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solveig 2/26/2012 8:35:07 AM Rating: 0

Really hot! I would love a non-cloud version though.
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ScottD 2/26/2012 7:57:20 AM Rating: 0

Natalie Portman is hot, but too skinny! Someone needs to get her a sandwich. Or perhaps, a manwich?
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ScottD 2/26/2012 7:51:18 AM Rating: 0

Beautiful! The lighting really sets an intimate mood.
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baliatrix 2/26/2012 7:48:21 AM Rating: 0

Transl.kanji

"Younger sister > Older brother"
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GTSWriter 2/26/2012 5:39:04 AM Rating: 0

@MarkM: Typically I write sexual stories about giantesses. It's more my style. I'm just not into vore, crush, trample, etc. I don't mind writing the occasional story where she somewhat is mean and dictatorial, but for the most part, I just want them to be sexual playgrounds for the little people. Isn't that why we're all here, typically? =)

@Reddrop7: thanks, I really do appreciate feedback on all my stories, whether it be good or bad. It helps me become a better writer.
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Captainbobey 2/25/2012 6:36:49 PM Rating: 0

Just been looking into, I'm relatively sure shes a model called Bianca Beauchamp if you wanna look her up
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ggnomo 2/25/2012 2:29:07 PM Rating: 0

where you get this image
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reddrop7 2/25/2012 12:55:54 PM Rating: 0

Great story thanks :)
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mayukaka 2/25/2012 12:34:53 PM Rating: 0

Image is by Oluha from Pixiv. The original URL doesn't seem to be working, though. Should still be safe to remove from the Unknown Artists pool.
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mayukaka 2/25/2012 12:02:56 PM Rating: 0

I believe the artist of this is Nog. If this is correct, please remove this from the Unknown Artist pool. Thank you!
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Iwanttobeeaten 2/25/2012 1:43:32 AM Rating: 0

In my opinion, this is one of the sexiest vore images ever.
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LLAMARULER 2/25/2012 1:35:49 AM Rating: 0

I want to be her
Right
Now
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Narmo 2/24/2012 11:38:33 PM Rating: 0

one of my favorite scenarios
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GTSWriter 2/24/2012 3:00:33 PM Rating: 0

“Oh yes,” Eelia responded, “we would love to live in your home. You are very gracious.” She made her point clear when she reached further down, entering Veronica with her fist balled up and pushing deep into the large vagina. Veronica slipped lower into the water and opened her thighs to let the sprites play on her body.

They made her cum several times before Veronica collected the little imps and stood up out of the water. They both sulked, wanting to return to the water’s warmth, but Veronica had other plans. She dripped with lust for the two sprites now, and decided to take charge. Not bothering to towel off, she carried them into her bedroom and lay on the massive surface. The little lover girls each took off for her breasts, suckling the big purple knobs. Veronica cupped her size D globes and hefted them so Ravia and Eelia could better service her. They pumped their little wet heads up and down, suckling until somehow Veronica produced tiny jets of warm milk.

Once the two girls had their fill of nourishment, they quickly turned and dove for Veronica’s shaven pussy. She lifted her large legs to give her lovers better access. She held her legs over her chest using her hands behind her two knees. This allowed the little women to crouch in and lick out her opening pussy and exposed asshole. The resulting sensation kept Veronica flowing freely with a stream of thick juice. It ran over her taint and covered her asshole quickly. Eelia lapped at her rosebud like sucking off the sap of a pine tree she had been used to. Meanwhile, Ravia attacked her clitoris again, pushing it entirely inside her mouth. Veronica let out a long scream of ecstasy and came wildly before her lovers.

The girls climbed onto their giantess lover’s stomach once more and formed a 69. Veronica petted Eelia, who knelt on top of Ravia, and probed her wanton asshole with her larger index finger. Ravia stopped licking out Eelia and presented Veronica with Eelia’s pussy. Veronica pushed her digit inside the sprite, who pushed back with a sexy fire and fucked Veronica’s finger. Ravia licked the cream now smeared on her finger with each exit, and helped push that large tapered finger back into her sprite partner. Eelia came violently against Veronica’s intrusion and coated Ravia’s face with fresh juice.

