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If you liked this story let me know, maybe I'll do another one and if you'd like to see an end to it, let me know who you think should do Tom and how. PLEASE....P.L.E.A.S.E. someone write a good story about shrunken people (men or women) getting eaten by giantesses. I would be willing to trade story for story about this.





The House of the Tiny Men


   Tom could hardly believe the bad luck he'd been suffering from that evening. Not only had his car dies on a country road that wasn't used often, but it had started to rain sheets once he'd started to walk.  He probably shouldn't have been surprised that he hadn't yet found any farm houses.  So on he trod.
   Finally, after what seemed like an entire night, he spied a house off in the distance. It was a really nice house. Heck, if he'd wanted to he could have called it a mansion. It was also fairly brightly lit for the late hour and Tom was surprised to find such a large and obviously awake house, but he was so happy to have found any house at all that he practically ran to the front gate.
   The gate opened immediately after him ringing the bell and he walked up the long drive. As he walked he looked off into the fields surrounding the unusual house and noticed a crop growing there that he had never seen before and as he walked the rain stopped and he felt a strange sensation wash over him. He shrugged it off and continued till he had reached the front door.
   The house was built in the style of an old southern plantation and had no doorbell only a huge knocker. He lifted it and knocked loudly.
   Not long after, the door opened and Tom saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen.  She was about 5' 7' and had auburn colored hair that was up in a bun.  She had dark green eyes and full red lips. She could easily have passed for a model.
   Once she had opened the door she looked at Tom and said, "Come in. We've been hoping you would come."
   Tom didn't quite know what to make of that but decided to forget about it and follow her into the house. She motioned him to follow her and once he was inside closed the door and slid a bolt-style lock into place with a loud click. For some reason the bolt was high in the door and the woman had to reach above her head to get to it.
   Once she had slid the bolt into place she said, "You'd can't be too careful can you?"
   Not waiting for a response she said, "Come this way."
   Following the woman further into the house Tom took a good look at his new hostess. She wore a white blouse under which he could easily see her bra. Under that she wore a dark blue mini-skirt. She wore back seem stockings and blue four inch heels decorated with bright sterling silver. She was exquisitely beautiful and Tom hoped that before the night was over he would get a chance to know her a lot better.
   She led him through numerous rooms and what seemed like miles of hallways. Tom couldn't quite tell, because he hadn't been paying attention. But finally that arrived at a room and she was standing there opening the door and motioning him to enter.
   It was a bedroom. It had all the things that you might expect to find in an 19th century plantation room. Tired as he was the sight of the bed made him temporarily forget about his hostess and want to sleep instead. Suddenly she interrupted his thoughts.
   "I'll bring you something that should help you sleep, okay?"
   She had the most beautiful voice that he'd ever heard and before he left this place he decided, he would know this woman intimately well.
   Tom quickly undressed from his damp clothes and get into the bed and soon the mysterious lady was back with a glass of what looked like warm milk. She gave it to him and encouraged him to drink it. Taking the drink Tom looked at her and asked, "What's your name?"
   "I'm Marisa, now drink up," was her only response.
   Tom took a sip. It tasted like milk but didn't, he couldn't quite make out what it was but finished it anyway and laid back on the thick feather pillow as the lady left the room and closed the door. Quickly Tom was drifting off to sleep.
   It was getting cold, Tom was shivering. He reached for his blanket, but found it wasn't there. As he started coming to he noticed that the bed had been replaced with a hard surface and there was a breeze blowing around him. A breeze that smelled like the breathe of someone who had been chewing a lifesaver.
   He looked to where the breeze was coming from and stood up screaming. There in front of him was the face of a gigantic woman.
   Tom backed away from the face until he had reached the wall behind him and finally stopped screaming. Once he was quiet the giantess spoke.
   "Well, it's about time you woke up. You're a very handsome man and I've been looking forward to having some fun with you since I laid eyes on you."
   "Wha...wha...what are you talking about? Where am I? Why am I so small? Why are you so big?"
   "Hey, one question at a time," she responded. "First, lets get you into a more comfortable surrounding."
   With that she reached in with an unbelievably huge red-nailed hand and picked him up. For the first time Tom realized that he was completely naked and could feel every inch (or was it inch? Couldn't really tell on his scale) of the skin of her palm as it encircled him. It was warm and slightly rough. But another thing it was sexy. He suddenly found himself aroused by this giant woman's hand.
   "Hey wait a second there, we'll get to that later," she said while placing him on the top of what looked to be a coffee table. Surrounding the table were five women and Tom noticed that the lady that had removed him was not the one who had tucked him in the previous night.
   Looking around he noticed that Marisa was sitting on one of the two couched on either side of the table. She sat in the middle of two other woman. The one on her right was the woman who had taken him from whatever it was that he had woken up in. She had dark brown hair and brown eyes. She wore a black teddy on the top and a denim skirt on the bottom.
