This choice: Give you to one of her drunk friends • Go Back... "MEGAN! TAKE ME OUT OF YOUR BRA!" you scream, in hopes that your giantess slave can hear you. Sure enough, she does, and you feel her giant, slender fingers wrap around you and lift you up out of her bra. She holds you in front of her face with her two lead fingers and her thumb wrapped around you. You look back at her enormous and beautiful face. This is so cool.
"All right Megan, here's the next step. You're going to find your hottest, drunkest friend, and give me to her. Don't let anyone else find out what you're doing. Now, put me back in your bra until you make the handoff." Megan then lowers you back into her cleavage and heads out of the bathroom.
While you're in her bra, you really can't see much. Even though Megan's wearing a low-cut shirt, her bra is still completely covered, so all you can see is the bottom of Megan's neck as you look up. So the only sign you have that Megan is successfully following your orders is her voice as she talks quietly to someone else. "Hey, Marissa, I need to talk to you for a second." Then Megan starts walking again, as you presume the two of them are going somewhere more quiet. Sure enough, you think you hear less bar chatter at the point Megan stops.
"I want to show you something," Megan says as her fingers enclose you once again and pull you out of her bra. She holds you in her right palm and lifts you up towards Marissa's face. Her left hand is held up as a wall behind you, shielding you from anyone else from the bar passing you by. You look at Marissa and discover that she's another brunette with olive skin and brown eyes who looks even dumber than Megan. You also see that she's got maybe the best pair of tits you've ever seen, big and perky. You wouldn't mind getting in there for a while.
"OOOOH, A TINY MAN!" exclaims Marissa, bringing your attention back to her face. "THAT IS SO NEEEEEEAT."
"Yeah, and I want you to have him," says Megan. "It's a present." Megan then holds you out, again with only three fingers. Marissa cups her palms and you feel yourself fall before a soft landing on Marissa's hands. "GOOD LUCK WITH HIM," Megan says as she walks off. "THANKS!" Marissa calls back.
"WOW, LITTLE MAN, THIS IS REALLY NEAT," Marissa says to you, as her warm cranberry-flavored breath washes over you. "WE'RE GOING TO HAVE TONS OF FUN, BUT NOT RIGHT NOW. WHERE SHOULD I PUT YOU?" | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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