Eric was sure he was a goner, as his wife’s vaginal muscles crushed him from every direction, forcing pussy juice into his mouth. However, right as he was starting to pass out, he remembered that one of the things he always found funny about Jennifer was that she was a squirrel. This time, it saved his life, as he soon felt the cold air from outside of Jennifer’s pussy wafting across his wet body.
Eric frantically tried to catch his breath as he leaked out of Jennifer and slipped down her labia. Right as he wiped the pussy juice out of his eyes, he fell off her labia and plummeted onto the bedsheet. He thought again that he was going to die, but he was lucky again, as the bed was soft enough that he bounced a couple of times and was otherwise fine.
Eric was surrounded by Jennifer’s titanic ass and thighs, so his next concern was how to avoid being crushed. As he was weighing his options, the left leg swung up and over him, and then before he knew it, Jennifer was standing up. Eric watched her as she put on her underwear, and then got into a floral-print sundress that he had always really liked. He didn’t understand why she was ignoring him.
“This is going to be fun,” she said, not looking at him. “I understand if you’re a little exhausted, but you can still pleasure me while I’m walking around. I trust you’re enjoying this as much as I am.” When she patted her crotch, Eric realized with shock that Jennifer thought he was still in there. He shouted as loud as he could, but it had no effect on his giant wife, as she grabbed a room key and walked out the door to who knows where.
Now Eric was alone, a quarter of an inch tall on a bed the size of a small town. He walked around to see if he had any options, but his way was blocked in various sections where the blankets were bunched together, and the side of the bed was a mountain cliff to him. He had barely survived falling out of her pussy, so there was no way he was going to just jump off the size of the bed. As best he could tell, he had no choice but to wait until his wife got back to try to get her attention again.
Then Eric heard a loud knock at the door, followed half a second later by someone coming in. Eric saw the cart behind her before the person came into the light, and he realized that the maid was cleaning the room. Soon he saw a woman in her early 40s entering the room. She was short on the normal scale, but to Eric she was a skyscraper.
The maid went into the bathroom first, giving Eric a minute to come up with a plan. He knew he should get her attention, but she was a goddess to him, with the ability to help him, but also to crush him or keep him as a pet.