GULLIUER VISITS THE QUEEN
By Chelgi
She still stood more than eighty feet tall and weighed over a hundred tons.


     Quite unintentionally I became intimately involved with the Queen
herself. The Queen, being very fond of my company, had made arrangements for
Glumdalclitch to leave me with her one or two afternoons each week so that
Glumdalclitch might attend her studies unencumbered by the responsibility for
me. On one particular afternoon when my nurse carried me in my traveling box
to the Queen's chambers, she found the chambers unattended. Setting my box on
the Queen's dressing table and admonishing me severely not to leave the box
under any circumstances until the Queen herself was present, Glumdalclitch
departed the chambers leaving me alone in the Queen's private chambers.
     Being innately curious and knowing I would probably never again get such
an opportunity to study the Queen's private chambers I left the box as
quickly as possible and began to explore. I first checked the items on the
toilet table itself and noting nothing worth lingering over, leaped to the
chair and thence the floor beneath the table. On reaching the floor beneath
the dressing table the first thing I noted was a pair of giant slippers
looking for all the world like a pair of oxen lying side by side.
     I realized at once that these were the Queen's own  slippers. Each of
them was longer than I was tall and a yard wide. I walked over to them and
examined them. I could easily see the outlines of the Queen's foot in each of
the slippers, crushed into the thick leather by the ponderous weight of that
lovely lady; for although she was a small and trim lady by Brobdingnagian
proportions, she still stood more than eighty feet tall and weighed over a
hundred tons.
     Intrigued by this intimate adventure I found myself caressing the
imprint of her foot. I was struck by the odor emanating from them. It was not
at all unpleasant but rather a heady musky odor, reminding me of intimate
evenings with amorous ladies back in England. I suddenly realized that
I was becoming aroused, a condition that I had not found myself in since
arriving in this land. I was ashamed of myself, becoming aroused by the sight
and odor of a lady's shoe, even such a grand and magnificent lady as the
Queen. I had never before experienced such arousal from a lady's intimate
belongings, and considered such arousal the act of a perverted person.
I was still berating myself for my inadvertent actions when the doors opened
and the Queen entered with four of her handmaids. I could not be caught here
in the Queen's chambers unbidden and secretively. Particularly in the
condition I found myself. I was going to climb back to the table top and into
my box as soon as possible, but the Queen and her entourage came
straight to the toilet where I was hidden. The chair was pulled back, the
Queen herself sat in it, and it was pushed back against the table.
     The great robe she was wearing parted as she was seated and she had
nothing beneath it. I realized immediately that the queen had just come from
her bath. I knew now that it was worth my life if I were caught here,
particularly where I was. Yet there was no escape, for four eighty foot tall
ladies were milling about immediately outside the opening to the table. Even
should I escape accidentally being crushed beneath one of those eight foot
long feet, with a hundred tons of woman above it, I should surely be seen and
caught; I would just as surely be put to death for my invasion as if one of
them had stepped me. In fact it was entirely possible that would be my means
of execution should one of them catch a glimpse of me and stomp on me before
realizing what I was.
     I sat curled in the back away from the Queen, hoping they would depart
before I was noticed. As I sat there, reflecting on the straights in which I
found myself, I noticed the Queen's bare foot idly moving about beneath the
table where I was hidden. A giant foot, nearly seven feet long, with toes
more than a foot long, clean and pearly white. Her trim ankle, a yard in
diameter, rose in a gently flaring pillar of soft alabaster flesh to her
great calf above my head. It tapered sharply back in to her knee nearly
twenty feet from the floor where I sat. I admired the perfect symmetry of
that gigantic leg and realized that I had never before set eyes on it even
though I had been the Queen many times. Between the perfection of those twin
columns rising above me, and the heady musky odor emanating from the
slippers, I was once again becoming aroused in spite of my dire straights.
As I stared up at those masterpieces of perfection the Queen moved her knees
apart and I could see directly between her massive eight foot thick thighs to
the gate of her womanhood.
     I could not believe the thoughts spinning through my mind over this
illustrious lady, and the condition I found my body in. Though the sight of
the maids of honor's naked bodies had done nothing for me, the sight of this
gentle lady's legs was arousing me more than I had been aroused since leaving
England. And the sight of her loins had me in a state where I could hardly
stand.
