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GTSWriter 2/14/2012 8:12:22 AM Rating: 0 let out a squeaky moan and pressed his hands against the back of her head, as though she needed coaxing to continue sucking his cock. Cindy bobbed her head over his penis and lapped at his shaft with her strong tongue. Even his balls got a saliva bath with her experienced swirling tongue. What really sent him over the edge was when Cindy probed under his ball sack and pressed that muscle of hers against his anus. Evan widened his legs out to give her better access and cried out her name. Cindy repositioned herself now, on her hands and knees with her gorgeous, gigantic ass high off the mattress. The sheets fell away and her nightie slipped down the small of her back, revealing her white thong parting her ass cheeks. Evan saw a heart shape made of tanned skin and soft pliable cheeks very much out of his reach at this new size. Oh how he wished he could grip them and massage her. Instead, Cindy kept her hands pressed against him, holding him firm against his propped up pillow. She suddenly got up, kneeling high over his body and lifting off her nightie. She tossed it on his head, and the smell of her sweet perfume consumed him. With no effort at all, Cindy pulled Evan down lower on the mattress and straddled his body. Her fingers reached for his erection and with her middle and index fingers, she stroked him to keep him hard. Her other hand diddled with her lips and clit, getting herself wet for his entrance. “But baby, I’m so small,” he countered. Cindy shushed him and shook her head. “It’s my birthday, and I want this.” She then lowered herself onto his small cock, letting it easily enter her canal. Evan could feel her pussy surround and caress his cock, but wondered if the opposite was true as well. Evan now felt the full weight of Cindy on top of him, and his body had been sent deep into the forgiving comfort of the mattress. Her ass held him in place, and she cupped her breasts high above him. He could only watch as she licked her own nipples and rode him. Evan felt with his upturned hands at her thighs, now controlling him with sheer weight. Cindy bucked, swirled, and gyrated on her man, really grinding into his dwarfed body. Cindy now quickened her pace, rubbing herself all over his body now. His erect cock slipped out of her rubbery lips and became smeared with juices and silky labia. She wiped her sex over his face, chest, groin and legs, only to come back and do it again. She was getting off on all the features of his body now, enjoying the feel of her man. He tightened his body up, tasting and smelling her sex burn with lust for him. The feel of his massive girlfriend having her way with him was so intoxicating, he shot his load against her traveling pussy lips, and some even landed against her wrinkled anus. This, in turn, sent Cindy to climax as well, squirting her love all over his smaller frame. She rocked her hips against him, coating him and bashing his body between her legs and ass cheeks. Evan rode out her orgasm until she calmed down, smiling back at him. “That was so hot, Evan, but I have one more present to give myself this morning.” She got up, turned her body around 180 degrees, and settled back on her lover’s body. Now, her ass was filling up his vision, with that puckered pink hole coming down on his face. Evan became nervous, wondering what she had in mind. Cindy pushed herself back at Evan until she could feel his face pressed into her ass crack. “Eat my ass out, Evan. Don’t ever stop until I let you, you dirty little man. God yes, get in there and ream my asshole out!” Evan could barely hear her commands, what with those two luscious cheeks blocking out any sound. He did as she wished, and plunged his tongue deep into her back door, tasting her ass and rubbing those giant cheeks with his small palms. Cindy got into another groove and pumped her ass into his head. Evan fought for air, getting only tiny gasps when she unbuckled the connection between his face and her crack. He timed his breaths and let her ass beat his face senseless. She rubbed up and down using her hips, feeling his facial features on her asshole. This sensation sent her into another violent orgasm, and Evan could feel her juices pour out onto his chest. Cindy screamed out his name before crashing forward, pinning his legs beneath her girth. He lay there, somewhat bruised from the ordeal, watching her ass quiver with excitement. Her legs bookended him now, with her feet just above his head. Cindy lay there quietly, coming back down from her earth-shattering orgasm. To be in such control for once made her drunk with lust, love, and power. Smiling to herself, Cindy took off the magical ring and gave it a toss out the open window of their high rise apartment. Evan saw the source of his diminished body fall past their window sill to the street below. “What was that for, Cindy?” he asked. “I’ve decided I like you at this size, and will be in charge from now on. You will be my love toy, as well as my lover. You will do as I say and carry out my every sexual wish. If you’re a good boy, I’ll treat you well. If not, you will be punished in front of my girlfriends. Do you agree?” she asked, turning around on the bed to face him once more. She had the look of a hungry tiger now, positioned to pounce on his frail-looking body if she wanted. Evan nodded his acceptance. “Let’s kiss on it, then,” she said, shoving her huge tongue into his smaller mouth. When the kiss was over, she collected him under her body and held him like a teddy bear. Close to her heart, and pressed into her breast. She slipped back into sleep, cuddled to her new-sized lover and happy in her new state of power. Evan could not break her hold on him, so he succumbed to her power over him and drifted off to sleep as well. She owned him fully now, and perhaps that was her birthday wish after all.

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GTSWriter 2/14/2012 8:12:08 AM Rating: 0 Happy Birthday To Me Cindy woke first on the morning of her birthday. She stretched her toned body and scratched her head through her illustrious brown hair. Her sexy body had been clad only in a silky white nightie adorned by black accents in lace. The nightie matched the bedspread, which matched the sheets, which matched the bed frame, which of course matched the color of the walls. Cindy, and her sleeping boyfriend, Evan, loved the look of white in their apartment. She got up carefully as to not wake Evan, and tip-toed to the bathroom to make herself more presentable. She brushed her hair out, ran a toothbrush over her pearly white teeth, and spritzed some perfume over her bosom. Lastly, she pulled out the vanity drawer where she kept most of her beauty tools and withdrew an ancient, ornate wooden box. Inside the box contained a mystical ring held in place by Japanese silk. Cindy pulled the ring out and examined it carefully. It glowed a green light, with swirling smoke trails inside the gem affixed to the center of the ring. Cindy placed it on her right ring finger, held it between her breasts after creating a fist. She closed her eyes and wished her birthday dream in her mind. The ring grew warm, flashed green light in the bathroom, and returned to its dim glow once more. When Cindy opened her eyes, she smiled in the mirror, whispered happy birthday to her reflection, and returned to the bed. Evan was still out cold, so she slipped back into the covers and lay next to her man. Within moments, Evan stirred in his sleep, turned over onto his back, and spoke in his sleep as though experiencing a nightmare. All the while, his body began shrinking before Cindy’s eyes. She sat in bed with her back propped up by pillows and watched her wish come true. After over three minutes, Evan’s body had become reduced to half his original height. His eyes fluttered awake, and he yawned. He looked lovingly over at his girlfriend staring back at him with a smile that looked like the cat who ate the canary. “Happy birthday, babe,” he murmured, stretching. “You look beautiful this morning. You also look…” and that’s when he noticed the change. Evan sprung up from his horizontal position and shook the sleep out of his eyes. Cindy, the love of his life, sat taller than he did by at least two feet. She giggled at his reaction and watched him freak out in bed. “What the hell happened to me? I’m tiny!” “You sure are, sweetie,” she answered, still holding that wide smile of hers. “You look adorable at that size. I could just eat you up!” She reached over and rubbed his small head with her soft warm hand. “At this tiny size, I bet you could eat me up. I don’t get it, I used to be taller than you, what the hell happened to me?” “I shrank you, silly. My birthday present to myself is to be in control of our lovemaking, and what better way to dominate you than to become twice your size.” Evan lifted the sheets and looked down at his new body. His cock lay limp against his thigh. It looked puny to him now, compared to Cindy’s gargantuan thigh resting near his. He could only imagine the opening to her love canal now. His cock would never pleasure her at this size, even erect. It would be like fucking her with the end of a pencil. Evan sighed, looking down at himself. Cindy simply smiled and smoothed her hand down over his chest, across his flat stomach, and rubbed his cock to life. She had a touch that always awoke his cock whenever she pleased. Now was no different. “But baby, I can’t fuck you like this. You would just laugh at me,” he pleaded his case. Cindy shook her head and kept rubbing him. “You let me worry about that, baby. It’s my birthday, and I want what I want.” She pressed her free hand against Evan’s chest and scooted her larger body down to position her mouth over his erection. He could only lay back and let Cindy do what she wanted, which was suck his cock fully in her mouth. Those big lips slid against his shaft and sucked in his balls with no effort at all. Evan’s groin was now encased by her warm silky mouth and hot breath.

