{"sf1_id":1757353,"sf2_id":"V1YJqwDe","title":"Paparazzi went wrong","author":"IsaacKonos","words":7966,"posted_at":"2021-08-28T17:19:00.000Z","tags":["Body Exploration","Bulge entrapment","Canine","Dog","Doggy","Extreme Size Difference","Husky","Isaac konos","Macro","Micro","Paparrazi","Photos","Roel","Shrink","Siamese Cat","Unaware/aware","camera","celebrity"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1757353-paparazzi-went-wrong","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/V1YJqwDe","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c8/7a/c87a9e64-0648-4160-a9e0-bc21cc563c30","description":"\"A famous paparazzi know for taking the best photos out of many celebrities finds himself in a pitty situation upon having his secret method revealed by a famous Siamese Cat\".\n\n\nAfter a long time, here I got a new story commission again. A lots of unaware and body exploration are planned for this one. Among some extreme size difference of course. All of that happening on the body of your favorite massive, Siamese Cat~Story commission for itsthatonegiy (on FA)Google drive link\n\nPosted using PostyBirb","content":"The sun was hot, but not as hot as one could expect talking about Angra dos Reis. Especially  \nduring the summer. Being a heavenly island Angra, also known as the Florída of South  \nAmerica, the place attracts all sorts of tourists, but only those who actually possess a deep  \npocket manage to keep up with the island's expensive prices. Even the locals happen to be the  \nhappy owners of thick bank accounts. As a result, the whole place is covered by huge, fancylooking hotels and little mansions as the local regulations of the island don't allow for big  \ndomestic projects. Environment first.  \nBesides all of that, Angra was also the favorite resting place for a well-known feline. The  \nwell popular Siamese Cat Isaac Knows. The pop-anthro loves to spend prolonged holidays  \nand vacations on the island. Being a well-known client by one of the island's hotels, Isaac  \nalways books the same suite with direct access to the exclusive sand strip within the hotel's  \nlimits.  \nThat day-specific was a somewhat busy and rushed one. Isaac had a long month ahead,  \nstarting next week, so the Feline decided to take the little time he had during the weekend to  \ncome by his favorite hotel at Angra dos Reis to relax, rest and restore his energies. However,  \neven though Isaac's stay was supposed to be short, someone else was lurking for the elegant  \nCat other than just the casual hotel staff.  \nRoel, a name not very well so popular as Isaac. But a known name as well, especially by  \ngossip magazines officers. The young, anthropomorphic Husky was one of the best paparazzi  \nphotographs out there. Roel happens to be at the right place and at the right moment, always!  \nNobody knows for sure how he manages to do that, but the Doggy's photos are good, and in  \nninety percent of the cases, they result in sales success.  \nOne of the factors that play a major role in Roel photos' success is their angles. Many people  \nwonder how the Husky manages to get so many good angles out of the celebrities without  \nthem even noticing his presence at all! That is a second important fact about Roel. He never  \ngets caught! NEVER! That does give the Doggy's reputation the title of stainless. And today,  \nIsaac was on the Canine's radar.  \nThe last months haven't been easy for the Cat. Dropping throughout the ranks, the Siamese  \nCat was kicked out of the top three ranks by the Fur and Glitter magazine just two weeks ago.  \nSome critics attributed that to the fact that the Feline got a bit fatter during the lockdown and  \nlost some of his curves. But right now, Isaac couldn't care less about all of that. Next week,  \nthe Feline had scheduled a brand new photo shooting section with a new digital magazine  \nstarting off. Things looked promising, if only...  \n...  \nRoel was walking back and forward. The Doggy was starting to think he might have  \ncommitted a mistake and that all the effort to fly to that expensive island for the rich and  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; popular around the south shore of Rio de Janeiro was an incredible waste of time and some  \nmoney.  \n\"Well, great! He won't show up! I was almost sure he wasn't going to show up here this  \nweekend. Nobody can actually pull off a tight schedule like that and then find time to relax in  \nbetween. Got write a self-reminder to never trust Alex again....\"  \nThe Doggy said to himself and then decided it was best to pack his equipment, including his  \nprofessional camera, tripod, and a suitcase full of professional long-distance lenses.  \n\"Where is it?... Ah! here!\"  \nRoel spoke as he grabbed a weird-looking device in the form of a small bottle of water.  \nBringing it up close to his face to access a small display showing the number 17%.  \n\"Great! It is far from fully charged yet... Well... ok... I guess I could try to climb down here  \nby using the hammock....\"  \nAnd then, the anthropomorphic Canine procced to execute his plan after putting his stuff  \ntogether. But instead of using the hammock as some sort of rope to climb down from the  \nhotel room, no; instead Roel, after grabbing his somewhat heavy suitcase, started to walk  \nthrough the massive, seemingly endless wood surface he happened to have placed his  \ncampsite towards the equally large, gigantic hammock resting empty by its side.  \nThat was Roel's secret for sneaking some of the best, hottest photos out of popular  \npersonalities through the world, a professional camera, a couple of professional long-distance  \nlenses, and an illegal size manipulator device.  \nUpon approaching the edge of what happened to be the corner table, Roel took all the care in  \nthe world to safely make it from the massive, plane wood desert. The surface of the table. To  \nthe even bigger, larger, red fabric, a wavy desert that made up the hammock. The Husky  \ncould have dropped his equipment on the soft hammock, but given the sheer size scale, the  \ndistance from the table's surface, and the size of the red fabric would result in his equipment  \nhitting the red surface as if it were concrete. Strangely enough, though, the moment the  \nDoggy landed his paws on the surface of the hammock itself as soft as usual, despite the fact  \nthe fabric didn't even bend beneath his weight.  \n\"Ok, now the shortest pathway to the door is to that direction... I think...\"  \nRoel took some extra minutes to memorize his surroundings. The miniature-sized anthro  \ndidn't want to risk getting lost in the middle of an endless hammock, and considering his  \ncurrent size, only about 0.1 millimeters tall, to get lost in that hammock meant hours upon  \nhours of a long journey through massive hills made out of pure, soft fabric.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But, just as Roel was preparing to lift up his suitcase and make his first step...  \nTHUMP!!!  \nThe sound of a loud explosion, immediately followed by a low, distant tremor, made the  \nDoggy go frozen in place! Instantly dozens of thoughts crossed the little Canine's mind.  \nThoughts about titanic room maid, using massive vacuum cleaners to clean up the room and  \ninadvertently taking away a tiny, living particle of dust called Roel among with it!  \nTHUMP!!!  \nAgain! A second loud explosion, this one a little bit louder and closer than the previous one!  \nHowever, this time Roel was able to listen to a familiar voice...  \nTHUUUMMMP!!!  \nFinally, the door leading to the balcony opened up, revealing the towering, multi-kilometers  \ntall Siamese Cat. The voice the puny Doggy heard before belonged to Isaac!  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n\"Yeah,... Yes! I know... Ok, fine!\"  \nIsaac said before hanging up his phone. The Feline was still somewhat covered in beach sand  \nwhen he gentle threw his phone at the bed in the hotel room before walking to the balcony.  \nThe Feline would casually stand right in front of the red hammock that awaited him, leaning  \nhis half-naked body over the hammock to open up the small cooler placed on top of the  \ncorner table.  \n\\*\\*\\*  \nRoel was left in awe for a few moments! This wasn't the first time he was doing such a thing.  \nNeither was it the first time he was that tiny. But the angle! Being able to stare at a  \ngargantuan, twink like Feline, who was wearing nothing more than a very tight black speedo  \nfrom the surface of a hammock located precisely at half thighs high, was impressive! To  \nmake it even better, Isaac leaned himself over the hammock, allowing his outlined bulge to  \nbecome even more outlined and to loom right above Roel! Turning the tiny Doggy's sky into  \nnight for a moment!  \n\"Wow! I need to get that in-camera!!!\"  \nThe Canine spoke to himself as he immediately dropped both his suitcase and the bottleshaped device, aiming his camera towards the sky and taking a short sequence of photos.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Nice!!!\"  \nRoel said upon moving the camera's screen to his face to check the results. But shortly after  \nthat, as if a reminder to the anthro canine about the peril of his situation, a massive, almost  \ncity block-sized droplet came crashing down by north of his location the red fabric surface  \nbelow. The splash generated by a single droplet was huge and powerful! Judging by the size  \nof the waves that single droplet managed to create before being fastly absorbed by the fabric,  \nthat droplet would have been catastrophic if it had hit Roel's spot.  \n\"Fine! I get it! Time to flee!\"  \nThe tiny paparazzi had done this a dozen times before, but never that close! The plan was  \nalways, get inside the same room or environment within the celebrities, take nasty photos of  \ntheir intimacies and then flee. Generally, that requires Roel to get in position earlier, before  \nthe arrival of whoever happens to be the popular personality of the moment, prepare and  \nsuch. By the time the Canine's operations are finished, the size manipulator would have  \nalready recharged itself.  \nBut not today. Today Roel was facing an entirely new situation as he thought Isaac wasn't  \ngoing to show up. This wasn't the first time he would have to improve, but definitely the first  \ntime he found himself so up close to the body of a being who happened to be dozens of  \nkilometers taller than himself!  \nRoel decided to look one more time upwards before actually getting himself to run. Admiring  \nthe vast, slim extension of Isaac's upper body and the bulge between his thick thighs.  \n\"Man! Imagine the shoots I could take if I stay!...\"  \nThe Paparrazi daydreamed, but soon he realized how easily he could die if staying!  \nEspecially judging by that simple but very effective power demonstration he just witnessed.  \nBut, unfortunately, Roel was out of time, and the decision was made for him.  \n\\*\\*\\*  \n\"Ah! Nice! Black beer~.\"  \nIsaac spoke to himself upon removing a cold bottle of black beer from the small cooler. One  \nof the advantages of being a long-time customer of the same hotel. They already knew his  \ntastes and his likes when it comes to room service.  \nThe massive, pop anthro would simply turn himself around upon getting a firm hold on the  \nglass bottle, facing his large, hard hips to the red hammock and simply letting his body go.  \nResting his weight on the hammock below.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*\\*\\*  \nRoel's heart stopped beating for a minute! The scene unfolding itself just a few kilometers  \nabove his head was breathtaking and dangerous as hell! The tiny Doggy was provided with  \nan impressive view of the huge Feline's butt, and even more than that. As Isaac prepared  \nhimself to rest his body on the hammock, Roel could see and hear the black fabric of his  \nfancy speedo stretching itself to follow the curves of Isaac's moving tail.  \nThe sequences of events that followed were so fast, Roel's brain barely had the time to  \nprocess! The puny Canine could only watch as a pair of outlined balls falling fast got closer  \nand closer! The closer they got, the bigger they got! Soon enough, the professional paparazzi  \nnoticed that a single testicle of that Cat boy could easily crush entire mountain ranges! And  \nwithout the owner not even notice, it happened beneath his divine weight.  \nThe first part of Isaac to make contact with the hammock was his left thigh, the thick piece of  \nmeat and muscle immediately bend the elastic fabric, causing not only an earthquake, one of  \nthe biggest earthquakes the tiny Doggy ever experienced in his whole life, but also sent Roel  \nflying into the sky!  \nPoor Roel found himself flying up and up, holding his equipment as tightly against his body  \nand worrying about the possibility of falling off the hammock straight to the floor kilometers  \nbelow! He knew the fall wouldn't kill him, thanks to the properties of the shrinking process.  \nBut it would certainly hurt him pretty bad.  \nHowever, the anthro canine wouldn't get the chance to fly out of that hotel room so easily.  \nWhile still feeling his body ascending upwards in high speed, Roel felt himself hitting facefirst against a wall! A black, warm, slightly damp fabric wall. The warmth radiating through  \nthe fabric was powerful, just as the scent passing right through it as well. A strong,  \ncharacteristic male scent that could only be found on the underwear or on the crotch of  \nsomeone. It didn't take much for Roel to realize. He collided against the incoming ballsack of  \nthe titanic anthropomorphic Feline.  \n\\*\\*\\*  \nIsaac adjusted himself on the hammock, taking a sip out of the bottle of black beer, all the  \nwhile having absolutely no idea about the situation unfolding itself down below and  \nunderneath his body. And without even finishing the bottle, the massive Feline prepared  \nhimself to take a short nap on the hammock, just when his mobile started to buzz with an  \nincoming call.  \n\"Aff!!!\"  \nThe Siamese Cat said as he noticed it was his manager calling,... again...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Hi, hi! So, you see! I told you I would make it! And I avoided the airport by taking a ride on  \na friend's yate. No need to worry about the media either. I bet the paparazzi are still waiting  \nfor me at the local airport or something....\"  \nIsaac spoke through the phone to his manager, not even imagining at least one the said  \npaparazzi was actually extremely close to him right now.  \n\\*\\*\\*  \nThe moment the gargantuan Siamese Cat finally finished resting his half-naked body on the  \nhammock. Roel found his tiny form all compressed and pinned underneath multiples tons of  \nCat orbs. The Doggy was forced to deal with Isaac's body heat, potent male musk, and the  \nnatural humid that forms underneath one's balls, and that wasn't even the beginning of his  \nproblems. During the whole scene, Roel ended up losing sight of his suitcase along with his  \nsize manipular device! Needless to say that without that thing, the Canine was stuck at that  \npuny size and even worse. Roel would never come back to normal size again without that  \nspecific device, as the device in question had his body pattern saved within its internal  \nmemory!  \n\"Oh dear lord! Tell me that the device didn't get crushed by his balls!...\"  \nVACUUM! VRUUUM!!  \nUnfortunately for Roel, it looked like luck wasn't by his side anymore as the godly sized  \nSiamese Cat simply decided to readjust himself on the hammock, and without knowing it, he  \nwas careless rubbing and grinding the punny Canine trapped underneath his right orb back  \nand ford, ensuring Roel was going to get face full after face full of ball's sweat and pore  \nmasculine aroma.  \nFinally, when the titanic Cat was done adjusting himself, Roel was allowed to relax and take  \na deep breath, for he was still alive and one piece. Even though his lungs were filled with  \noverpowerful male musk, enough to burn his lungs inside out. Isaac's musk wasn't all that  \npowerful. In fact, it was quite faint and almost imperceptible, but it was the sheer size  \ndifference responsible for all the suffering the tiny, puny Doggy was being forced to endure.  \nAfter taking a moment to recover himself, Roel realized he was allowed to move. Making use  \nof the thin layer of sweat that formed between his small body and the black fabric of that  \nspeedo, the anthro canine managed to crawl his way through underneath that mountain-sized  \ntesticle. After some good minutes and a lot of effort, Roel managed to pop his head out in the  \nopen again.  \nTaking a deep breath one more time, this time being allowed to breathe something that wasn't  \nonly air overloaded with masculine aroma, Roel took in his new surroundings as he tried to  \nunderstand his precise location. Looking left and looking right, the miniature-sized Doggy  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; was able to see nothing but thighs, gigantic, oversized, muscle thighs! Toned thighs!  \nStretching themselves for kilometers! And, resting right above the pair of nuts on top of the  \nCanine was an impressively large and round dick head! The puny Doggy was forced to waste  \nsome seconds to stare at that impressive sight. Even if flaccid, Isaac's dickhead was so tightly  \npressed against the black fabric of his speedo that the outlines of almost every single fold of  \nhis foreskin were to show, leaving little to nothing for imagination.  \n\"Holy shit! This is it! I need to add that one to my portfolio as well!\"  \nRoel spoke to himself as he immediately grabbed the camera that was attached to his  \nnecklace. The only piece of equipment left with him, besides his phone safely kept in his  \npocket. The Doggy aimed his lenses upwards, quickly finding the right angle, pressing the  \ncamera's trigger, and then...  \n\"FINE! I GOT IT! I'LL HAVE TO GO NOW. WE CAN DISCUSS IT FURTHER  \nNEXT MONDAY.