“Well, call it an anniversary present for my wife.” The giant acknowledged “Been together over ten years, and believe me we love each other totally. But the sex is a little…well, we’ve christened every room in the house if you get my meaning.”
You tried to back away from the billboard sized face, but only managed to hit your head. You spun around rubbing it, to see a set of huge fingers twitching a bit around your bottle. It was very disturbing. And since you weren’t paying attention it was a shock when the whole bottle, you included naturally, tilted over and began swinging back at forth. You wailed “HEY Careful!”
“Well all I can say is enjoy yourselves.” The giantess waved the giant away from her home, she was a couple thousand dollars richer. “By the way! Drop me an email when you discover the sex?”
He casually lifted his new plaything to his head in an agreeable salute and opened his car door “Good doing business with ya. Bye.” He got in the driver side, leaned over and laid you down on the floor of the passenger seat. A last stroking of the glass and a pleased look up and down his plaything and he was off.
“I’m not a sex toy!” you protested loudly. Soon, unfortunately, you were too busy steadying yourself in the bottle. It rolled about every time the car accelerated or decelerated or turned. It also worried you that every time the car stopped, his huge eyes roamed your body. You could even feel them on you when the bottle stopped with you facing down. And if anything, that was worse! You screamed futilely, more than once “STOP LOOKING AT ME!”
The car stopped finally, and shut off, you happened to be face down. Giant fingers slipped under the bottle and the car floor seemed to fall away. The fingers manipulated the bottle until you face his grinning face. Rather unnecessarily you thought he told you “Now no noise outside. Don’t want someone else to see you.”
“Like someone could hear me.” You complain, much to his amusement. Whether to the good or bad, getting in the house was a nonevent. Part of you hoped a neighbor would see you, but would ANOTHER giant be helpful? Anyway, the bottle was set on the dining room table as the hat was put in the closet. You pounded on the glass “Lemme outta here!”
The giant sat at the table and touched the bottleneck, tilting it with a finger, giving a breathy smile “Well, since you’re so eager my little toy, let’s see you.” He pushed the bottle further and seized on the cork, twisting it off.
The effortless actions of the giant were highly violent to you. His next move was even more disturbing, cork gone, the giant slowly upended the bottle causing you to begin sliding. And worst of all, his hand was waiting at the open end. “Uh-uh. Uh-UH! No please!” you pleaded and cried trying desperately to catch hold of something on the completely smooth inner surface.
“Come on, plaything, come on.” He urged playfully at the little struggling form “After all, I been holding you ever since I picked you up. And I don’t quite believe that woman didn’t play with you a bit. You’re just too sweet looking. Into my hand…thaaaat’s it…ahhhh there we go.”
His comments did nothing to ease your anxiety as you slid down closer to the top of the bottle. He didn’t even know if you were a boy or girl. You really didn’t want those huge hands actually touching you. Suddenly a bit of a growl and the bottle shook violently. All grip lost, and just a little rattled, when next you could focus only one foot was still hanging on the lip of the bottle. You tried to push yourself up, but found a slick soft surface under you. And worst of all, giant fingers curled around you and lifted you to the giant face. You yelled “PUT ME DOWN! YOU PUT ME DOWN!”
“Now now, plaything.” he scolded gently “Behave or Daddy hafta pank.” He rolled the little body over in his hand and tapped the stuck up mounds of flesh a couple times. Then, more for the fun of it, dragged his fingers across for a bit. Only stopping when he got a hardon. Switching hands, so the shrinky faced him, the man asked with a grin “So? Are you a boy? Or a girl?”
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