     Shortly the handmaidens left the room and the Queen's voice was softly
calling,
     "Gulliver! Gulliver, where are you?"
     I dared not answer; for her to find me here in the condition I was in,
from staring at her intimate nakedness, would be the final chapter in my
life. Suddenly the hem of her robe swept back like the curtain on a stage,
and I was staring into a pair of great blue eyes looking directly at me.
     "I thought so! I knew you were not in your box, and I could not see you
anywhere else. Lemuel Gulliver, I had always thought you were a refined
gentleman, not a sneak peeping tom hiding beneath a lady's toilet to steal a
peek at her intimates... Are you enjoying yourself?"
     I could hardly believe the friendly chiding tone she was using. Although
the words spelled doom itself, the tone in which she delivered them was
teasing and frolicsome, an invitation to further intimacies. The tone of a
lady about to commit a sin with a man she loved.
     She reached her huge hand out to me, "Come here little man. I want to
research this further."
     I could do nothing but step into that massive hand and allow her to pick
me up like a toy, and set me before her on the dressing table.
Lemuel Gulliver, why were you hiding beneath my dressing table'? Don't you
know that if anyone besides me caught you there it would mean an instant
sentence of death."
     "Yes, your Majesty. I realize this but I had not intended this to occur.
I had been left here for our meeting, then while strolling about the table
top I slipped and fell to the floor. Before I could regain the table top you
and the handmaids returned. I hid out of shame, I meant no harm, and
certainly had no intentions of spying on your private affairs."
     "If my private affairs were all that you saw, perhaps we could let it
end here. But from the position you were in, and the condition of your pants,
I seem to sense that you observed more than my affairs."
     Her hand came out to me again and she extended one massive finger to
point at my crotch. The finger continued to approach until the soft warmth of
her giant fingertip was prodding the stiffness within my crotch. She gently
rubbed the hardness she found there making it even harder, until it
pressed against the fabric of my trousers with such ever-mounting force I
feared it would burst right through the cloth.
     "Oh, Lemuel, I've never seen you like this before, nor heard any reports
of it. Even after the ladies in waiting had been playing with you, trying for
just this. Does this mean that you like me more than them?"
     "Your Majesty, I'm truly sorry. I don't mean to embarrass you nor to
show any disrespect."
     "Little man, I don't know how well you know women and their intrigues,
but for you to respond to me and not to the other ladies, is not an
embarrassment, but a point of pride. For you to respond to only the sight of
me, but not to respond to deliberate attempts to arouse you by the ladies in
waiting is a mark of honor, though they shall never know it. Shall they?"
     "Oh, no Your, Majesty! I would never reveal anything that went on
between you and I."
     "Nothing...?"
     "Your Majesty, Please, I would not stoop so low as reveal any detail
your intimate secrets to anyone; not even to the king himself."
     "Well, little one, he's the last one that should know any of this. If...
you wish to continue living!" Then she smiled and gazed into my eyes, lifted
her hand and softly stroked my body with her giant fingers.
     She said very softly......  "Not even if we had an affair?"
     I was in shock, "Your Majesty... surely you must be joking."
     Her huge finger caressed the inside of my thighs sliding up to linger
in my crotch; with one long fingernail she striped down my pants. My cock was
hard and sticking straight out. Again she smiled. Her fingertip carressed my
prick rubbing and teasing it until I about to explode.
     Giggling as she stroked my throbbing member she said,
     "I think you like that. Do you like me as well?"
     She took a step backward, letting my eyes drink in her loveliness.
Raising her arms, she unfastened the pins that held her dark red hair,
letting the soft locks fall loosley about her shoulders. She shook her head
once and her luxuriant mane rippled like the surface of the see at sunset.
With one swift stroke, she undid the belt to her robe, and the garment hung
loosley about her. She her wriggled her shoulders slightly, and the robe slid
to the floor.
     I felt an incredible rush of passion well up within my loins as I saw
the incredible beauty of the Queen's titanic body standing sensuously naked
before me.
     Raising her arms, she cupped her enormous breasts with her hands and
lifted the succulent mounds slightly. Her fist sized nipples were erect and
pointing directly at me.
     "Gulliver, do like my breasts?" she said as she bounced them up and down
gently in her hands, letting the enormous masses of soft flesh ripple and
jiggle.
