Giantess World
The giantess meeting I’ve noticed that the ladies from my neighbourhood meet each Thursday afternoon at my neighbour’s house, her name is Jane Turner, innocent enough I hear you say, but bear with me and read on.Jane Turner lives at number 13, she’s not married, her husband left her about a year ago, at least that’s what she tells everyone, but now I’m not so sure. You’ll probably find the story i am about to reveal to you a little to hard to accept as true, but believe me it’s a true account of what I see through my surveillance cameras. Jane is the undisputed queen bee of the neighbourhood where we live; she has a group of close female friends and is very much in charge. I have always suspected Jane of having a sadistic side to her and have witnessed this on many occasions. Some mornings she goes onto her patio area carrying a plastic bag with what I thought contained bugs inside which she may have captured in her house.She would empty the bag of it’s contents onto the paving slabs, then she starts to talk to the bugs, pointing her figures at them and cursing out loud, I can’t hear what she was says because I have my windows shut. She then starts to crush each insect individually beneath her shoe or boot, I find this quiet erotic, and sometimes fantasised that I am a captured insect awaiting execution myself in her plastic bag of death. I was unaware then that my innocent fantasy about this older woman could become a reality. Upon closer inspection, what I thought were insects being put to death for some sexual deviation of hers, were in fact small shrunken men being dispatched without mercy in a horrific act of retribution. Jane holds court each week on Thursdays at 12:oclock, and i was curious to see what she gets up to at these gathering, so one day whilst she was out for the evening, i sneaked into her home through an unsecured back door and set up some surveillance equipment. I had been spying on her for about a week, when on the Thursday, which was the gathering day, I watched about twenty ladies arrive at Jane’s house so I immediately turned on the surveillance equipment and watched in horror at what I saw, it was mass human sacrifice. The ritual seemed to follow the same pattern each week. The privilege of carrying out the first sacrifice was always the leaders, who was of course Jane; She would pull the lid back on a large bowl to reveal twenty or so shrunken males who measured about two-inches in size, the prisoners call this vessel, “the death bowl” because if Jane selected you and placed you inside it you never came back to the prison again. Jane who was in her fifties was still a very good-looking woman; she had aged very well and used lots of make-up, which added to her sex appeal. She had a spectacular body and dressed very sexily indeed, she liked to wear leather so she always looked hot and stunning. Being a single lady at night would often go to bars and clubs where she was not known, and pick up men and lure back them to her house with the promise of a night of passion, what she didn’t tell the unsuspecting males was that they would probably end up being a tasty snack and finish up inside her or one of her friends stomachs, or worse. The next morning, and if she selected you, a shrinking elixir would be administered to you surreptitiously in a glass of orange juice and you would be shrunk down to size and kept prisoner until required. Sometimes, if you were lucky she would let you leave, but not very often. When the chosen and drugged victims when realising they were shrinking, would start to panic and try to escape from this house of hell. The shrinking process took about two-minutes once it had properly started, Jane would often have to be quite brutal with the shrinking male until they became small enough to manage, so quite often she would accidentally kill a victim by mistake in the struggle, the dead would then be tossed down onto the floor and fed to her pet dog, a poodle called Susie, Jane would never consume dead flesh. If a shrinking male really annoyed her she would let Susie devour them alive for breakfast but first she would coat them in honey as a special treat for Susie. If Jane was in one of her sadistic moods she would tease the freshly shrunken male by chasing him around the satin-sheeted bed with her sensual mouth, the same bed she had probably enjoyed their body the night before which now doubled up as an arena of death. She would pursue her prey with her open mouth; licking at them with her enormous sensual tongue, she would tease them, telling them she was going to eat them alive for breakfast, sometime she did just that, On one occasion after sleeping with two young students at the same time, she administered the drugged orange juice the next morning and they drank it down and went back to sleep, they shrunk as they slumbered, Jane quietly got dressed and carefully placed the unsuspecting students who were now only two inches small, into her black leather purse and she took them across the street to visit her friend Lena, a seventeen-year-old Japanese maid. When the shocked students awoke they found themselves lying upon two slices of buttered bread, they screamed in terror thinking they may be a bad dream, but no, this was a living nightmare. The enormous laughing giantesses licked their lips as they covered their live snacks in salad cream and folded the bread over in half and made a