Trapped - Chapter 4 (Patreon)

Chapter 4

Richard was regaining consciousness. Everything was dark, but hi eyes began to open, slowly. What had happened? Oh, right, Erin knocked him down with a single blow, well… a kick.

And to think that he was a couple feet away from escaping. But how can he be sure she was going to let him go? Maybe this was all just for her amusement. Play with him, fool him with fake hopes.

That was mean, very mean, and…

*OUCH* He cried as he felt pain in his nose. Right where Erin kicked him.

“Sorry, dear…” Came a voice, as he was barely making there was someone in front of him. A form, a woman, Hope. “Try not to move, ok? I´m cleaning your nose. That new girl, how could she kick you like this? That’s not nice…” Well, he´s trapped there, “nice” is not something he´s expecting anyway.

Hope was next, logically. It was her turn to question him, try to collect answers from him. But the thing is, he knows NOTHING about those codes they want. It´s obvious to him that they have the wrong person.

“There we go, now there’s no more blood on that nose of yours. And relax, it’s not broken. I made sure.” It still hurts, but thankfully it will heal with time.

Hope was kind, gentle, a pure soul, or so it seems. If she’s really like this, why is she working with all these people? Shouldn´t all three of the girls act as psychos? Women who don’t care, and will hurt without even blinking?

The other two are a menace, but this woman, she’s kind. He can tell by the sweet look on her amber-colored eyes.

“Ma´am… please, let me go…” He was begging, if he could make someone understand, it should be her. “I´m… I don´t know anything of what you want. I don’t have any codes. Please…” It really made her sad, but this was not her call to make.

“I´m sorry dear,” she placed her hand, a larger hand on his cheek, “but there´s nothing I can do.” This was devastating.

Each time he wakes up, his hopes diminish a little. As much as he does. Right now, Richard´s standing at four-foot even! He´s lost two full feet in height. This seems impossible! But seeing how big this woman´s getting, he knows it´s true.

Right now, Hope’s twenty-inches taller than him. But for him, it seems like thirty-inches.

His whole perception of reality is messed up. He can´t scale things up anymore. Not even keep track of time, how long has he been there? Days? Weeks? Months?!

He hasn´t even slept, he´s just knocked down by that serum they are injecting him. How long would it be before he’s shrunken into nothing?

“What a bully, she didn´t have to kick you so hard, and on the nose! You poor thing…” Even with all that cooing and what sounds like care, he knows she won´t help him. The best she´s doing is keeping him alive…

“Let me ask you again, and please, PLEASE, cooperate with me. What are the codes?” Hope seemed worried, but was that real?

“I told you, I´ve told everyone, I don´t know! Please, just let me go. I wanna go home…”

He´s not cooperating, but she has ways to get information, not the harsh, mean ways the other women have. She´s… gentle.

“Well… you don’t have to tell me anything, yet. Why don´t we work on it… after your bath?” A bath?

“I assume you haven´t cleaned yourself since you got here. Why don´t you let me take care of that. In the meantime, just… relax…” Well… he could use a bath. All that dry sweat on him is making him feel sticky. And the blood that fell on his chest. He could use a bath, or a shower, anything!

Hope turned, her butt looking massive, but all of hers looks that way. While sitting, she´s looming high above him.

While she turned her back, the tied man was wondering, trying to make a plan. If he gets inside a bathroom, he could escape, right? He must, now, fit through the window.

Even if she’s there, he can manage to escape. Will she kick him like Erin did? That red-head was fierce! But Hope´s… nicer. Maybe she’ll be afraid of hurting him, and with his body wet, he´ll be a bit more sneaky.

“Ok, what about a sponge bath?” she turned back, with a bucket, full of soapy water, in one hand and a sponge on the other.

“You mean… a sponge bath while I´m… sitting?” Crap, he´ll be tied the whole time. And the knots are tight, there´s no chance he will escape.

