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Halloween Party Begins Giantess Fantasy

I recently attended a Halloween party given by one of my Femdom Mistress friends. It was, in fact, an all-adult fetish costume party. There were more people there than I thought there would be when I got dressed up to go.

How was I dressed, you ask? I was the Queen of Hearts from Alice in Wonderland. Of course, I had a rather short skirt and knee-high black patent leather boots, unlike the actual Queen of Hearts, but I don't think anyone minded my alterations of the character.

This American Mistress was there to have fun, no matter what. I enjoyed quite a few play sessions with submissives while I was there. But something happened that set me to thinking and ultimately inspired me to write this little piece for all of you.

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Mistress Gets A Little Surprise

In between sessions, I simply lounged on the couches with my Femdom friends. It was quite relaxing, to be honest. Most of the submissives there were sitting on the floor, sometimes at the feet of a particular Mistress. One, in particular, was dressed like the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland, which amused me because he's a friend of mine, and the themed costumes were not planned at all.

However, this particular friend of mine is awfully tall, and somehow, he decided that his height simply did not match with his costume. So he spent most of the night "walking" around on his knees, which made him about four feet tall, give or take a few inches. I gave him permission to "stand" at my feet most of the night, due to the similar constumes and the fact that I merely enjoy his company. But as I talked to him and watched him, some very different thoughts came to mind.

I think of myself as fairly open to most fetishes, provided they don't cause harm to anyone. (Notice I said "cause harm," rather than "hurt." It's an important distinction, particularly for a sadist like myself.) But I rarely come to them on my own. They're usually introduced to me by submissives who are looking to explore them, and I just add my own special twist to them. But this time was different.

Small Man Spurs Giantess And Shrinking Fantasies

In looking at my friend, I wondered what it would be like if he weren't just short because he was playing a role, but if he were truly that short. That line of thinking naturally led to "What if he were shrunken down even smaller?" In my fantasy, my friend was getting smaller and smaller, and there was nothing that he could do about it.

I eventually conceded that even though shrinking fantasies were fun in theory, a tiny man probably wouldn't do me a lot of good in practice. So I began thinking in the opposite direction. What if my frend remained the same size while I began to grow?

I'd never had giantess fantasies before, though I had heard about the fetish. So this train of thought surprised me at first. But the longer it kept bouncing around in my head, the more I liked it. I imagined the entire room of people as giantesses and miniature slaves. The males would remain the same size while the women grew and grew and grew. The boys sitting at our feet would be much farther away from our eyes when we looked down, that much was for sure!

I imagined having my feet worshipped (or my boots) by a small slave. Or maybe more than one slave. Just a single toe would be bigger than one slave, so it'd take him an awfully long time to do it unless he had some help. Watching the little men crawl around to worship and adore my feet like so many ants seemed like a very fulfilling idea indeed.

The fantasy just kept going. I lost track of the conversation that was going on around me. My eyes were no longer focusing on the others, including my friend at my feet. All I could think about was growing and growing and ruling over all the little men as a Giantess Queen. When the party came to an end, I had to go home for a little...me time.