Mack’s growth ray had achieved success- although it was something that couldn’t really be discussed in polite company. Mack was a Brobdingnag who, like most others of his race, had little exposure to Lilliputians.  He’d gone to college and was a brilliant student- getting into a PhD program in Biophysics at age 23. He was engaged to a girl named Aimee- his High School sweetheart. But she objected to the around the clock work he had to do as part of his PhD program. She pressured him to give it up. He didn’t want to. It was a typical story.  He found himself frequently complaining to two friends, one from Nigeria and one from South Korea. Both had serious girlfriends, and both were going through a similar thing to him. He’d bitterly muttered that women all of the world were the same- and one of them quipped “brobi women, at least”. That had given Mack an idea. That idea had made him wealthy and minorly famous but regularly got him branded as a “misogynist” or “backwards”.

The idea was simple. He would buy a batch of kidnapped Lilliputian women. This was a deep fear of all Lilliputians- knowing that there was some degree of adverse selection (only an abusive Brobi would seek out Lilli slaves- very few ‘normal’ ones even wanted to have them as a well-treated pet). While they were entirely in his mercy, he’d observe them. He’d take notes and photos on them. He’d pick one for himself and resell the rest. But here was the catch- he’d invented a growth ray. It only worked on Lilliputians, growing them to Brobi size, due to energy requirements. The Lilli woman would have come to fear and respect her owner during the time that he was a giant to her, and with no connections, no official documents, no economic independence in the Brobdingnag world, she would inevitably be a very submissive partner. Of course, this model could be replicated for his customers. He would keep his chosen “bride” tiny for a while, and if he chose, he could get a disposable growth ray and a life-sized partner. Some decided to keep their tiny women hostage, and some abused them so much they were killed, but many chose the growth ray option because they wanted an attractive partner for social signaling, and of course, sex (keep in mind Brobdingnag’s stood 4.5 miles to a Lilli). Mack himself was one of the first to partake in this idea; his wife Courtney had been born a Lilliputian. He’d dumped Aimee for her, and didn’t have a damn regret, thank you very much. A lot of people (mostly jealous women, he thought) saw this arrangement as horribly abusive. But as Mack’s car sped up his magnolia lined driveway to the renovated Southern Mansion where he now lived; he thought that was ridiculous. Courtney was living better than most Brobi women, and undoubtedly had a better life than what she would’ve as a Lilli slave.

 When he entered his home he smelled his favorite food cooking. He walked over to the kitchen and saw Courtney, clad in a blue button-up dress. Her thick chestnut hair hung loosely just below her shoulders. She gave him a strained smile. She’d been depressed since she received word that due to her changing size but steady genetics- it would be unlikely she would be able to ever have kids. Mack was a little disappointed, but he really didn’t care about his girlfriend’s sadness. He set down his briefcase, and pulled a small bag from it. It was a bag that was about the size of a bag that would’ve gone in an eye-glass container, which would hold the cleaning rag. He smirked over at her. Courtney’s dark brown eyes grew wide with fear; she knew what it meant. Slowly, and as sultry as she could muster in these dark circumstances, she began to undo the buttons of her dress. She unclasped her bra and her heavy tits flopped out. Like a wild animal hunting prey, Mack nimbly advanced over to her and pinned her to the kitchen table. He slid off her panties and took her right there. This was the part he was not advertised; it was a new feature if you will. With connections his suppliers, he’d gotten them to try and kidnap who families. He obviously had a moral objection to using minors for sex, but they could easily be used as leverage. Your girlfriend’s not in the mood? She better be, you’ve got her microbe sized family in the palm of your hand. To make matters worse, he had her nabbed her sister, who was pregnant.

Courtney barely held herself together through dinner. It was just a typical day and there was no end in sight. She was cooped up in the house all day. She was a non-person as far as the Brobdingnag government was concerned; she had no drivers’ license, no debit card, no rights. She spent all day doing housewife chores only to have her boyfriend to come home and violently fuck her. They couldn’t even marry because she was a non-person. She then had to get up and finish dinner. During dinner her sister (named Madi) would be let out of her prison (the little plastic bag) and Courtney could spend a few minutes with her; feeding her crumbs, only to be put back, held perpetual ransom. When he took her away; she would crash again. When Mack finished dinner and went to their bedroom to watch some TV, leaving her with the dishes, she buried her head in her hands and began to sob.

………..

