Hey. I'm David Graner. I'm what you can call a dreamer. 

Heh. No. Not in that way. I literally dream. Control my dreams. I'm sure you've heard of it. If not, it's a process called 'Lucid Dreaming.' It's a way in which the one, who trains their mind, can control the dreams they have. It really is quite simple once you get use too it. Anyways. So. I lucid dream. And, well, okay. Look. I'm a perv. I dream about weird stuff. I mean WEIRD stuff. I have a bunch of kinks. Many that most would call... Strange. I like feet, so, I guess I have a foot fetish. I enjoy women that are.. much taller then me. Much. Much taller. Like.. 50 feet or something. Giantess fetish, ya' know. Yeah.. you do. Anyways. So. When I dream. I bring THESE into perspective. Like this one I had last night.. I put it in my dream log:

"I awoke in a feild, I had THAT feeling. The feeling that something was off. I was dreaming, so I did my reality check. I put my finger to my palm and slowly pressed down. It went through, and I was lucid. Grinning happily, I started my sick fantasy. With a blink of my eyes, Sarah Haven, the neighbor in the apartment under mine, was standing, stark nude. God she is beautiful. She had lovely blonde hair that ended at her shoulders. Deep brown eyes, large bust, maybe Double D's or so. A slim belly, lovely legs, a toned Ass. And she always wore those sandals that showed her deep red polish on her nails. She wasn't wearing any now, but, she usually did. When she went out and I always spotted her from the appartment. watching her walk down the street in her usual tight shorts and skimpy tank top. Anyways. So, with a wave of my hand, she moans, bitting down on her lip, and her body would slowly expand. The feild slowly erupts into a small forest, the trees towering over us. Well, at least me in a few seconds. She just kept growing and growning, rubbing her legs as her wet lips continued to grow hotter. She stopped at around 60 feet tall, and her Giant toes were now infront of me, wiggiling happily. She called down too me, shaking the forest with her low tone voice.

'Do you like my feet, David?' She would ask, always ask that whenever I brought her into my dream. I simply nodded. and my vision went into a 3rd person, as if a camera was looking at us. I loved this view. I really did. It was my favorite.

'Yes. Goddess. I love your feet...' I would dumbly say. Lust has taken over me. Hell, lust ALWAYS takes me over. I ran up to her foot, and began to kiss and lap at her big toe. Adding tongue, sniffing in the lovely scent of her freshly added pedicure. The toe was as big as me! It could just as easily crush me. And, well, when I thought that, it lifted in the air, and I flew back a few feet. Her foot scooted up, leaving a destroyed trail of dirt as she rested her toe on my body. I would lick and kiss at it, moaning as I got a massive hard on. I was also nude, I'm pretty sure I lost my cloth when I started kissing. 

'You like kissing my toes, don't you? You sick little thing.' 

'Yes... Goddess. I love them.' I would state. She giggled, the freshly grown trees shaking. I would keep lapping, and suddenly, her size began to expand, not by a lot, but I could notice. It was enough too make me moan as her soft, sweaty skin rubbed agienst my cock. 

'Of course you do. You perv. You just wish this was real, don't you? Well, it's not. Your mind has to come up with this. It's cause you're nothing. All you can do is drool and kiss my toes in your dreams. You can never have me.' I loved the down talk. God is it such a massive turn on. But, it's weird. It still gets me. For the year of Lucid Dreaming I've been doing, it is still so weird when she tells me about how this is all a dream. I guess the Subconcious is a weird thing.

'I am. I am nothing but a slave at your feet. Please, Goddess. Let me kiss and lick your lovely feet until the end of time.' I would scream out. She would just smirk, adding more preasure onto my tiny, insect like body. Now. The thing about dreaming. You don't FEEL anything, but you DO get feelings. It's... hard to explain. You don't feel pain, only preasure. You don't feel a Orgasm, only pleasure. It's quite something. I'm sure you've experienced it in a Nightmare, or a dream. So. As she added preasure, my body slowly breaking down into nothing but mush. As she did that, she would finish her growth, which, would seem like she stopped at 100 feet or so. Licking her lips, obviously wanting more, a town grew into the far distance. It was my town I live in. The semi-Sky scrapers, just breaking the clouds, and the hustle and bustle of city life roaming. No one was expecting anything. But, sadly, the dream began to break down, and the camera view now formed into a first person view, and I fell, hitting the ground, breaking through it like glass. I fell and fell, until I jumped awake in the bed."

That was last nights dream. I assure you, it was everything it was put out to be. One word: Amazing. And this is what I do normally, I can't wait till I go to sleep tonight...

So. Here I am. Sitting in my room, and close my Dream Log. This thing is annoying to write at times. But you need it if you want to keep your mind stuck on having those amazing dreams. Standing, I walked over to the bathroom, washing my face to wake myself up. I have work, Ugh, Work. I mean, being a Cashier isn't bad.. but, when you're working for summer to pay off Collage loans, I mean, it sucks. 

