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The sun was hot, but not as hot as one could expect talking about Angra dos Reis. Especially

during the summer. Being a heavenly island Angra, also known as the Florída of South

America, the place attracts all sorts of tourists, but only those who actually possess a deep

pocket manage to keep up with the island's expensive prices. Even the locals happen to be the

happy owners of thick bank accounts. As a result, the whole place is covered by huge, fancylooking hotels and little mansions as the local regulations of the island don't allow for big

domestic projects. Environment first.

Besides all of that, Angra was also the favorite resting place for a well-known feline. The

well popular Siamese Cat Isaac Knows. The pop-anthro loves to spend prolonged holidays

and vacations on the island. Being a well-known client by one of the island's hotels, Isaac

always books the same suite with direct access to the exclusive sand strip within the hotel's

limits.

That day-specific was a somewhat busy and rushed one. Isaac had a long month ahead,

starting next week, so the Feline decided to take the little time he had during the weekend to

come by his favorite hotel at Angra dos Reis to relax, rest and restore his energies. However,

even though Isaac's stay was supposed to be short, someone else was lurking for the elegant

Cat other than just the casual hotel staff.

Roel, a name not very well so popular as Isaac. But a known name as well, especially by

gossip magazines officers. The young, anthropomorphic Husky was one of the best paparazzi

photographs out there. Roel happens to be at the right place and at the right moment, always!

Nobody knows for sure how he manages to do that, but the Doggy's photos are good, and in

ninety percent of the cases, they result in sales success.

One of the factors that play a major role in Roel photos' success is their angles. Many people

wonder how the Husky manages to get so many good angles out of the celebrities without

them even noticing his presence at all! That is a second important fact about Roel. He never

gets caught! NEVER! That does give the Doggy's reputation the title of stainless. And today,

Isaac was on the Canine's radar.

The last months haven't been easy for the Cat. Dropping throughout the ranks, the Siamese

Cat was kicked out of the top three ranks by the Fur and Glitter magazine just two weeks ago.

Some critics attributed that to the fact that the Feline got a bit fatter during the lockdown and

lost some of his curves. But right now, Isaac couldn't care less about all of that. Next week,

the Feline had scheduled a brand new photo shooting section with a new digital magazine

starting off. Things looked promising, if only...

...

Roel was walking back and forward. The Doggy was starting to think he might have

committed a mistake and that all the effort to fly to that expensive island for the rich and

popular around the south shore of Rio de Janeiro was an incredible waste of time and some

money.

"Well, great! He won't show up! I was almost sure he wasn't going to show up here this

weekend. Nobody can actually pull off a tight schedule like that and then find time to relax in

between. Got write a self-reminder to never trust Alex again...."

The Doggy said to himself and then decided it was best to pack his equipment, including his

professional camera, tripod, and a suitcase full of professional long-distance lenses.

"Where is it?... Ah! here!"

Roel spoke as he grabbed a weird-looking device in the form of a small bottle of water.

Bringing it up close to his face to access a small display showing the number 17%.

"Great! It is far from fully charged yet... Well... ok... I guess I could try to climb down here

by using the hammock...."

And then, the anthropomorphic Canine procced to execute his plan after putting his stuff

together. But instead of using the hammock as some sort of rope to climb down from the

hotel room, no; instead Roel, after grabbing his somewhat heavy suitcase, started to walk

through the massive, seemingly endless wood surface he happened to have placed his

campsite towards the equally large, gigantic hammock resting empty by its side.

That was Roel's secret for sneaking some of the best, hottest photos out of popular

personalities through the world, a professional camera, a couple of professional long-distance

lenses, and an illegal size manipulator device.

Upon approaching the edge of what happened to be the corner table, Roel took all the care in

the world to safely make it from the massive, plane wood desert. The surface of the table. To

the even bigger, larger, red fabric, a wavy desert that made up the hammock. The Husky

could have dropped his equipment on the soft hammock, but given the sheer size scale, the

distance from the table's surface, and the size of the red fabric would result in his equipment

hitting the red surface as if it were concrete. Strangely enough, though, the moment the

Doggy landed his paws on the surface of the hammock itself as soft as usual, despite the fact

the fabric didn't even bend beneath his weight.

"Ok, now the shortest pathway to the door is to that direction... I think..."

Roel took some extra minutes to memorize his surroundings. The miniature-sized anthro

didn't want to risk getting lost in the middle of an endless hammock, and considering his

current size, only about 0.1 millimeters tall, to get lost in that hammock meant hours upon

hours of a long journey through massive hills made out of pure, soft fabric.

But, just as Roel was preparing to lift up his suitcase and make his first step...

THUMP!!!

The sound of a loud explosion, immediately followed by a low, distant tremor, made the

Doggy go frozen in place! Instantly dozens of thoughts crossed the little Canine's mind.

Thoughts about titanic room maid, using massive vacuum cleaners to clean up the room and

inadvertently taking away a tiny, living particle of dust called Roel among with it!

THUMP!!!

