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Many thought that tiny freeways were a good way to escape the rampages of the giants.
What a mistake!

GIANTS FIRST #5 Highway to HellHenry was slowly waking up, his first movements making his two little captives wriggle in his shorts. For this night, the coach had stuffed a defender and the right winger in there. He knew that the little guys didn't usually have a good night's sleep stuck in it, as the warmth and Henry's musky smell were so intense. The members of his little soccer team, whom he'd captured on election night, and who had the honor of sleeping there usually emerged dehydrated and groggy. But now the boys were very well trained. After weeks of correcting inappropriate behavior, there was now no more complaining and begging; they knew it was their job to endure as best they could the position to which the bigcoach had assigned them. The big, hairy, muscular forties man had all the time in the world - he wasn't working today. In fact, he was half out of work at his new main job (his coaching activity was now played at home). Since the change in society, the disappearance of so many small workers was having serious repercussions. But Henry wasn't worried. Since the small humans had lost all their rights, the tinies' bank accounts had been emptied by the State, their property looted (those still standing). The government redistributed the loot to the giant individuals and companies most affected by the immeasurable economic disorganization that had followed the first days of rampage. Now that virtually all the tinies had been captured, either by private individuals or by state services, calm was returning to the country and it was time to get back to business as usual. The state subsidies, while not really compensating for the losses, at least calmed the minds. Just long enough for a transition to an economy based on the slavery of the littles. It pleased Henry to imagine that the parents of his players had saved all their lives, only for the money to be used to pay for his technical days off, so that he could have fun with his little boys. If ever the financial situation deteriorated, he could always sell one or two. The market for small slaves was pretty much the only way to get new ones now, and young, handsome guys like his own could fetch a very good price! But he hoped it wouldn't come to that - he loved owning every one of his boys. Still, in retrospect, if he'd known the financial value a young little one would have now, he might not have eaten so much of them that night. After squeezing his crotch, he got up in his underwear and went straight to the cage in the living room, where the rest of the little soccer team was sleeping on one of his used boxer shorts and dirty socks. The sound of the giant's heavy footsteps woke the little soccer players in their twenties. They'd learned to be ready, getting down on all fours on their knees and fists, in a docile waiting position awaiting their master's instructions as the giant opened the cage. "Oh my good little boys! That's good!" Henry stroked team captain Joey's back with his fingertip in approval. He'd made all his friends jealous when he compared their little ones: Henry's were clearly the best trained, the cutest and most obedient. Henry was very proud. Oh sure, he'd had to punish them a few times, but now all his young handsome lads were perfectly submissive. "... it makes "Daddy" hard, I think you're going to get some breakfast." He pulled his morningwood from his boxer shorts with the two little players, still dazed from their night trapped inside. As they were ruthlessly rubbed against the giant cock, the two little ones held back their screams - they knew they'd be punished if they dared disappoint the big coach. He dropped his load on the little guys and on the bottom of the cage, cleaned himself up with his two dick toys and set them down with the rest of the team as they began to obediently swallow the big man's seed. "Take some strength my little guys, it's going to be a busy day," said Henry as he closed the A team's cage. Henry washed up in the bathroom. Then he opened the toilet. The little guy tied up at the bottom of the bowl was dazzled by the return of the light. The chains attached to each of his wrists and ankles (as if he was about to be drawn and quartered) kept the tiny one here, just above the surface but unable to be swept away by the flush that washed him. The previous administration had succeeded in getting these objects banned, deemed too offensive even for voluntary use. But under the giant supremacists, sales were soaring again. As always, the tiny young man tried to beg the giant to put an end to his punishment; he'd been demoted from Team A to the unenviable fate of Team B when he'd frontally refused to lick Henry's armpit and then annoyed the giant by whining about seeing his family again."I'm sorry "Daddy"! I'll be good now! I'm sorry! Please "Daddy"! I'll do better, let me ...." He was interrupted by Henry's torrent of hot piss, which now filled his world with a pungent, smelly acidity. He'd already been doomed here for three weeks, but there was no way he could get used to this hellish torment. His screams only made him