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“Hey Star, are you alright in here? I thought I heard- OH MY GOSH!!” Marco threw up his hands to shield his eyes.
Star sat in the middle of her room. Her dress- and more notably her underwear- lay draped sloppily over the side of her bed, leaving her mostly naked with only an undershirt, socks and her headband. Her thighs were spread but her knees were bent; her legs forming a ring in front of her exposed crotch, blocked from view only by her arm as she reached down to touch herself.
“Oops, I guess I should’ve locked the door…” she said looking up at him, blushing a bit with embarrassment.
“Uh, yeah!” Marco scolded. “Wait, is that-” Marco’s eye was caught by a familiar board game, laid out on the floor just outside the area his hands were currently blocking: Slide Land, the Mewman version of the game Chutes & Ladders, played using magical animated miniatures of the actual players. They had been playing it the other day, but never finished. He saw the miniature Star- which is what had caught his attention- waving at him as she sat on the game board.
“Where’s…” he started to ask, but trailed off as he heard a faint, muffled scream coming from Star’s direction.
“Are- are you using the little Marco!?” he asked, lowering his hands slightly so he could see Star’s face- but nothing else.
“Yeah, he’s the perfect size,” Star replied, a bit dreamy-eyed as she continued to feel her toy moving around inside her.
“But- but- aren’t you worried you might get hurt? He could kick you, like really hard, or maybe-”
“Come on Marco. I’m 14, I can handle a micro,” she replied. Classic Marco; always worried about Star’s well-being first, even in the weirdest and wildest of circumstances. He watched her upper body tense slightly as she lightly clenched her inner muscles, eliciting a louder reaction from her privates, illustrating her point and causing her to shudder with pleasure.
But as he continued to stand there awkwardly, it became clear that he was interested in more than just her safety.
“Come on Star, just put him back in the game. I think he’s been through enough,” he said uncomfortably.
“But it’s just a magic game piece. It’s probably not even alive,” she argued.
“Yeah, but, it’s a tiny me,” Marco replied, “It just seems… wrong.”
Star sighed in disappointment and it looked like she was about to give in, when she seemed to suddenly get a different idea.
“Okay Marco,” she said slyly, “I’ll make a deal. If you can beat me at Slide Land, I’ll let ‘Micro’ out and stop using him.”
“What!? Seriously Star?”
“You heard me; I’m not giving up my toy so easily.”
Now it was Marco’s turn to sigh. He wasn’t sure what was going on in his friend’s head, but his conscience wouldn’t let him walk away. Besides, with the way Star plays Slide Land, he didn’t think it would be too difficult.
“Fine, let’s just get this over with,” Marco said. He started to walk forward, but tripped on one of Star’s boots, nearly falling over.
“It’s okay Marco, you can put your hands down, I don’t mind,” Star said, sounding innocent enough.
“Uh… well, okay, if you say so,” he replied. He slowly lowered his arms and walked over to the game board. Sitting down in front of it, he looked over at Star expectantly. She smiled at him and stood up, coming over to join him.
Marco did his best to keep his gaze solely on her face, but as she approached, he couldn’t help but think about the fact that a tiny version of himself was currently wedged between her hips; squeezed between her shifting legs as she walked. He found his gaze drawn irresistibly downward toward his best friend’s private reaches. The bottom of her trim belly peaked out from under her light shirt and flowed down into her smooth crotch, tucked between her legs as she walked, and dotted with a single pink heart just above her slit.
She paused, still standing, as she arrived at the game board. Marco, who was practically staring at this point, thought he saw a few tiny bulges appear; a sign of something struggling just below the skin.
“You like what you see?” Star asked. Marco went red as his hoodie and quickly looked away.
“Star, you’re… you’re acting kinda weird,” he said.
“What? No! I’m just… a little excited, that’s all,” she explained. Marco didn’t like the sound of that. He glanced back at her as she sat down, seeing the large grin on her face. His better reason told him something wasn’t right, but he ignored it.
Alright, let’s just get through this, he told himself. If I just keep my eyes on the board, it’ll be like a totally normal game. Looking over said board, he spotted the single die, as well as the miniature Star, already standing at the starting point, looking up at him with an even more excited expression than the real Star.
“Wait, what am I going to play with?” he asked. He looked up only to see Star already pointing her wand at him. Before he had a chance to say another word, she cast her spell.
“Shrinkus Dinkiticus!” she announced, sending forth a blast of pink light. Marco was forced to shut his eyes, and for a second or two he felt completely disoriented. When it was over, he blinked a few times, and the first thing he noticed was Star’s hand, reaching out as if to help him onto his feet. He grabbed it without thinking as he regained his bearings, but quickly noticed that the Star who was helping him up was fully clothed, and he seemed to be standing on… was it the game board? He looked up, and sure enough there was the real Star, towering over him as she sat cross-legged in front of the board.
“Star!” Marco protested.
“Well your normal game piece is busy, so I figured you’ll just have to fill in,” she explained. “Now, before we start, I think we should finish arranging our deal.”
“What do you mean?” the shrunken boy asked nervously.