     Completely shocked at her behaviour I still felt my member swell even
harder.
     "Your majesty, they are the most magnificent breasts have ever seen."
The Queen walked over to stand next to the table, and engulfing me in her
hand lifted me. She plucked my trousers off from around my ankles and tossed
them away. Then she pulled my shirt off, leaving me totally naked as I lay in
the palm of her hand. Delicately she began to caress my shoulders and chest
with the soft warm tips of her gigantic fingers.
     "You have such a beautiful little body," she said in sexy whisper.
     "Such lovely little tiny muscles." she said, "Your body is so tiny it's
simply perfect. It's as if a master carver made a doll so perfectly formed it
came to life."
     She looked at my cock which throbbed and pulsed with horny lust. She
gently stroked the shaft of the prodigious erection I was suffering with the
warm soft tip of one gigantic finger.
     "Oh, how lovely, such a tiny little thing. It's just fantastic."
     "Thank you, my Queen, You are a goddess come life. No mortal woman was
ever as lovely as as you."
     I could hardly believe what I was saying.
     "I'm glad you like me. Your little body is so luscious, and just the
right size." she said, "You're just perfect!"
     She juggled me about on the tips of her fingers as though I was no
bigger than a mouse, which compared to her gargantuan size I guess I was. I
was no more than just a toy for her to play with. She held me seated on the
fingers of one hand with her giant thumb across my chest holding me gently
against her huge fingers. The forefinger of other hand came out to me again
and once more, she began stroking my stiff throbbing member.
     Suddenly she lifted me to her mouth and twisted me so that my hips were
thrust out toward her wide lips. I thought at first she was going to kiss my
chest, but to my surprise the writhing muscle of her giant tongue flicked
out, licked swiftly across those broad plush lips, and then flicked out to my
crotch.
     The velvety soft rasp of her sinuous tongue caressed my thighs and slid
up to my abdomen, catching my manhood, pressing it tightly between my stomach
and her erotically warm rough tongue. I shivered as the sensuously warm soft
muscle squeezed my erect member. I first thought she was simply teasing me by
licking my body, but then her huge sensuous tongue slid back to my crotch and
she began to flick the enormous tip of that great writhing tongue against my
stiffened rod. The erotic roughness of her huge tongue flicked up and down
bouncing my prick with the velvety rasp of her giant tongue, like she had
with her fingertip a few moments earlier.
     I shivered and squirmed pressing my hips against her vast lips. Those
enormous lips puckered and kissed my crotch, the suction of her mammoth kiss
began drawing my throbbing prick between her soft lush lips. It took me
several moments to realize that this was exactly her intentions. Her giant
fingers pressed my hips against the soft massive flesh of her tremendous lips
and she sucked gently on my prick. Gently for this gargantuan woman still
produced a tremendous suction, and my prick was drawn completely between
those great lush lips. Her erotically rough tongue continued to flick the tip
of my throbbing member until I was about to explode. Her fingers holding my
body began to move me back and forth very gently, causing my prick to slide
in and out between the lush mass of her hot soft lips.
     Although the huge erection I was suffering couldn't have seemed more
than a tiny fleshy straw to her, I was writhing and squirming in total
delight. In seconds I reached climax and shivering in spasms of ecstasy I
exploded again and again into her cavernous mouth. I collapsed in exhausted
rapture in her giant hand, and she slowly lifted me away from her luscious
lips, holding me only inches from her mouth and flicked that huge sensuous
tongue out to lick my spent member over and over again. She was grinning from
ear to ear, and licking her lips as she murmured.
     "Little Grildrig, that was the most fun I've had in a long time. I hope
you don't mind my teasing you a little bit, but playing with your little body
has made me hungry for more, and I intend to take full advantage of your
helplessness."
     "Oh,  God, Oh, God.... My lovely Queen, I'd be helpless for you
regardless of our sizes. I love you, and you may feel free to do anything
your heart desires with me."
     "Well, little man, I'm going to do just that, whether you want me to  or
not. Have you ever been raped. I guess what I'm about to do with your tiny
little body is about the only way a woman could ever rape a man."
     She lay on her back holding me like a toy in her hand; then parting her
long giant legs, brought me down and placed me between her monstrously huge
thighs. I could feel the heat of her titanic body, and the musky sweet scent
of her was sensuously erotic. Her long fingers stroked through the thick dark
hair of her pussy and fondled the rolls of her gigantic vulva. She gently
brought me into the thick dark hair surrounding her enormous glistening cunt.
