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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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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?

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