Tyler was napping naked on the couch again, enjoying a rather “intense” dream
His cock already poking out of the white fur of his sheath
His legs splayed out, showing off his goods
As he slept, inchlings scurried around his form
This was the only time they felt safe enough to scrounge around for crumbs
All of them worked diligently save for one
The hot smell of the giant’s groin was making difficult for it to focus
The sense of desire, to worship the giant took hold of its tiny mind
Ignoring the cries of his fellows, it raced up the valley of the giant’s legs
There it was, Tyler’s massive beast in all its glory
The drop at the tip alone sent the inchling into frenzy
Grabbing hold of the white fur of its god’s balls, the inchling began its climb
Handful by handful it went higher and higher, the smell growing stronger and stronger
In an instant it would be there
And then it happened
With a sudden snap, the giant closed his legs, crushing the inchling mercilessly
The rest fled with whatever they could find
Tyler continued to sleep soundly, unaware of his little worshipers