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	GTSWriter 11/29/2012 3:06:56 PM Rating: 0 Thank you! Now let's see what GiantessQueenAmy and Reddrop7 have to say... ;-)
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GTSWriter 11/29/2012 2:42:34 PM Rating: 0 “Oh God, in you go, Troy!” Amy pushed the teeny plaything into her womanly entrance and kept his legs outside to have a handhold on him. Troy became covered in secretion and saturated pussy walls as he fought for purchase inside the humid tunnel. The air was thick with Amy’s musk as he breathed. Troy held his breath and let the goddess-lover use him like a human dildo. Back and forth she sliced him through her sex. Amy cried out as she felt his small frame ride along her inner walls. Higher and higher her voice rose as she reached her crescendo of ecstasy. As Amy lifted her hips off the bed, she spasmed and gasped as her excitement reached critical mass. Little Troy was ejected out of her pussy as those incredibly strong muscles worked his body with no remorse. His little frame catapulted out onto the bed in a deluge of juices. Amy landed her ass back on the bed creating an earthquake bounce that launched an exhausted Troy off the bed nearly six inches. He swam in the puddle of her wet spot while Amy drove her fingers through her reddish lips as she came back from her brink. “That was fantastic,” she panted, “but I gotta have more. Come with me, little man.” Before Troy could protest, Amy grabbed him out of the cooling pool of ejaculate and hurried back to the living room. There, Mark got to see his giantess fully nude walk in and grab one of the wooden chairs at the dining room table. She sat Troy down on the arm rest and positioned her dripping pussy over him. Troy looked up and saw her womanhood descend down onto his chest. Troy did what the immense women trained him to do. He held his body as rigid as possible and let her enveloped him almost entirely. The gurgling sound coming from her soaked pussy made her drunk with lust. Only Tony’s scrawny legs stuck out from the titanic woman’s vertical smile. Amy leaned her immense body into the grind and let out a slow, smoky sigh while brushing her long hair back with her right hand. It was then that Red came through the doorway. “What the hell is going on?” she wanted to know. Amy, no incredibly embarrassed, stood up off the chair and faced her roommate. Troy was still dangling from between Amy’s thighs. “Hey, you’re home early. What happened in Cincinnati? I thought you were on that business trip for two more days.” Amy did her best to hide Troy’s dangling feet, but Red saw them right away. “Are you fucking your Mark again? Looks like he’s having fun.” It was then that Red glanced over to the black wire cage and looked right at Mark’s tiny body in there. “Wait a minute, is that my Troy inside your pussy?!” Red became furious at Amy for stealing her man for her personal pleasure. “I didn’t think you would mind. Besides, you weren’t supposed to be home for two more days. I’m not killing him, if that’s what you’re thinking.” “So what, he’s breathing in your pussy juice? It took me a long time to get the little man I wanted and you’re plugging him up your twat! Get him out of there, now!” Amy did as she demanded and let Troy lay on the wooden chair. He choked up some viscous vaginal lubricant, but other than that he was no worse for wear. Red picked up his limp body and cuddled it to her breast. “I’m so sorry, baby. Momma’s home now.” Red then glared at Amy. “Play with your own man. You know what? Better yet, you’re going to watch while I play with him instead.” Red placed Troy back in the cage and collected a now scared Mark. Red then stomped over to Amy’s nude form and slapped her on the ass. “Get in the bedroom. You’re being punished, young lady.” Amy rubbed her stung ass cheek but did as directed. There, Red disrobed and brought Mark to her lips. She opened her pretty red lips and sucked on his upper torso while Amy sat in the padded chair facing the bed and watched. Red popped Mark back out of her wet lips and let the strand of saliva snap free once he cleared her pearly white teeth. She placed him between her ample tits and mashed them together, trapping Mark inside. By now, Mark was tossed over and over again between her sizable breasts, being mashed and crumpled under so much weighty mammary flesh. Red even dipped two fingers into her savory pussy and smoothed the sauce over Mark’s little body for easier play. After two more minutes of breast play, Mark created a slick trail of Red’s pussy juice in the cleavage while he slid down to her navel. From there, he was ordered to march his way down to her pussy and service her the best he could. Amy watched all of this and couldn’t help but finger-fuck her pussy. Some discipline this was, she thought. I’m just getting horny watching her. I don’t feel corrected at all. With that, Amy stood up and wanted to join in. Perhaps she could push little Mark into Red’s pussy and pull him back out like anal beads or a dildo. “No! You stay in that chair and simply look. You don’t get to play with us!” Red’s voice was surprisingly stern so Amy halted her approach and sat back down. Red widened her legs and felt Mark crawl around on her vagina until she could take it no longer. Using two fingers, she pushed his minute frame into her wanton lips. Red was so soaked down there that being pushed past the labia was very easy to do. Mark slid inside and felt the constriction of her vaginal walls close in. With just her muscular movements, Red molded and hugged poor Mark inside her pussy until she could stand it no longer. Red pulled her legs back and showed off her womanhood to Amy’s watchful eyes as she pushed like an expectant mother giving birth. Sure enough, Mark’s face emerged first, followed by his palm-sized body and legs. A flush of excitement followed him, flooding the bed once more with feminine juices. Amy salivated now, wanting to lap at her roommate’s pussy and the tiny man reborn between those heavenly thighs and succulent ass. Red rubbed her big tits lovingly and cooed while Mark stood up and began licking her pussy, clitoris, and taint. “Fuck this,” Amy growled. She took off out of the bedroom and soon came back with little Troy in her hand. “I’m going to fuck too, and that’s that.” She pushed Troy into her hole and jammed him repeatedly into her heaven. Within minutes, both women were howling with simultaneous orgasms. When both women finally caught their breath, Red spoke first. “OK, I forgive you, baby.” “I love you too,” Amy panted. “Let’s do a double fuck,” Red suggested. She got on her hands and knees on the bed and suggested that Amy do the same. “You put Mark in your pussy, and I’ll put Troy into my ass. Then, when we come together, we’ll both fuck our men like double dildos and come together again.” Excited, Amy propped her holes into position and shoved little Troy head-first into her gorgeous back door. Red placed Mark into her vagina and let his feet dangle outside her. The two giantesses guided the men into the respective holes of the other women and bounced their butts together while feeling the penetration from their men. After fifteen minutes, both women exploded with orgasm on each other and collapsed onto the bed. Troy slid out from Amy’s ass while Mark was flushed clean onto the bed. The girls lay there, moaning their love for everyone while Mark and Troy sat in the canyon of asses from their giantess owners. Soon all four went to sleep after the two men tucked themselves under the big women’s cheeks for warmth. “Welcome home, sweetie,” Amy murmured with a tired voice. “Thanks for taking care of our men while I was away,” Red responded. They coupled together in a spoon position while keeping their respective men safe and warm in their cleavages. All four were spent, but the weekend was just beginning and more sexual play was in store for them.

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GTSWriter 11/29/2012 2:42:22 PM Rating: 0 She Won’t Mind Amy came home hornier than ever before. The thoughts of shoving one of the pet men her and her roommate kept at their apartment was particularly delectable. The result came in the form of soaked panties and the overwhelming desire for some afternoon play. Amy quickly ascended the stairs to the apartment and opened the door. Inside, she found the cage where the tiny men were kept and stood before them. The littles could smell her obvious arousal and cowered in one of the corners of the cage. Amy laughed at their attempt to stay away from her in the black wire box. Amy was dressed professionally for work in a stretchy black skirt and blood-red top that showed off her impressive 36D breasts in a plunging neckline. She brushed back her long brown hair and licked her lips, trying to decide which tiny man would suffice. Eventually, Troy, the taller of the two men, stood up and decided that if today was going to be his last day on earth, then he would stand and greet his fate. Amy towered over the cage and considered her options. The two roommates, Amy and Red, decided that each would have a little pet man. Troy belonged to Red while Mark belonged to Amy. Mark was a good match for Amy’s desires, but today she felt the need to be a little naughty. With Red gone on one of her business trips, she wouldn’t be around to stop Amy if she decided to use Troy for the day. After seeing sense in her thinking, Amy opened the locked door and reached in for the taller of the two miniature men. She clutched Troy in her soft grip and carefully extracted him from the confines of the black wire cage. Amy held Troy up to her mammoth face and spoke. “You won’t tell Red if I steal you away for the afternoon, will you? If you do, I’ll punish you good.” Her stern words hit Troy like a sledgehammer. The height at which she held him aloft over the apartment floor was dizzying. Troy obediently shook his head in agreement and clung to her encircled fingers around his chest. Amy looked down at the remaining man and cooed. “Aww, don’t be upset, Mark. I’ll be back for you later. I just want to have some fun here with Troy.” She blew her tiny lover a kiss and walked off with the other toy man in her right fist. Back in the bedroom, Amy put Troy on the middle of her expansive queen-sized bed and went to her closet. Making slow, sensual movements, she disrobed in a way that she knew would excite her puny voyeur. Her heavy breasts fell away from the red fabric of her top when Amy pulled it over her head. The long strands of her thick hair collapsed along her naked back. Amy tossed the sleeveless blouse in the clothes hamper and dug her thumbs into the spandex skirt. Troy gulped and stared at his giantess lover while she stripped for him. Slowly her titanic ass appeared from the black mound of her hips. Twin fleshy cheeks rose from the black horizon like the rising sun in the morning. They were dissected by a black thong panty that took Troy’s tiny breath away. Down her thighs it slid until the skirt became loose enough to fall to her lovely feet. Amy stood tall and stretched, giving her prey a good view of her shapely body and naked tits. The little boy toy craned his neck upward to take in the statuesque Amy standing before him. Next, Amy turned and faced the bed, slowly lowering her thong panty to give little Troy a good image of her shaven sex and pouty pussy lips. Knowing this was to be his entrance, he stared at the rose-colored labia and noticed the secretion of clear fluid running out of her and down Amy’s inner thighs. Now the titaness cat-crawled across the bed and encircled little Troy. His erection stuck out now, wanting attention from the goddess Amy. She smiled and giggled at his condition and lay on her side as she let him explore her body. The milky white breasts she boasted fell together and stuck their nipples out at him invitingly. Troy raced across the bedspread and cupped one in his tiny mouth. He suckled her, igniting those fantasies from hours ago in Amy’s mind. Troy pushed his erection against her hard nipple, trying his best to dry-hump the giantess’ breast. Amy hummed her approval and let him keep going until he ejaculated on her dark red nub. “You know the rules, little man,” she warned, “if you make a mess, you have to clean it up.” She then watched as a tired Troy stood back up off the bed and lapped at his own cream dripping from her soft nipple flesh. Amy then reached down between her legs and rubbed furiously at her own clit until she powered out an explosive orgasm. As Amy breathed heavily, she opened her thighs and made poor Troy run down to her open flower and lick up as much of her juices as he could. The feel of near microscopic lips and tongue working in her expulsion got her in the randy mood again.

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	GTSWriter 11/29/2012 2:04:19 PM Rating: 0 No worries either way...
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	GTSWriter 11/29/2012 9:21:25 AM Rating: 0 That's a lot of tax dollars wasted because she decided to be curious. ;-)
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	GTSWriter 11/28/2012 3:01:57 PM Rating: 0 It is, minus the smoking part. That's just me, though...
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	GTSWriter 11/26/2012 7:02:28 PM Rating: 0 Looks like she's window shopping for a new toy.
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	GTSWriter 11/26/2012 5:55:44 PM Rating: 0 You're coming up with more great story ideas...
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	GTSWriter 11/26/2012 7:30:29 AM Rating: 0 *sequel
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	GTSWriter 11/26/2012 7:19:52 AM Rating: 0 A sequal is brewing, just give me some time... =)
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	GTSWriter 11/25/2012 5:42:50 PM Rating: 0 Makes me wish I knew of the source, GQA. =)
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	GTSWriter 11/25/2012 5:41:06 PM Rating: 0 I like where that's headed, Reddrop7.
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	GTSWriter 11/24/2012 11:14:55 AM Rating: 0 You're very welcome, Reddrop7. It's so much fun to write these stories for you giantesses and us tinies.
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	GTSWriter 11/24/2012 9:07:29 AM Rating: 0 Love you too, GQA. Glad you're now a part of the site. I love knowing there is a bunch of women on here too. Makes it all the more sexy. Am I right, Reddrop7? lol
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GTSWriter 11/23/2012 5:07:11 PM Rating: 0 You two are sooo welcome! Once I read your posts to each other, I knew I had a story to write. Mark has done so much for the betterment of this site, it was a pleasure to write a story for him. You, Amy, wrote so damn hot that I had to put your posts into a story! I'm glad you came so hard. Hopefully my story made your toes curl and you now have to change your sheets. lol Merry early Christmas you two. Enjoy your story. ~GTSWriter

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GTSWriter 11/23/2012 3:52:06 PM Rating: 0 Mark was shrinking with each step she climbed as Amy made her way to the master bedroom down the hallway. By the time Amy reached the top stair, Mark’s body was diminished to thirty percent of his normal height. The little moderator was now a doll compared to the giantess known as Amy. “Ooh, little cutie, I almost lost my grip on your tiny body. Let me keep you safe in here.” Amy pulled out the stretchy bra and dropped little Mark inside. Now the warmth of her bulbous breasts hit him like a bus when she snapped her bra back into place. Mark’s erection slammed against her forgiving flesh as she smashed her twin globes together as she giggled. The two entered her monstrous bedroom. Amy ran and fell on her massive bed face-first, driving Mark further against her plush breasts. The feeling was incredible as he felt her pliable perfume-scented breasts knead him like bread dough. He wiggled around until his head bumped into her hardened nipple. “mmmmmmmmmmm,” Amy purred with pleasure. “That’s my tiny baby. Play with my big nipple until it milks for you.” Hearing that, Mark clamped his mouth over her breast’s nub. Normally her big nipple would be the size of a strawberry to Mark, but as he shrank, the rubbery nipple was the size of a basketball. He massaged it and licked at it like a dog thirsty for water. The attention he gave her nipple created a flush of white creamy milk. Amy lay on her back and massaged her other breast while Mark made her lactate out of his breast he chose. Now he drank her drizzle of nutritious flow. It felt warm and delicious as it poured down his throat. The result made him so horny for Amy that Mark began humping into her breast until he came. Amy could feel his release and frigged at her pussy through her G-string until she herself erupted into sexual delight. “Oh good God, you’re so hot at your size!” she panted. Mark rode her breasts as they rose and fell with her breathing. Amy released her bra’s hold on Mark and let him crawl out onto her smooth stomach. “Make your way south, boy. I need you to take care of my big pussy.” Mark looked down the length of her toned stomach to the small hill that was her pubic mound. Hungry for more action, Mark ran across her stomach. This sensation made Amy giggle and laugh out loud. The action of her laugh created an earthquake on Amy’s body. Mark slipped and hung on for dear life as she exploded in ticklish laughter. When it all subsided, Mark thought better than to run again, so he crawled carefully to the strip of pubic hair above her labia and inhaled her womanly scent on the hairs of her vagina. The ambrosia quickly gave Mark a new erection. Once he peered over her lovely mound, Mark saw her fleshy flower already open and waiting for him. He got to see close up the steady stream of pearly cream flowing out of her lips and coating her taint and asshole. Amy kept her G-string stretched over her thighs, high above Mark’s head. He reached out and felt for Amy’s giantess clitoris. The syrup-covered lips of her pussy felt incredible and parted easily to give him access to her clit. He rubbed at it furiously until he sent huge Amy off into another orgasm. She bucked her hips off the bed, nearly sending Mark high into the air. If he didn’t have the knowledge to hang onto the pubic hairs, she would have easily bucked him to the bed’s mattress where he surely would have rolled underneath her and been crushed by her large lovely ass. Mark eased himself over the cliff of her pubic mound and became intimate with her aching lips. Not wanting to wait any longer, Amy used her delicate fingers to guide Mark into her. The saturated honey-coated lips parted and accepted Mark easily as he slid into her warm hole. Having a small man used like a dildo made Amy flush with maddening fury. She nearly spat him out of her pussy, but Mark somehow kept himself inside her. He crawled deeper inside her tunnel using the wrinkled walls of her vagina as handholds. Before he knew it, Mark was bumping himself against Amy’s cervix. Meanwhile outside, Amy frigged at her clit more and more, feeling the sensation of a tiny man crawling around in her pussy. Now her vagina tightened around Mark and undulated all around him with the intent of mashing him like a cock inside her to milk it of its cum. Amy swung her hips around until she pointed her pussy at the mirrored doors of her closet. She wanted to watch the show as she masturbated and pushed with her vaginal muscles. Within minutes, Amy shot Mark’s limp body from her entrance in a puddle of vaginal cream and tiny man. Mark landed on the soiled bedspread while her labia spewed more and more creamy sauce onto his body. Mark drank her expulsion until he could no more, and then passed out in exhaustion. Amy carefully scooped him out of his sticky puddle and lay him gently onto her cleavage once more. The two of them lay together lovingly while Amy petted his body. Mark drifted off to a hard slumber as his body tried to recuperate from all that physical action. She found her panties and lay the lacy material on him like a blanket. She closed her eyes and slept with her little boy toy in the safety of her mountainous breasts. For the rest of the weekend, Amy used and abused her little man. Mark was inserted in her pussy over and over, and even sometimes substituted by shoving him into her tight asshole. Every morning he would devour as much of her pussy juice as possible, and every meal was squirted out from her ample breasts. Every night he slept in her deep cleavage for warmth after their final sexual session. Mark’s every giantess wish was granted as he became an explorer of the giantess who called herself Amy.

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GTSWriter 11/23/2012 3:51:52 PM Rating: 0 Mark deduced that her clothing had to be tailored to fit her tall goddess-like frame. This, of course, was after he lifted his jaw off the ground and introduced himself. Amy bent down at the waist and shook his hand. His tiny palm disappeared in her massive hand. He noticed her meticulously manicured fingernails and knew instantly this graceful Amazon was exquisite on every scale. He entered the gargantuan mansion and looked around. It was as if Mark were Jack from the beanstalk fairytale entering the castle of the giant in the story. The furniture was custom built for her size, as was the ceiling height to accommodate such a colossus. She ushered him to the living room where they sat together on the couch and got to know one another. Mark couldn’t take his eyes off of Amy’s body. She had immense firm breasts aching to be free of the black lace bra keeping them from their natural shape and hang. Amy’s flat stomach looked so inviting that Mark found himself unconsciously leaning toward her. Her hips flared out to an impressive ass she sat upon. A G-string panty set hugged her soft womanly skin, keeping his prying eyes from seeing her flushed pussy underneath. Long legs shot out from her waist and gracefully bent at the knees to taper down to feet he could spend hours lavishing with attention. Oh how he was glad to answer her invitation! “So, we meet in person,” Amy’s voice boomed. Her face, so beautiful it was stolen from angels themselves, hung over his puny frame on that couch. Mark looked up at her and smiled. “I actually pictured you smaller than what you said in your chat room posts.” Amy said. “That’s OK, though. We can fix that soon enough. Would you care for a drink?” Mark nodded and Amy got up to fix him something delicious. He watched her ass sway high in the air as she slipped into her kitchen. Mark looked around the room and saw no indication of a lover or husband matching her size. From what he could tell, she was a single giantess. Amy stepped back into the room and set his glass down on the coffee table. What was a mere child’s glass to her looked like a beer stein to Mark. He reached for it, but Amy helped put the drink in his hands. Mark took a drink and hummed his appreciation. Amy smiled and toasted their meeting. With her free hand, Amy slipped her fingers between her legs since she was getting wet just looking at Mark sitting with her on the couch. “Do you think I’m smaller than what you imagined?” she asked, standing up and parting her stance before Mark. The triangle of her panties barely covered her womanhood. The wetness of her arousal became clearly noticeable. Mark inhaled her scent and drank more of his refreshment. “I think you’re more beautiful than I imagined. I know that much for sure.” She smiled and thought he was adorable for saying so. Setting his glass down for him, Amy reached down and kissed Mark on the lips. Right after he swallowed his drink, she refilled his mouth with her tongue. The taste of the Amazon kissing Mark hardened his cock quickly. Amy pushed herself on top of him, laying on Mark’s body with her own sexy frame. The weight she crushed on him fought with his tiny lungs. He heaved and gasped for air, but Amy pushed her pillow-like breasts on his chest and increased the pressure. His hands searched and found her big nipples while they continued to kiss. Mark’s erection pushed against Amy’s stomach, so she lifted herself off of the smaller guest and proceeded to pull at his clothing until they were torn from his body. Now naked on her couch, Mark waited for his hostess to return to their afternoon make-out session. Amy, however, had other plans in mind. She picked up Mark from his position on the couch and slung him over her shoulder. As she ascended the staircase, he watched her ass cheeks bounce back and forth. That’s when it hit him.

