“There,” she said, putting down the pencil box on the desk. “A place for everything and everything in its place.”

Victoria flitted about the apartment, cleaning and rearranging as she went. Her boyfriend was at work and she liked to make herself useful, even if it meant she had become more and more domestic over the past few months. They had been dating for over a year and a half and living together for close to six months now, though in her mind it seemed much longer than that.

She whistled to herself as she sorted the laundry into hampers. He insisted that he could do his own, but she didn’t mind. She figured that as long as she was unemployed, she would do the best she could to keep things running. That way, they would have more time for fun when together. She picked up a piece of his laundry, holding it up to her face and inhaling deeply. She loved his scent, which was another reason she did not mind handling the clothes.

Two hours later, the laundry was done and she sat again, sorting and storing the clean clothing in the various drawers. She hung his shirts up one by one, threading the hangars through the neck holes before hanging them neatly in a row. That’s when she noticed something odd: on the top shelf of his closet, the corner of a rectangular object poked out just ever so slightly.

“Oh? What’s this?” she said, looking up at the mystery object. It was too high for her to reach, even on her tiptoes, so she went to the kitchen and dragged one of the chairs over. Standing up on it, she grasped the object, pulling down a small notebook.

“Interesting!” she said as she sat down, cross-legged on the chair, staring at her find. She opened the cover and gasped as she saw the title.

MY JOURNAL

The book contained the private thoughts and musings of her boyfriend, Kevin. Page after page was filled with writings and sketches which expressed whatever was on his mind that day. On one page, he listed a recipe for banana bread that his mom had given to him. On the next page, there was a sketch of a Christmas scene that he had spent with his family a number of years ago. She flipped forward to around a year and a half ago and found an entry where he described his feelings about her after their first date. Apparently he had really liked her from the very start and had hoped they could form a relationship someday.

“You won that one,” she said with a smile as she continued reading. There were descriptions of other dates as well as a passage where he had agonized over whether or not to ask her to move in and his fears she might think they were moving too quickly. That passage was, of course, followed by an entry describing his surprise and relief when she ended up bringing it up instead.

“Beat ya to it,” she laughed. She turned the page again and was suddenly confronted by a long entry.

‘Today I want to tell you about something that has been a part of me for a long time…’

She found the contents of this entry incredibly surprising. In it, Kevin explained that he had something called a ‘Giantess fetish’ and that he had never mentioned it before because he didn’t feel comfortable letting anyone know…not even his private journal. She was a little confused, but apparently Kevin had a secret sexual attraction to giant women. She read his fantasies of being shrunk down in size and dominated by a woman much larger than him, being made to service her and lick her feet. She was incredibly surprised: They had been sexual with each other for a while now, but never once had he mentioned his giantess or foot fixations.

“So interesting,” she mused as she turned the page. There was a drawing of a giant woman with a tiny man kneeling on the floor, kissing his feet. Above the woman’s head he had written “Victoria”. She blushed as she looked at the image, extremely flattered that he apparently imagined her in this role.

“If only,” she said as she reached the last entry, closing the book. She sat, pondering for a moment before replacing the book and returning the chair to the kitchen. She powered up her laptop and opened her internet browser.

“Giantess Fetish,” she said as she typed it into the search bar. She was immediately assailed by various porn sites, all promising ‘Hot XXX Giantess!’ videos. She clicked around a bit and finally found some forums that apparently existed on the subject.

“Oh my,” she said as she browsed through a series of pictures. Giant women towering above skyscrapers…normal sized women holding shrunken little people…tiny foot worshippers…tiny people being inserted and used as sex toys…buildings being used as dildos…little people being licked and tasted and even swallowed…it was A LOT to take in.

“Giantess foot fetish?” she said out loud, typing in the new search term. These results were more consistent: tiny men and women worshipping the gigantic feet of their ‘Goddess’. Even then they ranged in size, from Ken doll size, big enough to toe job, to merely an inch tall where they would be helplessly pinned beneath the Giantess’s big toe. There were even smaller sizes than that, with tiny, micro people haplessly trapped on the foot or toe of their Giantess, forever forced to live on the massive landscape of skin that was now their new reality.

“This is a lot to take in,” she said as she scrolled through. That’s when something in one of the forums caught her attention.

