"God damn it, Nancy! How can you do this to me?!"

"Because you had it coming! Now, don't shout at me," she said with a cool, detached voice.

"I'll fucking shout at you if I want to! Now, change me back, damn it!" Screamed a little figure, no taller than six inches. He stomped back and forth along the edge of the desk where Nancy's computer sat.

"Be careful there. You don't want to fall off the edge. It'll be a long fall for you! Oh, by the way, I can't change you back. The formula only works one way. So you're stuck where you are. Gee, I guess you'll have to be my pet!" she giggled as she smiled down at her former tormentor.

His voice became even more high pitched as he screamed, "You change me back now! And I'm not going to be your pet, slut! You're..."

Whatever he was planning to say next, he never finished. The 28-year-old woman slammed her hand down on the desk about 3 inches from where he was standing. The shock wave of her slap knocked him off his feet as if she flicked her finger on him.

"Now, you listen to me, Mark! For years I thought you were my friend. I let you get away calling me names and treating me like shit. Well, buster! I have news for you. Those days are over! In case you didn't noticed, you aren't so big anymore! So you'll do as I tell you to do. You can't push me around anymore. So 'you' better watch what you say! Because if you piss me off, I just might crush you like the bug you are!"

The words seemed to have rocked Mark a bit. He was quiet for a minute. He had no doubts that she would carry out her threat. They had arguments before and on several occasions Nancy had surprised him with an assault. Of course, he always retaliated and won the fight.

"How are you going to explain to the cops when someone misses me!" he yelled.

"No one's going to miss you, little man. In case you've forgotten, you're the one who'd take off on a moment's notice. No one will suspect me of anything! However, you can leave if you want to."

"Not until you restore me back to normal!"

"Didn't you hear me the first time? This is a one way process. I can't return you back to normal. You're stuck as you are! Gosh, how stupid can you get?"

The shrunken man knew she was baiting him so she could exert her power over him. He bit back his retort and responded, "We'll see about that! Now put me down on the floor so I can get out of here!"

"Uh-huh! You want out, you get out on your own! There's the door," the towering young woman pointed at the open door.

Mark started to say something, but the words failed to come out. He growled and did an obscene gesture to his captor. The six inch tall man looked about on the desk and spotted the power cord that ran from the computer to the outlet. There was enough cord that would allow him to drop safely to the carpeted floor.

Nancy giggled as she watched the diminutive figure struggle to navigate the thick power cord. The scene appeared comical to her as he carefully slid down the line. The urge to kick the cord swelled up within her, but she pushed the thought away. As much as he deserved it, she was not the sort to crush a bug on a whim to be spiteful.

"You know, Mark, this is all your fault. Ever since middle school, you've pretended to be my friend, but you would hurt me with your rude comments about my appearance. When we were in Jr. High School and High School, you'd go out of your way to hurt me even more. Remember those years? It was when I was getting fat. I spent more time hiding from you, than anything else. I didn't want to be seen by you or anyone else. After high school, my blood sugar got so high that I had to be put in the hospital for treatments. Even after that you still treated me like shit..."

The six-inch tall man's feet hit the soft carpet. He surveyed his surroundings and was startled by the sheer size of Nancy's body. She looked taller than the statue of Liberty that he visited years ago.

Her high heel shoes dragged across the carpet, as the voluptuous woman scuffed the floor. The sound was loud, as if a car with its breaks locked was being dragged across the concrete. Her shapely pale legs shone with the afternoon light.

Mark looked up to her bare thighs and saw how slim her legs looked. There was still a bit of fat on her legs but it was a far cry from what it use to be. He shook his head, thinking it was the depth perception altering his vision.

Her abbreviated skirt made her all that much more attractive. The huge mounds of her breasts pushed the low cut top low enough to show off a generous portion of her cleavage. The bottom side of her top shadowed over her soft pudgy tummy as if it were a cliff.

The towering woman shifted as if she might topple over from the lack of balance. Her emerald eyes sparkled down at him. Long strands of brown hair fell over her shoulders, covering up parts of the milky white flesh of her breasts as she leaned over him.

"When you left for the armed service for three years, I thought I was finally going to be rid of you. But your buddies took your place. Every where I went, one or two of them would be there to torment me..." she took a deep breath and continued.

