I am writing this as my time as my master's worshipper is slowly coming to an end. As I watch my master being serviced by his new tiny, I am saddened and yet thankful that I was given the chance to be the pet of this incredible giant.
I was born into a world where there were two groups of inhabitants. We tinies lived in the shadows, living off what ever we could from the giants around us. We were a very insular society, as we were always vulnerable to discovery and death by giants who would have been unaware they crushed a living being. We avoided detection to survive.
The giants who lived above us were a powerful race. We could fit in their fists. It was also a very segregated society. As far as we could tell, the women were only there for breeding and kept separate from the men. The men traveled freely and ran the society. They enjoyed each other's company in every way. As I also enjoyed the company of men, I would often watch as the huge giants would wrestle and fuck, their massive bodies flexing as they enjoyed each other.
I was born into a world where there were two groups of inhabitants. We tinies lived in the shadows, living off what ever we could from the giants around us. We were a very insular society, as we were always vulnerable to discovery and death by giants who would have been unaware they crushed a living being. We avoided detection to survive.
The giants who lived above us were a powerful race. We could fit in their fists. It was also a very segregated society. As far as we could tell, the women were only there for breeding and kept separate from the men. The men traveled freely and ran the society. They enjoyed each other's company in every way. As I also enjoyed the company of men, I would often watch as the huge giants would wrestle and fuck, their massive bodies flexing as they enjoyed each other.