Again! A second loud explosion, this one a little bit louder and closer than the previous one!

However, this time Roel was able to listen to a familiar voice...

THUUUMMMP!!!

Finally, the door leading to the balcony opened up, revealing the towering, multi-kilometers

tall Siamese Cat. The voice the puny Doggy heard before belonged to Isaac!

***

"Yeah,... Yes! I know... Ok, fine!"

Isaac said before hanging up his phone. The Feline was still somewhat covered in beach sand

when he gentle threw his phone at the bed in the hotel room before walking to the balcony.

The Feline would casually stand right in front of the red hammock that awaited him, leaning

his half-naked body over the hammock to open up the small cooler placed on top of the

corner table.

***

Roel was left in awe for a few moments! This wasn't the first time he was doing such a thing.

Neither was it the first time he was that tiny. But the angle! Being able to stare at a

gargantuan, twink like Feline, who was wearing nothing more than a very tight black speedo

from the surface of a hammock located precisely at half thighs high, was impressive! To

make it even better, Isaac leaned himself over the hammock, allowing his outlined bulge to

become even more outlined and to loom right above Roel! Turning the tiny Doggy's sky into

night for a moment!

"Wow! I need to get that in-camera!!!"

The Canine spoke to himself as he immediately dropped both his suitcase and the bottleshaped device, aiming his camera towards the sky and taking a short sequence of photos.

"Nice!!!"

Roel said upon moving the camera's screen to his face to check the results. But shortly after

that, as if a reminder to the anthro canine about the peril of his situation, a massive, almost

city block-sized droplet came crashing down by north of his location the red fabric surface

below. The splash generated by a single droplet was huge and powerful! Judging by the size

of the waves that single droplet managed to create before being fastly absorbed by the fabric,

that droplet would have been catastrophic if it had hit Roel's spot.

"Fine! I get it! Time to flee!"

The tiny paparazzi had done this a dozen times before, but never that close! The plan was

always, get inside the same room or environment within the celebrities, take nasty photos of

their intimacies and then flee. Generally, that requires Roel to get in position earlier, before

the arrival of whoever happens to be the popular personality of the moment, prepare and

such. By the time the Canine's operations are finished, the size manipulator would have

already recharged itself.

But not today. Today Roel was facing an entirely new situation as he thought Isaac wasn't

going to show up. This wasn't the first time he would have to improve, but definitely the first

time he found himself so up close to the body of a being who happened to be dozens of

kilometers taller than himself!

Roel decided to look one more time upwards before actually getting himself to run. Admiring

the vast, slim extension of Isaac's upper body and the bulge between his thick thighs.

"Man! Imagine the shoots I could take if I stay!..."

The Paparrazi daydreamed, but soon he realized how easily he could die if staying!

Especially judging by that simple but very effective power demonstration he just witnessed.

But, unfortunately, Roel was out of time, and the decision was made for him.

***

"Ah! Nice! Black beer~."

Isaac spoke to himself upon removing a cold bottle of black beer from the small cooler. One

of the advantages of being a long-time customer of the same hotel. They already knew his

tastes and his likes when it comes to room service.

The massive, pop anthro would simply turn himself around upon getting a firm hold on the

glass bottle, facing his large, hard hips to the red hammock and simply letting his body go.

Resting his weight on the hammock below.

***

Roel's heart stopped beating for a minute! The scene unfolding itself just a few kilometers

above his head was breathtaking and dangerous as hell! The tiny Doggy was provided with

an impressive view of the huge Feline's butt, and even more than that. As Isaac prepared

himself to rest his body on the hammock, Roel could see and hear the black fabric of his

fancy speedo stretching itself to follow the curves of Isaac's moving tail.

The sequences of events that followed were so fast, Roel's brain barely had the time to

process! The puny Canine could only watch as a pair of outlined balls falling fast got closer

and closer! The closer they got, the bigger they got! Soon enough, the professional paparazzi

noticed that a single testicle of that Cat boy could easily crush entire mountain ranges! And

without the owner not even notice, it happened beneath his divine weight.

The first part of Isaac to make contact with the hammock was his left thigh, the thick piece of

meat and muscle immediately bend the elastic fabric, causing not only an earthquake, one of

the biggest earthquakes the tiny Doggy ever experienced in his whole life, but also sent Roel

flying into the sky!

Poor Roel found himself flying up and up, holding his equipment as tightly against his body

and worrying about the possibility of falling off the hammock straight to the floor kilometers

below! He knew the fall wouldn't kill him, thanks to the properties of the shrinking process.

But it would certainly hurt him pretty bad.

However, the anthro canine wouldn't get the chance to fly out of that hotel room so easily.

While still feeling his body ascending upwards in high speed, Roel felt himself hitting facefirst against a wall! A black, warm, slightly damp fabric wall. The warmth radiating through

the fabric was powerful, just as the scent passing right through it as well. A strong,

characteristic male scent that could only be found on the underwear or on the crotch of

someone. It didn't take much for Roel to realize. He collided against the incoming ballsack of

the titanic anthropomorphic Feline.