swallow disgusting gulps. As the jet stopped, the cute boy shuddered with apprehension at what was to come. The flush was violently heckling him in all directions, but he was always brought back to his initial position by the tension of the chains that prevented him from going any further. Henry closed the toilet, leaving his deposed and soaked former player to stare at him pleading and sobbing as he returned to the darkness. While taking a nice, hot, relaxing shower, Henry remembered his third prisoner, the poor little guy who'd been stuffed up in Henry's rectum since last evening. Another terrible position to which the damned of Team B were entitled. He took out the little guy, still terrorized by the atrocious night he'd spent in the smelly cave. Henry took the opportunity to wash the young man roughly, then used him as a little sponge for his body. After drying off, he replaced the tiny weeping man in the box enclosing his team. The handsome young men cowered in fear, the big guy towering over them only opening the box to use them in painful or terribly degrading ways. Or simply as ass-wipes. But this time he was content to lock them away until their next use. Henry loved his little slaves; it was only in their frightened eyes that he could see himself as he was meant to be : an almighty god. Now clean and in new underpants. He moved to the computer in the living room. By the time the machine started, Henry had picked up the small glass jar on the desk. Inside, two members of Team B were trapped in the container, which was far too small for the two of them. They couldn't sit down and were jammed together between the glass walls. As he opened it, the little ones hoped their ordeal was over. "Have mercy master, a bigger jar please!" "It hurts, I beg you!" The only response was the entry of the jar clogged by Henry's huge bent buttocks and the fart that replaced what little air he had. The big man settled back comfortably on the seat as he recorked the jar and left the two sobbing prisoners in their original place, now suffering from the strong, pungent smell in addition to their painful position. At last, the computer was fully switched on. The coach was now accustomed to logging on to the latest trendy site: Watch-Them-Scream.fedThe euphoria of the first few weeks had passed, but many giants wanted to relive the amazing thrill of the hunt. Thus, sites listing videos taken in the early days of the political shift were gaining in popularity (many taken directly from the smartphones of small humans). The privacy rights of tinies had disappeared with the others. Videos stored on clouds or social networks were freely accessible and could be downloaded and shared by any giant. Many of the giants liked to find and group together the videos in which they appeared, and some even became little web stars. Such was the case of "King_Ryan", who had made a name for himself with his exploits on a tiny highway linking two tiny districts. Henry was a fan and was tempted to watch it again. But first, feeling horny anew, he went to find little captain Joey and 2 other little players in the team A cage. Released his now almost hard cock as he sat down and placed them around on his crotch, where they now waited on their knees. And launched the popular channel's first video. [I smash them!] 5:21 posted by King_Ryan The video was taken from a dashcam (those in-car cameras on the dashboard of cars) and saved in the now royalty-free cloud of the tiny insurance company concerned. You could hear the voices of two young men. They were leaving for a student party in the next tiny district. In the distance, the tall shape of the equally young giant appeared near the freeway, watching the flow of cars with curiosity. The date and time displayed by the dashcam showed that the election results had already been announced, but the two occupants of the vehicle, now without rights, didn't seem to know yet. They weren't listening to the radio, but to a playlist of contemporary pop songs. "Are giants allowed to stand next to a micro road? I thought it was too dangerous." This was quickly demonstrated as the giant raised his leg and brought his foot down in the middle of the road. The nearest cars crashed at full speed into the giant shoe, failing the crashtest miserably. As the giant's second foot now descended onto the roadway, directly onto a small car, which was instantly crushed along with its occupants."What the ...!" Chaos spread rapidly across the densely packed highway. Some drivers braked hard, only to be hit by the next vehicle. The abrupt lane changes completed a huge chain-crash. But the worst was yet to come, as the behemoth gave a kick with his feet into the pile of wrecked cars. The rain of vehicles falling in the midst of the remaining traffic caused the driver to veer fully to the right, now driving on the hard shoulder and skimming the guardrail, then zizagging randomly through the obstacles. The car miraculously escaped the road apocalypse that raged across the tracks. But when it reached the giant's level, his shoe slipped back, the little car hit the heel on the side and rolled a few times, before landing back on its wheels. "Are you all right?" With traffic completely cut off, the giant