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Northwest 1/23/2013 12:59:09 AM Rating: 0

When she'd caught him cheating on her, he knew that their relationship was over. What caught him by surprise was precisely how she responded. "If you're not getting enough pussy, I can fix that." She definitely fixed it.
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Northwest 1/21/2013 12:56:48 AM Rating: 2

"You worried about falling off my finger, little guy?" She was gazing down at him with a curious mixture of disdain and desire, while he was staring up at a face larger than a billboard with no small amount of shock. Only a few minutes earlier, he'd been a normal, five foot ten man, and suddenly here he was holding on for dear life to a finger bigger than he was. Had she shrunk him herself, or was it simply random, staggeringly unlikely chance? Was it magic? Some advanced technology? Before he could get answers, she continued with her one-sided dialogue. "Don't like heights, then? Just hold on for a moment and I'll put that finger somewhere lower for you." He gripped instinctively even tighter as he was whisked past her tattooed chest and down between her legs. He watched with dawning comprehension as the fingers of her other gargantuan hand spread open her labia. "Oh SHI-" Squelch. Using the pressure of her vaginal walls, she stripped him off her finger as she withdrew it from herself. His frantic struggles provided a wonderful tingling sensation as she brought her finger up to her mouth to lick it clean. "Mmmm. Don't worry, little guy; I won't let you fall. You can stay in there as long as you like."
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Northwest 1/15/2013 11:50:35 AM Rating: 0

"Hurry up, worm. You're only good for squirming around in tunnels, so get in. Now. "
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Northwest 1/14/2013 12:01:30 AM Rating: 0

Let's see... shrunk to a couple of inches tall, hogtied to a pendant, dangled between the breasts of a (justifiably) confident and beautiful woman who seems to love the level of power she has over him? I'll trade places with him right now.
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Northwest 1/13/2013 11:50:25 PM Rating: 0

"You know why you're here, young man." He didn't respond. There wasn't really anything he could say; with every passing moment, he was being pulled a little deeper into the hot, wet confines of his guidance counselor's vagina. In fact, he was really paying less attention to her words and more attention to the vice-like grip of her pussy as it squeezed more and more of his body into hers. "You called Mrs. Johnson a 'cunt.' You know it's inappropriate to call anyone, including and especially your English teacher, the C-word." He was now trapped up to his torso and he was beginning to panic. He struggled and squirmed ineffectually. His lower half was being held so completely that his attempts at kicking were laughable (and actually, in managing to tickle her, he did cause some slightly thunderous giggles), while his flailing outside and on her lips only managed to turn her on and speed up his predicament. "So I have to take you out of class and take time out of my schedule just to teach you the appropriate use of language. This isn't a good use of anyone's time, but you have to learn: your teacher is not a cunt; your girlfriend is not a cunt; I am not a cunt." The only part of him remaining outside her labia was his head; the rest of him was entombed inside her. He could see a giant finger, with a nail larger than his head, slowly approach him. The pad of her finger landed gently on his head. "This is a cunt." She pushed, and he was entirely swallowed by his guidance counselor's cunt.
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Northwest 1/12/2013 11:09:18 AM Rating: 0

Thank you!
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Northwest 1/10/2013 11:49:08 PM Rating: 0

She'd seen her boyfriend out with another woman, so when he came over to her place, she slipped a potion in his beer and let it work its magic. It was a gorgeous late afternoon, and they were out on the balcony when it finally took effect. She was greatly amused by the fact that he shrank out of his clothing. "Oh, getting naked, are we? Feeling frisky? Well, I know I am!" Lifting up her short dress and pulling aside her panties, she began forcefully stuffing him into herself headfirst. She was... disinclined to be careful. "Ohhh, get in there, you bastard! OH! You think you can cheat on me? Well, I — FUCK — I think it's time for us to start seeing other peop-AHHH." He was almost entirely inside her vagina, trapped by muscles that constricted him without mercy. She could feel him struggling to break loose, and it only made her feel hotter. Only his feet were sticking out; when she brushed his soles with the tips of her fingernails, his movements became even more frenzied. "GOD! That feels great. How about you? Do you — yessssss like that, you cheating asshole? You're lucky that's not where I put you. But don't thank me just yet." She stopped tickling his feet and let her black underwear snap back into place. "Like I said, if you think — ohhhhh yeahhhhh — it's time to see other people, I can arrange — ughhhh — that. I think I'll go out tonight and see if I can find a man who actually wants to fuck me." She got up, but with some difficulty; her toy's constant squirming was making it hard for her to walk straight. "Oh, baby, you feel so good for being a little cock. But who knows? Maybe you just need to see what a real man's dick can do for me." She wasn't sure if he could even hear her from inside her pussy, but she could swear that she felt his wiggling become even more panicked at her words. "We'll just see tonight, won't we?"
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Northwest 1/10/2013 12:00:18 PM Rating: 0