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GTSWriter 2/13/2012 3:47:36 PM Rating: 0 Once home, they stripped down to panties and bras, rejoining their embrace and kiss from the casino. Allie pushed Nikki back on their shared bed, and Nikki took off her bra to free her perky full breasts. Allie kept her bra on, and lay between Nikki’s thighs to suckle the blonde’s breasts and nipples. Nikki moaned and threw her head back on the pillow, while rubbing the bottoms of her feet over the soft bedspread. She loved Allie’s attention to her chest. Allie kept her ass high in the air, teasing Nikki, since Nikki always loved to lick Allie out from behind. She just showed Nikki what she was missing and kept sucking those pert nipples. Nikki groaned again, but not from lust. She was still feeling pains below, and that stopped Allie’s loving attention to Nikki’s sexual needs. “More pain, babe?” the brunette asked. “Kind of, Allie. I’m sorry to cut you off, but this actually feels like something is moving around in my pussy. I can’t explain it.” “Let me check it out.” Allie kissed Nikki reassuringly and moved down her body to pry open Nikki’s pussy lips. Peering in, Allie gasped like she had seen a ghost. “Holy…shit…Nikki. You are NOT going to believe this!” “What?!” Nikki asked, now frantic. “What the fuck did you see?” “Hang on, baby, let me get my camcorder. I don’t want to miss a second of this. Do NOT move, whatever you do!” Allie ran to their walk in closet and grabbed her JVC Handycam, and raced back to the bed. “Pull down your panties, baby, and lift your legs in the air.” Nikki did as instructed while Allie turned on the camera and focused it at Nikki’s exposed pussy. “Help me out and pull your pussy lips open. You are not going to believe this. Hell, I don’t even believe this!” Nikki felt more movement, as if something was trying to make its way to her vaginal opening. She moaned more, asking what was happening to her. Allie just kept taping the experience. “Allie, I’m scared. Tell me what’s going on! NOW!” She had that frightened look on her face, and began breathing faster out of fear. “Victor,” Allie tried to answer, “is shrunk to the size of your finger, and is crawling out of your pussy! I shit you not!” Allie kept her camera’s focus and witnessed a black-haired man roughly five inches long, stretch out his tiny arms and grip the frightened blonde’s clitoris. With that done, he pulled himself further out. Nikki was wet with juices, and it helped the slickened Victor glide past her pussy’s muscles. Now almost out, the tired magician slumped to her taint in exhaustion and slipped fully out of her vagina. Victor slid down her taint and over her anus like a rag doll. He continued to slide between her cheeks until he fell to the bed. Nikki kept her legs in the air, with her pink panties stretched around her thighs. She let out a moan and lung full of air, as though giving birth and feeling any pain subside. Allie caught it all on tape, blinking with her eyes at what she was seeing. Was this really happening, Allie asked herself silently. Allie picked up Victor extremely carefully and held the puny man in her pal m. She brought the magician up to Nikki’s face so she could see, and the blonde gasped, seeing Victor for the first time since the show’s finale. “Victor,” she asked softly, “is that you? Can you hear us?” Victor lifted his head and nodded yes. He turned around and spotted Allie’s huge face at his back and smiled. He then motioned both women to come closer to hear his faint, high pitched voice. They leaned in, and Victor could smell their perfume so richly in his tiny nostrils. “Tadaaa!” he simply said, taking a bow in Allie’s warm palm.

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GTSWriter 2/13/2012 3:47:18 PM Rating: 0 The Greatest Trick of Them All “And finally, ladies and gentlemen, this is a disappearing trick no one has ever been able to figure out in the history of the magician. No other magician has dared to try it, because it’s the most dangerous magic known to man. Not even Houdini himself would attempt such a feat. But, for your entertainment, I am about to break that barrier tonight. I dedicate this trick to my two gorgeous assistants. I love you both so much.” Victor Carter, also known as Victor the Great, the casino’s top entertainer, gestured to the women on the stage: a blonde and brunette who held sexy stances and waved their arms in wild gestures over his triangular contraption as he spoke. Nikki, the blond woman, and Allie, the brunette vision in skimpy costume, smiled back at him lovingly with his dedication and then smiled at the audience. Even they didn’t know what he was up to, but the show must go on, and they played along. They had been his assistants for over five years, and helped him amass such a fortune in the field of stage magic here in Las Vegas. The two not only worked three shows a night alongside Victor, but they were permanent guests at his massive estate outside the city limits. The lights dimmed, the music created a tense atmosphere, and Nikki helped Victor step into his disappearance contraption while Allie strutted across the stage with a black curtain to hide Victor as he waved goodbye to the crowd. The audience waited with gasping breath as Victor called out a mysterious incantation while smoke rose from the generators and the colored lights dazzled the crowd. Suddenly, Allie dropped the curtain just after a loud boom sounded in the auditorium and one last puff of white smoke billowed out of the generators. When the scene cleared and the audience could see, sure enough Victor was nowhere on the stage with the two beautiful women. However, at the same moment the trick was performed, Nikki felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, but kept her smile and waved her arms through the interior of the contraption that once held Victor. The crowd applauded with a standing ovation, and waited around to see if he would reappear. Even the show staff wondered where he might be, but after waiting over five minutes, there was no trace of Victor the Great. The house lights went up, letting the people gather their belongings and make their way back to the casino floor. After the main curtain came back together, the show’s producer came forward and questioned the two lovely assistants. They knew nothing. Nikki and Allie were just as stunned as the stage crew. Once alone, Nikki confronted her lover, Allie, in the dressing room. “I don’t feel so good, Allie,” she admitted. “Oh baby, what’s wrong?” Allie came to her side and put her arm around the blonde beauty. “I don’t know, something felt wrong inside me when Victor vanished. I can’t explain it, but I felt cramps when the trick was done.” She looked worried at her fellow assistant. Allie laughed it off. “Oh honey, you’re probably just having your period. I wouldn’t worry about it. I’ll take you home, and take care of you in bed. You’ll feel much better tomorrow morning.” Allie slipped out of her costume and proceeded to get dressed in her street clothes. Nikki joined her, saying, “I don’t know, Allie, I had my period just last week. This feels different.” Nikki slipped into her ripped jeans and threw on a sexy tight sweater, then brushed her hair in the makeup mirror. Allie came up behind her and kissed her cheek lovingly. “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll take care of you like I always do. You’ll see.” She sealed the deal with a loving, lingering kiss on the mouth, sending lust throughout Nikki’s body. Nikki responded by plunging her tongue into Allie’s mouth and searching for an oral wrestling match. “Mmmm,” she moaned, “let’s take this home and finish it there.” The two left, arm in arm, looking at each other with lustful eyes.