"But I got smart and found a way to get a restraining order slapped on them. When they broke it, they went to jail! With that out of the way, I was able to get some rest. I took a long look at myself and decided to do something about it."

Her thick fingers slid from the sides of her chest down to her waist to emphasize her figure. Mark's eyes were riveted to her figure eight figure. He felt a stirring in his loins but he ignored it.

"As you can see, for two and half years, I've managed to loose 180 pounds. Going from 330 pounds of ugly fat down to 150 pounds of striking figure. From the way your mouth is hanging open, you're probably shocked by my new figure... Oh and I'm still losing weight, Mark! Hopefully, within the year, I'll have the body that I've always wanted!"

"I'm getting a lot of appreciative comments from the men around town. I can't tell you how much that feels good to me! But I've turned all of them down. All because I'm saving myself for you, Mark. Yes, you!"

The shrunken man didn't like what he was hearing from her. He began to look for the door and found it behind the titanic Nancy. Without waiting for her to finish, he sprinted for the gateway to his freedom. Minding her high heels, he ran between her feet. The sheer size of her body terrified him as he made his way under her.

The brunette giantess giggled as she watched him run between her legs. Her body shivered with goose bumps as she compared him to the heel of her shoes. It made her desire him that much more.

"You see Mark, the way I figure, since it was you who made me gain all that weight with your torments, I'm going to hold you responsible for making me feel bad about myself. I think you should be the one to pay for it."

He pumped his arms as he ran across her carpet. Mark was glad he kept his running after he left the Marines. He judged the distance to be three quarters of a mile to the doorway. Suddenly, he felt something vibrate the carpet. Another vibration shook the carpet, only stronger. He turned in time to see Nancy casually strolling across the room. Her giant strides carried her swiftly past him as if he were standing still. Her body scent washed over his senses.

He screamed, "No!" when her fingers gently pushed the door. It swung past him as he got close to it. He had hoped that he could stop the door with his body, but he knew the weight of the door would only knock him aside as if he were a gnat. The door slammed shut, sealing him inside the room with the busty giantess.

"You bitch!" the little man screamed at her, "You said you would let me go!"

"Well, I changed my mind. You waited too long. A girl changes her mind as often as the wind changes direction... And don't call me names. It's not nice!" Nancy peered down at the little puppet.

"Fuck you, you fat bitch!" his tiny voice screamed.

Trying to curb her anger, she slowly flicked her foot at him as if she were tapping a ball. But to Mark, it felt like a car slamming into him. His thin body bounced and tumbled a few feet away from her.

The young giantess smiled, pleased that she had not killed him. She wanted him to suffer for a long time. Her green eyes watched him struggling to get up.

"I warned you about calling me names," she said as she dropped to her knees.

He stared up at Nancy. Her huge massive breasts high above looked like a tantalizing treat that was taunting him. Just one of her monstrous breasts was enough to pin him down. She smiled at him as if she knew what he was thinking.

"You know little man, I've been thinking what you could to do to make up for all those horrible years. I've been repudiating all those men who wanted to fuck my brains out. I'm handing the opportunity to you on a silver platter. I want you to eat me, little man!"

Mark stared in shock at the giant woman. He didn't know if she was playing a cruel joke on him or not. Almost immediately she answered his question by lifting the hem of her skirt, revealing her thick bushy crotch. Her aroma hit him like a wave.

"See, I'm not wearing any panties," the young girl giggled. "I'm so wet looking down at you! Eat me out, now!" she demanded.

This was just too much for the little man. He screamed, "If you think I'm going to suck some fat chick's cunt, I've got news for you! Fuck you! You're a..."

He never got to finish, her hand came down on him so fast he never saw it coming. Tree trunk size fingers locked around his arms and chest in a crushing grip. Without any effort on her part, she lifted the little man up to her face. Her grip prevented him from drawing in air to his lungs, which also kept him from saying anything else.

Nancy the giantess could see his face was turning red as he fought to breathe. Right now, she wanted to apply more pressure on his puny body and watch his body explode into a bloody pulp, but it would have been too quick. She wanted him to suffer for as long as possible.

"Little man, I told you three times not to call me names or use profanity. You know what? I don't think you got hugged enough as a child. Tell you what, I'll give you a nice big hug to make up for all those times you needed one. How's that?"