When she placed him on the outside of her vulva, he couldn't think of her except as a mountain, with an intricate series of caves and tunnels just on the other side of her labia. Finally, when she opened her vast lips and he fell into her pulsating vagina as it forced him into her with overwhelming squeezes, his last thought was that she was like some monster from long-forgotten mythology, swallowing people whole as if they were utterly unimportant next to its own desires.
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Northwest 1/10/2013 11:54:35 AM Rating: 0

At first, when she'd been far away, he could think of her as a person. As she got closer and closer, he couldn't shake the feeling that she was more like a goddess, giant and indifferent to human life.
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Northwest 1/7/2013 12:58:50 AM Rating: 2

When I was younger, before I knew that I was a macrophile (or that macrophilia even existed), I had this fantasy. I wanted to be worn, preferably as a piercing, on a giantess's body. I wanted to adorn her like jewelry and be just an ornament to her. Before I even knew why I wanted it, I wanted to be so inconsequential to a woman that she could just put me on her body and leave me there until she decided to take me off.
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Northwest 1/6/2013 1:10:39 AM Rating: 0

"Come on, Mark, I need to go downstairs for my shower and you're standing in my way." Her giggle at that ridiculous notion was distant thunder to the man on the step below. She lifted her foot above Mark, her sole hovering above him and completely blocking his view of the rest of her. The implied threat of that move was at odds with the bubbly, cutesy tone she was using to speak to him. "See, look how dirty my little feet are. Oh, I know! You're in my way 'cause want to clean them yourself!" She quickly dropped her foot down on top him, trapping his head between her long toes as he lay imprisoned between the step and her warm skin. He fought vainly to break free. "What, you don't want to lick my toes clean? I guess there is a lot of gunk there. How about instead, you come with me to the shower and be my loofah? Sound good? Great!"
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Northwest 1/6/2013 12:45:35 AM Rating: 6

"All I want to do is kiss you," she'd said. "No tongue, just with my lips," she'd said. "I'm not going to eat you," she'd said. He was being swallowed by the biggest pussy he'd ever encountered, but even he had to admit that she hadn't technically lied to him.
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Northwest 1/5/2013 4:08:16 PM Rating: 0

"It is appropriate, bug, that you worship the bottom of your Mistress's foot. You are hardly worthy to approach my perfect body, but it would be an easy mistake for me to make if my sole were to step on you instead of the ground. You are less than dirt, fit not even to touch the lowest part of your Mistress. But I am gracious, and I will allow you to clean my feet. Now lick."
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Northwest 1/4/2013 11:02:26 PM Rating: 0

Maybe she's shaking the passengers out of the back and just eating them? And should Xane and GiantessQueenAmy ever get around to teaming up and taking on a city, I hope you'll give us sufficient warning to let us get there in time to watch, and participate, in person.
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Northwest 1/3/2013 9:57:51 PM Rating: 0

I think my sister used to live next door to that building after Georgia Tech got it from GSU. Seeing this picture is making me disappointed that no giantesses showed up during any of our visits. (The most unbelievable part of this image is that I-75 has so little traffic.)
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Northwest 1/3/2013 11:15:56 AM Rating: 2