<WANT TO LIVE THE DREAM?>

Her curiosity was piqued, so she clicked the link and read the post. The poster was gushing about some sort of medication that claimed that it could actually make a person smaller. ‘A Shrinking Pill’ as they said.

“Yea right,” she said, scrolling down. But post after post after the initial one complimented the product. ‘Amazing…will use again.’  ‘OMG my girlfriend and I had an amazing time.’  ‘Incredible. Thank you thank you thank you!’  After reading the second page of positive comments she finally relented, clicking the link in the original post. She came to an order page where she could select the quantity of pills she wished to order. She selected one and added it to her cart. Her eyes went wide.

“Oh…wow…um…that’s expensive,” she said, staring at the price. This would hurt her bank account. A lot. And with her still unemployed…she was unsure if spending that much was such a good idea. She sat back a moment, really thinking about her options. She thought about the journal she had found just, smiling at the memory of the wonderful passages he had secretly written about her. She knew that she wanted to give him a gift that he would never forget…not to mention, if the present actually worked, she would be placed in a role that she’d never experienced before. She had to admit that she was intrigued.

She bit her lip, putting her hand back on the computer mouse. She moved the pointer to the ‘Checkout’ button, hovering over it for just a moment before clicking.

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“Mmm…wow, everything tastes great, honey,” Kevin said, taking another bite of his porkchop. Victoria smiled from across the table.

“I’m glad,” she responded. They had talked about going out for Christmas, but she didn’t want him to shell out for an expensive dinner. So, instead she suggested that they just dress up nice and have an intimate dinner at home.

“And these potatoes,” he continued, putting another forkful of the creamy, mashed vegetable into his mouth. “There’s something in there I can’t quite identify. Cumin?”

She grinned and touched her nose. She had mixed the powdery contents of the shrinking pill into his portion and she guessed that he could taste the difference. Of course…she wasn’t going to tell him that.

“It’s a secret. I’d like to make these again sometime.”

Kevin laughed and took a sip of wine. “Fine fine…you’re the chef. I’m more than happy to be the taster!”

He cleaned his plate and she cleared the table, taking the dishes to the kitchen before returning. He was still sitting at the table, tugging at his shirt collar, a bead of sweat going down his forehead.

“Hmm? Is everything okay?” she asked, mildly concerned.

“Yea…I’m fine…I’m just really warm all of a sudden.” He pulled at his shirt collar again and wiped his face. “Must be the wine.”

She laughed. “Getting all hot for me, huh?”

“I guess so!” he said, wiping his forehead again. “I’m going to the bathroom…I’ll be back in a bit.”

“Okay,” she replied. “I’ll get the eggnog ready.”

He nodded and headed to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He washed his hands and splashed a bit of cold water on his face before drying himself with a towel. Deep inside, he could feel a subtle tingling that he couldn’t quite pinpoint. It was enough for him to notice…but not really enough for him to feel concerned. He shook his head and replaced the towel, tugging at his shirt sleeve as it pooled ever so slightly against his wrist.

“I need to buy a shorter sleeve length,” he said to himself as he turned to leave. The cuffs of his pants were dragging ever so slightly on the ground and he raised an eyebrow.

“Hmm.”

Upon exiting he immediately ran into his girlfriend who handed him a small glass of eggnog.

“Merry Christmas,” she said, holding up her own glass. She couldn’t help but notice that he seemed just a little bit diminished, the same way that a person looks like when they slouch…only he was standing up straight.

“Merry Christmas,” he returned, taking a sip as well. “Mmm…yum.”

“Yea, I made it good this year,” she said with a sense of pride in her voice.

“You know what else is yum?” he said, putting the drink down. She squealed as he pulled her into his arms, putting her own drink down just in time as bent his head and met her lips with his, drawing her into a passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him close to her, feeling a light tingling down her back. Kevin was also feeling a rising tingling throughout his own body but barely noticed as his lips shifted against hers ever so slightly. Moments later, she became acutely aware of the fact that her head was straightening out with every second and she grinned before wrapping her arms around his neck and sticking her tongue into his mouth. He murmured as their tongues danced around each other, the tingles much stronger now until she finally withdrew, sucking in a deep breath. He smiled, his eyes still closed as she noticed that he was now the same height as her.