   To the left of Marisa was a sandy-blonde. She had a thick necklace made of pearls around her neck and was also wearing a black teddy. She, however, did not wear a skirt but instead wore gray stockings. Tom could not make out her shoes from his vantage point.
   Suddenly Marisa began to speak. "I'm sure you're no doubt wondering what's going on. Well I'll be a brief and up-front as possible. You are a guest at the House of the Tiny Men club. It is a club that exists to shrink men such as yourself so that we can have 'fun' with them. More often than not these men don't make it through the 'fun' we have so we are constantly finding ourselves needing new recruits. You were just lucky enough to find yourself on our doorsteps the day before one of our meetings and we could hardly turn down a freebie. So, welcome to the party."
   Tom didn't know what to say and looked at the two women sitting on the other couch as Marisa began making introductions.
   "I would like the introduce today's party participants. To me right is Katherine, but don't call her that, she prefers to be called Kath. To my left is Ami. Across the table to the left is Angelica, whom you can call Angie and Sherilynn. As Tom looked on he noticed that Angie had black hair and Ami was a blonde.
   Still Tom was speechless, and as he watched Marisa placed a shoe box on the table, opened its top and dumped it over. As Tom watched ten men as small as he tumbled onto the table. They all looked terrified.
   Marisa continued, "Until you arrived we each had two men to play with, but you gave us an uneven number. So we'll let you decide who gets three men to play with. We like to watch each other and really enjoy the show. You'll get to watch as well and once all the men have had their 'fun' then you can decide who gets you. So, lets get this game going."
   To that Tom heard all the women agree.
   Sherilynn leaned forward then and, grasping a struggling screaming man in her palm, said, "I am absolutely dying to begin and so I'll go first."
   Slowly, Sherilynn removed her blouse and bra, making a show out of it for the man in her hand, and once her top was naked brought the man to her immense breast. Placing his head on her huge nipple she said, "suck it my little man. You'll never get another opportunity like this again."
   Suddenly, Tom felt himself lifted from the table and he noticed that Marissa had picked him up and brought him close to Sherilynn and her little man.
   "Don't want to miss anything. After all, it'll probably make a difference in who you decide to pick in the end.
   As Tom watched the poor little man struggled against the huge nipple as it poked against his face. There was absolutely no way that he could have sucked it, but he was doing his darned best at licking it. A moan escaped Sherilynn's lips as she laid her head back. She continued crushing the man up against her nipple but eventually moved onto rubbing his entire body across them.
   Tom could see that the man was aroused by the whole ordeal and was even trying to swing his body so that his little penis would touch her nipple. Sherilynn, noticing this, aimed him so that his penis actually disappeared into her nipple hole. Tom heard the man moan as Sherilynn rocked his body back and forth.
   Looking down at him Sherilynn spoke, "well time for something a little different." With that she placed the man between her breasts and squeezed them together, leaving just enough space for his head to stick out. As Tom watched Sherilynn began kneading her breasts together and steadily applied more and more pressure. Eventually Tom heard an audible crack and the man's face between a pale color with a small stream of blood running from his mouth.
   Unceremoniously, Sherilynn took him from between her breasts and plopped him into the shoe box on the table. "They never last long enough for my taste," she said.
   Next to reach for a man was Marissa. But as she reached across Tom she grabbed two men instead of one. Sitting back on the couch Tom found himself lifted by Ami to get close to the action.
   "I never can be patient enough to last through one man while anticipating the next," she said "so I just do both of them as the same time."
   As she leaned back she spread her legs wide and placed the men between her thighs. Both men stood gawking at her gigantic pussy and didn't move. Irritated Marisa put her hands behind each of them and moved them forward.
   "Come on guys, I really shouldn't have to tell you what I want here do I?"
   Soon the men were plastered against the massive wall of flesh before them and impatiently Marissa grabbed them both in her hands. Immediately to plunged the first man head first in hear gapping hole while placing the second over her clit. To him see commanded "do it."
   He immediately got to work licked, biting and doing anything else he could think of to excite the giant women while Marissa pumped the man in her pussy in and out with increasing speed. This continued for minutes until Marissa grabbed the man at her clit.
   "My feet have always been one of my most erogenous zones and I never fail to orgasm when a man is servicing them. As Tom watched she popped her heel from her heel with a popping sound. He could smell the smell from her shoes and feet and Ami lowered him to see better. The man Marissa was holding screamed as she dropped him into her shoe. He clawed viciously at the shoes sole, but it glistened with Marissa's perspiration and he could do nothing but slide down the sole until he collided with her stockinged sole. Panicked, the man turned himself onto his back just in time to see a giant sole descend on him.
   Marissa threw her head back. "Oh man, there's nothing better than a man squirming in your shoe while one squirms in your cunt."

