Evil giantess Jenny woke up that morning to the usual drunken haze and throbbing headache that had now become part of her strange bizarre nocturnal lifestyle. She rolled over onto one side to check the time on the clock positioned facing her on the bedside cabinet. Through her sleepy gaze she noticed a tiny shrunken male staring back at her from a glass positioned next to the alarm clock. The miniature man was banging on the side of the glass in a futile attempt to attract Jenny’s attention. She was aware of his existence but chose to ignore his pitiful cries. Although a live now he may as well be dead as his life expectancy wasn’t expected to stretch much beyond breakfast time and if fate dealt him a cruel blow he may die at breakfast time depending on Jenny’s appetite or mood.

Returning back to the comfortable prone position she felt something digging into her fleshy buttock. Instinctively she reached into the bed with her fingers and explored the mattress for the foreign object that was causing so much annoyance. She quickly located the aggravating article and lifted it out into the light to examine it. Ewww! murmured Jenny as she looked upon the small torso of a dead female. The unlucky deceased person was minus it’s tiny arms and legs and was a pitiful sight to behold. Switching on the bedside lamp and repositioning the pillows, she dragged herself upward so she could look at the dead pink flesh of this once whole human.

Putting on her horn-rimmed reading glasses she unemotionally stared down at the small dead girl who must have been about twenty years old. Jenny’s mouth was half open as she examined the torso and instinctively she started to search inside her warm wet mouth with her pink sensuous tongue for the small girls limbs as they might still be lodged inside her mouth hidden in the dark recess of her glorious maw. After a few seconds of exploration she located foreign objects in her mouth and retrieved two body parts lodged between her top lip and gum and another stuck to the roof of her mouth. She remembered that before falling into a drunken stupor that for sheer spite she had bitten off the limbs and placed the helpless wriggling torso of the girl on her breast and watched her final and very painful dance of death. Jenny had then drifted off to sleep. 

Pulling a paper tissue from the box on the bedside cabernet she unceremoniously spat out the limbs and looked down on them contemptuously. She noticed two small legs and one arm. Jenny screwed up the tissue that now contained the limbs and placed them under a magazine out of sight for disposal later. Jenny paused and thought for a second about those body-parts and that how at one time they were so important to this individual and how she had dismembered her alive out of pure evil. Each act of iniquity she committed made her forget previous atrocities metered out to other unfortunate victims and seem less important and even made her forget.

She held the remains of the small-disfigured body between her long evil crimson talons. The same place where so many other lives had ended in this evil clasp between her thumb and index finger. She dropped the body into the glass to join the other small live male. She was curious to see his reaction, as this was his wife.

Jenny had picked up the couple in a seedy bar the previous evening. They had said they were swingers and Jenny told them she was up for anything they wanted to do. Jenny lured them back to her house, which was only a short drive away. Little did the couple know that they were soon to be shrunk and submitted to atrocities beyond the bounds of human decency.

The male immediately recognizing his beloved wife let out a pitiful cry of anguish and sorrow, which amused Jenny’s sadistic mind and she felt her vagina moisten with sexual excitement. She lifted up the glass and put her face very close to it and peered in. She laughed aloud when he broke down and cried for the loss of his late wife. Jenny enjoyed his reaction and openly laughed out loud. She held the glass level and the male immediately backed away in shock to get as far as he could from the now pathetic decomposing flesh of his spouse. She couldn’t resist tilting the glass so he tumbled forward and fell onto the decomposing corps of his loved one.

You are mine now roared Jenny, as she looked downward into the glass.

Jenny started Laughing and reached out to pick up a pack of cigarettes from the bedside table. She pulled a long white luxurious gold tipped cigarette from the pack and placed it in her sexy full mouth, which still had traces of lipstick smeared onto them from the night before. She paused and looked into the glass at her captured male. His vision was of this gigantic beautiful bespectacled female of about 30 years with short blonde hair and a perfect ivory complexion. He had made love to this gargantuan female the night before and had enjoyed it very much. He remembered how he had kissed those lips; lips that now were as big as an office block and could devour him without any effort. This was a sensual and exiting experience to the male although he was confused why he felt this way about the giantess who had murdered his beloved wife. He also couldn’t help feeling intimidated in a sexual way by the casual air she omitted and the spectacle of the slender unlit cigarette dangling at the side of her evil mouth.

