This choice: A Middle Aged Bombshell Trophy Wife, Needing a Hobby • Go Back... As I watched out the glass, I contemplated what had happened to me. It was unjust, and hopefully the person who decided to take me home with them would see It from the same perspective. On the other hand, they were way more likely to just treat me like a pet, and that was something that I also had to brace myself for. After all, they were buying me from a pet store, where there was food, cages, and toys designed just for people like me, for people like them to give to their pets.
The wait didn't last much longer however, as I saw the woman from nearly a mile away, well it looked like a mile to me, but in reality it was just the front of the store. Surely if I could have seen the other men in the wall they would have the same look of ecstasy as me, my jaw nearly dropping as though I were in a cartoon from the 1950's when I saw the middle aged blonde woman stroll through the store, obviously aware of the attention she drew by the way she strutted. I had never seen a more voluptuous woman as her rather expensive looking top exposed her obviously fake tits.
Making everyone even more excited, something that I personally couldn't hide, due to my lack of clothing, she made her way towards the wall, starting to examine her options. My erection was rock solid as she bent over, the massive orbs of flesh being pressed against the glass right in front of me as she slowly dragged them down, leaving a smear on the glass of her sweat. Eventually, her neck and head followed the path that her breasts had made, leaving me staring straight into the eyes of the gigantic woman.
"Hey there little guy! Excited to see me?" She laughed as she stared at my penis, still solid from the sight before. "You know, I've been looking for a little stud like you. I've been trying to get a new hobby, and I think breeding my own tinies ain't that bad of an idea! As we can see here, you got the ability to get hard, and a cute face. I think you check off all the boxes!" She said, before raising her head slightly to give me a look at the toothy smile that could engulf me entirely. She leaned in, giving the cage a kiss, before heading off to find the teenage girl in charge of unlocking our containers.
I watched in conflict, not knowing whether or not to be happy or scared at the prospect of becoming this lady's new little pet tiny. I could do nothing but wait to see what my outcome would become as I stared through the imprint that her lipstick had left on the glass, watching as the employee came over and unlocked my cage from above, the silky hand reaching in and tugging me up into the unknown. I was forced to ride in her grip as she carried me over to the cash register, my future owner following in quick pursuit. Her free hand tapped the buttons on the electronic screen, before she started to speak.
"That'll be twenty one, eighty three." She said joyfully as the large MILF handed her a twenty and a five.
"Keep the change, I can't wait to get my new tiny home." She said as I was deposited into her grip, still silky skin, but slightly more wrinkled than the younger girl. As she walked out of the store, I was kept in her palm, all the way to the nice Mercedes G-Wagon she had parked near the front of the lot. I didn't even process that this was my first time outside in so long, too caught up in thoughts about my new life. I realized that to afford this kind of vehicle, there must be quite the bit of money in her wallet, and at only twenty dollars excluding tax, I was easily replaced. But for now, she seemed to like me, and I planned to keep it that way.
As I was set in front of the windshield, I looked onward at the smiling giantess, now sporting a pair of Ray Bans sun glasses as she spoke to me.
"So, I think we need to introduce ourselves. I'm Kelly, but I'm still thinking of a good name for you..." She said as I realized this woman truly was treating me as a pet. Not even asking me if I had a name, but deciding on one that she thought more fitting instead. "I know! I'm gonna call you Stud. Because you better be one, I really need some tinies pronto." She joked as she started driving. She hopped onto the interstate, and turned down the radio, more interested in conversing with me.
"So Stud, life with me's not all that bad. I mean, sure, you are my property, and any attempt of escape is gonna be punished severely, but if you're a good enough pet, I can be very rewarding. And as my first tiny, I'm sure that you'll be getting plenty of attention from me." She said as she continued her drive. "Now, before we arrive home, I need to   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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