***

Isaac adjusted himself on the hammock, taking a sip out of the bottle of black beer, all the

while having absolutely no idea about the situation unfolding itself down below and

underneath his body. And without even finishing the bottle, the massive Feline prepared

himself to take a short nap on the hammock, just when his mobile started to buzz with an

incoming call.

"Aff!!!"

The Siamese Cat said as he noticed it was his manager calling,... again...

"Hi, hi! So, you see! I told you I would make it! And I avoided the airport by taking a ride on

a friend's yate. No need to worry about the media either. I bet the paparazzi are still waiting

for me at the local airport or something...."

Isaac spoke through the phone to his manager, not even imagining at least one the said

paparazzi was actually extremely close to him right now.

***

The moment the gargantuan Siamese Cat finally finished resting his half-naked body on the

hammock. Roel found his tiny form all compressed and pinned underneath multiples tons of

Cat orbs. The Doggy was forced to deal with Isaac's body heat, potent male musk, and the

natural humid that forms underneath one's balls, and that wasn't even the beginning of his

problems. During the whole scene, Roel ended up losing sight of his suitcase along with his

size manipular device! Needless to say that without that thing, the Canine was stuck at that

puny size and even worse. Roel would never come back to normal size again without that

specific device, as the device in question had his body pattern saved within its internal

memory!

"Oh dear lord! Tell me that the device didn't get crushed by his balls!..."

VACUUM! VRUUUM!!

Unfortunately for Roel, it looked like luck wasn't by his side anymore as the godly sized

Siamese Cat simply decided to readjust himself on the hammock, and without knowing it, he

was careless rubbing and grinding the punny Canine trapped underneath his right orb back

and ford, ensuring Roel was going to get face full after face full of ball's sweat and pore

masculine aroma.

Finally, when the titanic Cat was done adjusting himself, Roel was allowed to relax and take

a deep breath, for he was still alive and one piece. Even though his lungs were filled with

overpowerful male musk, enough to burn his lungs inside out. Isaac's musk wasn't all that

powerful. In fact, it was quite faint and almost imperceptible, but it was the sheer size

difference responsible for all the suffering the tiny, puny Doggy was being forced to endure.

After taking a moment to recover himself, Roel realized he was allowed to move. Making use

of the thin layer of sweat that formed between his small body and the black fabric of that

speedo, the anthro canine managed to crawl his way through underneath that mountain-sized

testicle. After some good minutes and a lot of effort, Roel managed to pop his head out in the

open again.

Taking a deep breath one more time, this time being allowed to breathe something that wasn't

only air overloaded with masculine aroma, Roel took in his new surroundings as he tried to

understand his precise location. Looking left and looking right, the miniature-sized Doggy

was able to see nothing but thighs, gigantic, oversized, muscle thighs! Toned thighs!

Stretching themselves for kilometers! And, resting right above the pair of nuts on top of the

Canine was an impressively large and round dick head! The puny Doggy was forced to waste

some seconds to stare at that impressive sight. Even if flaccid, Isaac's dickhead was so tightly

pressed against the black fabric of his speedo that the outlines of almost every single fold of

his foreskin were to show, leaving little to nothing for imagination.

"Holy shit! This is it! I need to add that one to my portfolio as well!"

Roel spoke to himself as he immediately grabbed the camera that was attached to his

necklace. The only piece of equipment left with him, besides his phone safely kept in his

pocket. The Doggy aimed his lenses upwards, quickly finding the right angle, pressing the

camera's trigger, and then...

"FINE! I GOT IT! I'LL HAVE TO GO NOW. WE CAN DISCUSS IT FURTHER

NEXT MONDAY."

The booming voice of that god-like twink Cat rocked his pathetical body to the bone! To the

point, he ended up losing his balance only to fall face-first against the damp, black wall of

fabric that rested in front of him.

"AH! FINALLY, I CAN TAKE A NAP! I HAVEN'T SLEEP WELL THE WHOLE

WEEK."

The godly Feline spoke to himself while resting his phone on the NFC charger placed on the

corner table. Thanks to the size scale, Roel could barely understand what the titanic Isaac was

saying, but he managed to understand enough.

"He'll sleep! That means he'll stay in place, and hopefully, he won't move much as well!"

Right now, the tiny Paparrazi had two opportunities at hand. He could take what he got and

flee safely without being caught, another big victory. Or he could double the bets and stay

around the massive, asleep Kitty's body taking multiples photos from as many angles he

could.

Roel looked at the seemingly endless extension of Isaac's legs and thighs one more time,

barely being to see the Cat's paws far, far away in the distance, and then he looked back

upwards at the twink Cat's impressive bulge. At that moment, the tiny Doggy made his

decision. Standing upfront with the very base of the ballsack that a few moments ago was just

threatening to crush him out of existence, Roel used both hands to grab the black, soft, and

fancy fabric to begin his climbing upwards.

