Part 2 of Issei's Unaware Journey.
Issei--
Each step of the journey back to the clubhouse was a mixture of exhilaration and agony. As Akeno walked, her breasts jostled with each step, and I found myself rubbing up against her nipple. At my tiny size, it nearly took up half my body.
The sensation was both electrifying and overwhelming. Her skin was warm and slightly slick with sweat, making my grip precarious. Every rise and fall of her breast felt like riding a soft, fleshy roller coaster, and despite the discomfort, I couldn't help but revel in the pleasure it brought.
After what felt like an eternity, the girls arrived at the clubhouse and walked inside. The sudden cessation of movement was a relief, but I was too engrossed in my situation to pay much attention to their muffled, booming voices. My world was dominated by the presence of Akeno's nipple, which I began to kiss and hug in a fevered embrace. My body moved on its own, humping against the giant nub of flesh, lost in a haze of desire.
Then, unexpectedly, Akeno decided to take off her bra. The fabric shifted around me as she removed her shirt, and with a playful smirk, she asked Asia to unclip her bra. Asia, ever the innocent, did as requested, unaware of Akeno's true intentions. As the bra was released, I felt myself falling back into the cup, landing in the center of the soft, cushioned fabric.
From my new position, I looked up to see Akeno's colossal face peering down at me. Her eyes were enormous, and as she lowered the bra, I could feel the rush of her breath like gusts of wind. Her gaze was intense, filled with curiosity and amusement. Asia, noticing Akeno's excitement, asked what was so fascinating.
"It's a member of the race of tiny people," Akeno declared with a blush. She held the bra closer to her face, and I could see her giant eyes scrutinizing me. Asia and Rias leaned in, their enormous eyes peering down at me with varied expressions. Asia looked confused, but Rias had a knowing look on her face.
Rias explained, "There's a mysterious race of tiny people that live all over the world, and even in the underworld. They mostly hide and live away from giant beings, but some become huge perverts and can't help but get close to giant beings."
Akeno's blush deepened as she added, "That's right, and look at this tiny pervert now." Her voice was filled with a mix of amusement and mischief. My heart sank as I realized they mistook me for a member of this tiny race.
"Then this pervert needs to be punished," Akeno continued, her tone playful but firm. "And I have the perfect punishment for him."
With a mischievous glint in her eye, Akeno handed the bra to Asia, who held it with a puzzled expression. Akeno stuck out her tongue and pulled out her tongue ring, revealing a small secret compartment within it.
"I bought this in case I ever came across a member of the tiny people," Akeno explained. The ring's compartment was just the right size to trap someone of my size. Her intention was clear, and my blood ran cold at the thought of being trapped within the ring.
The moment Akeno revealed the secret compartment in her tongue ring, my heart pounded with dread. I watched helplessly as her enormous fingers moved with deliberate slowness, unscrewing the tiny ball at the end.
The compartment was revealed, just the right size to trap someone of my diminutive stature. I struggled to make myself heard, to make them understand that I wasn't what they thought, but my voice was too small, too weak against the towering figures of Akeno, Rias, and Asia.
"This pervert needs to be punished," Akeno declared with a mix of amusement and determination. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she brought the ring closer to me.
"Let's do it together," Rias said, her voice carrying a knowing, playful tone. Asia, still confused but obedient, nodded. I was surrounded by their massive faces, their expressions ranging from curious to mischievous.
I tried to scramble away, but Rias's enormous fingers gently but firmly plucked me from the bra cup. The sensation was surreal; her touch was gentle yet inescapable. She held me up to her eye level, examining me with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
"Don't squirm too much, tiny one," Rias said softly, her breath washing over me like a warm wind. She carefully placed me into the tiny compartment of Akeno's tongue ring. The fit was snug, the space barely allowing me to move.
Akeno watched with an eager expression. She held the tongue ring up to her face, her eyes scrutinizing my minuscule form trapped inside. The giantess then brought it to her mouth. The sight was both mesmerizing and terrifying; her lips parted, revealing the cavernous interior of her mouth.
From my vantage point, everything seemed larger than life. Akeno's tongue loomed before me, a massive, undulating muscle ready to envelop me. As she inserted the ring back into her mouth, I was plunged into a world of wet heat and darkness. The space around me was humid, the scent and taste of her mouth overpowering.
The compartment of the ring protected me from direct contact with the moisture, but the sight of Akeno's tongue and the movement of her mouth were disorienting. Her tongue moved with a deliberate slowness, positioning the ring back in place. I could see the faint outline of her teeth, the glistening walls of her mouth, and the undulating surface of her tongue.
I looked out from the small compartment and saw the giant faces of Asia and Rias. Their expressions were still filled with curiosity and amusement. I felt a mix of awe and helplessness as I stared at them, realizing how insignificant I was in this massive world.
