The Grayson Twins (Part Twelve)

Having suddenly fallen from such a great height relative to his tiny size, the impact of the water’s surface is enough to stun him. He lands near the pounding, powerful waterfall of the still-running faucet and spins uncontrollably in the hot churning flume beneath it.

He struggles to get to the surface but the water keeps pounding down on top of him. After a terrifyingly long time, finally he feels something enormous gripping him around the waist and pulling him to the surface. When he breaches, gasping for air, he looks up and slowly makes out Victoria’s long legs, taller than skyscrapers, reaching up to finally come together under the canopy of her pleated black skirt, framing her pussy and her perky ass cheeks behind it. She’s standing over the tub, gripping his tiny body between her toes.

At first her face is hidden from him by her skirt, until she leans forward to address her little bath toy.

“I told you, toy,” she says, smiling down at him with mocking condescension. “You get to die if, and when, I decide I’m done playing with you. Not a second before.”

He coughs, still recuperating the air his body was deprived of.

“And I’m still having fun, little toy! Aren’t you?”

Suddenly he finds himself plunged under the water once again as she playfully dunks him with her toes before releasing him. Thankfully, her toes relinquish their grip on him far enough away from the churning under the faucet that he’s able to get to the surface on his own this time. He comes up gasping for air to the sound of her giggling, her laughter ringing out and echoing loudly against the tiled walls of her bathroom.

Smiling down at him, she takes off her tight black top and her perky breasts spring out, jiggling to the rhythm of her giggling. As she leans down to remove her stockings, he turns away from her and tries, though without much hope, to swim away from the edge that she’ll inevitably be entering from. Even with the extent to which the water has risen by this point, the smooth walls of the tub loom high above on every side like impossibly slippery cliff faces, so escape seems essentially hopeless. But he can at least get away from the site of the inevitably traumatic impact of her massive relative weight entering the water.

“Ah ah ah!” she admonishes, and sits down on the edge of the tub. He feels the impact of her settling down on the edge through the water before he even glances over his shoulder to see what she’s doing.

Her huge finger arrives just in front of him in the water and she swirls it playfully around him, creating a little whirlpool that sucks him into its momentum and forces him to fight to stay on the surface for breath. She giggles at his pathetic struggle to get out from the vortex she’s creating. He’s irrationally angry when he notices that the finger she’s using to create this overwhelming chaos for him is her pinky.

Spitting out a mouthful of water, he sputters exasperatedly, “What!”

“I told you,” she says, shrugging with infuriating casualness. “I like it when you watch me. Be a good boy and watch your Goddess.”

With a final flick of her pinkie that sends him spinning back towards the middle of the tub, not even looking at him and instead picking up her phone, she stands up again.

“Honestly you’re like, so lucky you get to watch me take off my cute clothes like this. Literally like, I’ve been offered thousands of dollars, by like, really powerful people, just to let someone kiss my feet. So like, don’t be ungrateful.”

Despite how angry her arrogance makes him, he watches, shamefully in awe of her perfection, as she removes her stockings one by one and tosses them aside. She’s not even looking down at him, still scrolling on her phone as she undresses.

Before she takes off her skirt, her eyes flick down to him, only for a moment, and she smirks. “Good boy,” she says. “Watch your Goddess.”

She turns away from him and bends from the waist as she pulls her skirt down, keeping her huge shapely legs straight so that her perky ass is on full display, and her smooth pussy peeks out between her perfect thighs.

Before she stands up again, she turns to look at him, peeking playfully around the impossibly huge trunks of her gorgeous, slender legs. Seeing him still watching her, without a trace of surprise, she winks seductively at him with a knowing smile.

Then, breaking his reverie, she stands up and steps towards the edge of the tub.

“Okay little bath toy, look out!”

She lifts her enormous foot and dangles it directly above him for a moment, ready to step into the tub and choosing deliberately to get in right on top of him.

He scrambles to swim out of her way, but her foot comes down mere inches from him and creates a terrifyingly powerful churn in the water that sends him spinning disorientingly.

When he manages to get his bearings, he looks up to watch with terror as she brings her titanic, bouncy ass cheeks down right on top of him. She manages to trap him right between them as she sits down, the wash of the rushing hot water incredibly loud and disorienting as her ass pushes him almost all the way to the bottom of the tub and the increasing water pressure pounds painfully against his ears.

Before she lets her weight settle onto the floor of her bathtub, she allows him to slide out from under her, whizzing disorientingly towards the surface, trapped and carried upwards by the current she creates by displacing the water. On his way up he’s continually in contact with the smooth skin of the side of her ass and then her waist, finally popping up gasping right in front of her toned belly to see her smiling down at him with delight.

“Hi little bath toy!” she says, playfully sending a little splash towards him that sends him spinning around in the water. He’s already getting out of breath from treading water for so long, but even with her massive body displacing the water, the smooth walls of the tub are far too high and slippery on all sides for him to grab on.