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	GTSWriter 2/13/2012 7:13:47 AM Rating: 0 Thanks, MarkM!
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GTSWriter 2/10/2012 3:40:29 PM Rating: 0 He leaned his head back to catch a breath before diving back into her. Peter felt her finger rubbing on the top of his head while she fingered her love button, which sparked him to give her even more of him. He drank in her juices while pushing his cock into her puckered ass ring. It slipped past her sphincter and into her anal canal. She felt him enter and cooed. “Nice touch, baby,” she breathed, and began to ride his tiny cock. Her bucking motion caused her pussy lips to slap his face, but Peter loved it. Her clit was beaten into his face over and over, and he answered by nibbling it with each downward push. Mandy rose up, bent Peter’s legs into her pussy, and rode him some more, cowgirl style. Both legs created a combined phallus feeling even larger than her biggest dildo, and that caused her to cry out and quicken her pace. Peter lay beneath this sexual giant and watched her fuck his limbs. Mandy rotated her hips now, really grinding against him. Peter could feel his legs soaked in juices, and sliding alongside her pussy walls. The feeling made him explode his semen inside her, not fearing impregnating his gigantic lover. Mandy pushed off Peter just then, diddled her clit quickly, and sprayed the little man-toy with her flushing orgasm. Peter lay in a pool of her heated juices, smearing the pearly viscous solution over his lean body. She then turned around and pushed her ass at his face, making him shove his head inside her asshole. Peter tasted his own pre-cum from earlier inside her anus, and popped his head back out for air. Mandy’s enormous ass cheeks commanded his view, and he was pleasantly surprised he didn’t smell any anal gases from her opening. He lunged back in to pleasure Mandy once more. She squeezed her cheeks together in response, letting her second orgasm pinch his head inside her rear end. Peter slapped her cheeks, letting her know he needed to come out and gasp more air. She released him and rubbed those ballooning cheeks on his limp body. Rubbing out a third orgasm on his doll-sized body, she coated him one last time, painting his body with her soaked labia. Mandy then collected Peter in her embrace and held him to her jutting breasts. She positioned a nipple to his mouth and had him suckle her until the milk flowed. Peter drank from her until he had his fill and fell asleep in her arms, satiated. Mandy looked down at her little boy-toy and smiled. She was amazed at how well he could bring out the woman in her. Perhaps that’s why she started lactating for him. Tucking her panties next to him, she kissed his head and pulled a blanket over the two of them. He had earned his $500 from his friends after all. Too bad she was never letting him out of her sight to collect on the bet. He was just too valuable of a lay to ever let him go!

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GTSWriter 2/10/2012 3:40:17 PM Rating: 0 “Well, about that,” he started to say, “before I shrunk myself, my friends and I made a bet that I couldn’t get a pair of your panties and bring it back to our fraternity. If I was successful, they would pay me $500. Kind of stupid now, right?” he nervously chuckled, hoping she would go easy on him. She never adjusted her stance, towering over him, nor her expression of irritation. “So, you’re basically a little college-age pervert who wanted to steal my panties, even after I just got done donating over three million dollars to your science fair project. This is how the university thanks me for my generosity?” Peter gulped hard as he felt his heart sink to his stomach. What damage did he just cause with this stupid little stunt? “Are you going to call the police?” he asked. “Hell,” she spat, “the cuffs wouldn’t fit on your wrists anyway. I have another idea, though.” She picked him up and tossed him onto her bed. He landed roughly and tumbled until he lay on his back. Mandy walked around to the side of the bed and slid onto the soft mattress on her left shin, tucked under her thigh. She looked down at him with devilish eyes, a facial feature that scared the puny Peter. With cat-like moves, she crawled up the bed to loom over the little captive. Peter looked at her swinging breasts above him, with those pink nipples getting harder with each sway. Those massive tree trunk thighs of hers straddled his body, making her knees sink into the forgiving mattress and blankets beneath her. Mandy’s naked ass sat high above him, like soft globes of flesh begging for attention. Peter started getting aroused, and those tight black jeans of his made it uncomfortable for his cock to grow any longer. “Get naked, now!” she commanded him. “If I’m naked, so must you be. Don’t disobey me.” She watched as he quickly slithered out of his clothing. The black t-shirt he wore had been tossed to his right, along with his jeans, socks, and black sneakers. Mandy cocked an eye, silently saying “the underwear too.” Now completely naked, Peter lay beneath his large captor and wondered what would happen next. “I have a proposition for you, Peter. Since I was going to end my evening grinding against my vibrator before I fell asleep, I’m going to let you replace my toy. If you can bring me to orgasm, I won’t call the police. If, though, you are less than amazing, I’m going to let a judge throw the book at you, and you can kiss your scientific career goodbye.” Peter’s little erection began to die at the thought of being incarcerated in some prison instead of working on scientific research. Why did he have to listen to his geeky friends challenging him to sneak into her house and steal some panties? “I… accept,” he chirped. “I don’t need your acceptance, idiot. We’re going to do this anyway.” Mandy stroked her index finger under his cock, pushing his balls against his own taint. The little prick sprung back into life, so she stroked it softly. Taking it between her index and middle finger, she stroked him hard and lowered her nipple to his small mouth. Peter reached out and sucked her hardened nipple, lathering it with his tongue. To his delight, Mandy started moaning. She straightened up and scooted her body over his face, then lowered her pussy onto his face. Peter smelled her smoky musky sex as it lowered onto him. Her lips accepted his facial intrusion easily, and he began to lick her lips. Mandy then played with her clit while Peter lapped at her liquid pussy and felt her immensely expanding ass cheeks with his hands. The mere weight of her body on top of him would crush him instantly if not for her leg muscles keeping her mass at bay.

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GTSWriter 2/10/2012 3:40:03 PM Rating: 0 Home Invasion Mandy arrived at her estate, weary from the evening’s event. She was at a fund-raiser for the local university’s science department. The staff there had been working on a size-reduction ray which would allow her inherited company the ability to reduce inventory for increased shipping quotas. This, in turn, would guarantee sizeable profits for her company, as units shipped would more than quintuple if they could get it working and into her company’s warehouse. She rubbed elbows with many stodgy old men and ass-kissing young scientists from the university’s lab department. This was not Mandy’s idea of a fun evening, so she was glad to be home after donating three million dollars into the project. Mandy undressed in her spacious master bedroom and walked around nude, except for her black high heels adorned with real diamonds. When she went out, she loved being a spectacle of extravagant wealth. Heels always made her feel even sexier, so she left them on for the time being. Also adorning her perfect skin had been her matching diamond necklace and bracelet. Mandy paraded around her bedroom after hanging up her evening dress and looked at her physique in the mirror. At her age of thirty seven, she was still at her sexual attractiveness peak. She fixed her hair, and then cupped her sizeable breasts in her hands. The plastic surgeon did a phenomenal job on her, and she hefted the enhanced globes, massaging them gently. Mandy turned around and looked at her buttocks, still shapely and toned, and finally admired her legs. They stayed dynamite all those years, which made her happy she hired that personal trainer. Suddenly Mandy heard glass breaking nearby. Was it in the hallway? The next room? How did someone get past her security system? Panicked, Mandy crept to the door to try and hear anything more. Her cell phone lay on the night stand by her bed. If she had to, she could dial 911 in eight steps from where she stood. The walk in closet door creaked, and Mandy quickly turned her head. Stepping out, making almost no noise, walked a man no taller than Mandy’s knees. He looked around, hoping no one saw him, but Mandy studied his moves the whole time. She waited until he was in the middle of the room, and roughly three feet from her. That’s when she spooked the tiny intruder. “Hey!” she called out quickly. The little imp froze in his tracks and looked at her towering over him. “What the hell are you? Where did you come from?” she demanded. The tiny man wondered if there was any escape route, but she stood between him and the doorway to the hall. He was trapped and he knew it. Mandy walked over to him and stood with her hands on her hips. The little sneak looked up at her fearful, so he put his hands up to protect him from any attack she may use on him, fruitless as it may have been. “Answer me, damn it,” she cursed, looking down at him with contempt. “Mm, my name is Peter, ma’am. I’m from the university. I work on the shrink ray we’re developing. I don’t mean you any harm. I’m sorry for being here.” His voice squeaked out with his small size, since his vocal cords were now one –fifth the size of a normal man’s set of pipes. “What are you doing here, and how did you even get inside my mansion?” Mandy was not happy, but relieved Peter was not someone who could assault or kidnap her. This pipsqueak couldn’t make off with her heavy necklace even if she gave it to him. “I was at the fundraising party tonight, and I saw you across the room. I noticed how beautiful you were, but also how bored you were with the presentation. I wanted to meet you, but I have trouble meeting women. I was hoping you might be impressed with our shrink ray if I could show you how well it works.” “How does that explain you showing up in my walk-in closet, let alone being in my house at all?” His case was not going well. Mandy had been growing even more irritated with little Peter.