Mark was seeing stars floating before his eyes. His brain wasn't registering when she lowered him between her vast cleavage. His lungs suddenly got air as she released him. His training in the marines kicked in, snapping him into semi-awareness, but his brain failed to recognize where he was. His arms strained to push away from her chest but he was no match against her sheer immense size. Nancy easily held him in place as she enclosed her breasts around his tiny body. She lightly squeezed her breasts together. Her velvety skin enclosed him, making it hard for him to breathe again.

Although she was using the utmost care not to break his body, the little man screamed. The young woman was startled, nearly dropping her prisoner. She lessened the pressure a fracture and suddenly Mark slipped between her fleshy tits to the floor.

"Oops! Sorry about that Mark! Let me pick you up and give you a real good hug!" she giggled.

The diminutive little man staggered from her advancing hand, "Stop! I give up!" He screamed, "I'll do whatever you want!"

"Do what? I don't remember asking you for anything."

"To suck your pussy!"

The giant young woman smiled as she brought his tiny body up close to her face. Her emerald eyes could see that his face was a mask of terror.

"Mmm... You don't look like you want to suck my pussy."

"How do you expect me to look!! You're scaring the shit out of me!"

"I suppose you're right about that, but you're not convincing me that you really want to do it."

The small man struggled to free himself from her grip. Standing up, Nancy gazed calmly upon him, waiting for him to beg her. She didn't have long to wait.

"Please, Nancy! I promise you won't regret it..." he whimpered. Mark went on for a bit, begging her to let him suck her cunt, while he struggled to get out of her tight fingers. She let him babble for a minute or so before silencing him with her thumb. His little head squirmed under her thumb. She held her index finger to her lips motioning for him to be quiet. "All right little man. I'll let you service me, but I want you stark naked when you do it," she smiled wickedly.

Before Mark could object, her log size fingers began tearing his clothes off. Her long fingernail was razor sharp as it shredded his clothes to ribbons. Within seconds, he was stark naked in the palm of her hand. "Oops! Did you want your clothes back? I don't think there's anything left for you to wear. I guess you'll just have to go naked for a while longer," she giggled. He tried to cover himself up, especially at the area of his groin. She giggled as she brushed aside his arms without any effort. Her green eyes gazed at his mini projectile.

"Not much there, is it?" she smiled, "but then again, you won't be needing it for a while!"

She walked to her bed with her new toy and tossed him onto it. Mark screamed as he sailed through the air, arousing her even more. As he lay on her bed, trying to stand up, she unzipped her dress. Mark turned around just in time to see her dress fall to the floor, reveling her gorgeous body - she was huge! Nancy's creamy white skin only highlighted her full, sensual curves. She slowly ran her hands up and down her body as she walked to join him on her queen sized bed.

He is so small and helpless, she thought. "Mmm," she moaned, "you look so cute..." She put her hands on either side of him and leaned down to give him a kiss. Mark was terrified as she approached - her breasts looked gigantic, the size of cars! Mark stepped backwards in fear and tripped. Before he could move out of the way, her lips hit him, then a second later her breasts smashed into him, pressing him into the mattress.

"Suck my nipples," Nancy said, even though she doubted he could hear her. After a moment of enjoying his squirming, she lifted her body off of him - she didn't want to wear him out too soon. She found his gasping for breath a real turn on. Nancy wondered if she would be able to restrain her lust long enough to get full use out of her little toy.

Being careful not to kneel on Mark, she crawled into bed over him - nice and slow, so he would have plenty of time to look up at her. When her pussy was over him, she had to fight the urge not to grind it into him, to rub her pussy against his pathetic little body, to fuck him as hard and as long as she could, until she came all over him.

Mark watched her climb over him. Her skin looked soft and smooth, and he could feel the heat radiate from her body. He almost screamed when her pussy was right above him - she stopped and began to lower her hips toward him. He could see how wet she was, smell her excitement, hear her heavy breathing. But she continued on her way to the head of the bed.

As her feet went past his head, Mark began to breath heavy also - out of fear. He wondered how any thing - any one - could be so big. She reached over, grabbed him, and threw back about five acres of covers. Without waiting for a word from him, she dropped him down between her shapely thighs. The brunette rested upon her ass and spread open her legs.

