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Exactly how it sounds. No giantess allowed, only giant males and SW/SM.
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Chapter #7

After lunch

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Lunch was pretty uneventful, a couple of people stopped to comment on your tiny size, and they seemed to think the shrinking was cool. The ride back to Mark’s was pretty much similar, you sat astride his huge nipple behind the safety of the seatbelt, and he enjoyed a smoke. You did find yourself glancing up at the cigarette thinking of the story the girl told. While not a fan of smoking, you thought it’d be a trip to be captive on Mark’s cigarette. But you weren’t about to suggest it.

Mark walked in the house and sat in the couch, and sat you on the arm of the couch. He pulled his shirt up revealing his gigantic hairy belly and rubbed it.

“I ate way too much,” he said.

“Damn you’re hairy dude,” you said before you could catch yourself. Mark let out a chuckle.

“Yeah that’s only been the case the last few years. I just kinda woke up one morning covered in fuzz with a thick beard,” he laughed.

“So that girl at the burger shack was something huh?”

“Oh yeah, what a talker.”

“Her mom with her brother on the cigarette… too funny.”

“Oh yeah, she had to know. If you were on my cigarette I’d feel you for sure,” Mark said.

“Who knows,” you replied, “maybe you wouldn’t!”

“There’s one way to find out,” Mark said chuckling. You couldn’t believe that had worked. Mark pulled out a fresh cigarette and sat it in front of you. You climbed up on the cork colored filter, which was just a hair longer than you.

Make placed the cigarette between his lips, and pinned you to the filter.

“Oh yeah, I can feel you,” he said, the cigarette bouncing up and down pressing you into his lip. Mark lit the cigarette and his lips pressed the butt tight taking a hard drag. His lips loosened a little as the corner of his mouth let out a warm torrent of smoke, the cigarette dangling. You started coughing.

“Yeah, I can definitely feel you. And hear your coughs. I think that kid’s mom just liked having her son on her cigarette.”

“Wonder why she liked that?” you asked.

“I dunno,” Mark said.

You have the following choices:

1. I kind of like it too

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2. It’s a little weird

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