Have Her Worship Your Cock

You stare down at your pixie-framed friend, and a sudden surge of heady power mixed with lust courses through your system.

“I know that look in your eyes,” Gabby scoffs, still with the confidence of a normal-sized person, “you know you want to. I want to, as well… why don’t you undo your little… tent pole there, and I’ll climb all over it, make you feel good in the process?”

Yeah, she’s clocked you — for what it’s worth —all your desires. That’s why you made these changes, after all. That’s why you transformed her into a bustier, petite-r model.

“Y-yeah,” you finally muster. Heart pounding as you slowly undo your pants, your body instinctively starts moving towards the couch, inching closer to Gabby. You shuffle with your trousers wrapped around your ankles, and, by the time you come face-to-face… pelvis-to-face with her, you grip the hems of your boxers and let them fall. Your cock springs out, pulsing with a needy, animalistic energy. Gabby lets out a soft gasp as your shaft rises to meet her body, covering more than half her height, and rests almost as thick.

“Told you he’d look huge.” Gabby takes a couple of sultry steps forward on the cushion and places a soft hand on the length of it, the gentle but precise pressure radiating pleasure through your cock. She circles it like a lioness inspecting her catch, hungry and licking her lips as her eyes hone in on her meal. “There’s only one reason why you gave me this body… these boobs…” Gabby plants herself in front of the tip, which she holds down with a dainty hand like a professional handler to a ravenous dog. Stepping forward, she pushes it up, up, up until it slaps against your stomach, and keeps it there as she stares you down. “What if I just…” her voice lets out, husky and broken as her boobs begin to press against your impressive length. She pushes her whole body against your cock as if it were a glass shower wall, mashing her ponderous pixie pillows up and down your shaft. You shudder with electricity as her tongue darts out of her mouth to precisely lap at your glans, dripping droplets of precum that could soak her entire 1’ figure. Tits held firmly in place, Gabby strokes up and down the underside of your dick, and you feel the low vibration from her laughter as she pokes her head up from your shaft: “Mmmm, you like it when I press my tits on your big cock? You like it when I…” she pauses to wrap her arms around your girth, squeezing you from all sides, “hug your dick like this, baby? It sure seems like you do, I can feel you pulse against my boobs. You’re gonna… you’re gonna cum soon, aren’t you?”

You nod, a strained grunt all you can manage to release from your throat. With a practiced ease Gabby reaches up to scoop a drop of precum in her hands, filling her palm as she languidly lathers it all over her titties. The moment her slicked up chest comes into contact with your cock, a jolt of ecstasy shoots up through your spine, causing you to thrust forward.

“Woah!” You feel Gabby hold on to your shaft for dear life, clinging to your girth as she balances herself once more, “You better control that bucking, cowboy, or I’m gonna topple over and fall off the couch or something! I am only twice the height of your dick…” And just like that, she flips a switch, immediately falling back under the spell of your enrapturing cock, licking and stroking and tittyfucking away, her whole body in motion to please that giant shaft of yours.

You can feel the pressure build inside you, the impending promise of release knocking on your door starting gently at first, but quickly coming to an incessant cacophony that becomes the only thing on your mind. Gabby, ever the attentive person, doubles her efforts, flying into a precum-drenched frenzy as she slides herself against your cock faster than ever before. “Come on baby, don’t hold back on me now… I want you to shower my tiny body and big tits with all your cum. Drench me in it, baptize me with it,” she says with the authority only a 1’ tall queen could command. “Now.”

The word hits you like a load of bricks, and with it, you freeze. Muscles tense, the air around you coming to a stop as your knees nearly buckle. With one reverent exhale, you draw out the dregs of a moan as your entire body shudders, your abdomen clenching as you release, the first rope of cum shooting like a geyser above Gabby’s head, only to splatter on her face and smear all over her petite frame. The aftershocks are made even better as she doesn’t take a moment to stop, continuing to jack off your cock as more and more of your hot jizz rains down on her. Even as you slow down, cum leaks from the tip, slowly cascading over onto your shaft and then, inevitably, onto her waiting body.

“Mmmm, yes, such a good boy, coating me entirely with all that cum… is this what you wanted? To have me be your pocket cock worshipper? To change me into a tiny little fucktoy with juicy tits?” She takes a hand and rubs the sticky white fluid around her chest, and you swear you catch a smile through all of that cum, “I think that’s exactly what you wanted… although, I think these boobs are much more suitable in a different place, like… your mouth maybe. Suffocating you, as I straddle you and grind on your lap… could we do that next, babe?”

Well, you did have your fun with Gabby as a Barbie doll-sized person. What do you want to do next with her?