Gather round, oh my slutty perverts, for I have a tale to tell! This is the story of a worthless loser who wound up finding his purpose in life as a human dildo! That’s right, he started out just as seemingly normal and average as any masturbation addicted stroker slut, but, through a series of wild adventures and mystic goings on, he wound up finding his perfect niche and, frankly, his happy place. Get comfortable, and settle in, for this is the tale of the Human Dildo, and how he came to be captured by a Giantess!

Once upon a time there was a perfectly normal, if boring, man.

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The perfectly normal and boring man was perfectly average in every way. Medium brown hair, brown eyes, medium build, and a frankly medium cock. He’d always felt that he’d been shortchanged in the dick department. He saw tons of guys who looked a lot like him in pornos,only all those average and medium guys had extra large cock. He’d missed out on his one shot to be extraordinary, and in the process fuck a lot of women, just because his dick was nothing special. He was so boring and average that he soothed himself by going to side show attractions to laugh at the “unfortunate” people there. One day, he saw a sign for a new act: The Human Dildo!

The Human Dildo

The average in every way, boring and pathetic looser of a man was instantly captivated by the bright colors and cheerful imagery of the sideshow attraction poster. “The Human Dildo!” it proclaimed, in big circus print, with a tiny man trapped in a jar held by a grinning woman! Unaccountably, the average man felt his entirely average cock start to grow hard. ‘Perhaps this will be entertaining to watch!’ he thought, and went to purchase a ticket for the three o’clock show.

The sideshow attraction was unlike anything he’d ever seen before!

Held in a tent, far in the back of the assembled sideshows and carnival games, the tent was small and intimate, and hazy with a musky incense. The average man chose a seat fairly close to the front, so he could see well, but not in the very front row. Low and sultry music was playing from somewhere, with a mesmerizing beat, lulling him into a state of relaxation. Despite being relaxed and at east, the average looser’s pathetic cock was still hard in his pants, seeming to throb along to the beat. When a curtain was drawn back to reveal the stage, he was ready to be shown marvels and amazements. What he saw, however, was far more than just amazing. It was transformative, and life changing in every way. A beautiful woman in scanty lingerie lounged on a crimson chaise, and beside her, on a table, was a jar with an actual, living, tiny man! Where she was wearing sexy lingerie, the captive tiny man was completely nude!

The tiny man trapped in the glass jar seemed to grin directly at the average man in the audience.

The music dropped to an almost subliminal hum, as the alluring woman reached for a small pitcher behind the tiny man’s jar. She smiled at the audience, and caught the average man’s eyes, as she said “never fear for the Human Dildo, he loves his work, and takes great joy in it.” She then began to pour the contents of the pitcher over the naked tiny man! It glistened in the flickering candle light, and the tiny man began to rub it into his skin. His itsy bitsy small penis began to get hard, and he spent some time lubing himself from head to toe, even wallowing in the puddle of oil in the bottom of his jar. When the woman put her hand into the jar, he grabbed her fingers and allowed himself to be pulled from the jar, and placed on the couch beside her.

The throb of the music, and the acrid scent of the incense, began to make the average man’s head spin!

It seemed, as he watched the tiny man attempt to climb into the lap of the sexy woman, that the average man was having more and more trouble seeing past the front row. Were they standing up? Suddenly, watching what happened next was the most important thing in the world to the average man, so he stood, and tried to move to the front row himself. But he couldn’t reach the seat on the chairs! Instead, he drew closer and closer to the scene in front of him, watching with rapt attention as the tiny man finally reached the cleft between the beautiful woman’s thighs, and slipped and slid ever closer to her divine womanhood. The average man was shrinking down, and down, but still couldn’t shake away from the sight in front of him, the music holding his attention, and even his own awareness of his nudity sliding past his waking mind. He’d shrunk so much his clothes just fell away from him! The woman smiled at him, and said “well, we have another Human Dildo so eager to join the troupe! Welcome to the sideshow life, tiny one. Wouldn’t you love to taste the sweet oil and find your nirvana here with me?”

What would you give to be a Human Dildo?

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