**Mistaken for a Toy**

I don’t know how the hell it happened. One minute I was walking into my stepsister Tonesha’s room to grab my phone charger, the next—*poof*—I was the size of a fucking action figure. I tried screaming, but my voice was barely a squeak. And then I heard her.

Tonesha’s bedroom door swung open, and she strolled in, humming under her breath. She was already in just a tank top and panties, her thick thighs glistening with a fresh layer of cocoa butter. Her tits bounced slightly as she tossed her bra onto the bed, completely unaware of me standing frozen on her nightstand.

I watched in horror as she reached into her bedside drawer and fished around for something. *Oh shit.*

“Where the hell did I put it?” she muttered, rummaging deeper.

Before I could even think to hide, her fingers closed around me—warm and firm—and yanked me out. My stomach lurched as she lifted me up, my tiny body dwarfed by her massive hand.

“There you are,” she purred, her full lips curling into a smirk.

*Fuck. She thinks I’m her damn vibrator.*

I squirmed, trying to shout, but it was useless. Her grip tightened as she sprawled back onto the bed, her thick thighs spreading wide. The scent of her arousal hit me—musky and sweet—as she brought me down between her legs.

“Mmm, been needing this all day,” she sighed, rubbing the head of my tiny body against her soaked panties.

I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy, her slickness already seeping through the fabric. My dick, despite the horrifying situation, twitched to life.

Then—*oh fuck*—she pulled her panties to the side, exposing her swollen clit and glistening folds. My whole body was drenched in her wetness as she dragged me up and down her slit.

“Fuck yeah, just like that,” she moaned, pressing me harder against her clit.

I was *inside* the sound of her pleasure—her deep, breathy whimpers vibrating through me as she worked me in tight circles. Her hips bucked, grinding me into her faster. I couldn’t escape, couldn’t do anything but feel every inch of her hot, pulsing cunt against my tiny body.

Then—*oh god*—she pushed me *inside*.

Her pussy swallowed me in one slick, wet slide. The walls of her cunt clenched around me, tight and throbbing, squeezing me like a fucking vice. The heat was insane, her juices coating me completely as she fucked herself deeper onto me.

“Shit, this one *hits* just right,” she gasped, arching her back.

I was *trapped*—her muscles milking me as she rocked her hips, her fingers pinning me in place while she rode me. Every thrust sent me deeper, her wetness drowning me, her gasps and moans echoing in my ears.

Then I felt it—the telltale tension in her thighs, the way her walls spasmed around me—*she’s gonna cum.*

“Fuck, fuck, *fuck*—” Her whole body tensed, her pussy clamping down *hard* as she came, her juices gushing around me.

I couldn’t hold back. My tiny cock erupted, shooting cum deep inside her as she shuddered through her climax, moaning my name—*not* realizing it was *actually* me.

Panting, she finally pulled me out, her pussy glistening with both our mess. She blinked down at me, her eyes widening in shock.

“…*Marcus*?!”

Yeah. This was gonna be a *weird* conversation.