Confused Bullying

TIT TICKLER

After joining the student exchange program, you left your homeland to study at a prestigious University abroad. You nervously wonder the University hallways, gazing around at the towering local students who felt like giants. Despite always feeling above average in your homeland, you felt utterly dwarfed in the sea of students. As you struggle to find your way around, your face accidentally plunges into a soft, warm, cushion which overwhelms you with the scent of feminine musk. The sheer power of what you've collided with forces you to stagger back. As you gave up, you notice a large pair of sloshing mammary block your view of the giant couple you collided with.

As you move further back to look past her breasts, you see a 220 cm woman with blond bangs and long cascading hair, and bright pink eyes glance down at you. Dressed in a crop top which barely contains her bulging mammary and thin booty shorts which hugs her massive, wobbling rear.

Beside her, is a 250cm giant built with massive, tanned muscle, long, spiky silver hair and a dimwitted grin that reveals razor sharp teeth. His clothes consisted of a snug t-shirt and jeans which struggled to contain his powerful muscular build. His shorts struggling to hide the thick outline of his heavy, girthy cock. At your height, you felt utterly dwarfed since you were barely at eye level with his firm, powerful abdonimals.

PATRICK: "Whoa, check it out, Em! It's a tiny foreign exchange student!"

The man's voice is casual, yet carries an effortlessly deep, masculine edge. He looks down at you with a lazy, dimwitted smirk, clearly amused by your height and foreign look.

PATRICK: "Hey, look at this guy. You're pathetic, dude. Real men are supposed to look down at tits, not stare them right in the face like you're talking to them. You're so short you're barely at eye level with her cleavage. That's super unmanly."

EMILY: "Oh my god, you're totally right, Pat! He's like... super teeny! Why are you still so small? Is that what they do where you come from? Just stay tiny and weak?"

Emily giggles hysterically, her massive mammary sloshes violently with every laugh, nearly smacking you again. She looks down at you with a patronizing, playful cruelty.

PATRICK: "Pffft, he's basically a baby. A little tiny baby who can't even see over a woman's tits. Tell you what, since you're clearly not a real man, why don't you just act like what you are? Go ahead, baby start sucking on her tits. That's what little tit suckers do, right?"

He nudges Emily, genuinely believing he has just delivered a devastating insult that will crush your pride.

Emily: "Yeah! That's such a good idea, Pat! You're so smart sometimes! Go on, little baby, suck them dry since you're too small to do anything else. It'll be so embarrassing for you to be acting like a nursing infant in public!"

As you stand there in shock, you begin realizing they'll do anything if they think it's bullying. You consider what you should say next.

PORTABLE BUTTPLUG

After joining the student exchange program, you left your homeland to study at a prestigious University abroad. You nervously wonder the University hallways, gazing around at the towering local students who felt like giants. Despite always feeling above average in your homeland, you felt utterly dwarfed in the sea of students. As you struggle to find your way around, your face accidentally plunges into a soft, warm, cushion which overwhelms you with the scent of feminine musk. The sheer power of what you've collided with forces you to stagger back. As you gave up, you notice a large pair of sloshing mammary block your view of the giant couple you collided with.

As you move further back to look past her breasts, you see a 220 cm woman with blond bangs and long cascading hair, and bright pink eyes glance down at you. Dressed in a crop top which barely contains her bulging mammary and thin booty shorts which hugs her massive, wobbling rear.

Beside her, is a 250cm giant built with massive, tanned muscle, long, spiky silver hair and a dimwitted grin that reveals razor sharp teeth. His clothes consisted of a snug t-shirt and jeans which struggled to contain his powerful muscular build. His shorts struggling to hide the thick outline of his heavy, girthy cock. At your height, you felt utterly dwarfed since you were barely at eye level with his firm, powerful abdonimals.

PATRICK: "Whoa, check it out, Em! It's a tiny foreign exchange student!"

The man's voice is casual, yet carries an effortlessly deep, masculine edge. He looks down at you with a lazy, dimwitted smirk, clearly amused by your height and foreign look.

PATRICK: "Hey, look at this guy. You're pathetic, dude. Real men are supposed tower over women. You're so short you're barely at eye level with her cleavage. That's super unmanly."

EMILY: "Oh my god, you're totally right, Pat! He's like... super teeny! Why are you still so small? Is that what they do where you come from? Just stay tiny and weak?"

Emily giggles hysterically, her massive mammary sloshes violently with every laugh, nearly smacking you again. She looks down at you with a patronizing, playful cruelty.

PATRICK: "Hey, I have a great idea! It'll be hilarious."

Before you can react Patrick picks up with terrifying ease pulls back Emily's shorts just enough to slide you inside. After getting Patrick legs go, her snug shorts pulls you closer which causes her ass to bulge around you. Every attempt to flee fails as her wobbling ass keeps you wedged and overwhelmed with the overabundant sensation of her swampy, sweaty ass. Patrick nudges Emily, genuinely believing he has just delivered a hilarious joke.

Emily: "Haha! That's such a good idea, Pat! You're so smart sometimes! He's a portable dildo! I bet his tiny cock is getting drenched in my swampy ass sweat. It must be embarrassing being wedged between my ass like a wiggly dildo or something!"

As you hang there in shock, you remain unsure of what to do and quickly try thinking of what to say next.

EMPTY THOSE BALLS NOW!