She was leaving the bar when this drunken asshole started harassing her, so she whipped out a small canister from her purse. Spraying a concentrated mist into his face, she watched as the lout rapidly shrunk in size from six feet down to an inch. She had to dig through his clothes in order to pick him up, and she dropped him into her purse along with the spray can. Before she closed it and trapped him in total darkness, he had just enough time to read part of the label: "...ll him to pick on someone his own size!" He had no idea how much time had passed while being jostled around in her bag, but finally the bag opened back up. He blinked furiously at the sudden increase in light, and because of that he didn't see the giant fingers coming for him. His captress lifted him to just in front of her face, and if he hadn't been half-blinded and then disoriented from his flight over her body, he would have noticed that she was lying on a bed larger than a football field and wearing only a bra and panties. If he'd been completely sober, he might have been able to figure out the implications of those facts, but as it was he could only hang passively from fingers longer than he was tall. "Well, little man, I think I'm actually glad that you're such a jackass. I couldn't find anyone I liked at that bar; I thought I was going to have to come home alone. Thanks to you, I didn't have to." Her words rumbled over him, their meaning not entirely comprehended by the tiny man dangling before her moving lips, mesmerizingly opening wide enough to swallow him. "In other words, I'm a big woman and I'm gonna need a lot of attention from you." She lowered him down to her crotch as she peeled her panties aside with her other hand. It wasn't until she dropped him onto the soft cotton in front of her labia that he understood even slightly what was about to happen to him. Drunk or not, he knew what wet pussy looked like, and the string of fluid from her lips to a finger that pulled her panties aside was a dead giveaway. "Oh, no no no no no!" He tried to back away from her pussy, but was stopped by a wall of white fabric. "Oh, yes yes yes, little man." She could only barely make out his screams of terror. "I'm horny and you're going to help me out with that." She let her underwear snap back, pressing his panicking form into her soaking labia. "Mmmmmmm." His struggles felt delicious, and she couldn't resist rubbing a few fingers over him, pushing him deeper into her soft, warm flesh. He was fighting for his life, forced against giant lips eager to swallow him and which were encouraged enthusiastically in that endeavor by giant fingers from outside his cotton prison. He had no intelligent way of reacting to this situation; being shrunk was completely beyond him sober, and being inserted bodily into a woman's panties as she wore them was utterly the last thing his inebriated mind could fathom. All he could think to do was flail wildly and hope he broke free. Not surprisingly, this course of action proved to be counterproductive when he lodged his feet inside her vaginal opening. "Ooooooh, yeah. Keep it up, little man." His struggles only served to arouse her, both physically and mentally: his tiny twitches were hitting all the right places, and his complete helplessness inspired the most wonderful feelings of control and power. A man was being worked, slowly but certainly, into her vagina and soon she would have a whole person encompassed entirely by her own body. If that wasn't the ultimate expression of domination, what was? The sensations she was feeling were so perfect and so physically powerful that her body was pulling in its victim without any conscious thought from her. Down below, he was almost entirely swallowed in her cunt. All that remained was his head, and that too was soon submerged as her fingers and pussy worked in concert to insert him fully into her. It was steaming inside her, hot and humid to an unbearable degree. It was so wet that that he might have had to swim were the pulsing walls not clamping down so tightly around him. His senses were overloaded by the smell, taste and even the sound of her. He didn't pass out only because he was aware, if only subconsciously, that he was in a life-or-death situation, and the adrenaline now coursing through his system fueled his frantic attempts to save himself. He fought against the constrictions of her vagina with a fervor that he had never had before in his life. She could barely feel him. She assumed he was struggling with all of his feeble strength, but all she knew for certain was that he was inside her. Maybe he was far too small to physically please her cunt, but he was the perfect size to push her over the edge mentally: she couldn't even feel an entire person trapped in her cunt! How was she supposed to contain that feeling of power? She couldn't. "FUCK! AHHHHHHHH!" Orgasm overtook her, and her body heaved as her vagina clenched as tightly as it could on the tiny body responsible for these sensations. Her hips gyrated, lifting up and then slamming back down to the bed. Trapped in her cunt, the little man was experiencing a massive earthquake from a subterranean perspective. Instead of being flung about, he was squeezed tightly as the walls pressed as close as they could. Adding to the apocalyptic atmosphere was a deluge of her cum, shooting through the narrow barrel of her clenched cunt. Even her titanic muscles weren't able to keep him from being flooded out with her juices. He was launched by the pressure out of her pussy and onto the wall of her underwear. Even drenched and almost drowned in her cum and now stuck to her panties by a sticky mass of fluid, he was able to relax; Her orgasm was subsiding and he was breathing, however laboriously, relatively fresh air. Once she had calmed down, she opened her panties and saw a tiny body painted to the crotch of her underwear. He was battered, bruised, and somehow still breathing. The sadistic pleasure she took from that scene notwithstanding, she couldn't help but smile. "I didn't think you'd survive, little man. I guess we'll see how you do in round two!"
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Northwest 1/3/2013 9:33:01 AM Rating: 0

Is anyone else seei ng weird time stamps? I'm getting a countdown (countup?) that I think is starting from negative 7200 seconds.
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Northwest 1/3/2013 9:29:57 AM Rating: 0

She slipped her insole, gagged and partially bound, feet-first into the toe of her shoe. She was off to work and was going to be on her feet for the next few hours. It was torture: she was constantly resting her weight on his dick and lifting it ever so slightly, forcefully massaging it with every step she took. Immobile, he could do nothing to relieve the pressure threatening to burst his groin. It was, really, the best kind of torture.
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Northwest 1/3/2013 12:31:05 AM Rating: 2

Tangled in the wiry forest of her pubic hair, Todd fought with all his insignificant strength to break free before she trapped him there. Unfortunately for him, all he was doing was squirming around just above her most sensitive parts. "OOH, little man! You've gotta lot of energy, I'll give you that. I can put you to better use, though." Using a fingernail almost the size of his whole body, she pushed him down lower through her hair until he was right in front of her slit before letting her panties snap shut. Not only did his struggles increase, but now he was even closer to her pussy and clit. Having buttoned her jeans back up, she rubbed two fingers over the denim crotch, forcing him further into her lips. "Mmm MMM, little man! I could just keep you here all day!"
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Northwest 1/3/2013 12:11:18 AM Rating: 0

He looked up along with everyone else on the sidewalk. There she was, looking down on them with a curious gleam in her eyes. But that's not what he saw. He saw a goddess with taut, lightly bronzed fields of skin; gorgeous, mountainous breasts whose vastness was barely contained by her top; a long, flowing forest of silky, brown hair so immense that it blew only gently in the strong winds only those heights experience. The sole floating above him was unbelievably smooth and the foot perfectly proportioned. He saw power incarnate, he saw beauty made flesh, and he saw the indifferent ravages of the universe personified. To see her was a spiritual experience for him. For her, seeing the throng of little people underneath her foot was nothing special at all. "Say your prayers, tinies." He prayed to her, asking to spend the rest of his life with her. She unknowingly granted it seconds later. Her foot crashed down on the crowd, grinding everyone under the warm, soft skin of her sole.
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