Tiny Stuffed Into A Breathless Depth, Tiny Husband Smother - Unaware Giantess, Breast Smothering

Description: She giggled to herself, humming softly as she stood in front of the full-length mirror, adjusting the sleek, shimmering dress that hugged her colossal curves. the fabric was delicate ? barely covering her thunderous thighs and round, planet-sized ass ? but perfect for a night out with her equally massive lover. honey, you ready? he called from the living room, his voice rumbling like distant thunder. just a sec, big guy! i purred, spinning slowly, watching the fabric ripple across my hips. then i felt it. a tiny squirm. a muffled squeak. right between my tits. my eyes narrowed playfully as i tugged the dress down just enough to peer into the deep canyon of my cleavage and there he was. my tiny husband, red-faced and gasping, squished snugly between my soft, pillowy mounds like a pervert-shaped sandwich. you sneaky little man, i cooed, lifting him out by the ankle like a misbehaved puppy. he dangled in the air, dizzy and breathless, a trail of drool and breast milk dripping from his lips. did you really think you could hide in my cleavage and i would not? notice? he grinned sheepishly. worth a try, baby. and just like that ?pop back he went. but this time, i stuffed him in. my massive, gravity-defying tits clapped together with a wet, fleshy smack, swallowing him whole between their warm, breathless depths. you belong here, i moaned, squeezing my tits together, watching them ripple like twin waves crushing a sandcastle. his muffled moans vibrated against my chest ? not in pain, but in pure, smothered bliss.  he loved it. loved being crushed. loved the heat. loved the scent of my perfume and sweat and womanhood enveloping him. this is your new home now, i whispered, pinching a nipple and letting it snap back with a jolt that made him squeal. my boob prison. and you? never leaving. with one final clap of my chest, i sealed his fate. then i slipped on my heels ?each one taller than his entire body ? adjusted my hair, grabbed my purse (which could fit a car), and strutted out the door. my giant lover met me at the car, grinning. ready to go? yep, i said, patting my chest where my husband was still trapped, moaning in ecstasy. got my good luck charm right where he belongs. and off we went ? two titans in love ? while my tiny husband rode between my breasts like a king in his fleshy throne.