Ravia crawled out from underneath Eelia and wanted to be finger-fucked as well. Veronica produced both her index fingers, and quickly the sprites mounted her hands. Veronica watched as the girls piston-pumped her fingers until they became exhausted. They decided they were all tired, so Veronica let the little couple settle down for a sleep in her warm, soft, plush ass crack while she slept on her stomach. The sprites kissed each cheek of their titan hostess and coupled into a sleepy embrace with each other. Veronica smiled and patted them lovingly while she settled into her own sleep. Now she understood why she loved her dolls so much. Because they loved her back better than any man could ever know how to do.
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GTSWriter 2/24/2012 3:00:19 PM Rating: 0

“Why are you nude? I thought you two were dolls, and when I bought you from that doll shop, you were both wearing pretty dresses.” Veronica barely kept her mind sane now, talking to the little women.

“We never did like those dresses. Sprites enjoy nudity. We’re more comfortable that way. You’re beautiful too, miss, you should be nude more often as well. You would make a wonderful sprite!” Both sprites nodded to each other, agreeing on that last statement. Veronica blushed and took her hands away from her breasts, which showed off large pert erect nipples. The sprites licked their tiny lips when they saw them exposed.

Veronica drew a bath instead of her original shower, and at the sight of warm water gushing into the tub basin, both sprites squealed with wonder at her ability to produce water with the turn of that peculiar silver knob on the wall. Instead of wanting to leave the bathroom, the two tiny women were now more interested in Veronica’s bath water.

“May we join you?” they asked in unison. Veronica smiled and gently gathered both women in her arms. Standing up, she carefully stepped over the edge of the tub and sat down in the warm water. The smaller women held onto her breasts and lovingly lay on her shoulders. Veronica leaned back in the steamy pool and relaxed her grip on the women. They immediately slipped into the water and splashed around. While Veronica rubbed her smooth skin with the bar of soap, the other two swam around by her submerged ass and pussy.

The giant Veronica began to feel sexy the longer she stayed in the water with the sprites, and asked them why she felt so good so suddenly.

“Sprites become sexually ready when immersed in water. We thought everyone knew that. Our aura must be casting a spell on you, just like you cast your spell to create the water in the first place.”

“What are your names?” Veronica asked them, now covered in white foamy suds.

“I’m Eelia Birchbark,” the brown-haired sprite said first, then waited for the black-haired sprite to surface. “And this is my love, Ravia Elmwood. We were playing in a pond much like your magic pool when that old man netted us and put us in his shop. I guess that’s how we came to be in your service.” Ravia waved when Eelia introduced her. Veronica waved back at the two tiny women floating by her hips.

“You two are so beautiful. I couldn’t take my eyes off of you once I saw you in his shop. I’m sorry I took you far away from your home.” Veronica still felt the effects of their auras, and played with her pussy under the warm water and cover of soapy suds. She began imagining the two of them squirming up her pussy until she would cum all over their tiny frames. Looking down, the two sprites must have had the same erotic thoughts, because they caressed her thighs and hips while treading water in the bathtub. Ravia crawled onto the top of Veronica’s right thigh and rubbed her miniscule pussy across the giantess’ smooth hip. She let out a pretty moan, all the while playing with her sprite-sized breasts.

“Well, my name is Veronica, and I do apologize so much for taking you away from your homeland. I hope you will find yourselves happy living here with me.” Veronica splashed water down over her ample chest, and Ravia used it as a waterfall to rinse her silky black hair. Eelia crawled on Veronica’s body as well, reaching over to rub the big woman’s large clitoris. She let out a long moan as Eelia caressed her and licked the sensitive nub of skin.
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GTSWriter 2/24/2012 3:00:06 PM Rating: 0

began imagining the two dolls coming to life and making love to each other, stripping off those expensive little dresses they wore. The very fantasy started to make the towering woman’s pussy swell with sensual lust and creamy juice. Her hand went down to play with her clitoris until it sprang out from its fleshy hood. Her pussy was now only inches above the two gorgeous dolls, so Veronica continued to play with her body until she came. Pussy juice ran down her voluptuous inner thighs as she came back to reality, licking her own fingers and moaning her satisfaction in the taste of sweet pussy.

She left the guest room and entered the upstairs bathroom where the water sprayed out a steamy stream when Veronica started her shower. The mirror soon fogged up while she examined her own beauty in the mirror. She heard a small crash in the guest room and quickly turned her head in that direction. Veronica shut off the water once more and crept out of the bathroom to investigate the noise.

Upon reaching the guest room, she saw that her two newest dolls were no longer on the table she set them on earlier, and the glass containers that sealed them to their wood bases had been flipped over and broken on the hardwood floor below. Veronica stepped back out of fear of stepping on glass and looked around. Scared, but determined to know what happened, Veronica scanned the room for possible signs of unlawful entry by an intruder. The window to the room remained closed and unbroken. Confused, Veronica looked about the room. Perhaps a wild animal crept in without her notice and caused the ruckus. No signs of that theory either. What was worse, to her, was the fact that her two dolls were now missing. Veronica picked up a wooden baseball bat she kept in the extra closet and headed back out to search her house.

