It was a peaceful night, with the stars and moon shining bright. On nights like these Thomas enjoyed nothing more than relaxing in his hot tub, watching the celestial bodies dance above. The tiny couldn’t believe how far he had come. It seemed like only yesterday he would have never even dared to hope he could be out under the sky without fear. If only his past self could see him now, the first tiny president.
 
He had everything he could have ever hoped for. Security, the respect of his peers AND the giants, along with his name going down in history. What more could he ever need… well, Thomas had to admit that the hot tub was a nice touch. He chuckled to himself, and slid more of his body under the water. The tiny could have spent the rest of his life reveling in this moment.
 
But then, a noise intruded on his relaxation. Was… was that a siren? Thomas tried to think of what it could mean… but something was wrong. The more he struggled to wrap his head around the situation the less things made sense. How did he ever even run for the presidency? He couldn’t even remember getting into this hot tub.
 
As he tried to make sense of these muddled thoughts, the world around him began to change. The stars started to blink out one by one. The walls of his tub started to grow taller and taller, looking more now like he was at the bottom of a pit. When he tried to stand up he met resistance, the water suddenly turning thick like mud. Thomas was overcome with terror and began to struggle violently in a vain attempt to escape this nightmare. As the siren blared, the poor tiny looked up just in time to see the last star be snuffed out.
 
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Mary groaned as her alarm clock went off. Made for heavy sleepers the damned thing might as well been a foghorn interrupting her beauty sleep. She would have loved nothing more than to hum the thing into the nearby wall, but it was a gift. A gift that annoyed the ever loving shit out of her, but a gift none the less. She debated smashing it anyway and claiming it was an accident.
 
Those destructive thoughts were soon forgotten when, to Mary’s surprise, her groans of annoyance were replaced with sensual moans as she felt a wonderful sensation between her legs. Her eyes fluttered open, looking down across her nude form only to be greeted by her rod standing at attention. With each new wave of pleasure, the erect cock twitched and dribbled precum onto previously clean sheets.
 
“What the hell’s got you excited so early in the morning?” She asked no one in particular as she sat up and stretched, before finally slapping the snooze button. The alarm silenced, Mary turned her full attention back to this particularly interesting case of morning wood.
 
Was one of her nuts slightly bulging? If not it definitely was jiggling about, seemingly on its own. The futa stared confused as hell at her dancing scrotum, until memories of the previous night came back to her and she smiled.
 
“A bit frisky this morning huh Tommy? If you wanted to have some fun you should have just said so!” she said with a chuckle as she hopped out of bed and headed towards the bathroom.
 
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It was about that time that time that Thomas finally woke up from one nightmare straight into another. Despite opening his eyes it was still dark, except for a faint red tint seeming to come through the walls. Not only that, he was also coated from head to toe in a strong smelling ‘liquid’. The substance filled the room he was in up to his waist, and splashed against him as the world itself rocked back and forth.
 
He had no clue what was going on or where he was until his cell started to shake back and forth much more violently, with a somewhat familiar voice calling him from above.
 
“Come on Tom, don’t leave me hanging here! You can’t just stop and blueball me like this!”
 
The realization hit the tiny like a train wreck of just where he was.
 
The panic from before turned to anger, followed by desperate attempts to somehow force his way through the fleshy walls of his testicular prison. “LET ME OUT OF HERE!”
 
“Mmmmmm~ That’s it little buddy! Keep it up, I’m gonna. I’m gonna-”
 
Mary didn’t finish the thought, but Thomas got the point as he and the cum around him surged upwards towards the ‘ceiling’.
 
The futa was prepared this time though. Rather than making a mess of the bathroom the spunk poured from her spasming dick straight into a waiting condom. With a content sigh, she carefully pulled the full rubber from the softening cock and tied it. However just before she threw it into the bin she paused, and lifted it to her face.
 
“Hey Tom? You in there?” She asked as she poked the distended condom with a finger, looking for any response.
 
A wriggle from came not long after from her sack. “Guess not.” Mary said, tossing the condom then reaching down and fondled her balls a bit, feeling for the tiny hidden inside. “You really are stuck in there good aren’t ya?”
 