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GTSWriter 2/10/2012 1:59:11 PM Rating: 2 Is this permanent, or do you shrink back to your normal size?” “I shrink back in about three or four days, but I can’t go anywhere when I’m like this. I don’t want to draw attention or destroy anything. When I would leave you for those days each month, I’d drive up to the family cabin and hang out there until it passed, and then come back to you. I’m so sorry for keeping this from you, and I won’t fault you for dumping me. No one probably wants to love a freakish giantess like me.” “Do NOT say that, ever again,” he said with force in his voice. “You are so beautiful to me, I’m standing here absolutely stunned. I don’t see a freak at all. I see a sexy goddess come to earth before me. I couldn’t love you more if I tried. Hell, this morning, in the bedroom, I thought I had seen the pinnacle of my love for you, because I have something for you. But, seeing you now, so big and so damn beautiful, well, you’ve shown me there are even more layers of love to explore. I love you, Stacie, and I don’t want you to leave my life.” Stacie brightened at his words and sniffled her runny nose away once more. She coughed the tears back and smiled. “I swear to you, Ethan, this disease of mine is not contagious, and it’s not permanent when it happens. I do return to my normal size, obviously. You really don’t mind that I’m a giantess?” She looked earnestly at her little lover. “My God,no,” he answered. “This is probably the sexiest sight in the world, looking at you. Your hair is even longer, and I like that look on you. I swear I’m standing in the presence of a true goddess, not a freak. In fact, since I consider you a goddess, I should probably kneel before your greatness.” Ethan got down on one knee and kiddingly bowed before her. Stacie rolled her eyes and told him to get up and stop acting so foolish. “Didn’t you say you had something for me?” she suddenly remembered. “I do,” he replied, fetching the box in his pocket. “Stacie, you have been my ultimate wish ever since I asked you out four years ago. I still can’t believe you chose me out of any guy in the city. Large or small, I don’t care. I need you. Stacie Martinson, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?” Ethan opened the box and held up the tiny ring to her. Stacie shouted a jubilant reply and agreed to marry the little Ethan. She reached for him just then, grabbing his child-sized body and hugging him close. Ethan became pressed into her chest and cuddled under her chin. She swung him left and right in excitement, nearly flinging off his shoes in the process. She didn’t put him back down for at least ten minutes, she was too excited. When she eventually did, Ethan took the ring out of the box and held before her large digit. Her manicured finger was well over four times the size needed to fit the ring, so he put it back in the box and promised her he would slip it on when she reduced her size. Ethan looked at his watch and realized he was late for work. “Crap, I got to get to work, Stacie! Will you be OK in the apartment while I’m gone? Should I get you anything?” “I guess I never thought about it, but could you bring some food into the living room? I don’t know if I could fish it out of the kitchen without destroying your walls or woodwork. Also, I’m not so certain I can use your bathroom. I hate to say it, but could you fetch me something I could, well, you know?” Ethan grabbed a five-gallon bucket from a closet and handed it to her. “It’s the best I got, will it do?” he asked, shrugging his shoulders. “It will have to do, thank you. I’m so sorry about this, Ethan. Next month I’ll take you with to the cabin. I know you’ve been dying to see it. Now you know why I would never let you go with me. You are so wonderful to be this understanding about my condition.” “Never call it a disease again, baby. It’s a gift, not a disease. When I come home tonight, we’re going to make love all night. I cannot wait to play with you being this size. I’m not even going to be able to concentrate at work!” He knelt once again, in a mockingly goddess-adoring gesture. “Can this mere mortal get a kiss from his goddess before he leaves for work?” Stacie giggled and crawled to him. Holding back her long strands of plush brown hair, she puckered her ruby-red lips. “Of course you can, my little sexy servant. Make your goddess proud today.” She kissed him gently on the lips, tasting her tiny fiancé’s lips on hers. Thank God he’s understanding, she thought. Oh the fun they were going to have that evening. She became soaked just thinking about it!

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GTSWriter 2/10/2012 1:58:54 PM Rating: 4 Ethan was excited, staring down at the small velvet box he held in his hands. Sparkling back at him in the morning sunlight through the bedroom window was a 24-karat diamond engagement ring. Today he was going to get down on bended knee and ask his girlfriend, Stacie, of four years to marry him. She was the light of his life, and the thought of tying the knot with her made every fiber of his being ignite with pure love for her. He closed the box with a snap and headed for the door. Pulling on the knob, the door wouldn’t open for him. Ethan cocked his head in confusion and studied the doorknob. It turned, but the door simply wouldn’t open. “Stacie?” he called out, “are you there? Why won’t the door open?” Ethan heard furniture moving and tumbling from the living room of their spacious warehouse apartment. “Honey, are you there? Please open the door. What’s going on out there?” Stacie answered him back, but her voice was louder, and deeper, than he normally had been used to. “Please stay in there, Ethan. I don’t want you to see me like this.” “Like what?!” he shouted, now panicked. “Open this door at once!” What was all that noise from the furniture? Chair legs rubbed against the hardwood floors and what sounded like the couch tipping over thudded on the wooden floor. Two lamps also broke, and this made Ethan think the worst, like a home invasion with Stacie’s life at stake. He pounded on the door for all he was worth, trying to get to his love. “Alright, alright, I’ll open the door,” Stacie responded nervously, “just please keep an open mind. I tried leaving early this morning, but I couldn’t get out of the apartment in time.” She opened the bedroom door and cringed back to give him room to enter the living room area. Ethan rushed out and saw a mess of his furniture. Broken lamps and glass were spread across the floor, while his stuffed chairs were pushed against the walls, next to the tipped over stuffed couch that made the set complete. What really got his attention, though, was Stacie, in a seated fetal position, in the middle of the living room, wearing a large grey tank top and black panties. She, however, was nowhere near her 5’4” height. No, she was now over twenty feet in length, crouched in the vaulted living room trying her best not to knock into the chandelier or bust one of his picture frame windows. She was immense, scared, and half-naked. “What the hell, Stacie? What is going on?” Stacie began to cry, believing her world was crashing before her just now. She had kept this secret from Ethan for years, but now there was no more hiding it. He waited over twenty minutes for Stacie to stop crying, wipe her teary eyes and sniffle back her running nose, and divulge her size-changing secret. “I didn’t want you to know about this, because I thought if you did, you would leave me. I suppose you still will when this is all over. Ethan,” she paused, trying to find the words, “I have a rare, unique condition. In fact, my family back east all has the same affliction. We are all diagnosed with Lycanthropic-Giganticism, or as it’s normally called: Lunar Size Changing Disease. Every month when the moon is full, everyone in my family will grow to roughly twenty feet in height. We can’t explain it.” She stopped and studied him for his reaction to all of this. Ethan sat down in one of the pushed aside chairs and looked at her. “You hate me now, don’t you? I don’t blame you. No one wants to date a freak, and that’s what I am, I suppose. This is why I told you I never dated much, and why there were times I wouldn’t stay over at your apartment. I can’t stop my growth spurts, and I didn’t want to hurt you, or your feelings about me.” She started crying again, hanging her head in her giant hands while her hair hung down to her thighs. Ethan’s heart tore in his chest to see her in pain like this. He stood up and held out his hand to comfort her. Ethan placed it on her knee and patted her, trying to console his huge girlfriend. She was just as beautiful as ever, only larger in size now. He grabbed a box of tissues and held it up for her, waiting for her to notice the gesture. Through bleary eyes she saw it and grabbed the tiny pieces of tissue paper and smeared them under her eyes and across her nostrils. Ethan collected the wad into a waste pail and stared at her more.