sandwich out of each of them. The evil giantesses started to take careful bites from the sandwiches, they could hear the muffled sobs and cries of the students and their shouts for help as they felt the merciless giantess mouths getting closer to them as they lay trapped in their sandwich of death, this act further exited the evil giantesses, and sealed the boys fate cold. The giantesses finally found the live filling of the sandwich, and as they masticated the bread in their large mouths it turned first turned pink, then red, and the students were no more. They rounded of their meal with coffee and cigarettes, chatting and laughing together, they soon forgot the two young lives they had so savagely taken. Jane kept her small prisoners captive for weeks at a time, or until they were needed for the death ritual, she required a steady supply of men for her activities, so whilst captive she kept them prisoner under strict harsh conditions, metering out punishment and death for the smallest misdemeanour and sometimes for fun or if she became bored. She would address the men, which she kept in a large box in the kitchen, telling them that escape was punishable by immediate execution, but explained that the guilty escaper would not be harmed, but as a punishment she would take great pleasure in selecting ten innocent captives for immediate dispatch, it wasn’t unusual for her to execute twenty men at a time as retribution for an unsuccessful escape bid by two prisoners, she showed no mercy when carrying out these death sentences. At the start of the Thursday ritual, she would appear carrying a bowl held out in front of her like an offering, her black leather-gloved hands lightly gripping the sides.She would place the bowl on the table in front of her and call out for the newest recruit to come forward to her side. On this occasion it was a young housewife called Alice whom was about twenty years old, she made herself known to Jane and walked shyly over and stood obediently by her side.Taking the young girls hand Jane placed Alice’s index and middle finger gently in her mouth and began to suck her fingers passionately, which exited everyone.Jane then asked her if she swore allegiance to the coven and then welcomed her into the group as a member.She then asked the new recruit if she was willing to take part in the initiation ceremony, Alice readily agreed to this. Jane looked down at the bowl on the table in front of her and lifted the lid slowly off revealing the twenty or so shrunken naked men insideThe group of woman leaned forward and peered inside the bowl letting out a sigh of approval. Jane slowly lowered her black leathered hand inside the bowl to select a sacrifice from the crowd of shrunken men, instinctively they all scattered to the side of the bowl to try to escape the horror of her cruel fingers of death, but escape was futile. Jane chose a victim very slowly adding to the dread of her tiny little captives; it was like she was choosing a sweet from a box of chocolates.She finally selected an unfortunate male for death, lightly gripping him between her leathered fingers, she raised him up to her sexy mouth, keeping her gaze on the captive male, she started to moisten her lips with her wet tongue, she then closed her mouth and swallowed, giving her small captive an insight into his fate. Jane was always merciless with her sacrifices, preferring to partly dispatch her live meal with her back teeth letting the warm blood of the victim pulsate from the half dead body and trickle down her terrible throat, and this occasion was to be no exception.The wretched male could only watch helplessly as he was slowly sucked into Jane’s lipstick covered mouth on his one-way journey to doom.He was coated with lipstick as he passed through her soft lips, strangely he felt sexually aroused by the experience but knew he was about to die a ghastly death. Reflecting on the situation, he thought to himself, “ all my hopes and plans for life ended here in a beautiful giantesses mouth, if I were still my original size, her lips could have given me so much pleasure, but instead they were being used as an instrument of death and torture, and I’m going to die” In an instant he found himself inside her mouth, it was dark, wet and warm, he could hear from deep inside her stomach, the gurgling of her deadly gastric juices that he knew he would soon be immersed into and die.Without any effort by Jane he was manoeuvred by her massive soft tongue and positioned between her back teeth. In the darkness he felt Jane’s teeth clamp down on him trapping him inside her deadly jaws; he waited for the inevitable to happen like a condemned prisoner standing before a firing squad at dawn. Jane paused and gazed at the coven of woman who stood obediently in front of her. Lifting up his head and peering outside, he could just make out the group of woman from inside her slightly open mouth. Jane raised her hand in a gesture of silence, which was immediately obeyedThe woman stared at Jane, she smiled and closed her eyes in ecstasy as she slowly bit into the trapped male, she tilted back her head allowing the victims blood to trickle down her throat from the wound she had so callously inflicted on her victim. Opening her bloodstained mouth and displaying the half dead man lying on her tongue in a pool of blood the woman sighed in delight at the spectacle and started to chant, “swallow, swallow” The