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He shied away briefly and then approached her foot and started to rub it as hard as he could, pressing his hands against it first, then resorting to forearms and elbows. Then he used his shoulders rubbing against her foot with all of his bodyweight.

Her foot impulsively jerked a few times as it felt more like tickling than massaging, but once she got used to that it actually felt quite good.

She looked down at what she could see of him behind her foot and had a sudden feeling of power and ownership like she had never felt before over anything before.

He massaged her foot for about 10 minutes and then stepped around her foot to look directly up at her.

“How was that?” He asked up at her hopefully, his face willing acceptance from her.

“Good, thank you,” she replied down at him sweetly. He smiled, nodding, pausing and waiting for what he was looking for. When it didn’t come;

“So… do you think you can ask your mum to make me big again?” he asked, almost apologetically.

She creased her face up in indecision, then gently picked him up to analyse him closely.

“Is that it? Is that all you’re going to do to please me?” She feigned her disappointment.

“What else can I do?” He asked, thinking, “I can sing-”

“I know,” she cut him off, disinterested in any solution he would put forward. She put him down on the bed so quickly it almost winded him.

She pulled off her pyjama top and allowed her perky and rounded breasts to fall to her chest, then lifted her hips above him and slipped off her knickers.

She lowered herself down to the bed and looked down at him, biting her lower lip. She revelled in his renewed look of fear and anxiety. She could see his tiny face looking up at her naked body in absolute dread and a slight tinge of awe. She was a beautiful young lady indeed.

“I think you should massage me all over my body,” she smiled down at him. She was surprised at how quickly and impulsively her body had acted; her mind was whirling to keep up.

The sudden feeling of ultimate power, a completely new sensation, owning him, and also being giant compared to him and naked towering above him all mixed to create a cocktail of feelings that gave her such a rush. The most exciting thing was that it was all so easy.

Unlike anyone else he had to do what she told him.

It wasn’t embarrassing at all. He was just a little thing that she… owned. He was completely hers. He was a sentient being, not just a pet mouse or hamster. She decided his fate.

The look of terror on his face was… tantalising and fascinating.

“Please, I don-”

“I thought you wanted to please me,” she lowered the corners of her mouth as he started to stagger back from her giant naked form soaring above him.
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