One moment he was nodding off on the subway, carriage packed with commuters, the next, the train was jerking to a halt in the middle of a tunnel, empty.

Or almost empty. He smelled her before he saw her, an intoxicating cocktail of sweat and arousal that sent the blood rushing to his groin. And when he whirled around to face the noise of her scrambling, when he finally saw her, his sleep-addled brain could only form the usual questions - what the hell am I looking at (your new owner), how the hell did she even get in here (magic and/or sheer stubbornness), did she even pay for a ticket (absolutely not).

Even if he'd been quick to react, it would have been no use; she was on him in seconds, thick fingers tearing through his suit and shirt like they were tissue paper, and laying him down, dragging him by the feet back towards the rear of the carriage.

He was still yelling and trying to crawl away from her iron grasp - half bargaining, half invoking lawyers and police and justice that would never arrive - when he felt something hot and wet slip over his feet. Looking back he could see the giantess's hands, and his feet disappearing between a pair of plump, slick lips. He stared in stunned silence for a moment; but the spell was broken when she moaned, grabbing the railings above her and thrusting her hips forwards. In an instant he felt his legs sucked deeper, his body slipping inside her slick pussy, and he yelped, scrabbling at the floor. The flesh on his legs pulsed with her pleasure, squeezing and sucking like a hungry mouth. The flesh was hot and wet, gripping his legs, sucking him deeper.

The smell of her sweaty cunt washed over him and he moaned weakly. She was wet, slick with desire at the thought of unbirthing this slim white boy and turning him into a sex-slave, warping his mind so that all she could think about was women like her, of spending days buried under her huge fat ass.

He moaned as the flesh crept up over his knees, the woman's huge belly jiggling as she thrust deeper over his body. It was so hot and tight, like nothing he'd ever felt. He realised, looking up at her belly wobbling as she sank down to his thighs, that he would be completely isolated from the world, once he was inside her. He could't count the number of times he'd spotted a woman like her walking around with the kind of hugely pregnant belly that could only contain an unbirthed slave, and yearned to take their place.
His struggles slowed as he felt his erection slip against her fat lips, moaning as his body was engulfed by hers, his whole body become a toy for her to pleasure herself with; and when the lips closed over his head, he was alread limp, surrendered to the sensation.

She lay there panting, watching her belly contract as the young man was packed tighter and tighter inside her, the womb slowly contracting him into a tight foetal ball, his struggles growing weaker as the flesh wrapped around his limbs, holding him in place. And then, the faintest moan, barely audible beneath the fat of her stomach, as his cock slipped into the tight sheathe of flesh inside her. Her second pussy, the one that would slowly drain his balls, pushing him to orgasm after orgasm until his mind broke completely.

Now, all she had to do was get out before someone asked to see her ticket.


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A sketch for a story; imagine *The Ring*, except the video is pornographic, and everyone who watches it is unbirthed by a fat giantess.

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