The Tastiest Revenge

Story by Joshiah on SoFurry

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#2 of Macro/Micro Stories

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This story is the sequel to our most recent post, wherein Rose had me pinned under her paw, ready to tease me to the brink. In the follow up, the tables have been turned, and now it seems that Rose is the one in danger, perhaps of being eaten!

I'd never actually eat her, but the element of danger creates a delightful aphrodisiac that entices both parties to play along, and enjoy a very special tongue bath.

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"L...look, you know I was just teasing you, right? This really isn't n-necessary..."

Just as her lover experienced the fear of shrinking before, it was Rose's turn to fall down through a vortex of her own gigantic clothing and fabric, at the behest of a transformative substance. She'd been cautious the whole week, knowing that Joshiah had to have some kind of revenge in his back pocket, but after making it through Friday and waking up to the smell of delicious waffles Saturday morning, she'd completely forgotten about her potential troubles.

That made it so much more satisfying for her favorite hybrid to watch, as her expression went fearful, and her body began to shrink into itself. The long, oversized t-shirt that acted as her pajamas was like a blanket in seconds, but she knew just how effective the potion was; she didn't sit and wallow in the fabric of her panties as she literally fell into them.

She was off and running even before Joshiah reacted to the sight of her change, but somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew that her efforts would be too little, too late.

"Of course you were just teasing me. I still haven't gotten off," Joshiah was all too happy to point out, as he loomed menacingly over her tiny form. Every part of her body was still in a proper distribution, but she was so tiny that she couldn't possibly have gotten up the speed to escape, even when she dove for the couch.

She felt the weight of his footpaw upon her back as she tried to slide under, and no matter how she pushed on her hands and knees, she couldn't move from under the weight of his pads.

"Seems like a pretty extreme way to take revenge," she continued to protest her situation as bare breasts pushed down against the cool hardwood of the floor. "Whatever happened to showing a little mercy?!"

"Oh...I'm very merciful," he argued. "I could have put something in our dinner anytime this week, if I wanted to. I just know how stressful the average day can be for you, and I didn't figure you'd mind a little game of chase to get the weekend started."

Rose rolled her eyes. "Well, you got me. You can let me go now, dork."

"I said I was merciful. I didn't say I was stupid enough to pass up this chance at revenge."

Kneeling down and keeping his footpaw in place wasn't easy, but Joshiah managed the feat, keeping his pressure consistent upon her form. He didn't want to cause her any pain, or even any discomfort, but she clearly didn't trust his intentions just yet, given what she'd done to him before.

Knowing how cruel the coyofolf was in his stories, Rose tried scrambling forth again the moment that she felt the pressure ease off of her back. She made it as far as kneeling over in front of the giant hybrid, her paws pressed helplessly into the floor, doing nothing to dissuade his advances.

"You're just_determined_ to do this, aren't you?"

"You have no idea what I'm gonna do, dear."

"If it involves crushing me under your paws, I don't think I'm gonna like it."

Joshiah's paw kept a constant and even pressure down on Rose, allowing her to squirm, but she couldn't even hope to break free. She could glare back over her shoulder at him as he leaned over and set the ethereal weight of his eyes upon her, but she couldn't do anything to overwhelm the very real weight of his digits upon her body.

She could only try to control the subtle, nervous quivers of her thighs as Joshiah leered between them, admiring her naked form with all of the shamelessness and lust that a giant would be allowed to have.

"Crushing you would be a pretty stupid thing to do, dontcha think? I kinda like you," he replied, teasing her in such a way that she often did to him. "Still, you crushed me in the yard, rubbed my cock with your feet and then never let me get off...and for that, you do need to be punished."

Perhaps it was his career that gave the hybrid such a broad idea of what a punishment was, but Rose was gulping back a nervous lump as she looked over her shoulder, watching his muzzle descend that much closer to her. She wasn't the smallest micro he'd ever seen, but she'd fit just within the confines of his maw, if he decided to open it.

She could feel the moist warmth of his breath drowning over her as his fangs parted, and while she feared the worst, she couldn't decide if it was relief, or confusion that washed over her body as his massive tongue brushed along the back of her legs, forcing her tail upward and coating her rump in a thin layer of saliva.

The long, delicate fluff of the appendage stayed up and out of the way as Rose cocked a brow at her monstrous captor, expressing her concerns even then, though she was starting to doubt she was in any real danger. "A tongue bath is your idea of a punishment these days?"

"I could hear you whimpering...I just wanted to give you a quick scare."

"Buttmunch."

"If you're not careful, I'll keep you honest for calling me that," Joshiah reminded her of their respective positions in the moment, but he didn't allow her a chance to reply. It was sloppy, unable to be precise given their difference in size, but Rose couldn't deny a rush of eager pleasure running through her womanhood as the flat of his tongue brushed back down over the whole of her lower half, tickling and teasing every sensitive nerve that she had, and a couple that she'd never bothered to try stimulating before.

She found it impossible to stay still, but a quiver of fear was no longer the cause. She was squirming with a delight that she hadn't planned on, and though her body wasn't quite that quick to adjust, she was warming up to the idea of a proper tongue bath awfully fast.

"S-still...don't think this is a p-punishment..." she did her best not to groan with delight as his tongue pressed up against the back of her body, curling up against her rump and leaving that delicious warmth right along the thin, beautiful slit of her sex.

Any lack of moisture was quickly erased by the presence of his slick, oozing saliva, and while the excess trickled down between her thighs and dripped down to the floor, the tiniest little strand of the same snuck out from the side of her lips and began running down the side of her chin. The fear she once felt was melting just as quickly as she was, and though she couldn't reach back to tickle her clit, or reach forth to grip at her breasts, it seemed her lover was intent on giving her quite the experience.

I told him that being micro was better. Glad he's starting to see the light, she thought, though her mind's words carried a little hubris with them.

"Hold still, little girl. I know you love the feel of my tongue, but if you squirm too much..."

He trailed off from there. The false element of danger was always an exciting one, and Rose couldn't help her trembling rump and quivering thighs against the warm, massive weight of the wet muscle. Somehow, the threat of his fangs was just a tiny bit more enticing, knowing that he wasn't actually going to use them...but his tongue refused to leave any part of her body untouched, as the length squeezed through the gap of her thighs and slicked across her tummy, right up to the soft, full orbs of her breasts.

Being so wet was almost never a bad thing, and Rose came to wish that she had more freedom to move and tease herself as the tongue began passing back and forth across the whole of her form. All the while, Joshiah's hot, enticing breath caressed over every inch of her being and poured down against her cunt, making it impossible for her body to sit entirely still...and she wasn't going to complain about his paws acting like a form of bondage on her body.

She was going to complain dearly as she felt his tongue pulling back from her stiff, perked nipples and glistening folds.

"W...w-wait a minute! Why'd you stop?!"

"Hm? Oh, that's right! I never told you what your punishment was," he replied with an utterly nonchalant tone. He wiped a little of the drool from his muzzle with the back of his free paw, and without so much as a shrug, he released his lover and stood upright. "You saw it fit to leave me hanging for the rest of the week, so..."

"Don't. You. Dare."

Even though she was the much, much smaller of the pair at the moment, Joshiah felt a legitimate fear at her tiny, angry voice. "I mean...all's fair, isn't it?"

Rose knew that she couldn't rightly force him to finish servicing her, in her current state...but she knew that he could be reasoned with.