She felt a little embarrassed to walk around her own home, wearing nothing at all, but carrying her softball bat, tense to the thought of fending off an attacker. With adrenaline running through her veins faster than a bullet train, the black-haired beauty kept going. After some time, she felt convinced that she was truly alone in the house. She set the bat down against her living room couch and headed back upstairs.

Veronica looked around for the missing dolls one last time, then headed back to the bathroom. She was just about to close the door behind her when she heard tiny voices coming from below her hips.

“Don’t close the door! Please don’t keep us trapped inside here. We want to be free!” Veronica looked down and saw an unbelievable dream before her. Her new dolls, somehow come to life, were doing whatever they could to keep the bathroom door open. The darker-haired living doll had her hands on the outside of the door, trying to push it back open. The fairer-haired doll kept reaching for the door knob, even though it was well out of her tiny reach. Veronica, by contrast, towered over both of them when she looked down. She figured that both little women stood no taller than her own mid-thigh.

“Who are you, and why are you both naked?” Veronica found herself talking to the dolls. It just didn’t register in her brain as reality, but here she stood, talking to the tiny women who were merely dolls in glass cases only twenty minutes earlier.

The brown-haired woman spoke first. “We are sprites,” she said back simply, using a lovely high-pitched tone. “We live in the Teutoburg Forest. Where are we?” she asked back at her tall captor.

“You are in my house, just outside of Indianapolis, Indiana. You’re both in the United States. America. How can this be real? Sprites don’t exist!”

Now it was the darker-haired sprite’s turn to speak. “We most certainly do too! We have existed far longer than you humans have.”
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GTSWriter 2/24/2012 2:59:48 PM Rating: 0

The Doll House

Veronica loved dolls. Ever since she was a little girl, she collected them and adored every aspect of those little women in the fancy dresses. Even into adulthood, Veronica never stopped her obsession. Her collection grew into the vast hundreds, filling rooms of her home with rows and rows of dolls in and out of their original packaging.

Because of this, she never could keep a man around for long. Most men hated the thought of all those little glass eyes peering back at them during dates at her house. “It’s too damn creepy, Veronica,” they’d say. Veronica would show them the door before she gave up her hobby. Men only seemed to want her for her beautiful body, her sexy voice, and perhaps even her point of view. None of them really appreciated her as a person. Her dolls, by contrast, never wanted anything more from her but her love. They never judged her or belittled her. Veronica was fine to live with her little army of dolls.

One day, strolling through a little hamlet in Germany, she came upon a little shop selling the most exquisite collection of beautiful dolls she had ever laid eyes on. Taking an immediate left turn into Hansen’s Doll Shoppe, she opened the door to hear a little bell announce her presence. Veronica spent nearly two hours in the shop, examining each one very carefully.

The dolls looked so real to her. The craftsmanship, the attention to every detail, the very personality given to each little woman took her breath away. She stopped at two in a glass case that were of equal beauty. One had curly black hair while the other sported cascades of twirling reddish-brown locks. They looked as though they could each be glamour models, had they been real women.

“Excuse me, sir,” she said, turning her head to the little old man behind the counter, “I’d like to see these two if I may. Can you take them out of the cabinet for me?” The little man with white hair and thick mustache smiled brightly and took his key off the back wall. Carefully he collected the two masterpieces in his aged hands and held them up for Veronica’s inspection. She marveled at works, but couldn’t decide which one to buy.

“If I may,” he suggested in thick German accent, “these two are a set. It would break my aging German heart to see them separated. I will give you a deal on the pair, because I can see you’re a woman of taste, and you appreciate my art.” Veronica beamed with excitement and even gave the little German a peck on his cheek.

He rang them up, swiped her Visa card and sent her on her way. She walked back to her hotel room with the wrapped boxes held tightly in her left arm’s constricted hug.

When Veronica landed back in the United States, she took a cab home and entered her house very tired. Not bothering to unpack her suitcase, she took her German souvenirs up to her guest room where her collection remained on display and opened the two brown boxes. Carefully inspecting each doll for any damage during flight, she was pleased to see that each one remained intact and unhurt. Veronica set them on the table in the room and stepped back to marvel at them again. She faced them to look at each other, almost as if the two where old friends, or even perhaps lovers, reuniting for the first time in a frozen scene of a play.