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GTSWriter 11/23/2012 3:51:35 PM Rating: 0 Giantess Queen Amy Mark left work early with a bit of nervousness on his mind. Being a moderator for a major dot-com corporation, he had been contacted by a mysterious woman via the company chat room. What started off as mere flirtation became an invitation he couldn’t resist. It piqued his interest to the point of having to hide his obvious erection when entering the building’s elevator. Mark entered the elevator on the thirty-first floor and pushed the button for the ground level. On the twenty-first level, the car stopped as the metal doors parted. Mark thought he was in the clear for hiding his excitement, but a lovely woman stepped on, towering over him immediately. She was none other than his boss, Katelyn. Katelyn started the dot-com business in her living room many years back, and through the growing interest in giantess-related fetishes, made the business what it was today. Now, not only was Katelyn a very powerful business woman, but powerful in her command of small men like Mark. “Leaving early today, Mark?” she said while looking over her schedule in her leather-bound folder. Mark gulped. He was, in fact, leaving early due to the personal vacation he built up. However, if Katelyn needed you, you stayed. Mark was scared she would call him into a late-afternoon power meeting and keep him from meeting this exotic woman who simply went by the name: giantessqueenamy. “Uh, yes, Katelyn, I have an early dentist appointment and they’ll charge me extra if I’m late. I hope that works out for you.” He flinched, thinking she would explode in a blind fury. “Well, we can’t keep you waiting. It’s a shame, however. I was going to go over the quarterly figures with you and the other moderators. I was also thinking when the meeting was over, you could massage my feet after taking off my heels. If you were a good boy, I’d even let you lick the undersides of my bare feet. But, you go off to your dentist appointment. I’m sure one of the others would be glad to fill in for their mistress.” Damn, he thought. I’ve wanted to pleasure Katelyn for months. Here’s my shot and I just blew it. “Thank you for understanding, Katelyn,” Mark croaked meekly. “I hope I get the chance again someday soon.” Katelyn closed her book while the elevator car slowed to a stop and let the doors open. She looked down at Mark standing there like a puppy wanting to be taken home. “Don’t disappoint me again and remember to refer to me as ‘mistress.’ ‘Goddess’ will do as well.” Katelyn stepped out of the elevator and walked away. Mark cursed himself but dug out the address written down in his pocket and looked at it. You had better be worth it, he muttered. The ride over to Amy’s house was uneventful, and within minutes he found parking on the street. He sat in the car and looked at the grand house on the large lawn overlooking the street. For such a description she gave Mark about herself, Amy seemed to live up to the expectations. She hailed herself to be a giantess in her own right, and her house reflected that. The front doors alone were standing well over twelve feet tall. Everything about her home was at least twice the normal size. Mark walked up to the entrance and rang the doorbell. He heard the windows rattle as giant footsteps pounded on the floor before the one door creaked open. Towering over little Mark was a vision of pure strength and beauty. Amy answered her door wearing lingerie and nothing else.

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	GTSWriter 11/23/2012 3:03:51 PM Rating: 0 Shut up and let me write. =)
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	GTSWriter 11/23/2012 2:00:26 PM Rating: 0 I work in retail, so right now we're busier than all get out. Give me proper time and I'll have a story for you two soon. (I've never wanted to write a story so bad now in all my life....)
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	GTSWriter 11/21/2012 3:10:17 PM Rating: 0 Is this by invitation only, or can we just show up?
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	GTSWriter 11/12/2012 2:18:34 PM Rating: 0 Reddrop, how are you not favoriting this picture by now? ;-)
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	GTSWriter 11/10/2012 10:40:07 PM Rating: 0 That's one lucky maintenance crew. Does that lift go any higher?
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	GTSWriter 11/9/2012 3:52:26 PM Rating: 0 This set just keeps getting better and better. Hopefully there are even more beyond what's already posted.
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	GTSWriter 11/9/2012 3:51:04 PM Rating: 0 Dude, don't just sit there on the end of the couch. Can't you see there is a big breasted gorgeous blonde ready for some action?
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	GTSWriter 10/26/2012 3:54:08 PM Rating: 0 You are ABSOLUTELY killing me with this series!! I love it! How many more are in this delicious set of pics?
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	GTSWriter 10/25/2012 6:04:59 PM Rating: 0 It's the giantess' butt cheeks, and the lower triangle are her labia inside a blue/white striped bikini bottom.
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	GTSWriter 10/24/2012 7:35:22 PM Rating: 2 I just thought of a good story for this one...
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	GTSWriter 10/24/2012 7:34:41 PM Rating: 0 Those breasts ARE spectacular. =)
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	GTSWriter 10/16/2012 5:04:01 PM Rating: 0 "Waiter, there's a man in my soup."
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	GTSWriter 10/15/2012 7:22:30 PM Rating: 0 This is a fantastic drawing! I think this will be one of my stories very soon...
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	GTSWriter 10/15/2012 7:21:56 PM Rating: 0 Is that supposed to be the Rocketeer?
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	GTSWriter 10/10/2012 8:45:27 AM Rating: 0 You are very welcome, Reddrop7. All my stories make it into my collections. I appreciate your compliments a lot. It's what keeps me writing more and more of them. Hopefully this story churned up your "Jacuzzi" while reading it. ;-)
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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:47:00 PM Rating: 0 Geoff pushed harder at that comment. Soon, Julia pushed two hungry fingers into her pussy and pumped at her sex until she came. Geoff nearly lost his footing on her breast when she climaxed. Looking down at her work, he saw her withdraw the creamy fingers and deposit her expulsion of juice into her own navel. “Why don’t you run down there and take a drink. You’ve earned it,” she said, coming back down from her orgasm. Without hesitation, Geoff leaped off her ample breast and scrambled down to her navel. There, in her sizeable belly button sat a puddle of her cream. He lapped at her juice and drank her in deep. Just as he suspected, Julia’s nectar tasted sweeter than any woman he’d been with. When rested, Julia looked at the clock on the wall and saw that his appointment only had fifteen minutes left. Time for one more exercise, and then a cool down. She collected Geoff in her hands and got her thong back on over her legs. She kept the stringy material stretched between her thighs and positioned herself so that it hung over her frothy pussy. Taking Geoff out, she made him hang from her thong panties and told him to begin pull ups. If he could do ten of them, she would let him have access to her massaging Jacuzzi. The idea had Geoff eager to try. While Julia looked at the little client struggling between her legs, Geoff pulled himself up so that his chin would clear the black band. Beneath him smiled her shaven pussy, and she even opened her lips for him to entice him to do better. Geoff struggled with the final pull up, but eventually made it! He was elated. Julia told him to drop himself down, so he let go of her panties. He fell right into the dark hole of her pussy with splash of her cream when he landed. Geoff was now swimming in a pool of her womanly syrup, and her fingers pushed him in up to his shoulders. He felt her warmth surround him while her moving pussy walls massaged his body. Julia pulled her panties up until it became a lacy netting over his head. She got up to her feet, making Geoff upside down in her vagina. “Enjoy your Jacuzzi,” she said, collecting her bra and walking out of the home gym. “I’ll keep you in there until the top of the hour, and then return you to size. Be ready to do more work next Thursday,” she said, patting her clitoris and his head. “It’s really going to be a power workout for sure.” Julia turned off the light of her gym and closed the door.

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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:46:44 PM Rating: 0 “God that looks good,” she purred, and even started stroking her clitoris against his back while he struggled beneath her. Geoff so wanted to stop, turn over, and let her sit on him to engulf his face in her sex, but thought better of it. She could keep him like this and send him packing, so best to stay on her good side and keep working out. He could, however, feel her become increasingly wet with each new press against her lips with his back. Perhaps she wanted him just as much? “Now for Level Three,” she panted. Again, Julia reached for her shrinking gun and zapped Geoff down to an inch tall. At this vantage point, his new trainer was as immense as a skyscraper. Things started to make him nervous, as she could squash him easily if she weren’t looking. Geoff made sure to stay within her line of sight. Julia removed her bra and panties now, revealing succulent twin breasts, both pierced with studs made of chrome. Her pussy scent wafted down to microscopic Geoff as she sat before him, encircling him with her massive legs. “Climb up my nude body and shout out when you reach my left nipple,” she said simply, lying back on the white floor. Geoff ran the three-block distance to her pelvis and looked up at the towering pussy lips. At this point, he cursed the fact that Julia shaved her pussy. The pubic hair would have come in handy to climb up to her pelvic mound. He looked at her, studying how to adapt and overcome her immense body. The best way, he thought, was to grasp her labia and use it like rope to scale her form. Geoff pulled at her lips and hoisted himself up along her vaginal opening. The smell of her arousal made him woozy with desire, but he kept himself on course. At the top of her mound, he witnessed a veritable desert scene of dunes and hills that were her hips, stomach muscles, and ribs. Beyond that lay her plump breasts sitting high on the horizon. Taking in a big gulp of air and releasing it, Geoff made his way across her expansive body. He ran from her sexy pussy and soon came across her navel. Like a large fleshy pothole, Geoff jumped over it and kept running. Her pliable skin made it hard to run, but thankfully he ran along Santa Monica Beach enough to be used to it. Soon he stopped running as he approached her tits. Geoff ran between her cleavage, noting the sweet fragrance of her perfume. She must have spritzed her chest before he arrived. It smelled heavenly as he ran through and started climbing up her supple breast until he stopped at her dusty pink areola. Panting, he waved at Julia who watched his progress. “Twist my nipple stud. This will work on your lats and your biceps.” She watched intently as Geoff gripped both orbs on either side of her puffy nipple and twisted. Julia moaned and enjoyed it thoroughly as Geoff pushed at her nipple. “God I love my nipples tweaked,” she admitted.

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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:46:30 PM Rating: 0 “Good. Let’s begin with level one.” Julia pointed the contraption in her hand at Geoff and pulled the trigger. A greenish ray of light shot out of the muzzle, coating Geoff in the same hue. Before he knew it, the ex-soldier was now the size of a four year old child. Even his shorts and running shoes were smaller. Julia towered over little Geoff now, and she stepped up closer to him. Before he could speak, she pulled off her fleece top and pushed down her matching pants. What remained behind was her sleek, oiled body clad only in a set of black lace bra and panties. The panties were the thong style with lace revealing her shaven crotch. Only a pink bow between her ample breasts offered any other color on her remaining clothing. Geoff thought his new erection would quickly give away his thoughts about Julia, but she didn’t seem to notice, or care. He examined her heavenly body, noting the hot navel piercing showing twin diamonds right at eye level to him. “Ready to work out?” she breathed. Geoff could only nod. “Good, let’s start with some push backs. I want you to hold my hands and force your way toward me. Don’t worry, you won’t push me down.” Of if only I could, Geoff thought. I’d land right on your fine figure! They started with the exercise, and sure enough, there was no way Geoff’s smaller body could match Julia’s resistance. He groaned and pushed, but all he could manage to do is involuntarily jiggle her bosom in front of his face. He broke a sweat, but didn’t budge her. Eventually, she let him up. “Let’s now try some leg exercises. Lay on your back and raise your legs over your hips. Bend your knees, and place your feet on my tits.” Geoff was a little amazed that she would be so brazen with him, but obliged her. Julia placed her pillowy mammary glands on his feet (after she had him remove his shoes) and then had Geoff begin a set of leg presses. Geoff surprised himself that he had the leg strength to push her back several times over, despite the fire growing in his thighs. Julia looked down at him with that insanely gorgeous face of hers, encouraging him to keep going. It caused another fire to start in his loins, but he kept himself in check. Thank you, Marcus, Geoff thought to himself. “Try it this way now,” she said, getting off of the little client. She stood up, turned around, and sat her supple ass cheeks on his flattened feet. Now, the weight increased obviously. Geoff pushed her up and down with his legs, watching her raise and lower with his forcefulness. His feet sank into her muscular buttocks, and he saw that naturally his feet were widening her cheeks. He could see her anus above his face from behind the single black elastic band of her thong. If only he could shove his tongue in there and pleasure her! “You’re in better shape than you give yourself credit,” she complimented. “I think it’s time for level two.” Julia got off the exhausted Geoff and picked up the shrinking pistol again. With another pull of the trigger, Geoff was reduced to ten inches tall now, looking up at a gargantuan Julia and her sheen of sweat glowing on her skin. “Now I want you to assume a push-up position, facing the mirrors.” Geoff did as she asked, and saw that the giantess trainer stepped over him and sat down on her high-heeled feet with her knees wide on either side of him. Her pussy lips, entrapped inside her black thong, were now three inches above his back. Geoff looked into the mirror and couldn’t believe his tiny eyes. Julia looked so sexy sitting above his miniature body. “Begin doing push-ups, Geoff. Try lifting yourself up to brush your back against me.” Julia lifted her hands to her thick luxurious red hair and watched in the mirror as Geoff started counting off push-ups. She sank down a bit until she could feel his back press into her soft pussy lips with each crest. Geoff concentrated on doing perfect military-style push-ups while Julia looked on. With each push-up, however, she sat down on him slightly more to increase weight. Geoff felt her pussy kiss him harder and harder on each raise. The erection he fought with was nearly unbearable as he pressed on.

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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:46:14 PM Rating: 0 When Thursday arrived, Geoff made his way over to her well-to-do house on the cliff-side of the boulevard overlooking the Pacific Ocean. He rang her buzzer and waited for the white-painted wrought-iron gate to open for him. When he drove in and parked, Geoff quickly looked around and whistled, thinking this is where his $200 was going each coming week. Geoff stepped up to her front door and rang her doorbell. Julia answered, wearing body-hugging athletic gear. Her body wasn’t as tall as he imagined her to be, but she more than made up for it with looks. Julia was a goddess in light fleece clothing. Her red hair was done up in soft flowing curls and her skin was perfectly tanned in the California sun. She even wore gigantic ringed earrings that made her seem a bit slutty, but devilishly sexy. Her smile was bright and sincere, and she extended her hand to Geoff to shake. He shook it, feeling her grip harder than he expected. She led him inside and took his check when he offered it. Setting it down on the coffee table, Julia then led him to a back room that once inside, nearly blinded Geoff with the bright white walls. On one wall, Julia had floor to ceiling mirrors installed. She claimed they allowed her to evaluate how her clients might be doing the exercises incorrectly. “Now, let’s get to work,” she said. “You start stretching out, while I prepare my device.” Geoff didn’t know what that meant, but agreed to do everything she commanded him. He stripped out of his sweatshirt and pants, revealing a pair of red and yellow basketball shorts, showing her a bare chest. He began stretching his limbs much in the way his boot camp drill instructor showed him years ago. Julia came back into the bright white room holding a shiny silver gun in her hand. Geoff immediately thought it might have been a nickel-plated hand gun, but Julia put those fears to rest. “This,” she started off, “is the basis of my G-90X program.” “May I ask what G-90X is? Is that anything like P-90X that they sell on television?” Julia told him no, that if anything they copied her. “The G in G-90X stands for giantess. You see, I’m about to shrink you down to size, and you will use my body as resistance. The more resistance you need, the smaller I’ll shrink you down.” Geoff looked at her funny, but remembered her strict rule. He quickly removed that look on his face and kept an open mind. “Whenever you’re ready,” he said.

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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:46:01 PM Rating: 0 “Do it!” Geoff insisted. “I could use someone hot in my life and as you can see, I need to shed these pounds.” Marcus took out his wallet and sifted through it to find her business card. After a few flicks of the pieces of paper inside his leather wallet, he came across hers. “There you go; I took two of her cards. Give her a call, man, you won’t regret it. However, and I can’t stress this enough, do as she says. She’s the hottest woman in Southern California, but she doesn’t take shit from anyone. I mean it,” he said, looking Geoff clearly in the eyes. Geoff nodded his promise and tucked her card in his pocket. “Listen man, I got to get going, but let’s hook up some time and catch up. It’s been too long!” Geoff shook his hand after they exchanged cell phone numbers and waved goodbye. When the two parted and were no longer in eyesight of each other, Geoff fished out the trainer’s business card and studied it. JULIA SWAYNE, PERSONAL FITNESS EXPERT, it said. Her slogan stated that she was a cut above the rest, and used unorthodox ways to shed those unsightly pounds. There was also a note that she practiced G-90X, whatever that was, Geoff thought. Geoff pulled out his cell phone and plugged in her number. Within three rings, a sweet voice picked up on the other end. “Hello?” she answered calmly. “Uh, hi, is this Julia Swayne?” Geoff asked. “Why yes it is, who is this?” Julia responded. “My name is Geoff, and I’m a friend of Marcus Jorgensen. He and I served in the army together. He gave me your card and said you could help me get back in shape. Are you currently taking in new clients?” Her voice sounded so good in his ear that Geoff closed his eyes and prayed that she would accept him. “Let me check my calendar book,” she said. Geoff could hear her flip pages from a small book on her lap. “I can take you every Thursday, would that work out for you?” Geoff was elated that she could see him. “Yes, I can do Thursdays, what time would work for you?” “Well, it’s more about your availability, since I’m open all day long.” Her voice was so calm and soothing; Geoff thought he could listen to her all day long. Too bad that would be expensive! “How about three pm?” he asked her. She told him that was fine, and with that she wrote his name down in her appointment book. “Now, let’s get some issues straight ahead of time. I charge $200 a week, but that’s because I guarantee my results as long as I’m never questioned and you do as I say. Will that be a problem?” Geoff could feel a stir in his pants as she spoke forcefully to him. He thought he would joke with her a bit and test the waters. “What am I getting here, a dominatrix?” There was a pause on her end. “Sir, I have limited time in my schedule, and can have you replaced with a serious client in ten minutes. Perhaps I’m not the person you are looking for.” Geoff’s heart dropped down to his feet in a cold puddle of his icy blood. He coughed into the cell phone’s microphone and quickly apologized. “I’m deeply sorry,” he studdered, “Of course we go by your direction. I won’t make that mistake again. You are the boss!” “That’s better. I will see you on Thursday. Have your first payment ready for me. I will have you arrive at my home. Be prompt.” With that, she hung up on him. Geoff breathed a sigh of relief and chastised himself for being such a dork over the phone. Marcus did warn him, and he didn’t take it seriously. Geoff looked skyward and thanked the Lord that he blessed him with Julia. The rest of his walk went much better, now that he had a renewed spring in his step.