man was writhing in agony, as he lay there half masticated and bleeding in her dreadful cruel mouth.Looking out at the woman from her mouth he noticed his wife Gillian was among the crowd, in a futile attempt to save himself he raised his arm and called her name, but at that moment he felt Jane’s tongue which he was laying on retracting back into her hot wet mouth. As he journeyed backwards, her jaws began to slowly shut, he could see her white teeth and red gums fade into the darkness, the once large cavern which was her mouth, slowly getting smaller as it closed on him. He found himself trapped between her tongue and the roof of her mouth,Just then from both sides he heard a loud gurgling sound as Jane began to produce a batch of saliva to help her ingest her snack and aid his journey down her gullet. Jane looked at the chanting giantesses, and in a split second obeyed their request and swallowed him. He was engulfed in a torrent of warm sticky saliva and felt himself slowly dropping down her hot gullet.To think his own wife had requested his death, she was chanting “swallow, swallow” louder than any of them, I would rather she had ate me instead of Jane; she may have had more mercy with me and ended my life without this needless pain and spared me this suffering and torment.How many men had my wife swallowed alive he thought to himself, it was she who encouraged me to visit Jane, and Jane did seduce me after all, it was great sex with Jane but I didn’t realise I would have to pay with my life for it, Gillian could have begged for my life and kept me as a pet for the rest of my days, anything but this. By this time he had plopped into her stomach and finally lost consciousness with the excruciating pain of her gastric juices digesting him, he would and very soon become part of her. After the execution, Jane picked a second man from the bowl and raised him to her lips. She was about to pop him in her mouth too when she exclaimed, I am a rude host this one shall be for the new member, Alice.She called Alice to her side and offered her the squirming small man. Alice took hold of her captive male in her fingers but accidentally injured him with her long red fingernails; Alice said out loud, “Oh I’ve hurt you, sorry little man” and immediately popped him in her mouth to suck off the blood that was covering his injured body. Spitting out the victim into the palm of her hand she gazed down at him, she recognised him as being a milkman who had disappeared about two weeks ago, she remembered he had stopped delivering her milk because she was unable to pay the bill, an act which the milkman was about to regret under these new circumstances. Alice looked at the small man cowering in the palm of her hand covered in her warm saliva and suddenly felt very powerful indeed, his life was in her hands, it was up to her if he lived or died, it was up to her if he died a quick death or suffer a prolonged agonising end. Alice wondered what he must have been thinking about looking up at her, he must have realised by now he was about to be eaten by this hot sexy blonde housewife. Looking at the man and then looking over at Jane, she asked her if she to had to chew the little man up before swallowing him? Jane said that it was up to her how she ended his pathetic life. Alice lifted the terrified milkman above her head and opened her beautiful pink mouth, she dangled him by his feet about an inch from her lips, he felt the warmth of her breath and could see right down her wet pulsating gullet, she gently lowered him through her giant lips into her murderous mouth of death and he was as expected, swallowed without a second thought by Alice.The throng of carnivorous giantesses gave out a loud cheer, which although muffled, the milkman could hear clearly whist journeying down Alice’s throat; it was the last human voices he would ever hear again. Jane then placed the bowl of men into the centre of the small table and invited the other guests to select their males for the ritual devouring.There were shrieks of delight and laughter as a frenzy of female hands dipped into the bowl for the male flesh; you could hear the screams of terror from the men as these giantesses made their selections and lifted them from the bowl and placed them in their cannibalistic evil mouths. Some were swallowed whole, some devoured alive making a crunching noise as the giantess chewed them up.Some giantesses nibbled on their snack biting off the limbs and finally the heads before devouring them. Jane called Gillian over to her, she reached out and gently held Gillian’s head with her gloved hands, slowly she pulled her towards her and passionately kissed her on her full lips exploring Gillian’s mouth with her blood stained tongue, pulling away from the embrace, Jane remarked, “did you taste your husband” I found him very salty, like a little prawn, have you noticed the more terrified the male is the tastier they are, they both gave out a girly giggle and Jane patted her stomach. After everybody had devoured their choice of male flesh Jane looked into the bowl and spied a solitary terrified male cowering inside.The giantesses were screaming in a wild frenzy for a second helping of flesh, but Jane raised her hand for silence again.She plucked the poor unfortunate male up in her fingers and placed him in her mouth and immediately swallowed him, she chased him down with a sip from a glass of