     She spread the massive columns of her legs slowly, and with powerful
yard long fingers, parted the ponderous lips. Her giant cunt opened before me
like a great fleshy cavern.
     "Don't be afraid, I want you to touch it, to play with it, to kiss and
lick it."
     She purred, "I want to be played with, I want you in me."
     I stared into the vast tunnel of her cavernous vagina I could see right
inside her, the glistening pink walls the gigantic inner labia slick with hot
moisture oozing from inside her great body; her giant cunt was a great cave
in the hot pulsing flesh, wet and slippery with the steamy hot juice of her
arousal. I'd be swallowed like nothing by that gigantic cunt.
     Her fingers pressed me against her tremendous vulva, squeezing my head
into the huge crevice, my shoulder rubbing against her clitoris. I didn't go
in right away, but was merely rubbed against her cavernous slit.
     She guided my face to her huge clit and ever so tenderly began slowly
rubbing my face up and down, back and forth on the enormous fleshy mass.
     I loved it! I always loved the feeling of a woman's soft tender flesh
enfolding my face while I enjoyed the sweet nectar of her loins, but this was
fantastic. My head was drenched in the hot wetness of her thick syrupy juice.
     It filled my mouth like sweet salty honey; I grasped the great mounds of
her inner labia in my hands and licked. Her titanic body shivered as I
nuzzled against those great soft fleshy folds and licked. It was wonderful;
I was in heaven! I buried my face in the softness of her hot wet flesh and
rubbed and nuzzled, licking and sucking like crazy. More luscious fluid
seeped from her hot cushy flesh covering my body as it slowly flowed about
me. She slowly rubbed me up and down in the great canyon; my entire head was
buried between the soft moist folds of her massive inner labia. My shoulders
and chest were sliding between her giant vulva as she slowly and gently
squeezed me into her cunt. My head was only a little ways in when she pulled
me out again, rubbing me once again up and down along her hot wet canyon.
     She held me between her fingers, and rocked me back and forth, rolling
me in the sloshy wetness of her great hairy cunt, and using my face to tickle
her gargantuan clit. Up and down along that enormous cleft between her
ponderously thick cunt lips until her giant cunt was opening and closing like
a hungry mouth trying to swallow me.
     "OOhhooo.... little man, I love you.... Uummm.... Ohhh....! I want you
in me; DEEP... inside me...!"
     There wasn't anything I wanted more, but it wasn't up to me, it was up
to her; she was holding me in her giant fingers as helpless as a child's toy,
using my entire body to tease herself with. I was tiny toy in her giant
fingers being used for her pleasure. Her fingers squeezed tightly about my
body as she inserted into the tremendous cavern of her vagina.
     "In you go.... little man, Mmmm.... Yessss..... in you go."
     This enormous giantess was using my entire body for a dildo. Her giant
cunt swallowed me with a roaring sloshing slurp, sucking me into the depths
of her giant body. Hot wet darkness engulfed me, I moaned in delighted
ecstasy as the hot, velvety sheath of the Queen's giant vagina slid over my
body. I was completely engulfed inside her great vagina, bathed in juices
that were just the right temperature. Softness I never dreamed possible was
all around me, soft slippery walls holding me, tremendous masses of writhing
wet flesh squeezing me, bumps and folds of her prodigious vagina
fondling me, titanic masses of hot moist flesh caressing me.
     The Queen, feeling my body slip into the soft pink tunnel of her giant
cunt, opened her mouth and moaned. Deep inside the massive mountain of hot
wet woman flesh her voice was no more than heavy rumbling to me.
     "..Ooohhhh... Yessssss... you sweet little man. Yesss... OHhooo...
MMmmm.... you feel soooo.... goooood....... in you go!"
     The Queen's vagina hugged me tightly, but she pressed with her titanic
fingers and I continued right on in. She was sliding me in and out, pumping
me in her cavernous cunt like a toy. She was squirming and writhing, arching
her whole body. The massive muscles inside her giant cunt wrer writhing and
squiming about me delightfully, erotically, as she used me.
