HGlock SM - Micro Perv.pdf (2025) [WRITING]

It was a warm summer day. The sun beat down on the neighborhood, casting long shadows across neatly manicured lawns. Inside the Johnson home, things were heating up as well, but not because of the weather.

Mindy, a stunning 6-foot-2 bombshell, sauntered into the living room on towering white platform heels. Her micro-mini skirt, barely a scrap of fabric, rode high on her thick thighs with each sway of her curvaceous hips. The silk fabric fluttered in her wake, providing teasing glimpses of her long, smooth legs.

Her husband Rick, shrunk down to the size of an ant in a freak lab accident, scurried across the hardwood floor, trying not to get crushed by his wife's thundering footsteps. At his tiny size, Mindy towered miles above him, an absolute Amazonian goddess.

As Mindy settled onto the couch, her massive rump filling out the entire seat, Rick couldn't resist sneaking a peek under her ridiculously short skirt. He scurried right up to the hem, gazing up in awe at the endless expanse of creamy thigh and the juncture between her legs, barely concealed by a dainty lace thong.

Mindy stretched languorously, causing her skirt to hike up even further. Rick's head spun at the intoxicating view. Unable to control himself, he began to stroke his microscopic member as he drank in his wife's breathtaking panties. His minuscule hand pumped furiously as he pushed deeper into Mindy's shadowy crotch.

Just then, Mindy uncrossed and recrossed her legs. Her descending stiletto caught Rick squarely under her big toe, pinning him to the floor. Through a haze of pain and pleasure, Rick felt his wife's tremendous weight bearing down on him. The pressure was immense yet somehow incredible, her impossibly soft skin sliding against his as she shifted her foot.

Mindy reached down and slipped off her shoe. Rick found himself tumbling down, down, down into a dark, leathery crevice that reeked of sweat and perfume. The interior of Mindy's platform was like a cave...