JULIE'S WRATH




Julie had been dating Phil for almost a year now, and her patience was beginning to run very thin. It was time that he made a commitment to her and she felt she had more than put in the time for him to do so. A somewhat naive girl when it came to sex when they met, Phil slowly introduced her to S&M and his other kinky indulgences. Julie was gorgeous with soft red hair that came to her shoulders, large 38D breasts, sexy legs and a body that any model would envy. With her bright blue eyes, she was any man's fantasy.

It was about seven o'clock and she rang Phil's doorbell. He came to the door and as always was smiling when he saw her. Julie walked right past him and went to the couch. Sitting and crossing her sexy legs, she simply said, "we need to talk." Without a word, Phil walked over and sat down next to her on the couch, "Phil, where is our relationship going?' she asked very straightforwardly.

"Well honey, we love each other and enjoy each other, isn't that enough for now?"

"Phil, I'm 26 and I would like to know if I have a definite future with you."

Leaning back, Phil mumbles half to himself, "I was wondering when this was going to come up." Looking into her soft blue eyes, "Julie, I can't marry you. It isn't that I don't care for you, it's just that I enjoy my freedom and lifestyle too much to change it."

Julie jumped to her feet and started to shout. "You son of a bitch, you never had any intentions of marrying me and you led me on. You were just using me to satisfy you twisted kinky fantasies! All you wanted was someone to dress up and be your sex slave. You jerk", she cried as tears started to run down her checks.

Being very cocky, Phil smugly says, 'Too bad you feel that way honey, you made a great slave girl," he mocked with a disgusting grin on his face. Unzipping his fly, he looks up at the furious Julie now shaking uncontrollably with anger. "Would you like to make up now, sweetie," he taunts.

Julie screams, "you pig, I'm going to find a way to make you pay for how you used and degraded me and for all the other women you intended to hurt." In a rage, Julie ran out the front door.

Driving with no thought of where she is going, she sees a bright light in the woods off in the distance. Curious of what it might be, she pulled off the main road and drove towards the strange glow. As she got closer, her car just stopped and died. Getting out, she sees someone just ahead and goes over to see if their hurt. Stunned, it is a woman who falls to the ground in front of her. Turning the woman over, Julie saw she was hurt and took off her coat to wrap around the strangely dressed woman. Julie asked, "Are you alright?" as the woman shivers in her arms.

Before the woman could say anything, two other women in similar dress approached. Julie looked up at them and pleaded, "can you help her?'

With smiles on their faces, they nodded and the tall brunette spoke. "Thank you for coming to Tirra's aid and we will take her now, and she will be just fine. Your finding her in time may have saved her life and we are very grateful to you."

The shorter woman who was very beautiful as all three were, bent down and touched the woman Tirra and they both vanished in a colorful glow of strange lights. Julie's fixed stare was broken by the woman standing in front of her. "On our planet it is proper to give a token to show our gratitude." As the tall blond removed a necklace from around her own neck, she placed it around Julie's. Julie picked up the small reddish green stone that now hung from her neck and said, "it's beautiful."

It's a mind amplifier and through it, you may alter matter as it pleases you," said the lovely woman. "Now, I must get back to my ship."

"Wait," Julie blurted out, "May I see it?" The woman pointed towards the light over in the woods and it was beautiful. "How many people are on board," Julie asked.

"Just the three of us."

"Do you have men on your planet?" Julie asked inquisitively.

"Yes, but it is not like your planet," the woman smiled. "The males on our planet are subservient and exist only to serve and provide for our needs. Also we have made the men much smaller to make them easier to handle and all women own several to make them of any value in attending our needs. Well I must leave but one day we will meet each other again."

"One more thing please, what is the name of your planet, it sounds wonderful."

"It is Chreise, and one day I will take you there to see it and if you like, join us. My name is Fielisca and I have much power on my world, you would be very welcome and be treated as royalty. You would be given many male servants to serve and please your every desire." Good-by was her last words as she gave Julie a hug and then vanished just like the others. Then her ship shot straight up into the sky, and they were gone.