Richard sighed; his chances are gone. That small light at the end of the way was blocked, gone. But at least he´s getting cleaned… and maybe something more…

Hope took the sponge, sank it on the bucket and, once it was all wet, she started washing his body.

He´s never been bathed like this, much less by such a gigantic lady. To him, she seems to be above eight-feet-tall! And so thick.

Hope´s a woman of a thick complexion, not fat, just… mature? Her hips are wide, her thighs thick, and her butt´s juicy. He’s horny, he can´t help it even if he’s tied.

But her boobs, her big boobs, they look massive! He´d love it if they could bathe together, giving him a chance to play with those massive breasts.

But that´s his horny mind playing with him. He doesn´t need sex, right now, he needs to work a way to escape! It would be easier if he wasn´t tied. Not even soapy, he´ll be able to set himself loose.

Not that he wants, this bath feels… nice.

Who´d say that being sponge-bathed by an amazon would be so nice. The feeling of the sponge over his body; his shoulders, his back, his neck. He feels tickles all over his wet, soaped body.

She´s scrubbing every inch of his body. Up and down, from one side to the other, and then in circles. Putting the sponge in and out of the bucket.

She´s even getting wet herself. Not from arousal, but the water´s certainly sprinkling her. Right now, the blouse she´s wearing, is wet. Wet, specially over her round bosom.

He swallowed; the wet fabric of her blouse is turning semi-transparent. He can clearly see the bra she´s wearing underneath. He´s aroused, what´s more, his member´s already rising. There´s no way she can miss his hardened dick, she´s kneeling right in front of him.

“Ok, the upper part´s done, now, why don´t we move do…” She spotted it. His hard member, pointing straight at her. She blinked for a moment, but then, she had an idea.

First, she thought that he´ll appreciate a bath, once he was clean, he would definitely perceive her as a friend, and then he could share a little more with her. But now, she´s got another idea…

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” Hope was looking straight at his member, with a smile on her face.

He turned aside, this was awful! He was so embarrassed! This buxom woman was looking at his erection. He couldn´t hide it, he was naked. However, this is not something wrong.

“Honey, do you need some help with that?” she asked.

Richard blinked, help?

“I know I can make you feel… better… and maybe after I help you, you can help me… what do you think? Do you want me to give you… a hand?” does she mean?

YES! His answer was yes. He´s horny and she´s just teasing him with those huge melons. Of course he will accept. He´s been longing for sex since he was knocked down and dragged there, wherever there is.

“Very well…” she said as she slowly guided the sponge to his crotch.

The feeling of the sponge going up and down over his member, the soap making it slip easier, her hand, applying just the right amount of strength on it. He threw his head back and just enjoyed the ride…

Up, down, up, down, Hope was stroking his member smoothly, and so firmly at the same time. His legs trembled; his body quaked. His dick was as hard as it could be as this amazon jerked him off.

He didn´t waste the view, he was looking straight at her bouncy breasts as she jerked him off with her right hand. Her feminine orbs, so sensuous, jolting before him. This felt so good, so nice… so naughty.

He could see a deep line of cleavage in between her rack. Her blouse was so nicely open, he could even see her bra beneath her soaked top. If only he could touch them.

But his hands were tied. Literally. Tied behind his back, he pulled, not trying to escape, but trying to reach for those mighty melons. Teasing him, inches away from his face, and at the same time, so far away.

“Mmmm, you like this, don´t you…” he nodded, erratically. “Yes, you do…” she sped up, her huge hand over his penis, going faster and faster.

She had him right where she wanted. Now, time for a question. “I´m making you feel good, aren´t I?” he nodded once more, his breath harder and faster. “I think, it will be fair if… you helped me too, you know, with the codes…” No, those codes again. He knows nothing at all! He´s not even sure if it´s a password or some other thing.

“Come on, just tell me…” she was going faster again, harder, “give me the number…” He couldn´t, he knows nothing. “Relax, no one will blame you, in fact, you´ll feel so much better once you take those silly numbers out of your chest.” He could feel it, he was about to… “Come on…” about to… “just tell me…” and, done. He came.

