world to see. Yet that wasn’t anything compared to the bulge outlined in the sweats. Like a giant boa, the snake was quite large. He grabbed the terrarium and popped on the sports channel. Reaching in he grabbed his first victim.

Like a piece of popcorn being tossed the flailing tiny into the air, he tried to catch the tiny with his mouth and missed. With a thud the tiny man slammed onto the giant’s chin before rolling off and landing on the floor.

“Fuck gotta get better at that” he said as the screams wails of pain echoed in the room. He was quickly silenced as the giant shifted his sweaty foot over the injured tiny. The cheesy foot odor assaulting the dragon’s senses, the heavy crushing sole amplifying his injuries. As he played with the tiny with his feet, the occasional scream was heard. The dragon was begging for mercy, he would give anything to be free. His pleas were interrupted by the occasional gagging noises.

“Quiet down I am watching TV” Nate yelled and pressed his paw down hard. The cries were silenced as the flesh sealed him from the world.

Reaching back into the tank, he pulled out two more and popped them into his mouth. Full panic erupted in the tank of tinies, screams of terror and tears of fear. I tried to drown it out but it never worked. He slowly rolled them in his hot mouth, pressing them against the roof until some bones snapped then letting go. At one point he opened his mouth to show the battered tinies, they tried to crawl out through his teeth, but before they made it he clamped down. With exaggerated motion he swallowed the two down whole. A visible bulge traveling down his neck before disappearing into his chest.

“Ahh that hits the spot” he said as he patted his rock-hard abs.

Reaching back into the tank he reached for more. The thick fingers barely missed me as they roughly grabbed those fleeing for the digits. However flee as they may, they still get caught by his massive hand. Slowly he withdrew his arm and in his fingers were two groveling smalls.. Holding them to his stomach he rubbed them against it.

“Can you hear them fighting, I can feel them inside me. Feels good being top of the food chain don’t you think” Nate said

The tinies could hear it. I have been in their spot many times in the past. The wails of agony as the digestion process takes hold. They are lucky it is early, as he consumes more the process slows. At least they will be soup quickly. The two against his stomach are frozen with horror. The sound of a tinies dissolving is hellish. It is a otherworldly feeling of raw dread and terror, the screams intermixed with gurgles…I have had nightmares about it. As tears ran down their faces he slowly brought them to his mouth. Dangling them by their legs, Nate licked his lips in anticipation. His killer eyes staring at his new prey.

“Please spare us, please show mercy” they screamed out in hysterics.

The giant paused and shrugged.

“Sure, give me one good reason why and I’ll let you go” he said.

This had to be a trick, the two glanced at each other and one began to speak.

“Please sir, I have fam…” his speech interrupted as Nate released a monstrous burp. The horrid gasses whipping the dangling tinies as the vile stomach gassed flew past them. The hot, acidic stench had them gagging and coughing. The smell of digestion strips them of their ability to think. .

“Damn that was a good one, well if yall aint got nothing to say guess you're fine with it” the giant says before popping the screaming smalls into his maw.

Without a second thought he starts to chomp down. Intense screams are heard as the tinies are dismembered by the crushing molars. The sounds of bones breaking and bodies exploding is horrid. Nate just smiles as the blood drips down his face as he messily chews them up. Turning towards the terrarium, his mouth shifts around. His lips open and something shoots out like a rocket slamming into our container and exploding in a shower of gore. It was the severed head of one of his victims. The screams intensified and two fainted from the shock.

“Heh what weaklings. I’ll give em a true nightmare” Nate said as he casually scooped and swallowed the passed out tinies.

However this was just the start of it all. While horrific to watch, Nate eating them was somewhat merciful to what he can truly do. As his eyes shifted, he gave me a wink. The real hell was about to start. His grubby hands reached in once more and pulled out two more tinies. A possum and a deer. They struggled and bit at him, trying their best to escape as Nate shifted in his chair. He pulled off his sweats and let his cock flop out. Already the post-workout odor of unwashed dick started to fill the room. The glass of our chambers slowly fogged as the sweat added to the humidity.

Lifting his ass, he brought the two tinies towards it. The others saw how dirty and unclean the man’s ass was. Bits of lint and toilet paper entangled in the fur. It is a vile forest of dirt and grime. When the two realize what is about to happen, their cries only increase. The sounds they make are so horrific I have to cover my ears. I have experienced this skunk’s ass before and it took me two weeks to come back to my senses. I prayed they would be suffocated quickly. As he adjusted himself a sickening

CRUNCH

Fills the air

“Oh shit forgot about that one” He laughs as he unconsciously crushed the tiny under his foot.

“Ehh, whatever” he continued as he dropped the two onto his chair before spreading his cheeks and sitting back down. His dick bouncing as the two made contact with his greasy anus.

“Oh fuck, you guys are struggling…If you hate it now, then you really not gonna like this” Nate taunts.

He pauses for a second and flexes his abs.

PPFFFFTRRRFFFTRB

The sputtering sound echoed in the room. The blasting trumpet causing my ears to ring as it reverberated through the area. As it slowed to a finish, he sighed..

“That felt good, been saving that for a while.” he said laughing. His dick got hard as they fought the rank gasses.

“Man I love ripping on you tinies, the only way I can get the most fight out of you. Well gotta take care of this raging monster” he said pointing at his growing dick.

Grabbing another tiny, he brought the horse to his mouth. Sucking on the struggling body he moaned.