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 3:12:34 PM Rating: 0 Now kneeling over me, she looked down with a hunger in her eyes and bulbous breasts in her hands. She lowered her pussy to my feet, and within seconds they disappeared into her. Cammie sank her hips lower, swallowing my legs up to my hips. I was waist-deep in my wife’s pussy, and I loved it! “Oh fuck, Todd, you’re even bigger like this than your regular cock! No offense…” “None taken, I get it, love,” I said, wiggling my feet for her. She held my body to the sandy beach with her one hand and humped my two legs with wild abandon. I’ve never witnessed anything sexier than Cammie fucking me cowgirl style. She came all over my legs, grinding me deep and saying my name in a throaty groan. I felt new juices coat my body, and her clit pushed and rubbed hard into my stomach. She diddled her clit and started up another round of explosive, body-shuddering orgasms that vibrated me to the core. When it was over, Cammie fell off my body and thundered a crash to the towel. I lay in a musky juice bath next to her, reaching for her to cuddle. She collected me and kissed me all over, licking her juices and repeating how much she loved me. I found her breast’s nipple and suckled from her. Believe it or not, but I think this tiny remote island had an effect on her too. Her nipple started producing warm milk. I drank her nourishing cream and hugged her bulging tit to my body. This new sensation sent Cammie into another round of orgasm, and then she called it quits for the day. I, believe it or not, got her exhausted! More so than even I was myself. “OK, enough, baby,” she cooed, trying to come back to earth. She lay on her stomach again, and reached in to pull me out from under her. She released me on her thighs that she kept tightly together, and let me use her stunning ass as my pillow. I lay there for the rest of the afternoon in complete comfort. Lazy-Boy chairs have nothing on a giantess’ ass and thighs. We slept until we heard the boat engines churn and cough until the captain turned off the gas and coated to a stop on the shore. The woman driving the boat saw Cammie sleeping and I relaxing on her legs. She laughed out loud and brought us on board. I stood on the floor of the boat while the two giantesses discussed our time on the magical island. “I see you discovered the magic of the island,” she said, looking down at my new condition. “Tell me, did you suckle from your wife’s breast at all?” Cammie replied, “Well, that’s a little personal, but to answer your question, why?” “Because drinking in your breast milk makes the change permanent. He is your charge for the rest of your lives together. Take care of your new little man. He will need you now, and forever after. A storm is brewing off the coast, so I need to get you back to the resort.” Cammie looked down at me, and I smiled back. I was actually comfortable with this new arrangement. Marriage to a giantess is going to rock!

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 3:12:18 PM Rating: 0 “Walk through, baby,” she said, nudging me with her foot. “What if it makes me even smaller still?” I asked. She pondered the possibility as well. “We have to at least try. If went through the cave this way, and stepped out through that opening, try and do it the opposite way. I’ll wait for you here.” She knelt down and looked at me. She looked so lovely, being so concerned for my well-being. That’s why I married her, because she and I care for each other so much. She kissed my head and scooted me to the cave entrance. I walked through the reverse way, but when I got outside the cave once more, nothing happened. I didn’t see the light flash I did before. I shrugged my shoulders and looked up at my blonde goddess. She had me try a few more times, but each time was the same result. I was still shrunk. We went back to the blanket and tried to figure out what to do. I sat next to her and gazed at my huge bride. She looked back at her doll-husband. She sighed, and picked me up once more. Sitting on her knees, we talked about what sort of future we could have with our height difference. “If nothing else, I have to know if you can pleasure me like you did before.” Cammie lay back on the towel and placed me between her thighs. Her naked sex smiled at me vertically while her rosebud asshole winked from below. Cammie looked at me past her heaving chest and watched to see what I would do next. I stripped myself of my shorts, revealing a raging hard cock. I stepped up to her pussy and plunged my cock inside. Cammie felt nothing earth-shattering, which was for certain. I played with her fleshy clit, and that seemed to do something to her. I saw her big puffy nipples rise to the occasion, and she massaged her globes while I played down south. I then knelt down and grabbed at her asshole and butt cheeks. This got her to moan, so she lay back and gripped her ass, pulling it open for me. I rubbed my cock and pushed it into her puckered opening. Cammie cooed and egged me on. Now, she pulled her legs up over her chest, and I had full access to her rear end. I fucked her butt for all I could muster. For that short time, I felt like a god, taking this beautiful creature in the ass. Her cheeks pushed back against my mini force, and I loved their caress of my tiny body. Cammie even clenched her cheeks, hugging me with her ass. I loved it all so much, I quickly came in her back door. Normally I could hold out for much longer, but the experience caught me off guard. I slumped out of her butt and knelt before her glistening pussy lips. I reached up and sucked her clit while massaging her labia. That got her engine revving, and she let loose an orgasm that had her screaming my name across the sandy beach. Cammie flipped over onto her hands and knees, shoving her ass back at me. It looked so gorgeous, I kissed it all over. “Fist fuck me, Todd!” she growled. This was a woman I didn’t want to disappoint, so I made a fist and pushed it into her pussy. I slid in easily, all the way to my shoulder. Her ass cheeks were pressed to both sides of my face, and I drank in her musk. I slipped my arm out only to shove it in again, and this made her buck and arch her back even more. My face eventually buried in her ass crack, and I felt for her G-spot with my outstretched hand. I felt around, feeling the bumpy insides of her vaginal wall. Juices flowed out of her, translucent and sweet tasting. I drank her, and the result was a upper-body bath of her secreted sex. She started humping my arm with wild abandon now, until she pulled me out and had me lie on the towel with my feet raised perpendicular to the ground.

