PUDGY

He wasn't considered a looker at all, most women in his life seemed to stay away at arms length. A few riddled him with insults.
Klem didn't care much, he simply had other tastes, tastes he didn't care to share with anyone who asked.
Klem was always a hefty guy, never seemed to ever lose wieght, just kept on gaining.
Now in his 20's he stood incredibly some 6"3 and wieghed in at 340lbs. No longer the butt of jokes, as he was now revered as quite a imposive presence.
Klem never dated, he had bazare rituals that he kept to himself, and usually nightly he treated himself to a pleasure troft of tiny dolls he kept in a drawer for when he craved amusement.
Klem kept an assortment of different characters, he had numerous Pocahantas dolls, native dolls, african dolls, etc. They were usually in the disaray of tattered, as the original clothing them came in didn't last long in his grip.
He kept numerous one of each for the same reason, as he tended to go through the dolls weekly, either crushing their bodies, or mangling them in his hold.
Klem could not agree that he wanted so much to attain real live dolls for his amusement, and much anticipated such a revelence if it could ever come true.
Such an occurance did arrive in a form of email one night.
He had been a avid member of different clubs and forums on various SW sites, and came to become quite well known in his own circles. He traded pics alike with other authers, his looking somewhat amaturish since he always used his dolls as models instead of others pics.
On the night in particular, he recieved a interesting email from someone soley named TT.
The letter pertained to a location of a solution in which such fantasies were available. Klem became transfixed to his screen as he read on.
The letter read on to the cost and description of what such a solution could actually do.
He read the instructions of how to obtain this miracle drug and soon sent away a payment on his card to the mysterious TT.

Some weeks passed and Klem had since regarded his money and hopes for the wonderous opportunity lost. He vowed to be more careful in sending cash to idiotic ideas over the net.
Suddenly later in the week he recieved a package in the mail. Confused as to it's sender he opened it carefully. He found a letter inside and read it aloud. "Sorry for the delay, but here is the solution I had promised, please be discreat, and feel free to call for more as needed. enjoy! It read. Klem opened on and found a series of viles, 20 in total. The bluish substance inside looked cool and viscual. He opened the cork on one and smelled the interior. It smelled of nothing. He wondered how and if it were real.
A knock at the door startled him. He opened the curtains and saw a elderly woman outside holding a box and folder. Upon closer look he recognized her to be Miss Beading, an often disturbance to his residence as she usually came calling for handouts to her many charities. At first Klem closed the curtains and acted as if not home, when he looked at the vile once more. He got a idea and whisked away to the door to answer it.
"Hello! Klem, here for the annual cancer drive, could you see your way to contribute?" She spoke as he opened the door. "Well of course, why don't you come in and I'll get you some money." Klem invited her in.
Miss Beading entered eagerly and followed Klem to a recieving chair in his foray. Klem returned with a quickly served cup of tea, as he fingered away at a box of loose change. Miss Beading took the cup and drank it down earnestly. Klem pretended not to take notice as he watched with curiousity. All seemed normal as she sat there patiently waiting for what ever change he was about to give her, when Klem did scoop up some quarters in his fist, he turned to her to find her crouching on all fours on the floor. Klem stepped back and watched as She grimaced and pained away all the while she looked to be sinking into the floor.
In the minutes that passed, Klem was as astonished at anything he ever seen before, as he cast his eyes upon the now miniature woman on his floor.
Amidst the discarded clothing, layed the tiny woman, stark naked. Her final size was down to 4 inches. She curled up in a fetal position, still unaware of her predictment. Klem stepped close and kicked away the clothing. As he passed his huge foot before her, his crotch suddenly erupted in passive orgasmic prelude as he caught a glimpse of his comparison size to her. Klem saw his size 14 foot eclipse her entire being and a good portion of the floor around her. He marveled as she was cast in the huge shadow of his foot.
Klem knew of the validity of solution and was now too excited to know what to do first as he was in reality going to experience his fantasy.
He stood over the tiny old woman and waited for her to finally take notice. Miss Beading gathered her senses and turned to look around. She screamed out as she noticed imediately that she was naked, she hung on to herself and held her breasts tightly inward. She stood up and started to look around at the sudden alien environment. Everything was totally out of proportions, chairs stood stories tall, tables stood equally if not taller. The walls and doors stood inmeasureably huge beyond her dimension. The ceiling might as well as been the sky above. Then she finally caught the site before her. She fell to her knees as she beheld the image. The terrible image that she could not believe. Was it a man, or some disturbing image from her dreams. It seemed to stand hundreds of feet tall, inmeasureable all around, just looking at it made her feel even tinier, she melted down into the floor.