had turned towards them now. They cried out as the car was lifted into the air and the giant's eye filled the windshield's field of vision. "It would have been a real shame for two cuties like that to get damaged, I'll keep you guys safe for later!" The two occupants screamed, the seatbelts preventing them from crashing into the glass as the car was leaned forward and pointed towards the giant's back pocket. Now in the darkness you could hear their panic and cries for help. [Pinned comment by King_Ryan] "Hey guys, i hope you enjoyed the video! If you did, please consider subscribing to my GiantFan! Premium subscribers get a daily live stream of me having fun with these two little cuties! And for every online donation you can choose what I make to them! " With the economic crisis, it was not uncommon to see handsome giants choosing the path of easy money. Henry was thinking about it too, sure that his little team would bring him a good profit. As the excitement grew, Henry snapped his fingers. The little players knew their role, positioning themselves around his cock and squeezing it with their muscular arms and young bodies. Then they started rubbing against it. [They taste good!] 6:15 posted by King_Ryan Again via a dashcam cloud backup, but this time attached to a biker's helmet. The motorcycle was trying to weave its way between the rows of traffic that had come to a complete standstill further down the freeway, cars jammed together. As the silhouette of the giant fills the horizon, the bike slams on the brakes. The handsome leviathan moved forward, nonchalantly crushing the cars in his path. He crouched down to grab a small car, ripped off the roof, and the three men could be seen begging and screaming in despair as the giant tilted the car over his open mouth. The occupants slowly slid out from under their seatbelts, desperately trying to hold on to the vehicle's seats, only to fall into its maw as the giant shook the car and swallowed them. Now panic was spreading across the saturated highway, as tinies got out of their vehicles and ran across the tracks. The giant showed off his muscles with a mischievous grin, clearly very pleased with the terror he was inspiring. Then it resumed its march, randomly crushing or devouring the fleeing little ones., The biker, blocked by the fleeing crowd, also began to run on foot in the opposite direction to the giant. His panicked breathing could be heard through the helmet, regularly covered by the sound of the giant's heavy footsteps. "Aaah Naaaaaaaah!" shouted the biker as he could see his legs thrashing in the air as he was lifted away from the road. He was now turned towards the giant's pretty face, which opened his mouth. "Have mercy! No, not that! Please!" he shouted as he was led into the hot, wet cavity. The biker's hands tried to grab hold of something and regain his balance as he was deposited on the big tongue. But he had no time to react as the pink muscle lifted and sent him falling into the darkness of the giant's gullet. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" biker's voice broke in a howl of pure terror as he fell headfirst into the shadow. A few more slimy sounds and shrieks of fright, and the camera seemed to get wet. Then we heard the biker catch his breath. "no ... NO ..... NO PLEASE! HELP!!!" His cries joined those of the fellow damned souls in the terrible torment awaiting them. Pleasure was rising, but the stimulation of the little soccer players around his cock was waning. "Performance is slipping Joey, can I count on your leadership to get this team back on track?" The little captain had his heart set on never again letting one of the players in his charge fall into team B hell. "Come on, guys! Look, do as I do! Come on, don't give up!" Awakened by their captain's encouragement, the other two teammates redoubled their efforts. "Oooh... Huuum .... Good boys. That's good work, keep it up." moaned Henry. [Fuck Yeah!] 10:34 posted by King_Ryan The stolen recording of an amateur live stream automatically saved, taken from a cell phone, showed a lively group of friends in their twenties, also teammates on a basketball team, savored the simple pleasures of camaraderie. In the back seats of their team bus. They laugh as they share moments on social networks, celebrating the best episodes of their day together. Smartphones in hand, they take videos, mixing the thrill of competition with the joy of friendship.They had won the match, and were too enthusiastic to realize that the bus was now at a standstill. The young cameraman was in the last seat on the right at the back of the bus, the whole team could be seen spread out in the rows of seats, and behind them, through the glass, the lanes of traffic full of stationary vehicles all the way to the small "hill" behind which a bend in the tiny highway curved. Blocking visibility of the cause of the traffic jam. They kept on singing and joking on the live stream, without noticing the worried tone of the coach, who was talking in panic to the bus driver about the latest news on the radio, or the strange messages popping up on networks. Something serious had happened with the elections. Suddenly, people were running and hollering across the lanes between the