red wine which sent him quickly down into her stomach. She asked everyone to retire onto the patio for party games.The ladies chatted and laughed, some lit cigarettes and casually smoked as they left the living room together and gathered on the paved area at the back of the house. Jane ordered the giantesses to form a circle of death using their stiletto-clad feet.She bent forward into the circle of shoes, her lips almost touching the floor.Inside her stomach the male who was now in great pain as the digestion process had already started, he felt a horrific churning noise and felt Jane tummy contort and twisted out of shape as he found himself being sucked out of Jane warm stomach back up her throat and regurgitated, the freshly consumed male who was now covered in her gastric juices writhed in agony as he was unceremoniously plopped onto the floor through her sensual red lips. The poor chap looked up to see a ring of black stilettos dwarfing him as he lay in agony on the cold paving stone. Jane immediately gave the command that on the count of three, the man should be crushed into oblivion. The male looked up at the giantesses above him, he could smell the leather of their shoes. From where he lay he noticed how very sexy all the woman looked, he could see up their short skirts, some wore no knickers. As they callously looked down on him they were stabbing down their high heels on the paving slabs right next to him, he had always admired stiletto’s but now realised was going to die under one of them. Some giantesses smoked and casually chewed gum as they watched him, Jane who was wearing a particularly cruel and sexy pair of black pointed toed knee length boot, which she wore over a tight pair of leather trousers, started to mock him as she manoeuvre him with the point of her toe into a position in the centre of the mass of giantess footwear. By this time he had resigned himself to the fact he was going to be crushed to death by this crazed gang of killer giantesses, and wearily obeyed her unforgiving pointed toe without further argument, resigned that he was going to die today in this very bizarre fashion He consoled himself by thinking, “if I co-operate with my captors, and lie where they want me, they might reward me with a swift clean death” Unfortunately he was not rewarded for his collaboration, they scoffed at his obedience and made his death more painful as payment for his cowardice, and his end was unhurried and more bloody as a result of this, the evil giantesses were having so much fun and laughing so much they deliberately did not finish him off. They were all veterans of many kills like this and could either prolong a life or snuff it out as desired, and anyway the sheer volume of leather clad feet made the kill difficult and he receive horrific injuries from his assailants. Eventually, Jane, who became bored with the game, shouted “enough of this”, The obedient giantesses immediately moved one pace backward and left the killing arena open for Jane to finish him off with her black high-heeled boots; The small man looked up through a haze of blood and sweat, he saw Jane standing in front of him. She was a thousand feet tall goddess dressed in black leather, looking down with an evil smile on her lips. He noticed her right leg moving slowly and her enormous sexy black shiny leather boot getting closer to him, all of a sudden the flat sole of her boot was hovering over him and he was dwarfed by its enormous size. He was now underneath the flat, pale coloured leather sole, it looked hard and unforgiving, and there was nowhere to run or hide. Jane lowered the sole with professional accuracy until it was inches from his body, instinctively he reached up and placed both hands on the warm hard leather sole, he felt Jane pressing down onto him and felt his body pop and his head explode, he was dead. Jane ground him into the paving slab with a twisting motion with her white leather sole, After the kill she lit up a long white slender cigarette and used a gold lighter to light up the end.She turned and looked into the camera and grinned at me, she was holding up my spare set of my door keys. Just then I noticed a glass of orange juice next to me, not thinking clearly i picked it up the glass and gulped it down. The doorbell started to ring ringing Who is that at the front door I shouted out in panic? I’m starting to feel strange now… Who’s there? “It’s me,” said Jane, I’ll let myself in, Auntie Jane’s come to take your life, there can be no witnesses. I had quickly shrunk down to about 2 inches in size and was helplessly trapped on the chair where I had shrunk and now unable to escape.I could hear loud footsteps coming up the stairs, and then to my horror the bedroom opened to reveal giantess Jane in all her glory, she was truly a marvellous giantess. She stood above me laughing aloud, I wanted to be placed into her mouth and was savouring the moment when this would happen.But i could only watch and wait in horror as her giant leather hand was upon me as quick as guided missile hitting it’s target, and I was captured, plucked up into her firm grip. My last memory as I waited to be eaten alive was the sweet smell of leather, cigarettes where she had smoked with her gloves on, and perfume. As I waited in my leather cocoon I heard Jane say goodbye to me and then squish me in her leather hand as easily as you would a piece of soft fruit. The end