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This choice: Regan goes with Hannah's memories of events • Go Back...Chapter #8Regan goes with Hannah's memories of events by: Philsmith84   "Ohh yes. Thankyou. Thankyou so much Hannah." Regan cried with happiness. She hadn't felt so much hope since her conviction. Perhaps there is a chance yet. She thought.
Hannah, Regan thought hadn't appeared air headed or anything like that. But based on her recent interactions she maybe had guessed wrong. Maybe this lady was so casual with her food, because she was truly one of those fitness bimbos that Regan had relentlessly mocked in school. Part of her wanted to be honest. But also this was her life, she didn't owe this giant girl anything. She would take advantage as soon as possible.
However any sudden hopes of freedom where swiftly crushed when Hannah's expression changed to a frustrated eye roll. "That sucks. You're cute, volunteered to help with my panties, didn't run away when I gave you a chance." Regan's heart sank.
"You were testing me?" Regan asked beginning to tear up at the sudden weight of what was likely going to happen next. "You see, I was kinda in the market for a tiny. I was going to order one of the trained ones. But I've heard they are no fun in a different way. People who have willing regular Tinies apparently say it's the best. Training with positive enforcement rather than negative. I even had our whole day planned and everything. Got my hopes up for nothing." Regan felt as Hannah's grip tightened from the gentle grasp she held her in earlier. "You really ruined it."
Regan held her head low. "I'm sorry" she said genuinely. Hannah's disappointed expression quickly faded as she moved on. Back to her regular happy self. "Don't worry about it. I'll still get some fun with ya, but still could have been way better." With that Hannah reached down and with her free hand grabbed the tattoo escapee who assaulted Regan and threw him into her mouth. Regan was close enough to her face to watch in horror as Hannah kill him without even paying attention. Just looking in the distance thinking.
Landing on her tongue, Mike the tattooed leader who had been convicted tax evasion for his small business. Was flicked to the left side of Hannah's mouth. Hannah's tongue quickly recoiled causing Mike to quickly drop. He scream a high pitched scream as Hannah's molars chomped down pulverising his legs. He nearly instantly fainted but not before he was launched to the other side to watch Hannah's canine tooth to hang above like a stalactite. Hannah killed him so quickly he didn't even feel as the tooth pierced his skull forcing his brain to turn to squishy putty in his own head.
However Regan saw every gruesome detail. As Hannah began to speak with a tiny man in her mouth. "I wasn't going to eat him. He was meant to be a reward for you. Oh well, so any idea what I should do with you?" "Please. Hannah. I'll do anything. I'll be your slave, I'll do anything." Regan begged.
Hannah considered Regan's plea still chewing her snack, which already was a pulp at this point. "Fine." Regan didn't know how to feel but she did feel a little relief. "But first you need to prove yourself. You did well with my panties earlier, so we will start there. I'm going to put you in butt, have a shower and finish my routine. You stay in my butt, and survive till I have my next shit. Then we will discuss what happens next."
Regan's face went white. Images and pain flashed through her mind as she recalled her recent encounter with Hannah's rear. "Oh and Regan." Hannah called for Regan's attention. "I'm not going easy like last time. Also from now If you need something desperately you will refer to me as goddess. Got it?" Chills went down Regan's spine as Hannah spoke with such informality and cruelty. Regan nodded.
Then bored and without warning, Hannah moved Regan behind her and lowered Regan into her butt. However this time Hannah didn't stop at the top instead she parted her cheeks. Pushing Regan deeper and deeper. Regan screamed as she saw the flesh part into a slight canyon inside. Where at the centre. Hannah's tight pretty anus, twitched with her arrival.
Hannah let go and Regan fell towards it. Landing on some micro hair below she could see the obscured path up to Hannah's pussy. The cheeks then suddenly slammed shut as Hannah removed her hand.
Hannah then forgot about the girl and continued her day.
Below Regan's began sobbing instantly as the pressure this deep was far greater than any force she had felt before. She could almost wish for a quick death. Regan had felt comparatively nothing until Hannah bounced along with her day first walking up stairs.
The first thing to break was Regan's foot. With the forced bouncing up. Regan felt as she was pulled closer to Hannah's asshole. Regan decided to try and rotate around so she could push herself further outside. She pulled one knee to her chest then tried to rotate the other to bring it in. However unfortunately at that exact moment. Hannah reached the top of the stairs with an unexpected bounce. Lurching Regan's foot in an unintended direction breaking it.
Next Hannah entered her room and grabbed for various draws stuff she would need after her shower. Placing them on her bed.
Regan then was thrown deeper in as she felt the environment shift. Hannah seemed to be bending over to grabbing something. Hannah saw as the asshole rapidly approached. Regan really wanted to stay outside so she angled herself to slam into the sweaty slightly fatty skin below. Pools of sweat and other vile fluids accumulated here.
Regan could only image how gross this area looked. Until outside Hannah began to undress. Allowing a slither of light to peer in though Hannah's crack. Regan noticed without the constraints of underwear or pants. Every aspect of Hannah's booty was more free and unpredictable. Causing more shacking and slapping. Regan looked down to her now red raw skin as Hannah walked down the upstairs hallway to her bathroom.
Stepping in Hannah turned on the shower. Before steeping in she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw. She decided to twist to see all of her. With this she burst out laughing when she saw between her checks. Little Regan get smashed by her booty.
Regan held tight. After hearing the shower begin outside, she couldn't help but cry quietly. Her body was mangled and broken, blood mixed with the oil and sweat from Hannah's exercise. It smelt awful and worst of all, it was treatment she had inflicted on tines at her regular height. Not to this extreme. But still enough for guilt to stab at her thoughts.
Regan almost puked when her world was flung sideways. She balled up the flesh as tight as she could. But it was like grabbing onto a cliff face. She stopped and had just enough size to see the fatty globe of Hannah's check collapse on-top of her.
Her whole body was compressed by the sweaty wet cheek. She felt her nose break and the warm blood run down her into her mouth.
She felt the world shake as a deep bellow of laughter came from the god above. She wanted to let go and give up. But still held a glimmer of hope for survival. Hope again that dwindled further when Hannah stepped into the steaming hot shower.
Regan's body instantly cringed as the hot shower water hit her in bathtub full increments. Regan, who skin was already raw from abuse felt every inch of her burn but continued to hold on. Regan's position was also worse now that the cliff face canyons shifted into a high pressure waterfall as water flowed down Hannah's back drizzling down between her cheeks.
Regan in a vain attempt to lessen the impact from the water, instinctively took her free arm not supporting her position and held it blocking her face. The pain from the arm was intense but surprisingly manageable. Regan although in pain took the little joy she could. From realisation that her arm probably wasn't broken just badly hurt.
Hannah let the water hit her face. She smiled from the sheer ecstacy of a hot shower after working out. She'd seen on Instagram other people indorse cold showers after exercise. But Hannah was a hot shower girl through and through.
Hannah picked up the soap to clean herself before realising.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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