cars at the end of the bend, and the young men were losing their cheerfulness as muffled "Booms" echoed in the distance. All the players on the bus tried to look through the windows to see what was happening. The entire bus crew froze in horror as a gigantic foot crushed several fleeing men at the end of the road, and the giant's huge form now emerged from behind the hill. A crowd of frightened tinies passed on either side of the bus, as the giant continued to march forward, randomly crushing vehicles and runaways, his footsteps now shaking the bus. "We've got to get out!" shouted the driver "You're crazy, he's too close! Look outside, they're being massacred! We're going to get trampled if we go out, we've got to stay out of sight!" Replied the coach As the giant reached the level of the bus, all the players cowered behind their seats and held their breath, hoping that the giant would step over them without a hitch. But the heavy sound of his footsteps fell silent. Standing up, we could see his legs and his huge shoes on the road in front of the bus. The giant had stopped. The whole little team screamed when they noticed giant fingers encircling the windows in the middle of the bus. The players clung to what they could as the bus was lifted into the air. The young guy filming had dropped his phone, which now hung from his smartphone safety wrist lanyard as he clung desperately to a metal bar anchored to the roof of the bus. The upside-down video had been edited in the right way by King_Ryan, offering a clear view towards the front of the bus. Then, the driver's cab, the first row of seats and the front of the bus disappeared in a din of crumpled taules . Replaced by a large fist, now closed, that had obliterated the driver and the coach. Terror gripped the young players as the bus leaned back and the gaping opening at the front now revealed the tall, handsome face of the giant of their age, staring back at them. "Hey guys! You're so cute in there!" You could tell the giant was enjoying having a scared little crew in his hands. While he was having fun shaking the bus to get the little guys to react. "Stop screaming like that... you don't know how exciting it is..." The cries of fright redoubled in intensity as the bus was lowered to the level of the giant's fly as he unzipped it and let out his huge (even on a giant's scale), now hard cock.The bus was leaning slightly forward, the young passengers holding on as best they could to the back of the seat in front of them or to the metal bar on the ceiling, the basketball player sitting in the middle seat at the back of the bus was held at arm's length by one of his friends. "Don't let me down!" But those in the very first seats lost their balance and fell off the bus with a final howl, before crashing further down onto the concrete of the freeway. The big dick now slid into the bus to the exclamations of horror from the very new little dick toys trapped inside. It flattened the seats in 3 rows with their occupants, and some of the bus windows exploded, ejecting some of the players sitting near them outside. Desperate panic overwhelmed the handsome basketball players as the giant began to rub the bus against his cock. Advancing a little further with each thrust, row by row. The cries of agony from the young men slowly crushed between the turgid cock and the walls of the bus by the back-and-forth movement tore through the atmosphere.But they were regularly covered by the giant's moans of pleasure from outside. The cockhead was now approaching the back of the bus, while the metal frame of the vehicle was seriously buckling. The young group of friends screamed and struggled into the void, trying to protect themselves with their little hands. Another thrust from the giant squeezed them all against the back of the bus under his dick, the camera now filming only their little arms sticking out and waving frantically. You could hear them cry out in pain and fear with each new thrust. The friction now quickened, along with the basketball players' grunts of suffering. Until the giant's roar of pleasure: "OOH ... OH FUCK YEAH!!" The little cries were muffled as the ultimate thrust finished pinning the young men down and they were engulfed and drowned in the giant's viscous semen, which ended up covering the phone's camera. Henry had now grabbed his little soccer boys against his cock and was rubbing them uncautiously and frantically. One last look at the suffering little guys in the little glass jar finished making him drop his load and engulf his own little jocks. He used their small bodies, now sore from the shock, to clean himself up and led his little champions back to the cage. "You've done well boys, 'Daddy' is proud of you. The rest of you, clean them up, you get a second ration this morning!" Henry pulled on his grey sweatpants. And looked at the clock: it wasn't yet 11 AM. He turned on the coffee machine. (There was nothing like a good coffee after cumming on his tinies). He'd let them finish eating, then take a few to lick his feet while he drank his mug and watched his favorite TV show. It's so good to be a god at home. How sweet those mornings were! If such concept had existed in his religion, Henry could say he was in heaven....

