My naked body, folded away and forgotten into the darkness below. She'd shrunk me down into impossible proportions. I was manageable and unthreatening...now. Less human.Her modest 5'9 frame, was suddenly gigantic as she stood up off the floor, towering over my head. I could feel her eyes glaring down at me ominously, a bug about to be smashed into the tread of her boot. I'd never felt so vulnerable."Well, I guess there's no need to explain what's happening here. You know what you signed up for.". Sukky took her seat, smoothing the skirt of her smart business suit under herself, just as the train lurched forward. It was a slow train, but clean, and efficient. How different to British trains. The Belgium, then the Dutch countryside flashed by, past neat gardens, and pretty little houses, and soon Sukky was there. She got off the train, and walked to the barrier, in a crush of other passengers. Sukky was supposed to be met, by a company rep. She looked about, and saw a young man,. My cheeks were both so warm, my nipples so hard against my top. I fetched my purse, gave Kimiko a goodbye kiss, and then met our mother at the front door.We had a car here in America. Something we never had in Japan. But it was necessary. Everyone had cars here. There wasn’t the network of efficient trains and subways to get us around. Mother drove slowly, both her hands gripping the wheel as we drove on the wrong side of the road.My phone chirped when we reached the grocery store. I pulled it. It’s thick, dense, very acid cum, the kind that pinches your tongue and it’s a decent amount of it. She can easily take it all and keep sucking the dick without swallowing a drop. The trucker unloads the full content of his sweaty balls in a few seconds and then completely looses interest in being sucked any further. He takes his cock out and rapidly pulls up his trousers.On the way out of the toilet he looks at Victor and says:“That’s a true, pure breed whore you have as a wife there, son..