Thomas had experienced many lows in his life. Persecuted, chased, separated from those he knew and loved never to see them again. Tossed about by a cruel and uncaring world. That was just the lot in life of a Tiny. Heck, in some cases it could just be a Tuesday. The 'giants' were the ones that made the rules, and they had ruled that Thomas and his kind were no better than rats. It was the way things had been, and by the looks of it the way things would continue to be.
 
It was business as usual by now for the diminutive Thomas. If he couldn't even handle those realities he would have kicked the bucket ages ago. Still, even for a jaded tiny like himself, life seemed to keep finding ways to kick him in the teeth.
 
Like how he was currently treading water in a toilet.
 
"SERIOUSLY?!", the tiny yelled in a rage.
 
Normally Thomas wouldn't have dared to make such a racket in a giant's house. That was how tinies got killed or captured. However, right now he didn't give a shit. Literally the only silver lining he could dredge up from all of this was the fact was fortunate enough to not be SWIMMING in shit.
 
The tiny man was fuming as he tried in vain to climb up and out of the porcelain pool. Each time only to slide down into the questionably clean water yet again. All because he had gotten greedy. He should have KNOWN it was too much to ask to use a few drops of water and soap from the bathroom sink to have something resembling a bath for once. It had left him wet enough to where he had slipped off the counter and down into the open toilet bowl. It was like the gods were punishing him for trying to have something more than his assigned lot in life.
 
Thomas was about to start another tirade on just what those hypothetical deities could take and shove up their collective asses when a sound made his heart stop cold. He had just heard the front door open.
 
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Mary sighed, sweat glistening on her skin as she walked through the door and kicked off her well worn sneakers. It had been a good workout at the gym, but she was just glad to be home. Partly because she was spent. Mainly because she had been using every ounce of her self control not to make a scene in public.
 
"Fuckin hell! How come I was the only one that didn't know they were having yoga classes today..."
 
A well shaped ass in yoga pants. Her only weakness... Okay, ONE of her many weaknesses. Just thinking about all of them made an all to obvious bulge appear from beneath the thin fabric of her shorts.
 
Mary was packing a little bit more than the average woman downstairs. That was because she was a futanari. Futa for short. Born with both sets of working sex organs she had been still able to live a relatively normal life. That is until puberty hit her like a train. On the one hand she had twice as many avenues when relieving the new and strange feelings that were forced upon her. On the other, the poor young futa soon realized she got twice as horny as anyone else she knew. Twice as easily.
 
As such the well endowed 'woman' had learned early on to work twice as hard to keep the beast between her legs sated. Mary had no illusions about being some sort of pure maiden, that ship had sailed YEARS ago. But while Mary might have been plenty of things, she was not a slut. And would be sure to quickly correct anyone that got that idea with the help of a black eye. So she found other ways to deal with her pent up lust, such as frequent dates with rosy palms. Keeping the tanks emptied helped keep her thoughts in the right place when she needed to... for the most part.
 
However, some days she couldn't avoid those nagging, perverted thoughts. Like just how good those cheeks would look if that thin cloth was torn away... And now Mary was absolutely horny.
 
She groaned, absentmindedly stroking the tent she was pitching as she walked to the bathroom. The shower would have to wait. First she had some business to take care of.
 
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"Shit. Shit. SHIT!", Thomas swore under his breath as the footsteps grew louder.
 
Trapped like a drowning rat. Nowhere to run. Of all the ways he thought his life would end, the tiny had never imagined it would be this humiliating. At the rate things were going he could only hope the giant would flush him. There was the chance he might survive until he was dropped into the sewers... maybe.
 
The seconds seemed to drag on for ages as he heard the giant finally enter the bathroom. Followed soon by what he thought was the sound of cloth hitting the floor. A glimmer of hope sparked inside him that maybe they would take a shower, giving him a precious few minutes to somehow escape. That was quickly crushed as he heard the steps coming closer.
 
Thomas braced himself. He wouldn't give them the satisfaction of making him plead for his life. Despite everything he still had a little pride. Those thoughts of defiance seemed to fly from his mind as he finally caught eye of the naked giantess looming over him. Moaning as she continued stroking a cock that was more than ten times his size.
 
It took a moment for his brain to restart itself, in the meantime he managed to utter a single phrase. "What the FUCK?!"
 
His confused call was loud enough that Mary stopped giving her girth attention to search for the source of the noise, locking eyes with the tiny splashing about in her toilet. Her response was just as eloquent as Thomas'. "WHAT THE FLYING FUCK?!"
 
Mary stepped back a moment in shock, then walked back up to see that she had not imagined her little visitor. Seeing he was still there and not sure what else to do, she leaned over and plucked him from the water before sitting down on the toilet seat.
 
