I had a caller the other night who had a Giantess Fetish fantasy to play out with me.
I had a lot of fun with him, he whimpered and moaned, and you all know I love to hear the effects I have on you… But he got me thinking, too, and that’s really something I enjoy. I love it when a fantasy or fetish gets my thoughts circling, and working, and revving up… because then I usually wind up creating a brand new fantasy idea that works for me and for you! This time, I thought up a giantess fetish and shrinking fetish fantasy!
So, here’s the Giantess fetish idea that I came up with after my caller had his fun.
Let’s say there’s poor little you, languishing away at work, surrounded by all these beautiful, powerful, smart, and sexy women. And everyday you come to work, you bring a cup of coffee, you sit at your desk, and not a single one of these lovely women ever looks at you twice. In fact, your direct supervisor keeps getting your name wrong when she stops by to drop off more work for you to do. Each time she says the wrong name, your shoulders slump, and you draw in on yourself a little bit more. It’s like you can feel yourself shriveling up.
One day, you realize they’ve re-done the flooring. All hardwood, with mosaic inlaid patterns around the perimeter of the lobby, and fantastic patterns down the hallways. And all those lovely women who never pay any attention to you at all are all, each and every one, wearing stiletto heels. Tap tap tap. Tap tap. Click, clack, tip, tap, all day long. You learn to track them by the tone and tempo of their shoes on that hard wood floor. Each and every tip, tap, click, clack and step hammers into your brain, reminding you of how small and insignificant you are to them.
By the end of the day, you’ve shrunk into yourself so much, you’ve taken in so much shame and humiliation from listening to their shoes, and being overlooked, and mis-named… you realize you’ve actually shrunken down! When you stand from your chair, your pants slip down to your feet, and your shirt covers you like a dress, down to your knees! Your watch is now big enough to be a necklace to you, and your glasses? Well, it’s a good thing you didn’t wear your contacts today. You’re so small now! As you try to race to the elevator to make your way home, you leave your shoes behind, and your socks flop away comically.
At the elevator, you realize you can’t reach the buttons to call the elevator, and then, behind you, you hear the distinctive click, clack, tip, tap of your supervisor’s high heeled shoes. “Oh, dear, you poor little thing, what are you doing here? Aren’t you just the cutest little thing?! Wait, is that you? Oh, my.” You turn in time to catch her sly grin, as she realizes that you’re just about the exact perfect size for a group of Giantess women to have a lot of fun with…
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