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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
February 27, 2007, 05:43:50 PM
Quote from: philmckavity69 on February 26, 2007, 06:21:37 PM

  well, Marissa, you sound like a very special lady. do you crush other things besides hot dogs? Do you walk up and down you victim's body, listening to thier moans as you squash them under you/?

i can answer you... i did it. But wasnt a boy... was a girl. A skinny one. She hurts me. so i make some damage on her. imagine a big train at full speed... and a little wolkswagen beetle... she dont die... but i wish it. i dont kill her because im not a killer. But...  i make her a lot of damage.... 2 monts at hospital. im not proud of it... but i feel it great!!!
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
February 02, 2007, 04:22:36 PM
Quote from: fuel1563 on February 01, 2007, 10:16:11 PM
I know I'm not the only one who would love to hear some more of your stories, Big Marisa.

And i have a question, as I'm sitting here wondering what it would be like ot be squahsed under you...just how much do you weigh?

i can tell you, but in kilograms. About 198kg. im about 1.73mts tall. Really big boobs hehe but my ass is gorgeous.
so i got (too) fantasies about shrink man. Crush under my feet. Chewing him slowly and send him to my stomach.
or swallow in one piece to disolve him in my stomach acids. hehe... or using him to masturbate and crush him with my pussy contractions when i got a orgasm... or trow him to a wall and see the blood splat... hehe
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
February 01, 2007, 04:34:22 PM
Quote from: wantstobesquashed on February 01, 2007, 02:23:59 PM
that is so hot.

did you actually explode a ball inside a guys scrotum!

this december i want to write a letter to santa claus.... i want it!!! crush it firts... his dick after... i got some practice with hot dogs... hehe
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
January 31, 2007, 04:59:29 AM
Quote from: SquashVictim on January 30, 2007, 10:23:39 PM
Quote from: bigmarisa on January 23, 2007, 07:21:05 AM
Quote from: SquashVictim on January 18, 2007, 08:02:36 PM
I'm surprised bigmarisa didn't respond and really have it change course as only she can do. As for me, I didn't respond because I'm not too keen on trampling stories.

my dear... i have a life!!! and troubles!!! but... i love trample but without stilettos. I love feel my foot sinking in the belly of my victim... he he i love the trampling stories and facesitting ones too. Sometimes buttdrops are great better if my victim is a skinny one.

was an accident but i have my first rib broken... not of me... he he... i was a little drunk... and use too much weight in the chest... poor boy!!!  hehehe
What's troubling you?

I like hearing your real life squashing stories. Have you ever sat on someone's face? As a skinny guy I think I'd be scared of a butt drop from you.  ;)


Facesitting? yes  Buttdrop? yes using a skinny one (boy or girl)? yes
when i write i use some of my fantasies. but always is true. maybe not so extreme but... i dont want to go to prision by crush a skull like a grape... but i wish do itÃ,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡Ã,¡

a person (fem/mas/shemale) must go to hospital before a session with me?
3 times
wet kisses and blowjobs
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
January 26, 2007, 05:17:23 AM
Quote from: wantstobesquashed on January 23, 2007, 01:42:17 PM
What did it feel like under you?

You know what you really want to do is smush a testicle

yes i know but i can enjoy other stuff with the victim... maybe can do it or dont... i have the power and the control... he musnt imagine my next step... hehe...
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sharp Stilettos
January 23, 2007, 07:21:05 AM
Quote from: SquashVictim on January 18, 2007, 08:02:36 PM
I'm surprised bigmarisa didn't respond and really have it change course as only she can do. As for me, I didn't respond because I'm not too keen on trampling stories.

my dear... i have a life!!! and troubles!!! but... i love trample but without stilettos. I love feel my foot sinking in the belly of my victim... he he i love the trampling stories and facesitting ones too. Sometimes buttdrops are great better if my victim is a skinny one.

was an accident but i have my first rib broken... not of me... he he... i was a little drunk... and use too much weight in the chest... poor boy!!!  hehehe
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first: sorry fory my english (isnt good...)

all the situation is normal. not habitual , but is normal.

is a little bit weird because touch some taboos. But, when a teenager is discover your sexuality focus where he can focus his libido.

When he grows in age his focus turn in other object of desire (different women).

In the story he isnt desire his mum really , he desires the woman, he desires the body, not exactly his mum.

He isnt in love with mom. The story can be difficult to read because touch a sensitive point, ok, but is normal feeling that.
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sometimes
November 06, 2006, 03:12:15 AM
Quote from: spcbrown on November 03, 2006, 11:22:28 PM
I get in a dark mood especially if I'm really tired and drinking, and
I'll get into stories that are dark, and then not even use good
grammar. Does it matter?

Dear friend: youre my friend because you (throu yours stories) makes me feel good. Youre my friend because your fantasies are like my fantasies.

So, when a friend isnt good, i only think one thing: i must support you, help you?

so, how can i help you? easy answer: i want to read other storie. Gimme one more storie. I love your stries.

if you want to chat with somebody, use me. my msn is spyspider@hotmail.com My english isnt good but my heart is open to you.

im a bbw from south  america (argentina) bisexual and married, but i ,luv have new friends. if the ghosts don leave you alone, come with momma.. i will hugh you and hear you.

Whit love

Bigmarisa
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 :D :D ;) :-*
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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
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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."
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Amy experimented with squishing little men.
    She was sitting, a group of tiny men trapped in a fence of her
  long tan legs.  Between her thumb and forefinger she held a little
  man.  Holding him up so she could watch him she slowly pressed her
  fingers together.  His arms and legs thashed wildly, she could hear
  him screaming.
    "BEG FOR YOUR LIFE." she whispered.
    He begged he pleaded.
    "KISS MY THUMB."
    He hugged her thumb, he kissed it.
    "WORSHIP ME." she said, and he prayed to her.
    "NOW SQUISH FOR ME." she giggled and increased the pressure.  He
  flailed wildly, she felt him crunch between her fingers, his head
  was thrown back and his guts erupted out of his mouth.  She rubbed
  her fingers together, turning him into a little grease stain, then
  flicked him away, and reached for another...

    Amy pissed on them.
    She herded a mob of tiny people using her feet, stepping on the
  stragglers, finally cornering them against some buildings.  Squatting
  onto her heels she, fingered her cunt, masturbating.  Then she spread
  her vulva wide, reaching in with her fingers to part her labia.
  There was a moment when nothing happened, then a monstrous jet of
  golden piss gushed out into the crowd.  The hot yellow torrent swatted
  the tiny people aside, washed them away like rice in a river.  Amy
  twisted her pelvis, covering the entire mob, laughing as her tiny
  victims floundered in her piss.  She flooded the area, and when her
  bladder was empty she watched the tiny people trying to swim in the
  acidic stuff.  Finally she tired of her sport, and reaching out,
  toppled a building into her little puddle, to sop it up.


                                 * * * * * *


    At first she only heard them.
    Didn't recognize them, at first.
    Then while she played with the little people, she began to see
  them.  Sleek military jets, surveying the area.  Watching her.

    Amy watched the planes all day.
    She found out what was happening.  She had caught a military jeep and
  interrogated its tiny driver, before dropping him to the ground and
  stepping on him.  Later they strafed her, and shot a few missiles
  at her.  But the power that made her huge, also made her invulnerable
  to such petty explosions.

    They were going to bomb the city.
    Certainly, they would not give up, but given the failure of the
  conventional weapons, she was sure that they were going to go
  nuclear.  Amy decided not to try and run.  She could shrink down,
  of course, but that would only delay the inevitable.  Besides,
  she had a hunch that it might not work as they planned.  So she
  amused herself by wrecking some more of the city and terrorizing
  some more of the fleeing population.  She waited.

    They decided to use a plane, instead of a missile.
    Amy watched it float lazily across the sky.  It was in no
  hurry.  Then it curved and accelerated.  And she waited.  Closing
  her eyes, and bowing her head.

    There was a tremendous flash, and a rush of heat.
    For an instant Amy thought she was going to be flattened by
  the blast, but then there was that sense of rising.  It was
  wild, like being in a rocket.  She felt heat, then smoke
  whirled around her, then there was clean air, thin though.
  The process absorbed the engery, reduced the destructive power
  of the bomb to a virtual firecracker.  The sense of rising
  stopped abruptly.  She slowly opened her eyes, and gasped.

    The world was spread out before her like a map.
    The bomb had already disapated, it had been unusually clean.
  But the smoke and vapour was at the level of her knees.  Clouds
  tickled her belly.  She had to be more than a mile tall, she
  figured somewhere between two and three.  She was glad they had
  only used a fission device.  A fusion bomb might have been too
  much for the process to manage all in one instant.  Her laughter
  rang for scores of miles.  Raising her foot she stepped on
  dozens of buildings at once, a more vicious stomp made the earth
  heave and every remaining building leapt into the air and
  crushed back in ruin.  She brushed the clouds aside with her
  hands and started walking.  The ground sank deep under her
  unimaginable weight, she left footprints the size of lakes.

    A whole town vanished beneath her barefoot, she savored every
  crushed building, every mashed tree.  Amy trod down hills and
  destroyed rivers.  A forest was like a mossy bed to
  her toes.  She was impressed by her size.  But really thought
  it was too big.  She dragged her toes across another town,
  left a crater the shape of a barefoot where a clover-leaf in a
  highway had been.

    A real lake served to slack her thirst, she emptied it in
  two handfuls.  Then Amy came to a coastal city, the ocean
  beckoned to her, but she stopped to play first.  Laying down
  she stared at the tiny buildings, most only the size of her
  fingers.  She plucked up a skyscraper between her thumb and
  forefinger, the strain was too much and it crumbled to dust.