Description
Many thought that tiny freeways were a good way to escape the rampages of the giants.
What a mistake!

GIANTS FIRST #5 Highway to HellHenry was slowly waking up, his first movements making his two little captives wriggle in his shorts. For this night, the coach had stuffed a defender and the right winger in there. He knew that the little guys didn't usually have a good night's sleep stuck in it, as the warmth and Henry's musky smell were so intense. The members of his little soccer team, whom he'd captured on election night, and who had the honor of sleeping there usually emerged dehydrated and groggy. But now the boys were very well trained. After weeks of correcting inappropriate behavior, there was now no more complaining and begging; they knew it was their job to endure as best they could the position to which the bigcoach had assigned them. The big, hairy, muscular forties man had all the time in the world - he wasn't working today. In fact, he was half out of work at his new main job (his coaching activity was now played at home). Since the change in society, the disappearance of so many small workers was having serious repercussions. But Henry wasn't worried. Since the small humans had lost all their rights, the tinies' bank accounts had been emptied by the State, their property looted (those still standing). The government redistributed the loot to the giant individuals and companies most affected by the immeasurable economic disorganization that had followed the first days of rampage. Now that virtually all the tinies had been captured, either by private individuals or by state services, calm was returning to the country and it was time to get back to business as usual. The state subsidies, while not really compensating for the losses, at least calmed the minds. Just long enough for a transition to an economy based on the slavery of the littles. It pleased Henry to imagine that the parents of his players had saved all their lives, only for the money to be used to pay for his technical days off, so that he could have fun with his little boys. If ever the financial situation deteriorated, he could always sell one or two. The market for small slaves was pretty much the only way to get new ones now, and young, handsome guys like his own could fetch a very good price! But he hoped it wouldn't come to that - he loved owning every one of his boys. Still, in retrospect, if he'd known the financial value a young little one would have now, he might not have eaten so much of them that night. After squeezing his crotch, he got up in his underwear and went straight to the cage in the living room, where the rest of the little soccer team was sleeping on one of his used boxer shorts and dirty socks. The sound of the giant's heavy footsteps woke the little soccer players in their twenties. They'd learned to be ready, getting down on all fours on their knees and fists, in a docile waiting position awaiting their master's instructions as the giant opened the cage. "Oh my good little boys! That's good!" Henry stroked team captain Joey's back with his fingertip in approval. He'd made all his friends jealous when he compared their little ones: Henry's were clearly the best trained, the cutest and most obedient. Henry was very proud. Oh sure, he'd had to punish them a few times, but now all his young handsome lads were perfectly submissive. "... it makes "Daddy" hard, I think you're going to get some breakfast." He pulled his morningwood from his boxer shorts with the two little players, still dazed from their night trapped inside. As they were ruthlessly rubbed against the giant cock, the two little ones held back their screams - they knew they'd be punished if they dared disappoint the big coach. He dropped his load on the little guys and on the bottom of the cage, cleaned himself up with his two dick toys and set them down with the rest of the team as they began to obediently swallow the big man's seed. "Take some strength my little guys, it's going to be a busy day," said Henry as he closed the A team's cage. Henry washed up in the bathroom. Then he opened the toilet. The little guy tied up at the bottom of the bowl was dazzled by the return of the light. The chains attached to each of his wrists and ankles (as if he was about to be drawn and quartered) kept the tiny one here, just above the surface but unable to be swept away by the flush that washed him. The previous administration had succeeded in getting these objects banned, deemed too offensive even for voluntary use. But under the giant supremacists, sales were soaring again. As always, the tiny young man tried to beg the giant to put an end to his punishment; he'd been demoted from Team A to the unenviable fate of Team B when he'd frontally refused to lick Henry's armpit and then annoyed the giant by whining about seeing his family again."I'm sorry "Daddy"! I'll be good now! I'm sorry! Please "Daddy"! I'll do better, let me ...." He was interrupted by Henry's torrent of hot piss, which now filled his world with a pungent, smelly acidity. He'd already been doomed here for three weeks, but there was no way he could get used to this hellish torment. His screams only made him swallow disgusting gulps. As