Niall woke up. He was on the living room table. He could hear voices in the background, laughter and friendly banter. His vision was blurry and he rubbed his eyes. His vision stayed blurry. He felt rumbling and the voices grew louder. Two faces came into view; Naskia and Kiri.

“Well if I’m moving back in you can’t keep Niall. What do you want to do with him?” Kiri said to Naskia without looking down at him.

Kiri sat on the floor and Naskia sat on the sofa beside the table.

Naskia stroked her chin. “Ehhhh I dunno. I can’t really just let him go; I could get into a lot of trouble for that.”

“Naskia! You can’t be serious?!” Niall said getting to his feet and yelling up at her.

The two girls smiled at each other and continued to ignore him while discussing what to do with him. He jumped up and down and waved his arms. Nothing, no response.

“What the hell?” Niall said to himself.

He ran to the edge of the table and tried to jump towards Naskia’s leg but a massive hand swept him off his feet and back into the centre of the table. He tried again and again but each time Naskia thwarted him without even looking at him. She would swat him with her hand or slam a massive fist into the table and knock him to the floor no matter what direction he went.

Niall stomped his feet and screamed looking at the two massive faces above him deciding his fate without even acknowledging his existence. He felt insignificant, powerless and completely emasculated. He couldn’t escape, he couldn’t get them to communicate with him he could literally do nothing. His life and how he lived it was entirely based on Naskia’s will. He could only eat if she allowed it, he could only drink if she allowed it, and he could only have shelter if she allowed it. It also seemed acknowledging his existence was all down to her will as well. And his fate would be as well.

He slumped down on the ground broken and defeated just waiting for his fate to be decided.

“We could always just get a shaar? Let it take care of him.” Kiri said.

“Hmmm. It would be fun watching it chase him around but think of the mess.” Naskia said. “What if we just wrap him in a tissue and then flush him down the toilet?”

“What if he lives and someone finds him? That wouldn’t work out well for you at all” Kiri responded.

“Hmmm, good point.” Naskia replied stroking her chin.

“What about the waste disposal unit downstairs? We put him in there turn it on and the ZAP. He’s gone.” Kiri said.

“Erm….I dunno….it just seems so…so….impersonal.” Naskia replied.

Niall looked up at her from the cold surface of the table. He was shivering, he realised he had no clothes on. Naskia was looking down at him, her eyes were glowing brightly and she wore a sly grin. She had finally acknowledged his existence after what felt like hours of being ignored which meant she had made a decision.

“Close your eyes.” She said to Kiri excitedly.

Kiri closed her eyes and Niall’s world went dark as Naskia’s warm hand encompassed him in a fleshy blanket. He felt himself being raised up; he could see Kiri’s mouth through a gap in the hand. He felt like this had happened before but he couldn’t help himself. He was terrified. He struggled against the walls pressing against him but they didn’t budge. He could hear his pulse in his head, the pressure of walls on his body was forcing blood out of his body and into his head. He thought his head would explode.

Naskia gently slipped her thumb between Kiri’s lips and placed it on her lower teeth and slowly opened her mouth. Kiri smiled when she realised what Naskia was doing. She went to speak but Naskia stopped her.

“Shhhhh, don’t say a word. We both know how much you want this.” Naskia said softly.

She raised Niall to Kiri’s mouth and extended her palm until her fingers touched Kiri’s .

“Get in.” Naskia commanded him. Her eyes were cold and dead. There was no love, no warmth, no playfulness; just a cold, emotionless glare.

Niall felt himself withering away under her glare. He felt like he would piss himself then and there on her hand. He tried to speak but his mouth wouldn’t work no matter how much he tried. He couldn’t even move.

WHACK. Niall was floored as Naskia flicked him the side of the head. His ears rang and his vision blurred. He couldn’t believe what was happening. Naskia said she’d never abandon him or hurt him and now she had beaten him and was offering him as a snack for Kiri.

“If you make me tell you again you will have to make your way in there without the use of your legs.” The cold emotionless face said. Niall didn’t recognise this woman.

He pushed himself to all fours and forced himself to crawl forward. His arms felt like jelly, his brain fought against him with every step he took. His unconscious self told him not to go into the slimy, warm cave ahead but he knew he had no choice. He had to choose between a gruesome, painful death or a gruesome, even more painful death.

He cringed as he placed his hand on the slippery tongue below him. He stopped for a few seconds as his fear nearly got the better of him. He felt a sting on his bare ass as Naskia sliced it with a fingernail. The pain caused him to jump forward and he slipped on to Kiri’s tongue. Kiri locked her lips around his waist and slurped him inside. He felt girly giggling rumble all around him.

“Bye little Niall! Have a good trip.” Naskia called.

