The Giantess herself, Lady Ginger Lust, has recorded herself reading this story! You can listen to it on her podcast; ladygingerlust.co.uk).
Part 2 of An Empress' Story.
I'm surprised, the clothing the tiny people have prepared for me nearly fits. I've been growing an awful lot recently so its been hard for the little factories making my wears to keep up. Maybe my threats to crush them finally motivated them to get my measurements right - well nearly. My breasts are nearly spilling out, but that's the way I like it. I found that during my growth, having a body like mine was a real benefit.
After my initial growth spurt I had passed out from all the excitement When I came too I awoke to find I'd been pinned down with ropes and a tiny man with a megaphone was trying to tell me what to do.
Of course a bunch of ropes couldn't stop me. I simply sat up and sent any of the little idiots dumb enough to be holding on to them flying. I paid the little man with a megaphone and his instructions no attention and walked off - obviously I made sure to walk in a direction which allowed me to step on the little loudmouth.
As I strolled through the city, getting used to my new size and perspective, I couldn't help stopping and admiring my reflection in the glass frontage one of the taller buildings. I couldn't stop myself from caressing my giant body as I inspected my curves. I knew the whole city could see me naked - and I didn't care. I mean, do you worry that an insect might see you naked when you change clothes?
You'd have thought I would have been worried about how quickly my mindset had changed to one so accepting of my status as an elevated being - but that's one of the advantages of being so elevated I guess. With power comes clarity - no worries, no concerns... no stopping me.
As I stared at my reflection in the building's glass front, I spotted movement from behind it. I realised, with a little thrill, that there were tiny people behind each window enamoured by me. My attention was drawn to the roof where a group of them were gathered. They must have been the poor souls who lived on the other side of the building who hadn't yet seen my majesty.
I decided to reward them for risking themselves on the rooftop and get in close to grant them an audience. I could hear their tiny voices shouting things - some asked for mercy, others showered me with compliments. One brave little voice caught my attention when he mentioned my breasts.
I was always proud of my chest, so was very happy to hear someone brave enough to say what should have been said from the start - that I have very impressive tits. I quickly identified the source of the compliment and pluck the man responsible from the roof between my fingertips. I decided to reward him in the most fitting way possible. I dropped him into my cleavage. No doubt a long fall for him, but I'm sure my chest provided him a soft landing. I could feel his squirming between them and it excited me - so much so that I grabbed a handful of the rooftop tinies and sent them in there after him. The feeling of their squirming made me gasp with excitement, I couldn't help but massage my breasts to amplify the pleasure.
It wasn't long until I realised that I had exhausted my fun. The tinies had all either fallen or been smushed. I saw the tiny people left on the roof trying to make an escape. Thankfully I now had a reach long enough that no one could escape me so grabbing them all before they got away was easy.
Enraged by their fleeing from me, I decided to punish them. I figured there was no better punishment than having them fuel me. I picked one at random and tossed her into my maw. I rolled her round in my mouth as she tried and fight against my tongue. Her futile fight excited me. Eventually I swallowed her whole - I felt a buzz from them falling into my stomach. I greedily tossed the rest into my mouth and let them fight it out together against my tongue - savouring the sensation and flavour.
But I was then distracted and swallowed prematurely. The tinies stood no chance and were sent to my stomach. But I couldn't look away from what I'd seen - a tiny couple watching me from their window below. It looked like they'd been in the middle of doing it when the sight of me distracted them.
I bent over to look into their apartment and demanded that they continue. They were frozen with fear so I reached in, my hand passing through the window like it was nothing, and plucked out the man. I couldn't help but threaten to jerk him myself if he didn't please his woman. His dick was barely visible between my fingers - just applying the tiniest of pleasures made him yelp.
I chucked him back into the apartment and the two of them tentatively started kissing each other. I couldn't help but finger myself as I watched them getting into it, my breath fogging up all the remaining windows nearby. I suspected that my amplified scent was spurring them on as they soon got really into it despite a giant woman watching them intently. As they arrived I did too, my scream smashed whatever windows were left of the building.
I took a step back to find that I was being watched from all the surrounding apartments by men and women all enraptured by me and my display. I felt a familiar feeling flow through my body - the building started to sink beneath me as I expanded further. I heard excited gasps from the tiny people below as they watch my already gigantic form grow even bigger.
The sensation of growth set me off pleasuring myself again. Amongst the waves of ecstasy I was able to make a connection; that my sexual pleasure is what fuels my growth. And as a bonus, my growth fuels my sexual pleasure. Its thanks to that power, and understanding of it, that I've been able to get to where I am now.
I suppose I've spent long enough posing for photos next to these old monuments. I normally smash relics like these to remind the tinies that the old ways are over and that its now the age of the giantess - but I wanted to keep this one around. I know its just a column of stone - but I'm certain a big lady like me can have some real fun with it - especially when I want to get bigger.
Meta: I was planning to show more of a reflection in this shot, but I always wanted to make Lady Ginger Lust big enough that the monument could feasibly be a sex-toy for her. This meant having to move her back to seem bigger. However, I'm happy with how it turned out and the hazy sky matches with the previous shot in this series.
Its weird writing as a giantess in first person. I can only guess the woman's perspective so I just end up writing what is basically personal wish fulfilment. I'd be interested in finding out whether what I've written lines up with what a giantess would actually feel and do in this scenario - so any real-life giantess let me know if I hit the mark.
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