the jet stopped, the cute boy shuddered with apprehension at what was to come. The flush was violently heckling him in all directions, but he was always brought back to his initial position by the tension of the chains that prevented him from going any further. Henry closed the toilet, leaving his deposed and soaked former player to stare at him pleading and sobbing as he returned to the darkness. While taking a nice, hot, relaxing shower, Henry remembered his third prisoner, the poor little guy who'd been stuffed up in Henry's rectum since last evening. Another terrible position to which the damned of Team B were entitled. He took out the little guy, still terrorized by the atrocious night he'd spent in the smelly cave. Henry took the opportunity to wash the young man roughly, then used him as a little sponge for his body. After drying off, he replaced the tiny weeping man in the box enclosing his team. The handsome young men cowered in fear, the big guy towering over them only opening the box to use them in painful or terribly degrading ways. Or simply as ass-wipes. But this time he was content to lock them away until their next use. Henry loved his little slaves; it was only in their frightened eyes that he could see himself as he was meant to be : an almighty god. Now clean and in new underpants. He moved to the computer in the living room. By the time the machine started, Henry had picked up the small glass jar on the desk. Inside, two members of Team B were trapped in the container, which was far too small for the two of them. They couldn't sit down and were jammed together between the glass walls. As he opened it, the little ones hoped their ordeal was over. "Have mercy master, a bigger jar please!" "It hurts, I beg you!" The only response was the entry of the jar clogged by Henry's huge bent buttocks and the fart that replaced what little air he had. The big man settled back comfortably on the seat as he recorked the jar and left the two sobbing prisoners in their original place, now suffering from the strong, pungent smell in addition to their painful position. At last, the computer was fully switched on. The coach was now accustomed to logging on to the latest trendy site: Watch-Them-Scream.fedThe euphoria of the first few weeks had passed, but many giants wanted to relive the amazing thrill of the hunt. Thus, sites listing videos taken in the early days of the political shift were gaining in popularity (many taken directly from the smartphones of small humans). The privacy rights of tinies had disappeared with the others. Videos stored on clouds or social networks were freely accessible and could be downloaded and shared by any giant. Many of the giants liked to find and group together the videos in which they appeared, and some even became little web stars. Such was the case of "King_Ryan", who had made a name for himself with his exploits on a tiny highway linking two tiny districts. Henry was a fan and was tempted to watch it again. But first, feeling horny anew, he went to find little captain Joey and 2 other little players in the team A cage. Released his now almost hard cock as he sat down and placed them around on his crotch, where they now waited on their knees. And launched the popular channel's first video. [I smash them!] 5:21 posted by King_Ryan The video was taken from a dashcam (those in-car cameras on the dashboard of cars) and saved in the now royalty-free cloud of the tiny insurance company concerned. You could hear the voices of two young men. They were leaving for a student party in the next tiny district. In the distance, the tall shape of the equally young giant appeared near the freeway, watching the flow of cars with curiosity. The date and time displayed by the dashcam showed that the election results had already been announced, but the two occupants of the vehicle, now without rights, didn't seem to know yet. They weren't listening to the radio, but to a playlist of contemporary pop songs. "Are giants allowed to stand next to a micro road? I thought it was too dangerous." This was quickly demonstrated as the giant raised his leg and brought his foot down in the middle of the road. The nearest cars crashed at full speed into the giant shoe, failing the crashtest miserably. As the giant's second foot now descended onto the roadway, directly onto a small car, which was instantly crushed along with its occupants."What the ...!" Chaos spread rapidly across the densely packed highway. Some drivers braked hard, only to be hit by the next vehicle. The abrupt lane changes completed a huge chain-crash. But the worst was yet to come, as the behemoth gave a kick with his feet into the pile of wrecked cars. The rain of vehicles falling in the midst of the remaining traffic caused the driver to veer fully to the right, now driving on the hard shoulder and skimming the guardrail, then zizagging randomly through the obstacles. The car miraculously escaped the road apocalypse that raged across the tracks. But when it reached the giant's level, his shoe slipped back, the little car hit the heel on the side and rolled a few times, before landing back on its wheels. "Are you all right?" With traffic completely cut off, the giant had turned towards