With Isaac asleep, Roel was able to enjoy calm weather during his climbing. That didn't mean

the climbing wasn't hard, though. It was summer, the day was hot, and the godly Feline's

body was sweating, even if little, to Roel, that was more than enough to make his life quite

troublesome.

The black fabric of Isaac's speedo was drenched in sweat, especially around the particular

region the puny Doggy was trying to climb. To make it worse, every now and then, a

massive, innocent sweat droplet would pass through Roel, near missing him. If something

that big ever hit the poor Canine, he would, at the very best, be sent all the way downwards

back to the base of that colossal bulge he was so trying to climb. Maybe, Roel could even end

up drowning in the salty ocean.

Eventually, Roel was managed to get himself on top of the Feline's massive orb. Standing

right on top of the large, round mountain made the Doggy feel like he was on top of the

world! Looking around, the tiny paparazzi was able to notice how every single detail was

huge! The Canine felt like the body of that divine Cat would never cease to amaze him! That

until Roel looked to his side only to be left agape by realizing that a single vein running

through the side of that divine Cat's dick was considerably bigger and larger than his whole

body! And thanks to the tight speedo, the thing was quite well outlined by the fabric!

"Je!!! I got take that one too!"

The anthro Canine spoke while preparing his camera to add that image to his portfolio. He

might have lost most of his equipment, but so far, he was calculating that the money was

going to make in return out of that endeavor would be more than enough to replace the lost

equipment, probably crushed to dust now somewhere around the nether regions of that titanic

Cat.

The camera took a fast, thirty shots out of that wonderful landscape with a click on the

button.

"Nice!"

Unfortunately, Roel got so distracted with his doings that the Doggy didn't even notice the

massive tsunami made out of pure salty liquid forming some meters above his location and

running fast towards his direction. By the time the puny Canine heard the sound of the

massive amount of liquid fast running and approaching, it was too late. The city block-sized

droplet of warm sweat was already too close!

Roel only had enough time to hold on tight to this camera before being enveloped by the

droplet. Once inside that moving sweat droplet, Roel noticed immediately how even tiny,

innocent things, such as one of the most basic defense mechanisms on someone else body,

could have such a huge impact on his life. That innocent droplet had its own flow system

inside, which managed to make the poor, puny Doggy hit against every single fold and curve

on the black speedo belonging to that massive, godly Cat during his fall downwards. Lucky,

Roel didn't get hurt, neither drowned. But, by the time he managed to get himself back on his

two feet and looked one more time upwards, he would immediately realize that he just wasted

about half an hour of work as he found himself back at the base of that massive, black bulge

again.

"Shit! That was unfair!"

The paparazzi spoke to himself, however just as he finished that sentence the very ground

beneath him started to shake, and the muscle, imposing walls like thighs on his both side

started to rumble! Roel immediately understood what was about to happen! Isaac was about

to move, or better saying, he was about to adjust himself during his sleep!

The rumbling noise of countless tons of muscles and meat that made up that thick, tone thighs

only increased among the earthquake vibrating Roel's whole world! At that moment, the

punny Canine realized just how lucky he was while staring upwards. After having fallen to

his back, Roel noticed that massive, flaccid dick of the Feline moved as Isaac adjusted

himself and ended up resting its impressive form and weight right on top of the spot over the

right ball of the Feline that Roel happened to be on top of just a few minutes ago.

When the whole thing calmed down, Roel could gulp down a cold swallow upon realizing

that he just escaped being crushed or at least utterly pinned underneath another man's dick.

Despite all of that, the miniature-sized anthro Canine would immediately notice something.

The masculine aroma surrounding the area and making up his new atmosphere increased

tenfold after the divine Feline readjusted himself. That was when Roel decided to look at the

source of the heatwave and scent, and he noticed that all that moving managed to open a

small gap at the bottom of the fabric, right at the junction with the lower end of Isaac's right

thing and right testicle.

The amount of masculine aroma coming out of that brand new cave was so alluring that it

forced Roel to fight against his most basic instincts of getting down to his knees and start to

worship that god-sized Feline right there. But, despite being able to fight his basic instincts,

he couldn't fight his curiosity to approach the entrance of that gab-like cave and see by

himself the male equipment of that god. Or at least a small part of them.

The closer Roel got to the open of that cave, the more he noticed how dangerous that idea

was. Even the most subtle and slight movement from Isaac's thighs could result in him pinned

or worse. Could result in the puny Doggy trapped inside the confines of that gargantuan

speedo and forced to fight for space with the Feline's massive genitals. Although, by the time

he made it to open, the paparazzi changed his mind.

The dangerous, short trip to the gab at the bottom of that speedo paid off. The view from the

inside of that colossus bulge was more than amazing! Even if Roel could only see a small

fraction of its contents. The scale was huge, and the flaccid foreskin tip resting on top of that

pair of balls was capable of leaving anyone speechless.

