She stepped forward and crouched down to offer her palm to the tiny. “Thanks, little guy.” The giantess smirked. And then… she began to sing.Īs the song came to an end, the giantess put the microphone down and bowed her head. The giantess swung her hips to the catchy beat of the radio, and pointed at the tiny with a smile. She brushed her long red hair out of her eyes and fluttered them playfully as she grasped her microphone in her gloved hands. He swung his little legs and watched eagerly as the giantess appeared on stage. The tiny sat on the edge of the arm-rest of the chair. (Warning: This story contains digestion and scat.