    Walking on all fours, Amy crushed whole city blocks under
  her hands and legs.  Dipping down she lightly brushed her
  nipples over the city, delighting in the way the miniature
  buildings exploded at her least touch.  She wanted to rub her
  nipples harder, laying down her breasts covered an entire
  section of the city, Amy couldn't image what it was like for
  the little people.  She dragged her breasts forward, watched
  them roll over entire city blocks, she was a playful goddess.
  Feeling more than a little wanton, she rolled over and sat
  up, the city crunched nicely under her ass.  There was a
  stretch of undamaged buildings between her thighs, her cunt
  was larger far than any of them.  Inching forward carefully,
  she spread her vulva and gently closed her lips around a
  skyscraper.  She didn't dare move or she'd yank it right off
  its foundations.

    It looked delicious, her pussy kissing a whole damn
  skyscraper.  She tried to imagine what the microscopic men were
  seeing.  Her cunt was simply too big for the mind to grasp.
  She tensed, made her vagina dilate, then close, she bet
  that gave a few tiny men a heart attack.  Inching back slowly
  she felt her labia slip from the building, with about six
  inches between her and it, she reached down and began
  masturbating.  She knew the windows would be crammed with
  tiny men, trying to see her through the cum smeared
  windows.  She showed them her house-sized clitoris, inserted
  fingers the size of skyscrapers into her cunt and fucked
  herself.  Laying back she lifted herself into an orgasm,
  rubbing and playing with her pussy.

    Then she sat back up.
    Looked down at the tiny building nestled between her great
  tan thighs.  "THAT'S THE BEST SHOW YOU'LL EVER SEE." she laughed
  and crushed the building under her hand.  Rising to her feet
  she nonchalantly trod with barefeet upon the last few buildings
  on her way into the ocean.  She had to walk quite a distance
  before the waters were high enough to cover her.

    After a while she dove down.
    Then the planes came, the satellites spied, the subs toured
  the waters.  But she was gone...


                                 * * * * * *


    She dragged herself, sputtering, onto the beach and laughed...


                                 * * * * * *


    The tall voluptuous lady wore a hat and dark glasses.  It had
  been months since the two cities had been destroyed, but she
  still saw her face on pieces of paper glued to walls or flashing
  by on newscasts.  She wandered down the isles, watching the
  people, not really shopping.

    Something about her bothered the checkout clerk.
    "May I help you?" he asked.
    She flashed him a winning smile.  "No thank-you.  I'm just
  looking."
    He stared at her for a while, then his eyes widened and he
  hurried off.  She continued her browsing.  After a minute or
  two she saw the clerk again, talking to a security officer.
  Frowning she started to leave, then noticed another man
  standing by the door.

    With a sigh she headed for the fitting rooms.  It would not
  take them long to find her.  But she didn't need long.  She
  removed her clothes, admiring her body in the full length
  mirror.  She began to feel some anticipation, some excitment.
  She had been practising control, had a fine mastery.  Bit it
  had been a while since she had let herself go wild.  She opened
  her purse and removed a vibrator.

    The security guards met at the fitting rooms, they heard
  the buzzing and the moaning and banged on the door.  The
  moaning stopped, and a woman's voice, deeper and louder than
  might be expected spoke.
    "Wait a minute.  I'll be right out..."


                                 * * * * * *


    The people in the mall wondered what the people in the
  clothing department were shouting about.  A few minutes later,
  though, they found out and started screaming themselves...


  ...End...
13
Around her the convoy was coming to a confused halt.  Men poured
  out of the trucks and watched in awe as Amy continued her regrowth.
  Her two tiny lovers grew smaller and smaller in relation to her
  mindnumbing expansion, she was rubbing the one guy's entire body
  over her enormous breasts.  While she engulfed the other's head in
  her vagina, and left him dangling.  Someone began firing at her,
  but it was too late, she was too large for the bullets to do more
  than annoy her.  With a sneer on her pretty face, Amy climbed to
  her feet.  Reaching between her legs she thrust her tiny sextoy
  completely into her cunt, moaning in delight.  Then she cast aside
  her other little man, and advanced on the convoy.  The euphoria made
  anything possible, anything desireable.  The tiny man squirming in
  her vagina excited her beyond restraint.  With every step she grew
  larger, taller, towering over the tiny men, dominating them as if
  they were bugs.

    Looking down at them Amy licked her lips, her hands cupped her
  mammoth breasts, and she played with herself, while considering
  what to do next.  The desparate squirming of her vaginal prisoner
  decided it for her.

    "I HAVE AN IDEA FOR AN EXPERIMENT." she said, "HOW MANY TINY MEN
  DO YOU THINK I CAN FIT IN MY CUNT?" she pursed her lips, raised
  her eyebrows, "FIVE?  FIFTEEN?"  She grinned, "ALL OF YOU?  LET'S
  FIND OUT."

    Dropping to her knees with an impact that rocked the
  city, she reached out with her hand and plucked a tiny man up
  between her thumb and finger.  Spreading her vulva with her other
  hand she plunged the hapless tidbit into her cavernous depths,
  then reached out for another.  The tiny men panicked and tried
  to flee from her, their terror was intoxicating, and each new
  addition to her cunt added to her pleasure.  She crammed every
  little man she could find into the hot hungry wetness between
  her thighs.  The excitement, the sense of power was incredible,
  closing her thighs together, she trapped them within her body.
  She began massaging her giant breasts, teasing herself with her
  impending orgasm.  She wanted to cum all over her little harem of
  cunt dwellers, drowning them in her love juices.  She wanted to
  squeeze them, she dominated them, owned them in everyway, and
  she wanted them to feel the full unrestrained strength of her
  body's pleasure.

    Her orgasm was tremendous.
    She shouted her pleasure out with words of thunder, her gigantic
  body rocked the earth.  Buildings shook on their foundations
  as she let her body impose its lust driven will upon the tiny
  men in her cunt.  Her vagina spasmed, contracted, crushed the
  tiny men from every side.  The sensation was too much, and she
  screamed herself hoarse with release.  Then let the orgasm ebb
  like a slowly receeding tide.

    Exercising her vagina she ejected her batch of tiny lovers from
  her immense cunt.  There were still a few survivors in the cum
  soaked group.  But many were crushed, broken by her cruel
  sexual play.  She grinned, the euphoria was pleased, and amused
  itself by squashing some of the survivors.  She was a goddess,
  and they were her minions, here only to serve her erotic whims.
  Why her clitoris was a big as any one of them, and she demonstrated
  her superiority to them by squishing a few against it.

    One she saved, and raised him to her face.
    "Y'KNOW" she said, "I'LL WONDER IF I CAN JUST SCARE YOU TO
  DEATH?  SHOULD WE FIND OUT?  LET'S SEE." she grinned evilly
  at him, "HOW 'BOUT THIS.  LOOK." and she opened her mouth,
  then closed it in an 'O'.  "PRETTY BIG, HUH?  YOU LOOK KINDA
  TASTY TO ME.  SMALL AND HELPLESS.  I'M GOING TO EAT YOU LITTLE
  MAN.  HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO?  SHOULD I JUST SWALLOW YOU
  WHOLE AND LET DROWN AND DISSOLVE IN MY STOMACH?  OR SHOULD I
  CHEW FIRST, GRIND YOU BETWEEN MY TEETH." and she sanpped them
  together.  "I KNOW." she laughed.  "I COULD BITE YOU.  START
  AT YOUR FEET AND NIP OFF LITTLE BITS OF YOU UNTIL YOU'RE
  GONE.  OR HOW ABOUT DROWN YOU IN MY SALIVA?  I'M DROOLING JUST
  THINKING ABOUT HOW YOU'LL TASTE.  WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO IN
  THERE WITH MY TONGUE, IT'S BIGGER THAN YOU ARE, I THINK I
  COULD CRUSH YOU WITH IT.  MAYBE I COULD SUCK ALL THE AIR OUT
  AND LEAVE YOU GASPING, OR PUFF UP MY CHEEKS, OR ALTERNATE
  REAL FAST.  GEE, I GUESS THERE ARE A LOT OF WAYS I COULD
  TORTURE YOU JUST WITH MY MOUTH.  HELLO?" he had gone limp, but
  whether he was dead or just fainted, she couldn't say.  She
  looked him hm for a moment, then with a shrug tossed him into
  her mouth and swallowed him whole.

    The experiance of eating a tiny man riviled that of fucking
  them whole.  Amy felt big and invulnerable, wild and untameable.
  Nothing could match her, nothing could compete with her, she
  looked at the toy city sprawled out before his and felt contempt
  for it.  It was a toy for her amusement.  And she played rough
  with her toys.

    Standing, Amy surveyed the city.  If she wanted to stay big,
  she had to stay excited.  She decided that some wanton mayhem
  was in order, and twisting on her right foot, lashed out with
  her left.  Her barefoot smashed through two buildings, scattering
  wreckage everywhere.  Stepping forward she placed her hand on
  another and shoved, it cracked and toppled.  Raising her foot she
  stomped on a diminutive house, then swung her hip against a
  skyscraper and watched it collapse into ruin.  Panting, she pulled
  off her torn dirty lab coat, hunched down and charged one of the
  larger buildings.  It blew apart under the impact, and she laughed
  and kicked a smaller building.  Then she went on a stomping
  spree, cars, trucks houses, and the occasional people were
  flattened under her soles.  Dropping to all fours she crawled around
  crushing things under the weight of her hands.  Wrapping her fingers
  around one house she crushed it like an eggshell.  Another was
  demolished under her heavy fist.  She battered at one with her
  behemoth breasts, then squashed a little man who ran out of it
  with her nipple.  Laying down she rolled, just wanting to feel
  tiny things breaking under her weight.

    When she stopped, she was prone.
    Her head was near to the ground.
    She saw a tiny man quaking in fear before her.  The euphoria spoke
  and she bent her head and poked her tongue out.  He stuck to it and
  she drew him into her mouth.  Laying there she closed her eyes and
  concentrated on his movements within her mouth.  Toying with him
  with her tongue, she could taste his fear of her.  She almost started
  chewing, but changed her mind and spat him out onto her hand.
    "KEEP ME AROUSED, AND YOU CAN LIVE." she told him, and laying back
  set him upon her right breast.  He was so tiny, clambering up the
  enormous swell of her tit, it was like a hill to him.  And at its top
  her nipple rose out of her brown bumpy areole like the foundation of
  a tower.  "GET ON TOP OF IT." she commanded, and watched him leap and
  catch the top of her nipple, then pull himself up.  "NOW RUB IT."  He
  began stroking the sensitive tip with his hands, "HARDER, LITTLE MAN,
  I CAN'T FEEL YOU." he worked harder, pounding her nipple, flailing
  his arms.  "THAT'S BETTER." she purred.