Now jet lag was taking over her eyelids, and she felt grimy to say the least. The shower was calling her name from the airport, so Veronica took off her clothes in the guest room until she became completely bare. She undid the tie that kept her thick black hair in place and let it fall past her shoulders. Veronica smoothed her hands over her skin and massaged her body while looking thoughtfully at her new dolls. Her gorgeous body towered over the two little angelic dolls.
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CrushedByKatelyn 2/24/2012 2:26:15 PM Rating: 0

..those are some incredibly nice soles!
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Sadgringown 2/24/2012 1:33:46 PM Rating: 0

The perspective is very well done on this one. Good job!
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reddrop7 2/24/2012 12:38:26 PM Rating: 0

nice setting,
love how she is teasing him a lovely view .
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lilipucien 2/24/2012 7:21:16 AM Rating: 0

indeed Syndrea ;)

thx for the comments !
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Jake 2/23/2012 7:20:53 PM Rating: 0

this....was......awesome......
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Jake 2/23/2012 7:19:54 PM Rating: 0

good lord, the perfect spot!
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giantesswatcher 2/23/2012 7:17:53 PM Rating: 0

those are some nice soles
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reddrop7 2/23/2012 6:40:01 PM Rating: 4

well done!
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TinyMan 2/23/2012 5:35:01 PM Rating: 0

wowWOW
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4thdimension 2/23/2012 4:29:40 PM Rating: 0

This is weird (and great of course), genre, place of insertion and entrapment and specially the shrinking size and the shrunken gender is great. weirdest thing is this was my dream since i was only a child and had no idea of sexuality ^_^ so I think the artist is some kind of therapist too :D
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4thdimension 2/23/2012 4:06:59 PM Rating: 0

THIS IS ART! High for the artist!
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Syndrea 2/23/2012 3:33:35 PM Rating: 0

ah I see you put it up here^^. thanks again for this amazing collage.
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GTSWriter 2/23/2012 3:31:15 PM Rating: 0

I’m fine,” she choked, searching for the bottle she dropped during her fall. “I think I accidentally drank the whole thing, Tom.”

“Oh shit, you didn’t!” he said, frantically.

“I did, why?” Kimmy wanted to know, now nervous from his reaction.

“Kimmy, I’ve seen this stuff in action. If you downed the whole bottle, I’d suggest getting out of your clothes quickly before you ruin them.”

“Oh now that sounds like a line, I should have known better. You just wanted to have sex with me!” she bit back accusingly.

“No, I’m serious, you’re going to grow. A LOT!” he said, his voice dripping with seriousness. That’s when it started to happen. Kimmy felt woozy, sitting down before she fell over. Her skin seemed to want to stretch, and before she knew it, her body pressed against the seams of her clothing. Tearing noises could be heard in the firehouse garage. Before either of them knew it, she tore out of her blouse like the Hulk turning green and growing at a rapid pace.

Kimmy scrambled out of her skirt, but by now her body was extending the limits of her underwear. Her feet busted out of her heels, and within minutes she had grown large enough to feel both the side of the fire engine and the garage wall at the same time. Tom stepped back to stay out of her way. There was no telling how large she would become.

The confines of the garage started to disappear, and soon Kimmy was using her growing body to push the heavy red truck aside to make room for her expanding body. The tires of the massive rig screeched across the pavement, until it hit the second rig in the garage. Tom winced, thinking of the damage she was creating, and it didn’t stop. Kimmy was now completely naked and growing, expanding her body’s beauty by leaps and bounds.

When it was over, Kimmy had become well over thirty feet long, curled up inside the garage. She cried at her new form, pushed against the back of the garage as well as the aluminum door. Tom stood there, amazed at what he accidentally created.

Another thing happened to Kimmy too. Her libido raced out of control too. Her pussy became sopping wet and ripe with lust. Her nipples hardened too, pushing out into the night air of the garage. Tom could smell her now, and it grew his cock in his pants. Kimmy couldn’t help herself just then, reaching down and playing with her large lips. The scent of her sex sent Tom over the edge. He felt for her in the dark and came upon her big round cheeks, growing cold against the unforgiving concrete beneath her.

His hands searched across her rump until he found pay dirt, the inner crack of her ass and the beginnings of her pussy lips. Kimmy let out a low purr at his touch, reaching behind her and pushing little Tom against her form. Tom kissed her big cheek and let her hand push his erection against her other cheek.