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GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:45:45 PM Rating: 0 G-90X Geoff looked at himself in the mirror and didn’t like what he saw. He turned both right and left, trying to view his body from the sides. Any way he turned, he saw the same thing about himself. He was a good thirty pounds overweight and lost his six-pack abs he used to show off when he was in the army. Disappointed with himself, he decided to take a walk along the beach’s boardwalk and try and get some sort of exercise back into his life. He wasn’t an unattractive guy, just lost what the girls used to drool over about him most. The thought of turning thirty in two weeks with a flabby body started to make him depressed. He sighed and kept walking down the cement walkway. As it turned out, after mile two of his walk, he walked past a rather fit guy who looked familiar to him. He let the man pass, and that’s when it hit him. Marcus, his old army buddy, was that guy! Geoff quickly turned around and shouted out Marcus’ name. The muscular man turned around to see who said his name and saw Geoff standing there. “Geoff, is that you?” he said loud enough to let most people around them hear him. Geoff smiled and shouted out Marcus’ name in response. “Marcus, holy crap, it is you! I thought you were living in Philadelphia. What has you out here in Santa Monica?” They shook hands and came together in the typical one shoulder hug most guys are comfortable doing to another man. “I got transferred for my job. How are you doing, man? It’s been what, seven years now?” “Yeah, I’ve been working out here for a large company doing their IT work. A lot of sitting on a chair, if you know what I mean,” Geoff said, rubbing his paunch for Marcus. “I was just thinking how I lost the body the army gave me. You’re looking fit, though. What’s your secret?” Marcus laughed it off and nodded that he was indeed, fit and tight like a drum. “Yeah, man, ever since I got out here, I’ve been looking to hook myself up with a fitness center or at least a personal trainer.” “Looks like it’s been working for you,” Geoff complimented, “you look like you just got out of the army yesterday.” “Dude,” Marcus admitted, “Not only did I find a great trainer, but she is fine as hell! She’s so hot to look at, and she’ll kick your ass at the same time. I should give you her number.”

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	GTSWriter 10/9/2012 5:45:32 PM Rating: 0 This one is for you, Reddrop7.... Enjoy!
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	GTSWriter 10/7/2012 8:50:47 PM Rating: 0 I agree! This is by far the hottest set of pics yet.
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	GTSWriter 10/5/2012 6:17:58 PM Rating: 0 I whole-heartedly agree with you, Reddrop7. Any other hot ideas rolling around in that head of yours? =)
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	GTSWriter 10/4/2012 3:58:20 PM Rating: 0 How many pushups would it take before he starts to feel her warm juices coating his back because the constant pushing against her labia and clitoris starts to drive her wild?
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	GTSWriter 9/28/2012 4:01:42 PM Rating: 2 This is a VERY hot picture. Very inspirational for a story...
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	GTSWriter 9/14/2012 9:54:37 AM Rating: 0 Very nice image!
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	GTSWriter 9/12/2012 7:43:25 AM Rating: 0 Now that Volume II is done and up on Amazon.com, I've started working on Volume III. This will be one of the first stories in there. The other stories for this new volume will only be available through Amazon Kindle. Be sure to get one and pick this version up as soon as I can go live with it! I'll keep you posted. Enjoy!
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GTSWriter 9/12/2012 7:40:58 AM Rating: 0 Vanessa fished out her remote control and pressed the button to roll back his cell door. With her pink-colored fingernails, she fished Larry from his cell and brought him over the ledge of his floor. He looked down at the fate of the man who called her a bitch earlier and gulped again. Would she so callously toss him to the hard surface too? She raised herself up and looked him over in her hand. Larry was held aloft at least seventy feet in the air. His feet dangled before her while she smiled. “Don’t worry, little one,” she cooed, “I’m not going to drop you unless you give me reason to do so. Are you going to behave for me?” Vanessa asked him. Larry nodded in silence and forced himself to trust her. “Good, because I want to get to know my new prisoners, and you’re first.” She turned and headed toward the big iron door that kept the prisoners secure inside the cell block. The men all cheered and hollered at Larry’s supposed luck. They watched Vanessa’s titanic ass sway as she strutted out the door with Larry in her palm. Either this was Larry’s last day on earth, or maybe he did have the best lawyer after all.

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GTSWriter 9/12/2012 7:40:41 AM Rating: 0 “That’s what you get for being naughty with us. Any questions?” No one dared speak. “Good. Now, we’re not monsters here. We do reward for good behavior too. Speaking of which, Level 5 did an excellent job of cleaning up the cafeteria after last night’s dinner.” As she said this, Vanessa leaned over and pulled down her magenta-colored panties very slowly. All the men on Level 5 went ballistic, yearning to get closer and possibly catch her panties. “Who wants ‘em?” Vanessa teased as she held them up by her face. Larry could see that there was a wet spot in the crotch almost as big as a man. When he inhaled, he could smell the muskiness of her scent on them, and that only made his erection increase in hardness. One man shouted, “Over here!” as he reached out until the unforgiving horizontal bar of his cell dug into his armpit. His cellmates fought alongside him for better position to catch the massive garment if they were so lucky. Vanessa giggled again and tossed the silk panties to the catwalk on Level 5. “Here you go, boys,” she said with a sexy tone. The silken gift lay on the railing of Level 5 with only one corner of her panties within reach of the prisoners. Collectively they lurched for it and pulled it to their cell door. Larry’s heart sank as he watched the sexy cloth fly over his head to the boys above. They were the lucky ones, he thought. The cruel joke was on them, however. Vanessa’s panties were so large in size that the men of Level 5 could not get them through the rectangle opening. Try as they might, the panties wadded up so much that it became useless to pull it inside their cell. They made do by pulling in enough to rub their faces in her underwear just to breathe in her smell. One man even bunched a wad of her panties in his hand and rubbed it along his exposed cock. He quickly came into her thong and stepped back to rest. The panties were pulled like a tug-o-war between the cells, and it made for great entertainment for Vanessa. She watched them scamper and fight for her underwear, and eventually she spoke again. “I am looking for Prisoner Larry Smith of Level 4,” she boomed. Her voice echoed off the cement walls of the prison. The crowd fell silent as they wondered who Larry Smith even was. Larry stepped up to his closed cell door and gulped. What would she want with him? Vanessa bent seductively down again until her eyes could scan the men of Level 4. Those hazel eyes of hers stopped on him, and she studied his features for a minute or so.

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GTSWriter 9/12/2012 7:40:21 AM Rating: 0 The guard had the face of an angel, too. Her skin was flawless and adorned with two cascades of rich, thick brunette hair that framed her perfectly. This hair seemed to flow out from underneath her guard hat. She smiled at the cheers and wolf whistles from the men as she strutted down the walk. Being on the fourth floor, Larry had perfect viewing of her hips swaying past his cell as she moved. Some of the men even pulled out their cocks and rubbed them in their hands when she sauntered by. Larry couldn’t believe what he was seeing. Was this even possible? How could a woman be so huge? Why was no one else in the prison confused by this? Where in the hell was he, anyway? She held a clipboard and took notes of all the men in the cells, as though she was taking roll call. The guard started on the first floor, using her pen to point at each man, as if doing a silent count in her head. She bent over at the waist and shoved her monstrous ass out, which only turned the men into churning riots of lust for her. The giantess then slid her slender hand along her thigh to raise up and start counting level two. So many men, including Larry, even tried to get peeks of her panties and pussy under her skirt. They were too high up, though. Those on Level 3 got a better shot, and they let it be known through more cheers and yells. She only smiled more as she soaked in the attention. By the time she was done counting the prisoners, they had become so loud that eventually she barked a command to be quiet. They quickly appeased her and fell silent. No one even tried to reach their hands out anymore, but politely gripped the vertical bars and wait for her next command. Larry had never witnessed anything like her before. “For those of you who are new, my name is Vanessa, the head guard. You will do well to pay attention to us, do as we say, and respect my other guards. Do that, and you will be rewarded. Disobey me or my girls, and you will be punished. Remember that you now belong to Giantess Springs Prison. Society doesn’t want you anymore, so we can do with you as we please, no questions asked.” Someone on Level 7 cut her off. “What the fuck are you talking about, bitch?” Some black man apparently thought he could say what he wanted, when he wanted. Vanessa casually found her remote control and clicked the door lock to his cell. The door slid open and his cell mates ran to the back wall. The tough guy who shouted out started walking out as if he owned the place. Vanessa reached in and picked him up. She held him aloft to make an example out of him. “There is always one in every new crop that comes into Giantess Springs Prison.” She held him up so high that he must have been close to forty feet above the cement floor. His little legs pumped in the air fruitlessly, and it only made Vanessa giggle at his futile attempt. “Gentlemen, this is what happens when you don’t respect the ladies of Giantess Springs.” She tossed him in the air gently and watched as his frantic body fell past her lovely body. All of the men in the cells watched their fellow prisoner fall to his death below at her heels. He landed with a watery splat and lay there lifeless. Gasps from the new prisoners, including Larry, could be heard throughout the hall.

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GTSWriter 9/12/2012 7:40:06 AM Rating: 0 Getting Off on Good Behavior When Larry awoke, he was already in his prison cell. He didn’t remember being transported from the county jail, and he had no recollection of the bus ride to Giantess Springs Maximum Security Correctional Facility. All he remembered was being sent up the river by Judge Wilson for his five counts of bank robbery and seven counts of identity theft. His lawyer promised he would do minimal time at a minimum security resort prison, but obviously he hired the wrong lawyer. His cell was like all the others. Dank, cramped, and gray in color. The walls were painted light gray and his cell bars were coated in a dark gray. The only color he saw that wasn’t gray had been the orange jumpers he and all the other prisoners wore. Larry sighed and rested his head on the small pillow on his bunk. Larry could hear the other prisoners milling about in their cells, some talking loud to other cells down the row, while others snored loudly. He got up and took in his surroundings to the best of his ability. His cell was on the fourth floor of nine total levels. He had to admit, he’d never been in a lock-up this tall before. Larry craned his head upward and saw that a long skylight let the day’s sun beat down to the cement floor below. The cells across from the vast canyon that separated them were filled with prisoners too, all slumped on the cell bars. One thing he noted in his exploration of the prison was that there were no guards visible. Funny, he thought, there should be at least some prisoners walking around, holding a shotgun or baton at the very least. Why weren’t the prisoners being watched more carefully? Were they that certain of their prison that they didn’t have to worry about breakouts? His answer came soon enough. A massive metal door creaked open from the far left wall of the humungous corridor. Before Larry knew what was going on, the place erupted with hoots and hollars, while others were banging their metal cups against the bars. Larry thought the men seemed more like panting dogs than society’s lowest level of humanity. What was the big hub-bub? When the door stopped opening up, a single guard stepped through the doorway. A female guard. A TALL female guard. This giantess in dark blue uniform entered the prison cell block and made all the men go crazy. She wore black shiny high heels that Larry felt he could slip his entire body into if given the chance. Her toned legs were bare, and the twin towers led up into a high cut skirt. The tight material smoothed over her fine ass, even if it was an ass the size of Larry’s apartment living room. For her size, the giantess guard had a slim waist which gave way to two massive, gorgeous breasts pushing against a button down white uniform blouse. They looked to be soft, warm, and inviting. Larry began to get hard in his orange jumper and saw that many of the men in the prison had the same automatic response.

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	GTSWriter 9/2/2012 8:09:09 AM Rating: 0 Whatever Leonard, Sheldon, Raj, and Wolowitz were up to seems to be working. Keep it up, guys!
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	GTSWriter 8/28/2012 7:27:56 PM Rating: 0 She IS hot!
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	GTSWriter 8/24/2012 6:52:13 AM Rating: 0 Gives new meaning to "planting your man seed." ;-)
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	GTSWriter 8/8/2012 1:04:39 PM Rating: 0 Thanks, Reddrop7. One can only take cartoons for so long. lol
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	GTSWriter 7/10/2012 12:19:05 PM Rating: 0 I second that, Reddrop7!
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GTSWriter 7/5/2012 3:32:03 PM Rating: 0 Destiny laughed at his threat and stood over him. “And who’s going to show me? You and what army?” Allen came up to just half the height of her supple calves. He was certainly in no condition to demand anything from Destiny. He held out his cock and told her to suck it. She responded with a soft kick to his puny body, sending him sprawling across the floor. Getting up, he was now visibly angry with her. “OK, you overgrown cuntbag, show me what you do with ‘dildos’ like me.” Clearly his drunken state didn’t show him just how much trouble he was in. Destiny picked his naked body up with her right hand and held him firm. “You got it, buster,” Destiny sat back on the stool, lifted her legs up high so that her knees almost touched her big chest, and secured her left leg in place by putting her hand behind her knee. She manhandled poor Allen with her other hand until she cupped him between her fingers and gripped him hard. Allen screamed with pain, but she didn’t care. It was time to show this prick a thing or two. “OK, dildo, time to do your job.” Destiny pushed his tiny head into the folds of her pussy, not caring if it hurt him or not. Allen took in gulping breaths of her pussy juice instead of air. He coughed inside her pussy as she jammed him deep into her sex. Destiny started to like this, and threw her head back to bring herself to orgasm. Allen, on the other hand, saw a distorted view of the room in flashing sessions of light and dark. Destiny plunged him over and over again into her soaking pussy, feeling him struggle in her grip and between her soft, silky lips. The feeling was overpowering for the goddess stripper. She could feel her orgasm building inside her. Allen was wet and lubed enough to be stuck halfway into her vagina, so she stroked him hard and deep until she crossed the pleasure barrier. Lightning cracked behind her eyelids as she came. Destiny moaned out loud and writhed on the stool. The resulting action caused her strong vaginal muscles to snap Allen’s neck in three places. His body went limp like a rag doll in her hand. She didn’t care. She shoved Allen into her over and over until she got off completely. By the time she recovered from her personal pleasure, he was dead. Pulling him out of her, she held him up and examined her work on his frail body. Allen’s right arm was almost completely torn off as it dangled down by his unresponsive head. His legs doubled over like a dog’s chew toy and he slumped in any direction she turned him. Satisfied that Allen was fully dead, Destiny picked up her things and headed back out her doorway. Once in the back hallway with the other peep show girls, she showed them the remains of the asshole customer who wouldn’t take her threats seriously. “Another one, huh?” asked one girl about to go on stage. “Yep, he just wouldn’t listen to me,” Destiny casually said. Making her way to the back door of the bookstore, she opened the metal rusty door and tossed Allen’s worthless body into the tall weeds. Closing the door and locking it once more, she left Allen to his final resting place. The woodland creatures would eventually smell his rotting corpse back there and make off with his remains. That would be the last anyone needed to see of Allen.

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GTSWriter 7/5/2012 3:31:53 PM Rating: 0 Peep Show Allen was a sleaze, let’s be honest about this. He wasn’t liked at work, he drank and smoked too much, and used his paychecks at the adult bookstore/peep shows instead of paying rent and bills. He loved to look at naked women and treat them like crap. More often than not, Allen had been thrown out of most of the topless bars in town because he couldn’t keep his hands off the girls or talk nice to them. That’s why he ended up at Alley Cat’s Adult Bookstore in the lower east side of town. He perused the magazine collection and didn’t find what he needed. Even the DVD assortment didn’t do anything for him that night. Finally, Allen decided to get off with a real person, so he slipped into one of the pay booths and popped a twenty dollar bill into the slot. Allen waited in total darkness until the door slid up and showed him a metal stool sitting in the middle of the booth. From behind a hidden door, a very pretty girl who went by the name Destiny came out and paraded around, showing off her wonderful assets. Allen grunted his approval and pulled out his cock to get it excited. “Yeah, take it all off, bitch,” he said aloud to her. Destiny tried not to let his slur cut into her self-worth, and kept dancing for her twenty dollar bill. She put her hands on the stool, shook her ass in his direction, all the while taking off her top. Once that had been discarded, she slowly slipped out of her school girl plaid skirt while twiddling with her twin pony tails. Allen yanked on his erection and demanded that she cut with the act and get to the good stuff, meaning show him her pussy and start playing with it. Destiny frowned at his insults and warned him that if he didn’t behave, she’d take care of him justly. Allen laughed her off, saying that she couldn’t handle what he could give her. “Just be the twat you are and dildo your cunt, bitch,” he said, slurring his drunken speech. Destiny had about all she was going to take with her customer. “Listen asshole,” she said through the microphone into his side of the peep show booth. “Say that one more time, and I’ll show you what I do with dildos like you.” Allen laughed at her one more time and demanded that she prove it. Destiny, trying to stay calm, pressed a button on the side of her booth which silently locked the door behind him. Another button she pressed opened a doorway from his darkened chamber into her side. “Come on in here and I’ll show you what you need, jerk,” she said over the tinny voice box on the wall. Allen picked up his pants and waddled through the doorway, expecting to slap her around and perhaps force his way into her to show her just who’s boss in the bookstore. He stepped into the doorway and found it was actually a long hallway colored in a sickly yellow paint. The black lights that illuminated his path made him sick to his stomach, but he soldiered on, down the long hallway. Along the way, he started feeling funny, and his clothing didn’t fit him anymore. Drunk as he was, he decided perhaps where he was going; he wouldn’t need his jacket anymore. His shirt nearly fell off his body too, so he deposited that on the hallway floor too and continued to stumble toward Destiny. Now his pants fell to his ankles too, and in a fit of rage, Allen stepped out of them and drunkenly held his prick in his hand, shouting to Destiny that the biggest cock she’d ever faced was about to be shoved into her ‘dirty hole.’ By the time Allen approached the second entry way into Destiny’s side of the booth, the doorway was much taller than he was. He stepped through and saw an enormous room instead of a tight booth for Destiny’s dancing. The walls had to be over fifty feet tall in corrugated tin with a diamond-pattern metal floor. The stool she sat on towered over him too, roughly twenty five feet tall with stool legs thicker than telephone poles. The most amazing aspect of the room, to Allen, was that Destiny herself sat on the stool comfortably in her nudity, wearing only sheer pantyhose, pure white bobby socks, and her twin ponytails. She looked down at him mockingly giggling at his new condition. “What the hell is going on?” he demanded. “How in the hell did you get to be so damn big? God you’re a big bitch,” he noted, swaying between each side of the doorway. Destiny turned to face him and placed her cotton socked-feet on either side of him. She sat on the edge of the stool, allowing him a grand view of her shaven pussy sitting in the hole of her crotchless hose. Her figure was heavenly to someone who would appreciate a beautiful woman, but for Allen, she was a towering Amazon whore who needed to be put over his knee and shown who’s boss.