Julie walked back to her car which was running again. Thinking about what Helisea said for a moment, Julie jokingly said to herself, "I wish this car was a white Jaguar convertible. Instantly the car became a beautiful Jaguar convertible. Her eyes widened with disbelief at what just happened. Hopping in, she said "I want a hundred thousand dollars in the glove compartment" and when she opened it, it was full of cash. Speechless, she drive down the road and with a wicked smile on her face headed back towards Phil's apartment. Thinking to herself, "Phil is going to pay sooner than he could ever have dreamed."

Arriving at Phil's door again, she rang the doorbell now wearing a full length coat she had just created. Phil quickly answered and Julie started her act. "Please Phil, I have come to apologize for treating you so badly earlier tonight:"

"Come in, baby," as he backed away from the door to let her in. Smug as usual he said, "I knew you would be back, so I left out some wine, help yourself . "

"Oh, you really do know me don't you" she purred. Julie sat down and picked up the wine glass as she watched Phil slither over to the couch now wearing a short men's robe. As he got next to her, Julie stood up. "I have a surprise for you." Opening her coat she was dressed in a very sexy leather dominatrix outfit. Spiked black leather boots with matching skin tight body suit, large leather bra cups with Julie's breasts spilling out over the rims, and her new necklace squeezed tight between her creamy deep cleavage.

Phil's mouth hung open as she teasingly musea "Like what you see?". With his short robe on, he was unable to hide his now raging hard on. Julie looked down at him trying to cover himself and smiled, "Oh yes, didn't you say earlier that you had a special way I could make up everything to you?" Stumbling for words, Phil sat there dumbfounded as Julie went to her knees in front of him and moved his hands aside.

Opening the robe, she lowered her head and began taking Phil's throbbing cock into her mouth for the sucking he would never forget. Slow moans of total ecstasy come from Phil as Julie could feel his body become relaxed. Phil closed his eyes and let his head rest on the back of the couch. Julie stopped only for a second to see if her plan was working, then quickly returned to her task of revenge. Thinking to herself "this is great", with each stroke of her tongue and bob of her head, Phil is shrinking a couple of inches. Lost in the total sexual experience, Phil had not opened his eyes to see what was happening to him. Stopping again for a moment, Julie purrs, "feel good lover?"

Phil cries, "oh god, don't stop pleasese."

"Anything you say lover," as Julie bites her lips of a second to keep from laughing, and returns to her devilish task. After a few last strokes she abruptly stops and takes her head away. Phil begs, "Please don't stop, I'm almost ready!"

A complete change of tone in her voice she answers, "I have to stop, I choke on small bones," she laughs cruelly.

Opening his eyes for the first time, he sees Julie's big face in front of him and watches as she stands up. Regaining his senses he mutters, "What the hell... what happened to you!"

"Nothing happened to me, but something certainly happened to you, little man.

Wiggling to the front of the couch, his feet fall to touch the floor and he stands in front of Julie who takes a couple of steps back to enjoy the full effect of her work. He is now eye level with her thighs. In a broken voice Phil asks, "What have you done to me, I'm only three feet tall!"

Julie answers, "I am beginning to put you in your place," staring down with an evil grin on her face. Lifting her right spiked heel boot, she places it in the middle of his chest and straightens her leg sending Phil crashing to the floor and tumbling backwards. Laughing, Julie walks to the center of the room and watches as Phil tries to get to his knees. "Stop," she barks, "Stay where you are."

Holding his chest Phil begins to plea to this leather Giantess towering in front of him. "Please Julie, make me big again."

"Oh I'm afraid you're as big as you'll ever be little man. From now on you will only get smaller as it pleases me, but you will never get bigger."

"Is there no way I can return to normal height," he cries!

"You mean like this," Julie toys with him and snaps her fingers. Instantly he is his old size again. Phil yells for joy "I'm back!"

Julie dramatically shakes her head and smiles, "No" and again he is three feet tall again. Phil hangs his head and cries. "Get use to disappointment little man, because from now on you exist only to serve me. "Winking at him as he looks up through tear stained eyes, "you know how fickled I am."

"From now on you will shrink whenever you displease me, and I am going to make it very hard to please me. What I like one day, I may not like the next. You had better learn to be as flexible as my moods if you don't want to end up a one inch grease stain in the carpet. "

"Now you worthless twerp, I want you to crawl to me on your hands and knees.... mnunmm how appropriate, and lick my boots."