“Oh fuck me, Tom, please,” she moaned out, echoing off the garage walls and the damaged trucks. Tom undressed and pushed his little penis into her soft accepting lips. He fucked her the best he could muster. Holding onto her big hip, he pushed himself into her with the help of Kimmy’s hand behind him butt. Kimmy adjusted her stance to kneel now, with her back arched, her ass flared out to greet him, and her other hand holding her tits above the smooth concrete floor. She was fully in heat, forcing Tom to fuck her from behind. He bounced off her full ass cheeks, loving the in and out he was delivering to her wanton sex.

Tom came in minutes, flooding her labia with cum, but hardly anything shot inside her canal. Kimmy needed more! She grabbed a hose off the back of the fire truck and shoved the nozzle deep inside her. It felt good to be so rammed deep now. She groaned and mewled her pleasure while Tom watched.

Taking an orange safety cone from the same truck, she shoved the narrow end into her pussy first, letting the rubber cone widen her pussy out even more. She screamed her pleasure and laid her enormous legs on the truck and against the wall of the garage. Her pussy created a large puddle of cream on the smooth floor, making it slippery should Tom investigate her more closely.

Cumming violently now, Kimmy kicked against the truck, further damaging the expensive vehicle. When it was all over, she turned the big rig on its side, totaling the red beast. Tom lay in a heap of firefighter coats while Kimmy breathed hard and came down from her excitement.

Dawn arrived after they napped, and Tom lifted the garage door to let her out. Kimmy lay on her left side and slid out until only her shapely legs still remained in the garage. The other firefighters arrived, stunned at what they saw. They expected to wash the fire trucks, but instead were greeted by a huge brunette woman smiling back at them.

“What the hell is this?!” the fire chief demanded. Tom came out wearing only a buttoned up fire coat and rubber boots. “Tom!” he shouted, “You owe the department two fire trucks! How in the hell do you expect to pay for those?” Tom came up with a quick idea.

“Simple,” he said, “We use Kimmy as a fire truck. She can run to a fire much faster than any fire truck, and with her height, she can reach multiple floors faster than we can deploy a ladder. Chief, she’s perfect for the job, and less expensive on the department. I should have thought of this sooner!” he exclaimed.

The Chief looked at her, sizing her up. She meekly smiled back at him, knowing she just ruined two expensive trucks in her sexual frenzy last night.

“Well,” he finally conceded, “Kimmy, welcome to the Kentland Fire Department. Someone cover her up before the whole damn town comes racing down to see her. I don’t know how I’m going to explain this one to the mayor!”
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GTSWriter 2/23/2012 3:29:55 PM Rating: 0

Kentland FD

Kimmy wanted nothing more than to join the Kentland Fire Department ever since they saved her and her family when she was five years old. The brave men and women of the local fire department raced up to their burning two-story home and safely guided her family to an ambulance where they checked the family out for injuries. In the mean time, those same brave souls doused the high-climbing flames and saved their beloved home.

She dreamed of paying it forward to help out her community, saving some other bright-eyed girl the same danger she faced in her own youth. Try outs were being held one particular afternoon, and Kimmy stood next to a line of other young people looking for the same opportunity. However, with Kimmy’s short stature of merely 5’2”, she had a tougher time trying to convince the experienced fire crew that she had the moxie to put out fires and carry heavy equipment too.

When the trials were over, the fire chief came up to her as she collected her personal gear. He was escorted by a lieutenant, a strapping young man of perhaps twenty nine years of age. The chief held a clipboard and didn’t have a convincing look on his face.

“Kimberly Mason?” he asked.

“Call me Kimmy, sir,” she cut him off.

“Sorry, Kimmy, I’m afraid you didn’t make the cut. At your size, you had a tough time with the fire hose climbing those five flights of stairs, and even erecting the ladder from a horizontal position didn’t do you any favors either. We need stronger members of our department in order to better save lives. You’ve got a lot of spunk, and I would love to see that on our squad, but I’m sorry, we’re passing you over.” Kimmy’s heart broke in two upon hearing those words, and she sat down on her duffle bag, depressed. The chief moved on to other candidates, but the lieutenant stayed behind with her.
“I’m sorry Kimmy. You were my bet that you would have succeeded the most. You’re not only very dedicated, but extremely beautiful too, and could brighten this dreary firehouse with your charm and beauty.” He held his hand on hers, hoping to somehow cheer her up.

“I do wish I could somehow be bigger and stronger. This was my only wish in life, to be on the department and help others.
“Have you explored becoming an EMT at all?” he asked.
“No, I’m a firefighter by heart,” she countered. “I have to fight fires!” Kimmy broke into tears, and he patted her shoulder flooding with sympathy.

