You looked at Brooke's other hand and noticed she was holding a spool of fishing line. "I'm so glad you agreed to this! I've always wanted to try this with a tiny." She delicately wrapped your legs in fishing line, binding them together tightly. "Now, try not to slip out of those, or you might get lost." She warned you, as she went to put down the dishing line. 'Lost where?!' You wanted to say. But you didn't. Partly because you already knew the answer, and partly because she covered you in a dollop of sex-safe lube. You saw her hand apply what was left on her fingers to the asshole between her pale, juicy cheeks, and you shuddered.
She started to lower you head first towards her anus, and that smell was getting stronger the closer you got to that hole. As she used one hand to hold her cheeks open, you could see the bits of hair on either side of you. Before long, you were pressed up against her slippery anus. You took a deep breath, not sure when you might have fresh air again. "Good luck!" She said with a moan as you were unceremoniously shoved into her anus. It didn't even take much effort. You were just a bug to her.
You could hear her moaning and shifting as you felt yourself dragged deeper into her undulating bowels. You tried to keep yourself from being dragged into the slimy confines of her colon, but to no avail. It wasn't entirely clean in here, as one would expect given the circumstances. Everything inside reeked. You tried to push out against the walls of her intestines as they threatened to suffocate you, and this elicited moans from Brooke. Would this be your life? Just an ass toy for a giantess? You shuddered, wondering if you should have just cleaned her feet.
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