The Giantess herself, Lady Ginger Lust, has recorded herself reading this story! You can listen to it on her podcast; ladygingerlust.co.uk).
Part 1 of Empress Ginger's Story.
As I sit here, preparing for my coronation - I can't help but reflect on how my ascension began. As the tiny little workers set to work painting my toenails I think back to the day my growth started.
My life was good. I got paid well, had a loving boyfriend - it just wasn't exciting. It was the same, day in, day out. Same job, same routine, same sex.
Don't get me wrong, it was good sex - but my boyfriend didn't like changing things up. He always liked to be on top - whenever I convinced him to let me take the lead he'd just lay there and leave me to do all the work.
But all that changed one night during a party. I don't recall whose party it was, I just remember it was at a big house with an equally big garden. I spotted an opportunity when the host started giving a speech. I winked at my boyfriend and we slunk away from the crowd to a quiet spot in the garden. There was a nice flat stone bench which he laid me down on top of, and before I knew it he'd already cum.
He said 'the moment' had got to him as if that was enough of an excuse and was already buckling up his pants to head back to the party - but I was still in the moment. The idea of being out here, doing something so risqué - it had really turned me on and awoken a hunger in me- and my boyfriend hadn't satisfied that hunger.
I could feel something welling up inside of me - something that had been there all my life but was growing stronger with all this excitement. I could feel myself shaking - and that's when it started. A sensation washed over me - it felt like a really good stretch after a long night's sleep, but it didn't stop. It kept going and reached every part of my body. It was practically orgasmic, I didn't even notice I was growing until the feeling started to dissipate. When the sensation subsided I looked down on my boyfriend, he was starting to back away from my now enlarged body. I could tell he was terrified from the look in his eyes, but also aroused by what was sticking out from his pants.
I inspected myself, I was incredible. I have to admit, I was always proud of my body before - but seeing it blown up to several times my original size made me realise how gorgeous I was. I didn't stop to think about the implications of growing like this - I'd been disappointed by how the euphoria of the growth had stopped, but now I was thinking about another kind of euphoria.
I was now big enough to get what I wanted from my tiny boyfriend. When he realised what I was planning to do as I reached for him it was too late. He should have listened to the terror his eyes had shown, but he'd been betrayed by his lust. With ease I plucked him up with his shoulders using one hand, ripped away his clothes with the other - then tossed him onto the stone bench. I positioned myself above him - this time he had no say in who was going to be on top.
I lowered myself onto his naked body. His dick was far too small to bring me any pleasure, but his writhing body beneath me was more exciting than anything I'd had between my legs before. As he struggled with futility to push me off, I felt more and more excited knowing how strong I was. I was so pleased he was squirming - it made a change from his usual lack of action when beneath me. I started to grind back and forth as he could do nothing but try to survive. I picked up pace - it was amazing. I soon had to reach down and press his head against my clit as I rubbed the rest of my womanhood against his body. I ordered him to lick - I couldn't feel if he did, his tongue may have been too small to feel - or he may have passed out, but the knowledge that I was so in control of him sent me over the edge.
As I climaxed I felt the sensation that had triggered all this once more. My body rocked with a sustained orgasm as it expanded again. This was the last time I recall seeing my boyfriend as he disappeared beneath my body as it became larger and larger.
It was only after this spurt did I take a moment to think about what had happened. I'd grown into a giantess. I inspected my body once more. All this beauty - all this power. My head swam with the possibilities. This - this is what I'd been waiting for.
Suddenly my musings were disrupted from a shrill scream. I looked up towards the source, it appeared the party goers had been watching my fun in the garden - but had only chosen now to panic. I couldn't blame them for being enraptured by me though.
I watched with curiosity as the tiny party goers ran back into their little doll house as if it was some sort of protection against me. I felt an excitement seeing the futility of their efforts - an excitement that has driven me to this day,
Oh look, they've finally finished painting my toes - took them long enough the little runts. Once they're dried I suppose I should get my clothing sorted for the ceremony - but first I'm going to have a little play. I know I promised I wasn't going to crush any of these little workers, but they took far too long - they need a little punishing. Nothing too harsh of course, just a few minutes stuck beneath my toes.
Meta: I made these collages a while ago with some materials Lady Ginger Lust kindly sent me. They've sat in my backlog for a while as I wanted to write a story worthy of them and it took me a while to come up with something decent enough. I'm really happy with the perspective in this shot - they way Lady Ginger's foot pushes into the foreground really sells her scale.
This section of the story is inspired by CityHai's "Sex and/or die" video. I'd love to see a live-action version of it made one day - but I can imagine the logistics and costs of doing something like that would be huge. We really need to get a producer from the size community into Hollywood.
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