The man-turned-fly is stomped by his son

The porn video Jacob was watching took an unexpected turn. The sexy owner of the hot curvy ass started to shrink as the enormous cock pounded her. With each thrust of the manmeat the woman became smaller in greater increments, ultimately becoming so small she fell into the hard flesh monster's mouth.

"Fuck, I love when the tiny one meets a sour end... Heh." Jacob said darkly as he masturbated. He was very close to an orgasm by now. He clicked to play the next macrophilia video on his playlist, which featured a giant man stepping on the unfortunate citizens of a city that he had previously shrunk with a ray gun, the crowds dispersing like swarms of bugs as they ran around.

A tiny fly was also glued into the screen, not believing what his insectoid eyes were seeing. "(Woah, there's people who're into this kind of stuff, and my son is one of them? Very interesting...)" David the fly thought as he rubbed his tiny legs, his mind already scheming how he could make use of his son's fetish for his experiments.

"(Hey, son, I don't want to ruin your fun but those fake vids made by amateurs just playing around with computer video effects are very cheap-looking.)" The fly flew around the young man's head. "(What if I told you that with my Body Alteration Device we could fulfill those outrageously deranged desires of yours in real life?)"

Jacob stopped masturbating mid-stroke. He stared at the tiny insect intently.

"(Hahaha! I just knew you'd be interested!)" The fly landed on Jacob's knee and rubbed his hands._ "(With the B.A.D. we could reduce hot chicks to the size of a tiny peanut... They'd be like putty in your hands for you to do whatever the hell you want with them...)" The fly crawled up Jacob's leg, buzzing with excitement. "(They'd be so small and helpless in your power, they'd stare up at your giant body in awe... You'd look like God to them! That'd turn you on, am I wrong you dirty microphile?)"_

David could tell his son was turned on, he just had to look at the gigantic cock in front of him leaking precum like a fountain. Jacob's eyes were staring down at the fly, his mouth drooling with a slight grin forming up.

The fly rubbed his hands and his head as he thought of all the possibilities. "(We'll make a formidable team: genius dad and perverted son! You get to get off and I obtain valuable data for my research, a fair trade all around! Wow son, you look like you're about to cum, I know you're excited, but save up a little for when I find a suitable victim- er, subject for our experiments!)"

But David had forgotten a little detail. As a fly, he wasn't capable of human speech, and the only thing Jacob could hear out of his delusional ideas for the future was an annoying buzzing.

Jacob wasn't salivating because he found his dad's idea exciting, but because he was imagining the little bug as a tiny micro person. "Fuck, what a miserable bug, the poor thing doesn't know what awaits him...!" He thought aloud as he stood up, looking down at his father like the pest he was.

"(Yes, exactly! That's what your unfortunate victims will think when your giant body stands up and you menace them with your full colossal height! Just like you're doing right now! The insignificant bugs will see their life flashing in front of their minuscule eyes as you lift your smelly bare foot and stomp down to crush them! Yes, just like that! The poor buggers won't know what hit them-)"

STOMP!

Jacob's giant foot crunched down on his tiny father. David had the scare of his life right then and there as he felt the weight of his son across his whole body. Luckily, Jacob didn't press hard enough to crush him to ****. Not so luckily, that's exactly what Jacob pretended because he liked to play with his fallen tinies when they were most ****.

"(Aghh... What the... Being a fly is much more dangerous than I thought...!)" David was very dizzy when the giant foot was lifted off his puny insect body. He wasn't sure, but he felt his tiny self a bit flatter than before. His weakened wings buzzed pathetically. He wasn't too hurt, but before he could react he had been grabbed between his giant son's fingers. His fingers were sticky with cum. "(Yuck!)"

Jacob put on his red boxers, of the type that clung very tight to the body when worn. The outline of Jacob's cock was very visible as his son's hairy genitals were imprisoned in them. Now David lamented having bought underwear for his son's birthday.

"Guess where you're going to end up, tiny bug!" Jacob said to the confused fly as he pointed to his underwear. "I wonder... Do you prefer in the front or in the butt? Heh."

David was of Christian heritage so of course in his innocently missionary opinion he wouldn't do it in the butt... But he had the impression that wasn't what Jacob was referring to, and considering his current lack of speech he had to guess that this particular question was rhetorical.

The fly tried moving his wings but after having gotten drenched in his son's sticky cum it was very difficult for them to manage to take flight. His tiny insect mind was fearing what would happen to him, now fully aware that Jacob didn't see him as his father but as a disposable ugly bug in his grasp he could freely **** without any repercussion. "(Stuck as a fly in my own son's hands. What a dire situation... I feel like the David of ancient times confronting Goliath!)"

The colossal giant stretched the waistband of his boxers wide open and puny little David was carelessly let go towards the smelly, musky insides...