“How was that, Kevin?” she said, grinning with anticipation. He nodded his head, opening his eyes finally.

“Mmm…so tasty…I wanna-”

He stopped, instantly recognizing that something wasn’t right. He squinted for a moment as he met his girlfriend’s gaze straight in front of him.

“Did you put your heels on sweetie?” he said, looking down, only to discover that the both of them were standing flat on the ground in their socks. He looked back at her, then down on the ground, then back at her again and his eyes went wide.

“No…” he said, “No way…I’m-”

“Smaller!” she cried out with a giggle. “You’re as tall as I am!”

He was about to respond when the tingles swelled again. Victoria gasped as she watched her boyfriend shrink down a couple more inches right before her eyes.

“Well, you were,” she teased, placing her hand on top of his head. He was only as tall as her nose now. Kevin looked at his shirt sleeves which now hung down on his hands, leaving only his fingers visible. He reached down and tightened up his belt.

“How? How am I smaller?” he was intrigued but also incredibly shocked as, although he had often fantasized about shrinking, he had never considered that it could ever actually happen.

“I bought this pill off the internet…” she said, fascinated with how she was now the taller one between them.

“A mini pill?” he said, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh! Yea…you know what those are?”

“Of course I do…I just…didn’t know you did….”

“I did quite a bit of research. Especially after I found your secret journal.”

“You read my journal?!” he said, his voice ever so slightly higher as he stared at his taller girlfriend. She nodded.

“Mmhmm…you wrote a lot of interesting things in there about your ‘little’ fetish.”

He was about to respond when he felt himself tingling again. The shrinking immediately followed and he watched as Victoria’s face rose above him, her two bumps beneath her shirt coming into view as the shrinking halted.

“Aww…you’re even smaller! So cute!” she giggled, patting him on the head again. He couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed at his diminished stature as he stared up at her, still adjusting to the fact that this was really happening to him. She paused and frowned slightly.

“Are you…are you not enjoying yourself?” she said, a look of concern on her face.

“What? No!” he grabbed her hand, immediately finding it much bigger than his own. “Sweetie this…this is amazing! I…I’m just shocked, is all. It’s just too good to be true!”

She smiled again. “I’m glad,” she said, looking down at her dwindling boyfriend. “You know what’s also too good to be true?”

He was about to ask when she reached down and pulled off her sweater and he found himself face to face with her silky, black bra. His eyes went wide as she reached behind her back and undid the clasp, sliding the material away and exposing her chest to her little man. Her breasts were huge, the pink nipples standing at attention as he stared at her in awe.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” Victoria said.

“Huh? Oh! Yes ma’am!” Kevin didn’t have to be told twice as he threw himself at her, immediately clamping down on her breast and licking her with his tongue. She cried out and took a step back.

“C-careful! So sensitive!”

“Oh…hehe…sorry,” he said, turning a little red. He took another step forward, his pant leg dragging on the floor as he approached her huge breasts. This time, he gently placed his hand on the large globe, feeling her quiver beneath his touch. He leaned forward and planted a gentle kiss on the soft skin, hearing her inhale as he gently licked around her nipple.

“Ooo,” she cooed as he ran his tongue around her sensitive tip, avoiding the direct contact. The motion felt good at first but soon it became a tease as she felt her desire growing. She turned her torso, trying to place her nipple in his mouth.

“Ohh…so now you want it,” he teased, grinning up at her. She nodded and bit her lip. He winked and turned to draw her large nipple into his mouth when he felt the tingles rising again.

“Ack no!” he cried out, his voice getting higher as he began to shrink again, watching her breasts rise up before him. She watched him get smaller, both intrigued with her growing level of control over him, but also disappointed that he could no longer reach her chest.

“Well dang,” he said, standing eye level with her belly button. His shirt sleeves now hung over his arms, flopping around uselessly as his pants gave up, sliding down his legs and pooling on the floor. She giggled as she looked down at him.

“Adorable! It’s like you’re playing dress up!”

He put his hands on his hips.

“Ha…ha…ha, very funny,” he said, smirking as well. In truth, he was more than a little thankful for the gigantic shirt because seeing his girlfriend as an actual Giantess was more than enough to stir his loins and the fabric did a good job hiding his raging erection from sight.

