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From: Eli the Bearded <*@eli.users.panix.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} A Story of Warning - Eli the Bearded (M/F, very small F)
Date: Fri, 13 Sep 2002 21:10:02 -0400
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ObDisclaimer:
Giant women and mini men is fairly common, this is just the opposite.
It has sex and such things that may offend you so don't read it unless
you can deal with it.



                    A Story of Warning
                    by Eli the Bearded

I'd like to tell you about something that happened to me so that you
can be warned against having the same thing happen. Or worse. All
things considered, I think I could have had it worse.

Let me start at the beginning though.

A couple of months ago I had gone on alone on a hike through some
parkland about an hour's drive from here. It was just a day trip
intended to scout out good areas for future mountain biking or
fishing trips. 

So after three or four hours I found a nice shady spot and sat down to
have some lunch. While I was eating the pixie approached me.  Actually
I don't know if "pixie" is the right name, but that's what I've been
calling her. 

She looked much like a human, except that she was about a foot tall,
and her hair was a spot on match for my sister's orange tabby. She was
dressed in a shimmering gown that obscured her figure, not that I was
really paying much attention at that point. I don't think she could
speak, but I do think she could understand English, and she certainly
had English body language down pat. 

First thing she did was gesture for some of my sandwich. So I gave her
a bit. "What the hell? Why not?" I thought. This creature was
certainly very curious and I wanted to see more of it. Maybe I should
have paid more attention when she wolfed down the meat and cheese but
ignored the rest of what I gave her.

After eating, she pointed at one of my water bottles. "Sure," I said
and then watched as she struggled with the cap and then drank from it.
This was about the time I noticed she could fly. I don't know how, so
don't ask me. I'm sure it wasn't just a jump, because of the way she
changed directions in mid-air. Basically after her drink, she popped
up into the air and circled around a few times and then settled next
to me.

I sat quite still and just watched. She reached out her hand -- I think
it had only four fingers -- and cautiously touched my arm. Then she
gently stroked my skin. She looked closely at the hair on my arm and
also at a mole I have there. It really felt weird those small pixie
hands on my arm. It wasn't just touching, it was examining.

Next she started to examine my clothes. Briefly looking at my shirt
but spending more time on the jeans. I thought she would try to go
through my pockets, I guess because that always seems to happen in the
movies, and I was preparing to stop her, but she never tried.  What
she did do really threw me through a loop.

She scampered up onto my leg and began an examination of my crotch.  I
got very self conscious, particularly as I felt the familiar bobbing
of an erection starting. Then she looked up at me and smiled and I was
really confused about what I should do.

The movement in my jeans gave away where my cock was, and she began to
stroke it through the denim. I continued to just observe but my mind
swam with ideas and curiosity. When she parted her robe in the front
and pulled out a tit, I was only mildly surprised. And little as it
was, watching her squeeze that tit in her hand sure worked to turn
me on some more.

When she stopped stroking my cock through the jeans, and looked up at
me pleadingly pointing to my fly, I didn't hesitate to oblige. I
wanted more of whatever this walking, flying Barbie-sized babe was
offering. While I was pulling my pants down, she doffed the robe. It
was all she had had on, and I noticed immediately two things. No body
(or pubic) hair and no belly button. 

She came up to my cock and put her arms around it, like a hug, and ran
her body up and down. I don't think I will ever forget the sensation
of those miniature tits with their hard nipples rubbing on my cock. But
the high point was certainly when she began to lick the head of my
cock, her body still pressed against the shaft.  While licking, she
briefly inserted her fingers into the eye of my cock, a sensation that
was not bad, but very odd and a bit disconcerting. I gave her a
puzzled look and she removed her hand.

After a little bit more oral attention to my cockhead, she abruptly
spun around, turning upside down, and wrapped her legs around my cock.
Then she began grinding her crotch against me and fondling my balls.
This looked sexy, but didn't feel like much. I guess it wasn't so hot
for her, either because she soon flipped herself up, so that she was
sitting on my cock, and turned to face me. If her naked miniature body
perched on the tip of my cock isn't the sexiest single image I see
in my life, well, I'll be shocked for sure. 

So then she starts to swivel and grind, and it feels so warm and rich,
I know I am about to cum, and have probably released some precum. At
that point I felt a little sting but I really wasn't concerned, I just
wanted shoot my load. She had one had clutching and squeezing her
breast and the other dancing across my glans, and her legs rubbing
and squeezing my shaft, it was something like the ideal jack-off but
with my hands free to touch myself elsewhere.

And then I came, and saw my cum spurt out forwards and backwards from
her slit pressed onto my cock, but I saw it had tinges of red and that
stinging suddenly felt more painful. I quickly grabbed the pixie and
pulled her off, she struggled hard. I heard a clicking sound and saw a
bit of my cockhead was missing, I looked in her crotch and saw tiny red
and white teeth, all canines, all the red looking like blood. I began
to swing my arm to bash her against the tree trunk I was leaning on,
but she squirmed free and seemed to fly up. I don't know exactly where
she went, it was pretty quick. I grabbed my water bottle and rinsed my
cock off. A bit, a small bit, was definitely gone. It was bleeding a
fair amount. Lacking anything better, I wrapped a paper napkin
around my cock and put back in my jeans carefully. 

At that point I wasted no time in leaving the area. I probably should
have grabbed her dress as some proof of what happened, but I didn't
think of it then. My cock hurt, and walking fast didn't help, but I
didn't want to walk any slower. Within two weeks I moved to NYC,
plenty of jobs and far from anything remotely wild. I'm back in town
today only to finish the sale of my house. I don't think I'll ever
come back to this state.  My cock has a little dent in it now, but the
feeling is fine and I've had no other problems with it. Still, I can't
help but feel I got off lucky.



Elijah
------
inspired by the "Vagina Dentata" thread in assd

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