Niall was tossed and spun around on Kiri’s tongue. He was panicking trying to find any way to save himself but he knew there wasn’t. He felt déjá vu as his body whirled around her mouth before coming to a dead stop. He put his arms out as the tongue underneath lifted up and tilted him into the eerie blackness of Kiri’s throat. He gave one last scream before he disappeared and was swallowed whole all the while listening to Naskia’s giggles.

Naskia was woken by a rather loud obnoxious noise. She scrunched her eyelids wanting it to stop. She opened her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall monitor and sighed to herself. 5 hours she’d been asleep. She needed a lot more than 5 hours sleep if she were to make it through her first class back tomorrow.

Naskia listened to the noise and recognised it as some guitars and what sounded like a very angry man yelling over the top of it. She looked over at Niall’s terrarium. He was doing pull ups on an exercise bar.

“Argh! Need to sleep…” she thought to herself.

The angry voice was screaming the same words over and over again.

“Fuck you I won’t do what you tell me.” It said over and over.

Naskia sat up and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She looked down at Niall still doing pull ups. He was facing away from the bed and with the loud must coming from the pad he didn’t hear her. She was a bit annoyed at him for being so inconsiderate.

The song continued “Fuck you I won’t do what you tell me.”

Naskia frowned down at her little man and rubbed her tired eyes. “This song seems to reflect your personality pretty well.”

Niall dropped down from the bar shocked to hear Naskia. He’d assumed Naskia was sound asleep. He walked over and turned off the music sensing her tone.

“Heh…really?” he asked.

Naskia raised an eyebrow. “When have you EVER done anything I’ve told you?”

“Haha yeah I suppose. Sorry did I wake you?” He asked wiping sweat from his brow with a towel.

“Yeah, loud, screamy, angry people are difficult to ignore. Think you could give it a miss for the rest of the night? I really need my sleep.” She asked.

“Ehhh yeah sure. I was trying wear myself out; I’ll try to get back to sleep.” Niall said sitting down on his bed. She looked rather pissed off and didn’t quite have the will to argue back as flashes of his dream came back to him.

“Thanks, G’night.” Naskia said lying back down and pulling the covers up. She stared up at the ceiling thinking. Her annoyance faded away as she realised just why Niall had been exercising in the middle of the night with angry music on. She scowled and chastised herself for being so stupid and inconsiderate. She threw the covers off and sat up and looked down at Niall.

“I’m sorry.” She said smiling sweetly down at Niall.

“What for?” Niall asked.

“You were listening to angry music and exercising when you should be asleep. Dreams again?”

“Yeah…still can’t seem to shake them.” Niall said sitting up as well. He walked out of the terrarium to the front of the table.

Naskia dropped out of bed and on to her knees. Niall enjoyed the slight wobble of Naskia’s breasts in the slinky vest top as she hit the floor. It was the best thing he’d seen since he woke up after yet another dream where he ended up going down Kiri’s throat. The Naskia twist in this one was particularly unsettling for him.

“Want me to help take your mind off it?” Naskia said raising an eyebrow.

Niall scuffed his feet. He wasn’t feeling exactly himself. “No…it’s ok.”

“Well I need someone to wear me out after they woke me up.” Naskia said playfully. She shifted closer to the table and pressed her titanic breasts together with her upper arms creating a 9 foot valley of cleavage which quickly drew Niall’s attention.

“Do you want to play a game?” Naskia asked him.

“Ehh…I dunno if I’m in the mood Nas” Niall replied finally managing to drag his eyes from her cleavage and up to her face.

Naskia made an exaggerated pouty face at Niall. “Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease. You will enjoy it.”

“I don’t know if I will Nas.” Niall said “I just don’t feel m……”

Before Niall could finish Naskia pulled her vest top over her head and threw it on to the bed.

Niall’s eyes widened as he took in the expansive chest in front of him. He was finding it a lot harder to wallow in self-pity when Naskia was pulling out all the stops to distract him.

“C’mon you; lose the trousers and I’ll lose my pants. I want to play shaar/tupp!” she said raising an eyebrow.

“And you don’t think it’s insensitive at all to play a game where if I lose you pretend to eat me?” Niall asked half stumbling out of his trousers.

“If I win I do what I want. It doesn’t mean I eat you. If you win then you get what you want. Deal?” Naskia said batting her eyelids trying to get Niall to come round.

“Ok…but we play on the floor and not the bed! It’s too easy for you that way.” Niall said already concocting his game plan.

“Fine but just watch you don’t get squished. Rules are; I will stay on all fours, you start in the wardrobe end of the room and I start on my bed. You get a two minute head start and you have to make it to the pillow without getting caught to win.” Naskia explained just to make sure there was no confusion. Both hated to lose and both hated leaving any loophole that could be exploited.

“Well just put me on the floor and I’ll be ready.” Niall said stepping forward.