Phil's eyes widened. Pointing a sharp red nailed finger at him, she emphasized, "If you make the slightest hesitation to obey me now, you will be two feet tall by the time you reach the tips of my toes."

Like being hit with a jolt of electricity, Phil scrambled across the floor on his little hands and knees looking up at Julie the whole time. Quickly sticking his tongue out as he neared the shinny leather boots, he had not even stopped moving when his tongue went to work on the hard pointed toe of JuIie's left boot.

A few seconds went by when Julie tapped his teeth with the boot and said, "don't stop until I give you permission, understand worm?" A meek "yes Julie" was all that could be heard. Sliding her left foot under his chest and stomach, she lifted him in the air landing him on his back a couple of feet away. Landing with a loud thud, the air knocked out of him, he looks up at her and he is now shaking.

"'You will address me as Mistress from now on and that is the only way I permit you to address me, is that clear?" Phil forced out a "yes Mistress" as he laid there frozen, afraid to move.

Stamping the foot, that just kicked him, she hissed through clenched teeth, "get back here" Fumbling to roll over back onto his hands and knees he rushes back to the two leather covered feet and began licking them again.

"You look so pathetic and small at me feet having to worship me. What's left of your insignificant life is up to me now, you pig. How does it feel to be used!"

Taking her right boot heel she presses it down in the small of his back and forces him to the ground. A whimper comes from under her boot, "please don't kill me!" Taking the toe of her boot, she spins his body so his head is where his feet were, then rolls him over. Placing the entire sole & and heel on his tiny chest and stomach, she steps down slightly enough to enjoy his suffering.

"Oh I'm not going to kill you, at least not right now. I plan on you suffering for a very long time and I am going to enjoy punishing you and your helpless to stop me."

Just when he thought he could not take anymore of her crushing weight, she stopped and removed her foot. Slowly stepping over his face so he could get a view of how easily she could squash him, she walked to the couch and sat down.

Crossing her sexy legs, she leaned back in the same spot he had been sitting in earlier. "Bring me a glass of wine, slave."

It was the first time he had been called slave and it pierced his ego like a bullet. Slowly getting up, he walked towards the end table. He had to reach up and stand on his toes to touch the bottle. Forgetting himself, he spun around and looked at Julie with anger in his eyes.

"You shrunk me again didn't you" he yelled through clenched teeth. Julie's voice teased "aren't you forgetting to say something like Mistress."

"Fuck you, you bitch. I demand you return me to my height at once, do you understand!"

Jumping to her feet and without saying a word, Julie took a step towards him and with her other foot kicked little Phil in the stomach sending him flying through the air almost eight feet before landing and rolling another three. Barely able to move, he props himself up by his elbows and groans. Julie reaches into her purse and takes out something but is blocked from Phil's view. Walking over and standing in front of the helpless two foot man, she bends over and hands him the six inch toy in her hand.

Phil looked puzzled, "a toy car?" he squeaks. "No stupid, it is your cherished Porsche, the car you love more than anything else in the world."

Recognizing that it truly was his car as he carefully looked it over, Julie snatches it from him. Rising to her full height again, she then cocks an eyebrow with a wicked smile on her face. "Watch" was all she said.

Dropping the car to the floor, she places her right boot sole on the roof. Phil started to see her leg muscles tighten as he cries for her to stop.

"Please, I'll do anything you want, I'm begging you, but don't destroy my car."

"I told you that whenever you angered me little man, it would cost you dearly, so shut up and watch before I decide to shrink you down further and put you inside!"

With a great look of satisfaction on her face, she began to apply pressure as he hears the roof metal creak under the enormous pressure and watches as the windshield, as though in slow motion, explodes sending tiny pieces of glass everywhere. The body and hood are intact for only a moment then collapse like a grape giving no resistance. The giant black leather foot was still for only a second or two before it started twisting from side to side grinding the metal into the carpet. When Julie felt no more lump under her pretty foot, she slowly picked up her foot to see the damage. There was no need, Phil's tears told her all she needed, and his sobs were music to her ears.

"Get up and get me a glass of wine. Now!" Julie barked. She returned to the couch and watched as Phil scurried to the end table where the bottle of wine and glasses were. Snickering to herself, she was amused as her tiny slave strained to cater to her every whim. She, who catered to him for so many wasted months loved watching him use all his life's energy to serve her like the queen, nay Goddess, that she now was to him.

