The Tsarina Giantess and The Shrunken Man Phone Sex

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In my Kingdom we tell many strange tales. Tales of vampyres who can only be kept at bay by crucifixes, holy water and ropes of garlic. Of witches like that most evil of all witches, Baba Yaga, who lives in a hut built from the bones of men and women, set a top a pair of scaly legs of large chicken that runs as she commands it, pursuing her victims to add their bones to her grotesque collection. We tell tales of men who turn into fierce werewolves when the moon it is full, tales of spirits who cannot rest but are condemned to walk the earth in form of wraiths and can be seen by those who are sensitive to such occult beings.  And stories also of Giantesses and shrinking men.

But you see, these are not mere fairy tales or imaginings. They are true things and I believe in them completely for I have seen with my own eyes some of the things that after first youth, you closed your eyes to, perhaps with more than a little regret. And I have many times in my life become a Giantess….

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Making You My Bitch Phonesex

The Divine Mistress Jasmine 1-844-332-2639 ext. 262

“Sssss,” I whisper to you, like sound of serpent in your ear. You are asleep amid the sumptuous satin sheets and velvet comforter on my big canopy bed. You begin to awake as you always do–your body naked, spread-eagle on your stomach. You begin to stretch. But wait, there is something not quite right this time. You try to move but you cannot. You are bound tightly by the wrists and ankles to the mahogany bedposts. “What?” you say to me, still sleepy, still not sure what is happening. “What?” I echo, a cruel smile playing upon my crimson lips. “What are you doing, Jasmine,” you say as you begin to realize what is happening. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“I am playing with you,” I answer, moving closer to you but not so close that you can touch me. “Like cat with little mouse.”

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Show me the pole. Phonesex

Come on and see about me sugar.

I will be having you pay me to know every detail about myself, my fetishes, who I’ve fucked, the amount of money I have made in the champagne room while stripping in some of the biggest clubs in vegas.

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Giant Pedicure Phonesex

* Bertha * 844-332-2639 x325 *

I had a dream last night. I was larger than life! In a physical sense, not just metaphorically. I must have been 50 feet tall if not bigger. I could feel the air like a blanket pass my limbs as I moved and the ground shook and vibrated with each step. It felt amazing! All the people at my feet gazing up me at wonder were like ants scattered around my toes.

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Exploring my Naked Body in Bed Phonesex

Fun for One

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Thumbing my fingers down my neck and over each breast, down my soft navel and stopping as I reach my tender pussy lips… I’m wondering why am I doing this and not someone else.  Or even better two other people. One nibbling and sucking on my breasts.  While the other plays peek-a-boo with their fingers in and out of my wet pussy.

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Phonesex Tiny Get Well Present

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I wasn’t feeling very well. My friend brought me some soup and a little get well present. It was a small box with a big bow and tiny holes in the top of it. She guaranteed that whatever was in it would make me feel much better. I sat it on the bedside table and forgot about it until later that night as I was wishing I could go to sleep.

I reached over to pick up the box and shook it next to my ear. I could hear something rattling against the walls and what sounded like very tiny high yips or squeaks. I shook it more trying to figure out what it could possibly be until I couldn’t stand the suspense anymore. I untied the ribbon and lifted the lid from the box and I couldn’t believe it. Inside was a miniature bus and what looked like little tiny bugs until I looked more closely and saw that they were actual shrunken people beside the bus.

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Phone Sex Therapy with Ms Marilyn

Sometimes my calls are not what many think.  I get many calls from men with problems. Sexual problems. Some are ashamed of their fantasies; some are addicted and overwhelmed with how their needs are taking over their lives.  Some are confused. And some just need someone to talk to about their deep dark secrets. I listen as they talk, I ask leading questions and give them observations.  I have enjoyedexperienced and explored sexuality most of my adult life, most of it alternative sex, BDSMcuckoldingpoly relationships, ageplay and family funsissy training and swinging to name a few, and am willing to share those experiences if they help someone understand himself better.

So, if you have fantasies and needsfetishes and kinks that you can’t share with anyone in your life, if you need therapyguidance, and understanding and extremely non-judgemental ear, then give me a call. I am always here to listen. And remember, there are no taboos, and no limits. Nothing you will say is going to shock me.  Titillate maybe, but not shock.

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Sissy Has A Giantess Fetish Phone Sex

You’ve certainly outdone yourself this time, my sissy slut. By submitting to me, you’ve given me super human power to grow into the gigantic goddess that you’ve been fantasizing about. I don’t know how you did it, but I can now dominate you as a huge mistress and carry you around in my designer purse. Ooooh maybe you can hold onto the heels of my spiked stilettos!

I’m so tall that I can see the tops of the tallest buildings and I can put you up there to look too. Your clitty cock is getting so stiff because you know that I’m going to have so much fun with you. Perhaps I will hide you in my hot wet pussy for a while. Mmmmm that feels nice. I can’t wait to have more adventures with you my kinky little sissy slut. Behave, now! *giggle*

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A Trophy Wife’s Goddess Rampage Phonesex part1

The email said that he had to go meet a client and he would be back in a few days and how sorry he was that he couldn’t say goodbye in person but that he had arranged for a surprise to be delivered to the house. A few hours later the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find a box with my name on it but no one to be seen. Assuming it was my trophy wife hush present I brought it inside.

I set the plain brown box on the table looking for any sign of where it was from but there was nothing just my name. Opening the box I pulled out a 2 ft long domed cityscape.  How odd. I looked for a button to push or key to turn thinking maybe it was musical or animated in some way but it appeared to be just a miniature replica of the typical metropolitan city. I was a little angry as I tried to understand why he would send me a tiny city, when I could have had shoes, clothes or jewelry. I picked up the miniature and tossed it on the bed while I undressed deciding to take a long hot bubble bath.

Sadie

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Phonesex Shrunk For My Collection

I looked at the glass globe on my mantel, the perfect tiny replica of a Victorian village. It needed something to bring it to life. I looked at the others where tiny men were hiking in tiny forests and running through miniscule cityscapes and felt the same hot thrill of power light up inside of me. I need to complete this globe but how?

I found just what I needed, a group of young men playing football on a wide front lawn. I knew they would be perfect for my collection. I called out to them asking for directions. They all came to me testosterone filled to vie for my attention. Softly I began the chant, locking eyes with each of them. Each leaned forward to hear more clearly.  All the agreement I needed.  My voice rose more powerfully until each began to shrink, smaller and smaller until they were but little flecks in the white snow.

With the tip of my finger I picked each one up, gasping as their chilled tiny bodies were shoved deep into my bra. Being crushed by my plump warm breasts had them pulling off their clothes making my nipples hard.  When I removed my bra I found 8 tiny naked men sheltered around my nipples. Some tumbled down into my lap others clung to my nipple their tiny bodies trying to climb up my body. One caught between my fingers squeezed tightly being lifted to my lips. Did I really need all 8?

Sadie

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