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You had been out at night, jogging through a usually quiet part of the city, then you felt something... followed by a long gap in your memories. You don't know where you are, but you do know you have a throbbing headache. You start to open your eyes and wince at the light of the room; it isn't much, but it's still enough to bother your over-sensitive head. As you try to recover from that, you start trying to stretch, but find it to be impossible. Your wrists have been bound together above your head, while your legs are tied firmly to the legs of a chair, keeping your thighs just far enough apart to keep your crotch on display. You realize that you're naked and shiver slightly, both from the chill that you've suddenly noticed and from the thought that you're entirely exposed to whoever has abducted you, for whatever they want.

After a few moments, you're able to slowly open your eyes. You still are blinking when you hear a soft, mostly-masculine voice. "Good. I was wondering if you were ever going to come to your senses," he says. As you try to shake your head, you find that it, too, is held firmly in place by a restraint. "So... you have no idea why you're here, I'm sure. And you're still not going to know much by the time I'm done with you, really. But please, open your eyes. It'll be far more entertaining if you can see what's about to happen." It's not easy, but you are able to get your eyes to cooperate. The next sight makes you wonder if you've been drugged.

Rather than some big, burly brute, or some gang that looks ready to do horrible acts to you, your captor seems far less imposing. He's only about two inches tall, give or take, which allows him to stand right on your snout. You're not even entirely sure it's a he, given the creature's smooth, almost featureless groin. The creature is a strange mix: smooth, damp skin, with colors that seem to shift and swirl like drops of oil on a puddle. His vibrant pattern stands out against the drab, dimly-lit room. He looks rather twinkish: slender, with just enough power packed into that slim frame for him to get what he wants. And, right now, his attitude makes it clear he wants one thing only: you.

"Like what you see?" He taunts as he notices your wandering eyes. "You aren't going to get to see it for long, but you'll certainly feel something soon enough. I noticed you running around out there and saw you had quite a package bouncing around your crotch." You felt your cheeks flush at the compliment. "So, I thought I'd go ahead and make that package a little bigger by feeding myself to your dick." Wait, what? "Yep, that's right: I'm going to slip head-first into your cock, tuck myself into your balls, and you're going to have a hell of a time trying to get me out of there. Odds are that I'll just be a part of some massively thick load by the time you get off again. Those bindings holding you are on a timer; you'll be free in an hour. Odds are you'll spend the rest of the night jacking off again and again and again. And this whole thing is on webcam, so people will see you writhing in pleasure as you can't help yourself. Isn't that lovely?"

There are many words you can think of to describe this situation, but lovely is most certainly not one of them. Even as you growl at the being standing atop you, he just laughs at your protests. "Oh come on. I'm just going to ensure you cum like you've never cum before. It's not like I'm threatening to put you in the hospital. Sure, this is technically rape, since I'm shoving myself into your dick, but they're never going to catch me. I'll be long gone. Now, enough chit-chat. Let's get to business, shall we?"

Without even waiting for your response, the creature hops off your snout and uses your body as a slide, until he's standing on the chair between your legs. You're completely flaccid, but that seems not to deter the micro, who immediately goes to work stroking your glans with both hands. "Just relax and enjoy it. You'll find this much more pleasurable if you just let me get you hard first." Even though you want nothing to do with this twisted scenario, the tiny one's hands do feel remarkable against your cockhead. He seems to discover every sensitive little spot you have and he reacts immediately to every little twitch and sound you make. When his smooth, slick head slides into your cocktip, you are unable to hold back a groan of pleasure.

"See? Is this so bad?" he teases once again, grinning up at you from the shadow of your half-hard dick. "Now time for me to say goodbye and show what I can do." As he speaks, he leans in closer and closer to your tip again, allowing his breath to wash over your flesh, teasing you with that slight chill. He then shoves himself in up to his shoulders. Your body jolts, at first in pain, then in pleasure as that initial shock wears off. The micro twists himself around, using his perch on the chair to push himself in that much further. It takes only a few seconds before he's able to force his shoulders in. Beyond that, he wriggles around like a worm, slowly crawling his way deeper, while his legs kick and tail flails around outside.

Your cock seems to love the attention. The constant stimulation from inside brings you to a full erection. It's even thicker than normal thanks to the girth of the being now forcing himself inside of it. Gravity helps pull his body downward. His legs disappear after a few seconds, while his tail stays out for just a moment longer before it, too, disappears like a noodle being slurped up. You can still feel every movement he makes as he approaches the base of your shaft. A few moments later, there's a strange pressure against your prostate as he tries to overcome your body's resistance and force his way into your balls.

Even as that tiny being worms his way around, your shaft is throbbing powerfully, leaking more precum than you've ever seen before. It comes out in bursts as it gets past the micro's body. You feel him finally coaxing his way past the muscles at the base of your cock and he descends into the inner workings of your body. It's impossible to feel much of him past that, beyond a strange twinge of pleasure that slowly fades into a particularly full feeling within your balls. You twitch and buck against the air, but your bindings still hold you in place as that tiny creature makes himself comfortable inside you. He teases you with a few last flicks of his tail before disappearing - for good - into your balls.

Though it is only another half an hour before your bindings release you, it feels like oh so much longer. You want to cum. You want to release the tension inside your balls. You need to feel your dick in your hand as you finish what that strange creature started. There seems to be nothing that takes your mind off such carnal thoughts for very long, perhaps as a side-effect of seeing a micro feeding themselves to your dick as if it were a hungry predator. But one thing is certain: as soon as you get free, you're going to spend a long time jerking off, just as the micro promised you would.