Managing to finally fill the glass full of wine, he slowly turned and carried it to her using his hands and arms to support the heavy glass. She reveled as she watched him holding out the glass to her with both hands and straining from the weight. Purposely waiting a moment before taking the glass from his offering hands, was a silent victory for her. Taking a sip as she watched him uncomfortably standing before her naked and very much aware of how embarrassing it is to him.

Raising a leg and laying in on the couch with the spike heel inches from his face, Phil was entranced at the sharp point so close to his eye. Julie watched him staring at it and then slid it towards him about an inch from his face noticing that he had not tried to move back.

Looking at his confused face, she started to get a big grin on her lips and commanded with just a word, "suck!" There was no point for Phil to pretend he didn't understand, and he looked up for only a second as to say something, but just as quickly brought his head back down and opened his mouth to take in the dangerous stiletto heel. He cautiously closed his mouth over the long heel and gently slid his tongue around the unwanted object before starting to suck the heel.

Reaching up with his tiny hands to cradle the base of the heel, Julie ordered, "Put your hands down. I want to enjoy this and I detest you putting your hands on me."

Now looking even more stupid, if that were possible, Phil stood with his hands by his sides and tried to maneuver his head around the bottom of the boot while sucking the sharp heel. Teasingly, Julie began to move her foot toward his face sending the heel deeper down his throat making him gag and fall to the floor.

"Was I too big for you, slut," Julie laughed uncontrollably. Finally getting control of his choking, Phil laid there looking up at the cruel bitch as she shifted her weight putting the foot he just disgustingly made love to on the floor, and rises her other foot and shoves it in his face.

"Unlike you, I have two... start again." Humiliatingly he moves his head forward slightly and takes in the heel of her other boot. After five minutes of enjoying his misery, Julie, removed her sharp heel from his mouth and placed her feet on each side of his pitiful body.

Smiling, she stares down at Phil. "What is it Mistress," he squeaks. Before the words could leave his mouth he realized it was happening again. Julie's leather black boots seemed to be growing bigger and bigger, but he knew it was him shrinking again.

Screaming "please noooo" his voice weakened with his size. Stopping at six inches she enjoyed the view of the squirming little animal between her now huge leather feet-

Phil cried "why have you shrunk me again?" Leaning forward, Julie turned her head and told him she couldn't hear him. "You're so tiny I can barely hear you, as though you are worth listening to anyway."

Again, "why did you make me so small," he yelled.

"Because I am getting bored with you, jerk. Funny, I thought torturing you for a few weeks would be exciting, or at least for a few days, but you are to pathetic to bother with. I've decided to simply do away with you and find myself something new to amuse me. I really have wasted to much of my time on you already."

Julie picked up her right foot and removed her boot, and then placed her foot back where it was, then did the same with the other foot. Now trapped between two walls of sweaty feet, Phil watched as Julie pondered his fate. Rocking her right foot back on it's heel. she then leaned her foot forward again and trapped Phil between the big and second toes of her foot. Cruelly she started rubbing him back and forth on the rug burning the skin off his back. After a few seconds of inflicting pure hell, she stopped and squeezed her toes together like a vice. Enjoying his pleas of mercy, she teased, "does it burn that bad little man?"

'Yes," he screamed. Picking up her foot with him tightly in her toe grip, she extended her foot over to where her wine glass was sitting on the coffee table. When he was over the rim, she unclenched her toes and dropped him in the full glass. Splashing and sputtering, he bobbed for dear life to grab the inside rim of the glass.

Another two inches should make it a little more difficult she chuckles out loud so he can hear. As Phil shrinks, his hands loose their grip and he thrashes about drowning in her wine. Julie picked up the glass and watched him twirl around in the spin of the wine caused by her movement of the glass. Submerging a couple of times, Phil pops up and tries to breathe.

"Here, let me help you," Julie toys with him. Putting the glass to her lips, she sips a large swallow and feels his tiny hands press against her tip lip. Swallowing the wine, she moves the glass away from her face and watches him now kneeling in waist deep red wine.

"Is that better," she softly laughs with her eyes ablaze. Shaking with mortal fear, Phil watches her mouth with huge pearl white teeth the size of doors getting closer as she brings the glass with her victim, back towards her sensual mouth.