    She watched him for a while, then decided she had to have more.
  Ignoring him she rose to her feet, he clung frantically to her nipple
  as she stood.  Scouting around she succeeded in flushing out several
  more tiny men.  Just to give them something to think about she took
  one and stuffed him deep into her cunt.  Then she assigned three
  apiece to her nipples, four to her vulva, the rest she squashed
  under her fingers.
    "OKAY FELLAS" she said, "STRIP FOR ME." there was no argument.
  "GOOD.  NOW, MAKE ME CUM, AND I MIGHT LET YOU LIVE." and she laid
  back and closed her eyes.  She felt tiny feet on her breasts, tiny
  hands on her nipples.  Between her legs she felt tiny men clamboring
  through her pussy hairs.  When they started on her clit, she started
  moaning.  What woman ever needed ten men to get her off?  She sighed
  and resisted the temptation to masturbate.  The tiny man deep inside
  of her vagina was a writhing delight, and she squeezed him playfully.

    "KEEP IT UP BOYS" she said, "YOU'RE DOING FINE."
    Amy began to writh under their efforts, her hands twitching, the
  little men clung fearfully to her heaving body, but dared not stop
  their ministrations.  Amy worked her cunt, cruelly pressing her
  little slave with the muscles of her vagina.  Her head tossed from
  side to side, her golden hair flying.  She stopped, staring with
  glazed eyes at the men on her breasts, she was panting with tension,
  straining towards the blessed release of orgasm.  The men on her
  left breast watched in fear as her right hand rose and fell on
  their commrades.  While further down, her left hand sought to
  finish her rising pleasure.  "OOOOOH, SQUIRM.....YAH....." she
  ground the one group between her nipple and her hand, while with
  her left hand she mashed the others against her clit.  She squashed
  them and massaged them into her pussy.  The little men on her left
  breast quaked in fear when Amy orgasmed.

    She thrashed wildly, screaming with delight, her body was molten
  fire, her cunt a volcano.  The tiny man in her vagina was
  ruthlessly crushed by her mighty spasms, she laughed and shouted
  and played her body.  She orgasmed a half a dozen times.  Then
  relaxing, she let her body luxeriate in the afterglow.  The tiny
  survivors watched in horror as she licked her fingers clean of
  their comrades, mingled with her lucious juices.

    "WELL FELLAS." she laughed, "I GUESS I GOT CAUGHT UP IN ALL THE
  EXCITEMENT.  YOU CAN'T IMAGINE HOW EASY THAT IS." he stretched
  and sighed.  "IF YOU CAN FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET DOWN, YOU CAN GO.
  YOU MIGHT WANT TO HURRY, THOUGH, I CAN'T SEEM TO GET ENOUGH AND
  MIGHT CHANGE MY MIND.  WHY DON'T YOU CLIMB DOWN MY CUNT?"

    The tiny men needed no prompting.  She felt them scurry down her
  enormous breast.  Their tiny feet ran across her belly and down to
  her pussy.  There weren't many ways off her body, but they would
  have willingly jumped.  She felt them struggle through her lush
  mat of pussy hairs, then climb down her vulva.  The hairs grew
  scarcer and finer, but they managed to reach the ground between
  her gigantic buttocks, and ran for their lives.


                                 * * * * * *


    Amy tried a few more experiments.
    Stepping on a mob was a different sensation, her barefoot covered
  dozens at a time.  First it was all crunchy poppy, then a warm
  gooey muddy mess.  She showed the crowd the bottom of her foot
  before stepping down again, they didn't seem to like that either.
  It must have been an awesome sight, she thought, realizing that
  this colossal woman was about to step on you.  Making eye contact
  with her, watching her swing her great leg forward and raise her
  foot into the air.  Seeing the dirty wrinkled sole of her gigantic
  barefoot getting bigger and bigger as she lowered it, until it
  blotted out the sky with its giant size.  Then the ponderous weight
  of it, the sounds of other little men being squished, feeling the
  pressure increase...
    Amy shook her head, grinned at the tiny crowd, lifted her
  barefoot, and stepped on some more.  Doing it as slowly as
  possible, savoring their helplessness, anticipating the moment
  when they crunched under her foot.

    Amy experimented with lactation.
    She found a tiny man, and set him upon her nipple, and commanded
  him to please her.  She concentrated on the stimulation, felt her
  glands begin to swell, and her tits to harden.  She squeezed her
  breast, and was delighted when she nearly blew the little man off
  her nipple with jets of her milk.
    She filled the palm of her hand with the stuff, and made him swim
  in it.  Then she raised her palm to her mouth, and sucked him and
  the milk into her mouth.  She swallowed the milk, liked it.  Cupping
  her hands under her right breast she lifted it and bent her head.
    Amy suckled herself.
    The little man struggled desparately in her working mouth, trying
  to avoid being mashed between her lips, her tongue and her nipple.
  When suddenly her nipple began streaming warm sweet milk into her
  mouth.  He screamed and gurgled as the stuff blasted him, and gushed
  down his throat.  He swam in it, thrashing wildly.  And when Amy
  had a mouthfull, he felt her tongue undulate beneath him, and
  carry him back towards her throat.  He shrieked and tried to cling
  to her tongue, but to no avail, he slipped off and was dragged down
  her throat into her stomach with a flood of milk.
    Amy licked her lips and suckled some more...
14
 Amy walked easily, confidently.  Her head held high, giving no heed
  to where she stepped...

    He was walking down the road alone when he felt the ground shake.
  At first it was a bare murmur, a subtle movement.  But with every
  passing occurance it increased in volume and intensity.  He cast
  about, trying to figure out what was happening, wondering where
  there was a safe place to ride out the quake.

    Then he saw her.
    Looming above the trees like a rising mountain, her naked body
  glimmering in the moonlight, was a giantess of phenomenal size.
  Her strides were enormous.  The ground heaved with every step she
  took.  The trees around him waved and shook with the force of her
  passage.  He stared in dumbstruck awe as she approached.  When
  he realized his danger, it was simply too late.

    Her barefoot lifted from a strand of crushed trees, swung
  forward gracefully, her hips rotating as she took her next
  step.  He screamed vainly, knowing she could not hear him as
  her foot descended.  He had a brief glimpse of her toes and
  wrinkled sole, before they blotted out the sky.  He raised his
  arms to ward her off...

    Amy's foot sank heavily into the tarmac with a deep crunching
  noise, her toes splayed as her foot tipped forward and her heel
  lifted, rising back into the air for the next step.  She left
  another perfect footprint, this one with a spot of gore at the
  bottom.  She was so preoccupied, never felt him squish.

    She kept walking...


                                 * * * * * *


    She arrived.
    Amy stopped and regarded the city...
    It glowed on the near horizon, a bright tapestry of winking
  lights, only a few minutes walk away at her increased size.
  But between her and it was a community of small houses.  She
  had a decision to make.  Try to wend her way carefully amongst
  the tiny dwellings, or take the straight path and fuck 'em.
  She mulled it over for a moment.  But the euphoria made the
  decision for her, and with a devil-may-care grin she started
  walking again.

    Amy made a game of it at first, keeping her eyes high and
  trying to guess what she was stepping on.  Many different things
  seemed to crunch under her great feet.  Finally, she caved
  in to desire and decided to play the cruel giantess.  Looking
  down she sighted a small house, and without breaking stride
  trod upon it.  It crunched and splintered under her barefoot
  in a truly delightful way and she felt a thrill of excitment
  arc through her body.  A slow moving car became a shiney
  dollop of metal after she stepped on it.  More houses were
  destroyed, one she just kicked, her foot slamming through
  it, spraying debris in a wide fan.  It was very arousing, being
  so gigantic and powerful, and the euphoria cured her of care
  or concern.

    It was a quirk.
    But Amy didn't step on any people, who weren't in homes or cars.

    Not until the cops.
    The car came screaming around a corner, blue and red lights
  twinkling, siren wailing, she stopped and watched as the it
  came to a screeching halt.  Then two tiny men leapt out and
  began firing at her.  The bullets struck her bare breasts,
  they didn't even sting.  She glared down at them over her tits
  and frowned.  Then slowly raised her foot.  One of the men
  broke, and began running.  She tracked him easily, and stepped
  on him, then dragged her foot back, smearing him across the
  broken road.  The other man continued firing, she swung his
  way and bent down, plucking him up in the fingers of one hand,
  and the car in the other.  Looking at him with disdain she
  crushed the car in her left hand, let him watch as she reduced
  it to twisted ruin, then opened her hand and let it drop.
  Looking at him cowering in the palm of her hand, Amy sneered
  and slowly closed her fingers around him.  His tiny screams
  made her feel indomitable, a goddess.  She tightened her hand
  feeling the pressure build, feeling him squirm, until her
  strength crushed him like a bug.  She tossed the limp broken
  thing away and resumed walking.


                                 * * * * * *


    The buildings were as large as she was.  Some were taller.
  It was late at night, and the streets were mostly deserted, but it
  was well illuminated, almost daylike, as she walked down the
  narrow streets.  She lightly brushed her fingers along the
  buildings, admired her nubile body in those with mirrored
  surfaces.  The streets crunched delectably under her barefeet,
  the sensation of power was indescribable.  She was mistress of all
  she surveyed, and her body was warming up to the pleasures of
  her unassailable confidence.

