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Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. The afternoon sessions, meanwhile, continued with new tests and terrible humiliations towards me, many of them, as I said, devised or suggested by my own father.

Once, for example, Jose brought a cage with a hamster and put me in it, shrinking me even more than the usual 4 inches, so that little mouse became for me the size of a dinosaur. The two giants had a great time watching my strenuous efforts to get away from that monster and its natural curiosity. The terror I felt during that experience is beyond description.

How could they be so merciless? Indeed, the torture of fear seemed to be one of their favorites. Aside from constant threats to crush me under their feet or between their gigantic fingers, once, while they were eating dinner, they began to take me into their mouth, placing one of my arms or my legs between their colossal teeth and threatening to bite them off. Then, naturally, they went on to place their teeth around my neck, like a ghastly guillotine, while violently licking my head with that huge mass of wet, hot, throbbing flesh that was their tongue.

My panic at seeing myself in that situation was such that I urinated on myself, to the great delight of my torturers. And what about the humiliations? On another occasion they put me in a large salad bowl and, taking out their colossal cocks, they began to pee on me, laughing, while I fled desperately from those infernal stinking jets, wisely directed by the giants to impact me as much as possible.

Not content with that, they left me there for a long time, forcing me to swim all the time in the filthy liquid so as not to drown, while they looked at me amused, laughing heartily. And of course, the next thing was inevitable. My father said at the next session that since I had swallowed almost all of their excrement, why stay in that almost? I was taken to the pool yard and once there, I was strapped to the ground. Next, my father pulled down his pants and his huge ass filled my field of vision as he bent over me until he was almost touching me.

In a moment, and after a few colossal farts, I saw that terrifying hole open up and a huge fecal mass, softer than hard, spilled over my poor lying body. Naturally, then it was the turn of Jose's colossal brown ass, which made an immense, almost liquid, contribution to the filth that already covered me.

I never thought it was possible to feel as disgusted as that made me feel. And as for the humiliation, I don't think I need to tell you. I felt completely stripped of any remaining dignity, while the giants watched their work with great laughter. Completely dejected and with no more courage in my body, I continued to endure it with only one hope in my miserable life: my father had said a few days before that the end of my "training" was near.

In the few hours a day - less and less - when I was free and could do normal things with my normal size, it was the only thing that kept me alive. Could this nightmare have an end? At last, and although I couldn't believe it, the day I had been so anxiously waiting for arrived. That night my father and Jose were chatting on the sofa, while I, reduced to my diminutive size of 4 inches, was taking care of his colossal feet, when Jose said:.

Tomorrow I will come for the last time -my heart skipped a beat, I had wanted to hear those words so much! My father started to thank him for all he had done for us, but Jose cut him off with a kind gesture and continued:.

You can go back to your normal life with your son and forget about all this, although I don't know if you can give up using his mouth and ass, hehehe You can also take it as a sporadic game that you do whenever you feel like it However, I'll allow myself to advise you, if you let me