She then retrieved a feminine gold lighter from the cabernet and lighted the end of her cigarette and inhaled opening her mouth immediately to reveal a cloud of rich creamy cigarette smoke which momentarily hung motionless inside her large cavernous mouth. She casually exhaled a jet stream of smoke over the top of glass where he was imprisoned. Jenny said nothing and the male stared up at her with awe. He watched her smoking her cigarette and Jenny sensing a captive audience sexually smoked like she had never smoked before and watched the small male masturbate and bring himself to climax all because of this fantastic demonstration.

After he had pleasured himself Jenny looked into the glass and said to the male that soon he would be joining his wife and must not to be too upset but to enjoy the death she would give him as present from her to him. She asked the small slave to rise to his feet. Obligingly he stood up almost to attention. Jenny reached into the glass with two fingers and roughly pulled the male out of the glass, rubbing his flesh on the side of the glass as she did so. She lifted him up to her face and their eyes met. Whilst I’m making breakfast you are going to pleasure me she gently said to the man. Each time I orgasm this will give you an hour of extra life, do you get the picture? Her voice was monotone and mechanical and without care. Without further ado she opened her legs and slid him easily into her wet pussy. She selected from her wardrobe a pair of tight plastic knickers fashioned from the sheerest cellophane and put them on to stop him escaping or falling to his death from her now saturated vagina.          

Jenny sat at her dressing table enjoying the intense feeling of power she had over this very small man imprisoned within her slippery smooth vaginal cavity. She debated within her own conscience about how her body could give so much pleasure to the male species and then how she could defer these acts of mutual affection and become a sinister and destructive killing machine. She had once tried to work out how many human lives she had dispatched in her 30 years of life. Her thought flashed passed in her mind like a myriad of death scenes.

She could always remember the first soul she had taken when she was 17 years old. She remembered how the young girls blood tasted and how pitiful her cries of terror were before the act of consumption took place. What lingered mostly in her memories of the fist kill was how the young woman’s body felt as she slowly chewed her alive. She would be haunted by the final last ditched attempt at escape by the beautiful victim. Jenny had gently closed her teeth onto the girls flesh and then decided to explore her writhing body with the tip of her tongue. The evil giantess felt the victim’s tiny hands punching at the wet examining tongue. She recalled how little effort it took to reduce a living human organism into a paste of red human mush. Jenny masticated the body until it no longer existed in substance but became part of the inside of her mouth. After the terrible deed was done she remembered how delicious the post execution cigarette was and how she could taste the young girl in her mouth for days to come.

Jenny worried for months afterwards that she may be found out but there were no repercussions. The evil giantess gave up trying to count her victims at about twenty people because she became bored. These people’s lives weren’t important to her, merely laboratory mice to be sacrificed at her whim. She was all-powerful and loved the misery she had caused over the years and the sheer indifference she displayed when metering out death. She remembered one time she captured and shrunk ten men in the course of a week and executed all of them in one sitting. She placed all ten males in a line on a small sheet of glass and secured their flesh with strong instant adhesive. Gazing down at the terrified captives she informed them that she was about to have a cigarette and that with each draw of the cigarette one of them would die. Her make-up was perfect and the finishing touch of the red lipstick made her look like a goddess of death.

