Celebrity Crush is a farce, which means not everything in the story is supposed to make sense. The whole point of the story is that it yes, obviously, humans and giantesses aren't "seperate-but-equal" in any real sense. One of them has all the power here. The joke is that in spite of obvious evidence to the contrary, both little people and giantesses seem to genuinely believe everyone is on a level playing field. Even small, powerless people support the rights of Giantesses to trample them, because they either tell themselves that the giantesses deserve it, or believe they may themselves one day become or date a giantess.

This is meant to be a metaphor for the way America's poor often deny the existence of class inequality. Many people blame the poor and disenfranchised for their failures, calling them lazy, stupid and immoral. At the same time they7 praise the wealthy for their hard work, calling them job creators. While there is some truth to this narrative, it grossly oversimplifies reality, and ties into something called the "Just-world fallacy" the belief that people get what they deserve. As the just-world fallacy goes, the poor are poor because they're bad, the rich are rich because they're good. Because America is a classless meritocracy, right?

In fact, there's a huge amount of evidence that runs contrary to this conservative narrative. A wealth of data shows that the best predictor for a person's income--rather than some nebulous concept like persistence, integrity, hard-work or intelligence (although those are also important) is the income of their parents. And the data also shows that it's becoming more and more like that, and that the gap between the haves and have-nots is growing rapidly.

In other words, the rich are getting richer, the poor are getting poorer, and it's extremely difficult for the poor to become rich, regardless of how smart you are or how hard you work. As corporate profits and the incomes of the richest 0.01% Americans rise dramatically, the wages of the middle class have stagnated for decades, and the wages of the poor have been actively decreasing. This is due to a number of factors, like outsourcing, automization, the erosion of unions and good-paying working class jobs, rising education costs, rising unemployment rates, and an increasing expectation that people have college education to be eligable for jobs that once had no education requirements. But the rich get richer, in ways that often hurt the poor and middle-class, and hardly anyone wants to acknowledge the problem, let alone try to fix it.

The giantesses are meant as a symbol for the ultra-rich: the billionaires and CEO's and wealthy celebrities of the world. Most of them come from utterly privaledged backgrounds inherited great wealth, and yet common people believe that one day, with hard work, they too will become or marry a giantess. The giantesses are largely a self-serving, sometimes destructive lot, and yet people believe they're deserving of special privalages, and oppose any laws that might constrain them. 

Celebrity Crush was intended to be a satire addressing this and other issues. Did I do a good job communicating this message? Perhaps not. If there's one thing that writing this series has taught me, it's that writing good satire is really, really hard. Was it a good idea to try to introduce sociopolitical satire into an erotic fetish fiction story in the first place? Well, I think there's defintely some potential there, although there may have been a bit of hubris involved in thinking I could pull it off. Anyway, I hope this at least clarifies what I was going for. I'm going to publish another chapter soon, which was originally intended as the first chapter of the series, and provides some exposition for the world. Hopefully that will help to clarify the series' themes.