Aimee slipped into a comfortable pair of gym shorts and an old Tshirt for the trip after she zipped up her bags. Although she had put this together- Aimee wasn’t really sure what to expect. The late- 20s girl was a woman scorned. She was furious that Mack had left her for a “Ready Made” bride, taken from the multitude of Lilliputian spec people that lived on reservations throughout America. She had some vague idea about the growth ray, but she wanted specifics. She hired a private investigator who managed to get some footage of his new woman. She was of course very attractive- but Aimee was surprised to see she had thick dark hair and dark eyes. She wore extremely feminine clothes. Aimee herself was blonde and more of an alpha-female type. They’d both come from the same small Mississippi town and had largely been drawn to each other because they were of similar intelligence and because she was two years older than him she’d already graduated from a PhD in Computer Science program. Her father had left the family at a young age and she hence feared abandonment. She wanted to wear the pants, and Mack’s actions were a nightmare come-true for her. The fact that bitch was the mirror opposite of her made it sting even more. She thought that Mack hadn’t really loved her but regarded her as the least bad option in a very small hick town.

From there she’d embarked on this ambitious project. Using her extensive knowledge of Computer Systems, she managed to use metadata of the dialect Lilliputians used online and matched it with how Mack’s new girlfriend spoke, and she believed she had identified the area where that bitch had come from.  And as she sped through the wild and open west, she Hell hath no fury look a woman scored.

………

Through tears, Courtney finished the dishes. When she’d put the last dish away, she turned and looked out the tall kitchen windows towards the outside. She looked at the beautiful dusk behind the magnolia trees and across the gently sloping fields and decided to go for a walk to clear her head. As she walked on the worn trails, she thought about how this had been a plantation hundreds of years ago, and its mansion a historical site and landmark of the town. This was the town where Mack was from, and he’d wanted to buy it to impress his peers. But she was not. She took it he did not want them to know that he still effectively had a slave in this mansion. It was almost nautical twilight now, and she checked her watch (she had no phone). It was getting very late and she’d wandered a ways. Mack demanded she join him in bed by 8:30, even if they just sat there watching TV for an hour or so. She walked briskly to try to make it back in time, relishing the final minutes of the fresh air on her skin. As she rounded the bend to see the lights of the mansion, she face first into the ground. “Ow…Ow”. She blinked and realized a searing pain in her ankle. She tried to stand, only because the clock was ticking to get back or else Mack would be very angry. She stood up but then fell again. It hurt to put weight on it, and her face stung very strongly. But she had to limp off back to the home, fearful for her sister.

She entered the bedroom at about 8:35. 5 minutes “late”. Mack was sitting on the bedroom, and ignored her as she entered. Maybe he hadn’t noticed, she hoped. As she hurriedly tried to change her clothes, she looked at the top of the dresser and saw Mack’s glasses container on the counter (that’s where her sister was kept in her cloth bag, overnight). But she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Mack was getting up from the bed. Was he going to try and fuck her again? She soon learned what he was planning to do. He slapped her hard and she fell to the ground, stunned. In the haze, she saw him reach onto the dresser. But she was greeted with his dick in her face. “Open” he commanded her, and she was commanded to give him a blowjob, no questions asked. It was for her sister and unborn niece. Always for them. But when he demanded to finish on her face, she was tempted to lash out. Perhaps he sensed this and allowed her to clean up before bed at least. When she returned to bed, she saw that Mack was grinning. She said nothing, sulking, trying to ignore it. He nudged her, although gently this time. “Hey. I know you like think you’re a better person than me. But you just swallowed about a dozen women. I emptied a bag of them on my dick”. Her heart sank, but she refused to give him any satisfaction; ignoring it. He looked away for a second and then looked back at her “that could’ve been you. How many of those women would want to trade places with you?”. It was Courtney’s turn to be horny now.

…….

Emily blinked a few times as the spring light streamed through the window before looking over at her alarm clock. Fuck! She had overslept. It was her senior year of college and she was a few weeks away from her graduation. She was looking forward to it but had very hardcore senioritis. She had a job lined up, one that she thought she would be proud of. She was going to be an Mechanical Engineer for a weapon’s maker, under a huge contract by the Lilliputian government against the Brobis. She had no idea if it would work, but the effort was sorely needed. She was also eager to get out of this apartment of mostly students. The brobi trade of Lillis was often a sex trade, and in demand were college-age girls. Lillis were much too small to handle individually, so often buildings had to be picked up with tweesers. Her older sister, Courtney, although at a different college in a different city, had been kidnapped this way. Later, her eldest sister, Madi, had been working at a midtown skyscraper had been taken in the same way. She missed them dearly but had given up hope. Since she didn’t have a class for another few hours after the morning one, she’d skipped, she decided to enjoy the spring day and go for a run.