Roel immediately grabbed his camera from his necklace and took as many shots as possible

from many different angles without even examining them. He decided to let the work of

picking up the best angles of that landscape for later on. The paparazzi wished he hadn't lost

his suitcase. Some of those magnification lenses would have been a great deal now. The idea

of trying to venture inside Isaac's bulge did cross Roel's mind. But he immediately got rid of

it. Not only was it too dangerous given the fact Isaac could simply readjust himself during his

sleep one more time, and that could easily result in Roel getting trapped inside that bulge.

The punny Doggy even looked at that thick, elastic responsible for keeping that tight speedo

tightly pressed against the Cat's body. Compared to him and his current size, that elastic rope

was thicker and larger than a skyscraper. No need to say he would never make that thing

move a centimeter, less yet to dream about opening up Isaac's speedo. Without Isaac's help,

he would never get out of that musky, humid, sweaty world.

And of course, on top of all of that, there were Isaac's puppies. The Feline was quite clean

and really liked to take care of his body. He shaves regularity. But as always, the life of a

micro is not easy at all, and even the shaved leftovers of that massive Siamese Cat pubes

were quite massive compared to Roel at his current size scale. The chances of that tiny,

pathetical paparazzi get lost among an endless forest of pubes around the godly Feline balls

were as huge as Isaac was now.

Feeling satisfied with all the photos added to his portfolio so far, Roel decided it was

definitely time to flee before anything else could happen. Unfortunately, he immediately

noticed that trying to escape from his current location wasn't easy at all. The paparazzi simply

noticed that Isaac's multi tons weight was normally bending the entire hammock, meaning

that he was going to be forced to climb the boy's body to have a chance of getting out of that

hammock, and he needed to do it before Isaac's wake up.

"Oh, man! And I have already wasted half an hour!"

In fact, the poor paparazzi had already wasted forty-five minutes. Lucky Roel, he just noticed

that the same skyscraper-sized elastic rope that kept Isaac's speedo in place against his body

could be used as a booster for his second attempt at climbing upwards. Without wasting even

another second, Roel started to climb. By the time he made it back to the top of that

monstrous bulge, a total of one hour was gone. At least, he was on top of the bulge, nearby

the base of Isaac's phallus, and not just on top of one of his balls now.

"Wow!"

Roel spoke upon realizing his new landscape. Now that the tiny paparazzi stood right on top

of the sleeping god, he was able to have a much better understanding of just how insignificant

he really was if compared to that twink's body. Looking north, the puny Doggy was able to

admire the endless hills that formed the lower end of that anthropomorphic Cat's abdomen,

and far away in the distance, kilometers away was the same Cat's pectoral and even further

away from his blissfully sleeping face. The distance and scale were so amazing that Roel

could see a small cloud forming around the entrances of Isaac's nostrils every time he

exhaled. That was something that would go entirely unnoticed by anyone else at a normal

scale, but not to someone as insignificant and tiny as Roel was now.

Roel instinctively moved his hand to raise his camera once again...

"No, Roel! It is time to get that hell out here!!!"

The paparazzi immediately reprehend him, and he was right. He had already gathered

valuable material, and Isaac has been sleeping for little more than one hour now. He could

wake up at any time, and if he does, that would be more than catastrophic to Roel now.

Roel started his long walk throughout Isaac's upper body. The plan was to walk all of that

massive extension of pure sexy body, climb up that popular face and then use the Feline's

pointed ears to jump off the hammock. The rest of the plan Roel would have to come up with

as he gets to it. But to be fair, the chances of pulling that out were extremely low given the

fact that only Isaac's upper body alone should be around sixteen kilometers long at the very

best, if not a little bit more.

"How I wish I hadn't lost that damned size manipulator device. I could make myself a little

bigger to walk around his body at least...."

Unfortunately, that was no longer an option as the device is long gone now. Roel would still

have to deal with the fact that he would face a lot of trouble trying to get back to normal size

later on. But right now, his main focus was on trying to get out of that situation before he

ends up becoming a permanent adornment on the gigantic anthro Feline's body.

The further north Roel got, the weaker the potent male scent from Isaac's neither region got.

Although, that didn't mean his life was getting easier as he soon realized that the very ground

underneath him wasn't steady. It was actually moving! But very slowly. A slow up and down

movement. The pathetical Canine was entering the region of Isaac's tummy now, feeling the

casual breath of a sleeping giant. Lucky Roel the Feline was a twink and not exactly a very

toned man. If not, an innocent breath of that titanic Siamese Cat could result in the anthro

Doggy stumbling down towards the valleys that happened to be Isaac's abdomen marks. But

said marks weren't so deep or tonic at all.

Another half-hour had passed, the poor Canine was walking tirelessly through the extension

of the upper body of that giant until Roel decided to make a pause by the belly button of that

colossus. The paparazzi was climbing and walking for about one hour and a half now. He

didn't drink anything neither had the opportunity to rest.

"Damn! His chest is still so far away! Well, and looking from this perspective, he seems so

adorable when sleeping...."

As always, Roel's instincts were telling him to take more photos of that gorgeous living

landscape ahead of him. But he promised no more photos until he was safe and out of that

situation. That was until he noticed a massive sinking hole just a few hundred meters from his

location. Isaac's belly button itself.

