I had to choose the alternative to the fart, farting had always made me feel sick no matter who's it was, yes I would rather choose to be shoved up someones asshole than have someone fart directly on me. She reached into the jar, all i could hear was the maniacal giggling of Miley. "You said my ass was worthy of worship, you'll love this then," she used his own words against him, the fingers wrapped around my shrunken body, she sprayed my with hair spray, luckily I had my eyes closed. "What was that for?" I asked. "you'll speak when spoken to," she snapped, "but since you ask, its so you don't bend so much that i cant insert you," she was right, the hairspray immediately began to get sticky, I couldn't move, couldn't defend himself, I was entirely at her mercy. she pulled her tight shorts down, and then her thong, till both were around her ankles, she laid down and put her head through her legs. I saw a nice view of most of Miley naked, only a handful of people had seen the live show in the world, I was the only one who watched it at an inch tall. She grabbed my feet, i was as hard and straight as a stick, she inserted me and pulled me back out, she repeated until she was moaning. All I could think was 'if she gets this much pleasure with one inch, she should have seen me before I was shrunk' it was strange, my mind was clear, this wasn't bad, this was actually really good. I shut my eyes and enjoyed the rest of the experience. a few minutes passed before she spoke up, all right my tiny friend, now we'll...