“Well…I’m guess kind of useless at this size. Not tall enough to lick your breasts and not short enough to- ah!”

He cried out as she swooped down and lifted him up into the air. He was pretty light and she couldn’t help but plant a kiss on his tiny face. This caused him to squirm and elicited a giggle from the giant woman. She carried her little man over to the sofa and sat him on her lap, supporting his back with a huge hand as she held his tiny little body. He couldn’t help but blush with how easily she had been able to lift and move him…she was completely in control and he found it crazy hot.

“At least she still can’t see how excited this is making me,” he thought as he stared at her even larger chest. She guided him to her breast and he latched on, sending waves of warmth through her body as she cooed gently.

“Ooo yes,” she groaned as he darted his tongue over her sensitive nipple. She grasped the first of his shirt buttons, undoing it in a single motion.

“Let’s get this off…I don’t want any barriers between us.” He blushed, knowing exactly what she’d find at the end as she undid each one of his huge buttons, opening up his shirt and letting it fall away from his tiny body.

“Kevin!” she said as she exposed him. She looked at him with a faux-angry expression.

“What?” he said, a playful grin on his face as he played along. She pointed at his erect member.

“What? Is it my fault that this is the hottest fucking thing that has ever happened to me?”

She laughed as well. “Oh?” she said, reaching down and grasping his dick between her fingers. He gasped, feeling the tingles shoot down his back as his Giantess girlfriend grabbed his penis.

“Mmmm…kinda small but still n- oh!” she cried out as he began to shrink again, dwindling down in her lap. He watched her already large fingers grow even bigger around his shrinking dick and he couldn’t help but get even more turned on.

“Oh my…you just can’t stop getting smaller, can you?” she laughed, teasing him by running a finger down his dick. He moaned softly.

“H-hey…not my fault…you’re the one shrinking me.”

“Ohh…yes…which means I’m the one in charge.”

He felt a tinge of excitement at her words.

“Y-yes Vic…I mean, Goddess.”

Her eyes went wide. “Oh! Hmmm…Goddess.” She put a finger to her chin for a moment before smiling. “I like it. Yes…call me Goddess.”

“Yes Goddess,” he reiterated. His fantasy was becoming more and more perfect every second.

“And since I am your Goddess…”

She grabbed him with her arms and lowered him down to the ground. At his height, his head was perfectly posed between her huge legs and she couldn’t help but grin.

“Oh…this is perfect,” she said, standing. He gasped, looking up in awe at his massive Giantess of a girlfriend who now stood twice his height. She grinned down at him, enjoying the change in perspective as she slipped her thumbs into the band of her pants. Slowly, she pulled them down, depositing them onto the floor as she exposed her long, shapely legs and dark, black panties. She hooked her thumbs through the strings and removed her underwear before sitting back down. Kevin swallowed deeply as he stared straight ahead, eye level with her huge, wet sex. He licked his lips, looking up at his Goddess, wordlessly asking for permission.

“Go on, little one,” she said, laying back and spreading her legs, allowing him complete access to her most private area. He did as she asked, stepping forward, rubbing his hands over her sensitive thighs until they met with her sensitive lips. She quivered at his touch, moaning gently as he made contact with her, massaging the outside of her sexual organ as a prelude to the pleasure he could not wait to give her.

“Anything for my Goddess.”

Her scent was strong, permeating his nostrils with every breath he took. He inhaled deeply, drinking her in with every one of his senses before leaning in and running his tongue between her labia.

“Oh god,” she moaned, leaning back and closing her eyes as electricity shot up her spine. Kevin didn’t let her response distract him as he rolled his tongue over and between her sensitive lips, tasting her heavenly flavor. He leaned in farther, her juices flowing down his chin as he penetrated her with his tongue, rolling the small, wet organ over the walls of her vagina.

“Oh god…your little tongue,” she said, arching her back, pushing her pulsing sex up against her tiny man. Her juices flowed down his throat and he coughed, pulling back to catch his breath. A moment later, he was back in it, darting his tongue beneath her hood and stimulating her clit. She quivered and he felt her breathing change…the patterns he had grown to know and love throughout the many months they had been together. He closed his mouth around her clit, lapping away as he felt her building up to climax.