"No, Roel! It's too dangerous!"

But the Doggy couldn't help it. The moment he realized it, not only was he walking towards

the titan's belly button, but he was already getting closer to its edge. Being only 0.1

millimeters tall, the diameter of that belly button was twenty times larger than Roel's whole

body. More than enough for an entire residential condominium to fall in and vanish forever.

Just from standing close to its edge, the little Doggy's poor legs were shaking with the

possibility of accidentally falling inside. That was something Roel definitely wanted to avoid.

Looking down inside, the puny Canine was able to see what seemed to be a small lake

probably made of salty ocean water and salty Cat sweat.

"Ok, maybe one little photo of that, and I'm done!"

Lucky this time around, the paparazzi was able to take that photo without further problems.

Roel quickly got himself back into motion, heading north towards the far away face of that

sleeping goliath, until...

Roel barely had walk half a kilometer through the abs of that anthro Cat when he felt the

whole world shaking, rumbling vibrating again! A cold shiver ran through the tiny speck of a

Dog's spine.

"Is him waking?!!!"

Fortunately, Isaac was still blissfully asleep. But, unfortunately, the Cat was once again

readjusting himself on the hammock. This time the massive Feline ended up providing a little

show to his ridiculous tiny, invited guest by subconscious moving his left hand downwards to

his speedo, rubbing and massaging it a little bit while asleep. It was only then Roel noticed

how much Isaac's phallus had grown! It was no longer flaccid like before. The Cat was

probably having a wet dream of some sort. At least the paparazzi managed to get himself far

enough from the titan's crotch. If not, he would be suffering quite a lot now.

Isaac's fingers even managed to make their way underneath the speedo elastic band, lifting it

up just a little bit. But enough to allow Roel to have a glimpse at its insides. The miniaturesized Doggy was allowed to see the vast, almost endless forest of sweaty pubes and behind

them the base of the slightly throbbing member of that Siamese Cat. Good decision of not

getting inside that speedo, Roel would have never managed to make his way through the

forest pubic fur.

Unfortunately, Roel was too distracted daydreaming and staring south to notice the incoming

and looming shadow moving in his direction. The moment the tiny Canine decided to look at

the incoming object, it was too late. The moving tail of the anthropomorphic Siamese Cat

simply and gently passed through the tummy surface, carrying away among any tiny particles

of dust that happened to be on the surface. That included a tiny, famous paparazzi too.

Roel found himself flying through the air at incredible speed! And yelling as loud as he

could! The number of g forces he was experiencing was unimaginable. Before he collided

against a wet, very warm, dark blue surface.

The tiny paparazzi was feeling very disoriented, but Roel tried to recover his balance and

senses fast, for he felt the environment all around him rumbling and shaking one more time.

It didn't take long for the anthro Canine to figure out on what part of that divine Cat he had

landed on. He collided face-first against Isaac's muzzle! Dangerous close to the entrance of

his left nostril as Roel found himself stuck to the piece of meat that divided both nostrils.

The amount of air intake a nostril of that size could generate was more than enough to put

any heavy airplane engines to shame! If a tiny Doggy like Roel, don't be careful; he'll find

himself exploring the deepest interior of that popular Cat very soon!

Fortunately, Lady lucky decided to land its hand on the poor, fragile Doggy one more time.

By the time Roel lost adherence against the natural wet surface of Isaac's muzzle, the colossal

Feline was exhaling the air and not inhaling it. Roel was only forced to endure another season

of flying around one more time before hitting against a hard, polished metal surface this time.

Standing up wasn't difficult this time. Roel managed to get himself back to his feet somewhat

fast. Only to realize he was sent to the surface on top of one of Isaac's nipple piercings. From

Roel's perspective, that little, innocent ball that happened to be part of one of Isaac's stick

piercing crossing his right nipple was large well enough to support an entire replica of the

same hotel they both happened to inside of now. But the paparazzi was more concerned with

something else.

"Shiiiit!! I was so close to his face, and now I'm all the way back here on his nipple! Shiit!!!

Shiit! Shiit!!!"

Roel complained to himself without really realize how much lucky he was, all things

considered. But the puny Doggy immediately got his mouth shut the moment he looked

backward, towards the south.

"Wow!!!"

Isaac's whole half-naked body was on display! Roel could see everything from Cat boy belly,

passed his half erected bulge to the far away tip of his claws and toes very far away, many

kilometers away. And of course, looking down towards the nipple tip, the Paparrazi was

allowed to see the cute, dark blue areola of the Cat boy's nipple and the beautiful nipple role

too.

Roel immortalized that moment into his digital portfolio with a quick lift of his camera before

putting himself back to move. Climbing down both that impressive nipple piercing and the

nipple itself, realizing that just Isaac's nipple piercing alone had enough metal to build an

entire fleet of aircraft carries, at his current size scale, of course.

