Giantess Dragoness

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Dominated by His Giant Fantasy

"Please..."

He begged her, the giantess towering, though the small husky's eyes shone with delight, pressed up to the underside of her sole. He couldn't see her but neither did Jesse want to, panting heavily, his tongue tickling her sole. Jesse didn't even know if she could feel him, nothing more than an ant, smaller than even a single one of her scales, brushing her foot, rolling it back and forth, back and forth over him.

"Such a small, weak soul..."

Her voice rumbled through the air, deep and cutting, somehow managing, even then, to get Jesse's cock even harder than it had been before. He didn't know how that was possible but his pink prick with an unformed knot at the base was as hard and as ready as it ever was when he was under her, the dragoness yawning widely. He didn't know that as he could see her, of course, but felt the shift and vibration of it course down her body, even through to the sole of her foot.

It was right where he wanted to be, the green of her scales lending an otherworldly quality to the darkness, secluded away soft and warm. The ground pressed up to his back, trapping him there, but all he could do was lick and nuzzle over every part of her foot that he could. His fur was black and white in traditional husky markings but there was no way to even know that there was a husky down there, under her foot, while she leaned back where she was resting. A hillock? It had to be something like that or even an actual hill, her legs bent and feet pressed down into the grass as she let the summer day pass in a soft, warm glow. What more, after all, did a giantess dragoness like her need to concern herself with in the slightest?

The husky was so small, so tiny, helpless there, cock drooling constantly. He'd never leaked so much pre-cum before, the fur of his bare crotch slick with it, clinging to the area around his sheath. There was simply nowhere else for it to go, moans slipping from his lips like pre-cum from his cock, the tip tapered and leaving smears of his mess over her scales. It was so small, however, that the little husky doubted that she would ever notice it. To her, he was utterly insignificant.

"Hm..."

She groaned lightly, wriggling her toes, her heels pressing down a little more into the ground, lending him to believe that he had to be up somewhere under the ball of her foot. A flash of short, blunt claws caged his prison, toes curling so that they dug into the ground as if to make a faux kind of cell for him. It was not one that the husky had any desire at all to leave, even if that may have, ultimately, been something of a better option for him. Lust, alas, led one astray into dangerous and exciting forays, though they were just what made his life what it was, kept him going day after day. Life would have been boring, after all, if Jesse never went out there and tried something new. Even with a partner that didn't even know he was there, the mere existence of him something she could pass over in but a single breath.

Would she crush him? He shivered. Jesse could not have said whether that was something that he wanted or not, so great was his lust. He wanted to be "gone" in that way, gone and lost, the infinite pressure of her body dominating him the very last thing that he knew of the world. And yet that too was a fantasy too far, clinging to her, whimpering and moaning, wanting to stay right there where he was in the moment forevermore. Her foot rolled over him, kneading and pressing, and he whined, his paws braced up against her, though she easily had him bending his elbows. There was an easy power in the giantess as she manipulated him lightly, the mere flexing of her foot enough to have him panting, wondering if he had pushed things too far.

"Hmmm... I think I have a little stowaway under her..."

And then there was daylight, stark and beautiful in the summer glow, her foot lifting from him even as a giant hand reached lower and lower. A smirk lay on the dragoness' lips, the enormity of her difficult for his mind, even then, to come to terms with. He was smaller than the first joint of her forefinger, pinching him lightly between that finger and her thumb, lifting him up and up and up. Weightlessness overcame him as he whined and whimpered, cock still out. Could she see that? The beautiful giantess with a smile on her lips that promised so much trouble for him?

Oh, Jesse did so hope he was in trouble!

"Little one, I don't think you should be squashing yourself under my foot now, do you?"

Her voice lilted over him like swiftly flowing water in a mountain creek and yet, due to the tenor of her voice, held the memory of a thundering, dominating ocean in it too. The anthro dragoness boasted a pair of wings sprouting from between her shoulders, from the shoulder blades, but those were hardly the focus of the moment as he dangled closer and closer to her breasts, his eyes wind and tongue lolling out.

"Come on, little one," she giggled, though her laughter was more of a rumble than anything else. "Let's get you comfy..."

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