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 3:12:04 PM Rating: 0 I knew I shouldn’t have gone in that cave. Why do I do stuff like that? I should have just left well enough alone, but I was somehow compelled to enter this cave nearby where Cammie and I were sunbathing. We had taken this trip to the Caribbean and bought a day trip to a secluded island three miles off St. Kitt’s mainland. It was our honeymoon, and we thought it would be great to get away from everyone else on the planet. I entered the cave slowly, and that’s when I saw the flash of light. I think it was light I saw. When I came back out of the cave entrance, everything was much bigger. The cave entrance towered over me, the beach now seemed endless before reaching the ocean’s edge, and the palm trees waved way over my head. I walked out into the tropical sunlight and noticed that even the grains of beach sand under my feet felt more like pebbles than granules. Making my way back to where Cammie sat in the sand, I saw her get up and stand before me. My gorgeous Cammie now stood a good twenty four feet tall, a veritable goddess of the sun and sea. She had her back to me, letting the rays above turn her skin a golden tan. I wanted to shout out to her and have her help me get out of my predicament, but my God she was stunning to look at, so I stood there silent and watched. That’s when she started disrobing before me. By my estimation, I only came up just shy of her kneecap. Cammie looked down at the sand by her feet and took off her red bikini bottom first. I would have guessed she would have started with her mosaic-colored bikini top, but sure as I’m writing this, she let go of her bottom and stepped out of it. Cammie had her ass facing me, and I got such a rise out the show. I’ve always been attracted to her entire body, but there is just something about her gorgeous ass that has me hard in milliseconds. Her legs looked so powerful from my perspective. At my new size, they were Caucasian tree trunks, perfectly sculpted and clean shaven. Only the clinging sand created any defect in her grace and beauty. Oh how I wanted to reach up and touch those cheeks I married a week before. Cammie then took her top off too and stretched her arms wide. The breeze caressed her body, and that lovely blonde curly hair flew like a flag in the wind. She was, and always will be, my goddess. At this point, I had to get her attention. I was still shrunken to just over eight inches tall, and this could be serious if not corrected. “CAMMIE!” I shouted. She didn’t hear me. I don’t blame her, since with my new size, even my vocal chords didn’t create the same tone I was used to. I sounded like a mouse caught in a trap. I tried again. “Hey, Cammie, look down here!” I think she heard me, since she looked behind her but didn’t see anyone. Cammie lay down on the blue striped towel she brought with her, exposing her back and ass to the equatorial sun. I ran up to her face as fast as I could. I looked like a mere doll in front of her large face. Cammie’s eyes were closed, so I shouted again. She jumped up onto her elbows and looked at me for the first time. “What the fuck?” she gasped. “Todd, what happened to you?!” I sheepishly waved back at her. “I think it was that cave over there. Something happened to me when I came out of it, Cam.” Cammie studied me closely and reached out to make sure I was indeed real. The softness of her touch felt so good. “Well, my God,” she exclaimed, “We need to get you back through there and see if it reverses the effect.” She lifted me up without any exertion and held me in her naked embrace like an infant. I was held firmly against her breasts. So soft, and so warm. But, I digress. Cammie started walking to the cave as fast as she could without jostling me too much. She stood a few feet from the entrance and set me down. I hesitated.

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 8:19:58 AM Rating: 0 “What the heck is this?” he asked. “Why am I so small compared to you?” “This is my fantasy, sweetie,” she answered. The computer enhanced her voice, making it boom to Aaron’s smaller ears. She bent down and examined her husband. The computer matched him perfectly to his real body, through the use of the suit. Even his hair was buzzed short, just like he wore in real life. Julie’s computerized hair fell around her shoulders, and her smile was just as dazzling to Aaron. “I’ve always had a giantess fantasy about you, and I wanted my birthday present to be a miniaturized version of you making love to me. What do you think?” Aaron reached out to her, and his hand felt her skin just like it felt in real life. All five senses told Aaron’s brain that she was real, but in his mind he knew this was all a recreation. He walked to his giantess wife and rubbed his hand over her face. She giggled, since it tickled her, and kissed him on his bald head. He felt it completely, and it started his cock to rise. “Mmmmmmm, no there is something I wanted in my mouth all morning long,” she growled with sexual hunger. “Now you know why I took the fast route to get here. I want to suck your cock like a giantess would. Come to me, my pet.” Julie created a table using her mind, and picked up the smaller Aaron, setting him on the table’s surface. She then knelt before him and looked up at him. “Walk to me and shove that missile in your goddess’ mouth,” she commanded. Aaron did as she asked, and set his hands on her head. His tiny fingers were lost inside her thick strands, and he could feel her hot breath on his raging cock. She smiled and looked up at him with her blue-green eyes, sticking her tongue out for Aaron to lay his erection on it. Her teeth looked large and sharp, a dangerous combination for a nervous small man about to fuck a giantess’ mouth. She could easily bite it off if not careful. Steadying himself, Aaron pushed his penis into Julie’s gaping mouth and let her do her thing. It felt incredible as his hips pushed into Julie’s enormous warm lips. He looked down lovingly at his wife, who held his manhood in her mouth. Julie’s tongue quickly swirled around his shaft, pulling on his member with her suction, and lapping at his miniscule testicles that dangled inside her maw. Her nose bumped against his stomach as she bobbed against his manhood. Julie kept her gaze upon Aaron, seeking his reaction to her fellatio. Within minutes, Aaron called out her name and spat his semen into her. She tasted his fluid and sucked him dry, not missing a drop. Aaron slumped to his knees, weak from the experience, while Julie rose up and kissed him all over. The massage from her pursed lips felt so good to Aaron, he started a new semi-hard erection for her. She came up to his face and kissed him once more, letting his own white ejaculate slip from her lips, drain down her tongue, and into his mouth and on his face. Aaron sputtered and tasted himself while Julie held him down on the table. Forcing him to drink his semen, she kissed his tiny face and held firm until she could feel him swallow. Julie giggled and got up, wiping off her chin. Aaron looked at his wife curiously. “That’s another part of my fantasy, baby. I wanted you to know how you taste. Now, know how I taste!” She turned herself around and lowered her immense ass down on his scrawny body until she formed a seal around his head. Aaron was completely covered with her sex, feeling her slick pussy walls slide past his ears. Julie’s vaginal opening muffled any sound he may have heard, and his eyes only saw complete darkness inside her. Flowing freely over his face was a nonstop flood of juices. He drank her in, tasting her salty sour fluid and smelling her sex explode in his nostrils. Outside, Aaron could feel Julie play with his penis and tickle his tiny feet with her fingernails. She stroked him with the soft pads of her fingertips while she ground her hips against his head. Lifting up slightly, she gave him a quick blast of fresh air before pressing her seat on his face once more. Again Aaron found himself muffled in her pussy while his body felt the unforgiving weight of her thighs press onto his frame. She bounced on his face, sometimes pushing her pussy against him, sometimes smacking his face with her anus. Either way, Aaron was forced to pleasure her two holes. Julie quickened her pace until she gushed forth her own orgasm, crying out and moaning her echoed lust. Aaron heard none of it, since he was shoved deep into her ass crack and pussy canal. He was bathed in juices, warm and flowing over his body as Julie let loose. When it was over, she got off her tiny husband and kissed him once more. She licked her cream off his body and whispered her love for him. Aaron smiled and kissed her back until the lights came on. The two found themselves still on their metal tables, strapped to a spaghetti of cords and wires. The technicians disconnected the couple and let them stand. Julie stood just fine, but Aaron found it difficult to right himself. “My God that was incredible!” he shouted. “Whose birthday present was it again? I think I made out better on that deal.” Julie just laughed and hugged her full grown husband dearly. “Thank you, baby. That was the best!”