It took Thomas a bit to respond, as he was preoccupied with trying to remove the giant’s spunk from his eyes, nose, and mouth. He would have loved to not have any on him at all, but considering where he was he knew that was too much to ask.
 
“Oh really? I didn’t notice. OF COURSE I’M STUCK! Why would I still be in here otherwise?!”
 
The giantess pondered that for a moment. “Hmmmm… I dunno. Maybe a certain tiny like’s my sack more than he’s willing to let on?”
 
“...what?” was all the flabbergasted Thomas could say, in response.
 
“Don’t try to hide it little man. I got it all figured out. After a night to sleep on it, or in your case in it, you realized just how much you love my nuts. Waking up stewing in my baby batter this morning made you so happy you just couldn’t help yourself ya little perv!” Mary said teasingly, using her hand to play with her balls. “I don’t blame ya though. I mean, plenty of people have begged for my cock to be inside them. But you’re the first to ever experience what it’s like to be inside my cock instead… damn thinking about it I’m a little jealous of ya dude.”
 
“If you somehow have a way for us to trade places I would be more than happy to oblige.” the annoyed tiny grumbled.
 
“’Fraid not. So I guess that means you get to keep the secret wonder of my nuts all to yourself Tommy.”
 
“Oh how absolutely fantastic. Truly what did I ever do to deserve such a gift.” the tiny replied, dripping with sarcasm.
 
Mary couldn’t hold back anymore, and soon found herself laughing her ass off.
 
“What the hell is so funny?” Thomas asked, worried if his giant captor had more screws loose than he had thought.
 
“Oh dude.” she said out of breath as she wiped a tear from her eye. “You are an absolute riot!”
 
“Glad to know my misery is so humorous.”
 
“Ya see! That! Most tinies I ever ran into either squealed like little girls, or cried and shit if they couldn’t immediately find a way to get away from me. Which I understand, I guess. There are fucked up shitheads out there, and there’s no way they could have known I wasn’t a sack of shit. But you? I found you nearly drowning in my toilet and the first thing you did was yell at and sass me. I dunno man, I guess I suck at explaining things. But best way I can put it is that you might act like cynical, downer but the delivery is just so... spot on. It’s like you’re saying, ‘ya I think things are shit, but fuck you I’m still here and kickin’.”
 
Thomas paused. That almost sounded like his captor was trying to compliment him?
 
“It’s great to know I can tease my little buddy as much as I want without it breaking your spirit.”
 
Reality was quick to reassert the situation. “...you know. For a second there you almost had me thinking you weren’t insufferable. Thanks for clearing that up for me.”
 
Mary grinned. “Can’t have misunderstandings like that now can we? Which is why-” she said cheerily as she made her way to the living room and plopped down bare-assed onto the couch. “-you and I are gonna have a heart to heart.”
 
Thomas was bounced and flung face first into Mary’s testicle ball flesh. As he spat cum he feared this would be a recurring theme, but he had more pressing matters to address. “What are you on about NOW?”
 
“Exactly what I said little guy. We’re gonna be living with each other from now on by the looks of it, and I know next to nothing about ya besides you’re a tiny and you got a thing for big balls.” She snuck in with a smirk before quickly moving on before Thomas could get a word in. “If we are gonna make this friendship work we need to share a little bit about ourselves. I don’t want to feel like I have a complete stranger living in my nuts.”
 
“Do you really expect me to just be buddy buddy with you? After you literally snatched me up and shoved me down your FAT COCK!?” he shook his head. “Oh no, maybe you’re right. How silly of me. All the best friendships begin with being held against your will as a SEX TOY!” he huffed “Look, you can keep pretending to be all friendly, but don’t expect me to play house with you.”
 
“Aww, that hurts Tom. It really does. You might think I am some kinda big, bad pervert but I really do want to be friends with ya. My plan may have been influenced just a teensy bit by the fact I was horny as fuck, but the plan WAS to find a place that you’d be safe. And let me tell ya, there is nothing I protect more aggressively than my nuts. It’s fine though man… I wanted to take my off day for just you and me. But like you said, I can’t force you to be my bud. I guess I’ll just think of some other way to spend the day… like maybe doing jumping jacks? Nah, might just go jog for a couple of miles. Just slip my shorts on and let my junk dance free for the trip. Or maybe, just maybe, I could go to my room and have an all day porn binge. Get a different kind of work out if you catch my drift?”
 