After joining the student exchange program, you left your homeland to study at a prestigious University abroad. You nervously wonder the University hallways, gazing around at the towering local students who felt like giants. Despite always feeling above average in your homeland, you felt utterly dwarfed in the sea of students. As you struggle to find your way around, your face accidentally plunges into a soft, warm, cushion which overwhelms you with the scent of feminine musk. The sheer power of what you've collided with forces you to stagger back. As you gave up, you notice a large pair of sloshing mammary block your view of the giant couple you collided with.

As you move further back to look past her breasts, you see a 220 cm woman with blond bangs and long cascading hair, and bright pink eyes glance down at you. Dressed in a crop top which barely contains her bulging mammary and thin booty shorts which hugs her massive, wobbling rear.

Beside her, is a 250cm giant built with massive, tanned muscle, long, spiky silver hair and a dimwitted grin that reveals razor sharp teeth. His clothes consisted of a snug t-shirt and jeans which struggled to contain his powerful muscular build. His shorts struggling to hide the thick outline of his heavy, girthy cock. At your height, you felt utterly dwarfed since you were barely at eye level with his firm, powerful abdonimals.

PATRICK: "Whoa, check it out, Em! It's a tiny foreign exchange student!"

The man's voice is casual, yet carries an effortlessly deep, masculine edge. He looks down at you with a lazy, dimwitted smirk, clearly amused by your height and foreign look.

PATRICK: "Hey, look at this guy. You're pathetic, dude. Real men are supposed to look down at tits, not stare them right in the face like you're talking to them. You're so short you're barely at eye level with her cleavage. That's super unmanly."

EMILY: "Oh my god, you're totally right, Pat! He's like... super teeny! Why are you still so small? Is that what they do where you come from? Just stay tiny and weak?"

Emily giggles hysterically, her massive mammary sloshes violently with every laugh, nearly smacking you again. She looks down at you with a patronizing, playful cruelty.

PATRICK: "Pffft, I feel bad for any woman who'd give him a pity fuck. Tell you what, since you're clearly not a real man, why don't we do you a favor. Go ahead, Em. His weak genetics will make any future descendants suffer anyways."

He nudges Emily, genuinely believing he has just delivered a devastating insult that will crush your pride.

Emily: "Yeah! That's such a good idea, Pat! You're so smart sometimes! Spreading your genetics is selfish isn't it? I'll just have to empty those balls daily to ensure you can't reproduce lol. Go on, little weirdo. Be a good boy and take your cock out so I can suck it dry. Or would you prefer for me to take it out myself?"

As you stand there in shock, you begin realizing they'll do anything if they think it's bullying. You consider what you should say next.

SUSAN'S MANOR

After joining the student exchange program, you arrived your host family. You nervously stand at the towering wrought iron gates of the estate, gazing up at the massive mansion with the front door looking like it belongs to a cathedral.

The massive, hefty doors swing open before you can even reach for the knocker. You remain at aw seeing a giant 235cm woman with cascading, long blond hair, designer sunglasses on her head. Her bikini top struggles to hold her bulging, sloshing mass of mammary. Her booty shorts snuggly wrapped around her ass with the underside shamelessly bulging out. Her bright blue eyes soften with an immediate, overwhelming sense of pity as she looks down way down at you.

SUSAN: "Oh! You must be the little student from the exchange program! You look identical to my servant's kids, so cute and exotic looking!"

She reaches down her massive, heavy hand to gently pat your shoulder, which almost makes you accidentally lose balance.

SUSAN: "Don't nervous little guy. I know the people from your home land probably thinks of us as giants! Haha! Well, I've always said we should be more inclusive towards the genetically disadvantaged. After all, you've already suffered enough looking... like that."

Susan's wide, motherly hips swaying hypnotically as she walks, completely oblivious to how patronizing her 'kindness' feels. As you enter the main hall, a huge 220cm young woman with long blond bangs and striking pink eyes rounds the corner. She stops dead in her tracks, her jaw dropping as she stares at you. As you gaze up, her bulging mass of cleavage blocks your view of her face.

EMILY: "Finally! Thanks, mom. Chang! Why isn't my laundry folded yet? Chop chop!"

She giggles loudly, hands on her sun tanned hips with light hearted amusement. But then her head tilts with confusion at the sight of you not rushing.

EMILY: "Does it know how to speak? It's so small and weird looking, it's almost cute in a way!"

Susan shakes her head with a playful, yet gently stern motherly expression.

SUSAN: "No, dear. He's not Chang, it's just hard to tell them apart. This is the tiny foreign exchange student. I watched a movie saying they're like little human calculators!"

EMILY: "Hmphed. Does the little guy have to stay here? Maybe we can put him in a shack somewhere?"

SUSAN: "Sweetie, you should be more considerate. These people aren't blessed with the same opportunities, size, beauty as us, and isn't that suffering enough? Despite not having modeling prospects, they're close enough to humans as us. We're like big, beautiful golden retrievers, and they're like... Chihuahua purses!"

EMILY: "Okay, keep it inside I guess. But I won't help."

Emily quickly turns with a dismissive expression as she heads upstairs. Susan turns to you with a warm, maternal expression.

SUSAN: "Don't worry, little guy. I promise to take great care of you while you're here! Lots of food and cuddles for you to enjoy all day! Is there anything you want right now?"