“Fuck!” she screamed, grabbing his head with her hand and pushing him hard against her. He flailed, increasing her sensations as she finally came, her entire body wracked with orgasm as she gyrated against him, completely covering him in her flowing juices. She shook again and again, losing herself in sexual ecstasy until, finally, she relaxed her grip, sitting back, her chest heaving as she recovered from the exertion. Kevin pulled away, wiping her essence from his face as he looked up.

“Did I do good, Goddess?” he asked. She opened her eyes, having temporarily forgotten that her boyfriend was standing half her height, his face covered in her sexual juices. She blushed slightly and couldn’t help but giggle.

“You did really good,” she said, reaching down and patting him on the head. He murmured happily from beneath her gigantic palm.

“If I did so good, Goddess,” he said, staring up at her, “Perhaps your little man deserves a reward?”

She raised an eyebrow, trying not to smirk.

“A reward? Did you have something specific in mind, little one?”

He shivered a little as she called him ‘little one’ and was about to answer when he felt the tingles again. He was shrinking again, sailing down in heigh past her thighs and knees, dwindling down inch by inch until he found himself standing not much higher than her ankles.

“Oh wow…you’re tiny now! Like a little Ken doll…a Kevin doll!” Victoria said, giggling uncontrollably as she looked down at her miniature boyfriend.

“Holy cow!” he cried, his voice little more than a squeak now as he stared up the massive trunks that were his girlfriend’s legs. Her head now seemed to be over a hundred feet up in the air as he traced the details of her body all the way down. He paused as he got to her long, slender feet, each one as long as he was tall, and felt his cheeks flushing slightly. Seeing him staring, she was reminded of the page in his journal where he had drawn her as a Giantess, representing himself as a tiny servant down below.

“See something you like?” she asked, spreading her toes apart. He gasped, feeling his heart pounding in his chest as her huge, slender toes moved in front of him, her big toe bigger than his head. He felt both insanely turned on and embarrassed at the same time, for although he had admired his girlfriend’s beautiful feet from the moment he had met her, he had been far too scared to tell her about it, worried that she might consider him a freak.

“I’ll bet that my long, painted toes look pretty nice to a tiny little slave like you,” she continued, grinning down at her little doll. Kevin felt shivers down his spine as she talked down to him. She reached down and he squeaked as she touched his head with her gigantic finger. She pressed him down, forcing him onto all fours before her.

“Worship me.”

“Yes Goddess,” he said, kissing her big toe without hesitation. He bent down again and again, kissing each toe down the line while remaining on his hands and knees. She giggled as she felt his tiny little kisses on her skin, watching as her little man shuffled back and forth, servicing her as she had commanded. Although she had started all this as a gift for him, she had to admit that she was really enjoying the power that came with being large and in charge.

“Stand up, slave,” she ordered. Kevin obeyed, withdrawing from her toes and standing up as ordered. She pivoted, extending her legs slightly as she raised her feet. His eyes went wide as he stared at her massive soles that now greeted him.

“Continue,” she said with a giggle. He moved forward, feeling the heat coming off her feet as he placed his hands against her soles. They were incredibly soft, just as he had always imagined. He pressed his hands against her, pushing as hard as he could as he placed a little kiss on her big toe.

“Oh! That’s nice,” she said. Despite his size, he was able to apply just enough force in one area to make her feel it. Each push sent warm, pleasant sensations through her foot, and she realized how sore her feet really were. She closed her eyes, enjoying the massage, which only served to incentivize the little man more as he pressed harder, using his entire body to deliver the best experience he could.

“Does that feel good, Goddess?” he squeaked up at her after a few minutes. She opened an eye and smiled.

“It feels wonderful,” she cooed softly, “I should really have you do this more often.”

“I wouldn’t mind that at all,” the tiny man responded, “Would you like me to clean them as well?”

She raised an eyebrow, not entirely sure what he meant. “Yes?” she finally responded. He nodded before touching his tongue to her soft skin. He tasted her salty flavor, inhaling her scent as he dragged his tongue across her soft sole.

“Mmm…that’s nice, little slave,” she said as he licked her up and down. Given that her feet were just as tall as he was, there was more than enough of her soft, delicious skin to lick and clean as he indulged in his ultimate fantasy. He moved from one foot to the other, noting that the taste was slightly different as he worked his way around and up to her toes.

