The Accidental Date
Red sat there among the apartment complex buildings in her finest crimson gown. She had been writing faithfully with a man she met on the Internet, and together the two of them had created a sort of romance. Well, five months and over three thousand emails later, it was time to meet in person. She was nervous, and excited at the same time. This man knew her on the inside, but never got to see her outer beauty with his own eyes.
The two of them agreed to meet the following Saturday morning, and Red outdid her usual beauty prep. Her hair was done up in a stylish bun to show off her lovely neck, and her makeup was professionally done to further entice her mystery lover.
And she waited.
Red waited over an hour and a half past their rendezvous time, and she was growing angry. The two even traded cell phone numbers, but her phone sat idle in her clutch purse with no sign of him calling. Surely enough, poor Red was being stood up. She looked at her reflection in the windows of the apartment complex. Who wouldn’t want to meet a beautiful giantess?
Suddenly a white convertible sedan pulled up with a single man driving the vehicle. Red looked down at her own shadow where the man had parked his car. He looked nothing like the pictures her Internet pen pal had sent her, but she asked him anyway.
“Hello, are you John?” she boomed her voice down at him. The man looked up at her striking beauty and gulped.
“Um, no,” he croaked out, “but I wish I was. My name is Don. I live in the apartment complex behind you.” Red pouted and wished she’d never went through the trouble of fixing herself up. Perhaps she would have been better off just staying at home. Why she would put her heart out there for a tiny to stomp on surprised even her.
“Well, I’m sorry to bother you then,” she sighed. Red’s eyes welled up as she looked off in the horizon for any last signs of the coward she once called her friend. Don looked up at the towering beauty blocking out the sun. It broke his heart to see such a lovely young woman be hurt like that.
“What is your name, goddess?” he shouted up to her. Red wiped away a tear and spoke.
“Red. I go by Red.”
“Whoever broke your heart just now is a jerk. Giantesses are to be honored and adored, not left waiting. I’d give anything to be your date. To catch the eye of a giantess is like winning the lottery. He has no idea what he just lost.” Don hoped that would make her feel better. A pissed off giantess could destroy his home and that of a hundred others if she decided to lay waste to the apartment complex.
Instead, Red smiled at his compliment to her beauty and size. “My date didn’t show, so you will have to do…” her voice trailed off. “It’s not nice to rev up a giantess’ sexual lust and leave her hanging. God I needed to fuck today.” Don’s heart jumped up to his throat. He instantly thought of being used as her play thing and had an instant erection in his pants.
“If I’m anything of a substitute, I’ll do my best, Red.” Don waited for her response, hoping like mad she would accept him. Red looked down at the tiny man pleading with her and picked up his car, with him hanging on to the hood. Red rose to her full height, now standing well over fifty feet over the ground. She raised the car up to her eye level and looked at Don in his black suit.
“Oh, I’d like that,” she purred. Red brought the car up to her lips and kissed him on the face, chest, and crotch all at the same time. Don’s suit was painted with lipstick and felt her hot breath on his face. Her pink tongue slid out of her mouth and washed his face with saliva. Her wet muscle glided over his crotch, stimulating his cock inside those pants.
Red walked off toward the city’s park with Don in tow, still clinging to his car’s roof and hood. Red’s hips swayed as she walked, showing off her powerful femininity. Her perfume consumed his senses, making little Don want to leap from his car and feel her skin, her warmth, and her sex.
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