    It did not take long to locate the Company headquarters, it was
  one of the larger buildings, reaching all the way up to the
  level of her breasts.  As she arrived, she saw a heliocopter
  taking off.  Reacting quickly, she bent down and ripped a small
  five story office building out of the ground and hurled it at
  the copter.  It was like swatting a mosquito.  The building hit
  it.  The copter exploded and was carried for most of a mile
  before smashing into a row of houses.

    That removed the possibility of someone trying to get away with
  the records.  Now Amy had to deal with the building itself in
  case they were still inside.  She couldn't torch the building,
  she didn't know where the records were kept.  So she would have to
  smash it, and hope the destruction was enough to take out the
  records.  Rising her right hand, she made a fist the size of a
  house and brought it down on the roof of the building.  The topmost
  two stories collapsed under the impact, and the windows blew out
  from top to bottom the full length of the building.  Taking a
  step back, she hurled an uppercut at the building.  Her fist tore
  through it like it was made of ricepaper.  Stepping forward she
  wrapped her great arms around it, and heaved, wrenching it from its
  foundations even as it was crushed against her breasts.  The
  building dissolved into rubbled, which she stomped and
  scattered with her barefeet.

    When she was done, Amy was panting.
    But she felt good.
    Brushing the dust from her breasts she lingered on her nipples,
  relishing the erotic tinglings.  She was safe from any contenders,
  and the sense of relief combined with the sense of power made her
  feel giddy.  The rush of euphoria demanded utterance, and she
  fondled her body, luxeriating in the sweet demands of pleasure.
  A questing finger drifted down between her legs and she gasped at
  the hot torrid wetness it found.  Laying down she spread her legs
  wide, daring any little man to watch her as she masturbated.  Her
  clitoris was a cherry sized flame under her fingers.  She rubbed
  with increasing fervor, lathering her clit with juices garnished
  from her gushing cunt.  With her free hand she massaged her nipples,
  then lifting her head suckled herself.  She tasted milk.  At first
  she closed her eyes, but then kept them open, wanting see the tiny
  city, to remind herself just how big she was.  At the first bright
  shocks of her orgasm she began to moan loudly, then desiring all
  should know her pleasure began to shout, "AAAAHHHH, OH FUCK, OOOHHH,
  I'M CUMMING....OH! OH! OH!" she began to thrash, kicking out with
  her feet, laughing and screaming as she felt her bareheels smash
  through the sides of buildings.  "OH YES!  OH GOD!  AAAAAAH,
  OH...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH." and with a wanton shriek she peaked,
  lingered, relaxed, then orgasmed again, and again.  The earth
  shook under her body as she writhed in the grip of her pleasure.
  Her orgasm was a whirlwind, a tsunami, she lashed out wildly, she
  wanted the whole city to witness her power.

    The comedown was long and lazy.  Amy combed her long blonde hair
  out of her eyes.  Her body glistened with her exertions, her
  fingers were sopping with her juices, and she sampled them
  daintily.  Mischieviously she wished a little man would wander by,
  she had something deliciously evil that she wanted to do to one.
  But she was too relaxed now to do more then lay back and look up
  at the night sky.  Her eyes fluttered, she sighed.  In a few
  minutes she was asleep...


                                 * * * * * *


    It wasn't dawn that disturbed her dreams.
    It was the sound of sirens that woke her.
    She was confused, surrounded by blinding lights, laying down
  within a jumbled of broken tarmac.  She was naked, but for the
  lab coat.  Sirens shouted at her.  She cowered within herself.

    Then it struck her.
    She was small.
    Voluptuous, yes.  The hormonels were irreversable, but the
  gigantic size had been lost.  She did not move when the men
  came and lifted her, and put her in the van.  Her mind was
  aswirl with equations, formulas, theories, frightened out of
  her wits, Amy retreated to the comfort of her discipline.  She
  tried to figure out what had happened.

    One other man rode with her in the van.
    He did not avert his eyes from her naked body.
    She wrapped herself as best she could in her tattered lab
  coat, and tried to think.  Where had the mass gone?  She would
  have thought it impossible for her to have shrunk in this way
  without producing an enormous explosion.  She mulled it over
  trying various ideas on it.  When solving a problem between
  two systems, look first for differences.  Being small again
  was the problem.  What else was different?

    The euphoria.
    She was cold, frightened.  In her sleep she had relaxed, settled
  down into misty dreams.  Perhaps the energy had not been
  disapted, perhaps it was still accessable, only stored in some
  way.  She thought about it for a while, as the van raced and
  bounced down the streets.  She was dealing with quantum effects,
  systems that could be modified through observer interaction.  It
  seemed impossible that a chemical change could make an impression
  at the quantum level.  But that was the premise of her experiment.

    She needed to try something.
    The guard was still staring at her.
    Unfolding her legs, she placed her barefeet upon the cold
  steel floor.  Looking at the man from under her long lashes
  she slowly parted her legs, gave him a clear, unobstructed
  view of her honey-colored pussy.  His gaze drifted to between
  her long legs.  Having him watch her body was nice, but not
  arousing.  Amy slid her hand down her breasts, over her belly
  and into her lush blonde nest.  Combing the hairs with her
  fingers, she spread her vulva, giving him a nice look at her
  wet inner pinkness.  Her eyes stayed on him, his eyes stayed
  on her pussy.  Biting her lower lip, Amy lolled her fingers
  around her vulva, and tickled her clit.  With her other hand
  she cupped her right breast and toyed with it.  The guard's
  attention was rivited to her body, she could see the huge
  buldge in his pants.  Under her fingers her nipples began to
  harden, her vulva began to swell with passion, her cunt began
  to grow warm and wet.  Spreading her legs further she slowly
  inserted two fingers into her vagina and pumped them in and
  out, taking her time with each stroke.  Then she pulled her
  fingers out.  The guard's eyes followed her hand as she
  raised it to her lips.  She pouted at him, opened her mouth,
  and wrapped her lips round her fingers.

    He was perspiring.
    She was getting horny.
    Spreading her legs wider, she gave him her best come hither
  look, which must have been pretty good, because with only a brief
  hesitation he dove forward.  His mouth was a glorious wetness
  against her cunt.  Amy struggled to contain her moanings, felt
  the excitment churning within her body.

    Then it struck.
    Her body began to grow.
    She felt her ass slip forward on the bench, her head pressed up
  against the roof of the van.  Her dwindling cunnilingus lover
  didn't notice at first, and when he did look up Amy laughed and
  with a hand the size of a chair, pressed his face back between her
  legs.  His futile struggles were a big turn on for her, but it was
  getting cramped in the van.  More, her increased weight was making
  the van difficult to control, and the driver stopped.  Going around
  the back, he opened the rear doors, and Amy's hand reached out and
  grabbed his chest.  With some effort she squeezed out of the doors,
  reached in and grabbed her pussy licker.  Slamming him down on
  the ground she sat on his face, while she wrapped her hand round the
  other guy's head and rubbed his face over her nipples.
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And Amy knew an easy way to do that.
    Lifting her right foot, she extricated it from the building, then
  laid it flat upon the roof and stepped down.  Her barefoot crunched
  through it easily, it was a delightful sensation, all that stuff
  breaking under her weight.  She lifted her foot and stomped harder.
  The building fell apart like a sand castle, casting debris in all
  directions.  Amy trampled the whole building, taking especial care
  to stamp harder near to where her lab had been.  The ground was
  covered in rubble, pitted with enormous footprints, that she left
  wherever she stepped.

    Then it occured to her.
    There may have...no...there had been people in that building.
  She stared at the ruin and wondered what it was like as her
  gigantic feet pulverized everthing around them before squashing
  them like bugs.  She hadn't even felt any of them.  Looking down
  at her feet she thought that she was probably still standing on some.
  Maybe even those guards that had run into the lab.  She wriggled
  her toes, thinking that nothing must remain of them but some
  grease stains.  God, she was big.  She carassed her mammoth
  breasts, sighed at their sensitivity.  She knew what was wrong.
  The euphoria was with her, a strange subtle lust that constantly
  hummed in her body.  It made her less mindful about those tiny men
  crushed under her toes.  Indeed, she felt some satisfaction at her
  new ability.  Maybe she would step on a few more just for fun.

    But first, Amy had some business to take care of.
    The machine was replaceable, so long as the records of its
  construction were intact.  She had managed to limit the distribution
  of her plans and prints, but one copy was on site in the records
  building, and the other was in the city at headquarters.  Both
  would have to be destroyed before she was safe.

    She started walking towards the records building with a stern
  look in her eyes, and the ground sank under her feet like
  wet sand...


                                 * * * * * *


    Though it was late on a friday night, there were other people at
  the complex.  And the noise of Amy's gigantic growth was too much
  to ignore.  So a dozen or so men were outside watching her as she
  stomped the lab building flat.  Then with a wicked gleam in her
  eyes she turned towards another group of buildings.  She seemed to
  move slow, with a ponderous magnificance that accentuated just how
  enormous she really was.  When she took a step her foot impacted
  the ground with a crunching thud, and the earth shook.  Her titanic
  breasts bobbed and swayed as she walked, her arms swung by her
  side with lazy grace.  Ker-runch THUD.........Ker-runch THUD, she
  reached the parking lot in a few steps, and stopped.

    There far below, illuminated in a circle of yellow light, was
  her car.  Amy squatted down on her heels, unaware of the terrible
  fright she gave a little man directly beneath her, and reached out
  her hand.  The car was tiny, sitting in the palm of her hand, she
  rolled it over, noted how fragile it was.  Then she turned her
  hand over and watched it fall and smash onto the ground below.
  Standing back up again, she looked at the buildings, then down at
  the few scattered cars.  The records could wait a moment longer.

    Stepping onto the tarmac, Amy noticed how brittle it was under
  her feet, like walking across firm snow on a cold morning.  She
  played idly, with no discernable purpose.  Pushing a car around
  with her big toe, she smiled and wondered if the driver had his
  insurance paid up.  On a whim she tried to pick it up with her
  toes, but it crushed and fell from her grip.  The next car she
  just stepped on, nothing fancy, just CRUNCH, and she looked at
  it.  There wasn't much to see, just a flat glob of blue metal and
  a tiny tire in the bottom of her giant footprint.