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 8:19:46 AM Rating: 0 Julie couldn’t drive fast enough, and it was making Aaron nervous. She dodged between cars, barely made traffic lights, and even accidentally splashed a pedestrian with a puddle of water at a corner crosswalk. She yelled out a quick “sorry,” but kept her speed. “Will you slow down?” Aaron exclaimed, holding onto the handle near his head on his side of her car. Julie didn’t listen as she kept her pace. Aaron had purchased an hour session at this new business that opened last month. It was a virtual reality experience that boasted something no other place could offer. She had heard about it on the radio, and was thrilled that Aaron bought the pair some time together. Apparently this computerized sensory enhancement machine could mimic anything a customer could dream up, and make it real. They parked outside the company’s retail store and went in. The front desk receptionist smiled and signed them in, then asked that the pair take a seat. Within fifteen minutes, they were greeted by the head technician, who introduced himself as Rob. “What did you two have in mind? Many like to recreate a tropical beach, or a rocket blast into outer space.” The two looked at each other, and Julie spoke first. “Well,” she said shyly, “Aaron got this for me for my birthday, and I have always had a particular fantasy. However, I want to surprise him with it, so is there any way I could tell you in private?” Aaron looked at her body language, and could tell she was uncomfortable spilling the beans to this technician. She traced circles on the carpeted floor with her toe and bit her index finger while straightening her blonde hair behind her left ear. “Sure,” Rob agreed, “why don’t I have you write down what you want, and our team will enter that into the computer. What we do is set up the background, and use sensor nodes attached to your forehead to let your brainwaves tell the computer what you have in mind, pardon the pun.” All three chuckled as Rob rose from the couch and led them back to the dressing rooms. There, the two were instructed to undress and put on a stretchy black body suit fitted with sensory nodes. They looked as if they were going scuba diving more than entering a computerized world. Once dressed, they stepped outside and were escorted to a pair of medical-looking stainless steel tables. They lay upon them and quickly the other technicians began attaching wires and fumbling with switches. Finally, Rob asked them if they were ready. Both nodded their heads and reached out to hold each other’s hand. Rob instructed them not to touch each other in the physical sense, as that would interfere with the virtual realm the computer creates. When Rob counted back from ten, the lights above dimmed while Julie and Aaron closed their eyes. Once shut, the two saw a flash of racing points of light zoom past their vision, as though being hurdled through space and time. When it was over, they were seeing themselves inside a beige looking room with a brown tiled floor. It felt real to them, but everything around them was created digitally. Aaron looked for Julie, but only saw a pair of sculpted feet and twin columns of shins. He called out for Julie, hearing his voice echo off those beige walls. Julie, on the other hand, smiled to herself as she accepted this new universe created almost entirely from her imagination. She looked down at her feet and saw a digitized image of her husband standing only slightly shorter than her knees. Both people in this electronic setting were completely naked. Julie touched her own body, and felt her smooth skin just as if in real life. Every sense she experienced seemed perfectly real to her. The touch of her skin, the smell of an ocean breeze outside their room, the sound of the crashing waves, and even the voice of her husband calling to her: all perfectly real. She looked down and saw Aaron standing there, wondering where she was. She giggled out loud and let him discover on his own what her fantasy was. With thirty seconds gone by, he finally traced the shins up to where the two huge legs met, and from there, the womanly body that he married two years ago. There was Julie, standing over him like a mother looking at her child, completely naked, only digitized.

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GTSWriter 2/9/2012 7:28:47 AM Rating: 0 Thanks, you guys! I love it when someone writes feedback to my stories. I wish there was a way to announce which photos I wrote stories for, so that you could quickly go right to them. As for making money off of these stories, it IS something I plan on doing soon. I will take these stories, plus more I want to write, and turn them into a collection of stories I'll put on Amazon Kindle for download. I'll let you know when that is done and uploaded for sale.

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GTSWriter 2/8/2012 4:00:42 PM Rating: 0 He stood there, looking up past her large vagina to the flat stomach she had, up past those humongous bulbous breasts, to her lovely smiling face. Her auburn hair curtained her eyes and cheeks, like a brown waterfall caught in time. The scent of her sex filled his nostrils, since she was lubricating herself with the thought of playing with Trent’s tiny body. “Kiss me,” she said quickly and shoved his body against her pussy lips. Trent was slammed against her clit, now poking out of its fleshy hood. Trent opened his mouth and suckled her rounded clit, which sent thrills through her giantess body. Alicia threw her head back in ecstasy, opening her legs wider and letting Trent tend to her needs. She pushed his body in even closer. Now, he felt her lips open and accept him. Her slick pearly juice coated him, and he couldn’t help forming an erection. Now lost in lustful abandonment, he quickened his suckling of her clit, nibbling her sensitive nub and biting her labia. Alicia let out a hungry growl which then turned into a high wail of passion. Alicia lay back and kept him pressed against her sex with her right hand. Her left hand found her pillowy breast, where she pinched her own nipple roughly. Her knees were now high in the air, widening to let Trent have his way. He thrust his hips against her vaginal opening, hearing a sucking sound as her wanton lips made a seal around his chest, abdomen, and thighs. It was like getting a kiss over his entire body at once. She pushed him even further, now inserting him inside her soaked pussy. Trent held on to her clitoris, sucking the bulb for all he was worth while she grinded her pussy around his inserted body. Alicia raised him off the ground with her hips, now echoing her moans off the neighboring trees. Trent held firm to her engorged nub and rubbed his erection against her plush vaginal wall until he came inside her. His sperm quickly lost itself into her canal, not that it would do any good. The size of his sperm would be much too small for her egg, if she were even ovulating today. Alicia sent herself over the edge of orgasm too, coating Trent in new waves of juices. She thrust her hips into the air when she came, shouting his name out and rolling her eyes back into her head as she bucked and diddled herself. On her last crash to the blanket with her hips, she squeezed his tiny body out of her pussy in a liquid burst of unbirthing. Trent lay in her wet spot, warm against the sun’s rays and reeking of her sexual juices. Both lay on the blanket, panting, tired from their experience together. She collected Trent onto her chest and let him lie against the soft arc of her breast. Taking a water bottle from the picnic basket, she slowly dumped it over his body, washing the sticky juice off his body in a long shower of drinking water. Alicia then gave him her panties to dry off in, and then cover himself as though a pink silken blanket. He quickly drifted off to sleep in her cleavage. When he awoke, it was late afternoon. He was his normal size once again and smiling in his sleep. Alicia woke him and asked what he dreamt about. “I swear to God, you shrunk me, chased me, and had sex with me by plunging me into your pussy. Crazy eh?” She looked back at him and agreed, he must have one heck of a dirty mind. “It’s late, Trent, we should get you back to the house.” They picked up the picnic supplies and walked hand-in-hand back to the estate. Trent noticed something bulging in his front pocket and felt around. Inside, he gripped a pair of pink silk panties that weren’t there before. He looked at Alicia, and she only giggled back at him. Was it a dream after all?