You know. I'm not half bad looking. I know, that sounds stupid. They say your mind makes you look 10 times better then how you REALLY look. Oh boy, that's bad. My some what long hair, I mean, it's not ROCKER hair, but it's long. I styled it, so it's nicely distributed around my face. My brown eyes, my not skinny, not fat body. Eh. I don't judge myself like that usualy, but, I mean, maybe I DO have a shot at my Dream girl. I don't know.

I walked out the apartment, and took 93rd down to the Wal-mart. And slaved over that Cashier for 6 hours or so. I saw this cute girl, we talked when she was checking out. Brown hair, green eyes, smart glasses, obviously a collage student like me. Maybe I'll add her when I dream tonight.

I got home, made myself some food, frozen Ramen to be exact, the collage delight, and watched some T.V for a while. It was 12 am, and it's saturday tommarow. Perfect night for another dream! I hopped in bed in bed, and drifted into sleep...

I woke up. What? No dream? That's disappointing. I had it all in my mind as well. It was going to be per-

*Thump*

What? Who shot the cannon? Who HAS a cannon?

*Thump*

Again. What is going on? Suddenly, my the apartment roof broke, and debree rained down on my, I covered myself with the blanket. It wasn't anything thick, but it was something. I heard metal bending, and a few girders broke through the floor. I was frozen in place. Had a plane just crashed and hit my apartment? What of Mr.Johnson in the apartment above me. I could hear him. He's screaming. 

But then. It came to me.

A giggle.

It.. It was Sarah. Sarah Haven. 100 feet tall! I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a terrifying but amazing sight. She was holding the top of my building in her hand, digging for something. She took out Mr.Johnson, he was in a bathrobe. I'm guessing her just got out of the shower. He was screaming like a little baby. Yeah, sure, you see a 100 foot tall nakid beauty, but don't scream like a girl.

"My, My. Mr.Johnson. You must be happy to see me!" She laughed again, opening her mouth, and quickly popping him in it. His screams were muffled in her moist caverns, and she chewed. Bluntly, his screams turned into horride screechs. I could actually hear his bones crunch. God I wanted to puke. Really bad. But, the worst thing about it. I was turned on. Of course I was. I just love a Giant Bitch that only cares for herself.

Her gaze turned to me, and she smirked wildly, dropping the part of the apartment she had in her hand. I hear a few cars screech to a halt, and a few people screaming. I also heard the the police sirens. They must be stupid if they're going to try and stop her. Anyways, she continued to look at me, and I didn't move. Even if I watned to, I was WAY to scared to.

"David. How are you doing?" She said sweetly, as if not even caring or knowing she was a towering Goddess. I didn't respond, and she scolded.

"What. You're not going to answer me? I thought we had something." She laughed, her voice was so loud, that It actually broke my window I had. Shattering it into pieces, sending glass onto the street below.

"S... Sarah.... Yo.. You.." I couldn't form a sentence. Her smirk held.

"I know what I am. And I'm sure you know what I'm going to do." Her hand slowly approched me. I wanted to run, but I didn't.

BANG

"Who the fuck.." She turned her head, looking down at the street. I couldn't tell what she was looking at, but she was pissed. 

"Miss! PLEASE. Step away from the apartment. That was a warning shot. We do not want to hurt you." Her body turned, my whole bed shoke as her foot landed on the ground. I could just imagin them. The street buckling under those feet. Just waiting for someone to praise them like they should be-What. WHAT AM I SAYING?! This Giant women just ate a poor man, and you're thinking about praising her feet? This is no time for sexual pleasure. 

"You're commanding me? You think you can stop me?" She yelled at the cops down at the street. Her leg raised, and a few more bangs were heard. 

BOOM

My apartment shoke, and I fell off my bed. I heard a bucnh of people scream, and explosion that sounded of a car exploading. She must of stomped on the cop car. Again, my cock went erect. Just from the sheer power of her stomp. 

Wait. Something was off all of a sudden.

She was melting. The.. walls are melting? What is going on?

I.. I am dreaming. This is a nightmare.. of course.

It all makes sense...

"AGH!" I shot up in my bed, sweating. I looked around, then up at the ceiling. It was there. And it was 5 am. I felt something. Wetness. Did I jizz myself from that dream? I rubbed my legs. Either it's seman or piss. I didn't smell piss. So it must seman. I stood up, and ran over to the bathroom. After cleaning myself up, and letting the bed 'Dry'. I returned to it, so I can get my sleep...

Little did I know, my dream would continue, right from where I left off.

I layed back down in my bed, closing my eyes. I actually had fear in my mind that I might dream again. I must remember, I control my dreams. I can make whatever isn't real go away. As I gave off one last sigh, I drifted off to sleep, and wouldn't I've guessed it, It continued right where it left off.

There was so much screaming, so many people fleeing. It seems I was outside. Right infront of my apparment, might I add. The roofs' dabris where scattered all over the street, and a flattened cop car was about a few feet away from me. I looked up at Sarah, gulping as my massive Hard on raged in my pants. She looked down at me with a grin.

