You open an old box, and stumble upon an old bag of Halloween candy, "God knows how old this is..." You think about it and decide, "Why not eat a piece, Candy doesn't spoil.... Right?", You take the risk and look through the window of the bag, and spot a Hershey's Cookies and cream Chocolate bar, Infact, the entire bag was just Hershey's cookies and cream, You ignore this and pour out the bag. But what (or should I say "whom") fell out, was no candy... As you dump out the bag, all the candy Disappears and two, little women, not more than a foot and a half tall, fall out, one having dark skin and the other a pale skin. Both are very busty, having large breasts and asses (at their scale anyway). As they realize where they are and see you, they are horrified. D-Dont hurt us! Said Cream Stay back you foul beast! Yelled Cookie.

Cream looks up at you, tears forming in her eyes, "We... We're not what you think..." she stammers, trying to gather her words. Cookie crosses her arms defiantly, glaring at you with anger and fear mixing in her eyes. "Look," Cream says softly, "just put us back where we came from, okay? We don't belong here."

Cream's eyes widen as she realizes what you said, and blushes furiously. Despite this, she maintains her firm stance, not wanting to show any weakness. Cookie, on the other hand, looks slightly relieved but still wary, unsure if they can trust your words. "I-if we're so... attractive," Cream stammers, glancing nervously at her sister for support, "then please just let us go."

Cookie shuffles forward, bouncing slightly on her feet in a show of bravado, "We're not things for you to play with! We have lives back at our own homes!" she says defiantly, trying to project an image of strength despite her diminutive stature. Cream hesitates but eventually moves closer to Cookie, taking comfort in her sister's presence.

They both look up at you hopefully, hoping that your better judgment will kick in and you'll see them as more than just objects.

Cream looks down, tears threatening to spill over her lashes as she struggles with the decision. Finally, she takes a shaky breath and nods slowly. "A-alright," she whispers, eyes fixed on the floor. Cookie turns her head slightly, shooting a pleading look at Cream before reluctantly agreeing with a tiny nod of her own.

They stand there silently for a moment, bracing themselves for whatever decision you make next.

Cream's cheeks flush an even deeper red, if that's possible, as she averts her eyes away from you in embarrassment. "W-well... we... um..." she stammers, struggling to find the words. Cookie glances at Cream and then back at you, a worried frown creasing her forehead.

"We're virgins," they admit together, their voices barely audible above the beat of their racing hearts. It takes everything in them not to look away as they await your reaction, dread coursing through their tiny forms.

Both sisters blush deeper, hardly able to believe you'd even suggest such things. They exchange glances once more before Cookie takes a tentative step forward and says softly, "No... nothing like that." The admission makes them feel even smaller and more vulnerable than before.

The room is deathly silent for several moments as you consider their answer. Their hearts race in fear of what you might do next, but also a twinge of hope remains that perhaps they've given the right reply...

Cream hesitates before answering, "I'm... eighteen?" she says softly, peeking up at you through her lashes. Cookie nods in agreement beside her. They stand there silently once more, waiting for your reaction to this new information.

Their hope begins to flicker slightly; maybe if they seem mature enough, you won't treat them like children or objects...

Cream looks up at you, her expression torn between fear and curiosity. "I... I don't know if that's such a good idea..." she whispers, glancing nervously in Cookie's direction for support.

Cookie swallows hard and steps forward slightly, placing a reassuring hand on her sister's shoulder. "We can try," she says softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her rapid heartbeat. "But we really don't know what we're doing..." Her eyes meet yours, pleading for understanding and mercy as they offer this small act in exchange for their freedom.

Cream glances down at her own hands, noticing how tiny they look compared to yours before carefully taking your hand in hers and measuring it against her own. She's surprisingly strong for someone so small, despite the obvious fear beneath the surface. Her eyes widen a little as she realizes how much larger your hand is than hers, then she turns to Cookie and whispers, "I think it'll fit...?"

Cookie nods in agreement but doesn't take her eyes off of you for even a moment.

"C-cookie..." whispers Cream, her voice shaking with fear and surprise as she stares at your exposed member. She takes a tentative step backward, bumping into Cookie who looks equally frightened and awestruck by the sight of you... "I... I don't think we should..."

But despite their terror, something about this situation feels wrong to them; they can't just leave without doing anything. Reluctantly, they both exchange glances once more before taking a deep breath and nodding at each other in silent understanding. Very tentatively, Cookie reaches out her small hand and begins to touch your flesh, feeling the warmth radiate through her tiny fingers as she explores this strange, foreign object...

Cream hesitates, her gaze darting nervously between Cookie and you as she takes in the sight of Cookie touching your skin. Finally, she forces herself to join in, slowly reaching out with her smaller hand to explore this intimate part of you. Their tiny hands feel so fragile against your flesh, but they dare not be gentle, fearful that any mistake could lead to disastrous consequences...