“Well we already agreed that if you win, I have to give up ‘Micro’. But if I win… you get to take his place,” she said.
“What!? Star, that’s-”
“Nope. You already agreed; you should have let me finish explaining first.” He turned to the tiny Star standing next to him.
“Come on, help me out here! You can’t possibly be okay with this,” he pleaded.
“Are you kidding? Letting her use my Marco was my idea!” she replied, “But I guess she’d rather have the real thing. You know, if you’re really so worried about this, you should’ve thought twice before interrupting our fun. Maturing princesses can get pretty intense when it comes to keeping themselves satisfied.” Marco briefly recalled the events of Star’s ‘mewberty’; admittedly this seemed tame by comparison.
There was a sudden bang as a large cube hit the board next to them, bouncing a few times before coming to a stop.
“Five,” Star announced. Her miniature waved goodbye to Marco and then quickly skipped away, counting spaces as she went.
What have I gotten myself into? He asked himself.
“Your turn Marco. But I think the die is a little bit big for you. Don’t worry, I’ll roll for you.” Her giant hand reached down and picked up the cube before throwing it onto the board again. “Four,” she announced.
Marco walked the four spaces forward, and she rolled the die again. And so it continued, with Marco and mini-Star taking turns advancing up the board, both managing to avoid any slides or staircases for the time being. Marco was just beginning to focus on the game itself, when Star suddenly broke the flow.
“Ugh, sitting with my legs like this is just so uncomfortable,” she complained. Shifting around a bit, she uncrossed her legs and stretched them out, spreading one to either side of the game board. Marco groaned uncomfortably as he noticed his friend’s privates were now clearly in view; her little pink heart nearly half his current size, her delicate slit presenting itself as it came up from the floor where she sat.
“Ah, much better,” she sighed.
“Looking good Star!” called her tiny counterpart from a few spaces ahead of Marco.
“Can we please just get on with this?” he asked.
“You know, you should be a bit more appreciative,” tiny Star criticized. “It takes work for a princess to keep herself that smooth.”
“Micro sure seems to appreciate it,” the real Star added.
Looking back, Marco saw that one of Star’s hands had drifted down to her privates, teasing her lips open and rubbing at the sensitive folds within. More little cries of protest could be heard as her nethers pulsed a few times in response.
“Star!” Marco complained.
“Well you try having a micro in your vagina and not touching yourself!” she argued, but withdrew her hand nonetheless.
Reaching out (thankfully with her clean hand), she grabbed the die again and continued the game. It went on for a few more minutes, with Marco overtaking and then falling behind again; riding slides and climbing stairs. But every now and then Star would add in a few words of encouragement.
“Ooo, he really does feel good in there,” she would say.
“Oh he’s really moving now.”
“Yeah, that’s the spot.”
And every so often she would inconspicuously reach down and stroke her slit, or simply brush her fingers over the immaculate skin between her hips, which still twitched from time to time as the micro inside struggled.
As they started to reach the end of the game, Marco began to worry. They had been neck and neck this whole time- and this was purely a game of chance; there was nothing he could do but watch each roll and silently calculate his odds.
“We’re getting close, Marco,” Star teased.
“About that… isn’t there, um, anything else you might want for your end of the deal?” he asked hopefully.
“Nope,” she replied cheerily, rolling again.
“Darn, a two.” Her piece moved forward. She rolled again.
“Ugh, a six?” Marco quickly moved forward his spaces, counting his blessings. That put him in the lead by two whole squares, and only four away from the end! She rolled again.
“YES! SIX!” she exclaimed.
The relieved look on Marco’s face faded as he watched mini-Star sprint past him and land on the winning square. His eyes grew wide as he looked over at the real Star, who had already started to make her move.
She got up onto her knees and waddled onto the board, stopping just in front of the two tiny figures, towering above them like a living skyscraper. Marco stared up, the massive trunks of her legs rose before him, joining at her crotch where her massive labia hung almost directly overhead.
“Well, I guess I won’t be needing this anymore,” she announced. He saw her chest rise as she took a deep breath and then watched as her lower belly contracted sharply, squeezing in on the contents of her womanhood.
Her lips parted, revealing a hint of her velvety tunnel as a pair of legs passed through, quickly followed by the rest of the micro’s body as it slid quickly out from the opening.
“Woooooaaah- oof!”
Micro hit the floor with a splat, his entire body covered from head to toe in thick slime from the princess’s royal rear. He looked around, panting, until he noticed Marco.
“You’ve gotta get out of here,” Micro breathed, “I’ve been in there for almost an hour! And I don’t think she’s even gotten off yet!”
“Oh no you don’t,” came a voice from behind as mini-Star grabbed the shrunken boy before he had a chance to run.
“Trader!” Micro cried.
“Oh, come on! It’s all in good fun,” she justified.
“Not for us,” Micro argued.
They were interrupted as the real Star reached down, grabbing Micro by the hoodie and raising him up, globs of natural lubricant still dripping down onto the game board below.