Richard shot his load all over Hope´s chest, he orgasmed as his warm cum fell over her massive bosom.

“Oopsie… what a mess.” She chuckled, but he didn´t listen, he was letting all out. He got to climax, all over those tits he wanted to touch. Well, at least he was getting something else back…

“I´m gonna need to change this top, but first, are you ready to cooperate, dear?” he said nothing, he simply stood there, looking way up at her as he tried to catch his breath.

“No?” she sounded more like teasing, than mad. “How about…” she drove her hands to her chest and slowly, began to unbutton her blouse. “we take things to another level.” She removed, one by one, the buttons on her blouse.

In less than a minute, her torso was bare, except for the bra she was wearing. He couldn´t believe his luck, was this for real? Or was he unconscious again?

“I´ve seen how you look at my boobs, what if… I let you play with them… will you share the codes then?” He wanted to nod, but he doesn´t know about those codes.

Should he lie? Say he will and then give her whatever random number he can think about? Or, should he say the truth and risk it, she could put her blouse back on and just walk away. What to do?

“Well…” she drove her hands to her back, undid her bra, and then, she slowly lowered it. Teasing him with every long second. Showing more and more of her boob-flesh as she uncovered those massive breasts. “Will you be good and cooperate? Hmmm?” at that moment, she just let her bra fall.

Her big, firm, hefty breasts, with her hard nipples, they were looking down at him. Their enormity, their sensuousness. They were going up and down with every breath she took.

Hope approached; he was so quiet. Every short step she took, made her boobs bounce, as she approached towards him, her big breasts did nothing but made him harder and harder.

She bent, smothering his face with her tits. He could smell the soap, combined with her perfume. All whole her soft skin was on either sides of his face.

“Come on, give me the codes, please…” she said as she placed her hands on either sides of her breasts and started rubbing his face with her tits. Over and over.

This was heavenly. The feeling, her soft boobs over him, it kept going and going. He could listen to her words, she kept asking him, kindly, if he will share the code. But he never said a word.

Even if he didn´t answer her question, she just kept going. It was like a bribe, she´ll continue, teasing him, pleasing him. In exchange, she just wanted some numbers. At least he knows the code´s only numbers.

She stood back up, and she seemed just a little upset.

“Darling, I can´t keep going if you don´t start talking. Come on, at least a number…” Should he say something? Or, should he stay quiet.

She could see his blissful smile, and his member was hard as ever. He was getting some real pleasure, but she was not getting anything back.

“Remember, you must cooperate, come on, sweetheart, I don´t wanna be rude but…” someone else does, and doesn´t care.

*knock* *knock* Came the sound of the door behind her.

“You only have three more minutes left, if he hasn´t confessed yet, I recommend you to work faster. Your turn´s almost done. And I´m NEXT.” It was a stern, kind of upset voice, it was Ally.

Hope´s time was almost over.

“What? Only three? Oh, honey. Please, give me the number, Ally won´t be as nice as I am. Please, just tell me…”

“I…” he tried to speak, but how many numbers were in that code? Should he say five? One? Two? What could he say?

*sigh* Hope could see it in his eyes, he didn´t want to speak.

“Oh well, let´s get you clean then… on that, I´m almost done.” And so, she scrubbed his legs, removing the cum he had just shot before.

That was it, no more passion, nothing. She didn´t even asked again. Their time was over, up next, is Ally. And she´s not going to take things easy on him.

“Before I go…” she pulled out the syringe.

“No, w-wait… no, please…” he wanted to back up, but he couldn´t move.

“Shh, shh, take it easy. Believe me, it hurts me more than it hurts you…” and once again, he was gone…

Should he lie? If he makes up a number, can they give him a break for a while? He´s not sure, but there´s one thing for sure. The next woman, she won´t be nearly as nice as Hope was…

“Wake up!” He heard, from what seemed a long distance, but it was his mind that wasn´t focused yet.