Emily wore her sports bra and gym shorts and was either irritated or happy if a guy checked her out as her tits bounced along with her jogging rhythm. Her parents were very protective, and she looked forward to having a freer dating life once she left. She’d decided to go to College in her hometown, unlike her sisters, because she was the youngest and most homebodied of the 3. She had her headphones were in, and soon she felt someone else’s tread, not on her own. She could then hear it over her own music. *BOOM*. *BOOM*. But she didn’t see anything as the sun was high in the sky and casting short shadows. It also came from behind her. But when she’d almost lost her step from the tremors, she really took notice. She turned around. “Oh my God” she gasped. This could not be happening. In the distance, perhaps around 15 miles, she saw a blonde woman clad in a gray Tshirt that clung tightly to her chest and booty shorts. This woman was a giantess brobi at 4.5 miles tall. She was scanning the ground. Emily furiously looked around, as if for a place to hide. But there was nowhere to hide. If she was trying to kidnap some Lillis, buildings were more dangerous. She grew closer. When just on the outskirts of the city, she slowly undressed. Her flawless body dominated them all. Emily couldn’t help but be a little jealous….the giantess’ cunt and dark landing strip, her modest but well-shaped tits and flat stomach The giantess whipped out her phone and spoke. “Take a good look, Mack. These people are beneath us. Courtney is beneath you”. Courtney? Could it be? But Emily didn’t have long to dwell on it. The giantess sat down her ass crushing the far side of the city instantly and knocked Emily to the ground. The city was on somewhat of a plateau, which had given the giantess an idea. Phone still in hand, the giantess began to hump the plateau, trying to use a skyscraper (about 2 inches to her) as a dildo, although it broke off pretty easily. With each gyration, they city shook more. It was soon evident what the giantess was consciously trying to do. With each gyration, she scooted slightly forward. This meant that her pussy would continually crush new portions of the city. Her legs also moved rhythmically, closing in on the city. Emily couldn’t help but admire the sheer feminine power. As she saw the cunt of the giantess directly above her she felt her own get wet. But soon she was crushed into a red splotch, one of millions.

…..

Aimee grinned as she finished the job. It felt good. She hadn’t been fucked since Mack left her and was somewhat horny. This also served a practical point. With that bitch’s family gone, he’d have much less leverage over her. She’d probably get up and leave him, and with their combined ruthlessness, Aimee and Mack could join together and become the power couple they were meant to be. She sent the video to him immediately.

……

While on lunch at his office in the back of his warehouse/lab, Mack got a text message from his ex-fiancée. It had a video. Wut. He quickly pressed play. At first it was an aerial shot of a city. But just on the edge of the frame there were a woman’s pale white feet. He recognized those cute things- they were Aimee’s. He also recognized the city. It was where Courtney had been taken from as well as where her younger sister and parents lived. She spoke- to him. That these people were beneath him. He licked his lips. The camera lowered. Then turned. It was Aimee and she was naked, sitting on a portion of the city. Her bubble butt had surely crushed hundreds of thousands in the most humiliating way. He hurriedly shut his office blinds and locked the door. He kept watching. She humped the city and tried to use a skyscraper as a dildo, but it snapped. She was crushing more and more of it under her pussy. He couldn’t control himself and undid his pants and began to jerk. But he paused. He had an idea. With his freehand he grabbed the bag containing Madi. He then grabbed a specialty camera used to film things in great detail on Lilliputian scale (of obvious use in his company) and leaned it against his desktop. It filmed a terrified pregnant but very beautiful dark-haired woman looking up with fear towards the horizon. In the distance, it showed a massive phone leaned up against the desktop. But most importantly, there was the head of a giant dick masturbating to it. And when he was near finishing, the poor pregnant woman sensed what was to come. She tried to run. But it was futile. She was about a 1/3 of a mm tall. The last thing the video showed was the tear-soaked woman disappear and drown in Mack’s semen. He sent the video to Aimee. He promptly got a call from her. Her voice was low and husky. “I’m in town today visiting my mom. Do you want to meet up?”. Mack grinned.

Aimee admired the mansion where her ex-boyfriend now lived. This had been a landmark in the town where they both grew-up and she admired him for making it his. She stopped and idled her car in front, waiting for when Mack got back. She saw a movement in the window. And the door open. The beautiful dark haired woman from the private investigator photos strolled out towards her. Aimee felt a mix of rage and smug satisfaction. Obviously she was jealous of this woman but Aimee also just crushed 3 members of her immediate family, and probably most of her friends and acquittances under her vagina………so even? But the girl didn't know this. Yet. Aimee would love to be the one to break it to her. To show her the footage. All in good time....The girl asked her if she needed something. “Oh, I’m a friend of Mack. I’m just waiting for him to get back”. Courtney shrugged it off. She was so beyond caring anything that he did outside of harming her sister. But she was puzzled and alarmed by the slight smirk that appeared on the woman’s face.