"David... how about you be the first one too kiss my feet, show the others how too act, hmm?" Her voice was one of angels, but her intentions were one of a Devil. I looked down at her toes, they wiggiled temptingly. The red polish mocking my attraction to her feet. I heard her giggle, buildings all around me shaking. I stared up at her, shaking my head.

"No. I will not. This is a dream. And when I close my eyes, and open them. You will be gone. And this dream will end." I nodded happily. She couldn't help but laugh. I was surprised she could hear me. Well, it's a dream. So anything is possible.

"Go ahead. Close your eyes. Wish me away. But you're mine David. Now, and forever." She smirked, lifting her amazing foot. I watched in a trance, a strip of drool escaping my lips. I closed my eyes, and counted down from 5. When I opened them, I was looking up at my ceiling, again. Panting in both fear and lust. I need to get control of my dreams. And now. Looking over at my clock, I noted it was 9 am. Just a few hours after the last dream. I didn't have anything to do. Maybe I'd research.

And I did. I found, theroies. Scary ones. Ones of explantions of Limbo, when one is stuck between Dreaming and Real Life, and can't tell what's what. That's crazy talk. I know what's real. I have my Reality checks. I know when I'm dreaming or no-

Boom

No..

Boom

My whole room rumbled, and I blinked as I peered up at the ceiling. It was torn off, and the light burst into my apparment. There is no way this is happening. I did my reality check, I put my finger through my palm. I felt it. This is real. Steel and bricks fell, and my whole room caved in, luckily, I ran out of the door through the hallway of the Appartment. I looked around, seeing people open the doors of theirs', and look around, confused.

"EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT!" I yelled, waving my arms. People looked at me like I was crazy. That was, until the appartment shoke with a force that knocked everyone on there ass. People screamed, and headed down the stairs. Her laughs could be heard from, what seemed like, the sky. 

Everyone exited the building in a frezny, and I was one of the last out. I looked up, seeing her beautiful face smirk down at me. She stopped toying with the appartment, and simply gave it a light push. Her hand slammed into it, and it slowly leaned back, collapsing backwerd, landing in the street behind it. I think she crushed a few people that took the back exit. I'm not sure. I'm not even sure if this is real right now.

"David. I'm glad you made it out." She looked over at the crumbling ruins of my old home. 

"And I'm happy that you didn't die. Now, would you kindly come over here, and show the world how too treat me?" She smiled innocently. I couldn't move. So many thoughts going through my mind.

"Sarah... I... what happened." I asked. She looked back, not really taking note of my question. I followed her gaze, meeting with a little dispatch from the U.S Army. It was around 20 troops, and 3 tanks. All lined up in a ordered fashion. She turned back, winking at me. 

"One minute, hun." She turned her body, her feet raising as falling as her body turned towerd the direction of the small platoon of troops. One man walked forwerd, holding a megaphone. Turning it on, and looking at the Giant women with a gulp.

"Miss Sarah. We've got your I.D, and we know who you are. If you can please lay down gently on the floor. And cooperate with us, we can get you back to normal. And maybe not give you life in prision for destroying city property." The man struggled with all the words. Who was the genious who gave HIM that thing? He could barely talk without cracking his voice! She smiled at him.

"And If I don't?" She asked mockingly.

"We will use force." He responded.

"You can always try that." She stated, her foot raising from the ground, leaiving a massive foot print indentation in the street. And responding with a crash as it took a step closer. She took long sways, and people who were watching cold only go wide eye stunned at how elegent they were. The man waved a arm, and the army troops aimed there rifles, and the tanks as well. They all shot, as if in a play on que, sending a parade of bullets at the Goddess.

She didn't stop.

She just continued walking. The barrage of bullets reflecting off her skin. A tank bullet hit her skin, and reflected as well, flying way behind the platoon and into a office building causing it to cave in on it's foundation, and collage in a chaotic way. The army was stumped, even tank bullets didn't do anything, what is she? She lifted her foot as soon as she was just feet away from the task force, and slammed it down with shattering force on a tank, everyone, me inculded, and those who were just watching, fell down in her awesome power. The tank seemingly imploded in the weight. Army men flying forwerd, and the other tanks shoke. One tried backing but, but she simply stomped down on it with her other foot. 

The other tank turned off, and the man tried escaping from the top hatch. She grinned evily, leaning down, showing her amazing ass too everyone in the process, and plucked the tiny man from the tank. He begged, it was obviouse that he was. His arms flailing, and his mouth moving. She turned back too me, and the crowd, holding the same grin.

"Take note, slaves. This is what will happen if you don't worship me like the Goddess I am." She threw her head back, her blonde hair flowing like a flag, opening her maw, and tossing the tiny man in. Agonizingly slowly swallowing him. We could see the little lump move as it moved down her neck, and disappearing at her amazing chest. 

I don't think many people saw it. But I did.

She grew.

Not a lot. But she did. Maybe a foot. I could sense it. Just by standing. Her perfect feet got closer, and her towering visage got taller. She grew. And it was right after she ate a man.

This is like my dream. Only, I can't do shit.