Naskia grinned menacingly. “Oh no, you can make your own way there! You have two minutes to hide!”

With that Naskia stood up, pulled off her bottoms and dived on to the bed and hid her face under a pillow. Niall didn’t check to see if she was peeking. He knew she wouldn’t cheat. She already had him at huge disadvantage with her size and the fact he was essentially stranded on the bedside table.

“1……2……..3” Naskia counted.

His mind whirred; it would take him 30 seconds to get to the floor. 30 seconds to hide. That left him a minute to level the playing field.

“10….11…..12”

Niall rushed to his pad and frantically bashed away at the screen. He didn’t have long but he reckoned he had enough time to give Naskia a few surprises.

“56…57….58”

A sly smile crept up his lips as he put the finishing touches to his program and hopped off the table top and to a drawer handle below. He carefully dropped down each handle until he reached the floor a few seconds ahead of time.

“84….85….86”

Niall’s feet pounded the floor as he ran across from the bedside table to Naskia’s desk. The first place she’d look for him was under there. He had to skirt along the walls to avoid being seen so she tended to check the places with the most of cover first.

“110….111….112”

Niall hauled himself up the table leg and pulled himself into the underside of a drawer and braced himself into a corner. She wouldn’t find him up here and would quickly move on; giving him time to make a break for it. He panted heavily trying to recover as much breath as he could. It wouldn’t be long until the shaar would be upon him and he’d have to be as quiet as possible. Niall had to admit despite protesting earlier he was now enjoying himself.

“Ok little tupp! Here I come….” Naskia said slinking down off her bed on all fours. She slowly skulked along the floor exaggerating her shoulder movements and growling. Her eye’s darted to and fro and her ears twitched as she listened out for the sounds of tiny feet. Naskia was really throwing herself in to the roll of a shaar.

She eyed the desk, most of the time Niall started there so that’s where she’d start too. She skulked over to the desk and dropped to her front and looked around. There was no sign of him.

“Come out, come out lil tupp….” She sang poking her paws in and around the table legs to make sure he wasn’t hiding anywhere.

Sweat was building on Niall’s brow. Droplets ran down his cheeks. His arms were shaking from holding himself in place. He watched as Naskia’s large, tree trunk like arm searched for him. Sweat dropped from his cheeks. Niall winced as he watched the droplets miss her skin by mere inches. He was nearly ousted before his plan had even kicked in.

“Anyyyyyytime now….” He thought to himself.

Naskia pulled herself under the desk taking care not to bump her shoulder on the low hanging drawer. She had blocked off the end of the drawers beside the table so if he had gone down there then there was no way out. She was half way under the table when the lights suddenly went out.

“What the hell?!” Naskia said pulling herself out from under the table bashing her shoulder in the process.

“Argh!” She shouted clutching her shoulder and rubbing it.

“Niall?! What the fuck?!” she shouted now feeling less playful.

Niall had been thrown from his perch when Naskia bashed the desk. It felt like a bomb had gone off when she had hit the drawer. Niall had used the time he had gained from Naskia’s unfortunate bump to hit the ground running. He had hoped to make it under the bedside table before she got the light back on but with Naskia rubbing her sore shoulder he had a bit more time. He decided to risk it and head straight for the bed and start climbing.

“No fair Niall! This is dangerous! I could step on you.” Naskia said getting up and heading for the light switch.

Niall turned around as the room filled with light.

“Shit” he cursed looking back at Naskia’s naked form stretching high into the sky as she turned the light back on.

He nearly tripped over his own feet; too busy admiring her soft sloping curves and beautiful rear end.

“There you are!” she yelled, her eyes widening. Niall stopped frozen to the spot as their eyes locked.

Naskia dropped to all fours again without breaking eye contact and made a high pitched growl. While playful Niall didn’t find the baring of teeth comforting at all and took off as fast as he could towards the bedside table. He was still a good 100 feet from the gap at the bottom and a place to hide securely out of reach. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. Playing the tupp was always exhilarating but he wished he could be the shaar just once.

He felt the ground shake as Naskia bounded towards him. She was considerably slower on all fours but the distance from her to Niall would only seem like 10 feet to her.

The light level dropped as Naskia’s shadow fell over him. Niall stopped dead as Naskia placed herself between him and his rabbit hole. She loomed over him slowly moving her hands either side of him.

“Nowhere to go lil tupp….” She said confident of victory.

Niall stared up into her massive eyes. She had narrowed them, focusing intently on her prey. Naskia was waiting for him to make a move. To his left, a hand, to his right another. If he ran away she would be on him in an instant. He didn’t know what she had in store for him if she won but he wasn’t overly keen on finding out.

“Just a few more seconds…” he said to himself making it look like he was about to give up.