"Who the hell are you? Why the hell were you in my toilet?!" She stared at the tiny, confused as hell until a thought crossed her mind that made her glower down at him. "WERE YOU TRYING TO PEEP ON ME YOU LITTLE SHIT?!"
 
That snapped him back to reality, and made him furious. Life had shit on him enough. If he was going to die anyway he wasn't gonna let being accused of being a peeping tom slide. "Oh suuuure. I let myself nearly drown in diluted piss and gods know what else just so I could get a chance to watch some giant get off. You found me out!"
 
The hand began to tighten around him, as his captor glared daggers at him. "Okay then smart ass. I'll ask again then. Why. The hell. Were you. In. MY. TOILET!?"
 
"....I tried to take a bath."
 
Mary snorted at that. "In the place where I shit? You'll have to come up with a better one than that."
 
"Not in your damn toilet!" Thomas fumed. "I tried to wash myself off in your sink. I slipped. And then next thing I knew I was treading water."
 
Those large green eyes scrutinized him for a moment longer. Just when he was sure she would crush him, Thomas felt the vice grip around him loosen.
 
"Alright..." Mary said slowly. "Let's say you aren't lying to me. Why are you scurrying around my house in the first place?"
 
"Your window was cracked open." He answered honestly, not having much to gain from lying at this point.
 
"So you took that as an invitation to make yourself at home? You DO know if I had been in the mind to I could have just crushed your ass right? Is a bath worth your life little dude?" She asked, sounding more curious than accusatory now.
 
"OH, pardon me for actually wanting to be clean for once. Sue me... Oh wait! You can't! Because as far as YOUR kind is concerned my kind are just animals huh? Couldn't bring a mouse to court for breaking and entering." He scoffed at the thought, before glaring back at her. "You're all the same. We struggle just to survive while you giants sit back and watch us squirm. So you want to kill me? Fine. Just go on and do it." He said, before closing his eyes waiting... and waiting.
 
"Dude, what the fuck are you on about? I said I COULD have crushed you not that I would."
 
Thomas blinked a bit before staring back up at the bemused giant. "What..."
 
"Sorry to disappoint you little guy. Other people might get their kicks out setting ants on fire and all that shit, but that isn't for me. Fact you got a human face just makes it more awkward."
 
"...So. Does that mean you are gonna let me go?" The pesky hope started to build up again.
 
"Hmmm..." Mary stared at him for what seemed like eternity, deep in thought. Or at least as deep in thought as she could be considering how horny she still felt. It was then that suddenly, as though a light had switched on, she smiled mischievously and down at him. "Nah."
 
And once again the hope drained from Thomas, and he slumped.
 
"Don't give me that look little guy. You are the one that decided to spew out your sob story about how life fucking sucks for you. And you know what? You're right. So I am gonna do something about it."
 
"What do you mean..."
 
"I mean that you're staying with me from now on." She proclaimed proudly, as she held out a finger from her free hand for him to shake. "Name's Mary, what's yours?"
 
Dumbstruck from the chain of events he lamely held out a dwarfed arm to her gigantic digit and attempted to shake. "My name is Thomas... are you... are you serious right now?"
 
"As a heart attack Tom." she replied cheerily.
 
"It's Thomas..."
 
"Whatever you say Tommy!"
 
"I said my name is... you know what forget it. Tom, Tommy, whatever. If you aren't playing some sick joke and I can stay with you, you can butcher my name however you want."
 
"That's what I like to hear little guy. Let's get started then." she said as she took her free hand and began to stroke herself again.
 
"Umm.... What are you doing?"
 
"What's it look like Tom. I'm getting your room ready." She said innocently.
 
"WHAT!?"
 
"Yeah. It was a stroke of genius really. mmmph~" Mary said between moans as her dick was once again rose to attention. "After that rant I couldn't just let you go where the psychos that DO get off on killing tinies might find you. But my place doesn't really have tiny safety in mind either. So I'd need to keep you with me, but pockets and shit you could just fall out of. That's mmmmmnnn when it hit me. What is the one place on me that no one would ever search for a tiny, and also I wouldn't have to worry about losing you? My dick!"
 
"Bullshit!" Thomas yelled as he thrashed vainly trying to break free. "You just want to use me to get off!"
 
"Tom come on. That's only like... thirty percent of the reason. I will admit that I probably wouldn't have had the idea if I wasn't really needing to let off some stress though. And to be honest dude? For a tiny you are pretty cute." Mary complimented him as she finally felt that her cock was ready, a stream of precum beginning to leak from her twitching head. "And if while you're in there you just so happen to help me out, I'd really appreciate it."
 
Without further ado, the giant futa put the tiny between her fingers, used her other hand to hold her cock and widen her slit, and began to lower Thomas to his new abode.
 
