The Giantess Story
by Smartass McGee

There was once a guy ("Bobman") who had a very attractive
wife. His wife has extremely large breasts, because for some reason,
women in porn always have disgustingly huge breasts unless they're
underage (and sometimes even then).

Bobman is either a womanizing dick or a woman-shy geek, depending. If
he is going to be killed, he is a dick, so readers won't sympathize
with him too much. If he finds happiness (or at least a lot of sex),
he's a guy who's always been shy around women, but somehow everyone
has always had a secret crush on him anyway. Regardless, Bobman is a
very shallow, two-dimensional character, surpassed in predictability
only by the shallowness of his sexually pent-up lover.

All at once, something absurd and very highly contrived happens to
Bobman. Brushing it off as nothing, Bobman soon realizes his mistake
when he finds himself reduced to four inches in height, but
fortunately (and inexplicably) still able to breathe, talk, see,
hear, and think clearly, with no adverse effects whatsoever. Oh, and
for some reason, his body doesn't squish on contact with light
pressure, despite the high frailty in the human design.

Bobman's wife inevitably comes home. Seeing what has happened to him,
she is worried for all of two seconds before she is suddenly fine
with the whole situation, and out of nowhere reveals that she has
long fantasized about this exact situation (what a coincidence!).

To kick off the extended sex-and-control session, Mrs. Bobman somehow
gets off from pleasuring her husband either orally or manually,
despite the fact that this has absolutely no physical way of
pleasuring her. Bobman makes a self-centered statement about a great
session, so his wife mashes him into her breasts, sucks on him and
comments on how good he tastes (SIDE NOTE: scientists theorize that,
based on our diet and makeup, humans taste vaguely like pork), and
eventually shoves him far up her nether regions, regardless of the
fact that nerves in the vulval/vaginal area are concentrated in the
clitoris (which is EXTERNAL, for the illiterates out there) and the
outer third of the vagina. At least one of the things she does to
Bobman for her pleasure is performed "unceremoniously," and
someone somewhere either mentions a "gargantuan pussy" or
says "come in me baby." She reaches multiple orgasm for the
first time in her life, bruises Bobman up pretty well, and goes to
sleep.

The next day, Mrs. Bobman's ne'er-before-mentioned, even hotter
friend comes over, and they reveal that (surprise!) they want Bobman
to share in their newfound lesbian joy. Bobman is given to every hot
woman they meet to use as a vibrator, and enobody is worried about
hygeine or STDs anywhere along this process at all, much less freaked
out by a fully functional four-inch person being used as a public
dildo. Some of these extraneous, one-dimensional women may consist of
coworkers, students, models, celebrities, and your everyday
indescribably-hot Jill Everybody off the street.

Some of the women, especially Bobman's wife, enjoy domination. He is
now seen as an object despite his constantly acting really whiny (but
submitting very quickly) about his rights, and at some point he's put
in place by being dumped in a toilet and exposed to fresh urine and
fecal matter, which for some reason does not poison, drown, sicken,
or crush him.

Eventually, Bobman is either killed for pleasure or settles in as his
wife's personal playtoy, which she uses constantly despite constant
sex with her new lover.

The End.



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I enjoy the fantasy, and appreciate your efforts to archive all this
literature. But at the same time, it often seems like people take
this damn thing too seriously. It's just a sexual kink, not a life
philosophy. Thus the lighthearted "story" rendition. Sorry
if I offend; it's all meant in good fun.