Before him, standing much taller than Hope, Ally´s form had entered the room. She was standing tall, nearly at ten-feet-tall. With both hands on her much wider hips. Looking at him with an upset look.

“You are wasting a lot of our time, do you know that?” He swallowed.

“But not just our time, you are wasting away yourself. Do you know how tall you are now?” He had no idea. How many shots had they given him? Three? No, four?

“Let me tell you. Right now, you are 3´6”, you´ve already lost two-feet, and a half. Or, thirty inches, to be accurate.” Thirty?! No way!

“But we can stop all this nonsense, just give me the code. And we´ll let you go. I can´t assure you that you´ll grow back, but at least, you won´t get to shrink any further.” Those were her terms.

“But…”

“No! No “but”, just give me the damn code! Now!” He had a lot to process, he was way shorter, why is it that each shot makes him that much smaller? These women are starting to look more like giantesses!

“Listen, you little shit, our boss´s starting to get mad. She´s already all over my back because we haven´t get any information from you. And I don´t like it when I have people all over me. Now, believe me when I say that YOU don´t want ME all over you.”

Apparently, these three women have someone higher. Did he know about that already? Probably not.

“I´ll ask you just ONE more time, and you better give me an answer, or else…” she rose an eyebrow at him, and that was it, he knows she´s capable of a lot of despicable things, his safety is not her concern.

“What´s the code, what´s the number?” She seemed desperate, and that only made her look more menacing.

“Uhm… the code…” he was looking everywhere. To the sides, to the floor. This woman was titanically big, which means, she´s way stronger than he is.

She was standing there, with a huge frown. A dark shadow over her green eyes, her chin furrow beneath her red lips. She had cero patience at the moment.

She had her hands over her wide hips, and her foot was tapping the floor, over and over. As if she was counting the seconds.

“The code…” what could he say?

“You better hurry. Because I´m not a patient woman. Tell me, what´s the code…” her tone was stern, what could he do?

While he did nothing but waste her time, she reached for the bucket he had on the side, picked it up and let all of the water that Hope used to bathe him, fall over him.

He spitted up, he wasn´t ready for that. The water was too cold now, he closed his eyes, not wanting any of the soap left to get into them.

“Maybe this can refresh your memory…” she added, before she threw the bucket on the side.

The clinking sound of the metal bucket bouncing over the cement floor. He must give her an answer, and he must do it quick!

“Come on, it´s only SIX numbers, are you really going to go through all that for just six, stupid numbers?” she bent, and started yelling at him. “for real!”

Six? Six numbers… and the code´s just numbers. What can he say? What? Richard´s already desperate. He needs to get out of there before things her so much worse! Maybe if this woman was as nice as Hope… perhaps, he could learn to like it.

But the thing is, he´s shorter after each woman´s visit. He can´t risk it. He´s already gone down to 3´6”, he can´t pass the 3´ mark!

“So?” she said, just about to get a hold of her things and start asking in a different way.

“Ok! Ok… uhm, the code´s…” she was surprised, she didn´t even got to the “fun” part, maybe Hope wasn´t that bad at interrogating people.

He was desperate, he had to think on something, and fast!

“4-6-8-2-4-7-2” He said. Should he have chosen a different number? One he could remember? She didn´t note anything! What if she asks him back! He can´t even remember the first number!

He just ruined it…

“4-6-8-2-4-7-2?” she asked, and that sounded about right.

“Uhm… yes.” He replied.

“Very well. See? It wasn´t that hard, was it? Now, I´ll go check on that.” She turned and walked towards the door.

Was he safe? Had he made the right decision?

“Oh,” she stopped and turned, “I´ll go check, but if those numbers don´t work… I´ll give you hell.” And she slammed-closed the door.

Richard swallowed, what had he done? Those are just random numbers! He´s in so much trouble.