    The next car was a pleasant surprise.
    Amy saw it moving out of the corner of her eye.  Curious, she
  bent down and picked it up.  Looking it over she saw that there was
  a tiny man inside of it.  He was so small.  He could have lain full
  length across the nail on her little finger, with room to spare on
  every side.  He didn't seem to like her attention.  She could see
  him screaming and thrashing about inside.  It amused her that he
  was so frightened, but she saw his point, after all, he was just a
  bug to her, and she had already squashed more than a few tiny men this
  evening.  Amy considered trying to remove him from his little car.
  She found his terror of her disconcertingly pleasant.  But then
  decided that she should finish business first.  Squatting down she
  set the car on the tarmac and gave it a push with her finger.  It
  shot off like a rocket, bouncing and weaving and trying to stay
  on the road.

    Laughing, Amy stood and went on to the records building.
    It was only a few steps away at her new size.  She considered it
  for a moment, it was a nice little building, but it held information
  she wanted destroyed, and the building had to go.  But she couldn't
  just stomp it, the records might survive and be discovered.  Falling
  to her knees, Amy removed the line of trees decorating the lawn
  outside the building, plucking them whole from the ground like bushy
  flowers.  Peering closely, she tried to identify the rooms
  containing the trade secrets.  Upon finding them she marked it with
  her fingernail, gouging it into the soft stone, then went back to
  the parking lot and collected all the cars she could find.  She made
  several holes in the roof over the records rooms with her forefinger,
  then broke the cars in half, like raw eggs, spilling the contents
  of their tanks into the building.  A halogen streetlamp served as
  her match, she dropped it into the hole, and its heat ignited the
  gasoline with a whoosh.

    Sitting back on her heels, she watched the building burn.
    After a few moments she heard the sound of sirens, and she frowned,
  they were coming too soon.  The fire needed time to to do its work.
  Standing up, she started down the access road to intercept them.


                                 * * * * * *


    The two fire engines screamed up the road.  Turning a corner they
  came to a screaching sliding halt.  A foot.  A barefoot.   A woman's
  gigantic barefoot blocked the road.  As the men watched, the foot lifted
  slowly off the ground and moved towards the lead truck.  The men
  abandoned it, just in time, as Amy stepped on it, completely covering
  it under her sole, crushing it flat with a crunching screech.  The tank
  of water it contained split and blew water out the side.  Then Amy
  reached down and grabbed the other truck, stood up, turned it over in
  her hands, examining it.  Then with contemptuous ease, hurled it
  sidearm into the night sky.  It flew for nearly a mile before crashing
  into the side of a hill.

    Far below, the tiny men stared up in terrified awe as the giantess
  raised her barefoot and stomped, buckling the road.  Three times she
  pumped her great leg, pounding out a deep crater that made the access
  road impassable.  Then she strode off, shaking the earth with every
  ground crunching step.

    She had demolished the machine and the local records.
    Only one set of copies remained.
    At corporate headquarters.
    In the city...


                                 * * * * * *
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This is the exactly text of the storie. Is not my creation.


From: acotto@news.gate.net (Anthony Cotto)
Subject: STORY: Amy Zonn (giantess, violence, crunch-and-munch)
Date: 7 Dec 1994 23:35:22 -0500
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This Giantess story first appeared over a year ago. Ã, It was not written by
me. Ã, It contains A LOT of gore and violence, so if this offends you, STOP
READING NOW!!!

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Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Amy Zonn: Beauty Treatment
Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Scott Grildrig
Ã, 

Ã,  Ã, She had not expected the process to work so well...

Ã,  Ã, Dr. Amanda Zonn worked for a cosmetics and beauty company as a
Ã, researcher into beauty enhancers. Ã, It was something of an obsession
Ã, with her, this business of improving looks. Ã, She was a mouse of a
Ã, woman, short, thin, pretty in a quiet sunday afternoon sort of a
Ã, way. Ã, Standing in front of a mirror she would consider her flat
Ã, chest, narrow hips, stick-like legs and try to imagine herself as
Ã, something different. Ã, She wanted to be better looking, she wanted
Ã, to be tall, voluptuous and stunning. Ã, For years she had help
Ã, research new products that could augment the beauty of a woman.

Ã,  Ã, Amy had sampled them, herself.
Ã,  Ã, But all the cosmetics and prostethics and padding and creams
Ã, only painted beauty onto an otherwise drab body. Ã, Amy had a
Ã, dream to create a system, that would directly modify the body,
Ã, endowing it with strength and elegance, in whatever measure was
Ã, desired. Ã, The Company tolerated her endevours, looking the other
Ã, way from money it perceived as being wasted. Ã, Amy was an excellent
Ã, researcher, and had helped create products that generated millions
Ã, of dollars of revenue every year. Ã, So they ignored her
Ã, extra-curricular research, even while they raked in the profits.

Ã,  Ã, Amy would never have admitted to her real dream.
Ã,  Ã, Her secret desire.
Ã,  Ã, She didn't just want to be beautiful, she wanted to be a ravishing
Ã, beauty, with hoards of men at her beck and call. Ã, She wanted to hear
Ã, their begging voices, she wanted to feel the power that knockout
Ã, looks can command. Ã, It was her private fantasy, that drove her
Ã, public obsession.

Ã,  Ã, Amy tried everything.
Ã,  Ã, Really, everything.
Ã,  Ã, Exotic plants from the furthest rain forests, obscure fungal
Ã, mixtures, rare proteins from gathered from animals all over the
Ã, earth. Ã, No luck.
Ã,  Ã, She shifted to direct modification of the body: hormonel and
Ã, glandular treatments, psychological uplifting and biofeedback,
Ã, DNA modification. Ã, Zippo.
Ã,  Ã, Beauty formulas from ancient writings: Greek, Egyptian,
Ã, Babylonian, Hittite, and others. Ã, Conconctions and potions
Ã, hidden in cultural magic, voo-doo and witchcraft. Ã, Nada.
Ã,  Ã, She moved into physics: gamma radiation, neutron bombardment,
Ã, tachyon phase locks. Ã, No sale.
Ã,  Ã, Then she got into the really bizarre: quantum constant shifting,
Ã, hyperspace distancing, relativistic mass retention.
Ã, Nothing. Ã, Nothing. Ã, Nothing.

Ã,  Ã, But Amy was very determined.
Ã,  Ã, If one procedure alone was ineffectual, perhaps some of them in
Ã, concert together would work. Ã, The possible combinational test
Ã, cases were enormous. Ã, She worked hard trying to narrow the field
Ã, down to the most likely candidates for success. Ã, Then she started
Ã, experimenting all over again.

Ã,  Ã, The weeks went by.
Ã,  Ã, Combination after combination failed.
Ã,  Ã, Then....something different. Ã, All along she had been using
Ã, norway blacks (a kind of white mice) for her testing. Ã, Many of
Ã, the tests had had deleterious consequences for the mice, most had
Ã, had no effect at all. Ã, But this one, this combination, had done
Ã, something. Ã, Compared to the controls, the test mice were larger,
Ã, healthier looking, much more active. Ã, It was a combination of
Ã, hormonel treatments and quantum modification that did the trick.
Ã, The quantum effects provided the extra mass, the hormonel
Ã, modifications directed where the mass was to be added. Ã, Otherwise
Ã, the system would just increase the size of the subject in even
Ã, proportions.

Ã,  Ã, That was only the beginning.
Ã,  Ã, Encouraged by her success, Amy fought to refine the process,
Ã, to define its parameters, test it for dangers or defects. Ã, In
Ã, everyway but one, it was perfect. Ã, But that one point bothered
Ã, her.

Ã,  Ã, In mathematics there is a area of study concerned with
Ã, catastrophe theory: the study of systems that make the transition
Ã, from order to chaos very quickly. Ã, Take a large plastic ball, and
Ã, fill it with marbles. Ã, Swirl it so that the marbles race about
Ã, the inside, then stop. Ã, For a moment they maintain their order,
Ã, slowing because of gravity and friction. Ã, But instead of just
Ã, gettng slower and slower, till they stop, at a critical point the
Ã, whole system collapses and the marbles bounce around wildly before
Ã, coming to rest. Ã, Amy found something like that in her process.
Ã, Tweak the system too far, and the energy flow slipped out of
Ã, control, shot up exponentially. Ã, The equations were unclear on when
Ã, this happened or what the effects would be. Ã, Amy experimented
Ã, carefully until she felt she understood the limits of safety.
Ã, It wasn't perfect, she would have to be careful, but she chose to
Ã, discount the risk.

Ã,  Ã, There was also a minor side effect from the hormonal treatment,
Ã, a certain euphoria, that was inevitable. Ã, But she felt she could
Ã, handle that.

Ã,  Ã, Finally, Amy was done.
Ã,  Ã, It was time for a real test.
Ã,  Ã, She mulled this one over for several weeks. Ã, It was highly
Ã, illegal and unethical for her to experiment on a human, even if it
Ã, was herself. Ã, But the drive, the desire, the need to realize her
Ã, dream made her willing to take the chance. Ã, It would be years or
Ã, decades before such a system could be packaged for sale, probably
Ã, even longer for FDA approval, if ever. Ã, The Company would
Ã, definately throw her out if she experimented on herself, but the
Ã, results of the process would be hers forever. Ã, She decided to do it.

Ã,  Ã, Amy had to make preparations.
Ã,  Ã, This was not a trivial problem.
Ã,  Ã, The Company was nobody's fool. Ã, Once they realized what was happening
Ã, they would halt the process. Ã, It took weeks to make all the proper
Ã, arrangments, to make sure that the power could not be interrupted
Ã, in the usual manner. Ã, The labs were monitored. Ã, Amy devised tapes to
Ã, show an empty lab, then built systems that could be switched in to
Ã, fool the cameras. Ã, She began to stop by the lab on friday nights
Ã, to get security used to the idea of her being there on off hours.
Ã, She feigned frustration with her efforts, even as they neared
Ã, completion.