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	GTSWriter 7/5/2012 8:34:19 AM Rating: 0 Thanks, guys! Normally I'm not into vore, but I thought I'd write this one for all of you who do enjoy it.
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GTSWriter 7/5/2012 8:02:23 AM Rating: 0 It was supposed to be a good idea, but in the end, no girl would get him off the way he wanted. With some ladies he even went limp in their mouth. That’s when Carla walked in on him. “Am I disturbing you, Rico?” she asked. Carla came out of nowhere, literally. She hadn’t starred in any of Rico’s vast porn movie history that he could remember. He studied her beautiful body, wracking his brain trying to remember her. Nothing sparked his memory. She smiled and stood at the doorway, leaning against his closed door and smiling seductively at him. “Do I know you?” he asked. “Nope. I’m not in the porn industry, but I’m a big fan of your work.” She licked her lips and took off her top. Her big tits fell free with protruding nipples from large areolas. They looked so inviting on her tall body. Carla had to be well over six feet tall with a perfect hourglass figure. Her long dark brown hair and tanned skin gave her an exotic look. Carla walked slowly to Rico and slowly undressed herself. By the time she stood over his seated position, she was totally nude and so inviting. However, Rico’s cock was still aching which killed his interest. “Look, I’m sure you’re a nice girl and all, but I think I’m done for the night. Why don’t you…” she cut him off. “Uh uh,” she said, waving her finger in front of his face. “You don’t offer up a contest like that and not let me have my turn. Trust me, I’m different.” Rico was very in shape for his mid-thirties age, but only stood five foot, nine inches tall. Carla towered over him and looked like she meant business. She pushed him back onto the white bedspread and started crawling after him on her hands and knees. She looked like a hungry tigress about to take her prey down. Rico stood up on his bed and looked at her. “Look, I don’t know if I have the strength or stamina for this. You gotta know I just had about twenty other women suck me off before you. Even I have my limits.” His plea fell on deaf ears. “Take your pants down, lover,” she purred. Rico didn’t wear a shirt, but had on white pants and matching white loafers. He unbuckled the belt and let the trousers fall to mid-thigh. His big cock fell out and dangled before Carla’s face. She whipped her hair over her right shoulder and smiled wide back at him. Suddenly she began to grow right before his very eyes. Carla expanded in all directions, until she stopped at roughly twenty feet in length. Still on hands and knees, she had to lean down somewhat to be level with his long flaccid cock. Her ass curved outward and flared out nicely as she widened her knees. Rico couldn’t believe what he saw. “Who the fuck are you?” he demanded. His answer simply came in the form of Carla swallowing his cock whole in her mouth. She even extended her tongue out and collected his balls. Her nose bumped into his defined six pack abs when she sucked him back and forth along his length. Rico just stood there, looking down at her experienced mouth sucking him off and still amazed at how she could grow her body to that of a mini giantess. Popping out his cock with a noisy slurp, she moaned while looking up at him. “I’m all the woman you need, aren’t I?” she cooed. Waiting for his answer, she licked the underside of his erection and eyed him with her dazzling green eyes. Rico could only nod. If this were a dream, he didn’t want to wake up. Carla placed her right hand by his feet and continued to suck him entirely in her large mouth. Rico moaned and pumped her face. He even lost his hands in her thick dark tresses, using her head to keep him steady on the very forgiving mattress he stood upon. The door to his bedroom opened with Steve sticking his head in to see if Rico was with anybody. He was rewarded with a view of the biggest pussy and ass on a gorgeous girl he’d ever seen. He saw Carla’s shaven sex dripping with juices while she sucked him off as he stood on his bed. Startled, he apologized to Rico and quickly shut the door again. Carla never lost a step. She lapped at his handing ball sac and pulled at his member with her suction. The feeling she gave him soon had his balls boiling with fresh semen. With her left hand, she cupped his little ass to her tightly and sucked the semen from him. Rico shouted out his orgasm and shot his heavy load into her mouth. She drank it down easily and kept sucking on him until it went completely limp on her tongue. He fell back onto the mattress, landing in the six pillows he kept at the head of his bed. Carla laughed and wiped her chin off of the excess cum that landed there. She knelt above him on her knees, keeping her giantess size intact. She held her big round breasts in her hands and squeezed at the puffy nipples in her fingers. “Well, lover, did I win your contest?” Rico moaned and nodded with a huge smile on his face. “You get it all, babe! That was wonderful. How in the world,” he panted, “did you get so big? How do you do that?” Carla smiled and waved her finger at him again. “Uh uh, some things you don’t ask a woman. You don’t ask her age, her weight, and in my case, about my growing secret. That will remain just between us.” Carla leaned over her spent lover and kissed his body up and down with her Amazon-sized lips. They felt so good on his skin, Rico couldn’t help but promise to keep her size-changing a deep secret.

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GTSWriter 7/5/2012 8:02:11 AM Rating: 0 The Blowjob Contest Rico stood there as his cock dripped out the last of his semen when the blonde actress he was working with sucked him off. She licked off his white cream from her face and looked into the camera as though it was the greatest nectar she’d ever drank down her throat. “Cut!” the director yelled and the cameras stopped rolling. Rico was a porn actor in the latest movie shot by G. Terry Simmons Productions in the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles. “That’s a wrap for today. We’ll pick up with the nurse scene tomorrow everyone. Good work!” People began milling about, cleaning up the set and tearing down the furniture. Rico wiped himself clean and pulled up his pants, about to head to his car and drive home. One of his coworkers, another actor named Steve, walked up to him. “What’s the matter, Rico, I thought you did well today,” he said to cheer Rico up. “Besides, that blonde you facefucked was hot!” Rico snickered and kept walking. “I don’t know, man, it seems like lately no one can really get me off anymore. Hell, Cindy back there felt like a pencil sharpener. She doesn’t know how to suck a guy off at all. She should stick to just getting fucked between her big tits.” “What are you saying, man?” Steve asked. “No one in this town can give a decent blowjob anymore. I challenge any actress in the industry to give me a mind blowing suck that I’ll never forget. Hell, I’ll even give her my pay from this movie if she’s that good.” Steve had an idea when he heard that. “Really, you would do that?” he inquired. Rico shook his head yes and opened the door of his sports car. “Yeah, I’ll offer up a contest. Invite as many to my house this Saturday night. The best girl, if there even is one, can have what I make off this latest movie if she’s that good.” Steve smiled and started making calls on his cell phone. Rico drove away and headed home for a shower. That Saturday night, Rico prepared his home for one hell of a summertime party. Catered food had been set up in the dining room, plush pillows and blankets were scattered throughout the house in hopes of a giant sex party, and music played from his stereo that pumped all throughout the house. Soon enough, the doorbell kept ringing with new guests arriving. All told, over two hundred of the porn industry’s finest women stepped through his doorway and quickly got their drink on. Rico also invited over fifty of his best male friends too, to help get the girls in the right mood. Steve stood up and got their attention out by Rico’s pool in the back yard, as he clinked his champagne glass with a spoon. “To all the ladies present tonight, we have a special contest for you. Those willing, we are offering up a challenge for you. Rico here, our beloved host, wants to know which one of you sexy little sluts can give the best blowjob in the industry. He’s even willing to offer up his pay from the latest movie he’s starring in. Each girl will be given thirty seconds to suck him off. If you are waved off, don’t take it personally, just let the next girl have her shot at him. Rico will determine the winner at the end of the night. Guys, you’re more than welcome to help let the girls get in some good practice!” The crowd cheered and soon clothing became draped over anything that would hold it up. The girls all cheered and raised their glasses, thinking of how they could add his thousands to their bank accounts. Rico selected girl after girl to start the competition. The other multitudes of women either grabbed a guy to suck him off or began Sapphic trysts to rev up their sexual engines. Rico took in the first girl, Ivory, to his bedroom. She pulled out his ten inch cock and gave it her best. The little girl couldn’t take his full length, so she played with his bulbous cockhead. After thirty seconds, she was sent back out into the party. The next girl had good technique, but lacked any inventiveness that Rico thought would make her a winner. She too was cast back into the party. Girl after sexy girl entered and left his bedroom all night long. Rico started to feel raw on his abused cock, so he sat on the edge of his bed with a bag of ice on his penis and hung his head in his hand due to frustration.

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	GTSWriter 7/4/2012 3:51:43 PM Rating: 0 Absolutely! =)
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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 3:45:01 PM Rating: 0 “The food falls down the throat and into the esophagus. Food then enters the stomach through the tight space of the cardia. There, you’ll experience a healthy wash of hydrochloric acid. That’s used to help break you down so I can get more nutrients from your body.” Alex thought he heard words in her presentation like “you” and “your.” What did this professor have in mind? “Once your body is done dissolving in my stomach,” she continued, further lowering his body in her hand, “It will pass into the duodenum and into the small intestines. Millions of cilia will further break you down. If you’re broken down enough, I’ll just pass you out of my body as urine, but if there are chunks of you left, know that you’ll enter my large intestine where you’ll clump up with other food I’ve eaten and become feces. What’s left of that will then be extruded out of my anus into the toilet where I found your grade for the semester.” Alex was finally lowered beneath Miss Tanner’s monstrous, but delicious-looking ass. “What are you saying?” he said, barely audible by Miss Tanner’s ears. “I’m saying that your field trip is about to begin.” She brought little Alex up to her mouth again and popped him inside, whole. Instead of chewing his body between her ivory teeth, she used her strong tongue muscle to push him helplessly to the back of her mouth. The throat muscles there took over and swallowed Alex down her gullet. The rush of falling through the silky, acidic tube of her esophagus scared Alex like nothing else. Quickly he was deposited inside her humid, constricting stomach. He sat in a pool of hydrochloric acid and pushed away chunks of her chicken salad sandwich she ate previously. It was dark, hot, and the acid burned at his skin from all over. After what seemed to be an eternity of darkened acidic hell, Alex became pushed through the bottom hole of her stomach into the small intestines. His face was rubbing against the cilia-covered pliable wall of her intestines as he slid back and forth through her long digestive tunnel. He clawed his way through, and eventually became deposited into her large intestine. Needless to say, it stunk of methane gas and fecal matter everywhere. The powerful muscles that pushed her food along eventually shoved Alex up against dung set to be expelled. Alex soon felt Miss Tanner’s body walking somewhere, and then a rush as her body fell and pounded against something hard, as though she sat down. Now more muscles pushed on him hard, moving feces all around his writhing body without concern for him at all. He felt himself shoved lower and lower until the slightest bit of light entered his steamy hot tunnel. The dung at his feet fell away, and sweet release allowed his legs to swing freely. Alex discovered he was now halfway pushed out of her puckered asshole. My God, he thought, I’m being shit out of her ass! Meanwhile, Miss Tanner stood over the toilet bowl in her bathroom and looked over her shoulder. She could feel Alex wriggling in her butt, about to be dropped into the pool of toilet water below. She thought he had his head up his ass long enough, and time for him to have his head up hers for a change! With one more push, she expelled her student from her tight pink asshole and into the toilet. Alex dropped what seemed to be twenty feet into the splashing water below. When he surfaced, he floated among three other logs of her shit and a yellowing swirl of urine. He looked up as her ass rose off the toilet bowl. He witnessed her wiping her ass with toilet paper and tossing it onto his head. The paper, soiled with her shit, quickly absorbed the toilet water and stuck to his tiny body. With his last cry for help unheard, Alex listened to the sound of the plunger pushed down and the beginning of the whirlpool around him. Alex suddenly woke from his daydream and found himself Miss Tanner’s class. Apparently he yelled out something highly embarrassing in his sleep, which made the class erupt with laughter. “Please don’t flush me down the toilet, Miss Tanner!” became repeated by everyone who heard it as they laughed at his expense. “Alex!” Miss Tanner called out. “Do pay attention; this information will be on the mid-term. I don’t want any more outbursts from you. See me after class!” Oh God, he thought, not that hell all over again!

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 3:44:51 PM Rating: 2 Field Trip Alex sat in Miss Tanner’s class, otherwise known as 4th year Human Biology. He, like many of the other guys in class, was bored with her lecture, but paid total attention to her body. You see, Miss Tanner was three years out of college herself and strikingly beautiful. Her platinum blonde hair wisked around on her shoulders when she talked, and the contrast of her light colored hair and deep tanned skin made her irresistible among the male students in her class. Her recent lecture was on the human digestive system. She went on with her speech, using frame after frame from her PowerPoint presentation. The women of her class dutifully took notes, but none of the guys ever raised a pen to paper. They were more concerned with raising their pants underneath the desk surfaces. Alex sat in front and eyed her features carefully. He studied her womanly figure and wished he could learn a thing or two about her reproductive system. Alex clearly had the biggest crush on his teacher of any student she’d had since teaching at the city’s college. “Alex!” Miss Tanner called out. “Do pay attention; this information will be on the mid-term.” The sudden sharp sound of his name echoing through the classroom jolted Alex from his daydream. “I want to see you after class,” she said sternly. The other guys snickered at that, but picked up their pens and started taking notes. Alex slumped in his chair. As much as he adored his hot professor, he still wanted to hit the park beach with his friends afterwards. Who knew how long it would take her to deal with him now. When the bell rang, the other students quickly assembled their backpacks and headed for the door. Alex slowly got his things together and walked up to Miss Tanner’s desk at the front of the classroom. “You wanted to see me?” he asked. “Yes. I have been watching your grade slip in my classroom, and noticed you leering at me every time we meet. I know you have a crush on me, but I want you to know what I have to teach as well.” She walked to the classroom door and closed it, since she didn’t expect anyone else to use her classroom for the rest of the day. She sauntered back to Alex and stood before him. Slowly straightening his collar with her French-manicured fingers, she lingered at his neckline and looked into his eyes. “I think you and I need to take a field trip together so you get a better idea of the human digestive system. Will you join me?” Alex couldn’t believe his ears! “Of course!” he said, jumping at the chance. His buddies would have to go swimming without him. “Good, let’s take my car,” she said, gathering her purse and teacher’s briefcase. She fished out a small tin of mints and handed one to Alex. “Please, if you don’t mind, take one of these. You’ll thank me later,” she said. Alex didn’t miss a beat and swallowed the tiny white tablet. They walked to her car together and Miss Tanner waited out the effects of the pill she gave him. On the way to her house, Miss Tanner watched Alex from the driver’s seat. Soon enough the effects took over his body. Alex found his clothing start to sag on his small frame. The seat belt that strapped him in place felt useless now, seeing that he shrank to the size of a small child. Miss Tanner extended her right hand and soothingly stroked his head as Alex shrunk and shrunk before her. By the time it was over, Alex was roughly two inches tall, sitting in the vastness of her passenger seat. Miss Tanner pulled into her driveway and shut off the engine. Without hesitation, she collected little Alex in her fingers and picked him up with ease. He squirmed in her grasp and yelled such a high pitch that she could barely hear him. Miss Tanner then opened the door to her house and set her things down. She tucked poor little Alex in her bra and let him writhe around on her massive tit while she took off her high heels and pulled off her stockings. It felt good to her as she rubbed the bottoms of her feet on the plush shag carpet. After a much needed stretch, Miss Tanner then took off her blouse, her skirt, and shook her hair loose of the pony tail. The only stitch of clothing she had on now was her bra, since it held Alex in place. She fished him out and set him on the coffee table in her living room. Standing up, she towered over his cowering body and discarded her bra to the matching chair of her chair/sofa set. Miss Tanner was completely nude now, standing over Alex and watching his reaction. “Now,” she spoke, “about the human digestive system. It starts with the mouth, the teeth, and the tongue. Using all three, coupled with saliva, it breaks down food so it’s easier to swallow.” She picked up the frightened student and held him within inches of her full lips. She then slowly lowered his body to her throat and past her ample bosom.

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	GTSWriter 7/4/2012 2:51:22 PM Rating: 2 I thought the same thing! I'd love to be in his position.
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	GTSWriter 7/4/2012 2:50:20 PM Rating: 0 Thank you! It's fun to branch out now and again.
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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 2:49:41 PM Rating: 0 Scent of a Giantess Maria entered the chamber that contained her captured tiny human. He knelt in a subservient position on his aching knees with his hands bound behind him at the wrists. His head drooped forward and his face was a picture of agony. She walked over to him and stood over his crumpled body with indifference. Naked herself, she thought the best way to train the humans was the connection of touch. Clothing hampered her ability to break their spirits, as she knew the men of their race were obsessed with a woman’s nudity. Become nude yourself, and you command their attention, was her motto. “Look up at me,” she said in a firm tone. He did, even though his muscles burned with aches. “That’s a good little man. Like what you see?” He made no move either way. “Am I not a picture of desire for you? I am your alpha and your omega. Whatever I want, you will do. Whatever I desire, you will make happen for me. Do you agree?” Finally the little bound human man nodded. “Very good,” she purred, stroking his back with her bare foot. He could smell the sweaty odor from her sole and feel the callous she formed on the ball of her foot. Maria then lay down on the white floor and raised her right knee high off the ground. Her foot rested on her toes and the result became a view the captive human slave would come to know intimately for the rest of his life. Maria parted her legs and showed him her heavenly vagina, a perfect flower growing out of a wiry pubic patch of hair. “Do you like what you see?” she asked. The slave man nodded again, this time not able to hide his growing erection. “Yes, of course you do. All men like a woman’s vagina. What do you smell?” she asked. The bound slave before her spoke in his little voice, “I smell your pussy growing with fluid. I smell your sex,” he said. Maria smiled and smoothed her hand over her thigh in appreciation. “Yes, yes you do. Know my scent, for it is what will bond us together. Many of my sisters have a similar smell, but you must be able to know mine fluently. I should be able to call to you by stroking myself off. The resulting aroma will be your calling. I want your puny cock hard every time you smell it. Come closer to me.” She emphasized her serious command by using the heel of her right foot to push him toward her. Trapping him forward, she applied pressure to his ass and lower back with her heel and watched him touch his face to her lips. Wanting to nibble and suck at her lips, she warned him not to. “You do not deserve to taste me yet. Your job is to appreciate the goddess before you and please her by rubbing yourself on my clit. Do so, now.” On that command, he found himself tossing the top of his head back and forth over her full lips and budding clitoris. He winced in great pain, since he longed to rest and eat something, but knew such requests would either go unheeded or with great punishment. He kept his mouth shut and continued to massage her labia with his head. Maria helped him along by sliding two fingers over her sensitive clit until she came. The giantess spewed forth a puddle of creamy juice which pooled around the poor little man’s knees and toes. She sat up and allowed him over a minute to slurp up as much cream into his mouth as he could. Like a beaten dog, the little human man lapped at the white floor with his tongue, drinking down her ejaculate. She stood up again, brushed herself off, and looked down at her pet human. “That’s all we’ll have for today. Kneel before me and thank me for my benevolence. Tomorrow I’ll teach you how to properly bathe my body. I hope you know how to swim.” When she felt he’d had enough, Maria turned and pounded across the smooth floor with her massive feet until she reached the doorway. Maria turned off the lights and bathed him in darkness as the door closed. How much more “training” he would have to endure was completely up to her. He was her new pet, and he must be trained. He lay on his side and passed out in exhaustion. Such was the life of a tiny man before his giantess. At least he now knew the scent of a giantess.

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 2:21:01 PM Rating: 0 “I’ve always had the fantasy to cum in your ass, Ellen,” he said while panting and pumping her hard. “Do it!” she pleaded. “Cum in my big sexy ass! You are so hot to me right now.” Ellen helped him get better penetration by putting her hands behind his little ass and pulling him in deeper. Soon his balls squeezed out what remained inside as he unloaded jet after jet of his creamy sauce into her. Connor draped his limp body over her open flower and across her pubic bone while he rested. Ellen squeezed out his limp cock from her ass and pulled him up to lay on her chest. She had average sized breasts before, but to this new vantage point, Connor thought they were massive. He suckled one nipple in his mouth while reaching over and palming her other one. Ellen held him to her chest and purred, drifting off to sleep. Connor lay there, feeling the cold metal of the ring on his back. He wondered about its powers, but eventually thanked it for giving him a new perspective of making love to his beautiful wife. Wherever her dead grandmother lay now, he silently prayed for her and thanked her as well. That ring made Ellen the most desirable woman he’d ever know and love.

