I am Giantess Sophia, I can make you as small as I want and play with your tiny body for as long as I want. Its all about being subservient to your Giantess Queen.
You will be my tiny little pet. To be used how I see fit. You can run but you can't hide. What's that! You want my sensual seductive side. Well you will have to work for that tiny man. Lets see if you can earn it. What are the ways you can spoil your Giantess? Worship my beautiful big feet? Lick me where I need to be licked most? Well its all to be seen tiny man. Prove yourself and we will see.
I can pick you up by the nap of your neck and move you around my world. Your feet will dangle your body will go limp in my hands. I have full and complete control over your tiny body. I can put you in places that best satisfy me even if it doesn't satisfy you. I am your Giantess Queen and you will be respectful of this. Never to disobey. And when you do be prepared to be severely punished.
Punishment can come in many different forms. So don't be surprised when I throw you from my cleavage to the bottom of my long legs. To the bottoms of my luscious feet. Only to begin the long journey back to my good graces and my cleavage. Even back to the warm moist places you love to dwell. Maybe. Call me to start your journey into my good graces. Start your journey today because you just don't know how long it will take you. One day, two day?s who knows how tall I will be today.
by Giantess Audrey of www.giantessisland.com My lips are scented with a juicy fruity glossy scent and my laugh almost knocks you over–it comes so quickly and my breath is warm and knocks you back. Oh you are a petite little thing, aren’t you? I’ll be more careful about laughing in your face, tiny man. And I giggle, the vibration of the giggle makes you bounce up and down on my hand. You feel me walk into a cooler environment. I nod to the doorman who glances at you, but obviously you are not the first little man that I’ve brought home. We take the elevator up and you can feel your panic rising with each floor. Oooh tiny man, you are just too cute! I smile down at you, but you get the sense that it’s not a sweet or friendly smile. You start thinking of ways to escape. Maybe you can scamper off someplace in my house and hide in a dark corner. You’ve heard about a little man who escaped and lived under a giantesses refrigerator but he was scared of the cat who would eye him all night long. Ok we’re here – that wasn’t so bad was it? I unlock the front door and we enter into my pretty home. The carpet is thick and white and the couches are plush. I have a view of the whole city. I put you down on the white counter in my white kitchen. You stand out like a sore thumb (only much smaller than a thumb) and realize that escape is futile. You look at me in my black tight dress, hot pink glossy lips and realize that it could be worse. At least that’s what you tell yourself as I flip my hair and open the refrigerator. You catch yourself staring a little too long as I bend over looking in the fridge, my black dress clinging to my body. I turn around with something in my hand and a look on my face that makes you quiver in fear. Don’t be scared tiny man. Before you can say anything I take the cap off the can I’m holding and with a deafening sound I cover you head to toe in whipped cream. Suddenly your world is muffled. All you can see is white. You fight to wipe it off your face but your arms are so thick in whip cream that you can’t feel anything. You don’t even know what I’m doing or that I’m lifting you up–you feel my fingers touching the sides of your body but that’s all you know. You attempt to yelp and almost fall over, but you’re held in place by the white fluffy stuff as it completely consumes you. Then you feel something rough coming through the whipped cream. Your first thought is that I’m sending you through some sort of tiny man car wash or worse. But then you soon realize that it’s my pink tongue…licking all the cream off your body. My rough tongue brushes hard over your face and goes down and licks all the cream off you feet, your shins, your knees, up toward your hard little dick. What’s this!? My tongue stops right below your hard on and then licks over it again and again. You start shaking in the whipped cream. Mmmm! I lick over your arms and face, down the back of your head and neck, over your backside and then up again your front side. You want to yelp but my tongue is brushing over your face. You bite your lower lip as you try to hold as still as possible and your body lurches with each lick as my tongue pounds against you. My moist warm breath washes over you with each lick. I tell you to take all your clothes off–NOW tiny man! Your hands are shaking but I’ve set you on my palm and you drop your pants and rip off your shirt. Haha! I laugh and before you can say No or Stop! I cover you again with more whipped cream from head to toe. This time it’s extra thick. It takes me 5 or so licks to even get enough off you so you can breathe. You let out a sigh of relief. And then you feel my tongue pressing against your body. You see my full hot pink lips open. My wet tongue is coming for you! The tip of my tongue teases you lightly. The teasing is almost unbearable! You are scared to death and yet so turned on! I can feel you quivering. I can lick you all day long tiny man! Helplessly you resign yourself to Giantess Audrey having her way with you. Give one of our Giantesses a call, today! 
Sophia
Email me at Sophia@enchantrixempire.com
A Tiny Man Whipped Cream Treat
Don’t be Scared, Little Man
A Little Man Whipped Cream Treat
LICK, LICK, LICK. MMMMMMMMMMM! Oh you taste good little man!