Akeno began to speak, and my entire world was rocked with each movement of her tongue. The vibrations were intense, shaking the tiny compartment with every syllable she uttered. The sound was muffled and distorted from my position, turning her words into an indecipherable rumble. I was completely at the mercy of her movements, tossed around by the sheer force of her speech.
The sensation was overwhelming. Each time Akeno's tongue shifted, the compartment vibrated violently. I could see the motion of her mouth, the way her tongue curled and pressed against her teeth to form words. The view was surreal, like watching a massive, living machine in motion. The rhythmic rise and fall of her tongue created waves of saliva that glistened in the dim light filtering through her lips.
Just as I thought I might become accustomed to the tumultuous ride, Rias leaned in. Her face filled my vision, her lips parting as she moved closer to Akeno. The sight was both beautiful and terrifying. Then, their lips met in a passionate kiss.
The world around me became a storm of motion and moisture. Akeno's tongue moved with fervor, pressing against Rias's in a dance of wet heat. Saliva coated the inside of the compartment, the clear liquid clinging to the tiny bubble that protected me. The space around me was filled with the sloshing sound of their tongues mingling, and I was caught in the middle of it all.
Despite the bubble's protection, the force of their kiss was overwhelming. The rhythmic motion of their tongues and the constant flow of saliva created a dizzying, disorienting experience. I was tossed around within the compartment, my senses overwhelmed by the proximity of these colossal beings and the intimate act they were sharing.
For what felt like an eternity, the kiss continued, the world around me a blur of motion and sensation. The heat, the moisture, the relentless movement—it was all-consuming. I could barely make out the muffled sounds of their enjoyment, their voices blending into a symphony of passion and dominance.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Rias and Akeno parted. The sudden cessation of movement was jarring, leaving me breathless and disoriented. The bubble around me was coated in a thin layer of saliva, the liquid glistening in the dim light. I could see the satisfied expressions on their faces as they looked at each other, completely unaware of the intense ordeal I had just endured.
As Akeno smiled and licked her lips, I knew that my ordeal was far from over. The realization that I was entirely at their mercy settled in, filling me with a mix of fear and anticipation for what might come next.
My entire world rocked as Akeno clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth. The motion was sudden and violent, sending shockwaves through the small compartment I was trapped in. Each movement of her tongue reverberated through me, a disorienting combination of wet heat and pressure. The vibrations from her speech were a chaotic rumble, rendering her words completely unintelligible from my tiny perspective.
The intensity of the moment increased as Akeno's mouth opened, letting in light and revealing a distorted view of the outside world. Through the saliva-coated bubble, I could see Asia sitting down and leaning back onto the couch. The sight of her colossal form settling into the cushions was a mixture of awe and terror. Everything about my surroundings was magnified to a scale that was almost impossible to comprehend.
As Akeno kneeled down in front of Asia, the motion was a dizzying shift in perspective. Her enormous hands moved with precision, gently pushing Asia's dress out of the way. The fabric shifted like a massive curtain, revealing the church woman's colossal vagina. The sight was both overwhelming and intimate, the sheer scale of Asia's body dominating my view.
Akeno's tongue extended, and from my vantage point, it was a surreal, undulating landscape of wet flesh. The moment her tongue made contact with Asia's entrance, I was bombarded by the intense sensations. The folds quickly became moist, glistening with Akeno's saliva as she slowly licked around the lips. The warmth and movement were disorienting, the rhythmic motions of her tongue creating waves of heat and moisture.
Despite the chaotic environment, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of enjoyment. The sheer scale of everything around me was both terrifying and exhilarating. I glanced down at my own body, noticing my erection, and a pang of despair hit me. In this form, I would never be able to experience sex as I once did, a stark reminder of my predicament.
Akeno's tongue pushed deeper into Asia, the forceful motion sending me into another wave of disorientation. The inner walls of Asia's vagina were a hot, wet labyrinth, and Akeno licked with deliberate slowness, exploring every inch. The intensity of the moment was heightened by the proximity of these colossal beings, their every movement a seismic event in my tiny world.
For what felt like an eternity, Akeno continued her ministrations. Each motion of her tongue was a blend of pleasure and torment, the pressure and heat creating a sensory overload. The rhythmic movements were hypnotic, and I could feel the build-up of tension as Asia approached climax. The tremors around me increased in intensity, the walls of Asia's vagina quivering with anticipation.
Then, with a sudden and powerful contraction, Asia had an orgasm. The massive tremors shook me to my core, the walls around me pulsating with the force of her release. Akeno's tongue was coated in a mixture of saliva and Asia's fluids, the taste and scent filling the air. The sensation was overwhelming, a powerful reminder of my own insignificance in this vast, intimate landscape.
As Akeno pulled her tongue back into her mouth, the motion was slow and deliberate. The shift in perspective was dizzying, the wet heat of her mouth a stark contrast to the slick warmth of Asia's vagina. I was once again surrounded by the humid darkness of Akeno's mouth, the rhythmic rise and fall of her breathing creating a sense of confinement.
