AurumDistant

It was a fun little exercise in imagining what it must be like for those nanos! Casual actions with perilous results is always a fun mix.

It's nice to want things! ...too bad, she wants you to stay and that overrules your wants!

I know I'm on that list too.~ Glad you like her as well!

Seems she's a dream girl for a lot of us.~ Thank you!

There is no help, there is only tomboy nerd girl. Accept it, this is just how it is now.

Glad a few people have enjoyed it so far. It was pretty dead for a while after posting, which is a little unusual. I think I timed it badly.

Anyway, go drown on a tomboy's body or something.~

So does she.~ Take a deep breath, 'pixel'. Which is your new size.

(Because I just wrote a big new scene for this 'character', here's the original version from a while back if you want more)
#sizesky

That's the end for now.~ Enjoy, friends and pervs.

of that dumb customer now permanently trapped somewhere inside her, slowly melting into nothing while she finishes her shift and drives home, already wondering what to do with her next toy.

And that’s that! You’re just gone - snorted deep into the hidden, sticky passages of Tessa’s cute, freckled nose like the dust you are. She goes back to stacking games with a horny little grin, occasionally rubbing her nose and enjoying the thought

The powerful suction yanks you deep inside; warm, humid darkness swallowing you as you tumble down the slick tunnel, humidity coating your body instantly. She gives another tiny sniff and smiles, feeling the faint tickle deep in her nose for a moment before it fades completely.

4. Snorted - Tessa feels especially mean today, and shrinks you even further, down to dust size on one fingertip. She then lifts you to her face, presses your wriggling speck body right against one flaring nostril, and inhales sharply followed by a satisfied little gasp.

pushed into an indentation by the crushing weight of Tessa’s cute tomboy feet. This is where you’ll stay for as long as you last. Just like all her foot toys before you.~

like a never-ending shower. She keeps working like nothing is happening, occasionally curling her toes to feel your weak struggles tickling her sensitive skin. By closing time, the inside of her sneaker was a swamp and your pathetic, half-drowned form was mashed into the insole,

Her massive, warm toes instantly pin you down, the ball of her foot pressing your face into the soggy insole while she wiggles her foot playfully, grinding you deeper into the grimy, salty mess. Every step she takes squishes you into her sole, fresh sweat oozing over your body

3. Insole - Tessa kicks off her left sneaker behind the counter and drops your tiny, naked body onto the sweat-soaked insole still warm from hours of standing. The damp fabric smells powerfully of salt and sweat and worn rubber as she slides her black-socked foot back in without hesitation.

pathetic, sweat-soaked form still twitching weakly against her skin, then uses a finger to press you more firmly against her before lowering the arm with a satisfied sigh, deciding you’ll make the perfect secret ‘deodorant’ tomorrow too.

She chats cheerfully with customers, completely unbothered while you nearly drown in the steamy, musky darkness, her deodorant long-faded and replaced by pure essence-of-Tessa. By the end of her shift the pit is a soaked mess, as always. She finally raises her arm up just long enough to feel your

Soft hairs curl around you and stick to your damp skin as she lowers her arm, pinning you tight against the hot, moist flesh. Every time she reaches for a game case or leaned over the counter her arm shifts, rolling your helpless form in fresh sweat that poured over you like waves on a sea.

2. Armpit - With a wicked little laugh at your struggles, Tessa lifts her arm and shoves your speck-sized body deep into the damp, slightly fuzzy hollow of her armpit beneath the GameShop polo. Overwhelming humid warmth and the sharp, feminine scent of her workday sweat engulf you completely.

She even cums once behind the counter with a tiny shudder, flooding you in fresh girl-cum that leaves you gasping and drenched, a pathetic little toy sealed inside her hairy, hungry pussy for the rest of the long, horny shift… and beyond, when she goes home.

her natural wetness smearing all over your face and body like warm honey. While she sorts boxes and rings up customers with a bright smile, her free hand occasionally brushes the front of her shorts, circling slowly so your tiny struggles push right against her most sensitive spots.

soft dark curls tickling your skin as a sheen of slick arousal is already coating her folds. She lets the fabric snap back, trapping you in near-perfect darkness just below her slowly-stiffening clit. For the rest of the day, every step she takes grinds you deeper into the sticky-slick valley,

1. Pussy - Tessa’s fingers hold your quarter-inch body tightly and lower you smoothly under the waistband of her shorts and panties, pressing your miniature form right against the warm, fuzz-framed lips of her snatch. The thick, musky heat of her crotch envelops you instantly;

Endings (skip to your preferred ones, might add more later if I feel like it)
1: Pussy food
2: Armpit toy
3: Insole toy
4: Snorting the little loser
#sizesky

Gonna keep my cute new toy nice and close all shift. No one’ll ever know where you went.” She cups you in her soft palm, your tiny struggles barely a tickle against her skin. Her free hand drifts down, brushing the front of her shorts as she considers exactly how to use her latest toy...

Her enormous fingers descend to pinch you up with effortless precision. She lifts you to her face, hot breath blasting over your speck-sized body like a humid storm. Smells like Skittles.

“Mmm, I was bored today… you’re perfect,” she murmurs.

Barely a quarter-inch tall, naked and trembling on the cold surface of the counter right in front of her. Panic slams through you, too late to matter. The “ground” quakes with every slight shift of her massive body.

Casual as scooping up lint, Tessa reaches for you.

The world explodes outward in a dizzying rush. Shelves turn into skyscrapers. The counter becomes a vast white plain. Your clothes disappear entirely, a side effect of the magic. And you? Your body shrinks violently, dwindling smaller and smaller until you’re no bigger than an ant.