Thomas swore, and struggled, and fought, but he didn't stand a chance against the strength of a giant. His arms and legs held firmly in place, he could only watch in horror as his feet began to disappear into the hungry maw of Mary's member. Almost immediately the titanic girth began to spasm, the warm and slick flesh tightening around his legs almost as if it couldn't wait to pull him in.
 
"OH FUCK!" Mary moaned, her breaths getting shallower as she slowly fed the tiny to her cock. Bit by bit Thomas' form began to vanish from the outside world. First his legs, then his chest, until soon only his head was left visible. He almost looked like a novelty piercing, which would have gotten a luagh out of Mary if all the fighting Thomas was doing wasn't making her bite her lips.
 
"Dude, oh gods, Just relax... or not. That feels fucking awesome." She flip flopped, her face awash with pleasure. "You probably won't even be in there for long if you keep this up. So just enjoy the experience. I know I will~" And with that final exchange she put her index finger on top of his head, and gave it a push.
 
And then Thomas was gone... well not quite. There was still the obvious bulge that was descending down her shaft, which Mary ever so gently helped guide downwards. If she wasn't careful it would be over far too soon, and this was possibly the most amazing feeling she had ever had. Sure, she felt a little bad for Tommy. But once she had her fun, she was sure he'd understand. Heck, he was probably enjoying himself in there.
 
Thomas meanwhile felt the experience was anything but enjoyable. He couldn't even curse her as every time he opened his mouth he was muffled by the flesh of Mary's urethra. Each minute slide downward causing the walls to spasm and hug his tiny form. Deeper and deeper into the beast, until suddenly he was stopped by something solid beneath his feet. He didn't even have time to realize that he had reached the base of her shaft before Mary sent him past the last stop with one final push. So the tiny's journey ended with a splash into the cum filled 'room' of a giant's nuts.
 
It took all Mary had not to scream as her tiny friend landed in her left testicle. It was all too good. The feeling as he slid down, how she could even now feel him beating on the inside of her. Hell, just the THOUGHT of him being inside her balls coated in her baby batter sent chills up her spine. Mary had been right, it hadn't taken long at all before she came. Rope after rope of cum erupted forth from her cock and coated the bathroom. By the time she was done she fell back onto the toilet, weak in the knees.
 
"That was fucking amazing. Thanks little... oh FUCK! Tom!" She said as the realization hit her, looking around at the cum splattered walls and floor for any signs of Thomas. "Shit! You alright little dude? Where are yaAAH?!"
 
Mary was caught off guard by a sudden wave of pleasure from her balls. Looking down, she stared intently at them. "Tom? Is that you?"
 
The giantess could just make out a muffled, yet familiar voice coming from her scrotum.
 
"WHO DO YOU THINK IT IS?" came the reply, along with a barely visible buldge of her sack as Thomas attempted to strike out against his fleshy prison.
 
"Oh good, I thought I shot you into a wall or something. Glad you are alright little guy."
 
"You call this alright? I'm stuck in your balls! GET ME THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!!"
 
A moment later yet another flurry of blows could be felt from her sack as the tiny punched and kicked. The most his efforts gave him was Mary moaning under her breath.
 
"No dice Tommy. If I could I would be happy to let you treat me to another nut like that, but right now I am completely spent." She said, reaching down and hefting her balls to prove a point with the added consequence of knocking the poor tiny flat on back. "Besides, if THAT wasn't able to shoot you out you might just be in there for the long haul dude."
 
"Wait. You mean I might be trapped in your spunk filled ballsack for the rest of my life!?"
 
Mary rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "Well when you put it that way it does sound a little fucked up yeah. But try to look on the bright side Tom. Like I said no one who'd want to hurt ya can get to you now. And if this was anything to go by your gonna be a great help keeping me empty. See? I call that a win win."
 
"So I get to be 'safe' in exchange for being locked away in a giants nuts and living the life of a sex toy. Whoopie. How lucky I am." The tiny grumbled.
 
The giantess sighed. "Man you know how to turn any situation into a downer dude. But I guess it has been rough for you so far, so I won't hold that against ya." She then hopped up and set about cleaning her jizz off the... everything. "Just you wait though, before you know it I'm sure you'll change your tune and we'll be best buds. But for now, I'm gonna take a shower and go to bed. Been a long day."
 
Thomas tried to protest, but frankly he was exhausted as well, if for completely different reasons. He simply slid down with his back against the 'wall', coated from head to toe in cum, listening to the shower water running off Mary's scrotum and wondering what he had ever done to deserve this. Before long, the tired tiny slowly started to drift to sleep.
 
Feeling the tiny settle down, Mary snickered a bit to herself while she dried off and began heading to the bedroom. "Night little guy."