"Chaquel! Why'd you do that!" You shout in your pipsqueak voice.
You look up and around to see TJ and Chaquel over 10 times your size. "Who is your goddess, Dwayne?" She looks down at you like some pathetic morsel. You dash over to giant feet and plant kisses on her big toe, the height of your legs.
"You are my goddess! I worship you."
She holds her feet out for you to kiss more, almost lifting you off the ground. "That's right you do."
"God, Chaquel!" TJ bursts out. "Gimme some of that little guy to put on my dick! He's gonna be my little mouth cock sucker." A fear descends down your throat hearing of what TJ wants to do to you.
"Alright, little boy," your goddess speaks to you, holding her feet enough to reveal some sole for you to get down and lick. "You want some more of this?" She asks you, as you lick her feet.
"Yes, Chaquel. I live to worship you." You keep licking the sweat off her feet.
"God boy, Dwayne." She reassures you. It's false reassurance. She picks you up, pinching you, and drops you into TJs big hands. "My brother here is gonna play with you for a while. You wanna serve me? You have to show me just how much you want it?"
"Mmmm." TJ licked his lips. You were too terrified to react.
"One rule, TJ!" Your goddess shouted. He looked up at her instead of the morsel that is you. "Do not eat him!" She made clear.
"Okay." He said. Then you were cupped in the hands of a beautiful, but fat, 6'10" black man, and he scurried away with you.
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