The light from the outside world faded as Akeno closed her mouth, sealing me back in the wet, humid environment. The taste and scent of Asia's fluids lingered in the air, a potent reminder of the intimate moment I had just witnessed. My tiny form was once again at the mercy of Akeno's every movement, the enormity of my surroundings a constant, overwhelming presence.
As Akeno spoke again, the vibrations of her voice were a chaotic symphony, the words indistinguishable but the intent clear. I was trapped in a world of giants, their every action a seismic event in my tiny reality.
I was hoping for a break, a moment to catch my breath and process the chaos that had become my existence. But then, through the tiny window of Akeno's mouth, I saw her head turn and her lips part in a smile. The sight of Kiba entering the room filled me with a mix of anticipation and dread. Akeno's mouth opened slightly, revealing her teeth like gleaming white boulders, and she began to speak again.
The vibrations from her voice sent my world into a wild, disorienting spin. Each word was like an earthquake, shaking me violently within the tiny compartment of her tongue ring. I clung to whatever stability I could find, but it was futile. Her words were a chaotic symphony, the sounds muffled and distorted, making it impossible to understand. After what felt like an eternity, the shaking subsided, and I could finally catch a glimpse of the outside world again.
Through the gap in Akeno's mouth, I saw Kiba sitting on a chair, his expression calm and composed. My perspective was surreal, like watching a scene unfold from within a living, breathing machine. Akeno's hands moved with deliberate grace, pulling Kiba's pants down to his ankles. Her fingers worked deftly, ripping his boxers off with a quick, effortless swipe. Kiba's flaccid member came into view, a towering structure from my tiny vantage point.
Akeno's mouth moved closer and closer, her breath washing over me in warm, humid waves. Her tongue darted out, a massive, undulating muscle that licked Kiba's flaccid member with slow, deliberate strokes. The sight was both mesmerizing and terrifying, the scale of everything around me emphasizing my insignificance. Each movement of her tongue was like watching a giant, living landscape in motion, the texture of her tongue magnified to an unimaginable degree.
As Akeno continued her ministrations, Kiba's member began to swell, growing from a soft, flaccid state to a rigid, erect tower. Akeno gathered saliva in her mouth, and I could feel the buildup of moisture around me. The liquid pooled beneath me, and then, with a sudden motion, she dropped the gathered saliva onto Kiba's erection. The sensation was overwhelming, the heat and wetness amplifying the already intense environment.
Akeno's tongue began to lick the entire shaft, moving slowly from top to bottom and then back up again. Each stroke was a deliberate, sensuous motion that made the entire scene feel like a surreal, intimate dance. The movements were slow at first, but as Kiba's arousal increased, Akeno's tongue began to work more vigorously. She licked the tip of Kiba's erection gently, coaxing out drops of precum that landed right beside me, glistening like tiny pools of liquid in the dim light.
Then, Akeno took Kiba's entire erection into her mouth, and the real motion began. Her lips sealed around the base, and she started to pump, her head bobbing up and down with increasing speed. The saliva in her mouth mixed with the precum, creating a slippery, wet environment that only intensified the experience. I was tossed around within the compartment, the rhythmic motion of her mouth creating a relentless, dizzying ride.
The intensity grew as Akeno's pace quickened. More and more saliva was added, coating every surface in a slick, warm layer. The sound of her sucking and licking was a constant, overwhelming background noise, each slurp and swallow magnified in my tiny world. The heat was intense, the moisture all-encompassing, and I could barely keep my bearings as the movements became more vigorous.
Kiba tensed, his muscles tightening as he approached climax. Akeno pulled back, leaving only the tip of his erection in her mouth. She used the tip of her tongue to give the head a few final licks, each motion precise and deliberate. The slit in Kiba's erection opened, and several spurts of cum launched out, coating Akeno's tongue in thick, sticky strands.
The last spurt landed directly on the tongue ring that contained me, covering my protective bubble in the warm, sticky substance. The sensation was overwhelming, the liquid clinging to every surface. Akeno's mouth was a chaotic mess of saliva and cum, the mixture pooling around me as she gathered the goo with her tongue.
With a final, deliberate motion, Akeno pulled away from Kiba and swallowed the entire load in one go. The movement was a powerful, sweeping gesture, the muscles of her throat working to draw the liquid down into her stomach. The sensation of being surrounded by such intense, intimate actions was almost too much to bear, and I could feel the vibrations of her swallowing resonate through my tiny prison.
As the heat and moisture finally began to subside, I was left in a state of dizzying disorientation. The world around me was still, the echoes of the recent chaos lingering in the back of my mind.
The enormity of my situation settled in once more, a mix of fear, awe, and a twisted sense of fascination. My journey was far from over, and the uncertainty of what lay ahead filled me with both dread and anticipation.
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Oh No! Poor Issei, what will happen to him next?.. Stay tuned to find out