them now. They cried out as the car was lifted into the air and the giant's eye filled the windshield's field of vision. "It would have been a real shame for two cuties like that to get damaged, I'll keep you guys safe for later!" The two occupants screamed, the seatbelts preventing them from crashing into the glass as the car was leaned forward and pointed towards the giant's back pocket. Now in the darkness you could hear their panic and cries for help. [Pinned comment by King_Ryan] "Hey guys, i hope you enjoyed the video! If you did, please consider subscribing to my GiantFan! Premium subscribers get a daily live stream of me having fun with these two little cuties! And for every online donation you can choose what I make to them! " With the economic crisis, it was not uncommon to see handsome giants choosing the path of easy money. Henry was thinking about it too, sure that his little team would bring him a good profit. As the excitement grew, Henry snapped his fingers. The little players knew their role, positioning themselves around his cock and squeezing it with their muscular arms and young bodies. Then they started rubbing against it. [They taste good!] 6:15 posted by King_Ryan Again via a dashcam cloud backup, but this time attached to a biker's helmet. The motorcycle was trying to weave its way between the rows of traffic that had come to a complete standstill further down the freeway, cars jammed together. As the silhouette of the giant fills the horizon, the bike slams on the brakes. The handsome leviathan moved forward, nonchalantly crushing the cars in his path. He crouched down to grab a small car, ripped off the roof, and the three men could be seen begging and screaming in despair as the giant tilted the car over his open mouth. The occupants slowly slid out from under their seatbelts, desperately trying to hold on to the vehicle's seats, only to fall into its maw as the giant shook the car and swallowed them. Now panic was spreading across the saturated highway, as tinies got out of their vehicles and ran across the tracks. The giant showed off his muscles with a mischievous grin, clearly very pleased with the terror he was inspiring. Then it resumed its march, randomly crushing or devouring the fleeing little ones., The biker, blocked by the fleeing crowd, also began to run on foot in the opposite direction to the giant. His panicked breathing could be heard through the helmet, regularly covered by the sound of the giant's heavy footsteps. "Aaah Naaaaaaaah!" shouted the biker as he could see his legs thrashing in the air as he was lifted away from the road. He was now turned towards the giant's pretty face, which opened his mouth. "Have mercy! No, not that! Please!" he shouted as he was led into the hot, wet cavity. The biker's hands tried to grab hold of something and regain his balance as he was deposited on the big tongue. But he had no time to react as the pink muscle lifted and sent him falling into the darkness of the giant's gullet. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" biker's voice broke in a howl of pure terror as he fell headfirst into the shadow. A few more slimy sounds and shrieks of fright, and the camera seemed to get wet. Then we heard the biker catch his breath. "no ... NO ..... NO PLEASE! HELP!!!" His cries joined those of the fellow damned souls in the terrible torment awaiting them. Pleasure was rising, but the stimulation of the little soccer players around his cock was waning. "Performance is slipping Joey, can I count on your leadership to get this team back on track?" The little captain had his heart set on never again letting one of the players in his charge fall into team B hell. "Come on, guys! Look, do as I do! Come on, don't give up!" Awakened by their captain's encouragement, the other two teammates redoubled their efforts. "Oooh... Huuum .... Good boys. That's good work, keep it up." moaned Henry. [Fuck Yeah!] 10:34 posted by King_Ryan The stolen recording of an amateur live stream automatically saved, taken from a cell phone, showed a lively group of friends in their twenties, also teammates on a basketball team, savored the simple pleasures of camaraderie. In the back seats of their team bus. They laugh as they share moments on social networks, celebrating the best episodes of their day together. Smartphones in hand, they take videos, mixing the thrill of competition with the joy of friendship.They had won the match, and were too enthusiastic to realize that the bus was now at a standstill. The young cameraman was in the last seat on the right at the back of the bus, the whole team could be seen spread out in the rows of seats, and behind them, through the glass, the lanes of traffic full of stationary vehicles all the way to the small "hill" behind which a bend in the tiny highway curved. Blocking visibility of the cause of the traffic jam. They kept on singing and joking on the live stream, without noticing the worried tone of the coach, who was talking in panic to the bus driver about the latest news on the radio, or the strange messages popping up on networks. Something serious had happened with the elections. Suddenly, people were running and hollering across the lanes between the cars at the