Klem looked down, he figured compared to her he must of stood some 90 to 110 feet tall, his cock reveled in his urge as he relished the image in his mind as to her conception of all this. He was now the giant master he always wanted to be, and more.
His mind just then began to leave all things normal, he basked in his power, even in this early time, he became drunk and wanted to devour his first take.
Klem reached down and plucked up the hapless woman in his fingers. Miss Beading saw his approach but could not prepare for him, as she became snarled quickly in his grasp. She could not fight off as she was transported upwards in his huge fingers, she was catapulted around, as Klem was learning how to hold such a tiny and fragile object. As he brought her upwarads, his hold tightened, The tiny woman was screaming as she felt all around her the pressure was smothering and crushing.
Klem finally brought her up to his face and opened his fist. to his both dismay and arousment, the tiny woman was balled up and limp in his fingers. He poked her about trying to make her stir or wiggle, but she seemed lifeless.
He cast a close eye on her and saw her that her body looked twisted and slightly crushed. Klem looked behind him and found the chair. He sat down just as he undid his pants. He sat down, and pulled off his panties and kicked them to his feet. He then smeared the tiny lifeless body on his shaft and began to massage it into his flesh. He used hard and long strokes as he felt his release approach. He rolled the body up to his tip, and stroked it along his slit, and slowly edged it deeper and deeper into his foreskin, until her came hard and messy.
His hand quickly overflowed. He responded by wiping it on his thighs, and went in to scoop up more of his climax. He finally tired and sat there with his hand on his crotch, gathering up the last remains of his orgasm.
As he felt finished he looked down in search of the tiny body. He wiped away the spent cum on his head, and slowly caught a glimpse of the balled up body within his foreskin. It seemed to shrink even more since the first time.
Klem exited the foray and entered the bathroom. He took a long wizz as he sat down. Still held the tiny body on his fingertip, he analysed it for the time he was relieving himself. As he finally finished he wondered what to do with it now that it was totally unuseable, he reached for a tissue paper. Sticking the balled up body on the soft topside, he flipped it and scooped his anus and clensed himself fully, before retrieving it up in his right hand to raise it up out of the toilet. Klem stood up and took a perverse look into the soiled tissue. He was only able to make out the tinies portions of the balled up body, as it now resembled bits of his own waste. he crumpled it up in his fist and tossed it down to the fast flushing toilet.
Klem washed his hands and felt a euphoric sense take over him. He was hooked and knew he required more to chase the new high.
He didn't have the guts to yet try to pick up any lingering women at any of the usual joints in town, but rather opted to go for a professional.
He scoured the redlight district and once he found a pleasureable model, he parked his car and walked to negotiate with her.
as Klem walked the gauntlet the other hookers called out to him. "Right her big boy." "Let me climb your cock." "how about two of us." They all tried to keep his eyes fixed on them, but he knew as to who he wanted. He walked up to the woman standing along the building wall, next to the phonebooth. She was smallish, clad in a tight red jacket, skirt, and chocolate stalkings. Her street name was Angie, A long time pro in these parts. She was some 5"3 and relatively thin and petite all over. She looked up to the imposing figure of Klem as he brought his 6"3 frame before her. "Looking for a date kong?" Angie spoke upwards. Klem knodded his head and responded. "How much?" "Don't talk here, big boy lets do it in the room." Angie replied. "No room, lets go to my place." Klem said. "Your place huh? well that will cost you more then." Angie tossed her cig. Klem opened his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills, and concieled in just enough for her to see. Angie looked down with wide eyes, took his arm. "Looks like you can afford it."
Klem kept look around and guided her to his hidden car.
Klem drove to his place and kept an eye for any police vice units usually in the area. He made it to his place and took the back way into his house with Angie in tow.
Klem locked the door and offered Angie a drink. Angie accepted and ordered a rum. Klem obliged and quickly arrive back with a tall glass of rum and coke.