Ã,  Ã, Late one friday night, Amy returned to the labs.
Ã,  Ã, The guard ignored her as she walked passed.
Ã,  Ã, Her low heels click-clacked down the many halls until she reached
Ã, the labs. Ã, For three days she had been injecting herself with the
Ã, hormonal triggers. Ã, The potential was at maximum, tonight she would
Ã, use the quantum field effect to twist probablity and construct her
Ã, new body from the flowing energies.

Ã,  Ã, Wearing her white lab coat and some white slacks, Amy entered the
Ã, Dirac cage, which was contained within a huge metal donut. Ã, The wave
Ã, guide torus held a single electron, almost ten centimeters in
Ã, diameter, in a standing probability wave. Ã, She held a remote
Ã, control, that would allow her to control the effect of the process.
Ã, She would customize her body.

Ã,  Ã, Amy threw a switch and the room blossemed with power.
Ã,  Ã, In the distance she heard an alarm go off.
Ã,  Ã, Carefully, she twisted the dial...

Ã,  Ã, At first, she felt nothing. Ã, The room hummed a little louder,
Ã, and that was all. Ã, Then she noticed her breathing was becoming
Ã, constricted. Ã, Pausing for a moment she tried to identify the
Ã, problem.

Ã,  Ã, Then it struck her.
Ã,  Ã, Her breasts were bigger.
Ã,  Ã, Not much, not much at all, from her orignal 33B to a 34C perhaps,
Ã, but she was very excited about it. Ã, She started the process up
Ã, again, and watched her chest.

Ã,  Ã, It was like two balloons, slowly inflating. Ã, Her clothes were
Ã, growing with her, but her breasts were growing out of proportion
Ã, to her body, and they began to strain at her little bra. Ã, They
Ã, were 36's now, big for a C but not yet a D-cup. Ã, The sensation
Ã, of growth was pleasurable, libidenous even, and Amy took a deep
Ã, breath and felt the bra stretch under the strain. Ã, She grew a
Ã, little bigger. Ã, Amy had been just over five feet tall when she
Ã, entered the room, now she was nearing six feet. Ã, Her breasts were
Ã, pressing mightily against a bra that just was not designed for
Ã, such weight. Ã, Taking another deep breath, Amy thrust her chest
Ã, forward, it was too much. Ã, The bra snapped open, spilling her
Ã, brand new 38D's, she cupped them in her hands, through the fabric
Ã, of the white lab coat, marvelling at how good they felt.

Ã,  Ã, Her legs, especially her thighs were growing more massive. Ã, The
Ã, white slacks felt like they were shrinking. Ã, Squatting a little
Ã, she felt the crotch split from end to end. Ã, Tensing her legs she
Ã, made her thighs buldge, and the seams blew out. Ã, Her feet grew
Ã, longer, shapelier and burst out of her shoes. Ã, She paused the
Ã, process and kicked them out of the field, then admired her long
Ã, lovely legs.

Ã,  Ã, Amy had to have more.
Ã,  Ã, Twisting the dial a bit further, she starting growing into the
Ã, seven foot range. Ã, Her breasts cleared 40D and began to press
Ã, ponderously at the front of her lab coat. Ã, She noticed that her
Ã, mousy colored hair had turned a rich golden blonde, and was
Ã, growing also, now midway down her back. Ã, Amy shook her head,
Ã, enjoying the way it flowed about her shoulders. Ã, The fabric
Ã, stretching across her naked breasts was pleasurable also, but
Ã, she wanted to pop the coat the way she had the bra. Ã, Breathing
Ã, in slowly she increased the pressure, noting for the first time
Ã, the way her enlarged nipples poked up through the material.
Ã, With a ping! and a dink! and a poink!, her buttons blew off, and
Ã, her stunning 48DD's came out to play. Ã, Massaging her breasts
Ã, with her hands she stroked her nipples, sighing at their
Ã, new sensativity.

Ã,  Ã, She was wearing only the lab coat and panties when the guards
Ã, burst into the room. Ã, She couldn't hear their shouting over the
Ã, all pervasive hum, but she knew that were demanding that she
Ã, stop. Ã, She smiled at them. Ã, Until they managed to switch off the
Ã, power, she was safe, nothing could enter the field. Ã, Moreover
Ã, she saw the glint in their eyes as her new improved body
Ã, registered with them. Ã, Placing her hands on her hips she let them
Ã, stare at her, her huge breasts thrust proudly forward. Ã, She was
Ã, still growing, and she felt a new tension. Ã, She looked down. Ã, Her
Ã, panties were straining against the swell of her widening hips, the
Ã, material was drawing up against her crotch, her honey blonde
Ã, pubic hair swallowing it in lush softness. Ã, Suddenly the fabric
Ã, ripped, and the panties fluttered to the floor. Ã, She looked up
Ã, at the guards under her long eylashes, and grinned.

Ã,  Ã, It was like a drug, their fascination with her.
Ã,  Ã, She watched them, they watched her.
Ã,  Ã, Amy wanted to be bigger.
Ã,  Ã, She turned the dial a little further...

Ã,  Ã, There was a flash, like lightening and a crack of thunder. Ã, She
Ã, felt power coursing into her body. Ã, The lights dimmed, flickered
Ã, and died as energy was sucked into the system. Ã, Her eyes grew wide
Ã, as she felt a sensation of rising in her gut.

Ã,  Ã, She had turned the dial too far...


Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  * * * * * *


Ã,  Ã, The guards stopped in their tracks when they saw Amy.
Ã,  Ã, It took them a moment to recognize her.
Ã,  Ã, Her process was going full tilt. Ã, Headquarters told them to stay
Ã, put, and to look for a chance to interrupt the experiment. Ã, So they
Ã, watched but did nothing else. Ã, No doubt about it, she was onto
Ã, something. Ã, And when her panties failed to stay on her growing
Ã, frame, they were all sweating a little.

Ã,  Ã, Then something seemed to go wrong.
Ã,  Ã, The noise in the room scaled up, the lights failed, emergency
Ã, illumination kicked in. Ã, The process was still continuing, but
Ã, seemed to be accelerating. Ã, Amy was growing at an increasing rate,
Ã, eight feet, ten, fifteen. Ã, The ceiling was thirty feet up, but she
Ã, reached it in just a few seconds. Ã, There was a steady wind as her
Ã, expanding body displaced the air. Ã, The guards looked up and up and
Ã, up at the growing giantess, towering above them. Ã, When she reached
Ã, the ceiling Amy crouched down and raised her hands. Ã, Then lifting up
Ã, she pushed her arms through the concrete, driving herself into the
Ã, floor above. Ã, In a moment, all the guards could see were her legs
Ã, and hips, and her barefeet were beginning to fill the field
Ã, chamber.

Ã,  Ã, High overhead the sounds of breaking and crashing continued as
Ã, Amy welled up through the guts of the building. Ã, Then a breath
Ã, of warm air drifted down. Ã, She had broken through the roof.
Ã, And still she grew. Ã, Now only her legs up to her knees were
Ã, visible to the top of the ceiling. Ã, Suddenly her left leg began
Ã, rising, concrete and dust fell as she wretched it through the
Ã, top of the room. Ã, Then distant crunching noises sounded as she
Ã, planted her foot down again.

Ã,  Ã, The guards began to fear that she would never stop growing. Ã, Two
Ã, of them dashed out of the lab. Ã, Two remained. Ã, Amy's leg was only
Ã, visible to her midcalf. Ã, Her single barefoot filled the field
Ã, chamber, but the etherial glow of the process fit her skin like a
Ã, glove. Ã, She was still in its power, still rising to the clouds.
Ã, Lifting her foot onto its toes, she managed to keep it inside of
Ã, the chamber. Ã, Her foot grew larger and larger. Ã, The raised heel
Ã, pressed up against the roof, lifting it in great jagged cracks.
Ã, Her toes began to fill the chamber, colossal and lovely, the floor
Ã, sank further beneath her weight. Ã, It was well that there was no
Ã, basement.

Ã,  Ã, Somewhere near the point where the enormous but delicate arch of
Ã, her barefoot was halfway into the floor above, her foot pressed
Ã, out onto the quantum torus. Ã, There was a blue flash, and the field
Ã, collapsed. Ã, Silence, but for the occasional crash of falling
Ã, concrete settled over the lab.

Ã,  Ã, The two guards stared at the colossal foot (what they could see
Ã, of it), sixty feet long and twenty-five feet wide, her toes had
Ã, the girth of tree trunks, even the smallest was bigger than a man.
Ã, Her nails were pink and pretty and the size of tables. Ã, Slowly
Ã, the giant foot began to lift into the air, tearing the ceiling up
Ã, with it. Ã, A great rush of warm air poured into the room. Ã, The
Ã, massive toes wiggled once before disappearing from sight.

Ã,  Ã, There was a long pause.
Ã,  Ã, Strange crashing noises were heard overhead.
Ã,  Ã, The two guards sprang for the door, too late. Ã, The monstrous
Ã, barefoot returned, crashing down the ceiling under its gigantic
Ã, weight, crushing everything in its path. Ã, The guards' screams were
Ã, cut off in mid-cry as Amy stomped them and the lab flat.


Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  Ã,  * * * * * *


Ã,  Ã, Two things went through Amy's mind.
Ã,  Ã, ...Oops...
Ã,  Ã, ...Wow...

Ã,  Ã, She had screwed up. Ã, Betrayed by her greed she had crossed the safety
Ã, threshold. Ã, The price was an unstoppable surge of energy that made her
Ã, grow huger every passing moment. Ã, She had burst through the core of
Ã, the building like a bomb, shouldering aside each floor in turn until
Ã, emerging into the warm summer night. Ã, Then her breasts and hips went
Ã, through the same passage widening it further. Ã, The sounds of the
Ã, breaking concrete and steel faded as she soared up higher and higher.