“Perhaps I have something that could help you out. Meet me at the firehouse at ten pm tonight. My little secret has helped others like you, and perhaps we can beat this together.”

Kimmy wiped her tears away and agreed to meet him. “I’m Tom, by the way,” he offered, holding out his hand. She took it, felt his strength, and answered. “I’m Kimmy.”

Later that night, Kimmy parked her Miata in the parking lot of the firehouse and waited for Tom to arrive. Within ten minutes, he pulled up and turned off the engine to his truck. He got out and motioned Kimmy over to him. She stepped out of her little roadster and went to him. Together, they stepped inside the garage of the firehouse and kept the lights off, so they wouldn’t be noticed.

“Kimmy, I have a potion given to me from an anonymous source. It’s helped me become stronger and taller, and that’s how I got on the squad. Seeing you so dejected today reminded me of myself back in the day. I think it’s time I pay it forward and offer the potion to you.” Kimmy looked up at him funny in the darkness.

“What is it, some kind of steroid? I’m not doing any drugs.”
“It’s not a drug, it’s a potion. It’s not addictive in any way, and you only take it once. Please, it’s probably your only hope of making the team.” Tom held out the little bottle in the dark. Kimmy felt for his hand and touched the little glass container. “Just take a sip, Kimmy.” Kimmy took the bottle from him and held it up to view it in the moonlight coming through the garage window. In the dim light, it seemed like no more than tap water.

Kimmy uncorked the little vial and tasted it first. No taste came to her tongue’s buds. She took a sip just as her foot rolled on another fireman’s boot. Slipping, Kimmy accidentally downed the entire bottle as she fell.

“Kimmy, are you alright?!” Tom yelled out in the darkness.
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reddrop7 2/23/2012 2:38:10 PM Rating: 0

must have lost or won the a game of pool :)
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reddrop7 2/23/2012 2:32:27 PM Rating: 0

this looks like a fun time :D
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reddrop7 2/23/2012 2:27:50 PM Rating: 0

wow 10 out of 10 all the way!
amazing face and body; and this thong half way down her legs, what a tease :)
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GTSWriter 2/23/2012 12:59:04 PM Rating: 0

The two cops then returned to their entwined love-making. Daria writhed against Stanwick’s sexy thigh, rubbing the tiny man’s head against the smooth skin of her boss. Stanwick gripped Daria’s plentiful ass cheeks in her hands roughly and pulled the officer up to meet her repeated tongue kisses. The two women rolled over until Daria lay underneath. Now, the little captive man had a view of another giant pussy dripping cream onto his forehead from above. He tasted her, drinking in her liquid sex.
Meanwhile, Stanwick suckled and licked Daria’s supple breasts in a feast of tit flesh. Stanwick reached down and felt for the perpetrator and Daria’s clitoris. She rubbed her fingers over both his soaked head, and the bulbous clit sticking out of the fleshy hood. This sensation sent Daria into her first of many orgasms. Being a squirter, Daria ejected the captive out of her pussy onto the mattress. He rolled down the incline of the depressed mattress to lie next to her massive ass. It was warm, but dangerous at the same time. If she wanted to, she could crush his frail body with ease.
Stanwick sat up and looked at Daria’s crotch, the big pussy stain on her mattress, and the tiny laying in the middle of her puddle. Instead of being upset at Daria’s expulsion, she bent down and lapped up the warm cream, licking his body in the process. He felt her tongue wash over him, pushing him deeper against Daria’s plush ass. Stanwick pushed up Daria’s strong legs and plugged her butt hole with her tongue.
The little incarcerated man watched the show above him now, seeing her big red tongue disappear into Daria’s brown wrinkled asshole. Daria squealed out, erupting another orgasm onto Stanwick’s pretty face. The police captain giggled and kept going, loving the combined taste of pussy cream and bare ass. Now in a frenzy, Stanwick licked her fellow cop’s crotch from the back of her ass all the way up to her clit, and back again. Like a hungry dog, she licked, lapped, and sucked what she could out of Officer Daria.
Stanwick then grabbed the little store thief and shoved him back into Daria’s pussy, letting loose tiny bubbles of churned vaginal cream with a squishy sound. Captain Stanwick next positioned herself to couple her pussy to Daria’s, using the tiny man as a double-ended dildo. They pussy fucked him to unconsciousness until both women let loose a mind-blowing orgasm together. He once more fell out of Daria’s saturated pussy and landed on the wet mattress between their heated crotches. There he lay as the two women came back to earth, panting out their exhaustion.
Daria’s superior fitted him between her cheeks, and then pushed her ass against Daria’s while they lay there. The idea was to keep his miniscule body warm while they recuperated from their lovemaking. When he awoke once more, he found himself smashed between four of the warmest, softest, smoothest ass cheeks ever.
Daria stood up first, redressed back into her sexy uniform, and re-deposited him in her butt cheeks. Stanwick watched her dress, loving her curves with her eyes. As Daria bent over to slip her boots back on her lovely feet, the police captain got up, knelt down behind the officer, and held her hips in her hands. Looking in, she saw the little man pressed securely between both cheeks, matted to the mesh material of the cop’s uniform.
“You be a good little boy for my fellow officer now,” she told him. “I don’t want to hear that you were unruly. It won’t help you in court, that’s for sure.” On that, she reached in and gave him a long lingering kiss all over his naked body, licking him through Daria’s see-through pants. Daria let out a long lustful moan, pushing her ass back into Stanwick’s face for more. Her captain reciprocated by kissing and licking her deep ass crack, smelling her pussy scent and planting more kisses on both rounded cheeks. Finally, she slapped her beat officer on the cheek and stood up.
Daria kissed Stanwick a sexy goodbye and headed back to the station. Her captured suspect was booked and processed, and then placed in the holding cell, which consisted of a metal lock box on her desk. The man was dropped in with five other culprits who leaned against the cold aluminum walls of the box. Each man had the dejected look of a hopeless prisoner awaiting trial. What a judicial system these women of the law created, keeping us all safe to walk the streets once again!
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GTSWriter 2/23/2012 12:57:56 PM Rating: 0