Thomas could practically HEAR the smirk in her voice, and blanched. He had just recovered from her last bout of fun. “...fine. We’ll have your friend talk.”
 
“Nice! I was thinking we could go back and forth. I’ll come up with some questions. I’ll answer first, then you. Sound good?”
 
Before the tiny could even open his mouth Mary started. “Great! Ok, start with something simple. What’s your favorite food? Mine is a good sirloin steak. Medium rare.”
 
“Anything that isn’t cum.” Thomas replied flatly.
 
“...Ok, let’s try this again. What are some of your hopes and dreams?”
 
“To somehow force my way out of this dick and take a nice bath miles away from any giant, especially the seemingly female ones that for whatever reason have dicks.”
 
Mary sighed. “That’s because I am a futa. I come packing everything, but that’s besides the point. Would it kill ya to take this seriously man?”
 
“Oh, my mistake. Hello, my name is Thomas. My favorite food is giant jizz and my dream is to be stuck in a cum filled sack for the rest of my life. OH WAIT! I already am! Dreams really do come true!”
 
“Sensing a bit of hostility from ya dude. This is exactly why we need this talk. So to show this is all in good faith I’ll let you know my deepest, darkest secret… but only if you promise not to tell anyone.”
 
The tiny rolled his eyes. “I highly doubt anyone will be close enough to your cock for me to share your secrets with them. Unless they are sucking you off. In which case, I doubt they’ll be in the mood to strike up a conversation.”
 
“Thomas. I need you to fucking swear this to me man.” Mary replied, voice dead serious.
 
“...Ok. I swear I’ll never tell a soul your secret. There. Now what the hell is it?”
 
The futa sighed in relief, then took a deep breath. “The truth is… my real name isn’t Mary. It’s Maria. Maria Louise Carrol.”
 
The room went quiet for a moment. Mary, nervously shifting, and in turn shaking Thomas. It was the tiny man that broke the silence first.
 
“...that’s it? All that build up and THAT is your secret?! I thought you were about to say you were a serial killer or something!”
 
“Tommy my secret is WAY worse than that! I mean, it’s three of the girliest names all rolled into one! You know what it was like being a tomboy in middle school and having all the other kids tease you about your name? It was awful! Once I moved away from my hometown I started to go by Mary and never looked back. And you better not tell anyone!” She said pointing a finger accusingly at her sack.
 
“Oh boohoo. Some kids teased you once. You think that’s bad? At least you never had to-” The words froze in Thomas’ throat. He had been so frustrated that he almost drug up something that should stay buried. He hoped that his futa captor was too dense to notice.
 
Sadly luck never seemed to be on the his side.
 
“Never had to what Tom?”
 
“Nothing. Don’t worry about it. And I won’t tell anyone about your ridiculous insecurities about your name.”
 
“Tommy. I just told you about my dark past so you better not hold out on me.”
 
“It’s nothing! So can you just drop it and ask me another one of your dumb questions already?”
 
“Tom if you have decided to go back on our deal then we can head back to my room. I haven’t watched Big Titty Bimbo Island 1 through 7 yet. We could marathon them together if you aren’t in the mood to talk.”
 
“Fine! Watch whatever the hell you want. I don’t care, so just let it go already.”
 
“DUDE! I told you my real name. I haven’t shared that with anyone in YEARS. The least you can tell me is whatever stupid secret you are so hung up on.”
 
Thomas was angry. It was personally infuriating to the tiny how she thought that mild inconvenience was so awful. But what truly pushed him over the edge was the giant calling HIS secret stupid.
 
“Shut the hell up about your name! It pisses me off that you can sit there with a straight fucking face and act like it was so terrible. Oh boohoo some kids teased you once. I watched my friends DIE after they left me for dead you stupid, horny bitch!”
 
“...Dude.”
 
“Oh, no witty comeback this time? Yeah, I thought so. You giants think you have it soooo tough. You never had to leave the place you called home, because a snake broke in and tried to make you lunch. YOU never got chased through a park by a jogger trying to let out some steam on tinies because they couldn’t fight back. YOU NEVER had to watch, FUCKING WATCH, your friends you’ve known your whole damn life look you in the eyes then leave you behind when you sprained your ankle trying to get away. Then in a cruel twist of fate giving you the middle finger, being the only one the giant didn’t see, giving you a front row seat to him trampling them to death. So FUCK YOU trying to pretend we are ‘buds’ or whatever else you want to call it. Even if you weren’t full of it, I’m better off alone. I know I won’t betray myself or die and leave me behind...”
 