Placing two fingers on the feet of the man in her pussy, she pushed him until they too disappeared. Then holding her palm across her pussy lips she began to buck until at last she screamed in ecstasy. Once it was over she dug into her cunt and pulled the man from it. It looked like he passed out. But Marissa either didn't care or didn't notice because she took off her other shoe and put him into it and then put it back on.
   "When he wakes up I'll crush them both."
   All the woman chuckled at this as Angie reached for a man. But before doing anything she reached over the side of the couch and got a large metal bowl. One she had placed it on the floor, she dropped the little man in her hand into it. With that she stood up and began removing her panties. Tom could only guess what she intended to do to him and he just quickly becoming certain that this was not the giantess he wanted to deal with.
   Once Angie's panties were removed she squatted over the bowl, took aim and released a long stream of yellow, smelly piss. The little man in the bowl raised his arms to fend off the stream but it hit him with such force that he was knocked onto his butt. She continued pissing and eventually had the bowl filled to the man's mid-section. Once she was finished he stood up and tried to wipe his eyes. But as he did, Angie knocked him down and dunked him in it.
   She then played a game with him. Up and breathing one second, under the surface and gagging on oceans of piss another. Finally, he came up coughing and sputtering as she removed him from the bowl.
   Getting on her hands and knees she handed the little man to Ami. Ami, with a knowing look reached into a box on her side of the couch and brought out a large jar of Vaseline. Gathering a large amount in her fingers, she began spreading it up and down the length of the little man's body. He must have realized what was about to happen, because at some point in the spreading he began a blood-curdling scream.
   Once Ami had liberally smeared his body she bent towards Angie and began with the little man's feet to slowly work him into her anus. It was agonizingly slow as Tom watched. Ami would push him in a little, pull in out a little, and push him in a little more. The man's pitifully tiny screams could be heard throughout the process, until it was cut off mid scream as Ami pushed him all the way in.
   Slowly, Angie clenched her butt-cheeks tight and moaned contentedly. I'll save him for number two.
   Ami was next to reach across the table for her man. But before she did she lit a cigarette and took a few deep drags from it and exhaled into the air above her head.
   Bringing her man close to her face she took another deep breath, only this time she exhaled directly onto the little man in her hand. Tom coughed enveloped in the smoke cloud as well. Ami then instructed the man to hang onto the cigarette saying, "Once this burns out, you're times up. So hang in tight while you can." Then she left him dangling from it.
   This man was different from the rest, he didn't seem to have been broken like the others had. Instead of dangling, as Tom watched, he swung himself until he could pull himself up and was eventually astride the cigarette. Ami wasn't amused and growled, "You little shit, I told you to hang not climb up."
   Quickly she reached up and grasped the small man and, after taking a deep drag, placed his little head between her lips. She held him there as long as she could, but finally had to exhale. He came out soughing and sputtering and was rubbing his stinging eyes. He opened them just in time to see it coming. After removing the little man, Ami took one last drag and then placed the hot tip of her cigarette on the small man's face. There she put it out by rubbing back and forth. All that was left was a black spot where the man's face had been. Angrily she threw his body against the far wall where it exploded in a red spray that left a gory mark.
   To this all of the women laughed while Kathy reached for her man. But instead Ami interrupted her, "not yet. That little shit ruined my fun so I'm gonna take my second now if you don't mind." So Ami reached for her second man.
   Having seen what had just happened, it was understandable when the man she was reaching for screamed and ran in the other direction. Ami cursed then and lashed out. Grasping the man in her palm, she cursed as he bite her hand. Cursing again she clenched her fist tight and the man's scream ended in a gurgle while blood oozed out from between her fingers.
   "You shouldn't have done that, now you're all out," said Marissa.
   "Oh well, its fun no matter how they go out," replied Ami.
   Angie spoke up then, "It's time for my second man, I gotta go."