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 2:20:50 PM Rating: 0 I’m Still Your Wife Connor stepped through the doorway to his home and called for his wife. Ellen was upstairs putting away laundry when she heard his voice. Coming downstairs, she kissed him sweetly and asked what the reason he called for her was. Connor held out a brown paper package that arrived with her name on it. “I don’t know, this just arrived for you. It looks like it’s from your grandmother in Ireland.” He handed off the small wrapped package and sat at the kitchen table to watch her open it. Ellen sat down too and examined the small box. “I don’t understand,” she started off saying, “grandmother died almost six months ago. Why do you suppose this showed up now?” She looked back at Connor for an answer. “Who really knows. Either it got lost in the mail, or her estate was finally settled and this is what you got in some inheritance. At any rate, open it up and let’s see what she sent you.” He smiled reassuringly at her and held her arm while Ellen tore at the paper. The medium brown paper fell away and inside was a small black wooden box. Ellen cracked it open and found it to be a ring box. However, the ring inside was not a wedding ring, even though she complimented her grandmother on it over a year ago when the two last visited the Emerald Isle. Ellen found a note attached with her grandmother’s handwriting. “Dearest Ellen, I’m writing to you before things with me health grow any worse. I know you found me wedding ring to be something to admire, but I thought this might serve you better. It’s been in the Donnell family for centuries and will help keep your marriage vibrant. Love, Grandmother Donnell.” Ellen pulled out a ring with an amber stone in the center. It had no other adornments to it, and to be quite honest looked rather plain. Ellen studied it while Connor reread the note. “Why would she send you a ring like this?” he asked her. “I have no idea,” she responded and tried to put it on her ring finger. The ring itself was too loose for her slender finger, so she kept trying other fingers until one fit. As it turned out, her right index finger took the ring perfectly. Suddenly, Ellen became warm and dizzy. Connor looked at his beautiful blonde wife and watched her reaction. Soon he heard the clothing on her body begin to tear at the seams as well as weak areas in the fabric itself. Ellen’s feet pushed hard at Connor’s chair, and that’s when he realized his wife was growing in size right before his eyes. Her breasts popped free of her cotton shirt and her hips blew out the skimpy shorts she put on that morning. Soon after, her panties shredded as well and fell to the kitchen floor in scraps. Connor looked at his naked wife as she became fifteen feet tall within the span of ten minutes. She stopped growing and looked down at her husband. “What the hell just happened?” she demanded. Connor didn’t have an answer for her. She held out her ring, which at this point wouldn’t come free from her finger under any strength or pressure. Connor gave up trying and let go. The second he did, he himself began feeling warm and dizzy. Instead of growing, however, he felt himself drowning in his shirt and pants. The absolute reverse happened to him, and he dropped inches from his full height. His body stopped shrinking when he stood no taller than two feet, ten inches tall. He stepped out of from the pile of clothing around him and looked up at his naked wife, now nude as well. The couple did their best to make sense of it all, and gave up after thirty minutes of frustrated arguments. Connor stepped over and hugged Ellen by her rib cage, nuzzling into the softness of her left breast. It hung heavy on the top of his head, but felt warm and comforting too. Ellen patted his naked backside with her enlarged hand and held him firm to her big frame. “What are we going to do?” she asked suddenly. “I don’t know, but we’ll think of something,” he answered. “I have an old friend who works for the university in the science department. Perhaps they can help us.” Ellen accepted his offer and picked up Connor to hold him closer. He looked more like her child than her husband. They spent the evening examining each other thoroughly, trying to find anything more abnormal other than their new sizes. Apart from being 50% larger or smaller than before, they were fine. Connor suggested they get some sleep, so he helped maneuver Ellen down the hallway and snaked her big body through the bedroom door. She lay on their bed and felt the mattress give way until the box spring lay fully on the carpeted floor. She apologized and beckoned Connor to join her. He crawled up the side of the mattress and sat beside her. Despite being fifteen feet tall, she was still gorgeous to her. Everything he loved about her sexy body was so much larger now. That included her tight vagina he enjoyed fucking almost daily. Now, at his new smaller size, his cock was no match for her entrance. The ring glowed amber again, however not changing Ellen’s size. If it did anything, it made her very horny and in doing so, she absently raised her legs in the air and crossed her ankles in Connor’s direction. He sat on the bed and looked at her lovely pussy, but dejected in that he knew he couldn’t service her like normal. “Baby,” she said softly, “I’m still your wife. Please don’t let this condition ruin our sex life. I still want you. Hell, I want you more now than ever before! Please come to me and eat me out like you do. I need it so badly.” Ellen caressed her legs lovingly and held her pussy lips open for her husband. Connor smelled her sweet scent and leaned over. Diving his face in, he became enveloped in her lips and drank her flow. Ellen tasted like pure sweet honey, so he planted his palms on her ample ass cheeks and opened his mouth wide. Her cream deposited into his mouth as he began swallowing. Climax after electric climax followed, and Ellen screamed his name so loud she rattled the windows. Connor shoved his entire head into her pussy canal and shook it violently for her. Ellen felt that and came immediately, soaking his hair with her juices. “My God, your cock never filled my pussy that thick before. I loved it, baby. Lick up my pussy, please.” She held herself open and demanded that Connor drink her clean. He did just that while pushing his fist into her asshole below. The combination of his tiny mouth on her swollen lips and his hard intrusion into her back door sent her over the edge yet again. Calming down, Ellen opened her legs again, seeing him framed between her much larger thighs. Ellen then scooted her ass higher off the mattress for Connor. It allowed him to grease up his cock with her vaginal juices and slide into her ass nicely. He sank in deep and braced himself on the backs of her thighs. They looked at each other longingly while he pumped her butt.

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 12:55:42 PM Rating: 2 Her body held me against the wall about two feet off the ground. Vivian pushed her chest into my groin and abdomen and lifted her left leg. My left foot found its way to her pubic mound where she started to hump my shin against her clitoris. I sighed loudly since her body weight pushed the air from my lungs. I thought I was going to pass out right there in her embrace! Even my hard cock became pushed between her soft breasts while Vivian panted and drove herself hard against me. Feeling my erection warm against her boobs, Vivian pressed closer still and bobbed her body up and down on me. The friction of my cock caught between me, her tits, and her breast bone caused my first ejaculation. My sperm shot out and coated her cleavage and I felt Vivian moan as well as heard her cries. “Ooooh yes baby, that’s a good little boy.” Vivian pulled me off the wall and cradled me like a child in her arms as she walked us back to my bedroom. I milked your cock good, and now you’re going to make me release too. She lay me down on the now huge bed of mine and straddled my body. She turned herself around and settled that big ass right onto my face. If not for the little triangle formed from her ass crack, I’d have had no chance at breathing as she sat on my face. I sucked at her lips through her satiny thong and tasted her juices for the first time. Vivian moaned out my name and kept rocking her hips on my head. Reaching down, she took my small limp cock in her hand and expertly roused me out of my flaccid state. Once hard again, she used two fingers to stroke me off and even spit on my cock to create lubricant. She even reached back at one point and pulled her panty thong out of her butt crack and pulled it around the back of my head. Now I became strapped to her pussy lips, so I gave it to her in earnest. I guess you could say I ‘motorboated’ her pussy lips until I felt her erupt on me again. Vivian crawled off me and looked down at my soaked condition. She laughed and straddled me again, this time sinking down on my little erection. She pinned my body down by placing her hands on my shoulders, and started up her rhythmic gyrations again. “You’re mine, Dillon,” she said, matter-of-factly. I didn’t protest. I was fucking my dream girl, watching her tits sway over my head, and this was how I was paying my rent! “You’re my little bitch doll. I want to hear you say it.” I laughed the notion off, as though it was silly sex play, but her face grew dark when I didn’t comply. “SAY IT!” she shouted. I froze in fear. “I’m your doll,” I tried to say meekly. “No, you little pussy boy. Say you’re my little bitch doll!” Vivian looked like she was about to strike my face with her raised fist. I thought I was going to pee like a whipped dog in her pussy instead of cum in it. “I’m your little bitch doll!” I found my mouth sputtering out. Vivian calmed back down immediately. “That’s my boy,” she cooed. “You’ll always be my bitch. I’m going to sex you for the rest of your life. How long that goes to depends on how well you took care of your body. I hope you like it rough, because I love to fuck my dolls good and hard.” Vivian got off my little semi-hard prick and lowered her pussy down on my right leg. She pushed most of my limb into her pussy canal until my foot stopped on her cervix. “Wiggle your toes, bitch,” she commanded. I did as she asked and soon Vivian washed me again in creamy, frothy, warm pussy juice. We had sex like that for most of the day until she felt my monthly rent had been paid off. She took me upstairs to her place where I now stay. I’m living in a gerbil cage she keeps in her walk-in closet. I get to see the outside world only when she allows it. Otherwise, I’m taken out for meals, to relieve myself in her bathroom sink, or to sex her. If I do a good job, I’m rewarded with a pair of her used panties to create a nest in the cage. I’m up to about seven pair so far, and that keeps me pretty comfortable during the night. My world revolves around her pussy now. If I’m not fucking it, I’m sucking on her lips or clitoris, or smelling her scent every night when I go to sleep in the cage. She claims I have a lot of stamina, since her last bitch dolls all died within two months time. I’m a sick bastard, I know, but I found myself loving my new role in life. She feeds me pretty well, fucks me like a nympho, and I live rent free. Not bad for being her sex toy. Oh wait, I meant to say little bitch doll. I hope she didn’t hear that…

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 12:55:29 PM Rating: 2 My Landlady I moved into my basement apartment about six months ago. I rented it from a nice enough lady who lived alone upstairs. She bought the duplex with the hopes of renting out the lower half to help make ends meet. For the most part, all was well until I got laid off from my job. I scrambled to find work, but there just isn’t anything out there for a guy in my line of work. I’m only twenty three years old and I’m already laid off. I don’t think it should happen to someone so new to his profession, but what else are you going to do in this economy? Vivian came down to my front door, knocking away looking for the month’s rent. She’s a sultry redhead who keeps her hair roughly shoulder length, stands about five foot, six inches, and weighs a little over 115 pounds. Her tits are 34C cups and her ass is very nice to look at. I even enjoy it when she wears short skirts just so I can see her shapely legs. She keeps herself in good form for someone about forty two years old. Needless to say, I’d do her if given the chance. Little did I know I’d get my chance soon enough. Anyway, back to my story, I was sweating bullets, because I didn’t have the money to write her a check this month. She knew I was laid off, but she still needs the money to pay her mortgage. I sweated it out, breathed deep, and answered the door. Vivian smiled and asked for the monthly rent check. I asked her to come in and sit down for two reasons. One, I thought I’d tell her that I’d have to move out, since I became broke. Two, she had on one of her hip-hugging skirts, plunging silk tops, and cream-colored high heels that made her legs look nice and toned. At least I’d have something nice to look at when I told her. “Vivian, I think I have to move out. I can’t find work since I got laid off, and it’s not fair to you. You need someone who can pay the rent. I’m so sorry,” I said, the whole time gazing at her sexy body. I waited for her to speak, and she took her sweet time too. I guess she had been contemplating her options. “No,” she finally said. “You signed a contract, and I’m not releasing you from it. You owe me.” I couldn’t believe what I heard. Didn’t she hear me that I’m broke? “What do you mean,” I asked her, “I can’t pay. I don’t know what else to do.” Vivian got up from my couch and walked to the front door. She locked it and returned to where I was. She stood before me holding her purse. I didn’t know what was coming next with this woman. As sexy as she was, I started to think she was equal parts crazy. “I think there are other ways you can pay off your rent with me.” After saying that, Vivian pulled out what looked like a child’s toy ray gun. She pointed it at me and pulled the trigger. Before I knew what happened, I became doused in eerie green light and started shrinking down before her. I saw her full tits pass above my head, her flat stomach rise above me and soon I even looked up to see her hips flaring out in sexy curves over my head. I had been shrunk down to just over thirty inches tall! My clothes were so loose on my smaller body that they fell off me the first chance they could. I stood there embarrassed and naked before my Amazon landlady. She smiled and looked down at me, licking her painted lips and taking off her silk blouse. Vivian playfully draped my tiny body with it and I could smell her spicy perfume in it. The blouse came off easily enough when I pulled at it, and I now saw her full tits pushing at her lacy bra. Vivian widened her stance before me and unclasped the bra from behind. It fell too, exposing her ripe breasts and perky nipples. My God, she had a great body for being nearly twenty years older than me. Next she tugged at the stretchy material of her skirt and let it slide down her toned thighs. Stepping out of it, Vivian wore nothing more than a white lacy panty set and her creamy high heels. The only other color on her body was her fiery red hair cropped to her shoulders. I looked down from her devilish grin to her crotch and noticed it becoming darker with wetness and heady with her sexual scent. “It’s been a while since I used my shrink gun,” she said with lust in her raspy voice, “and I think I deserve a boy toy once again. Since you can’t pay me with money, you’re going to pay my rent with your doll-sized body. My God I love a little man!” As she finished saying that, Vivian reached for my diminished body and held me up in her hands. My legs dangled below her hold on me and I found my cock amazingly becoming hard, even though she became a titan to me. “I have a shrink fetish, Dillon, and I’ve been thinking about you since you moved in. I hope you don’t mind, but I’m going to use you like a sex toy. Not a lot of guys would allow me to do this, so I’m glad you’re in a position where you need to be used and abused if you’re going to continue living here. This is going to be fun!” Before I could protest, Vivian crushed me against the wall partition that separates my living room from the front entrance stairs.

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 9:37:29 AM Rating: 0 With Sasha’s cage in hand, she walked out to the street and hailed a cab back to her expensive penthouse apartment on the other side of town. The elevator didn’t hurry fast enough for her, as she found the idea of Sasha suckling from her swollen pussy lips intoxicating. Finally the car stopped on the top floor and she stepped off quickly, jumbling in her purse for her keys. Once inside, she carefully set Sasha’s cage on the living room coffee table and took off her trench coat. Inside, she only wore stockings and her black high heels. She loved the idea of going around town basically naked. It gave her a sexual thrill. Safe in the confines of her apartment, though, she turned the lights down low and sat on the couch examining her new “pet.” Amber took the lock off the cage and slowly opened the tiny door to allow Sasha the freedom of stepping out. The tiny woman wore nothing but a puny thong and silk strappy camisole. Her tiny high heels clicked on the glass of the coffee table as she walked around to get a feel for the new environment. She stood before her mistress now, gazing up at Amber’s healthy breasts hanging down with inviting nipples hardening before her little eyes. Sasha became hungry at the sight of them and yearned to be held firmly to them. Amber carefully picked up her pet and brought her to a puffy nipple. Instantly Sasha mouthed the spongy protrusion and drank. Something in her saliva reacted with Amber’s nipple, causing her breast milk to flow easily. Sasha gulped and pulled, begging for more from the mammoth milk sac before her. Amber laid back on the sofa and let Sasha continue her feeding while the big woman snuck a couple of fingers down to her moistening slit. She dove her digits inside her pussy and finger-fucked herself. With her other hand, she explored Sasha’s little buttocks and pressed her pinky finger firmly against the little pussy. Sasha widened her legs allowing access to her, and Amber pushed further. Soon the impish woman took the pinky finger inside her and bucked hard while she drank. Amber came at the sight of her pet fucking her finger, making a puddle on the upholstery. Sasha pulled away from the big nipple and scrambled down Amber’s body to the discharge now pooled between her legs. She flew off Amber’s pelvic bone and quickly lapped at the creamy liquid. “Do you want more, little one?” she asked. Sasha shook her head with an excited yes while continuing to drink up her juices. Amber picked up the pet and walked into her main bathroom and turned on the light. The stark white walls and floors were blinding to their eyes at first, but soon the two women acclimated to the light and got into position. Amber sat on a black wrought-iron chair and spread her legs. Sasha looked up and witnessed the weeping pussy just over her head. She pouted, since she wanted so desperately to continue feeding on the warm sugary juices from her mistress. Amber pulled out a doll chair she kept on a shelf in the bathroom and set it before her stocking-clad feet. Sasha sat on it facing the backrest and craned her head up to keep begging for Amber’s pussy. “No, not just yet,” she warned. “I want to watch you have some fun first. You have to earn your pussy juice.” Amber pulled out a white latex dildo from her countertop drawer and set it on the white tile below, off to Sasha’ left. It had a suction cup base and stood erect, waiting to be fucked. “I want you to make love to my big cock,” she commanded. “Do what you want with it while I watch you.” Sasha got up from her chair and walked to the albino cock. She stood over the penis’ head and licked at the tiny opening where cum would explode from it, where it a real cock. Amber liked what she saw. Next, Sasha wrapped her arms around the girth of the dildo and slid her body up and down, as to stroke the cock to further hardness. Quickly following, Sasha encircled her legs too, now forming a solid grip on the rubber penis. She dry humped the dildo, and every time her head matched up with the helmeted head, she kissed and licked at it with great enthusiasm. Only the rubber suction base kept the cock standing up. Sasha gave that cock all she had while her titanic mistress watched from above. Soon, Sasha sat her lovely ass on the rubber balls near the base of the dildo. She bounced herself on them while continuing to stroke the cock with her body. The cockhead waved back and forth above her head while she licked at the latex column. She held her little legs out wide and rubbed her pussy on the veins of the cock until she came. This made Amber super hot while she took in the little show on the bathroom floor. “Ooooh yes,” she hissed, “fuck that cock. Stroke it good you little cock-slut! You love my cock, don’t you? You want it to fuck you. You would like that, wouldn’t you?” she breathed while diddling her lips and clitoris. “Sit down on your chair again.” Sasha did as she was asked and waited. Amber picked up the dildo with a loud pop as the suction broke. She held the base at her pussy so the cock looked like it grew from her crotch. The cockhead waved inches before Sasha’s little face, dripping with her own saliva. “Suck me off, you little sexy bitch,” she shouted. Sasha took as much of the rubber cockhead into her mouth as she could muster and slurped at it. “Oh fuck!” Amber yelled as she could feel a powerful orgasm brewing between her legs. Quickly pulling the cock away, she set it back down on the bathroom floor and let Sasha suckle at her silky labia. The flow of new pussy juice shot forth, coating the tiny lover down her front. She didn’t care as hunger drove her to remain coupled to the big opening before her. The flimsy camisole she wore became dark with pussy juice stains and hugged her tiny chest. All Amber could do was grip her chair and ride out her orgasm on the poor little woman’s face and torso. She mouthed a moan and looked at the two of them in her mirror. It was so hot to see, she quickly rocketed off with another loud climax, further feeding her insatiable new pet. “Oh my God,” she panted, about ready to slide off the chair in exhaustion. “That was so damn intense! Oh wow. The fun I’m going to have with you, little Sasha. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm, welcome to the penthouse, girl. We’re going to have a lot of fun times together!”