\"  \nThe booming voice of that god-like twink Cat rocked his pathetical body to the bone! To the  \npoint, he ended up losing his balance only to fall face-first against the damp, black wall of  \nfabric that rested in front of him.  \n\"AH! FINALLY, I CAN TAKE A NAP! I HAVEN'T SLEEP WELL THE WHOLE  \nWEEK.\"  \nThe godly Feline spoke to himself while resting his phone on the NFC charger placed on the  \ncorner table. Thanks to the size scale, Roel could barely understand what the titanic Isaac was  \nsaying, but he managed to understand enough.  \n\"He'll sleep! That means he'll stay in place, and hopefully, he won't move much as well!\"  \nRight now, the tiny Paparrazi had two opportunities at hand. He could take what he got and  \nflee safely without being caught, another big victory. Or he could double the bets and stay  \naround the massive, asleep Kitty's body taking multiples photos from as many angles he  \ncould.  \nRoel looked at the seemingly endless extension of Isaac's legs and thighs one more time,  \nbarely being to see the Cat's paws far, far away in the distance, and then he looked back  \nupwards at the twink Cat's impressive bulge. At that moment, the tiny Doggy made his  \ndecision. Standing upfront with the very base of the ballsack that a few moments ago was just  \nthreatening to crush him out of existence, Roel used both hands to grab the black, soft, and  \nfancy fabric to begin his climbing upwards.  \nWith Isaac asleep, Roel was able to enjoy calm weather during his climbing. That didn't mean  \nthe climbing wasn't hard, though. It was summer, the day was hot, and the godly Feline's  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; body was sweating, even if little, to Roel, that was more than enough to make his life quite  \ntroublesome.  \nThe black fabric of Isaac's speedo was drenched in sweat, especially around the particular  \nregion the puny Doggy was trying to climb. To make it worse, every now and then, a  \nmassive, innocent sweat droplet would pass through Roel, near missing him. If something  \nthat big ever hit the poor Canine, he would, at the very best, be sent all the way downwards  \nback to the base of that colossal bulge he was so trying to climb. Maybe, Roel could even end  \nup drowning in the salty ocean.  \nEventually, Roel was managed to get himself on top of the Feline's massive orb. Standing  \nright on top of the large, round mountain made the Doggy feel like he was on top of the  \nworld! Looking around, the tiny paparazzi was able to notice how every single detail was  \nhuge! The Canine felt like the body of that divine Cat would never cease to amaze him! That  \nuntil Roel looked to his side only to be left agape by realizing that a single vein running  \nthrough the side of that divine Cat's dick was considerably bigger and larger than his whole  \nbody! And thanks to the tight speedo, the thing was quite well outlined by the fabric!  \n\"Je!!! I got take that one too!\"  \nThe anthro Canine spoke while preparing his camera to add that image to his portfolio. He  \nmight have lost most of his equipment, but so far, he was calculating that the money was  \ngoing to make in return out of that endeavor would be more than enough to replace the lost  \nequipment, probably crushed to dust now somewhere around the nether regions of that titanic  \nCat.  \nThe camera took a fast, thirty shots out of that wonderful landscape with a click on the  \nbutton.  \n\"Nice!\"  \nUnfortunately, Roel got so distracted with his doings that the Doggy didn't even notice the  \nmassive tsunami made out of pure salty liquid forming some meters above his location and  \nrunning fast towards his direction. By the time the puny Canine heard the sound of the  \nmassive amount of liquid fast running and approaching, it was too late. The city block-sized  \ndroplet of warm sweat was already too close!  \nRoel only had enough time to hold on tight to this camera before being enveloped by the  \ndroplet. Once inside that moving sweat droplet, Roel noticed immediately how even tiny,  \ninnocent things, such as one of the most basic defense mechanisms on someone else body,  \ncould have such a huge impact on his life. That innocent droplet had its own flow system  \ninside, which managed to make the poor, puny Doggy hit against every single fold and curve  \non the black speedo belonging to that massive, godly Cat during his fall downwards. Lucky,  \nRoel didn't get hurt, neither drowned. But, by the time he managed to get himself back on his  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; two feet and looked one more time upwards, he would immediately realize that he just wasted  \nabout half an hour of work as he found himself back at the base of that massive, black bulge  \nagain.  \n\"Shit! That was unfair!\"  \nThe paparazzi spoke to himself, however just as he finished that sentence the very ground  \nbeneath him started to shake, and the muscle, imposing walls like thighs on his both side  \nstarted to rumble! Roel immediately understood what was about to happen! Isaac was about  \nto move, or better saying, he was about to adjust himself during his sleep!  \nThe rumbling noise of countless tons of muscles and meat that made up that thick, tone thighs  \nonly increased among the earthquake vibrating Roel's whole world! At that moment, the  \npunny Canine realized just how lucky he was while staring upwards. After having fallen to  \nhis back, Roel noticed that massive, flaccid dick of the Feline moved as Isaac adjusted  \nhimself and ended up resting its impressive form and weight right on top of the spot over the  \nright ball of the Feline that Roel happened to be on top of just a few minutes ago.  \nWhen the whole thing calmed down, Roel could gulp down a cold swallow upon realizing  \nthat he just escaped being crushed or at least utterly pinned underneath another man's dick.  \nDespite all of that, the miniature-sized anthro Canine would immediately notice something.  \nThe masculine aroma surrounding the area and making up his new atmosphere increased  \ntenfold after the divine Feline readjusted himself. That was when Roel decided to look at the  \nsource of the heatwave and scent, and he noticed that all that moving managed to open a  \nsmall gap at the bottom of the fabric, right at the junction with the lower end of Isaac's right  \nthing and right testicle.  \nThe amount of masculine aroma coming out of that brand new cave was so alluring that it  \nforced Roel to fight against his most basic instincts of getting down to his knees and start to  \nworship that god-sized Feline right there. But, despite being able to fight his basic instincts,  \nhe couldn't fight his curiosity to approach the entrance of that gab-like cave and see by  \nhimself the male equipment of that god. Or at least a small part of them.  \nThe closer Roel got to the open of that cave, the more he noticed how dangerous that idea  \nwas. Even the most subtle and slight movement from Isaac's thighs could result in him pinned  \nor worse. Could result in the puny Doggy trapped inside the confines of that gargantuan  \nspeedo and forced to fight for space with the Feline's massive genitals. Although, by the time  \nhe made it to open, the paparazzi changed his mind.  \nThe dangerous, short trip to the gab at the bottom of that speedo paid off. The view from the  \ninside of that colossus bulge was more than amazing! Even if Roel could only see a small  \nfraction of its contents. The scale was huge, and the flaccid foreskin tip resting on top of that  \npair of balls was capable of leaving anyone speechless.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Roel immediately grabbed his camera from his necklace and took as many shots as possible  \nfrom many different angles without even examining them. He decided to let the work of  \npicking up the best angles of that landscape for later on. The paparazzi wished he hadn't lost  \nhis suitcase. Some of those magnification lenses would have been a great deal now. The idea  \nof trying to venture inside Isaac's bulge did cross Roel's mind. But he immediately got rid of  \nit. Not only was it too dangerous given the fact Isaac could simply readjust himself during his  \nsleep one more time, and that could easily result in Roel getting trapped inside that bulge.  \nThe punny Doggy even looked at that thick, elastic responsible for keeping that tight speedo  \ntightly pressed against the Cat's body. Compared to him and his current size, that elastic rope  \nwas thicker and larger than a skyscraper. No need to say he would never make that thing  \nmove a centimeter, less yet to dream about opening up Isaac's speedo. Without Isaac's help,  \nhe would never get out of that musky, humid, sweaty world.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; And of course, on top of all of that, there were Isaac's puppies. The Feline was quite clean  \nand really liked to take care of his body. He shaves regularity. But as always, the life of a  \nmicro is not easy at all, and even the shaved leftovers of that massive Siamese Cat pubes  \nwere quite massive compared to Roel at his current size scale. The chances of that tiny,  \npathetical paparazzi get lost among an endless forest of pubes around the godly Feline balls  \nwere as huge as Isaac was now.  \nFeeling satisfied with all the photos added to his portfolio so far, Roel decided it was  \ndefinitely time to flee before anything else could happen. Unfortunately, he immediately  \nnoticed that trying to escape from his current location wasn't easy at all. The paparazzi simply  \nnoticed that Isaac's multi tons weight was normally bending the entire hammock, meaning  \nthat he was going to be forced to climb the boy's body to have a chance of getting out of that  \nhammock, and he needed to do it before Isaac's wake up.  \n\"Oh, man! And I have already wasted half an hour!\"  \nIn fact, the poor paparazzi had already wasted forty-five minutes. Lucky Roel, he just noticed  \nthat the same skyscraper-sized elastic rope that kept Isaac's speedo in place against his body  \ncould be used as a booster for his second attempt at climbing upwards. Without wasting even  \nanother second, Roel started to climb. By the time he made it back to the top of that  \nmonstrous bulge, a total of one hour was gone. At least, he was on top of the bulge, nearby  \nthe base of Isaac's phallus, and not just on top of one of his balls now.  \n\"Wow!\"  \nRoel spoke upon realizing his new landscape. Now that the tiny paparazzi stood right on top  \nof the sleeping god, he was able to have a much better understanding of just how insignificant  \nhe really was if compared to that twink's body. Looking north, the puny Doggy was able to  \nadmire the endless hills that formed the lower end of that anthropomorphic Cat's abdomen,  \nand far away in the distance, kilometers away was the same Cat's pectoral and even further  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; away from his blissfully sleeping face. The distance and scale were so amazing that Roel  \ncould see a small cloud forming around the entrances of Isaac's nostrils every time he  \nexhaled. That was something that would go entirely unnoticed by anyone else at a normal  \nscale, but not to someone as insignificant and tiny as Roel was now.  \nRoel instinctively moved his hand to raise his camera once again...  \n\"No, Roel! It is time to get that hell out here!!!\"  \nThe paparazzi immediately reprehend him, and he was right. He had already gathered  \nvaluable material, and Isaac has been sleeping for little more than one hour now. He could  \nwake up at any time, and if he does, that would be more than catastrophic to Roel now.  \nRoel started his long walk throughout Isaac's upper body. The plan was to walk all of that  \nmassive extension of pure sexy body, climb up that popular face and then use the Feline's  \npointed ears to jump off the hammock. The rest of the plan Roel would have to come up with  \nas he gets to it. But to be fair, the chances of pulling that out were extremely low given the  \nfact that only Isaac's upper body alone should be around sixteen kilometers long at the very  \nbest, if not a little bit more.  \n\"How I wish I hadn't lost that damned size manipulator device. I could make myself a little  \nbigger to walk around his body at least....\"  \nUnfortunately, that was no longer an option as the device is long gone now. Roel would still  \nhave to deal with the fact that he would face a lot of trouble trying to get back to normal size  \nlater on. But right now, his main focus was on trying to get out of that situation before he  \nends up becoming a permanent adornment on the gigantic anthro Feline's body.  \nThe further north Roel got, the weaker the potent male scent from Isaac's neither region got.  \nAlthough, that didn't mean his life was getting easier as he soon realized that the very ground  \nunderneath him wasn't steady. It was actually moving! But very slowly. A slow up and down  \nmovement. The pathetical Canine was entering the region of Isaac's tummy now, feeling the  \ncasual breath of a sleeping giant. Lucky Roel the Feline was a twink and not exactly a very  \ntoned man. If not, an innocent breath of that titanic Siamese Cat could result in the anthro  \nDoggy stumbling down towards the valleys that happened to be Isaac's abdomen marks. But  \nsaid marks weren't so deep or tonic at all.  \nAnother half-hour had passed, the poor Canine was walking tirelessly through the extension  \nof the upper body of that giant until Roel decided to make a pause by the belly button of that  \ncolossus. The paparazzi was climbing and walking for about one hour and a half now. He  \ndidn't drink anything neither had the opportunity to rest.  \n\"Damn! His chest is still so far away! Well, and looking from this perspective, he seems so  \nadorable when sleeping....\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As always, Roel's instincts were telling him to take more photos of that gorgeous living  \nlandscape ahead of him. But he promised no more photos until he was safe and out of that  \nsituation. That was until he noticed a massive sinking hole just a few hundred meters from his  \nlocation. Isaac's belly button itself.  \n\"No, Roel! It's too dangerous!\"  \n  \nBut the Doggy couldn't help it. The moment he realized it, not only was he walking towards  \nthe titan's belly button, but he was already getting closer to its edge. Being only 0.1  \nmillimeters tall, the diameter of that belly button was twenty times larger than Roel's whole  \nbody. More than enough for an entire residential condominium to fall in and vanish forever.  \nJust from standing close to its edge, the little Doggy's poor legs were shaking with the  \npossibility of accidentally falling inside. That was something Roel definitely wanted to avoid.  \nLooking down inside, the puny Canine was able to see what seemed to be a small lake  \nprobably made of salty ocean water and salty Cat sweat.  \n\"Ok, maybe one little photo of that, and I'm done!\"  \nLucky this time around, the paparazzi was able to take that photo without further problems.  \nRoel quickly got himself back into motion, heading north towards the far away face of that  \nsleeping goliath, until...  \nRoel barely had walk half a kilometer through the abs of that anthro Cat when he felt the  \nwhole world shaking, rumbling vibrating again! A cold shiver ran through the tiny speck of a  \nDog's spine.  \n\"Is him waking?!!!\"  \nFortunately, Isaac was still blissfully asleep. But, unfortunately, the Cat was once again  \nreadjusting himself on the hammock. This time the massive Feline ended up providing a little  \nshow to his ridiculous tiny, invited guest by subconscious moving his left hand downwards to  \nhis speedo, rubbing and massaging it a little bit while asleep. It was only then Roel noticed  \nhow much Isaac's phallus had grown! It was no longer flaccid like before. The Cat was  \nprobably having a wet dream of some sort. At least the paparazzi managed to get himself far  \nenough from the titan's crotch. If not, he would be suffering quite a lot now.  \nIsaac's fingers even managed to make their way underneath the speedo elastic band, lifting it  \nup just a little bit. But enough to allow Roel to have a glimpse at its insides. The miniaturesized Doggy was allowed to see the vast, almost endless forest of sweaty pubes and behind  \nthem the base of the slightly throbbing member of that Siamese Cat. Good decision of not  \ngetting inside that speedo, Roel would have never managed to make his way through the  \nforest pubic fur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Unfortunately, Roel was too distracted daydreaming and staring south to notice the incoming  \nand looming shadow moving in his direction. The moment the tiny Canine decided to look at  \nthe incoming object, it was too late. The moving tail of the anthropomorphic Siamese Cat  \nsimply and gently passed through the tummy surface, carrying away among any tiny particles  \nof dust that happened to be on the surface. That included a tiny, famous paparazzi too.  \nRoel found himself flying through the air at incredible speed! And yelling as loud as he  \ncould! The number of g forces he was experiencing was unimaginable. Before he collided  \nagainst a wet, very warm, dark blue surface.  \nThe tiny paparazzi was feeling very disoriented, but Roel tried to recover his balance and  \nsenses fast, for he felt the environment all around him rumbling and shaking one more time.  \nIt didn't take long for the anthro Canine to figure out on what part of that divine Cat he had  \nlanded on. He collided face-first against Isaac's muzzle! Dangerous close to the entrance of  \nhis left nostril as Roel found himself stuck to the piece of meat that divided both nostrils.  \nThe amount of air intake a nostril of that size could generate was more than enough to put  \nany heavy airplane engines to shame! If a tiny Doggy like Roel, don't be careful; he'll find  \nhimself exploring the deepest interior of that popular Cat very soon!  \nFortunately, Lady lucky decided to land its hand on the poor, fragile Doggy one more time.  \nBy the time Roel lost adherence against the natural wet surface of Isaac's muzzle, the colossal  \nFeline was exhaling the air and not inhaling it. Roel was only forced to endure another season  \nof flying around one more time before hitting against a hard, polished metal surface this time.  \nStanding up wasn't difficult this time. Roel managed to get himself back to his feet somewhat  \nfast. Only to realize he was sent to the surface on top of one of Isaac's nipple piercings. From  \nRoel's perspective, that little, innocent ball that happened to be part of one of Isaac's stick  \npiercing crossing his right nipple was large well enough to support an entire replica of the  \nsame hotel they both happened to inside of now. But the paparazzi was more concerned with  \nsomething else.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Shiiiit!! I was so close to his face, and now I'm all the way back here on his nipple! Shiit!!!  \nShiit! Shiit!!!\"  \nRoel complained to himself without really realize how much lucky he was, all things  \nconsidered. But the puny Doggy immediately got his mouth shut the moment he looked  \nbackward, towards the south.  \n\"Wow!!!\"  \n  \nIsaac's whole half-naked body was on display! Roel could see everything from Cat boy belly,  \npassed his half erected bulge to the far away tip of his claws and toes very far away, many  \nkilometers away. And of course, looking down towards the nipple tip, the Paparrazi was  \nallowed to see the cute, dark blue areola of the Cat boy's nipple and the beautiful nipple role  \ntoo.  \nRoel immortalized that moment into his digital portfolio with a quick lift of his camera before  \nputting himself back to move. Climbing down both that impressive nipple piercing and the  \nnipple itself, realizing that just Isaac's nipple piercing alone had enough metal to build an  \nentire fleet of aircraft carries, at his current size scale, of course.  \nThe rest of the trip was mostly uneventful. Roel made to the base of the gargantuan Cat boy's  \nneck, dealing with some sweat droplets here and there and even getting a first-row seat to one  \nlast show of power from Isaac's body was the titanic Feline swallowed down a ball of saliva  \nwhile asleep and at the same time the tiny Doggy happened to climb his neck. That allowed  \nthe paparazzi to have any idea on how bad it would be for someone as tiny as he was now to  \nfind themselves inside Isaac's throat the moment the massive and colossal boy was  \nswallowing something. Roel was grateful he got to experience that from the outside of the  \nFeline's throat.  \nOnce Roel made it to the surface of that popular face, the speck of a Canine made sure to  \nwalk away from Isaac's lips. He didn't want to end up stuck to them, adhered to it thanks to a  \nthin layer of saliva or thanks to the Cat's lipstick. The slight idea of end up inside Isaac's  \nmouth and becoming food for a Feline was terrifying for the puny Doggy.  \nThat didn't mean Roel didn't stop to add one more photo to his portfolio. The side view of  \nIsaac's closed and sealed lips was fascinating, and due to the extreme size difference between  \nthe photographer and the lips, Roel was able to see every single little crack and fold that  \nmade up both lower and upper lips surface. The black, slightly violet lipstick the Feline was  \nusing only added it up to the scene as well. That photo probably became one of the most  \nvaluable photos Roel ever took so far out of the body of someone.  \nAfter resuming his journey through the godly Feline's body, the Doggy made one last stop by  \nthe side of Isaac's muzzle once again. Only to admire the incredible amount of air getting in  \nand out of those nostrils before moving along until finally, Roel found himself at the  \nimmense base of Isaac's eyelashes.  \nThe punny Doggy decided that was a good place to stop for a little and rest some. He was far  \naway from Isaac's chin, and even if Isaac moves, he wasn't going to fall off his face again this  \ntime. By this time, it had been around four hours, if not more, that Isaac had been napping  \nand that Roel had been climbing and hiking through his immense body.  \n\"Damn! Look at the size of every single individual eyelash! Imagine how it would be to see  \nhis eye iris from this up close and this size!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Roel spoke to himself as he rested and stared in awe at the closed eye of that godly Feline.  \nBut, as the expression says, be careful with what you wish for. Not even two seconds after the  \ntiny Doggy finished that sentence, he felt the world rumbling, and he heard a loud booming  \nexplosion coming from some hundreds of meters below. The precise direction of Isaac's  \nmouth. A yawn! That was all a simple, innocent YAWN!  \n\"NOOO! HE IS WAKING UP!!!\"  \nThe paparazzi barely had time to think or to react at all. By instinct, Roel jumped and hugged  \nhimself against the thick base of one of those eyelashes as Isaac was sitting up on the  \nhammock and stretching!  \n\"SHIIIT!!\"  \n\"WOAH! THAT WAS A GOOD NAP~.\"  \nIsaac spoke to himself with a very gentle and soft voice, almost destroying Roel's eardrums  \nwithout even knowing that. On the other side, Roel had his wish granted as he was left to  \nstare at the massive, deep ocean-like iris of the gigantic, gargantuan Cat who was now awake.  \n\"At least he will never notice me being this small even if I'm right in front of his iris....\"  \nAt that moment, Roel saw the massive light blue iris and then focused precisely on his punny  \nform. It wasn't possible to say if Isaac was looking at him or not. Or if he was even  \nconsidering the small intruder to be nothing but a particle of dust stuck to his eyelash and that  \nneeded to be removed.  \n\"Ok, Roel... just don't move now... steady....\"  \nDespite the fact, the punny Doggy tried his very best to stay as still as possible. All of his  \nhopes were gone the moment he saw from a first roll seat one of the circuit lines passing  \nthrough the cat iris activating and glowing as if they were zooming in at something...  \n\"WTF!!! SECURITY!!!