Little big girl
A story by Totoro (totoro@tiscalinet.it)
A young giantess finds a boyfriend... her way!

It happened when I was 12. I mean, when my interest for very big 
women started. There was this girl, Mary, who (god knows why) had a 
terrible crush for me. At the time I didnût like her, partly because 
I was interested in a very cute classmate of mine, and partly 
because Mary was... well, she was Mary, plain and simple. She was 
10, 2 years younger than me, but had always been huge. When she 
arrived at our school, three years before, she already was taller 
and bigger than any of the older girls, and most of the boys too. At 
the moment this story takes place she had become the biggest student 
in the school, and I clearly remember that some of our teachers were 
shorter then her. Now, I canût remember how tall she was or things 
like that, I was just a child those days, and the only thing I knew 
was that she towered over me, the top of my head could comfortably 
fit under her armpit, and shortly said she made me feel like I was a 
small child. Which I didnût like at all, since I was older and was 
just beginning considering myself big and not a child anymore, and 
here this young girl comes and throws me several years back.
Anyway, she not only was so much taller than me, but was VERY big 
built. I once tried wrapping my arms around her belly, and my hands 
could not meet. I was reasonably round at the time (did not think 
myself as fat, as indeed I was), but she made me look thin. I used 
to think she must weigh a ton!
One day Mary came home to study, as she usually did, but my parents 
were not home and I knew they were not going to be back for a while, 
so I would be alone with her and... well, I was somewhat scared of 
her. And not without reason...
I told her to go away because I could not study with her, and closed 
the door. I TRIED to close the door, but never did it. Suddenly it 
stopped, and slowly opened again - pushing me aside, no matter how 
hard I was pushing against it. Mary came in and closed it behind 
her.
She started telling me how much she liked me, and why I had to 
ignore her, and all this kind of things, and suddenly, before I 
could do anything, she grabbed me under my armpits and lifted me 
high in the air, until my eyes were level with hers. I was not 
scared... i was terrified. There was a mirror in the room, nearly as 
big as the wall, and I could see myself held in her arms, and all 
the size difference between us. Quite humiliating for a young boy, 
to be honest.
Still holding me that way, she proposed a little game. If I could 
get the key of the door from her and leave the room she was going to 
forge about me. If I couldnût I was to be her little boyfriend. Of 
course I didnût want to accept such a contest, but when youûre 
suspended a foot or more over the floor, literally in the hands of 
someone who should be a small child, your brain is not going to 
function properly, believe me! Anyway I accepted, and she put me 
down and went back to the center of the room, and there stood still.
Now I had to think, and to think fast. With any other kid I would 
use my strength and my weight, both of which were not bad for a 12 
yo boy, but I already knew it would be totally useless against Mary. 
So I walked around her, and tried to be quicker than her. She was 
still as a statue. I wrapped my left arm around her waist while 
putting my right hand in her pocket, searching for the key. Three 
things I realised. First, her pocket was deep, and I could not reach 
the bottom of it. Second, her ass was pressing against my chest, and 
I was amazed at the reaction of my body. Third, I had had a very bad 
idea!
Mary grabbed both my arms, removed my hand from her pocket and 
started pulling forward, crushing me against her back - actually, 
against her bottom. Then she pulled my arms upwards, forcing me to 
stand on my toes first and, after a while, to leave the ground. She 
was also leaning forward a bit, and walked a few steps backwards, 
until my back touched the wall. Then she released my arms, and there 
I stood, pinned against the wall by her big ass, which was now 
covering the bottom of my chest and all of my belly. I could hardly 
breathe.
She kept me like that for a minute or two, then simply walked away 
and I fell to the floor. I was now enraged for the humiliation, 
since I could see myself in the wall mirror. I jumped at her from 
the front, but she didnût step back. She just caught me in her arms, 
and there I was again: trapped helplessly in this young giantessû 
arms. She gave me a powerful squeeze that made me see many stars, 
but must have been only a gentle hug in her mind, and then started 
throwing me up in the air, grabbing me when I was falling and 
throwing me up again, giggling and laughing all the time. You see, 
she was not even fighting, she was only playing with me in her 
peculiar way.
After a while she put me down, but I was too dizzy to stand and fell 
to the floor. She became worried, I think, because she picked me up 
again in her arms and carried me to the sofa, where she sat - with 
me in her lap. By now I had realised I had no chance against her, 
and if I continued fighting she could hurt me seriously. So I agreed 
to play her game, asking her to be very gentle. Mary stood up and 
told me to lift her. Lift her, can you think something less possible 
for me?!? Anyway I didnût want to displease her, so I stood in front 
of her, wrapped my arms under her back and started pushing with all 
my might. To no avail, of course. It must have been now that she 
guessed how powerless I was against her, because after a minute of 
futile efforts she looked down at me and smiled. Then told me to lay 
down on the floor. I did so, and she sat on me! Her ass covered me 
from my shoulders to my knees, but it was the last of my problems. 
Her weight was huge, and I was crushed under her. She stood up after 
a few seconds, and saw how tired I was. Then the worst came.
I had not recovered yet, when she grabbed my wrists and spread my 
arms, forcing me to stand against her big belly, then she pushed me 
back and pulled my arms with great force. The result was that I was 
sent flying against her, and crashed into her. She bounced me off, 
and pulled again, and went on this way for a while. I had never 
experienced anything like that in my life... she was soft, but the 
speed of the game and the brute force of the slams left me 
breathless. After that ügameý I could not even stand, so she picked 
me up and made me sit on her arm, just like an adult would do with a 
very small child. She said she was very pleased I was going to be 
her boyfriend, and promised me we would have fun like that every 
day.
The rest of the year was a nightmare... but when I finished the 
school and moved to another town I was surprised to find that I 
missed her, and the way she thrusted me around with no effort. Now I 
wish I were more mature, and would like to meet her again. Who 
knows, maybe someday...

--
Claudio