“You know, with you two at the same size, it’s really hard to tell you guys apart,” she said. “I’d better put you somewhere special so I don’t accidentally mix you up.” She brought him in close to her crotch again.
“Star, what are you gonna do with him?” Marco asked, still restrained.
Rather than answer with words, she positioned the Micro underneath herself again, but this time much farther back.
“No, not there! Anywhere but there!” he started to plead, but he was cut off as Star pressed her fingers into her puckering anus, forcing Micro’s head inside along with most of his chest. He kicked his legs in protest, but she just pushed him in more; smoothly sliding him past her sphincter with the use of a single finger. A moment later and the ring of muscle closed behind his tiny shoes, leaving him trapped inside without a trace.
“There, all tucked away. Now, as for you.” She reached down again, this time picking up the real Marco out of her miniature’s hold.
“Star… please… you’re scaring me,” he said, staring up at the face of the girl who had just finished shoving his animated likeness up her ass. But when she looked down at his fearful face, her whole demeanor seemed to change. She raised him up to her level and smiled sweetly for a moment, before puckering her lips and giving him a big kiss- which at his size pressed his entire head into her lips.
“Don’t worry Marco, you’re my best friend. I promise to be much more careful with you.” For just a moment, Marco felt a hint of relief; seeing that Star hadn’t completely lost her senses.
But that all changed when Star quickly opened her mouth and tossed him inside.
Marco cried out with surprise as he landed on the princess’s tongue with a splat. Trying to balance and sit up atop the slippery muscle as Star’s jaws quickly closed behind him, sealing him in clammy darkness. The tongue suddenly sprung to life, rolling him around, pressing him up against the roof of her mouth and then out into her cheek, making a cute bulge in her heart-shaped cheek marks.
He felt his friend’s hot saliva begin to seep into his clothes, quickly drenching his hoodie and penetrating everything from his undershirt to his socks.
What is she doing!? he thought to himself. This wasn’t part of the deal! She’s not… she’s not gonna swallow me, is she?!
He felt a wave of pressure pass over him towards the hungry hole that was Star’s throat, followed by a loud gulp as she cleared her mouth of excess saliva. Then he felt the tongue relax below him and was bathed in light once again as Star parted her lips. She stuck out her tongue and gently plucked Marco off it, giving him a good view of her pink throat as he was pulled from her maw.
“What was that for!? I thought you were gonna eat me!” he sputtered.
“Don’t be silly Marco, I just needed some extra lubrication,” she explained. She let herself fall back off her knees and onto her butt (an undoubtably unpleasant experience for little Micro) and assumed the position she had been in when Marco had first entered the room: her legs forming a neat ring in front of her exposed nethers- now heartbreakingly empty, but not for long. She wasted no time lowering Marco down to her crotch and dangling him before her eager slit.
“Now this is where the real fun begins,” she said.
Marco wanted to protest, to try to convince her to stop, but all he could do was stare apprehensively at his best friend’s waiting lips, knowing full well that there was nothing he could really do to stop her from putting him inside. He felt her hand begin to move.
“STAR-”
He plunged face-first into the hot, wet depths of the princess’s vagina, her fingers eagerly shoving him fully inside. The walls themselves seemed to pull at him, dragging him in deeper as they pressed in around him, her natural lubricants commingling with her saliva.
He heard a rhythmic *schlick*ing sound from behind as the walls began to pulse, slowly at first, but quickly coming up to tempo to match the thrusts from Star’s fingers.
He started to squirm, pushing back against the muscular walls, but Star was a warrior and her body was powerful and fit. And right now, as far as her body was concerned, he was her dildo. So he did his best to cover himself with his arms and ride out the contractions, growing steadily faster as she spurred herself on.
As counterintuitive as it might seem, he found himself trying to crawl in deeper, seeking shelter from her spasming fingers in the innermost reaches of her core. Just when he was starting to think he couldn’t take anymore, he reached out his arm and felt himself accidentally brush against a much firmer piece of muscle.
Star cried out as her vagina contracted violently, spewing a stream of clear juices out onto her bedroom floor as she experienced a peak of sexual pleasure. Then she let herself collapse on top of her legs, panting heavily as her body relaxed.
She stayed that way for a good while as she caught her breath, until she felt Marco begin to squirm again. Picking herself up a bit, she reached down and gently parted her lower lips once again. Nearly wincing as she reestablished contact with the supersensitive flesh. But she slipped her fingers inside, as tenderly as possible, and felt around for her friend’s tiny body. She was in almost up to her wrist before she had reached deep enough to feel him. Pinching his legs between her fingertips, she slowly began to pull, shuddering with a quiet moan as she felt his long form sliding along the floor of her vagina towards her exit.
Once she had him outside again, she grabbed his hood with her other hand and brought him up to her face again. He blinked a few times, groaned, and coughed lightly, obviously dazed by the ordeal. Star just gave a satisfied smile and pressed him against her lips for another full-face kiss.
“Thanks for that Marco,” she said. “You’re the best!”
*Pfffrt*
“Now if you’ll excuse me, I think it’s time to let Micro out.”