Before she lit the cigarette she pulled on a pair of tight black leather gloves. She slowly and gently stroked the naked captured males wither her soft leather index finger. This action alone made all the men have erections. She lit the cigarette and let it dangle from the corner of her mouth in a seductive fashion. Who shall I select to be the first sacrifice laughed Jenny. Her finger paused over one of the men and she and she inhaled deeply on the cigarette and exhaled the blue smoke over the prisoners. I feel benevolent today so I’m going to let you have an orgasm before I dispatch you. Jenny gently started to stroke the small penis of the first victim until he writhed in ecstasy and ejaculated over the fingertip of her black glove. The male relaxed and no sooner had had the orgasmic sensation ceased when jenny replaced it with intense pain from the evil giantesses finger crushing his body flat. All ten men gladly came to the same end.

After casually administering perfectly delicious death to ten innocent men she decided it was time to prepare breakfast for her self. She plumped for cereal and toast covered in human preserve and to wash it down with strong black coffee.  Suddenly she felt an exquisite intense orgasm starting so flopped down onto the soft red leather sofa clutching her vaginal region with her petite fingers. She writhed and twisted enjoying the intense satisfying feeling to it’s utmost. The small trapped love juice soaked male slave she had coldly inserted into her yawning vagina had been working hard for hours trying to bestow upon his mistress some sexual satisfaction. He wanted to extend his own life in the process but was drawn to this new mistress slave arrangement and had masturbated several times whilst rubbing her giant clitoris with his own small fragile body. In her nonchalant detachment she had forgotten about the little plaything trapped inside her and this would have remained so but for the sudden pleasure granted by his handy work. She may have probably only have realized he was there the next time she became menstrual and he was discharged along with the other vile putrid waste from her evil body of death and humiliation. She had once secreted four dead forgotten males from her blood soaked minge so this experience was nothing new to her.

She had two orgasms in total and all of a sudden remembered her promise to let the slave person live for an hour longer per orgasm he gave her. After enjoying the fruits of his hard labors she explored her vagina with her slender red talons and pulled out the male unceremoniously dropping him on her firm tanned belly. She stroked him feeling the immense power she had over this fragile life and ordered him to rest for a while. The male lay inside her belly button using it as a convenient bed, exhausted he went to sleep. Jenny lay quietly and quite forgot about breakfast and her hunger and drifted into a deep sleep waking again some three hours later.

When Jenny woke she felt relaxed and sexually satisfied. She remembered the slumbering slave she had deposited onto her stomach and casually glanced down to see if he was still there. She was scared that he had taken the opportunity to escape in a futile bid for freedom. He was still asleep curled up in a fetal position inside the hollow of her bellybutton. She carefully plucked him up and walked to the kitchen to prepare her breakfast. She placed him on the marble work surface and bent down and put her face about 6 inches from his small body. The work surface had been witness to countless death and misery as in the past Jenny had prepared food on it. Jenny spoke explaining to the slave that he did very well earlier and it had earned him two extra precious hours of life, which ware unfortunately up an hour ago as he had chose to use those hours sleeping. I might as well execute you she announced coldly. Your life will cease after breakfast but first I have a little job for you to do for me. There was only a one way verbal communication with the giantess and the slave; his voice was so feeble and Jenny could not hear him or couldn’t be bothered to try to make any sense of his silly high-pitched verbal rantings. The giantess just gave orders and if they weren’t obeyed then death would follow swiftly and efficiently and without mercy.

Jenny opened the fridge and retrieved a bag of white sliced bread a tub of butter and a white plastic storage box. She placed the items on the work surface accidentally nearly crushing the small male helper with the plastic bread bag. Jenny spoke gently telling the captive that in the plastic box there were fifty shrunken people who had earned her displeasure and were now considered food to her as a result. She lifted up the box and peeled back the lid. Turning the box gently on its side she poured out the fifty live slightly chilled captives onto the even colder marble work surface of death. Jenny’s voice became brusque and tough as she ordered the crowd of terrified small people to stand in a straight line and pay attention to their mistress. Any disobedience she said harshly will be punishable by death. Most of the captives yielded to her orders and obediently lined up like little solders on parade. One or two stupid slaves protested. Jenny immediately singled out one of the protesters a female aged about forty. Jenny was used to dealing with insubordination and instinctively reached above her for a tin of lighter fuel, which she squirted and completely covered the woman coating her in a shower of lethal flammable liquid. This action could be considered punishment enough but Jenny then and without mercy clicked open the jaws of her petrol cigarette light and produced a flame, which she adjusted to a height of about two inches. The small female started to run but it was an easy task for Jenny to ignite the fleeing slave and turn her into a fireball of death.

