**My Stepmom Used Me Like a Dildo**

I never expected things to go this way. My stepmom, Lisa, was always hot—tall, curvy, with long legs and a killer rack. She was intimidating, too—standing at six feet in her bare feet, towering over me by nearly a full head. I’d always had a thing for her, but I never thought she’d *literally* use me.

That changed one night when I found a strange old pendant in the attic. The second I put it on, the room spun. The ceiling shot upward, my clothes swallowed me, and suddenly, I was the size of a fucking action figure. My tiny heart pounded as I stumbled out of my jeans, naked and shivering on the carpet. That’s when Lisa walked in.

She didn’t see me at first. She was in her usual after-work routine—kicking off her heels, stretching with a deep groan, her tight blouse straining over her big tits. I tried to shout, but my voice was too small. She walked past me, her bare foot nearly crushing me, when her toe grazed my side.

“What the hell—?” She bent down, her huge fingers scooping me up. “Oh my god.” Her eyes widened as she turned me in her palm, my naked body completely exposed. “Are you *real*?”

I nodded frantically, too shocked to speak. Her grip was firm, her skin warm, and the way her thumb brushed over my cock sent a jolt through me. I was already half-hard from sheer terror—or maybe it was the way her cleavage heaved right in front of my face.

Lisa smirked. “Well, this is *fascinating*.” She carried me to her bedroom, her hips swaying. I could only stare as she laid back on her bed, still holding me. “You’ve always been such a little perv, staring at my tits. Bet you’re loving this, huh?”

She wasn’t wrong. My cock was fully hard now, twitching against her fingers. Lisa noticed and let out a low laugh. “Aw, look at you. Cute.” Her other hand slid between her thighs, hiking up her skirt. “You know… I *was* planning to use my vibrator tonight…”

My stomach dropped as she tugged her panties aside, revealing her wet pussy. Her fingers glistened as she rubbed her clit. “But I think I found something better.”

Before I could react, she pressed me between her fingers like a toy and dragged me straight up her slit. My whole body was engulfed in heat, her slick folds swallowing me up to my waist. I gasped as her muscles clenched around me, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice.

“Fuck, you’re *perfect*,” she groaned, rolling her hips. I was completely at her mercy, my face buried in her swollen lips, my cock throbbing inside her. Every thrust dragged me deeper, her pussy pulsing as she fucked herself with me.

“You feel so good, little man,” she whispered, pinching my ass between her fingers. “Just like a real dildo.” The way she said it—so casual, so *owned*—made me throb harder. I was just a toy to her, a tiny plaything for her pleasure.

Her moans grew louder as she rubbed her clit with her free hand, her hips bucking. “Gonna cum on your tiny dick,” she panted. Her walls clenched, sucking me in deeper, and then her whole body tensed. A flood of warmth gushed around me as she came, her pussy milking my cock until I couldn’t take it anymore.

I erupted inside her, my tiny load lost in her wetness. Lisa laughed breathlessly as she pulled me out, her fingers dripping. “Wow. That was *hot*.” She licked her lips, looking down at me with dark eyes. “Maybe I’ll keep you around for later.”

And just like that, she dropped me onto her nightstand—already forgotten, already just a toy waiting for her next use.