Mark was met with a blast of her musky fragrance. Her smooth creamy thighs walled him in and came to a v-point where her crotch ended. He could see that her butterfly doors were as tall as he was. The little man looked up. Her breasts overshadowed him. He could see her smiling down at him, but her green eyes were serious. If he tried to back out, Nancy might not be so forgiving.

He moved toward her pussy. Her massive body began to tremble. Mark was very afraid for his life. What if she forgot he's down there as she goes into a spasm? His life might as well be over should she close her thighs on him. Moving carefully towards her thick bush, her clitoris oozed out between the folds of her labia. Clear fluid slowly dripped down the fleshy slit. Nancy was definitely getting excited.

He touched the clit that was face level. The nub felt warm and thick to his touch. A film of sticky ooze coated his hand as he pulled away from it. He pressed his mouth to the warm vibrant shaft. The giant woman shrieked as he raked his fingernails across it. Her entire body jerked, knocking him to the ground. Mark felt as if a bus had knocked him down. He stared at the quivering slit.

Her thunderous voice, although in a low sotto, whispered, "Don't stop or I'll fucking make your life miserable!"

Her hand swooped down and picked him up with her thumb and forefinger. His body was slammed against her furry mass and dropped there. He staggered for a bit from the impact. His chest heaved as he tried to regain his breath. Waiting for the swirling spots to fade away, he was prodded in the back by her massive finger.

"I said don't stop!"

The finger prodded him again and pushed him towards her moist cunt. Not given any chance to recover, Mark moved back towards the fleshy double doors. Once again he touched the nub and this time, Nancy stayed still. With more confidence, he moved closer to her. Her wet labia glistened from the light shining behind him. With more pressure, he massaged her crotch vigorously, bringing a moan from the giant woman.

He looked up to see her hand teasing one of her gigantic nipples. He saw her beautiful face smiling down at him. With two fingers, she pushed back the mass of her pubic hair and opened her vulva to where Mark could see the pink walls.

Nancy's voice rumbled "C'mon little man! Give it to me! Make me cum!"

Suddenly the shrunken man was shoved against her labia by her other hand. Try as he might, he couldn't move away from her musky cunt.

The young dark haired woman shivered as she felt the little man struggle between her fingers and pussy. The situation was too wild for her mind. For months, she dreamed that she would get her revenge for what he had done to her. Now everything she ever wanted was in the palm of her hand.

The sound of Mark's muffled screams sent a trail of goose bumps down her back. Her body trembled as she parted her wet vulva wider and shoved him inside her body. She bit her lip as she fought not to scream from the sexual rush she felt coursing through her body. Slowly, she pumped his body in and out of her pussy and gradually began to increase the tempo.

The shapely young woman began to thrust her hips as she continued to pump her little prisoner in and out of her body. With her free hand, she rubbed her clit. Her body quaked from the electric sensation that ran through her body. Nancy fought not to pass out from her body being overloaded with sensual pleasure.

As she neared her climax she slowed her thrusting, took a deep breath and slowly pulled the little man out until only his head was in her pussy.  She slowly pushed him back in. His pitiful squirming felt so good!

"Oh, yeah... that's it... little man... in me... oh I'm going to cum oh oh ..." She held back her climax as long as she could, moving him in and out of her wet pussy, faster then slower.  She thought about little Mark, her pet, her little pussy pet - inside her sopping wet pussy, at her mercy.  She looked down between her legs at the little man in her pussy.  Mark's body glistened with her juices.

Nancy bit her lip - she was going to cum - using her little pet to pleasure herself.  "Uhh, uhh, uhh" she grunted as her climax hit. She shoved Mark into her pussy as far as she could, cupped her hand over her pussy, then closed her legs tight.  She grabbed her breasts, squeezing them together, and pinched her nipples.

As she came, waves of pleasure traveled up and down her body.  She felt Mark begin to struggle as her pussy spasmed and squeezed him - electric sparks went off as she climaxed again.  He fought even harder - and she came again, then again, and again.