Helplessly sliding into what Phil could only relate to as the mouth of a great white shark, he screamed as his hands slid along the glass with nothing to grab onto and watched as the wine around him disappears. The hot breath of Julie engulfs him as his feet touched her tongue. Screaming, he was now completely covered by her mouth and desperately grabbed onto her front teeth as he is dumped in her mouth trying not to drown in the wine as it passes by and down her throat. Closing her mouth, he is pressed against the roof, and Julie enjoys applying pressure to his struggling body with her soft pink tongue.

Feeling him no longer moving, she grabs a cushion from the couch and throws it to the middle of the living room floor. Opening her mouth slightly, she allows his head and shoulders to emerge from between her teeth and his tiny head protrudes from her lips. Taking a couple of playful bites and allowing the rough edges of her front teeth to scrape her little captive, she takes aim at the pillow several feet away and spits Phil out toward the pillow.

Watching, his arms and legs flailing about, and listening to his weak scream as he sails across the room and lands on the corner of the pillow he rolls onto the floor. Roaring with laughter, the Giantess gets up slowly and walks toward the naked tiny male helpless on the floor.

"Crawl to my feet and thank me for allowing you to live for a few more minutes, slave."

Phil, barely able to move, got on all fours and went to her toes and without any reminding began kissing the still sweaty feet. Julie turned around and walked back toward the couch. She turned around and watched his tiny eyes as she reached for her wine glass. He began to shake uncontrollably and started to cry, "Please no Mistress, no."

She enjoyed the psychological game she was playing and brought the glass to her lips allowing it to make a slight "click" sound as it touched her teeth. Then not able to hold the laughter any longer, her legs went out from under her and she laughed for a full two minutes as she sat on the couch with the pitiful Phil feeling even more ashamed and smaller than before.

When she finished and regained her composure, she picked up her wine glass again with her left hand and without a word pointed to her feet with her right. Phil didn't have to be told what that meant. He crawled over to her feet and immediately began to worship her toes. Enjoying his small tongue on her feet for about twenty minutes as she sipped her wine and watched him with a controlling eye, she knew this had to come to an end.

"Your Mistress has decided to hear your pleas for mercy for five minutes slave, to see if you can convince me to spare you and perhaps return you to your natural height. If you can prove to me that you have changed and are worthy, you will live." Leaning toward him, 'but if you can not convince me, then I will crush you under my foot like an insect and enjoy your demise."

Immediately, Phil went into his apologizing, begging, foot kissing, everything he could think of to spare his life and made every promise to her he could think of and more. The time quickly ran out and Julie just looked at him kneeling there now in silence when she said "Stop"

Waiting for her first words, which seemed like hours instead of only seconds, Julie finally spoke. "Now you know how it feels to wait for something that never comes, much like you did to me. I never had any intention of letting you live little man. Even though I could kill you with just a thought, I hate you so much that is only fitting that you die squashed under my foot like the insignificant insect you are to me. My revenge on you will be with great prejudice and I am only sorry that I can't inflict even more pain during the final seconds of your miserable life. Maybe just knowing a woman who you have had such contempt for is the object of your death, will make you suffer that much more."

Dramatically Julie stands and places her hands on her hips and enjoys the feeling of towering over his helpless form. Unable to think, Phil tried to run from her, but he was quickly knocked down with her right foot and rolled onto his back. Slowly and without saying a word, Julie applies pressure to her foot and feels him struggle against the bottom of her sensitive sole. His tiny head wiggled as it may between her second and third toes just in time to catch a final glimpse of the Giantess who is killing him. A look of intense pleasure on her beautiful face is his last vision before his body explodes from the titanic pressure of Julie's soft bare foot. An incredible orgasm is felt as Phil's body under her pops like a ripe tomato.

After a few deep breaths, Julie removes her foot to see the spot on the floor that is all that remains of Phil. She then playfully dips her toes in him and wiggles them. Wiping his remains on the rug with the sweep of her foot, she spills some of the wine over his unrecognizable body She put on her boots and coat, then leaves Phil's apartment. Thinking to herself, there are millions of men I can use and control as I wish and anything I want is mine for the thought. When Helisea come for me I will feel right at home on her planet.