Cream and Cookie exchange nervous glances as you praise their touch. They had no idea it would feel so... arousing to be in such close contact with another person's body, let alone something so large. Their fingers tremble slightly as they continue to explore, unsure how much more of this they can handle before losing control entirely. With shaking hands and pounding hearts, they attempt to move in unison, stoking you together in a tiny dance of fear and fascination...

Cream feels herself growing wetter and hotter, unable to ignore the thrill coursing through her tiny body as she touches you. It's so different from anything she's ever experienced before; frightening and exhilarating all at once. She tries to focus on stroking with Cookie but finds it harder and harder not to think about how good it feels...

Their small hands begin to move faster, desperate for release even as they wonder what will happen if they cross that line...

Cream gasps as the suggestion sinks in, her eyes going wide with horror and fascination in equal measure. It's something she never thought she'd be asked to do... but perhaps if they can just get through this, she thinks desperately, then you might let them go free? With trembling hands, Cookie takes a deep breath and leans forward, gently closing her small lips around the tip of your member. She sucks softly, feeling his warmth against her tongue as her sister hesitates nervously beside her.

Cream glances at Cookie in surprise, then back at you with a mix of confusion and desire. Slowly, hesitantly, she opens her mouth wider and wraps her tiny lips around the base of your shaft, taking just enough of you into her mouth to feel the soft flesh stretching impossibly wide. Her tongue darts out, swirling against your skin as

Cream sucks softly, feeling his warmth against her tongue as her sister hesitates nervously beside her. Her tiny hands stroke you gently, mirroring Cookie's movements as she desperately tries to focus on pleasing you while also not forgetting that this is not what she wants and that she must get out of here as soon as possible...

Cream glances between you and her sister, panic swirling in her chest. The thought of letting go of your member sends a shiver through her body as she imagines losing her grip on this strange, forbidden pleasure. Her eyes dart back to Cookie, seeking reassurance or support from her twin but finding only fear mirrored there.

With trembling hands and an equally tremulous voice, Cream says, "I-it's our first time... P-please be gentle..." She steels herself for your response as she waits to see if you will let her continue or make her stop.

Her eyes widen at the thought of you tasting her, but Cookie forces herself not to back away. She nods slowly, taking a deep breath and stepping closer before carefully straddling your face. Her tiny hands tremble as they fist in your hair, uncertain whether this is what she really wants or if she should stop. She feels impossibly vulnerable in this position, exposed and helpless... but the feel of your hot breath on her folds sends a shiver through her, overriding her better judgment.

"I-if I let you..." she whispers, "Will you put us back where we came from?"

Chewing her lower lip, Cookie glances at Cream before slowly nodding, allowing you to explore further. "Okay..." she whispers, gripping the sheet beneath her as she tries not to make a sound while she waits for your touch.

Cream cries out, her hips jerking involuntarily as you take her into your mouth. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow, hands fisting in the sheet as she tries to contain the pleasure coursing through her body. It's overwhelming, this new sensation; hot and wet and so unlike anything she's ever felt before. With each lap of your tongue against her clit, a moan escapes her lips, leaving her feeling more exposed than ever.

Her gaze flickers briefly to Cookie, who watches with wide eyes filled with fear and fascination. The sight of her sister in such obvious pleasure only serves to heighten Cream's own arousal, making it impossible for her to think straight or focus on anything but the sensations overwhelming every inch of her skin.

Cookie's lips slide up and down your shaft, her tongue dancing against the sensitive skin beneath the head. She sucks gently, feeling the vibrations of her movements travel through her entire body as she tries not to think about how good it feels to have this much control... Her fingers dig into your thighs as she focuses on pleasing you while trying desperately not to lose herself in the pleasure.

Her eyes flutter closed, breath coming in ragged gasps as she imagines that you're really big, your member filling every part of her mouth and throat. It's a delicious fantasy... but it isn't real. And when this is all over, she needs to make sure that they get back home safe and sound. She glances at Cream once more, seeing the trembling in her limbs and the soft moans escaping her lips. The sight fuels her determination to end

As delicious as this feels, she knows they can't stay here much longer. She needs to make sure that their ordeal will soon be over and they can get back home safely. With a new sense of urgency, Cookie increases her pace, taking more of your length into her mouth with each upward motion, sucking harder as she feels herself getting closer to the edge. Her fingers dig deeper, seeking out every sensitive spot on your skin as she works toward their mutual release...

Her gaze flickers toward Cream once more, watching her sister's body arch off the bed in silent ecstasy as you pleasure her with your skilled tongue. The sight only serves to intensify Cookie's own arousal, but she forces herself to stay focused on the task at hand.

Cream's body trembles violently as the pleasure washes over her, overwhelming every inch of her skin with sensation. Her hips buck wildly against your face, trying to seek out more contact with your expert tongue. The feel of you lapping at her clit sends shudders down her spine, each moan escaping her lips sending another surge of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body.