\"  \n\"OH SHIT! ISAAC WAIT!!!\"  \nRoel yelled back at the gargantuan Feline, who was pissed.  \n\"SECURI... HOLD ONE A MINUTE! I KNOW YOU! YOU ARE THAT  \nPAPARAZZI, RIGHT! OH, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Immediately a dark shadow fell upon Roel. The Doggy barely had time to look back and see  \nan immense fingerpad moving towards him.  \n\"ISAAAAAAA\"  \n  \nTHUMP! Roel was pinned between index and thumb fingertips. The Siamese Cat  \ndemonstrated a lot of ability to handle little things, as he made sure only the lower half of the  \npuny Canine's body was pinned and stuck between his finger pads.  \n\"YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU  \nMADE MODELS LIKE ME LOSE!!\"  \n\"Ah!!! I... I... I can't breathe...!\"  \nIsaac immediately released his finger, allowing Roel to lay flat on the vast surface of his  \nindex fingertip pad. But the titanic Siamese Cat made sure to keep his index finger up and  \nhigh enough so any attempt of jumping off it wouldn't have a good ending for the tiny  \nDoggy.  \n\"Look, listen to me and pay attention! I'm very well sure we can get to a mutual agreement!\"  \nAnd Roel got a big, loudly and booming laugh as an answer.  \n\"MUTUAL AGREEMENT!!! HaHaHa!!! YOU ARE SO MUCH FUN! Ok, ok, MY  \nLAWYER WILL CONTACT YOU ONCE THE SECURITY HAD TOOK CARE OF  \nYOU HaHaHa!!!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No! Isaac, wait! Listen to me, I know your carrier hasn't been running smoothly lately. I  \ncould help you with that!\"  \n\"AND SO WHAT? ARE YOU GOING TO OFFER YOUR SERVICES AT TAKING  \nPHOTOS OF ME WHILE BEING TEENY TINY LIKE YOU ARE NOW? I KNOW  \nTHIS TRICK, YOU DUMB DOG! HOW DID YOU THINK I DIDN'T END YOUR  \nLIFE BY HOLDING YOUR TINY SPECK OF A FRAGILE BODY BETWEEN MY  \nPADS?\"  \n\"Hey, wait! Do you use size tech as well? No wonder why you remained in the top 3 for so  \nlong. But that is illegal, you know?\"  \n\"DUH!!! SAID THE DOG WHO SHRUNK HIMSELF AND WAS TRYING TO  \nSNEAK PHOTOS OUT OF MY BODY WHILE I SLEEP AND WITHOUT MY  \nCONSCIENCE! ENOUGH OF THIS, I'M CALLING THE HOTEL SECURITY!\"  \n  \nAnd so Roel watched Isaac moving his other hand towards his phone, about to grab and lift  \nthe fancy, expensive device giant-sized out of the corner table.  \n\"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!! JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE!!\"  \nNo use! Isaac's fingertips touched the screen, and his thumb was moving towards the  \nfingerprint sensor on the side of the device.  \n\"I COULD GIVE YOU ALL THE PHOTOS I TOOK OF YOU FOR FREE!!!\"  \nIsaac's finger stopped halfway from the smartphone sensor.  \n\"HUM!!! PLEASE CONTINUE. YOU HAVE MY ATTENTION!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"IF YOU LET ME WALK AWAY FROM THIS, I COULD SEND TO YOU ALL THE  \nPHOTOS I HAVE OF YOU, AND YOU CAN SEND IT TO THE NEW MAGAZINE YOU  \nJUST SIGNED CONTRACT WITH AS IF IT WERE PART OF YOUR PORTFOLIO.\"  \nAnd that moment, Isaac's left hand moved away from his phone. That was a good signal to  \nthe punny Doggy still standing on the vast surface of his fingertip pad.  \n\"FINE! BUT I WANT TO SEE WHAT YOU GOT FIRST. SHOW ME WHAT YOU  \nGOT!\"  \n\"WELL, I NEED YOUR PHONE NUMBER, EMAIL, OR SOMETHING...\"  \nHaving solved the contact info problem, a booming PING sound of mobile notification  \nsignaled that Isaac had received the photos.  \n\"HUM!!! I LIKE WHAT YOU GOT~ HEHEHE.\"  \n\"GLAD YOU LIKED IT!\"  \nIsaac could even notice a tone of relief coming out of the punny Doggy's voice. The massive  \nSiamese could only hear that nano voice of Roel due to the fancy implant tech he had on his  \nbody.  \n\"YEAH, BUT I FEEL LIKE IT IS MISSING SOMETHING...\"  \n\"MISSING WHAT?!... GAH!!!!\"  \n  \nBefore being barely able to finish his sentence, Roel felt his whole world moving once again.  \nThe extreme G forces one more time. He could say he was moving a good amount of  \nkilometers in a few seconds, and he was right. The moment the tiny, shrank anthro dog turned  \nsouth, he realized where he was heading, all the way back to that godly Cat's bulge!  \nThat was exactly what Roel wanted to avoid, given the sheer size difference getting inside the  \nclothes of someone while being that tiny was more than dangerous! But the poor paparazzi  \ndidn't get the chance to speak again. Roel was too busy watching as Isaac's left hand entered  \nhis field of view and did what his pathetical form couldn't even imagine doing. The Siamese  \nCat very casually and easily lifted his elastic band, keeping that black speedo tight against his  \nbody, providing Roel with the majestic view of his genitals one more time, and this time, he  \nwas about to get a lot more up close to said genitals.  \n\"I THINK YOU CAN TAKE MORE SHOTS FROM THE INSIDES, MAYBE SOME  \nFROM MY PUBES AND AROUND THE FOLDS OF MY FORESKIN. I'LL LEAVE  \nTHAT UP FOR YOU TO DECIDE.\"  \n\"BUT ISAAC, WAIT!!! IT'S TOO DANG....\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; THUMPPPP!!  \nPoor Roel didn't even get the chance to speak before getting hit by a super fast-moving claw  \ntip as Isaac simply flicked his index finger against his thumb, sending the poor paparazzi  \nflying towards the musky, warm and humid confines of his speedo. Getting utterly lost  \namong a dense, rainforest-like pubic fur.  \n\"YOU HAVE UNTIL DINNER TO GET THE JOB DONE AND GET THE HELL  \nOUT OF THERE. USELESS, YOU ARE PLANNING TO EXTEND YOUR STAYING  \nWITH ME. JUST BE AWARE I WON'T CHANGE MY ROUTINE JUST BECAUSE  \nOF YOUR PRESENCE AND... I'LL VERY LIKELY FORGET ABOUT YOUR  \nEXISTENCE DOWN THERE, SO... KEEP YOUR PHONE CLOSE AND AT HAND  \nAS IF YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!'  \nAnd with that last, spontaneous sentence spoken so casually by Roel's new god, the puny,  \npathetical was left to stare at his only source of light slowly closing and disappearing as Isaac  \nlet go of his elastic band, generating a loud and deafening thump when landing back against  \nhis skin.  \n\"ENJOY!~\"  \n  \n  \n  \n\n"}