Category: Giantess Roleplay

Trinity 1-844-332-2639 ext 285

This is a giantess fantasy: I wanted him beneath my heels! To worship me! He was trembling before I even stepped into the room. I towered above him—six-inch stilettos on, black latex hugging every curve. To me, he looked no taller than a doll, kneeling on the hardwood floor with wide eyes and a bulge straining in his pathetic little cage. You’re so small,” I whispered, circling him like a predator. “So easy to break.”

I leaned down, just enough for him to catch a glimpse of my breasts swelling against the latex. His lips parted like he wanted to worship them—but I wasn’t here to be soft. “I could crush you,” I said, lifting one heel and placing the sharp tip between his legs. He whimpered. I laughed. “Hahahaha! You’re pathetic!” I loved watching him squirm. I was a goddess to him, untouchable, unstoppable, and he was nothing but a plaything.

I picked him up like a toy—his light little body pressed to my chest—and carried him to the bed. He gasped as I spread my legs, lowering him between my thighs like I was offering him heaven. “Prove yourself,” I growled, grabbing the back Continue reading “Beneath My Heels” →

Diana 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 248

I awoke this morning with the strangest sensation – everything felt different. As I sat up and swung my legs over the side of the bed, I realized with a start that my feet touched the floor without even dangling off the mattress. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I looked around in confusion. The ceiling seemed much closer than usual. Perplexed, I stood up slowly and made my way to the bathroom mirror.

I gasped in shock at my reflection. Towering over the sink and toilet, I had to duck my head to avoid bumping it on the ceiling. My usual petite frame had transformed overnight into that of an Amazonian giantess, easily 12 feet tall! I pinched myself on the arm, wondering if this was all just a bizarre dream. But the sensation was real. Somehow, impossibly, I had grown to gigantic proportions while I slept.

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Shrinking Man

*LUCY* 844-332-2639 xxx- 221

I have always thought of myself as someone who’s curious about all things out of the ordinary, but nothing could have prepared me for the day I met a shrinking man. I actually discovered this tiny man in my shoe believe it or not.

It all began when I was about to slip my foot into my favorite pair of heels one morning. As I lifted the shoe, something small and unusual caught my eye—a miniature figure no bigger than a matchstick.

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Tiny Little Pantie Pest

Francie 1844-332-2639 xXx 208

You know the saying, “I’ve got ants in my panties?” Well, I have tiny little tic-tac-sized pests in my panties. It isn’t what you think, lol. No, I’ve been shrinking and collecting men to keep in my undies for my own pleasure. I have about six men in there now who’ve been blasted with my laser beam. They shrink before my eyes register the flash, and I must wear special glasses to find them afterward. Sometimes, they almost escape through the puddle of clothes left over from the sudden size change.

Once I’ve found the new little toy, I peel back my panties and add the little pest to my collection. I really love the way they squirm and crawl around on my pussy all day. The panties I keep them in are too tight for anyone to escape. The only way they are getting out of that hot, moist terrain is if I’d let them. And I’m never letting them out of my control!

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to “Client T”. One of the many things he and I love is fine jewelry. 

Whenever Client T and I go out, I pack my bag that he is in very carefully. I want him to be protected. 

Therefore, I grab my gradient purple, blue, and dark blue Chanel Calfskin shopping tote. Inside, I pack the bag with Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Chanel scarves for extra padding and comfort. I always want to make sure Client T is safe and comfortable when he rides in my purse. I take out so many belongings I usually have so nothing bumps him. 

First, I call Client T and me a private car to take us shopping. Once were inside the private black car. I take Client T out of my purse with my right hand.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

This blog is dedicated to “Client T”. 

On my dresser, now moved to my nightstand, is a pink leather Guess by Marciano jewelry box. In addition, I have an antique crystal Waterford dish that I put my daily jewelry in. Both were gifted to me by relatives. 

Now, it’s perfect, because Client T is only 3 inches tall. He is the perfect person to guard all my jewelry, especially my rings. 

Never having been married, I do not have an engagement ring or wedding band. I do have three rings I wear daily, which Client T does a great job of guarding when he takes them off at bedtime. 

However, my jewelry box is full of treasures. Having had family in the jewelry business growing up, I received a lot of very nice gifts. 

First, there is a sterling silver butterfly ring that is flat, with no sharp edges Next, there is a 1-karat ruby that is shaped like a rhombus. It is set in white gold with 0.5-karat diamonds around it.

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Jemma – 1844-332-2639 ext 303

One question I am often asked in The Playroom is what my hands look like, feel like, and what kind of rings I wear on my fingers. 

Writing this blog, specifically for those tiny clients I love. 

Let’s start with my bare hands and fingers.

I’ll admit something embarrassing. Epilating is when you use a little “razer-like” machine to remove hair from your body. I epilate my hands and fingers because I have dark hair, and I hate seeing tiny hairs growing on my fingers or the dorsal side of my hand. So, they are smooth and completely hairless. Not to mention, I am addicted to hand lotion and apply it constantly. Nice, soft, and supple. Just like my tits. 

Next, as for my fingers, I wouldn’t say there is anything particularly unique about them. My ring finger, middle finger, and index finger on both hands are usually a size 7-8, weather dependent. When it is really cold my fingers shrink and when it is hot, they swell, as they do for most people. Did you know, none of your fingers are the same size? Just because your left index finger is a size 7, does not mean your right would be. 

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Anna 844-332-2639 EXT 203

I would love someone small and helpful. Someone teeny tiny, who could help me with small things, go with me everywhere and be with me all the time. Like a precious little toy, but a teeny tiny man who would I could play with and have fun with. Would you want me as your giant macro girlfriend?

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paris's big disappointment   I want to know what was a big disappointment for you sexually? Here is a story about mine and the most recent one at that. So there is this guy. To me he is so fricking sexy, my panties get wet and I go stupid any time he I am around him. Well, for the past five years I have been trying to fuck him. Not only does he look delicious but I heard he has a huge cock as well. My problem is I could never tell if he was interested in me like that so I always freeze when trying to make a move and epically fail at it.

For five years people, pathetic I know I know. Well one day comes along actually about two weeks ago. We are going for a drive and all the sudden he puts his hand on my legs very close to my pussy. I froze mid-sentence not sure of what to do. Then, he grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. Oh my it was so hard I could feel it throbbing through his pants. I told him don’t start something you can’t finish. After that.. Continue reading “Big Disappointment” →

Cindy (844-332-2639) ext 435

Last week while getting our freak on, I asked you if you would try on my little satin light blue panties. You kind of laugh and kindly agree. So you slip them up his legs slowly. I tell you, you have to shave your legs first. As I prepare you a bubbly tub of water, I watch you ready the razor and shaving cream. You seem to have more excitement than me. Indeed, I know you were always on the feminine side. But never before had I seen you so willing to become my little bitch. After all, you know I will peg you while you wear a skimpy little bra and panties set. I watch you as you slather the peppermint-scented foam onto your hairy legs. Instantly, I notice just how much you enjoy shaving your legs. You can’t get enough of that freshly-shaven feeling. I need to take it a step further…

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