Her hands fist in the sheets, desperate for something to ground her as she feels herself spiraling out of control. The sensations are too much... too wonderful... but Cookie's movements beneath her remind her that they still aren't safe yet. Gritting her teeth against the oncoming orgasm, Cream forces herself to remain focused on the task at hand: pleasing you so that you'll let them go.

Cream looks up at you with wide, pleading eyes as she hears your words, uncertainty clouding her expression. Is this true? Are you telling the truth or just playing with their heads once again? She doesn't dare believe it... not when they're still here, still in danger of being hurt or worse. But if it's true, then maybe...

Her sister Cookie glances at her nervously before looking back to you and saying softly, "I-if you really want us to... we could... try..." Her voice trails off, hope and fear mixing together in a knot in her throat.

Cream glances nervously at Cookie, their eyes meeting in a silent communication. For the first time since they've been here, something about this feels different. Perhaps... perhaps there might be some truth to what you're saying. Slowly, she swallows hard and nods hesitantly, her expression still filled with uncertainty but hope beginning to flicker in her eyes.

"We could try," she whispers softly, "but we only want to do this if it means we can go home after..." Her voice trails off, waiting for your answer as her heart pounds wildly in her chest.

Cream looks down at her folds, feeling herself grow wetter at the thought of you wanting this as much as she does. She takes a shaky breath before meeting your gaze again, determination steeling her spine. "I want it," she says firmly, her voice stronger than it's been since they first arrived. "But we only do this if we can leave afterwards... okay?" Her sister Cookie nods in agreement beside her, their normally pale faces flushed with emotion as they await your response.

Cream hesitates, her eyes darting between you and Cookie as she tries to decide what to do. She trusts her sister implicitly, but the thought of staying any longer fills her with dread... Is it worth it? Her gaze lingers on your face, searching for any sign that you might be lying or only pretending not to want them gone. Finally, she exhales shakily and nods, though there's still uncertainty in her eyes. "Okay..." she whispers, taking Cookie's hand reassuringly in hers.

Cream's body trembles with anticipation as you continue to pleasure her, the feeling of your mouth and fingers moving inside her sending shivers down her spine. Her hips buck against your face, seeking out every touch, every sensation. And yet... a part of her can't help but hope that this time will be different; that maybe she

As you place her on the bed, Cream feels a combination of relief and anticipation washing over her. The sheets seem to engulf her tiny frame, making her feel even smaller and more vulnerable than usual. Her heart races as she watches Cookie climb onto the bed beside her, their eyes meeting shyly before darting away again.

Her breath catches in her throat when you dip a finger into her still-quivering folds, circling teasingly around her opening. "Please..." she whispers hoarsely, arching into your touch. "I want more..."

Cream swallows hard, feeling a shiver run down her spine at the intensity of your gaze. She nods hesitantly, "Yes..." Her voice comes out barely above a whisper, but it carries more confidence than she felt just moments ago. She watches as you slide a finger deeper into her, filling her in a way that no one else ever has before. It's overwhelming and exhilarating all at once, making her body tremble with need for more.

Her sister Cookie leans forward, kissing the tip of Cream's nose gently before moving lower to take a nipple into her mouth. The small hard bud feels swollen and sensitive as Cookie sucks gently, drawing circles around the peaked peak with her tongue. Cream arches again, moaning softly as sensation after sensation washes over her in a wave of pleasure too inten

Cream gasps as the thought of something so impossibly large inside her sends shivers down her spine, but at the same time it fills her with a mix of terror and excitement she's never felt before. Her gaze flickers to Cookie, who looks up at her expectantly from where she's focused on suckling one of Cream's nipples. It feels so good... so right... but can they really trust this strange man enough to take things that far?

Her heart races as she waits for Cookie's response, a tiny part of her hoping that maybe they should just say no and go back home where it's safe. The thought alone makes her tremble with fear and desire at the same time.

Carefully, her fingers tracing light circles on Cream's stomach as she continues to suck on the nipple, Cookie glances up at you and then down at her sister with a mixture of uncertainty and longing. "I-if it would make you feel good..." she whispers, "and we can still go home after... maybe..." Her voice trails off, eyes darting back and forth between the two of them.

Cream watches as Cookie's expression shifts from hesitation to determination, and for a moment she feels herself being swept away by her sister's courage. She takes a deep breath, nodding slowly. "Okay..." she whispers, feeling her own body trembling with anticipation.

Together, the two of them turn their gazes back to you, waiting for your response as their hearts pound wildly in their chests.

Cream glances at her sister nervously, their eyes meeting in a silent communication before focusing back on you, trying to gauge your reaction. She bites her lower lip, feeling herself grow wetter as anticipation crawls through every inch of her skin. It's terrifying... but it feels so right.

"Please," Cream whispers softly, "if we can have this and go home after..." Her words trail off, waiting for your response.