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GTSWriter 2/8/2012 4:00:28 PM Rating: 0 “Alicia, bring me back to full height this instant!” he shouted. “No! Daddy said I can have anything I want for my birthday, and I want you. You’re going to be my tiny toy.” Alicia sat on her legs and crossed her arms over her full chest. Trent remembered that once she did that, her mind was made up. “Alicia, I’m not kidding. This isn’t right. You can’t keep me this way. I have a job, a girlfriend, and responsibilities! I have to get back to them, so give me what it takes to grow back to normal size!” He stood in front of her, defiant in his stance. “No,” she said simply. “You don’t need a job anymore, your girlfriend is a bitch, and I’ll take care of your responsibilities. From now on, all you have to do is pleasure me, and I’ll take care of the rest.” With that last statement, she reached down for the tiny Trent with her right hand. Trent dove out of the way and stepped off the blanket. He was roughly a foot away from the edge of the blanket, and Alicia got on her hands and knees, still completely naked and bronzed in the hot summer sun. “Oooh, let’s play chase,” she cheered, “you run and I’ll find you. If you can stay out of my grasp for one hour, I’ll return you to your full size. If I can catch you, though, you have to be my loving toy-boy forever. Agreed?” She licked her lips and looked down at him like a cat sizing up a mouse. “No, that’s stupid, put me back to right!” His plea went unheard. Alicia pounced at him. Trent threw his tiny body back in fear, ready to turn and bolt for the forest if need be. Alicia giggled and arched her back like a cat on the prowl. This motion stuck her taut ass high into the air, exposing her shaven pussy to the warm breeze. She was in heat for Trent, and hoped to capture him soon. Her heavy breasts hung below her chest, swaying with her motions. Trent saw those bulbous milk-filled bags swinging, temporarily mesmerized. It almost cost him the game. Alicia took a swing at him with her left hand when she pounced, almost grabbing him if he wasn’t so quick. Trent reeled back and took off at a full run to the trunk of a large oak tree. Alicia got up on her feet and took off after Trent. Her height to him now was roughly thirty feet tall in his viewpoint. He darted past fallen twigs and acorns, hoping those pointy objects would hurt her feet, giving him an edge in the chase. She’s insane, he thought, this whole situation is insane! She dodged one oak twig and hopped over the next one, only to land fully on a pointed acorn. Alicia yelped in pain and cursed her tiny prey. This allowed Trent the chance to run around the circumference of the mighty oak tree. As he got to the other side, he spooked a squirrel his same size. With his small steps, the squirrel simply didn’t notice it had company. However, Alicia’s pounding footfalls alerted the squirrel and sent it scurrying up the side of the tree. If only Trent were that adept at climbing. Alicia peeked around the tree trunk and saw Trent there, sucking in a lungful of air. What was a twenty step jaunt for Alicia was a 200-yard dash for poor Trent. She smiled and once more reached down for him. This time, it was no contest. She picked up his tiny body in her hand and brought him high up to her face. “There you are, sweetie. I win!” Her voice boomed in his eardrums, and he could feel her breath on his upper body. She kissed him sweetly and brought him back to the sunny blanket with her. Once there, she plopped down on her naked ass and sat cross-legged. “Run away again, and I’ll be very angry with you, Trent. Be a good boy, and I’ll give you an experience all the other boys from our class would kill to feel.” Her fingers were stronger than the thickest cables on the Golden Gate Bridge, and she held him firm. Trent could only nod his agreement. She let go of her grip and set him down inside her folded legs.

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GTSWriter 2/8/2012 3:59:59 PM Rating: 0 A funny thing about size reduction, everything looks the same until you sit up. The sky is still just as blue, and the clouds are all relatively the same to your eye. Once you turn your gaze to the horizon, that’s when everything around you messes with your senses. Trent woke up very groggy and disoriented. What he remembered last was having a picnic in the back yard of his childhood friend, Alicia. She had called him up the second she knew he was in town on business and invited him over to her father’s vast estate. She grew nicely into adulthood, filling out her curves nicely and growing a lovely cascade of auburn hair. She let him inside the house, hugged him tightly, and took him by the hand to the back yard where they walked deep into her father’s forest until she ended the walk at a secluded clearing with fresh green grass. There they laid out a blanket and sat to talk and enjoy refreshments. Trent sipped her homemade lemonade and enjoyed a cold cut sandwich while Alicia told him about her life since graduating high school. Soon after, Trent grew incredibly sleepy and lay back on the blanket covered with dinosaur pictures. He joked with Alicia, asking if he needed to heed the warning signs on the blanket. She just giggled and sat near him while he drifted off to sleep. Now, awake once more, he stared at the sky above, wondering how long he had fallen asleep. That’s when Alicia’s face filled his sky. “Good morning, sweetie,” she said. Her voice filled his ears, just as her face filled his view. By his estimation, her face seemed to be nearly eight feet across and roughly ten feet long. Her long hair dangled above his nose by three feet, hung from her scalp in twenty-plus feet locks. Another amazing fact about this gigantic beauty was that she appeared above him completely naked. “What happened to you, Alicia? You’re HUGE!” His voice was so high-pitched; it threw him off his sense of reality. Alicia looked down at him still and giggled. “Silly, I’m not huge; I keep a close eye on my figure. I’m still the same weight I was in high school.” It was obvious the coy woman was toying with Trent. “Look more carefully around you, Trent.” Trent got up and sat, rubbing his eyes. Not only was Alicia completely naked in the midday sun, but her body towered over his, and she was still sitting on the blanket. Trent looked around him and saw that his clothes, now several times larger than he remembered them, sat at the corner of the picnic blanket nicely folded, along with his shoes that were more resembling cars to Trent than footwear. He took a step back and finally noticed that he too was just as naked, except for a pair of stretchy black shorts. He didn’t put them on in the morning before coming to Alicia’s father’s estate, but he wore them now. Perhaps Alicia had slipped them on him when he was asleep. How she managed to strip him without waking him, he wondered. The blanket grew in size too. Where once it was merely a 10 x 8 foot children’s blanket with dinosaur pictures on it, was now a veritable cloth football field. The dinosaur pictures were as big (or small in this case) as he had become. The nearby trees seemed to tower over him like rainforest trees of South America, and the grass clearing had blades just shy of his shoulder height. He looked back at Alicia now. “This is incredible! How did I shrink?” Alicia could barely hear his squeaky voice among the chattering of birds and blowing of the summer wind through the forest leaves. Alicia leaned down close to him and responded. “Daddy’s company makes many chemical compounds, and the one I slipped into your lemonade shrinks down anyone or anything that drinks it. I’ve always loved you, Trent, and want you for myself forever. I know you started dating that slut Becky from the cheerleading squad, and I just couldn’t have that anymore. This way, I will own you for the rest of your life. You belong to me now.”

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GTSWriter 2/6/2012 3:41:10 PM Rating: 0 Sasha crashed down on top of him again, this time quicker in her pussy’s swallow of her man. Kyle once more found her to be steamy hot inside, cramped to his body, and no reservoir of air pocket to save him. Best to hold his breath and let her fuck him. Sasha started a rhythm on him, feeling his body’s every bump and wiggle. “Oh God you feel good in me, Kyle. I’m glad you were naughty for me.” Quickly now, she rose and fell on him, taking him deeper and deeper into her vagina. Sasha let go of her ass cheeks and held onto the couch’s back rest now. Using her feet to keep him planted in place, Sasha bucked and fucked her tiny man. The juices along his body became a pearly froth now with her increased speed on him. Popping his head out for a quick breath of fresh air, She let him recoup while she diddled her clit inches above his soaked head. Juice drizzled out of her sex, raining on his scalp and shoulders. She plunged down again; sealing him inside her while her toes massaged his shackled legs. “Oh you little fuck, I love you!” she shouted out. “I could fuck you like this all morning. I needed this so badly. Oh God yes!” Her pussy closed in around Kyle even more now, squeezing him tight from all sides. She made circles with her hips now, adding that to the up and down motion until she came. Kyle felt like he was inside a car wash now, being thrashed around by her wrinkled muscular walls, doused again and again with currents of flooding juices. She rose up again, letting him plop out of her kissing pussy lips. Kyle drooped against the bottoms of her feet in exhaustion, too weak to do anything else. He lay in a puddle of her sex and gasped for more air. Her ass loomed above, ready to strike down once more, but she didn’t. Slowly, she pulled her feet away and sat down on the couch beside him. She panted and cooed, coming down from her orgasm while Kyle cowered in a fetal position and hoped he paid for his insolence. Sasha got comfy on the couch and tossed a fuzzy blanket over her heated body while propping a pillow under her black hair for a rest. Kyle tried to crawl away, but she grabbed him with her right hand. “Uh, uh, uh, young man,” she warned. “You sleep near my pussy. You think about what you did this morning, and your consequences. Keep my pussy company, and if you’re a real good boy, I’ll let you fuck my ass while I sleep. Good night Kyle.” Sasha closed her eyes and smiled as she drifted off to sleep. Kyle sat between her massive thighs and glistening pussy lips. He cuddled against her sex to stay warm and hugged her left thigh for more warmth. The juices she coated him with were starting to dry off, taking his body heat with it. He leaned against her sex and drifted off to sleep as well.

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