The rest of the trip was mostly uneventful. Roel made to the base of the gargantuan Cat boy's

neck, dealing with some sweat droplets here and there and even getting a first-row seat to one

last show of power from Isaac's body was the titanic Feline swallowed down a ball of saliva

while asleep and at the same time the tiny Doggy happened to climb his neck. That allowed

the paparazzi to have any idea on how bad it would be for someone as tiny as he was now to

find themselves inside Isaac's throat the moment the massive and colossal boy was

swallowing something. Roel was grateful he got to experience that from the outside of the

Feline's throat.

Once Roel made it to the surface of that popular face, the speck of a Canine made sure to

walk away from Isaac's lips. He didn't want to end up stuck to them, adhered to it thanks to a

thin layer of saliva or thanks to the Cat's lipstick. The slight idea of end up inside Isaac's

mouth and becoming food for a Feline was terrifying for the puny Doggy.

That didn't mean Roel didn't stop to add one more photo to his portfolio. The side view of

Isaac's closed and sealed lips was fascinating, and due to the extreme size difference between

the photographer and the lips, Roel was able to see every single little crack and fold that

made up both lower and upper lips surface. The black, slightly violet lipstick the Feline was

using only added it up to the scene as well. That photo probably became one of the most

valuable photos Roel ever took so far out of the body of someone.

After resuming his journey through the godly Feline's body, the Doggy made one last stop by

the side of Isaac's muzzle once again. Only to admire the incredible amount of air getting in

and out of those nostrils before moving along until finally, Roel found himself at the

immense base of Isaac's eyelashes.

The punny Doggy decided that was a good place to stop for a little and rest some. He was far

away from Isaac's chin, and even if Isaac moves, he wasn't going to fall off his face again this

time. By this time, it had been around four hours, if not more, that Isaac had been napping

and that Roel had been climbing and hiking through his immense body.

"Damn! Look at the size of every single individual eyelash! Imagine how it would be to see

his eye iris from this up close and this size!"

Roel spoke to himself as he rested and stared in awe at the closed eye of that godly Feline.

But, as the expression says, be careful with what you wish for. Not even two seconds after the

tiny Doggy finished that sentence, he felt the world rumbling, and he heard a loud booming

explosion coming from some hundreds of meters below. The precise direction of Isaac's

mouth. A yawn! That was all a simple, innocent YAWN!

"NOOO! HE IS WAKING UP!!!"

The paparazzi barely had time to think or to react at all. By instinct, Roel jumped and hugged

himself against the thick base of one of those eyelashes as Isaac was sitting up on the

hammock and stretching!

"SHIIIT!!"

"WOAH! THAT WAS A GOOD NAP~."

Isaac spoke to himself with a very gentle and soft voice, almost destroying Roel's eardrums

without even knowing that. On the other side, Roel had his wish granted as he was left to

stare at the massive, deep ocean-like iris of the gigantic, gargantuan Cat who was now awake.

"At least he will never notice me being this small even if I'm right in front of his iris...."

At that moment, Roel saw the massive light blue iris and then focused precisely on his punny

form. It wasn't possible to say if Isaac was looking at him or not. Or if he was even

considering the small intruder to be nothing but a particle of dust stuck to his eyelash and that

needed to be removed.

"Ok, Roel... just don't move now... steady...."

Despite the fact, the punny Doggy tried his very best to stay as still as possible. All of his

hopes were gone the moment he saw from a first roll seat one of the circuit lines passing

through the cat iris activating and glowing as if they were zooming in at something...

"WTF!!! SECURITY!!!"

"OH SHIT! ISAAC WAIT!!!"

Roel yelled back at the gargantuan Feline, who was pissed.

"SECURI... HOLD ONE A MINUTE! I KNOW YOU! YOU ARE THAT

PAPARAZZI, RIGHT! OH, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!"

Immediately a dark shadow fell upon Roel. The Doggy barely had time to look back and see

an immense fingerpad moving towards him.

"ISAAAAAAA"

THUMP! Roel was pinned between index and thumb fingertips. The Siamese Cat

demonstrated a lot of ability to handle little things, as he made sure only the lower half of the

puny Canine's body was pinned and stuck between his finger pads.

"YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH MONEY YOU

MADE MODELS LIKE ME LOSE!!"

"Ah!!! I... I... I can't breathe...!"

Isaac immediately released his finger, allowing Roel to lay flat on the vast surface of his

index fingertip pad. But the titanic Siamese Cat made sure to keep his index finger up and

high enough so any attempt of jumping off it wouldn't have a good ending for the tiny

Doggy.

"Look, listen to me and pay attention! I'm very well sure we can get to a mutual agreement!"

And Roel got a big, loudly and booming laugh as an answer.

"MUTUAL AGREEMENT!!! HaHaHa!!! YOU ARE SO MUCH FUN! Ok, ok, MY

LAWYER WILL CONTACT YOU ONCE THE SECURITY HAD TOOK CARE OF

YOU HaHaHa!!!"

"No! Isaac, wait! Listen to me, I know your carrier hasn't been running smoothly lately. I

could help you with that!"

