Kate gasped. She was delirious, her head swimming. She was overcome by the electric, pulsing sensation of dwindling, shrinking. She felt her torso being caressed by a warm, rough, and wet surface; sensuous and powerfully muscular. Opening her eyes a crack she realised it was her room mate Silvie, breathing hot, sweetened breath all over her. Silvie looked gigantic, her head almost as large as Kate’s whole body. Her eyes were devouring Kate’s tiny body and her enormous hand pinned Kate down, not that she needed to. There had been others in the room, a party, where were they now. Kate felt tiny feet patter up her stomach as Silvie licked up her body once again. Somewhere in the carpet behind her there were tiny screams and cries for help but Kate was lost. Silvie was in charge and taking advantage.





I don't know what to call these anymore. You might call them a coloured collage, you might call it a drawing. Make a collage, colour it by hand.







I'm not so sure this story makes sense but I wanted to get it out there!