“Oh fuck you taste so good, can’t wait to feel you inside me”

Slowly, he brought the tiny to his raging hardon. The musky odor is pungent on the nose. The tiny turned green as he approached the musk trap. I could swear I saw the air rippling as the intense odor of raw skunk wafted off the unwashed cockhead. Using the body, he rubbed the tiny horse against the tip. Each motion caused him to shrink a bit more. What once was a few inches in size slowly shrinks down to about a centimeter. The thick, hot foreskin rolling over and suffocating him.

“Yeah bitch struggle for me” he said

Properly lubed up, he carefully maneuvered the tiny over his piss slit. The high pitch screams muffled as his finger slowly pushed the horse into his dick. Even at this size, the struggling tiny felt amazing. The little limbs scratched at his urethra before plopping into his nutsack.

“Oh baby keep fighting and you might get let out before you turn to skunk juice” he said cupping his sweaty nuts. He could feel the skin stretching and the little arms struggling to escape his sack.

Reaching into the tank he pulled out another. Wanting a bit more, the giant shrunk the tiny only a little bit. As he maneuvered the struggling tiny he stared at him. Clearly annoyed that he wasn’t easily slipping into his dick.

“If you don’t stop struggling I’ll rip your limbs off one by one and put you in. But hey, since you got some fight, I’ll give you a chance. I’ll put you in to your waist, if you can pull yourself out; I’ll let you go”

The wolf shook his head in resignation. He let the giant slowly lower him to his waist. The musky, bubbling pre swelling around him.

“Ok go” the skunk said looking down at the small horse. His fingers clench and he leans his head back. Flexing his cock he feels the tiny slowly slip down. The tiny screaming and punching the sensitive cockhead. This only caused the giant to shiver in pleasure.

“Oh yeah keep fighting, come on you don’t want to become skunk cum do you. Yeahhhhh fuuuuuuuck” Nate was moaning like crazy as the horse fought for his life.

The tiny tries to pull himself out, putting his hands against the tip and pushing. However the slimy pre keeps causing his grip to slip.

“Oh god it's eating me” he cries out as each bounce of the dick sends him further down.

“That's the point, dumbass” the giant says.

His legs cross and flex as waves of pleasure keep running through him as the tiny man fights his massive leviathan. Each second the horse slips down more and more. His thrashing intensifies as the cock slowly consumes him. I try to look away but can’t, it is like watching a train wreck. Something so horrid but you can’t stop looking. People near me cover their mouths and stare in silence. Soon he is up to his head, his screams muffled by the bubbling pre.

“Goodbye little dude, you did a good job” Nate says as he uses his thumb to push the horse down the shaft. Tracing the bulge he pushes along the length of his cock until the tiny lands in his nuts. Still with a bit of fight, the tiny presses against the prison. An outline of the struggling small can be seen as an imprint in the wrinkled sack.

“Damn hate to see him go, those are the best tinies. Well he’ll make good man batter” Nate says watching the imprint disappear and reappear.

Each time getting less real as he is slowly churned into cum.

“Damn I am about to explode, we need to pick this up” Nate says as he stares back at the tank.

He starts randomly shrinking down a handful of smalls and piles them into his palm.. One by one he slurps them down and into his awaiting gullet. Focusing inward he grows them slightly, not wanting them to be digested so quickly. His stomach bulged a bit in the process. Some hand imprints form on his stomach as they are a bit stronger than before. The frantic movements increase as the time goes on, the digestion is starting and even through his stomach you can hear the wails of pain and terror. He lets out a burp and pats his stomach..

Taking a handful of the others he shrinks them down to tic-tak size.

“Oh hang on, gotta add two more” he said as he pulled out the two others he had been unloading on. They cried with tears of joy after gaining fresh air. Gasping and choking on the clean air re-entering their lungs.

“Oh it's not that bad” he said in contempt before shrinking them down with the others. Bending forward he took the dozens of struggling bodies and plastered them against his sweaty ass. Using his finger he pushed a few up his sensitive ring. Their squirming bodies felt so good as they fought to free themselves from the rancid, sticky flesh.

“Hope yall like your new home” He said before sitting back down.

To add to it he let off a hot, silent fart. The intense squirming almost shot his load then. He was so close to finishing but had a few more to take care of. The remaining few were brought to his flooding cockhead. The amount of pre pouring down his uncut dick was like Niagara falls. One by one he placed them into the flooding waters. The slippery pre and tiny size sent them down real quick. His sack expanded more and more as the remainder filled up his oversize balls.

“Don’t think I forgot about you” he said, eying me.

I still can’t figure out why he keeps me alive. I brace for impact as his hand reaches out and tosses me into his mouth. He slowly sucks and tastes my tiny body as he works his sensitive dick. I can hear the screams coming up his throat intermixed with the moans of pleasure. After what feels like an eternity he clenches up and lets off a primal roar. Opening his mouth, spurts of cum slam into the cavern and smack me down onto his tongue. I see jellied body parts still floating within; they were not fully digested when he shot the massive load. After a few more moments of pleasure he finally passed his orgasmic high. Splitting me onto his stomach, he pet my head.

“Good boy” he said before carefully dropping me back into the container.

Shortly he passed out and began snoring. The occasional billowing fart breaking the constant sounds. I could only listen as his stomach made work of the trapped tines, slowly dissolving as they turned to jock food. Those in his ass were all but dead as well, the scorching methane choking them out and slowly suffocating. Even if they survive the night, they would be flushed away with the remains in the morning. Just another round of victims for this sadistic skunk.