Angie first went to business and demanded her price of $300.00 for being at his place. Klem counted off three bills and slapped in her palm. Angie stuffed the money in her pocket purse and layed it on the floor beneath her chair. She then rose up and started to guide her hands up Klem's legs toward his crotch. "So how so you want it Kong, do you like it rough, for that price you can do just about anything." Klem looked down at her and smiled. "Anything is what your going to do." both smiled and laughed, but only Klem was bemongst to his true meaning.
Klem had his pants and shorts off as Angie climbed to his lap and began to stroke his huge erection up in her hands. She marveled at how she had to use two hands to feel him off, always the pro, she liked to stroke her johns egos. Klem enjoyed the sentiments, but his mind was on the soon to be proceedings.
Angie rode onto of Klem, lap dancing and getting inserted a she teased and corted his advances. Klem merely sat quietly and enjoyed the show.
Angie sensed that she had a lazy participant on her hands, and looked forward to a low key affair, she used the extra energy to thorougly please him, she climbed his chest and lay her pussy on his manbreasts, before climbing further and soaking his face in her fragerance.
Klem brought her down and urged her to keep sucking him off, which Angie obliged. She took it in as far as she could muster with her petite jaw. Only able to take in the head and part of the foreskin, she licked and mouthed off on his erection.
Without warning, Angie doubled over and fell off Klem's knee. Klem spread his legs and watched as the already petite woman started to shrink further down in size. Klem sat forward and watched as the woman seemed to desolve down in between both his huge feet. As Klem watched her settle down to her final destination of 3 inches, he used the time to quickly take hold of her within his toes. He swirled his two huge toes around her and took her in thier folds.
Klem felt her squirming and wiggling about within his toes and relished in it as he felt himself off. He could feel the days sweat and grime between his toes and thought long and hard in his fantasy rage on how she is experiencing it now at her puny size. Klem listened hard for her tiny screams or moans, he was rewarded with the tiny pleas on every odd rubbing of his toes. He loosened his grip and let her cake off his hot foot. Klem watched as the tiny figure landed down below his heel risen foot. He then watched as she got up and frantically ran in circles, screaming and shrieking in tiny mouse like tones.
Klem wanted to fully enjoy this and thought of how he was going to proceed as he watched her earlier. He squated down on the floor, all the while she was still circling the floor. Klem found her and position her just as he sat down. He felt her insert into his hot cheeks and become enclosed. He then thought hard and forced a long flat and squishy flatulance across the floor below. Klem enjoyed the motion, and called out for another one. The next one just as squishy, and almost spurting forth. On the third one, Klem felt his grip on Angie loosen, as she as shot out onto the floor below.
Klem looked down and lost all control of himself in his delight, and unexpectedly dropped a long log onto her unprepared self. Klem shot up and and stopped his shit imediately. He sat ran to the toilet and finished himself off, before returning. he walked up to the discarded log and looked for the tiny woman. He finally discovered her beneath it as she managed to get her head out and was screaming uncontolably as the heavy log held her down. Klem marveled at the image, and had to keep himself in check as to not step on the log and squish it with her beneath. He opted to instead to retrieve her from underneath, and continue to enjoy the day.
Klem picked away at the log with a tissue and took it to the toilet to dispose of. As he returned he found Angie still layed out, as she was soiled and still screaming. "Feel like a little shit now huh?" Klem remarked as he was now getting drunk in his power once more. "Hope you last longer than the last one." Klem added as he kicked her over with his big toe. Angie rolled over a couple of times, before she got to her knees and looked to plead for mercy. Klem enjoyed this sight and reveled in it, as he stood over her, monstrously. He began to bellow in his new found rage. "I gonna fuck you flat, yo little shit, you're gonna see what my cum is made of as you drown in it." Klem shouted. Angie covered her ears and tried to find an escape. She eyed a spot and darted on her feet to run.
Angie didn't dare look behind her as she felt the floor beneath her feet rumble as the giant took after her.
Klem laughed as he only needed one step to reach her, as he placed his huge feet on either side of her, he stomped them and shook her off her feet. Angie stood up and ran again. And again Klem caught up immediatly and stomped her off her feet. Angie on her third and last attempt turned to her back and stared up at him. She quickly wished she hadn't as she stared up at his entire girth and fell into shock at the image he portrayed. With his huge belly, and thick and mountainous legs rising high above, His cock darted out like a hanging tower. She screamed as she was falling unconscous.
Klem looked down and noticed she stopped screaming or moving. He lightly kicked her around, but got no movement from her limp body.
Klem picked her up and held her in his hand as he thought. He then came up with some ideas to enhance his fantasy.