   With that she reached over and plucked a screaming man from the table and dropped him into her piss-bowl. Landing with a loud splash he stood up to see what was coming next. As Tom watched Angie once again pulled off her panties and squatted over the bowl. Tom covered his nose when he heard a loud fart escape her ass. Then, with disgust, he watched a shit-covered man as he emerged from her hole. Tom took a close look and could see that the man was dead.
   It was impossible for Angie to aim at the man in the bowl so he moved aside as the shit-covered man and another turd dropped with a plop into the bowl. But Angie didn't take long to pull up her panties and pull on a large yellow dish-cleaning glove with a loud snap.
   Reaching over the side then of the bowl she grabbed the turd and smashed it into the man trapped there. Ensuring that no inch of this body wasn't covered she gleefully giggled as she went. Eventually she had forced so much of the shit and piss into the poor man's mouth that he suffocated and died. Angie then took the bowl and disappeared into another room. Then Tom heard the sound of a toilet flushing and Angie returned.
   "Well since I'm going to be going last anyway you might as well take your second man," said Katherine winking at Sherilynn.
   So, with a knowing look on her face and reaching over the table, Sherilynn grabbed a man from its surface. As Tom watched Katherine licked her lips as Sherilynn popped her shoe from her heel. Creating a gap just large enough she stuffed the man into it and then put the shoe back on.
   The smell from her shoe was greater than the other one he had smelled, for she wasn't wearing any stockings.
   Then the woman took a short break while Sherilynn wrapped her foot in a thick blanket. Tom could only imagine how hot it must be getting for the unfortunate man in her shoe, but he was certainly glad it wasn't him in there.
   After a long ten minutes or so, the 'game' continued. Sherilynn laid back on the couch and put her feet in the air as Katherine moved around to be face level with her feet. Then, grabbing the heel on Sherri's foot Kathy placed her chin on the back of her ankle. Then opening her mouth wide, she popped the shoe of off her heel and watched as the man slid down Sherri's sole and landed in Kathy's mouth. Closing her mouth quickly Kathy swallowed, swallowing the little man whole. Tom stared in disbelief as he followed the little figure as it went down her throat. He was almost sure that he'd seen the figure struggle.
   Laying back on the couch then Kathy put her hand on her stomach and said, "Oh, I think I feel him struggling." That was enough to make her buck back and forth in orgasm.
   Then, taking another man from the table, Kathy placed him in her mouth and leaned forward towards Sherilynn who embraced her in a passionate kiss. Tongues went wild in each others mouth and Tom could hear the gurgling of their saliva as they passed him back and forth like a piece of gum. Every so often Tom spied the little man's arm of leg as it escaped the sides of their mouths.
   But soon the game was over and Sherilynn leaned back  and closed her mouth on the man. For a moment it looked like he might escape her mouth. But he only got one arm and his arm out before her lips closed on him. Then Sherilynn got an evil look on her face and bite down. A short scream was cut off as she pulled the rest of him into her mouth and chewed him up, then swallowed.
   The last man on the table decided then that he'd go for broke and ran to the side of the table and dived off. He was unhurt because of this small size and got to his feet and started running. But before he could get very far, a shadow descended on him as Kathy pushed him over with her high-heeled shoe.
   Once he'd fallen she put the sole of her shoe on him so that all that stuck out was his head.
   All she said was "that was a big mistake." Then blowing him a kiss she slowing increased pressure until he would scream and then released it. "I really mean it this time," she said and stepped down violently. The only thing Tom could think of was a ketchup pack as red sprayed out from the bottom of her shoe.
   Finally, the woman placed Tom on the table and all looked  anxiously at him while Marissa asked, "So witch of us have you chosen?"
   Tom really didn't know what to say but began sputtering anyway. "Well, I guess if I have to choose, I choose..."


THE END

I wonder how Superman would have fared against these giantesses??   now that would be a good story :)



amazing!!!  ;D i love the story :)
" Life is short and love is always over in the moring"

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmarisa, I've always wanted to slide down the throat of a sexy BBW giantess - PLEEEEEZE invite me to your next party!!! :P