Ã,  Ã, Her legs were binding in the small hole, so she lifted her left
Ã, leg out of it. Ã, There was no place to put it but back on the building,
Ã, and her foot sank deep into it with much crashing and crumbling.
Ã, Something else was growing within her too. Ã, That portion that had
Ã, delighted in the guards looking at her magnificant body was also
Ã, enlarged. Ã, It told her to raise her right foot, to drain every drop
Ã, of power in the transformation, until the last possible moment.

Ã,  Ã, Amy grew larger and larger.
Ã,  Ã, Finally, she felt the machine break against her toes.
Ã,  Ã, The field died, taking with it that strange sense of rising, that
Ã, tingling sensation on her skin. Ã, Arms akimbo, Amy surveyed the
Ã, world from her new height, then looked down, far far below to
Ã, where her calves emerged from the tiny fifteen story building.

Ã,  Ã, It occured to Amy that the machine was her only way to return to
Ã, a normal size. Ã, But she knew its secrets, knew how to make another,
Ã, and she decided she did not want anyone else following her in this
Ã, way. Ã, That meant destroying the machine, and the various records
Ã, of its construction.

Ã,  Ã, And Amy knew an easy way to do that.
Ã, 
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / its not a poll but...
September 27, 2006, 02:41:36 PM
i can read english well, but my english sucks... do you want some stories in spanish? i try to use some translators but the result was bullshit.

somotherings bear hugs for all

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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: new short
September 13, 2006, 02:30:21 PM
lisa use her cel phone to call her friends... 3 more girls heavier than her.
the girls will drink a lot of beer....

use him to pee en his mouth.... he must drink all

before use him like a cushion for a jump concurse...

he dies slowly.... his last saw was a foot going directly to her face... the foot smashes his head like a grape...

the girls boil his eyes and balls and eat it...

sorry for my english.. i speak spanish... i think you must understand the idea....

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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Bbw teacher
April 24, 2006, 09:57:02 AM
its an order... i want more!!!! or i will not sit on your face!!!!
i am a little bbw with only 358lbs.

bear hugs and wet kisses
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Donna
April 18, 2006, 10:07:20 AM
this story is like a heaven!!! please... i want read more!!!!

kisses and bear hugs
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i admit: this story havent bbw's... but is a good story...

i find it in internet... its not mine...

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exellent... awesome story!!!! i want more!!!!!!!!!!!! i love crush and cannibal stories!!!!!!!!!!!!
I send you facesittings and cock sucks.... (is for be a good storyteller)

Sorry for my english (i live in argentina, south america)

More wet kisses and bear hugs (crushing bear hugs)

Marisa
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Re: Sea of Dunes
December 21, 2004, 11:02:08 AM
hey fuel!!!!!!!!!!!! this is my story!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! can you fix it? >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:( >:(

if you fix it i can squash you!!!!!!!!!!!! ;) :-*
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BBW Related Stories / Fantasies / Sea of dunes
October 27, 2004, 04:41:39 AM
I want to be the first!!! this story i posted in bigfatchics/board and now here!!!!

This is the story:

Sea of Dunes

by bigmarisa

Hello dears, im a bbw from argentina (south america) and we speak spanish. So i will try to make the max effort to be clear for you. (im using a nice program calling Babylon - www.babylon.com -) its a little piece of software that i love (i use it to translate some words from english to spanish). ok. hurry to the story (sorry for the bad use of the verbs)

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When i was 11 years old, was a skinny one, but some tall (taller than the average). Long hair black with curls, big black eyes, skin like milk. And a smile always crossing my young face. The pre-adolescence its difficult for all but, i handled with grace. In the school always was a good one, and my parents carried me to the sea for vacations. In some places in the argentinian coast, the beach is very wide, and the dunes are here, like a guard of the entire beach.
But i was only 12 when come to the beach that vacations, and like others 12 years old girls, have some whims. Fight with my parents and criying i was to the dunes to walk alone. It was about 9 p,m., and the moon was the only witness. My parents try to stop me, but they cant. I was speeder than they are.

I was feeling great being alone. The stars are blinking his eyes to me, and the wind from the Atlantic ocean caress my face. One hour later or more try to come back to my house, but cant orientated in the middle of the sea of dunes. At the beggining i dont be worry, but step by step a secret fear start to take my soul. The stars stop to blink to me and now was like witness eyes for my doom.

I heard some voices, and walk to it. I wished that voices be of my parents. But no. Only two boys, not so much olders than me. They told me:

- Dont worry, we know where your house is. Follow us.

And start to walk. In a moment i think i was in problems, but in other think was my imagination. They looks like good people. They are big boys (to me). Over the moonlight they looks great. One year earlier i have my first orgasm with my fingers, and have it dreaming with boys like they.

All arrives to one house. Not my house. The house looked like a abandon one, but i can see some lights on inside. They told me that they must notify to her parents that they are helping me. I stii follow them, and was inside the house.

The door was closed behind me.


They run to the back of the house, and cant hear nothing. The house was a mess. The garbage was everywhere, a pair of ruined chairs was in that room and a mattress whith stranges old marks was in a corner. When i come back from my personal reverie, two big boys was in my entire visual range.
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The abuse was terrible. All my body holes was used and abused. I can tasted his sperm, smell and transpiration. It was an agony. I cryed and beg for mercy, and only get some loud laughs. All of the four boys fuck me. But, like a flash, arrives to my mind an idea, hot and beautiful. Was like touch of an devil angel. Revenge. When i can see the word very clear in my mind, REVENGE, i get a gigantic orgasm, and like waves, other arrives and make me feel good. Not for his dicks on my inside, oh no. The word revenge, shake all my body. The boys will pay.


Five years later, i was a tall bbw. My face still looks with a smile crossing my face. But my eves have a little devil glance. Be bigger than the rest was great, was comfortable, makes me feel powerfull, i feel the warranty of can overwhelm any other person, boy or girl.
When i saw me in a mirror, i like all the view. Pretty face, nice smile, really big boobs , not so much belly but nice, really big hips (a single chair cant hold entirely, but with two chairs,scarcely can). I am tall (a little less than 1,90 meters tall) and my shape is like a Spanish guitar or sandglass. It make me proud. Some chicks envy my body, all the boys looks at me, but as they have some fear (looks ridiculous next to me, or looks too tiny near me) so prefer have me far. I know it, sometimes when i hide me in the toilett of the school, can hear other students talking about it. Sometimes i can hear a few girls envy me, my big boobs because this girls have less chest than a fried egg.
My life in the school isnt easy. Some boys and girls shamed me with little jokes or with unfriendly words. Specially Claudio.
Clauido was the number one in the high school. All the skinny girls was pursuit him. All wants to be ClaudioÃ,´s friend or girl. The number one in a Argentinian School isnt like in USA schools. We like soccer, and soccer players arent bigger than a football player, so Claudio isnt tall and weights light. But in the playfield, was a lion, a phanter, a God. And outside of the playfield, he drives him like the god of the school.

He specially enjoy to make stupid jokes about my boobs. Always my boobs. Its a fact, my boobs isnt like a soccer balloon, but arent by the least difference.Ã, 
Was an August 3 of 1989, the freeze make the birds down from the trees and i was in the front of my house smoking a cigarette (my parents forbid to me smoke)(and they detect the cigarette to kilometers) and Claudio pass in front of me, smiling me with a evil grin.
- Hello, Marisa
- Hello, Little boy.(grinned)
- Im not so little (with a sarcastic smile), meanwhile he look at me from his lower height.
- Claudio, you canÃ,´t reach my shoulder, you need a lot of soup to awe me.
- The size isnt the important. I have something to you, and i know that is a good tool for you.

In this moment i thing to go to my house and forget the rat, but my parents arent in home. Nobody was in the street because the big cold. No witness. All my fantasy exploit in my head, all my paint, all my wishes will make true.
- Follow me, puny boy.

I got a big house, not so big by the USA standar, but by the argentinian standar was big. I leaded him to the Hobby room. My fatherÃ,´s hands are like magicians, fix everithing and make everything from pieces of garbage. This room is large and full of things, and my mother put in it all her gym machines (she loves use a weight bench). He placed a face of "not understand what happend" when arrives at the place. I put me face to face (in fact, face to boobs) to him and say to his ear: Dear, please, awe me, leave me to the heaven, make me feel like a real woman, i am all of you.
His face change, and try to touch my chest. My response was only one movement, my hand fly and arrives in his face in shape of fist. He fall to the floor like a bag of bones with a soft thud.

I grasped him by her hair and drag to the weight bench. Using a roll tape, i hold him by his wrist and ankle to the bench. Using a cutter, remove all his clothes and can see her dick. Not so small, not so big, but the gossips says other things. Wasnt a dissapointmen, but i was expecting more. Over the bench he looks like a naked human X.

The puny comes back with grunts, and put my hand over his mouth. -Hello darling. You will be my toy, i see you how use other girls to your pleasure, and throw when do you want, like she was slag.
i start to put my clothes off, meanwhile he was screaming:- Shit mountain, i kill you, all the school will know how bitch you are, all the school will laugh when see you...
-ok boy, but it will happen only if you comes back to school....
He stop to scream. And see my eyes. And he start to understan how big troubles was your situation.
- are you kidding me, right?
- i am not kidding (i tell him with no mercy). You will not return to school. You will belongs to me. I will use you and abuse you. You arent a person. You are a plaything, yes, right, only a thing to use.