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GTSWriter 7/4/2012 9:37:16 AM Rating: 0 The Penthouse Pet Amber walked into the seedy sex store in the warehouse district of the city. She frequented the store many times, buying battery operated vibrators, latex cocks, magazines periodically, and even raunchy videos on DVD. Amber held a healthy sexual appetite, but mainly just enjoyed masturbating herself. Many times she even joked that the only person capable of keeping up with her was herself. She knew the store owner on a first name basis and as it turned out, he was working that particular evening. Amber waved a hello at him and stood in front of the wall of rubber cocks, trying to pick out a new one that would satisfy her. “Come in for something new?” the owner of the store asked her as he came out with new product. While he slid boxes containing the rubber phalluses onto retail pegs, he engaged Amber in a conversation. “Oh, I don’t know,” she sighed. “I’d like to get off good tonight, but nothing is really catching my eye. I feel like I’ve fucked every dildo you have in here, and I’m just not in the mood for a vibrator. Do you have anything else that might pique my interest?” she asked. The store owner smiled wryly and asked her to follow him to the back of the store. Curious, Amber followed him. Behind the front counter and down a darkened passageway, she met him in a small room with no windows. Inside the little room she quickly noticed shelves containing cages of all sizes. Initially Amber thought he kept small animals. The thought of trying a gerbil in a cardboard tube quickly disgusted her. “No silly, it’s nothing like that,” he chuckled. Sizing Amber up visually, the store owner chose a particular cage and lifted off the velvet cover. Inside, Amber saw a tiny woman sleeping on a bed built for a child’s doll. “Her name is Sasha, and she comes from a remote part of Russia. Believe it or not, this is an extremely rare form of humanoid. I measured her to be about nine inches tall. Go ahead, get a closer look.” He held the cage up for Amber to see. Initially Sasha looked to be a ruse of some sort. She didn’t even look real as she lay there on the bed sleeping. The only indication that she was real came in the form of her tiny chest rising and lowering with each breath she took. Amber shot a look back at the store owner and questioned him. “No way she’s real. Are you trying to trick me?” He simply shook his head no and rattled the cage somewhat to rouse Sasha from her sleep. The little pixie woman fluttered her eyes open and yawned. If it was a trick, it was the most intricate one she’d ever witnessed. Startled somewhat, Sasha backed away in the cage to the rear bars and huddled up to protect her body from the new onlooker. “Shhhhhhhh, it’s OK, Sasha, this is my friend, Amber. Say hello, Sasha.” Slowly, the little lady uncurled from her position and stood up in the cage. She waved her tiny hand at Amber and squeaked a high-pitched hello. Amber gasped in amazement and turned to the store owner. “She’s adorable. How come you have her in a cage? Shouldn’t she be given to scientists to study? Is this even humanitarian to keep her locked up like that?” He chuckled at her concern and spoke again. “Oh by God, no,” he started. “Scientists would only carve her up in a lab. I keep her in the cage to protect her from predators, and she’s quite happy being among us. In fact, I really think she likes you. You see, this race of humanoids is very sexual, and we’ve seen that they interact with us humans very well. All they want to do is have sex whenever the opportunity arises, and all they want in return is to drink either your breast milk, or your pussy juices. That’s how they feed. Other than that, they’re better pets than cats or dogs. “How much do you sell them for?” Amber wanted to know. The thought of a sexual doll-sized pet intrigued her. She watched as Sasha began playing with her tiny pussy lips right in front of Amber’s large eyes. “I ask $500 for each of my little people, and I have twenty in this room. I breed them and sell them only to my best customers who will appreciate them. Sasha here was my choice for you, when you were ready for her. I think tonight you finally are.” Amber couldn’t find her checkbook fast enough and scribbled off a check for the amount asked.

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	GTSWriter 7/2/2012 2:25:26 PM Rating: 0 Absolutely! I usually write the story and watch it unfold in my head. I really don't have a true direction on some of these as they develop. This one just seemed better to end the way it did vs them just walking off into the sunset together.
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	GTSWriter 7/2/2012 2:23:58 PM Rating: 2 That was one of my more fun stories to write! You are very welcome, Reddrop7! I kind of feel like they're all Penthouse Forum stories for Giantesses. LOL I love to write them, because you guys love to read them. =)
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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 12:42:03 PM Rating: 0 She looked over at Tony and simply asked, “Doesn’t this show make you want to pull your cock out and stroke it? I wouldn’t mind.” She licked her lips at that and continued diddling with her pussy lips and clitoris. Tony saw that as an opening, and unzipped his pants. He pulled out his cock, which surprised Celeste with his size. For being a small man, he held onto a thick, long cock. He looked back at her and pulled on his staff, wanting to know her reaction. “Of fuck, that’s nice, Tony,” she said huskily and stared at it. “That big boy needs a home. Come here,” she breathed. Celeste turned her position to open her legs right at Tony. He got up on his knees and walked to her opening. “I got to know what that feels like; it’s been so long!” She tossed her t-shirt off and showed him her full ripe breasts. Tony was officially in Heaven as he felt her wet lips brush against his stiff rod. “Come into me, baby. Fuck me all you want.” Her pussy dripped clear fluid onto the material of the couch cushion. Celeste rested her right leg on the top of the back rest while her left foot smoothed across the rug in the living room. She hefted her big tits and waited for her little roommate to make his move. Tony pushed into her sex and found her to be much tighter than expected. She moaned her raspy voice which echoed off the apartment walls. Celeste held back her legs and cupped her own ass cheeks to give Tony the best access to her pussy. He could have cried just then, because she felt so good to him, and it had been so long. Not since high school when a girl accepted a dare to fuck him had he felt the smoothness and wetness of a willing woman. He also noted how her legs alone were longer than he was, but he didn’t care. Tony just kept fucking his roommate harder and harder, as though this might be his last time inside a gorgeous woman. She loved watching his little buttocks pump her, so she held herself open to him and let him go for all he was worth. Soon he spewed a load deep within her and draped his sweaty, tired body on her solar plexus. She smoothed her hand over his back and complimented him on his sexual prowess. Her legs held him firm and close to her, and even coupled her ankles to hold him tight. “Let’s take this to the bedroom,” she purred, “I have more fun awaiting you!” Celeste cradled Tony in her arms like an infant and walked back to her room. He hadn’t been invited in since they became roommates, but now she carried him in and closed the door behind her. Tossing his little body onto the massive bed, she came crashing down quickly afterward, laughing out loud for the first time in ages. They came together in a loving embrace as Celeste coupled his little mouth with her large one. Tony felt her tongue intrude and swish around, searching violently for his. They stayed that way for over a minute before she released him. His minute hands were plastered to her enormous nipples and his hands pinched them in a way she found exhilarating. “More of that, keep it going,” she hissed as she licked and nibbled around his shoulders. Tony’s body became enveloped in her thick black hair like a dark waterfall. His cock sprang out again, this time crushed against her flat stomach. Instincts took over and Tony’s body started humping away at her rib cage as he lay underneath her. “Eat me, big boy!” she growled, and got up on her hands and knees. Tony took the offer and quickly moved behind her. What he saw nearly took his breath away. Celeste’s ass was ripe and flared out, waiting for his ministrations to her. With the strength he possessed, he pulled apart her succulent cheeks and dove face first into her backside. She cooed and pushed back against him. Tony tasted her anus, slid his tongue down over her taint, and suckled at her flowing juices from her reddish lips. His little hands spanked her ample cheeks as he gobbled on her exposed clitoris. Celeste loved it and mewled her enjoyment. With one hand, she closed around the back of Tony’s head and held him in place as she rode his tiny face to orgasm. He drank her in greedily and fell with her when she crashed on the bed. “ I got to have you, Celeste,” Tony demanded. He took his thick cock and greased it in her ejaculate, coating his head and entire length. Slowly, he pushed it into her ass hole and tugged at her hips to give him more traction. He reveled in the fact he was taking this Amazon woman for all she was worth. Within minutes, he came again, deep inside her back door. Celeste had her eyes closed as she hummed out her own song of satisfaction. “Don’t pull out just yet, baby,” she said. “I want to feel you inside me still.” Tony leaned in and kissed the small of her back while seeing his cock buried in such a large, gorgeous ass. Eventually his cock went limp and slipped out of her tight pucker. He slid off her big body and lay on his back to her left. With Celeste on her stomach and Tony on his back, the two of them quickly fell asleep together in the twisted folds of her white sheets. Tony raised his arms over his head, with one hand holding her bicep and the other burrowing under her left breast until he felt the beating of her large heart. Satisfied, he drifted off to sleep, but not before hearing his new lover speak. “Tony, this is your room too, now. I want you to move your stuff in with me, and I’ll put the ad back in the paper. You belong to me now. Good night, love.” Tony smiled and drifted off to deep sleep with his Amazon girlfriend resting by his side.

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 12:41:49 PM Rating: 0 “Hey,” he shot back, “ don’t call me shrimp or little man, and we’ll do just fine. I get the same crap you do, and no woman wants to date a whelp like me. Believe me, I’ve tried for years.” Celeste smiled and offered him something to drink. “Agreed,” she chuckled, popping the rings on two soda cans and sliding one across her coffee table to him. Tony raised it to toast their friendship and took a sip. “Believe me, I haven’t had much luck finding love either.” “I don’t believe you for a second. You’re gorgeous!” Tony found himself saying. Red with embarrassment, he took another pull from his soda can. “Thank you, but it’s true. I can meet guys at clubs, but all they want to do with me is ‘climb Mount Everest’ just to say they did. No one wants a true relationship with me because I tower over all of them. Even women sneer behind my back whispering, ‘who’s the gorilla in the spandex?’ It’s so annoying I just don’t go to clubs anymore. Even when I answer ads on dating sites, the guys run away in fear.” “I won’t run away from you, Celeste, because I know the pain. Guys think I’m no competition if I DO get to talk to a woman, so they step in and tell me to get back to grade school. Most women, though, think it’s gross to be with me, as though they’re cradle-robbing by dating me.” They clinked their Coke cans together like two long friends who knew each other’s pain. “I won’t send you away either, Tony. God, it’s wonderful to be able to talk about this with someone who knows what it’s like. Want to see the rest of the apartment?” Tony readily agreed and got up with her. Celeste walked barefoot across the wooden floor down the hallway. She announced rooms as they passed them, noting the living room, kitchen, bathroom, and finally the two bedrooms. “This one would be yours, and this one back here is mine.” Tony peeked in and saw her king-sized bed in all white, meticulously made for tonight’s sleep. He also couldn’t help but watch her apple-butt sway as he followed her around. She was stunning, and it still throttled him to know that guys wouldn’t willingly date her for real. He wondered if she would be open to going on a date with him. Hmmmm… “I like you, Tony, but I must tell you that you wouldn’t be welcome in my bedroom unless I invite you, OK?” Tony raised his hand as though taking an oath and promised her. “Well, does the place work for you?” “Of course it does, and I have to say it’s nice to arrive in L.A. and have a friend right off the bat. The past three days were a little much, and I even thought about going back home. I’m glad you’ve given me another chance.” Celeste smiled down at him and asked him what line of work he was in. She was shocked to hear he wanted to be a model. “I know, it sounds stupid, but I do take good care of my body, have no flaws other than height, and have found some work back home. I wanted to move out here and make a real stab at it. Wish me luck, I guess.” “You’ll do just fine, I’m sure. Hell, I’d buy what you’re selling! Me, I run my own jewelry line from the computer, so I don’t have to travel anywhere. It pays the bills, and makes me happy. Can I say, welcome to the apartment?” Tony smiled and raised his hand in another handshake. Celeste bent down and shook the agreement. Three weeks later, the two roommates were sitting on her couch watching television when her favorite day-time soap opera came on. It was a local cable show with heavy sexual tones. Celeste scooted down on the couch cushion and wrapped herself up in the show. Tony sat on the other side of the couch and watched it with her. Eventually the show got hot and heavy with two actors professing their passion for each other and quickly took their clothes off in a heated exchange. Celeste absent-mindedly parted her long legs and rubbed her crotch with her right hand. Tony looked on but didn’t say anything. He just watched his tall roommate pleasure herself. “God I love this show, it’s so sensual and erotic.” Celeste dipped two fingers inside her shorts and pumped her heated passion hole. Tony couldn’t believe what he was watching. The show didn’t expose anything the FCC didn’t allow, but it was suggestive enough to get Celeste boiling with lust.

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 12:41:36 PM Rating: 0 Unique Roommates Tony arrived in Los Angeles four days ago, and started to get nervous. Before he could look for work as a model, he first needed a place to stay. Three days went by and nothing turned up. He even went to housing agencies, but left in disgust because no one there would take the man seriously. You see, Tony stood only two feet tall. He was born with a rare condition known as Dwarficus Perfectae. It’s a little known condition where he was born with stunted growth like a little person, but without the normal physical deformities like limited arm mobility or stubby legs. In fact, Tony’s body was perfect in size relation to a normal human, just smaller. Thus, the perfectae, or Latin for “perfect.” He was a perfect dwarf, but even his physical perfection made him an oddity. Tony sat on a sidewalk bench and picked up a stray news magazine put out by a neighborhood publisher. He thumbed through it and came to the rental section. An ad caught his eye about a two bedroom apartment roughly three blocks from his bench. The ad said to call and ask for Celeste. Who knows, he said, perhaps she’ll look past my physical appearance and wouldn’t mind living with a male. It couldn’t hurt, and she lived close by. He fished out his cell phone and dialed her number. After three rings, she answered with a heavenly smoky voice. Tony closed his eyes and drank in the sound of her sexy tone. “Hello?” she asked. “Uh, hi, my name is Tony, and I’m calling about the room for rent. Are you against men calling about the room?” Tony silently prayed she would agree to meet him. “By all means, come on by,” she answered, “but I must warn you, I’m not your average girl. You’ll see when you get here, and I won’t be offended if you decide to walk out. You wouldn’t be the first one.” “Well, that makes two of us. Don’t freak when you first see me either. I’m about three blocks away, so give me about twenty minutes.” He hung up and jumped off the bench. People passing him by looked at the strange little man collecting his back pack and walking away. He didn’t mind, since he might have an honest lead on a place to stay. Three blocks and thirty three stairs later, Tony stood outside Celeste’s apartment and knocked. The door knob was about six inches over his head and he sat there wondering if that would be a problem to open and close the door with his height deficiency. Inside the apartment, Tony could hear a person walking to the front door. However, the footsteps sounded very hard and vibrating, so he wondered just who this Celeste was. When the door opened, he got his answer. Celeste had to be well over seven feet tall! She had the body of a gorgeous Amazon goddess, with black curly hair flowing down to the middle of her back. Her slightly olive skin gave her an exotic appeal, and it was flawless. Indeed, this woman kept incredible care of her skin, with nary a mole or freckle. Celeste’s face smiled down at Tony and he gulped. He barely stood taller than her kneecaps. “Are you Tony?” she asked in that same smoky voice that initially attracted him. “I’m Celeste.” She held out her hand in a handshake offer. Tony accepted it and lost his puny mitt in her soft slender hand. She shook it and welcomed him inside. “You’re right,” she started off, “a normal woman might have freaked at your small size, but then I’m a little larger than you’re used to too, am I right?” It was a typical hot California day, so Celeste greeted him wearing hip-hugging shorts and bare legs that went on forever. He looked up at her sexy form and gazed for a long time. Eventually Tony nodded and asked her about her height. “How tall are you?” he wondered. “A lot of guys start off by asking me that. I’m seven feet, two inches tall. Yes, the weather is nice up here, and if you call me a tall drink of water, I’m tossing you out. Are you now freaked out by me?” From the sound of it, Celeste must have heard all the clichés associated with tall women.

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 9:33:37 AM Rating: 2 Tying Karen’s ankles with the string, she secured the small wife to Megan’s belly as the string wrapped around Megan’s back. Next, she tied Karen’s wrists together in the middle, and gave the ends to Megan to hold. That way, Karen lay helpless on Megan’s body with her heat between the teenager’s B-cup breasts. Karen lay there with her knees up, wide, exposing her tiny snatch to Tracy and her husband. Karen cried at her plight while watching Tracy massage Doug with her giantess fingers. “Oh relax, Karen, we’re not going to hurt you as long as you comply and have some fun with us.” Karen kept crying, so Tracy made her point known. “Alright then, as long as you cry, I’m going to use this gun again.” She pointed the shrink gun at Doug and pulled the trigger again. Doug slipped down lower between Megan’s nude outstretched legs until he was merely five inches tall. Quickly Karen changed her tone. “That’s better. Now, let’s have some sexy fun. I want Doug to fuck my beautiful friend Megan. You’re going to watch.” Tracy tossed the gun aside and got on her hands and knees between Megan’s legs and behind Doug. She licked her right index finger and prodded Doug to fuck Megan. He looked at his wife, reassured her all will be OK in the end, and pushed his penis inside the massive lips of Megan. His little pelvis rocked against her huge pelvic bone with little sensation for Megan. Tracy withdrew her finger and helped Doug get Megan off to a good start. She pushed her digit in underneath Doug’s legs and finger fucked her while he stabbed at her with his little erection. Karen could do nothing but watch her husband be forced to fuck the teen girl. “Your husband is really into this, perhaps we’ll let you have him for a little, before the real fun begins…” Tracy said mockingly. She kept ramming her index finger into Megan until the Irish girl let loose a shuddering orgasm. She painted Doug with her ejaculate, coating his chest to his feet. Her pelvic thrusts sent him tossed backward onto his back. He looked up at Tracy’s swinging breasts. Tracy just lowered her mouth to his little prick and lapped at him like a puppy dog to a bowl of water. Her strong tongue dancing with his organ made him spew his seed over her lips. She raised her head up and laughed, showing his spent liquid to his wife. Tracy then collected little Doug and placed him before Karen’s open sex. “Fuck her, I want to watch!” Doug looked longingly at his beautiful model wife and took her. His littler body stabbed at Karen with all his strength. Megan looked on and used a free hand to diddle her pussy. Doug reached for his wife’ breasts and together they managed to cum together. He lay on his tied up wife and panted. It wasn’t easy at his age to cum twice so quickly. He crawled up to her mouth and kissed her sweetly. “OK, enough of that,” Tracy said. She picked up Doug and pushed him into her yellow boy shorts along the crack of her ass. Snapping the elastic band back in place, she patted him and said he’d be safe there. Tracy then crawled up to Karen’s helpless body and said she wanted to taste Doug’s cum in her pussy. Without hesitation, Tracy lapped at Karen’s exposed vagina and sucked at her tiny hole. Karen involuntarily convulsed and came violently in Tracy’s mouth while Megan looked on. “I want some fun too,” Megan said, now unwrapping Karen from around her waist and telling Tracy to turn around. Tracy held onto the reins of Karen’s limbs and let Megan attack her ass from behind. Megan could see Doug writhing inside the boy shorts and pushed her tongue against the material. She mouthed Doug’s body while she licked at Tracy’s butt. Spanking after loud spanking, Megan slapped Tracy’s rosy cheek and saturated her panties with saliva. Doug was inside her crack the entire time, feeling Megan’s hot breath on his back and her strong tongue massage him. The odor of Tracy’s asshole consumed him, so he slipped further down until it was replaced with her spicy sex. He slipped inside Tracy’s pussy to protect himself from her friend’s oral attack, but even at his size he still stood out by his head. Megan pulled at his skull with her powerful suction, sucking on his face and nearly drowning him with her spit. She would even let go, causing Doug to be pushed into Tracy like an arrow in a bow’s string. This stirring caused Tracy to cum wildly. She flooded Doug’s mouth and nose with her tangy fluid, as her vaginal muscles squeezed him back out into the netting of her panties. The girls crashed on Doug and Karen’s vast bed and cuddled. Karen was trapped between the two titan women while Doug had been left inside Tracy’s underwear. All four slept in exhaustion, knowing that a full month of sexual play lay ahead. With the neighbors all thinking the rich couple enjoyed themselves in Italy, no one came knocking to check on them. Tracy and Megan lived the life of luxury that month, playing with their human dolls, and each other. When the month ended, they forced Doug and Karen to say nothing, because who would believe that they were shrunk and used as sexual toys?