end of the bend, and the young men were losing their cheerfulness as muffled "Booms" echoed in the distance. All the players on the bus tried to look through the windows to see what was happening. The entire bus crew froze in horror as a gigantic foot crushed several fleeing men at the end of the road, and the giant's huge form now emerged from behind the hill. A crowd of frightened tinies passed on either side of the bus, as the giant continued to march forward, randomly crushing vehicles and runaways, his footsteps now shaking the bus. "We've got to get out!" shouted the driver "You're crazy, he's too close! Look outside, they're being massacred! We're going to get trampled if we go out, we've got to stay out of sight!" Replied the coach As the giant reached the level of the bus, all the players cowered behind their seats and held their breath, hoping that the giant would step over them without a hitch. But the heavy sound of his footsteps fell silent. Standing up, we could see his legs and his huge shoes on the road in front of the bus. The giant had stopped. The whole little team screamed when they noticed giant fingers encircling the windows in the middle of the bus. The players clung to what they could as the bus was lifted into the air. The young guy filming had dropped his phone, which now hung from his smartphone safety wrist lanyard as he clung desperately to a metal bar anchored to the roof of the bus. The upside-down video had been edited in the right way by King_Ryan, offering a clear view towards the front of the bus. Then, the driver's cab, the first row of seats and the front of the bus disappeared in a din of crumpled taules . Replaced by a large fist, now closed, that had obliterated the driver and the coach. Terror gripped the young players as the bus leaned back and the gaping opening at the front now revealed the tall, handsome face of the giant of their age, staring back at them. "Hey guys! You're so cute in there!" You could tell the giant was enjoying having a scared little crew in his hands. While he was having fun shaking the bus to get the little guys to react. "Stop screaming like that... you don't know how exciting it is..." The cries of fright redoubled in intensity as the bus was lowered to the level of the giant's fly as he unzipped it and let out his huge (even on a giant's scale), now hard cock.The bus was leaning slightly forward, the young passengers holding on as best they could to the back of the seat in front of them or to the metal bar on the ceiling, the basketball player sitting in the middle seat at the back of the bus was held at arm's length by one of his friends. "Don't let me down!" But those in the very first seats lost their balance and fell off the bus with a final howl, before crashing further down onto the concrete of the freeway. The big dick now slid into the bus to the exclamations of horror from the very new little dick toys trapped inside. It flattened the seats in 3 rows with their occupants, and some of the bus windows exploded, ejecting some of the players sitting near them outside. Desperate panic overwhelmed the handsome basketball players as the giant began to rub the bus against his cock. Advancing a little further with each thrust, row by row. The cries of agony from the young men slowly crushed between the turgid cock and the walls of the bus by the back-and-forth movement tore through the atmosphere.But they were regularly covered by the giant's moans of pleasure from outside. The cockhead was now approaching the back of the bus, while the metal frame of the vehicle was seriously buckling. The young group of friends screamed and struggled into the void, trying to protect themselves with their little hands. Another thrust from the giant squeezed them all against the back of the bus under his dick, the camera now filming only their little arms sticking out and waving frantically. You could hear them cry out in pain and fear with each new thrust. The friction now quickened, along with the basketball players' grunts of suffering. Until the giant's roar of pleasure: "OOH ... OH FUCK YEAH!!" The little cries were muffled as the ultimate thrust finished pinning the young men down and they were engulfed and drowned in the giant's viscous semen, which ended up covering the phone's camera. Henry had now grabbed his little soccer boys against his cock and was rubbing them uncautiously and frantically. One last look at the suffering little guys in the little glass jar finished making him drop his load and engulf his own little jocks. He used their small bodies, now sore from the shock, to clean himself up and led his little champions back to the cage. "You've done well boys, 'Daddy' is proud of you. The rest of you, clean them up, you get a second ration this morning!" Henry pulled on his grey sweatpants. And looked at the clock: it wasn't yet 11 AM. He turned on the coffee machine. (There was nothing like a good coffee after cumming on his tinies). He'd let them finish eating, then take a few to lick his feet while he drank his mug and watched his favorite TV show. It's so good to be a god at home. How sweet those mornings were! If such concept had existed in his religion, Henry could say he was in heaven....