I will use for my pleasure.

i straddled in her face, and he start to beg for mercy. - you will crush me!!! nooo pleeeaseeee!
The next that i feel was his nose pushing my clit and his mouth trying to bite me.
-Dear, if you beat me, i will cut your penis and put it in your asshole. And start to back and forth. Stand up, see his face, sit again, back and forth, and all again and all again. Was marvelous saw his face brilliant by my juices.
I can feel the power, the overwhelming, i will crush him, i trample him still to make a heap of bloody hash. i will make a hamburger with him, and say it to him. i will use him to feed me.
Meantime i was feeling his face in my pussy and i was in the middle of my day dream,he passed out, maybe out of oxigen.Ã, 
When i sit all my 210 kilograms over his belly,(in fact all his crotch, belly, chest and chin dissapear under me) he returns to reality very fast, but can scream because he havent air in his lungs. -Dear, Dear, i always loves you. Do you marry me? He he he he....
Whats up? why your face is turning red? Please, put your eyes in his orbits. I can feel his bowels being smashing by my weight. I stand up and he returns to breath, i use a little more of the tape to seal his mouth.
I take his dick and start to masturbates him. -Nice thing, but, its only this? no more that this?
He start to make hard, and put in my mouth and suck him hard and slow.
I can feel his short breaths, and how enjoy it. Surely he thing what all was a joke.
I coninue my blowjob and can fell his first spasms, that tell me the orgasm is coming. His face star to transfigure, and when still the jerk off no start, i grasp her balls and start to squeeze. Obiously he cant yell, because the tape in his mouth dont allow him. Big tears drops falling by his face. -ohhhh, Dear, it hurts? No worry. i will not do again. (meanwhile i still squeeze his balls).
i can feel when his ball explode inside of the scrotum. -Ohhhh god, that was great!!! Thanks dear for makes me happy!!! I loves you. He passed out again.

I go to the kitchen and make my favorite sandwich. A little toasted bread without crust, ham(fully chargedÃ,  ), slices of tomatoes and a touch of mayonnaise. Open a big bottle of beer and returns to the puny joke (Claudio). (here 3 cans of beer make one big bottle).

-Claudio, i think about us, and i feel what we go fast in this new relationship. You deserve my biggest fury, but i am not a bad person. Im a good one, so i will drink 4 or 5 bottles of beer.
Because when i was drunk, i have bad humor. And when i have a bad day, you will got one....

His eyes show me all his panic, all his fear, he knows his fate, and i start to drink my cold beer. It makes me happy. So, i went to the backyard and start a fire in the gridiron (its similar like a barbecue but use coal and we use other cuts of meet to cook in it, we are famous by our meet, Maxwell Smart (Agent 86) know about us and he loves our "Churrasco").

When comes back to Claudio, his breath was speed and short, he was in the middle of a panic attack. Better. Great.

The bear star to affect to me, so i light a cigarette and start to smoke. I sit on the floor near him, and see him direct to his eyes. - I dream it by years. I dream about have a despicable boy like you under my control, so makes feel him my power, makes feel the pain that i feel in my past. Its a shame that you dont have a pussy, because i cant makes feel the pain of a rape pussy. But you have an asshole, and will use it like one. Four boys raped me, and makes me hurt, makes me feel the pain. Today you represent this boys, and so, my ghost of the past will fly of my life. I know, i know, its a lie. The ghosts will be with me all my life, its true, but today, will fly away.

I pút the red light of the cigarette on his nipple and he start to shake. - Dear, hurts?
Ok, will no use the cigarette. So i stand up and straddle him and sit on his stomach. - Youre my horse and will ride you!!! . I start to bounce and see his face turning to red. Stop.
Youre a nice cushion, great. And i start again meanwhile start to slap very hard in his face.
- Puny dear, i love mark my fingers in your face, its easy and funny!!!!. So i take his nose and squeeze it. Obviously he cant breat. And i start to shake his nose, harder and harder. So i can feel a snap inside him. Great. I was broken his nose. I release it and can see blood falling down from it. His eyes cant be more open, he try to yelling but the noise was insignificant. I can feel some farts from him and a feeling of wet under me.
-is the baby pissing? Shit too? . So i take a rag and clean a little. So i put my ass over his broken nose and make a big loud fart. - Smell it dear, because when i shit, you will eat it.

The tape on his mouth unstick and say to me: - Please, forgive me, im very sorry, please, let me go...
- i cant do that, dear , you will run to your house and will open your mouth.
-Noooo, i will close it. Please, mercy, mercy, mercy.
-Ok, but, you must obey me first.
- yes yes yes.... ok.... i will obey....
Again i straddled over his face and say to him: - Lick me, softly, gentle, now...
and sit on his face. I cant see him because my tummy is a little big and only can saw a few hairs, but can feel very good his tongue.
- yes dear, makes to mum happy.
He makes his job good, not great thing, but was great because the situation was great. In a normal situation, he will boring me. And i start to feel the born of a sensation, great sensation. The sensation born in the middle of my spine and start to expand to the rest of my nakde body, a gigantic orgasm will arrives like a running train in the middle of my soul.

- Be constant, darling, be constant....
One and another and another orgasms arrives to me.... And the tongue stop...
Whit anger i stand up and see him. He passed out again. I took the third bottle of beer and drink a little more. My thirst grow, and my anger too.
-son of the bich, why you stop? I DONT SAY YOU STOP!!!!!
So i stand up over his chest. I grab a bar for no fall, and feel my feets firmly over his chest.
The pressure make him wake up and he try to cof, but he cant.His chest start to bend to his inside. A clear snap can be hear. One rib less. So jump to the ground and sit on him.
-hey darling, you are starting to break down.
He cant speak. And he no moves. But breath, slow, but breath.

- I think that is a good idea up to the next level. I said and release him. He try to stand up but fall on the floor. I Grab him and put over the bench again, but this time his chest over the cushion of the bench, use the tape again and he stay firmly tied in doggy style, but his body looks soft.

I go to my room and come back in a hurry with my prefer toy. A very big dildo with strips. I tied up to me and now, i have my oun dick. A big one.

- And now, darling, we will start the phase two.
I look at the fourth bottle of beer and decided no drink more. I need remember this.
He saw my dick and open his mouth, but can say nothing.
-are you out of words? Great, because when i start to fuck you, all the words returns to you.
A new tear fall from his eyes.
I put me behind him on my knees, open his buttocks and spit in his hole. He start to grind, and a low cry can be hear.
Was a strange moment, i wish it by years, fuck him like i was fucked, whit no mercy, whit fury, whit anger, with pleasure, a new orgasm arrives to me.... was gorgeous, and still im out of him.
Shivers down my spine meanwhile be target with my dick, hardly lean the head of my dick on the asshole because the emotion was growing and growing, and another orgasm falls on my like a truck of bricks. Take a breath, start again and push my tool with all my weight.
A short scream breaks the silence, but no more. No matter, all the doors and windows was closed.
I start to pump it hard. The view of my dick drilling his ass was like a sweet dream, each pump was glorious. He moan in each pump, and time to time say: mercy!
- No mercy, only dick for you... feel me, inside on you. The dildo slowly turning to red. Really i break his ass. The view of red on the dildo make me go to a new orgasm. All his body was shaked in each thrust, all my tonnage pushing hard, deeper and deeper, 23 centimeters (about 9 inches) of dick inside on him. My hands take each buttock firmly, and my rithm was constant, no slow, no fast, but each thrust was make with all my power, without mercy. And a stream of orgasms arrives being like fly to heaven. I rest my body over him and the new angle of insertion makes touch my clit with the dildo, and new stream of orgasm arrives. My body cant manage so pleasure and rest without motion over him. I can feel him try hardly breath, and he say to me:
-Bitch.

I release him again, and hug him. And i start a bear hug. The agony and pain can be smell in him, and the sense of his puny body between my arms, like a rag doll, was great. He barely breath and his face turning red again, and throw up. I only smile and still make my bear hug.

All his body start to bend like a string of an arch, and his spine breaks with a sonorous snap.
His legs hangs like a puppet legs.
-Well, now you cant lets go from here. A devil laugh flood all the room.

Put the puppet on the floor and take a screwdriver and plunge it in an leg.
- ohhhhh! you cant feel it!!!. My new toy is broken!!! My parents will anger and quit my monthly paiment!!!!. I must clean the mess!!!!.
I see direct to his eyes and blink an eye. And like a baby, he start to moan and cry. I barely can hear him.

i see arond me and the mess was no great. Take my dick, and put in his mouth. - Clean it.
the thongue appears and start to lick. He eat all his shit and blood from my dick, that makes me remember that. Take a iron dish and make shit over it. I give him a fork, the dish with the feed, and say:
- You have one chance, eat it.
His arms move, slow, like in slow motion, but he start to eat. he try to throw up again, but notting happens, and he start again. His face look how disgusting was for him eat it, but in a couple of minutes he eat all.
- godd puppet, you eat all the feed from you mum!!!
Meanwhile he eat, i clean all with some rags and some kind of smell floral chlorine. Some large spots of blood was more difficult to clean, but all was great.

i put some big plastics over the floor and the puppet over it.
-Dear, i have a problem. I must discard you, and you are big to fit in the trash can.
Suddenly i remember the gridiron. It can be the solution. i take all dirty rags and burning in the fire of the gridiron and back to my puppet.
- I am hangry again. Do you?. So i take his dick and with a sudden pull and rip it. Go to the irongrid and put it in to cook. i return to my broken puppen, smile to him and start to trample from his foots to his crotch. I can feel her bones burst under my tonnage. It sounds like walk over dried foils. When arrives to his crotch, can see her testicles totally inflammated by my crush. He looks like a girl with a fatty and inflammated pussy, whit her period (because are all bloody). Put my feet over and use again my weight. His scrotum explode and all his inner juices dirt the plastic over the floor. He still unconciens. No matter. I start to trample over him and make a mess of bloody meet. I ripped his arms an legs and use the branch triturator of daddy, of course, i use a big bag to take all the mess inside of it. When i stand up over his head, his eyes popped up. For lucky to me, i put 2 bags togheter, about 70 kilograms (about 150 pounds) of mess was in the bags.

Put the bag (good closed) in the trash container and go to my house.

Clean the rest of the mess was easy, and when finished all, i make me a hot dog with the last util part of my broken toy and go to my bedroom. Take my dick, sorry, my dildo and start to masturbates me, meanwhile eat my hot dog.


This isnt real at all, but mostly yes. You decided what is real and what no!!!

Please, i want the opinion of spcbrown and Zsa!!! It can be???

Thanks