He is just a single man, escaped from the pussy to find freedom, and now he realizes that out of that wet prison there is only death. A single little organ decides if he dies or he lives... within its dripping, giant lips. Tattoed out of it, the only Rule of the tiny's life, his unique dogma, and a ring, the last chance to come back into the vagina, and avoid death and oblivion... Terrorized by the greatness and the absolute power of his goddess, and stunned by her unspeakable beauty, he'll takes the right decision, the only one he can take, as a despisable ant: going back, enter those cruelly motherly lips, sink into the darkness of the Pussy... him... and the hundreds, no, thousands of his brothers and her minions, living pushed each other in the fleshy pulsing walls, licking their ichors to survive, and sometimes crushed by the pelvis movements...
Respect the pussy, but do not expect respect from her
The goddess follows with her enjoying eyes the little creature struggling hanged to her piercing, and tenderly smiles... Poor little creature... then her wet finger catches him, and his last vision are the beautiful immense lips closing on him and popping him like a grape! At least he won't see her giant finger entering the vagina, pushing and pushing while she orgasms feeling her terror through her very flesh, and after then the Goddess, covered in sweat, smiling as a red stream of blood, ichor and humanoids crushed to pulp falls from her crotch... Pleasure, pleasure, and just a second thinking at their annihilated puppies... "Sigh here it is, i crashed em... never mind tomorrow ill shrink some other thousands of people and my dear vagina won't feel so cold and lonely :3 <3"
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