When she was too tired to hold her legs closed, she let them go limp.  Her shapely legs fell open, allowing the trapped little man to wash from within her as her juices oozed from her body. A white puddle formed between her legs on the bed, with Mark in the middle of it, coughing and holding his chest. She smiled dreamily as her body slowly cooled down. She picked Mark up and slowly, gently, rubbed him up and down her cunt.

"That felt so good, little man. I'm glad you wanted to eat me," she teased. "But I didn't let you finish - you can do that now." Nancy let go of Mark, and he began to halfheartedly rub her vulva. "You said you wanted to eat me, not rub me... lick my pussy, Mark, now."

Mark knew by the sound of her voice he had no choice. He began to use his tongue on her huge pussy - he already had so much of her juices on him, and in his mouth and nose, that he couldn't taste her any more.

Nancy watched her little slave lick her pussy. She owned him, and he would do anything she said. She began to slowly run her fingers across her body, flicking her nipples with her fingernails. Her little pet was going to provide her with hours of fun.

"Do you like the taste of my pussy, Mark?"

Before he could think, he shouted "No!"

"Is that so, huh? Then let's try something different..." With a quick thrust of her hips, Nancy slammed her wet pussy against Mark. She was amazed at how far he flew back. She rolled over onto her stomach, and with her sexy legs still spread, said to Mark: "you can kiss my ass!"

Mark couldn't believe what he was hearing. He slowly got up. As he walked to her perfect ass, he wondered how he was going to get out of this. Nancy spread her legs even wider, giving him a good view of his destination.

"I'm waiting, lover boy! Do I need to give you a hand?" She reached behind her, but Mark was able to dodge her. After several attempts, Nancy just closed her legs. Trapped between her soft thighs, Mark could do nothing but wait.

Nancy grabbed him and spread her legs again. She positioned him between her massive cheeks and dropped him head first in her crack. Before Mark could move again she had him pinned. She carefully adjusted him into position and began to push him toward her ass. Mark struggled in vain and began to scream.

"No! Please! I want your pussy! Please let me lick your pussy! Stop!"

His screams didn't stop until Nancy started to rub his face against her ass. Luckily for Mark some of her cum had dribbled out of her pussy and down into her crack earlier while she was fucking him. The lubrication prevented most of the pain. But she soon tired of just simple rubbing. He thought his head was going to explode when her finger hit the back of his head. As gently as she could, Nancy started to push his head into her ass.

Mark's legs kicked violently against her plush ass cheeks. Nancy was enjoying her game, dominating the little man, making him do whatever she wanted. Rubbing his face in her ass was making her horny again. She wondered how far she could shove his head up her ass. Serves him right, she thought. But her game ended abruptly when she realized his body had gone limp. She didn't mean to smother him with her ass until he was unconscious - she wasn't done with him yet.  Nevertheless, she plucked him from her ass and rolled over.

Nancy peered at the figure she held between her thumb and forefinger. She held him by one of his legs as she brought him up for a closer look. His entire body was still coated with her juices. His face had a shade of red as his chest heaved to inhale oxygen.

The brunette chuckled, "I see that you're still alive. I guess you'll be around for me to use you again." She didn't expect him to answer, but was pleasantly surprised to hear a moan escape his lips.

She climbed out of her bed. Taking extra care, she made sure she didn't loose her cargo. She moved across her room to the closet and pulled out an old birdcage and deposited the diminutive little man inside. A surge of triumph swelled up inside Nancy as she looked down at her prisoner. It had been a long time since she felt this good.

She took a nice long shower. Her body was still tingling from their love making. She considered it making love since she loved to torture and humiliate him. She finished showering and dried off. She stripped the sweaty and cum stained sheets from her bed and replaced them with her special silk sheets. She knew she would have a very special night when she returned from her business trip in a few days.

She prepared two small bowls of water for Mark: one hot, for washing, and the other cold, for drinking. Being as kind as she was, Nancy put an ice cube in his drinking bowl. Seeing that Mark was still asleep, she covered him with a soft wash cloth. He's so lucky to have me, she thought.

Her plane was leaving in just a few hours. She checked to make sure everything was packed, then sat down to write Mark a letter.

Mark - I'll be out of town for a few days. You have fresh water to drink and bathe, so make yourself at home.  I haven't left you any food - I'll have a nice hot meal for you when I come home. I hope you like eating in bed!

                        hugs & kisses,

                                    Nancy