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 9:33:24 AM Rating: 2 The House Sitters Doug and Karen had a good life together. Doug was a very successful entrepreneur while Karen recently got out of the hectic, yet lucrative world of modeling. Together, they owned a very expensive house on the point of Katelyn Lake. The three story mansion overlooked one of the most pristine views in Seattle. Together, they thought they had it all. One summer, not too long ago, the couple decided they wanted to take a vacation in Italy. They would be gone for well over a month, so the two of them figured they would need a house sitter. They didn’t like the idea of strangers living in their expensive home, so they asked the neighbors down the road if their daughter, Tracy, would mind watching over their place. Tracy immediately squealed with excitement at the opportunity. Her parents cautiously agreed, but warned her they would know if she threw any wild parties there. Crossing her heart in front of the two couples, Tracy made a solemn oath. It was set that she were to begin living there on the twelfth of May and expect their return on June fifteenth. Doug and Karen stocked the kitchen with food and set up an account at the grocers should Tracy need to buy more. It was all set! That morning, before Doug and Karen left Tracy in charge, the doorbell rang. Doug answered it and found another sexy teen standing in his doorway, playing with her long straight red hair. She introduced herself as Megan and wanted to know if Tracy was home. Doug, annoyed with the prospect of unknowns living in his house while they were away, angrily called for Tracy. Tracy and Karen rushed to the front entrance to see Doug pointing at Megan and wanting to know why she showed up. Tracy giggled and let Megan in despite Doug’s anger. Doug looked at Karen and back at the two squealing girls as visions of his trip to Italy dissolved right before his eyes. “Did you bring it?” Tracy asked Megan, holding a backpack over her left shoulder. “Of course I brought it, silly,” she said, now fishing an item from the bag’s main chamber. “What the hell is going on?” Doug wanted to know. Karen voiced her concerns too, but the two teenagers weren’t paying them any attention. “I told you he was dreamy,” Tracy said to her friend. “We’re going to have fun!” “Yeah, and his wife isn’t bad either for being older. I brought the kite string too, just like you asked.” Megan produced a pistol looking device, just like something out of a cheesy B-rated science fiction movie. Before Doug and Karen could ask another question, Megan turned it on, pointed it at the married couple, and pulled the trigger. Within seconds a green light doused the rich couple in light and the two of them began to shrink. Megan depressed the trigger by the time they were only eight inches tall, standing in heaps of their own clothing. Tracy jumped for joy and Megan hugged her friend with excitement. Apparently Megan’s father’s invention worked flawlessly. Doug quickly protested in a high-pitched squeak and Karen shrieked at her new predicament. The two shrunken people looked back up at the teenage girls standing over them. Tracy licked her lips devilishly while Megan began to undress after she locked the front door. “You’re ours to play with for a month,” Tracy said. “Didn’t you know that I’m 100% Italian too?” Stepping out of her thin tank top and kicking her jeans shorts aside, she was clad in only her lacy yellow boy shorts. Doug and Karen could see her puffy shaven labia pressing against the tight lace, begging to be free. “Welcome to Italy, you two. I hope you enjoy your stay!” Doug saw the beginnings of a wet spot forming on her panties. “I hope Karen enjoys the sights of Ireland too,” Megan said, now fully nude. “I want to feel her strapped across my body while Doug fucks me!” Tracy quickly snatched the two tinies in her hands and invited Megan up to their master bedroom. Inside, the two girls found their room to be elegant in white. White bedspread, white pillows, and even white silk curtains adorned the windows. They didn’t seem to notice much as they had other ideas on their minds. Tracy withdrew the kite string from Megan’s backpack and extended two long lengths. She snapped them off while Megan held them firm in her grip.

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 8:32:01 AM Rating: 0 “I’ll leave the drawer open so you don’t feel claustrophobic, but I want you to sleep here tonight. You’ll be plenty safe here, and I’ll just be in my bed over there. I would have you sleep with me, but I don’t want to roll over on you in the middle of the night and crush you.” She picked him up and carefully deposited him amongst her silky, satiny collection of thongs. Jacob gathered a bunch together to form a pillow while Bethany draped mover over his body as blankets. He immediately smelled a combination of her intoxicating perfume and sexual scent. Laying on his back, he looked up at her face hovering over him. “Good night little one. Get some decent rest for a change and I’ll come get you in the morning.” After saying that, Bethany clicked off the lamp on her dresser and crawled into bed. That was two months ago. Things had changed since then. Bethany came home and called out to Jacob. Her game of cat and mouse was created when she found him exploring the apartment and caught him sniffing at her high heel collection in the closet. She playfully called him a naughty boy and chased him around the apartment until she caught him. The punishment was to take a bath together, with him being used as the wash sponge. Today was no different. She found him poking his nose in her private stash of sexual toys and raced after him. He darted between her sexy feet and took off down the hallway. Bethany pounded after him with loud stomps from her stocking-clad feet. Jacob could smell the sweat from her feet being in pump heels all day at her work and it turned him on immensely. He scrambled for the space underneath the couch but Bethany was too quick for him. She dove Superman-style onto the llama-skin rug and caught him by the leg. He laughed as she dragged him back out where she could see him. They lay together on the soft white fur of the rug and laughed. He was still naked, since she never did find suitable doll clothing that would fit him. She was dressed in a form-fitting dress and stockings, but decided to go without panties for the day. Jacob could smell her sex brewing and became aroused. “Oh you naughty little boy,” she teased. “We need to bathe you.” Bethany picked him up, kissed him all over his face, head, and chest, and scampered down the hallway to her bathroom. Inside she had a ceramic claw-footed tub sitting in the middle of her bathroom. It was on rollers, so she pulled it out to her living room and started the water from her kitchen sink. After putting generous amounts of liquid soap in the tub, she poured pitcher after pitcher of steamy water into the tub. When it was full enough, she disrobed before her little roommate and picked him up. “Ready to wash me all over?” she asked. Jacob smiled brightly and reached for her. “You’re such a good little helper,” she mused and stepped into the tub. Bethany let Jacob swim around her calves while she quickly tied up her flowing red hair. Sinking into the depths of the water, she displaced the water level until it reached just three inches shy of the edge. Jacob swam between her legs until her knees popped out of the sudsy water. She let the warm water soothe her body’s aches and heard the soft popping of soap bubbles on her breasts. Jacob played with her swollen labia while she pinched her nipples to a dusty rose color. “Mmmmmmmm,” she cooed. “Yeah, play with those pussy lips. Rub my asshole too, baby,” she said as she lay her head back on the curve of the tub. Jacob used his foot to rub up against her anus and poked his toes inside. With a foothold now in place, he gripped her labia and rubbed at her clitoris until it poked out of its hood and gave her great pleasure. Once she reached orgasm, Bethany settled back down and gripped Jacob around his waist. She told him to hold his breath as she rubbed him under the water against her inner thighs. She used him like a wash rag against the crack of her ass and over her flat, toned stomach. She even swabbed him generously over each mound of her chest, letting him bite and squeeze her nipples. Soon she let go of her little man and watched him sit on her rib cage, straddling his legs over each side. He played with his cock before her, and Bethany pushed her breasts together for him. Holding them in place, she had front row viewing of her little man as he pushed his raging cock between her slippery boobs. Jacob held onto her rubbery nipples for support and fucked her chest until he came. Bethany pushed his body forward until she could kiss his entire face with her burgundy painted lips. She washed his face with her hot breath and whispered how she loved him. Jacob smiled back at her and felt sleepy with exhaustion. She smiled wide, showing him her white, perfect teeth and let him stretch out on her slick, soapy stomach. Jacob lay on his stomach and held his arms out to hug his wonderful giantess. She watched over him as he sleep on her and soaked in the tub for the rest of the evening. She loved this time with him and watched his body rise and fall with each of her breaths. One day soon she would use him like a dildo to really get off, but why rush things, she thought. He loved her, she loved him, and together they found a sexual discovery like no other. The Wellington Labs would never uncover their secret and take him away. Bethany would do everything in her power to see to that. Jacob deserved more, and Bethany’s giantess body and unending love was just the right thing to make his life better.

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GTSWriter 7/1/2012 8:31:33 AM Rating: 0 Bath Time “Jacob, where are you?” she said, lilting her voice on the ‘are.’ It was her game. Bethany loved to come home from work and search out the little man who lived with her. She found him one night when she came home from the clubs. His little body had been bruised, soiled, and filthy from living among the city’s litter. He tied scraps of cloth around his body like a poncho and used a piece of twine for a belt. His little body curled up on the concrete steps to her apartment complex to sleep with only a half-eaten discarded Girl Scout cookie as a food source. If Bethany were any drunker that night, she may have stepped on him without even knowing. Instead, she paused and inspected the little imp on her steps. Filled with pity for the little man, she carefully picked him up and took him to her apartment. Jacob was so exhausted he didn’t notice his immense beautiful caregiver’s hands wrapped around him. When she entered her home, she locked the door behind her, set her purse on the couch, and turned on her desk lamp to get a good look at the little human in her hand. Jacob was roughly nine inches long, weighed barely two pounds, and had seen much better days before. Soot covered most of his body while his hair was a tiny rat’s nest of burrs and sticky substances. He reeked of garbage and shivered in his makeshift clothing. Bethany quickly removed his garb and further examined his tiny frame. He looked so weak and innocent in her hands. Only one thing to do, she told herself. It’s best to clean him up, force-feed him something nutritious, and let him sleep until he’s fully rested. Bethany carefully laid him on the softest towel she could find in her linen closet and plugged the bathroom sink to make a tub. She ran the warm water and squeezed a liberal amount of bath soap in the growing pool. Suds emerged everywhere and soon the sink was releasing steamy spirals and smelling of raspberries and jasmine. Picking up her little charge, she slowly dipped him in the clean water and held him in her left palm. Jacob didn’t fight her, as he lay there half-conscious. Bethany carefully washed away the city’s filth from his smooth skin and felt his body in her fingers. For such a little man, he sure had muscular definition, she thought. That could only mean that he wasn’t exactly starving for a long time. Even his hair was cut to a normal style, not grown out and unkempt. She surmised that the little man in her care was recently shrunk rather than born this way. How, though, she wondered. Eventually Bethany came upon his tiny penis and balls. She felt his manhood bounce around with her actions, then eventually watch it harden and grow. Lost in her thoughts, she played with his erection until it hardened to full length. She even felt herself get wet at the sight of his cockhead turning purple with her amorous touching. Bethany rubbed the pad of her index finger over his ball sac and the underside of his penis. Using two fingers, she stroked his cock in the V of her adjacent fingers until he winced the tiniest groan and came against her feminine digits. Jacob rested again and quickly fell back to sleep in her hand. Bethany lifted her right hand to her mouth and stuck out her tongue to taste his discharge. It was salty like a normal man’s would be, and slid down her throat with ease. She smiled to herself and finished washing him. Bethany placed poor Jacob in another dry towel and carefully wrapped him up. Holding him close to her rounded bosom, she went back into the kitchen and found something small in the refrigerator that perhaps he could nibble. She prepared a small plate of cheese, grapes, and broke two crackers into bite-size pieces for him. Sitting at her kitchen table, she waited to see if the smell of food might rouse him. It worked. Jacob woke with a shudder to see that his surroundings had changed from the cold concrete steps to a warm towel and a gorgeous redheaded giantess staring down at him. Jacob immediately back-pedaled away from her in fright, falling out of his wrapped towel. He sat there naked on her kitchen table while she protectively encircled him with her arms. She didn’t want him accidentally falling off the table to his death. “Shhhhhhhh, hey, it’s OK,” she said soothingly. “I’m Bethany, and I found you on the front steps. It’s going to be alright. Can you understand me? Do you speak English at all?” She hoped her soft tone might calm him down. Bethany understood that waking up to a woman roughly six to seven times his very size might be cause for alarm. She did her best to smile and look friendly to him. Soon, Jacob stopped trying to escape and faced her. “I’m Jacob,” his voice squeaked like a mouse. “I escaped a laboratory two months ago and have been trying to survive ever since. They shrank me to see if their new invention worked, and well it did. Since they were successful, I overheard that their next step was to dissect me and examine my insides. I knew then I had to escape. You probably don’t believe me, do you?” he asked. “I have to admit, it’s quite a story, but the fact that you’re only nine inches tall and standing on my kitchen table does a lot for your credibility. When I saw you huddled up on the cold steps, my heart just broke for you. I knew I had to take care of you, and I will. As long as you want to stay here, you can. I swear to you I won’t give away your secret. What laboratory did you say you came from?” “You PROMISE you won’t turn me in?” he begged her. Bethany crossed her heart and extended a finger to him as a makeshift gesture of a handshake. Jacob took it and spoke again. “I escaped from Wellington Labs on the edge of town. I believe they plan to use the shrink ray as a weapon. Before they shrank me, I saw a lot of generals coming and going from the buildings, and a lot of hand-shaking with the top scientists. I used to work there as a janitor until they offered some of us a bonus if we volunteered.” Bethany pouted upon hearing his story and slid the plate of food toward him. “I’ve heard enough,” she said, “right now, please eat and regain your strength. You can sleep in my room and we’ll figure out what to do next tomorrow.” Jacob thanked her for her kind hospitality and quickly munched on as much of her offered food as he could. Drinking down the juice from one of the grapes, he wiped his mouth on the towel and gave her the signal he was done. Bethany discarded the remaining food down the disposal unit and collected Jacob back into her hands. She cuddled him against her pert breasts and walked down the hallway to her bedroom. Jacob loved the warm feeling of a beautiful woman hugging him close. He felt comfortable around her and silently thanked God for sending him a lovely angel to watch over him. Inside her bedroom, Bethany set Jacob on the top of her dresser and began to take her clothes off. Jacob watched her move with awe, wishing he were full height once more. Her body was sexier than any woman he’d ever been with before, and as gorgeous as any model from a magazine. Jacob watched her breasts become freed from her lacy bra and her pussy smile back at him when she pulled down her panties. Bethany turned and tossed her garments into the laundry basket in her walk-in closet, giving Jacob a good look at her ripe ass. He felt another stirring in his cock as he watched her. The redheaded giant angel came back to him and opened her top drawer. The rumbling startled little Jacob at first, but soon he was looking down at the massive tangling of her panty collection. He stopped counting her panties after thirty, since she had many more than he could figure.

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	GTSWriter 7/1/2012 5:52:38 AM Rating: 0 Thank you Alman001! Yeah, I figured not all stories can have a happy ending. She was fun while it lasted, though. ;-)
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	GTSWriter 7/1/2012 5:48:01 AM Rating: 0 This is definitely grade A work! Its nice to see some of this come back vs a ton of furry cartoons. Excellent work!
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	GTSWriter 6/29/2012 11:28:59 AM Rating: 0 Author's note: for those of you who may complain that the woman's name is Linsey, I know. I just like the name Candice and wanted to use it for this story. I hope you enjoyed your read. =)
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GTSWriter 6/29/2012 11:27:57 AM Rating: 0 “Momma wants to feed her man,” she breathed, “Get up here and suck my titties.” Fearing retribution if I didn’t comply, I crawled out from between her wet thighs and slid across her muscular abdomen. I placed her right nipple in my mouth and mashed it around in my mouth. Instantly I was rewarded with a stream of warm milk that filled my mouth. I drank what I could, but her rate of flow easily took over. Milk spewed from my lips and wet my chest. I tried to pull away, but in her satiation of sex, Candice held me firm to her plush breast and laughed. I even felt her replace my arm in her pussy with her own fingers, diddling herself to another powerful climax. With that, Candice grew yet again! I think it’s fair to say that sexual desire causes growth spurts, and now she elongated to well over thirty feet tall. Her breasts were the size of my compact car! They were heavy too. I tried again to move her milk-filled orb, but they each had to weigh over a ton. She put me between them and played with my body as she shoved her tits together to trap me. The pressure was almost too much for me. If that weren’t enough, Candice decided to suck my head in her mouth like a cock. I felt her ivory-colored teeth gently rake over my skull while her tongue washed my face and licked at my hair. It was so hot in her mouth and all I could smell was her breath. Good thing for me she brushed her teeth before bed when this all came about. I guess it was a new form of giving head, but I digress. When Candice became bored with sucking my head like a lollypop, she spat me out and sucked my cock and balls easily in her maw. I was to be straddled across her jaw with my sexual organs dangling inside her mouth. I felt her strong tongue bat them around like a kitten with a ball of string. I laid myself back against her pushed together breasts and released myself into her mouth. I shot streams of cum to the back of her throat. Candice swallowed my seed easily and licked me clean. By now, though, Candice rose to new heights and started destroying the very walls that kept the roof on. Sections of the drop ceiling fell way and she tore at the conduit and ducts, trying to free herself from the confines of our building. With all her strength, Candice pushed the roof away and grew through the hole she created. My giantess lover stood over forty feet tall and looked around outside. I could hear screams and destruction from other places in the building. Apparently the same thing was happening to the other female participants who had been given the drug. All the male test subjects weren’t affected by GTS. “Where is my little man?” she bellowed from above. Candice reached back down and grabbed my puny body in her strong hand. I was quickly lifted well above the roofline and found myself in the open air with news helicopters flying past me. Apparently word spread throughout the town, if not the country. Candice could see military attack helicopters flying our way quickly, so she kissed my head with earnest and shoved my body up her pussy to keep me safe. My head poked out of her lips and I became scared at seeing the ground and damaged roof from well over thirty feet above the carnage. I was then that I started feeling Candice swaying. The tossing and turning from her pussy made me sick, and eventually she stumbled. The helicopters didn’t even fire off a shot. I became confused. What was happening to Candice? Frantically looking around from the view of her pussy lips, I spotted another giantess off in the distance. This blonde woman started stumbling and crashed into the south complex building on our property. It demolished instantly with her body thumping down hard on it. She never did get back up. What started happening to the giantesses is that they became too big to support themselves. Their mass versus the earth’s gravity caused them to become dangerously fragile. Eventually my Candice fell too, with me protected inside her sex. Knowing it was close to her time to fall, I used every ounce of strength I had to crawl deep within her pussy to avoid impact. Candice fell backwards and toppled on top of the main laboratory building. It flattened instantly with a tremendous boom across the valley. When it was all over, I didn’t feel her move anymore. I crawled out of her pussy and slid down over her taint to the ground. I walked the thirty-foot distance to her upended feet and looked back. My giantess lover died during her fall. Those titanic breasts of hers didn’t rise and fall with her breathing. She had gone on to the other side. Soon the police arrived and arrested me for tampering with forces I couldn’t control. After I was found guilty and sentenced to life in this prison, I’ve been here ever since. I’m writing this story on the prison computer and emailing it off to any news agency that will tell my story. Hopefully future generations will learn from it and prevent such a catastrophe from happening again. Sure, it was awesome to make love to an Amazon, and eventually a giantess, but I never once believed that the GTS serum would run amok on a woman like that. I’m responsible for three women’s deaths, and for that I will bear a cross forever. I can only hope that when I meet them in Heaven they will find it in their hearts to forgive a scientist who simply went too far.