I hear you answered a call to Johnson’s Convenience Store down on 11th Avenue. What went down?” she asked.
“No big deal,” Daria answered professionally, “The perp smashed the front window, tried to make off with $314 from the store safe, but couldn’t because I was only three blocks away when it happened. He reached for his pocket, and that’s when I pulled my shrink taser and zapped him down. He never put up much of a fight, and now I’ve got him contained for booking. Cased closed, really.”
“Really,” her boss repeated, mockingly. “Where is he now, Officer Daria?” She asked her question while raising an eyebrow at her.
“Contained,” Daria repeated.
“Some reported to me that you’re using excessive force on him.”
“Me?” she asked, astonished. She accentuated the accusation by using her nightstick to point to herself while leaning against a chrome pole in the middle of Stanwick’s living room. Daria shifted her weight to her right leg, sticking her incredibly sexy ass to one side. This caused the man in her spandex pants to be pushed ever so slightly more into her back crevice.
“Turn around, Officer Daria,” Stanwick now sighed, exhausted with this go-around of questions. Daria rolled her eyes in irritation, but did as her boss demanded. She gripped the stripper pole and stuck her big butt out, as if in an examination at the doctor’s office. Stanwick got out of her chair and leaned in close, finally seeing the five-inch man with his face pushed into the officer’s asshole.
“Officer Daria, how many times do I have to tell you that this isn’t department policy? You cannot simply put your captures inside your ass crack for your amusement. Our motto is NOT ‘to serve and to butt crush.’ Now get him out of there and give him some air.” Daria relented and fished the tiny naked man out of her backside with a gentle hand. He lay limp in her palm, outstretched for Stanwick to examine.
After Stanwick was certain he would survive his anal ordeal, she smiled wickedly at her fellow law woman. “Now, shove that fucker into your pussy and come here!” Stanwick ripped off her grey tunic – denoting her superior status on the force, exposing her heavy tits with hardened nipples. Daria smiled back and engulfed her boss in a breast-crushing embrace as they locked lips. The little criminal was still in Daria’s grip when she hugged Captain Stanwick, so his view was tangled blonde hair and a lungful of the policewomen’s combined perfumes.
Stanwick hastily threw off Daria’s uniform blouse and suckled her nipples raw. The two cops have had an ongoing lesbian affair ever since the police captain took over the precinct. They moved their tryst to the upstairs bedroom where Stanwick simply had a mattress on her basic bedframe. The two women crashed hard to the bed and rolled around in a hungry fight for flesh and lust. Daria knelt over Stanwick, pulling down her black stretch pants, exposing her ripe swollen pussy. Captain Stanwick rubbed Officer Daria’s lips until they dripped pearly white juice. Taking the little petty thief in her hand, Stanwick shoved him feet-first into Daria’s gaping pussy hole. He fit snug, stopping just short of his shoulders. Daria’s darkened lips collapsed around his puny head, keeping him secure inside her.
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GTSWriter 2/23/2012 12:57:41 PM Rating: 0