“That tickles!” she giggled as he slipped his tongue between her toes. The giant digits wiggled wildly as he hit a sensitive spot, which only incentivized him to dart his tongue in between again and again.

“Ah stop!” she laughed, pitching her foot forward, knocking him to the ground. A moment later her foot was on top of him, pinning him beneath. He struggled against her massive foot but it was to no avail as he lay there, trapped beneath her soft flesh. She looked down and grinned.

“So tiny and helpless,” she said, giggling as she laid her toes directly onto his face, her big toe covering his whole head. He responded by suckling on her soft skin, murmuring happily as he felt his tiny erection poking into her sole.

“Ha ha, I feel you down there…you must really be enjoying it,” she said. She moved her foot slightly, still pinning down his chest and head but exposing his tiny erection below. Her other foot moved in and he felt her gigantic toe touching his tiny dick, sending electricity down his spine.

“So…about that reward,” she said. He felt her foot slowly move over his legs, her massive toes wrapping around his erect member as she squeezed it between her toes. Slowly, she began to stroke him, moving her foot up and down, dragging his dick between her toes.

“Oh god,” he squeaked as she stimulated him, her huge digits stroking him off as he continued to lick her massive big toe. He latched onto her toe, sucking hard, whimpering ever so slightly as she had her way with him.

“Sounds like someone loves being a tiny little slave that I can do anything I want with,” she said, but he barely heard her as her lost himself in his greatest fantasy, utterly dominated by his Goddess girlfriend’s strong, soft feet. She gripped him tighter, increasing speed as she pumped his little dick for all he was worth, feeling a rush of exhilaration over the power she held.

“Mmm…do you like that little slave? Do you want to cum?” she said, feeling his hard little dick pulsing between her giant toes. He writhed beneath her, feeling his pressure building higher and higher, preparing to explode.

“Cum for your Goddess!” she yelled. It was all he needed to hear as we went over the edge, orgasming as ropes of white hot cum shot from his dick onto her perfect toes. He squeaked again and again as he fired his seed before slumping back, panting hard at his exertion. She laughed, pulling her feet off him, examining his ejaculation. She was sure that it had been a mighty load, but to her, it was just a small dribble of tiny droplets.

“Such a pathetic little load,” she said, laughing as she squished his semen between her toes. He blushed as she so easily wiped his efforts away in just a few simple movements.

“But, I know you tried your best,” she continued. She reached down and gently wrapped her fingers around him, lifting him up into the air and placing a big kiss on him. He returned the gesture happily, even though her lips easily overwhelmed his own.

“So…was it a nice present?” she asked after a few moments, dropping her character and staring into Kevin’s tiny eyes.

“Nice? Are you kidding? That was amazing!” he squeaked back up at her. She smiled.

“Really? You mean that?”

He nodded. “I do. It was everything I’d ever dreamed. You are such a sexy Goddess! Even more than I ever imagined.”

Victoria could not help but feel her cheeks warming and she was sure she was blushing profusely.

“I’ll admit, I was a little upset at first when I found out that you read my secret journal but…well…” he gripped her finger with his tiny hand.

“...that would sort of make me a hypocrite because I read yours as well.”

She gasped. “You read my diary?!”

He grinned sheepishly. “Yea, I did. Sorry….”

At first she felt upset, but she found it difficult to be mad at someone who was so tiny and cute. Eventually she just grinned.

“Well, I have no right to be upset, do I?”

He smiled back. “Nope. Especially since I haven’t given you a gift yet.” He turned and pointed over at the drawers in the corner of the room. “The middle one.”

She raised an eyebrow, standing and carrying Kevin with her. She opened the middle drawer and was surprised to find a little box inside.

“For me?” she asked.

“Yup…open it!”

She took the box out, placing her miniature boyfriend down on the counter before opening the lid and gasping. Inside was a small gold ring with a single diamond set into it. Her mouth dropped open as she glanced at Kevin.

“I was worried we were rushing, but based on your diary, it looks like I was the one dragging my feet so…”

He got down on one knee.

“This isn’t exactly how I imagined this but…would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

She snatched him up, riddling his tiny body with kisses as the tears of joy flowed from her eyes.

“Yes! Yes! One million times yes!”