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GTSWriter 6/29/2012 11:27:40 AM Rating: 0 My fellow staff tried to apply receptors to her skin, but she growled and showed signs of vicious aggression toward them, making everyone back away. When my fellow physician, Dr. Thompson, tried to pull me back to the safety of their group, she snarled at him too. She angrily warned everyone that no one was allowed to touch me. I tried to tell everyone that I was safe, but Candice backhanded Dr. Thompson when she grew to nine feet ten inches tall. Her strength became the stuff of comic books, but she had the power to toss Dr. Thompson back by about six feet onto his back. She surrounded me like a protective mother and hissed at my staff. With a free arm, she encircled my body and pulled me against her abdomen, making my head push into her full breast. I found myself buried between her 48E cup breasts. Let it be known, Candice was in charge by now. “All of you get out of here!” her voice now boomed. “Stay, and I’ll make you wish you left.” Her warning had merit, since Dr. Thompson was still nursing his tail bone and complained of a fractured left arm. The doors burst open as people fled the laboratory. Sounds down the hall told us that the serum was having similar effects on other women who took the serum. She kept growing, and stood at a towering fifteen feet, four inches. I was not even tall enough to be eye-level with her pelvis. I looked up at my captor and noted I was standing tall to her mid-thigh. Looking upward, I had a perfect view of her trimmed pussy, flat stomach, massive chest, and smiling face looking back down at me through her cleavage. Her hair was really long at this point, in cascading waves of loose curls touching her breasts. “You belong to me now, little man,” was all she said. Candice was in full sexual heat, looking at me more like a toy rather than a sexual partner. What was I going to do? She was too tall for me to really satisfy her vagina now. It had to be roughly six inches in circumference and probably fourteen inches deep. She didn’t look like she was worried about that. Candice placed her spread hands on her hips and licked her full lips. “Kiss me, little man,” she demanded looking down at me. I told her it was impossible, now that she had become so much taller than me. Candice just pointed at her puffy mons and pulled apart her slit to reveal fleshy pussy lips. “Kiss me there!” I rolled over a stool and stood on it. It got me raised just to the point of being able to press my face into her vagina. She cooed and sat on my face, gyrating her hips over my head. I smelled her musk emanating from her pussy and tasted her juice on my lips. She tasted sweet, and quickly I found her protruding clitoris. I suckled on it, making her even hotter with desire. My eyesight was captured by her wiry pubic hair well trimmed on her mound. It had the scent of sweat and pussy mixture, making me suckle her with more vigor. I could see her smiling and moaning above me between the valley of her titanic breasts. She hefted each in her hands and massaged them while achieving her first orgasm in my mouth. Professionally, I’m ashamed with myself for succumbing to her desires. I should have conducted myself better and tried to think of something to restrict her growth rate and Candice down. As a heterosexual male, however, how could I stop a titaness from practically raping me with her swollen vagina? I ended up wrapping my arms around her hips and gripping her monstrous ass cheeks in my hands and held on until she subsided a little. Candice then lay down on the cold tile floor and proceeded to strip me out of my doctor’s smock, shirt and tie, and finally dress pants. Before I knew what she was capable of doing to me, I had been set before her open legs and gaping pussy hole. Her puckered ass hole looked like I could take her ring of muscle easily as well. She wanted vaginal sex, so that’s what it was going to be. I pried open her long pussy lips and stuck myself inside her. Just as I imagined, I couldn’t feel her pussy walls rub against my penis. I felt nothing, to be honest. Just emptiness like fucking a monstrous hole. Candice gripped my sides and pounded me against her, but I just ricocheted off her clitoris and pubic bone. Getting irritated with not being serviced, she demanded that I use my arm to fist-fuck her. I obliged and shoved my right arm deep within her. Now she could feel some penetration and screamed out her pleasure. My arm quickly became saturated with her juices and I lay my head on the area between her thigh and pelvis. My hand searched and felt around in her vaginal tunnel. I think I came across her enlarged G-spot because Candice suddenly went wild and bucked against my limb. Torrents of juice flowed from her opening and washed the side of my body. I found myself slammed between her closing and opening thighs in her reaction to another orgasm. More often than not, my face smashed into her pubic hair. I looked up briefly and saw her squeeze her nipples hard, causing white breast milk to flow and bubble out of her nipples. Rivulets of milk washed down the undersides of her mammoth breasts.

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GTSWriter 6/29/2012 11:27:21 AM Rating: 0 The GTS Treatment Before I continue my story, I want to go on record as saying I had no idea the potential for GTS and its side effects. Had I any idea, I may not have signed on to the project. That being said, here is my tale. My name is Dr. Dennison and I am a scientist involved with human growth hormones. Our team developed a new serum called Growth Therapy Solution, or GTS. The idea was that anyone out there who didn’t like their mature height could take our serum, and over time achieve the height they desired. I mean, hey, if women can get breast augmentation, liposuction, or even Botox, why not enlarge their body to a size that would turn heads and make them attractive to professional sports like the NBA or WNBA? Well, the road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Six months ago we thought we had the perfect solution. Even the FDA gave us the green light to begin testing our serum on human participants. We grew a Chihuahua to the size of a Doberman, and a Rhesus monkey to the size of a mountain gorilla. Both animals behaved very well, so we thought we were successful. Ten people agreed to take our solution over a month period. Five random people would be given a placebo solution, and the other five would be given GTS. One of those people was a tiny woman named Candice. She came to us looking for a way to grow out of her frail four foot two inch body into something most men would find desirable. Her breasts were a tiny 32AA if they were anything. Needless to say, she was eager to be one of our test subjects. We gave the serum and placebo out to the ten subjects and housed them in a nice campus area with all the amenities they would need. Initially nothing happened. No one complained of any symptoms nor showed any signs of growth. However, after week one, things started happening at a rapid pace. Candice called us from her apartment stating that she had a warm feeling all over her body and that her clothing seemed tight on her. We rushed her to the laboratory and began taking vital readings. She wore her flannel pajamas and a pair of slippers we supplied her. We asked her how she felt and Candice just kept replying that she was warm. Not uncomfortable, just warmer than usual. Her body temperature registered at 101 degrees. I then asked her what she was doing when the sensation started coming on for her. She finally admitted she was masturbating on her bed with thoughts of making love to me. I was taken aback by all that, but had to remain professional. She looked at me longingly while twirling her short hair in her fingers. I believe she had lusty thoughts even then. That’s when we heard the first rip of her pajamas. One of the nurses on staff saw the seam rip by her left shoulder while another nurse commented on her breast enlargement. Her 32AA cup size expanded to 36C in roughly ten minutes with no signs of slowing down. Candice had a glassy, lustful look in her eyes and started rubbing her right index finger between her legs while focusing on me. “I want you,” she started to say to me in a lower, hungry voice. I looked at my colleagues and they shrugged their shoulders at me before scrambling to get their medical instruments just in case Candice developed any physical trauma. “Stay with her!” One technician shouted. “She’s associated with you. Perhaps you being with her will keep her calm.” I stayed where I was and watched as Candice opened her legs on the examination table and tore a hole in the crotch of her pajamas simply by growing right before my eyes. Now her hand had no interference as she plunged two fingers quickly into her vagina. “I want your dick in here, doctor,” she begged. She was fully saturated with vaginal juices and dripping down onto the pad of the table. That’s when we heard yet another tear as her hips burst through the seams on the sides of her pajama pants. Her breasts kept growing and filling with milk, which also tore away at the flannel material. Now I could see her hardened nipples poke through holes in the pajamas. Even Candice’s hair grew visibly. Before her treatments started, Candice wore her hair very short, but the auburn tresses snaked their way down until they swam around her shoulders and lay on her bulbous breasts. Her twin mammary glands were now roughly 36DDs and growing. Candice stood up prematurely and towered over me. She shed the last remnants of her pajamas and stood before me completely nude. When she came to our facility, Candice measured four, foot two inches. Now, she had to be well over six feet tall and filling out into a sexy hourglass figure. We were just happy that our facility had been built with tall ceilings. Candice kept fingering her pussy and biting her lip as she developed more thoughts of making love to me.

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	GTSWriter 6/28/2012 2:08:14 PM Rating: 0 @Reddrop7: I hope so too! In the mean time, I'll just keep cranking out stories and sell books via Amazon Kindle. =)
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	GTSWriter 6/27/2012 10:10:12 PM Rating: 0 If only there could be special effects for porn movies to show giantess sex. I'd buy that DVD in a heartbeat!
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GTSWriter 6/27/2012 3:24:58 PM Rating: 0 The little hostess shoved her face in deep to the crevasse of Veronica’s ass, munching away at the tasty hole. She licked her way over that big butt hole and up her pussy to her hooded clit and back. Over and over she sent Veronica into torrents of orgasms, each one stronger than the last. When the Amazon woman couldn’t take it anymore, she picked up her tiny hostess and lay her on her own massive chest. The two of them melted into a long, tongue-exploring kiss that took Mandy’s breath away. The strong tongue muscle filled her mouth completely and didn’t slide out until Veronica was satiated. She held Mandy to her closely, letting her little face be buried in the thick locks of her brunette hair. Mandy found her earlobe and nibbled it until Veronica giggled out loud. “Fuck, you’re hot for a little thing, aren’t you? You really know how to attack the erogenous zones on a woman. Let me see that pretty little pussy of yours.” She picked up Mandy like a rag doll and split her legs apart. Mandy showed her womanhood to the strong woman who held her by the ankles. Veronica was treated to a completely shaven pussy with barely any labia showing from her mound. She licked her big dark pink lips and complimented Mandy. “You have a delicious little slit, baby. I’m going to enjoy getting you off.” Veronica released her right hand and shoved a finger inside her own soaked hole to get it lubricated. Once dripping with clear pussy juice, she pulled it out and slowly pushed it into Mandy’s tighter hole. Mandy threw her head back and breathed shallow, trying her best to accept the big long finger. “Shhhhh, it’s OK, Mandy, I’ll be gentle with you.” Veronica kept her pressure against the tight muscles of Mandy’s vaginal walls. Eventually she got herself into Mandy by two knuckles. She slid her finger back and forth until Mandy relaxed enough to take more. Finally she was fucking the entire finger with ease and loving it. “Oh, you’re a fiery little slut, aren’t you? I love it!” Mandy bucked while lying between Veronica’s long legs and begged her to fuck her harder. Veronica did as she asked and pumped the little woman until Mandy trembled with her first orgasm. Clear sticky vaginal cream gushed out of her and stained the upholstery of the couch. Mandy didn’t care, because no one had ever given her such a hard climax before. The giantess pulled her limp body over her stomach until her big face rested in the crotch of her hostess. Veronica extended her big strong tongue and lapped at Mandy’s pussy. There was no way her thick tongue could enter Mandy’s little pussy, but the sensation of her lips being licked and probed by such a large muscle had her rocketing off in multiple orgasms anyway. Veronica drank in the honey flowing from Mandy’s pussy and wanting more. Veronica turned Mandy over so they lay in a lazy 69 position. The big Amazon lapped at Mandy’s exposed ass while Mandy kissed and probed Veronica’s belly button like an open mouth. “Fuck, even your belly button is a sexual turn-on!” Mandy reached out and cupped as much hip as her hands could grab and let herself go once more in Veronica’s mouth. She didn’t mind and easily sucked down the tangy juice. When both women tired out from sexual exhaustion, they lay together on the floor and cuddled. “I’m so glad you’re here,” Mandy admitted. “I’m going to fuck you with every waking second I have. I don’t want to waste any time while you’re here. I want to strap on the biggest dildo they make and take your sexy ass from behind.” Veronica smiled and held Mandy close. “By all means, do it. However, I’m going to make you suck it off when we’re done. I want to watch you clean off that big dick.” The two of them kissed their agreement and held each other, looking out at the lovely view of Mandy’s apartment.

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GTSWriter 6/27/2012 3:24:36 PM Rating: 0 The House Guest Mandy got off the phone with her friend from college with a smile on her face. Joyce, her roommate at the time, played around with Mandy a lot as the two of them experimented with their budding sexualities. Many a night one of the girls would sneak into the other bedroom and crawl in for late night exploration and excitement. Mandy kept her lesbian ways while Joyce remained straight and married right after her senior year. On certain lonely nights, Mandy would pull out her favorite sex toys and remember the good ole’ days with Joyce. As it turned out, Joyce called her alma mater and asked if she would open her house up for Joyce’s friend, Veronica. Veronica was going to be in town for a work conference and wanted to stay longer as a mini vacation. Her job would only pay for a hotel room while the conference was going on, and any extra days would be on her own budget. The two talked, and Joyce suggested she room with Mandy, since the two enjoyed the pleasures of the feminine flesh. Mandy readily agreed after seeing a photo attached to a text message. On the day of her arrival, Mandy set up her spare room and cleaned the apartment. She even went to the grocery store and stocked up on both food and liquor, just to make sure this Veronica woman would feel completely at home. The more comfortable she felt, Mandy thought, the better her chances were going to be of having fun with the sexy brunette. With everything in place, Mandy waited on her dark blue chaise lounge and read a magazine. She kicked off her white platform heels and relaxed. The door knocked with vigor and sprung Mandy off her lounge. Giddy with excitement to meet another extremely attractive lesbian, she padded her way across the living room floor to her apartment’s entrance. Mandy was a stunning blonde of roughly five foot, three inches tall. While short in most respects, she more than made up for her appearance in the sexy department. Mandy kept her hair long and almost platinum blonde. Her body was killer for her young age, and no tattoos marred her perfect skin. With sizable breasts hanging off her chest, her hourglass figure was matched with an equally-proportioned ass and hips, with sexy legs completing the picture. When Mandy opened the door, she met her feminine match! Veronica stood in the hallway practically taking up the doorway with her model-like figure. Veronica was easily six foot eight, wearing a Lycra body-hugging dress and tall heels. Her brunette hair was long, curly, and an invitation to lose yourself in it if she let you. Her face must have been a muse for sculptors who chiseled perfect statues devoted to beauty. Veronica’s breasts weren’t as pronounced as Mandy’s, but at her tall size, they were more than enough for any lover. Her flat stomach ebbed to a fine set of hips that protruded gorgeous, toned legs coming out from her tight dress. They went forever until they finally ended in those heels, hiding sexy feet perfectly pedicured like a goddess should be. Her skin was a darker tone than Mandy’s, indicating she had some Italian blood running through that tall drink of water body she possessed. Many quickly let her in. Veronica had to duck as she came into the apartment and set her luggage down. This woman easily towered over Mandy by a foot and a half, making Mandy eye-level with her guest’s chest. Veronica looked around and complimented Mandy on a very well decorated place. She loved the view of the ocean and beach, wishing her stay would now be longer. Turning back on her hostess, she extended her hand and thundered across the carpeted living room with those big heels of hers. “I’m so sorry,” she started to say, “where are my manners? I should have introduced myself first. I’m Veronica, Joyce’s friend. Your house was just too inviting and your spectacular view drew me right to it. My apologies, please.” Mandy laughed it off and took the large woman’s hand in hers. To be honest, Veronica took Mandy’s hand in hers, since her bigger hand engulfed puny Mandy’s slender hand. “Please,” Mandy said, “any friend of Joyce’s is certainly a friend of mine. Friends should hug!” She took her hand back and wrapped her arms around Veronica’s meaty waist. Veronica held Mandy’s head to her cleavage and pulled her in warm and tight. Mandy smiled against the softness of Veronica’s breast and hugged her tightly. Veronica did the same, using her strength to nearly squeeze the air out of her hostess’ lungs. The two of them parted and popped a bottle of wine. The liquid eased their initial inhibitions a bit, and it got Mandy asking a lot of questions about her new guest. One of them fell on the topic of Veronica’s height. “I have to know, how did you get so tall? Don’t get me wrong, you’re as beautiful as they come, but I’ve never seen a woman your size before. Is it genetics?” Mandy hoped that Veronica wouldn’t be offended. She was right. Her new friend nodded her head knowingly and set her glass down. “I get asked that all the time. You’re right though; my whole family is a group of giants. My parents were both over six feet tall, and they had us four girls in their prime. I’m the smallest one, if you can believe that. My three older sisters are all seven feet tall. Oh, and yes, the WMBA have all asked us to play.” She laughed at the thought and took another sip of red wine. “Do you mind if I take off my heels? I love them, but they don’t really love my feet.” Mandy had no objections, since the thought of seeing her pretty feet made her instantly wet. The two shoes fell to the floor with rather loud thumps, and ended with a soothing sigh from Veronica. She lifted her legs and lay them across Mandy’s legs seductively. “Joyce tells me you’re a lesbian. You don’t mind if I find you irresistibly sexy, do you?” She purred her question while rubbing the sole of her foot along Mandy’s bare thigh. “No, I don’t mind at all. I have to admit I found you completely gorgeous the second you entered my doorway. Many might think a woman of your stature to be mannish, but you are everything womanly to me. Maybe it’s the wine, but I think I’m already falling for you.” She giggled and stroked Veronica’s calf while gazing into her dreamy eyes. “Well, good,” Veronica said as she hiked up her dress, “because I’m not wearing panties underneath and I could use a good licking.” Mandy looked at the big slit of Veronica’s pussy and completely melted into lust. Her reddish petals opened up with an invitation that Mandy couldn’t refuse. Quickly, both women stripped down to nothing and resumed their places on the blue lounger. Veronica leaned back and let her big head drape over the padded edge while Mandy got on her hands and knees to fully address the soaked pussy that needed her attention. Veronica’s dark eye shadowed eyes closed in rapture while she cupped her own breasts and opened her legs further. Mandy smelled the womanly scent coming out of her lover and invited her tiny tongue in deep. Mandy licked at the fleshy lips and suckled on the protruding clitoris. The sensation sent Veronica into bliss. Her mouth opened, showing perfectly white teeth as she moaned her pleasure loudly. Mandy stuck her hands underneath Veronica’s massive thighs and cradled the big woman in her arms as she ate her out. Her left hand cupped the big butt cheek of her guest and she gripped it hard, letting her nails dig into the pliable skin. “Oooh yes, kitty’s got claws,” she moaned. “Lick my cunt and claw at my ass. I love it!” Veronica moved her head from side to side, letting her fallen hair sweep over the carpet. Mandy even braved her way down over Veronica’s taint and into the puckered recess of her asshole. Veronica jolted and bucked, demanding that Mandy keep at it.

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	GTSWriter 6/26/2012 6:56:12 AM Rating: 0 Is that like, "what crushes in Vegas, stays in Vegas?" :D
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	GTSWriter 6/21/2012 3:35:10 PM Rating: 0 Is someone in the process of posting this entire comic? It would be awesome if that is true...
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	GTSWriter 6/21/2012 12:07:50 PM Rating: 0 I keep coming back to this picture. She has an incredibly nice body!
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	GTSWriter 6/21/2012 7:24:31 AM Rating: 0 We start out life by passing through a pussy, why not go out the same way? =)
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	GTSWriter 6/19/2012 12:09:03 PM Rating: 0 No, I like what you did there. It already has a story cooking in my head just looking at it. I'm glad the guy is in there too.
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	GTSWriter 6/19/2012 8:49:48 AM Rating: 0 Very hot image!
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	GTSWriter 6/19/2012 7:19:02 AM Rating: 0 "If I make this shot, not only will you go in the corner pocket, but you'll also get to be in my corner pocket all night long. Do we have a bet?"
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	GTSWriter 6/18/2012 2:46:37 PM Rating: 0 Very nice, but the artist forgot to get rid of the hand underneath. Either it's deformed on the smaller girl, or it was forgotten before publication. Other than that, it's a good realistic photo.
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	GTSWriter 6/15/2012 3:18:28 PM Rating: 0 Perhaps St. Peter is actually St. Petra, and she IS the gateway to Heaven.
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