"AND SO WHAT? ARE YOU GOING TO OFFER YOUR SERVICES AT TAKING

PHOTOS OF ME WHILE BEING TEENY TINY LIKE YOU ARE NOW? I KNOW

THIS TRICK, YOU DUMB DOG! HOW DID YOU THINK I DIDN'T END YOUR

LIFE BY HOLDING YOUR TINY SPECK OF A FRAGILE BODY BETWEEN MY

PADS?"

"Hey, wait! Do you use size tech as well? No wonder why you remained in the top 3 for so

long. But that is illegal, you know?"

"DUH!!! SAID THE DOG WHO SHRUNK HIMSELF AND WAS TRYING TO

SNEAK PHOTOS OUT OF MY BODY WHILE I SLEEP AND WITHOUT MY

CONSCIENCE! ENOUGH OF THIS, I'M CALLING THE HOTEL SECURITY!"

And so Roel watched Isaac moving his other hand towards his phone, about to grab and lift

the fancy, expensive device giant-sized out of the corner table.

"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT!!! JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE!!"

No use! Isaac's fingertips touched the screen, and his thumb was moving towards the

fingerprint sensor on the side of the device.

"I COULD GIVE YOU ALL THE PHOTOS I TOOK OF YOU FOR FREE!!!"

Isaac's finger stopped halfway from the smartphone sensor.

"HUM!!! PLEASE CONTINUE. YOU HAVE MY ATTENTION!"

"IF YOU LET ME WALK AWAY FROM THIS, I COULD SEND TO YOU ALL THE

PHOTOS I HAVE OF YOU, AND YOU CAN SEND IT TO THE NEW MAGAZINE YOU

JUST SIGNED CONTRACT WITH AS IF IT WERE PART OF YOUR PORTFOLIO."

And that moment, Isaac's left hand moved away from his phone. That was a good signal to

the punny Doggy still standing on the vast surface of his fingertip pad.

"FINE! BUT I WANT TO SEE WHAT YOU GOT FIRST. SHOW ME WHAT YOU

GOT!"

"WELL, I NEED YOUR PHONE NUMBER, EMAIL, OR SOMETHING..."

Having solved the contact info problem, a booming PING sound of mobile notification

signaled that Isaac had received the photos.

"HUM!!! I LIKE WHAT YOU GOT~ HEHEHE."

"GLAD YOU LIKED IT!"

Isaac could even notice a tone of relief coming out of the punny Doggy's voice. The massive

Siamese could only hear that nano voice of Roel due to the fancy implant tech he had on his

body.

"YEAH, BUT I FEEL LIKE IT IS MISSING SOMETHING..."

"MISSING WHAT?!... GAH!!!!"

Before being barely able to finish his sentence, Roel felt his whole world moving once again.

The extreme G forces one more time. He could say he was moving a good amount of

kilometers in a few seconds, and he was right. The moment the tiny, shrank anthro dog turned

south, he realized where he was heading, all the way back to that godly Cat's bulge!

That was exactly what Roel wanted to avoid, given the sheer size difference getting inside the

clothes of someone while being that tiny was more than dangerous! But the poor paparazzi

didn't get the chance to speak again. Roel was too busy watching as Isaac's left hand entered

his field of view and did what his pathetical form couldn't even imagine doing. The Siamese

Cat very casually and easily lifted his elastic band, keeping that black speedo tight against his

body, providing Roel with the majestic view of his genitals one more time, and this time, he

was about to get a lot more up close to said genitals.

"I THINK YOU CAN TAKE MORE SHOTS FROM THE INSIDES, MAYBE SOME

FROM MY PUBES AND AROUND THE FOLDS OF MY FORESKIN. I'LL LEAVE

THAT UP FOR YOU TO DECIDE."

"BUT ISAAC, WAIT!!! IT'S TOO DANG...."

THUMPPPP!!

Poor Roel didn't even get the chance to speak before getting hit by a super fast-moving claw

tip as Isaac simply flicked his index finger against his thumb, sending the poor paparazzi

flying towards the musky, warm and humid confines of his speedo. Getting utterly lost

among a dense, rainforest-like pubic fur.

"YOU HAVE UNTIL DINNER TO GET THE JOB DONE AND GET THE HELL

OUT OF THERE. USELESS, YOU ARE PLANNING TO EXTEND YOUR STAYING

WITH ME. JUST BE AWARE I WON'T CHANGE MY ROUTINE JUST BECAUSE

OF YOUR PRESENCE AND... I'LL VERY LIKELY FORGET ABOUT YOUR

EXISTENCE DOWN THERE, SO... KEEP YOUR PHONE CLOSE AND AT HAND

AS IF YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON IT!'

And with that last, spontaneous sentence spoken so casually by Roel's new god, the puny,

pathetical was left to stare at his only source of light slowly closing and disappearing as Isaac

let go of his elastic band, generating a loud and deafening thump when landing back against

his skin.

"ENJOY!~"