He placed her in a drawer, and left to garner more pros.
Klem was able to swing a deal to get some six of different hookers from a different corners. As he brought them into his car he treated them to a swig from a bottle, as he toasted their buisiness agreement. One by one each woman shrunk before his eyes. He kept them in the glove department as he went to garner more.
Klem returned to his house and with his new aquisitons he went to his bedroom and hid the frantic women in a drawer while he worked on a prop.
He fixed a low beam and soft light aimed at the floor, and had the lights in the room dark. He then got naked except for a pair of ankle high nylons he had from before. Klem climaxed a couple of times as he set up his prop and imagined what it was going to become as he pulled out his live props.
He then layed the girls on the floor and watched as they each stood around and questioned each other frantically on what was happening. Klem kept his presence unknown to them as he stood in the background like a god in play. He held Angie in his cumsoaked hand and waited to release her to the crowd below.
As the girls walked around under the soft lights not daring to delve into the darkness, Klem finally brought Angie down to join them. He opened his hand and pushed her forward to them.
Angie ran toward the confused girls and hugged two of them as she frantically cried out the situation. All the girls looked up at what possibly could be lurking high above them, when Klem decided to unleash his plans.
All the girls saw it immediately as Klem's huge nylon clad feet came down without mercy. Angie darted away as the two girls she was embracing were suddenly engulfed beneath Klem's one foot.
He sent his foot crashing down, and completely squished the girls under her foot, as he ground them like ants. Angie layed on her hips as she watched Klem's other foot take down three more girls. They didn't have much of any chance as they nylon foot took them and smothered them firmly as it hit the ground. Again Klem ground them firmly on the ground like bugs.
Klem then sat back and rose his feet triumphantly revealing the squashed remains of the call girls on various parts of his nylon clad soles. Klem peeled off the nylons and tossed them near the surviving ones. The nylons lofted down displaying the horrific images of the squashed girls between the smelly fabric.
Klem felt himself uncontrolable as he bent over and gathered up the remaining three in his fist.
He raised them up, as they screamed and squirmed in his hold. Klem thrust them into his underwear and began to firmly masturbate with each tiny girl smeard on his shaft and head. Klem roared his approval as he jacked off like never before, he figured he could muster up three orgasms before running out of steam.
He came hard for the first one, thorougly soaking the girls in his thick cream. He then returned to masturbation and conjured up his second and third orgasm.
Klem's shorts were becoming exremely heavy as they oozed out his spent cum, but he kept on playing, conjuring up more and more cum as he jacked along.
Klem even amazed himself as he was able to enjoy four orgasms. Thoroughly fazzled and tired out, Klem sat back and merely enjoyed the feeling of the squashy feel in his shorts as his pants were over filled. He spent many hours there in his chair as he dozed off a couple of times. When he awoke, he found his shorts sticky and caked to his body. He got up and started to peel them off.
Peering inside to catch a glimpse of his tiny girls. He was unable to see anything as it was still dark. Klem hobbled over to the light switch and flicked on the light. to his delight he saw his work to his liking. His shorts were in a excelerated form of waste, as he looked over crusty cum sweat and skid marks for his tiny beauties. He found one attached firmly to his flabby foreskin, entrenched halfway in and out, her head resting on his deflated head.
The other one he searched high and low, and found her deep in his skid mark, apparently forced there through excessive petting. Angie was found embedded in his pubs, amidst mounds of crusty cum. All the girls were imobile, as he anticipated.
Klem entered the shower stall, and washed off himself. He watched as the crusts and girls washed off and landed on the shower floor at his feet. They lay limp on the shower floor, as other debris whisked away into the drain.
Klem paid no attention to them now, and went about his business cleaning himself, devoid of their place on the floor.
Angie lifted up her head as the water shook her awake. As she looked around she suddenly knew of her whereabouts. She was able to just catch the image high above her. The giant's foot had already squashed the other two beneath his foot, and was bringing it down on her quickly. She watched and let out a tiny scream just as it surrounded her in darkness before slamming down on her mercilessly.
Klem slammed the floor with his feet as he cleaned himself off. As he shut off the water, he walked out taking the tatttoed smattering of the remains with him as he stepped into a towel.
Klem dried off and thought of the next session.
He thought of the reunion that was coming.
Boy did his mind work now....


Part 2 coming soon

Talisman