He couldn’t have stopped that tirade if he had wanted to. It was as if Mary had made a hole in a damn that caused the whole thing to collapse.
 
Again the silence returned. This time deeper and longer than before, Thomas having withdrawn into himself. A few minutes passed before it was finally broken by Mary.
 
“What did he look like?”
 
“What?” the tiny asked with venom in his voice.
 
“What did that fucker look like. I need to know so I can find him and push his teeth in.”
 
“Yeah, sure. Whatever.” the tiny scoffed. “I didn’t get a look at his face, and even if I did I know you aren’t serious. There isn’t a single reason for you to do something like that.”
 
“Of course there is you dense little nut nugget! That son of a bitch messed you up for life! It might not be illegal to kill tinies, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t find him and bring him into an inch of his life. It wouldn’t fix what happened, and it wouldn’t undo the shit that asshole did to your head in the process, but don’t you tell me it wouldn’t feel good to know he would be eating all his meals through a straw for months. That’s the least I could do for you.”
 
“You’re telling me you’d risk jail time for a random tiny you met yesterday?”
 
“Maybe, but it doesn’t change the fact I consider that tiny a swell dude. That’s enough for me to consider them a friend, even if you think that makes me dumb as hell. And I don’t care what you think friends are, and whether you think you need ‘em or not. You got a ‘stupid, horny, fuckin’ bitch’ as a friend, and she is never gonna leave you behind. Whether you want her to or not.”
 
Thomas opened his mouth to argue, but then paused. It was strange. If he didn’t know better he thought she might be telling the truth. But that couldn’t be right. She was the giant that had used him to get off. Mary couldn’t possibly REALLY give a damn about him.
 
Could she?
 
For the first time since that conversation in her hand the night before, Thomas wasn’t sure.
 
“...you’d really do that for me?” he asked hesitantly.
 
There was no hesitation on Mary’s part. “In a heartbeat dude.”
 
The tiny didn’t believe it. Or he didn’t want to believe it. If he gave her the chance it would just make it so easy for her to use that trust to screw with him. Laugh at how dumb he’d been to believe he was anything other than an item. But no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t shake the feeling it was worth a shot. After all, they WERE stuck together now.
 
Eventually, he made his decision clear with a single word reply. “Thanks.”
 
Mary smiled. “No problem Thomas… but man that was some serious shit.” She said as she rubbed the back of her head. “Maybe we’ll have another sharing session later. Right now let’s lighten things up a little. How about a movie?”
 
“...you know I can’t actually SEE anything through your balls right?”
 
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll just pick something with a lot of dialogue. OH! How about Attack of the Ninja Nudist Sister Wives?”
 
“Seriously?”
 
“Come on Tom! The plot is so stupid and filled with cheesy lines it’s hilarious.” She said as she stood up and headed towards her computer to set up the movie.
 
“Sure. I bet you just don’t own any movies that AREN’T porn.” Thomas teased… only to find Mary didn’t respond. “...oh gods. I’m right aren’t I?”
 
“So Tom.” she said completely ignoring the tinies words. “I told you my full name. What’s yours?”
 
“What’s it matter? Not like you’ll use it anyway.”
 
“Oh come on man. After that heart to heart you can’t STILL be that mean to your bud can you?”
 
After a moment a barely audible murmur was heard.
 
“What was that?”
 
“...Dickson. My name is Thomas Dickson.”
 
Thomas could hear Mary rapidly suck in air. Trying desperately to hold back.
 
The tiny sighed. “Go ahead.”
 
The giant futa keeled over laughing, tears streaming down her face. She laughed so hard and long Thomas was even tossed about by her convulsing body. “HAHAHAHA! Oh gods! Your in my dick, and your last name is DICKson.” It took her a couple of minutes before she managed to catch her breath.
 
Thomas just groaned. “I hate you so much.” He grumbled, but with the smallest smirk on his face.
 
“I love you too buddy.”