Under Arrest… In Her Ass
Officer Daria had just finished her report as she sat in her squad car. In her high-heeled boots, she crushed the broken glass that lay everywhere inside the convenience store in the middle of downtown. Just another smash-and-grab job, she thought as she inked her report into the pages of her notepad.
The policewoman had five years under her belt in her current job, and loved working the midtown beat. This blonde officer of the law wore her uniform with pride, from the leather over-the-knee heeled boots to the black stretch pants, coupled with the uniform shirt of the police, finished off with her fingerless gloves, carrying her nightstick. Daria’s shoulder-length blonde hair ended on the uniform blouse, brushing her epaulets and dancing over her rank insignia.
“I’m finished here, gals,” she told the other officers who came to her aid, “I’m going to run this perp down to the station and make my official report. I’ll meet up with you at McClaren’s Pub later.”
“Captain Stanwick called on our way here, Daria. She wants you to stop by her place before you book him,” Officer Gains said when she came out of the store with her camera to snap shots of the crime scene. Daria snapped her fellow officer a casual two-finger salute and opened the door to her cruiser. She could hear a soft moan coming from behind her bulbous sexy ass cheeks just then. Her captive was stirring awake.
Officer Daria spanked her left ass cheek hard, which jiggled the muscular flesh. “That’s enough out of you, mister. You still have the right to remain silent. I suggest you do just that.” Her captive had been shrunken down to the size of her pen she used to write up tickets and crime reports with the use of her shrink taser. It was considered a less-lethal form of punishment. The shrink ray would also put the target to sleep, thus making it impossible to run away at a smaller size. Handcuffs were now no longer necessary, since the target could be handled without fear of violence toward the officers.
The tough officer preferred to keep her captured offenders in the crack of her sizeable ass during transport. Sure, it was unorthodox, and to some unethical, but she secretly loved the feel of a squirming criminal wiggling around in her ass. The job didn’t offer her much sexual enjoyment otherwise, so what was the harm?
Daria sat in her squad car, hearing a slight gasp from the massive weight she put on her little culprit. She smiled to herself and turned over the engine. Served him right, she thought, pulling away from the crime scene. That’s what he gets for breaking into the one convenience store that sells the best donuts in town.
She drove through the city until taking the exit to one of the best suburban neighborhoods where her boss resided. Passing rich houses and expensive cars, she eventually found 531 Giantess Boulevard and turned into the driveway. Daria got out and walked up to the front door and knocked. The tiny criminal squirmed in her ass, pressed in tightly by the black spandex material. The door opened, and her equally-gorgeous boss greeted her.
“Come in, Officer Daria,” she said, stepping aside. Daria walked in with her high heel boots clicking on the grey marbled floor. Captain Stanwick took a seat in the cool living room, sitting in the only furniture available. It was a purple upholstered chair, seated just in front of a brick fireplace. Captain Stanwick was just moving in, so she had been waiting for the rest of her furniture to arrive that afternoon.
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reddrop7 2/23/2012 12:55:45 PM Rating: 0

very creative montage! this is very Hot!
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lilipucien 2/22/2012 10:17:54 PM Rating: 0

could someone give the link to the original picture ?
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lilipucien 2/22/2012 10:16:02 PM Rating: 0

you focus a lot on face expressions 4thdeminesion ;) me too actually !
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lilipucien 2/22/2012 10:15:14 PM Rating: 0

thx ! :)
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lilipucien 2/22/2012 10:14:57 PM Rating: 0

yes you are right ! LOL
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eatme 2/22/2012 10:02:44 PM Rating: 0

B-E-A-Utiful!
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bizyboy00 2/22/2012 8:34:56 PM Rating: 0

OMG! AMAZING!
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sunvision 2/22/2012 7:47:49 PM Rating: 0

Truly amazing!
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AntonioHuerta 2/22/2012 7:45:51 PM Rating: 0

That's an image of the old giantess photographer site, the site itself has long since closed down, sadly.
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4thdimension 2/22/2012 7:20:02 PM Rating: 0

everything is perfect except the tiny girl's happy face!
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4thdimension 2/22/2012 7:15:45 PM Rating: 0

everything is great: size of tiny people, giantess expression when crushing them and their expression of fear, great peace of art!
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4thdimension 2/22/2012 7:13:29 PM Rating: 0

love it, good size for tiny people, calm and beauty face
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4thdimension 2/22/2012 6:55:10 PM Rating: 0

too tiny, gets the fun away :(
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