The parade of human food watched the spectacle in terror and the line of people became straighter as if to please Jenny and not incur the same terrible end. The giantess took pleasure in watching the woman die painfully in flames, her body burning and sizzling as her skin and fat burned as though for Jenny’s pleasure. As her final wriggling and dancing ended jenny slipped on a pink rubber glove and picked up the pathetic charred body remains dropping them into the sink waste disposal unit and turned it on. The grinding of the machinery made the work surface shudder for a split second whilst it dealt with the body then omitted a smooth engine noise as the human waste was no more as she had never existed.

Jenny leant close to the small male helper and said to him that as loyalty to her I am going to let you select twenty of these prisoners to become the filling for my breakfast sandwich snack. The small slave knew instinctively what he was supposed to do and swaggered over to the line of captives to select victims on her behalf. Jenny liberally buttered her two slices of bread she had taken from the packet as the selection process started.

Jenny immediately announced to the line of unfortunates that if her slave chose them then they must walk over and climb onto the slice of buttered bread and lie down. The slave started to walk down the line looking into the eyes of the slaves. He started to tap the chosen slaves on the shoulder. The selected people hesitantly started to walk over toward the two slices of bread. Some of the captives pleaded with the slave not to be picked but this only sealed their fate. The helper slave was just glad he was being spared at this time and cared nothing for sending twenty human beings to certain death. Jenny laughingly said to the slave to choose a good equal mix of men and woman as the flesh flavors were slightly different but complimented each other when masticated together.

Soon the sorry line of live sandwich filling had made its way to their final destination. Jenny spoke to the helper slave saying that as a treat you may choose yourself a mate to make love to and produce children for her human zoo. The slave casually walked along the line of slaves but the remaining woman were old and not of child bearing age. The slave suddenly remembered one of the captive’s he had sent to her death in the sandwich earlier so quickly he ran over to the slice of bread and climbed up onto it to search for her. He frantically looked for the beautiful young female, Jenny laughed aloud. The slave found his blonde prize and beckoned her to follow him, which she gladly did. Jenny wasn’t to be short measured in her sandwich filling so ordered the slave to select another female to replace the chosen mate. The slave helper felt very powerful as he swaggered down the line of captives. He touched an old woman of about seventy on her shoulder and dragged her from the line screaming. Jenny quickly plucked the woman up and placed her unceremoniously onto the buttered bread and put the two slices together trapping them all in her tasty human sandwich.

The remaining slaves were returned to the plastic box to contemplate their fate and the two small lovers were allowed to entertain Jenny in a display of lovemaking whilst she enjoyed her sandwich of death. Jenny lifted the sandwich to her evil lips, she paused and listened for a moment; she could just make out cries and screams of the trapped people waiting to be devoured by this evil giantess inside the sandwich. Jenny opened her massive jaws and took a bite from the sandwich. As she chewed she felt about three people in her mouth but they were quickly and efficiently turned into paste by her white teeth as they mixed with the now blood covered bread and butter. One male was hanging on the bread at the point where jenny had taken a bite. Jenny immediately and evilly poked her tongue out and encouraged the man to seek rescue on her deadly tongue, which he foolishly did. He dropped onto her warm sticky tongue and was quickly added to the ball of human paste and turned into unrecognizable goo.

After Jenny had consumed the sandwich and the twenty lives within she offered the two slaves a chance to live and become part of her zoo. She explained that she wanted babies as they made good eating and were considered a delicacy by giantess’s community. Jenny often held dinner parties for fellow giantesses and was famous for her spectacular live finger buffets.