Naskia looked down and the tiny man sternly holding her gaze. His defiant expression was slowly draining away under her glare and the dawning realisation he had nowhere to go. Naskia knew she should end this but she was enjoying the feeling of power she held over him. Seeing Niall’s smug grin fade away at being beaten by her wasn’t something she enjoyed often. There was no escape for him and she could do whatever she wanted with him. She wanted to savour the moment.

She thought about opening her mouth wide over him and sucking him into her mouth straight from the floor. She knew Niall would hate it if she did that, be terrified of it even. She felt equal pangs of guilt and pleasure coarse through her as her crotch moistened at the thought of doing what she wanted with a helpless terrified man. She let a sweet moan escape her lips as the anticipation grew too great and she slowly started to move her hand towards him.

“Any second now…”Niall said to himself slightly panicked that he might lose. Naskia was looking particularly frisky.

Naskia’s hands were almost upon him when she was scared witless by a booming noise.

“Fuck you I won’t do what you do what you tell me!” It screamed with the sound of heavy guitars and pounding drums adding weight to the shock it delivered.

Niall was waiting for this. He ran straight ahead towards the bedside table as the startled Naskia looked around for the source of the noise. He looked up to see milky canopy above him twist and contort as Naskia realised he had bolted. His eyes dropped and he was momentarily distracted by the moist lips of Naskia’s vagina, unsure if it scared him or excited him. He looked down just in time to see a hand swing towards him, six foot long fingers reaching for him.

Niall jumped, his feet made momentary contact with the top of Naskia’s index finger and Niall pushed off to gain more momentum. He rolled along the ground and jumped up around Naskia’s knees. He made one last dash and dived under the bedside table before Naskia could turn her 700 tonne form around.

“No fair! You cheated! I had you!” Naskia said hammering her fists on the floor and thrashing her legs. The feeling of power and dominance she felt when she had her little man trapped had vanished leaving her feeling thwarted and unfulfilled. The defiant tone of the lyrics added insult to the injury her pride had already taken.

“That would be scary if she didn’t look so much like a screaming toddler….” Niall smiled to himself.

He waited for her to get up and move to turn off the blaring music. Niall made a break out from underneath the bedside table and ran along the underside of the bed. He carefully watched Naskia’s feet at the end of the bed at the wall screen and listened for the music being turned off. About 20 feet ahead of him was a low hanging piece of bed sheet. He could pull himself up to the bed from there. Naskia would head straight back to the bedside table to look for him.

The music stopped just as Niall pulled himself up on to the sheet. Time was of the essence here. Naskia wouldn’t see him as she crawled to the bedside table but she would probably find him quickly after realising he had moved on. He was so close to victory he could taste it. Once he got on the bed it was only 60 feet to the finish line. He was totally focused on his goal. He pulled arm over arm and he was soon standing on top of the field sized bed. He scanned the surface; something was wrong here. Naskia was missing. She hadn’t gone to the bedside table. She seemed to have just disappeared.

He spun around again and again looking for any sign of her.

“Not good….not good…” he muttered to himself as he continued to scan for his giant pursuer.

“There!” His mind yelled. Movement at the end of the bed, Naskia had lurked at the bottom of the bed, waiting for him to come to her rather than looking for him. He saw her eyes lift over the edge of the bed and instantly lock on to him. Her eyes widened as they located their quarry.

“Shit!” Niall yelled as he started to run.

Naskia grabbed the end of the bed and jumped up on to it with one bound. She landed on her knees and deliberately forced herself into the surface of the bed causing a shockwave to ripple out through the soft bed. She giggled as her prey was thrown from his feet and to the floor. She watched him scramble to get to his feet. He was or 30 or so feet from the finish line now.

“C’mon…just a few more steps…” Niall said to himself as he forced himself back to his feet. He just might make this. The covers ahead of him rose up as they followed the curve of the pillow up.

“Twenty feet…….fifthteen feet……oof!” he said.

He felt a tremendous weight press down on him and his face was squashed into the covers. He tried to move but he was pinned flat by a warm, damp wall. She had him.

“Dammit…so close….” He cursed.

Naskia savoured her victory now she knew it was secure. Niall was pressed flat into the covers and he wasn’t going anywhere. No trick was going to get him out of this one now. She curled her fingers and secured her fist around him just in case he tried to make a break for freedom. She raised him to her face. She could feel him wriggling, trying to get out of her grip but he was stuck fast.

“So little tupp what should I do with you?” she cooed.

Niall pondered for a few seconds. “Be nice and kind since I made it so far?”

Naskia laughed. It made Niall shudder. “Not a chance! You hurt my shoulder, gave me a fright and made me look stupid! I’m going to take my time with you….”

Naskia’s eyes lit up as a devilish idea came into her head.

“Oh no….” thought Niall.