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Kinktober Day Eight

Macro/Micro

MINORS DNI

Warnings: gn genitals ambiguous top reader, bottom micro trans man Lilia, micro/macro, unprepped penetration, tummy bulge

Terms used for Lilia: tdick, cock, cunt

Lilia is smaller than you.

Well, that's always true, but right now you find that the size difference between the two of you has grown extraordinarily.

"What happened to you?" You ask, staring bewilderingly at the— well you'd guess he's nearly 6 inches tall now?— Lilia standing on your desk.

"A failed spell," is all the explanation he gives. "Aren't I so cute?" he asks, placing his hands under his chin to frame his face. You laugh, reaching down to poke his nose gently,

"Yeah you are." Lilia smiles, taking your finger into his hands, and holding it in his as if it's at all similar to holding hands like you normally do.

"I feel so cute," he continues with a very specific and familiar lilt to his voice. "So small and cute," he kisses your finger, then nuzzles it. "I like being tiny, I am so delicate and weak, you have to take care of me," and that's a damn lie because you know he could reverse this spell in a second, or at the very least he could most certainly protect himself against any threat. "Don't you think?" he looks up at you with wide eyes, fluttering his lashes.

"Oh, I see," you hum, moving your finger lower touching his chest gently. "you like being tiny," And Lilia, the shameless little thing he is, grins at you devilishly, one of his little fangs biting his lip, as he nods his head.

"You-" you start, but you don't even know what to say about this revelation. You suppose you've got nothing against messing around with him at his new size, so you let your finger wander down his body.

Lilia wraps his little hands around your finger once you reach his groin, keeping you there. Though it's faint, you can feel that he's hot and damp through his clothes. Lilia rocks his hips against your finger, and gasps at the sensation.

He rubs himself against you like that for a moment, staring up at you with wild, bright red eyes. Maybe it's the layers of clothes separating his skin from yours, or that the friction toes the line between being able to get him off and only teasing him; whatever the reason, Lilia steps back to strip himself of his pants and then lays back, legs spread so you can get a good look at him.

"Touch me?" he begs, spreading his cunt with his fingers, "please?" You exhale slowly at the sight of him.

Ever so gently, you rub his tdick with your finger. Lilia gasps, knocking his head back, and grabbing your finger with both hands,

"Fuck," he cries, rutting his hips against you.

"You look cute," you hum, feeling sort of dazed as you watch him get off just by using your finger. Lilia's breath catches at your praise.

"Do you think— ahh yes, there— could you put your finger in, do you think?" he gasps, gushing against your skin as you tease his cock.

"My pinky maybe? You think you could take it?" you ask. Lilia nods, tightening his hold on your finger.

"Please?" at his begging, you move your index finger away from his cunt, and replace it with your pinky, nudging the tip against his entrance. "Oh," Lilia gasps as you push into him. "Big," he breathes, and you laugh at how amazed he sounds. Taking it nice and slow, because it's not like you lubed or prepped him, you ease your finger into his tight, wet hole.

"Okay?" you ask when you've pressed your finger midway inside of him. It bulges his stomach, and Lilia's eyes have rolled back into his head, his mouth dropped open, breathing heavily and drooling.

"Guh-" he huffs, twitching around you, blinking away tears, "mmngh, s'good," he moans.

Hearing that he's good, you slowly begin to thrust your finger in and out of him. Lilia writhes under you, gurgling your name between hiccups and keens of pleasure.

"Cum— hah, nghh— going to cum," he eventually cries, his hands shooting out to hold onto your finger as his climax approaches. To bring him over the edge, you rub his tdick with your thumb. Lilia shrieks, cumming on your finger, his body convulsing. He curls in on himself, gripping your finger with such a force that it hurts, his hole spasming around you.

You slowly fuck him through it, being oh so gentle with his currently pocket-sized body.

"Oh fuck," he breathes as he comes down going limp on the desk, "good lord."

"All good down there?" you ask, smiling at how blissed out he looks right now.

"Darling, I feel wonderful, though," he pats the bulge on his stomach where your finger is still deeply inserted inside of him, "I would love if you would pull out, so to speak."

Gently, you pull your finger out of his stretched hole, bringing it to your lips so you can lick his juices off. Lilia watches you with a dazed smile,

"Come now, I just finished," he whines, "and then you go and do that. You'll get me riled up again in no time," you laugh.

"Settle down grandpa," you take his body into your hand gently, lifting him so you can place a kiss on the top of his head. "How long do you plan on staying like this?" you ask.

"Kehehe who knows!" he giggles mischievously. You roll your eyes, hoping that he'll be back to his regular size soon, so you can hold him and kiss him properly.