     Her giant love muscles squeezed me, caressed me, and hugged my entire
body. I was in ecstasy as I slid about deep inside her vast body. I had no
control over what happened to me. I didn't care! To be swallowed inside this
giant woman's cunt like a prick in a woman was the most wonderfully erotic
thing I had ever experienced. The thrilling ecstasy normally reserved for
only a tiny part of my being was all about me. I was actually inside her!
Totally inside her giant body. Her gigantic vagina was hugging me, crushing
me, swallowing me with sensuous rippling squeezes and unbelievably erotic
contractions. My arms were crushed against my sides, I could barely breathe,
what little air there was was terrifically hot and wet, her vaginal
secretions so slippery and thick it was almost drowning me, and still I loved
it. I thrilled as she squeezed me tightly with her massive vaginal muscles as
she slowly drew me out. She held me in her giant fingers dangling head down
above her gigantic crotch like a tiny rag doll. The world
cold, I wanted back inside my lovely giantess.
     The great tunnel of her vast vagina was under me and I reached out and
caressed it, plunging my hands and arms into the soft warmth of her huge
body. She rubbed me over the great hairy lips, up and down along the massive
slit, pressing my head between her huge labia to squeeze me against her hot
wet clitoris, then it was heaven again, as she inserted me back into the
tender embrace of her luscious cunt.
     I thrilled at the slow gentle slides through the velvety softness of her
great vagina, deep into her vast body, totally engulfed in the soft yielding
flesh of her huge velvety sheath. Then as her passion rose, faster and faster
in and out , faster and faster, until her great soft cunt was a roaring pit
of giant muscles squashing and wringing my body in the crushing spasms of her
titanic orgasm. The Queen screamed, clamping her vagina tightly about my body
like iron, crushing and grinding as shewrithed and heaved, rolling and
thrashing about like a massive ship in a storm. Her giant orgasms washed over
her in pulsating waves, sending her writhing and squirming through one giant
climax after another.
     I was tossed about in the stygian darkness inside her giant body like I
was once again in a titanic storm at sea as shewriggled and squirmed and
heaved her hips in the throes of her giant climaxes. Finally the heaving and
rolling of her giant body ceased, and she lay quietly.
     Still totally engulfed within the gigantic heaven of her body while her
gigantic vagina slowly writhed and squeezed about me. I was hers completely.
I never wanted to leave. Although I knew that I would be sore and bruised for
a month from the passionate crushing her giant cunt had given my body, I
still didn't want her to stop.
     I caressed and fondled the inner mysteries of her giant body, urging her
to greater thrills and hungers for me, until she started again with slow,
ever so slow probes of her giant body with my tiny body.
     Hours passed swiftly as she used me for her toy. Three more times during
that long passionate afternoon I was used by the Queen for her pleasure;
although it was as much my pleasure as hers. I had not been with a woman for
months not since leaving dear old England, but the great passionate orgasms
of this lovely giantess more than made up for it. I wasn't sure I ever wanted
to leave her and go back to England.
     For the rest of my stay in Brobdingnag I noticed that Glumdalclitch
seemed to get much more schooling when the King was away on trips, than when
he was home.
     When again the maids of Honour invited Glumdlclitch to their apartments,
I found that my encounter with the Queen had overcome my inital disgust at
their tremendous size. I now enjoyed their company and attention very much.
I encouraged their pleasure in seeing and touching me. When they stripped me
naked and lauy me in their bosoms I responded by hugging their massive tits
and sucking their giant nipples. They in turn found much amusement in the
tiny responses they got from me.
     As soon as one of the gargantuan women managed to get my prick to
respond to their ministrations, which was very easy these days, I would be
lifted to a pair of great soft lips and a huge giant writhing tongue would
flick out and I would find my prick sucked immediately between the huge warm
lips until I gave the required offering. It was wonderful, they kept me in
ecstasy for hours on end, but even though I spouted like a whale, or so I
ghought, to one of these gigantic women, my enormous seeming load of cum
shold never be more than a tiny drop of dew to be flicked away in a single
swipe of a giantess's tongue.
     I found myself in much demand among those gigantic ladies as they took
their pleasure with me, enjoying the squirmings and writhing of my tiny body
within theirs. I had first thought that the monstrously gigantic vaginal
muscles in their giant cunts would crush me like a bug, but I found that
although I was crushed and squeezed mightily in their gigantic climaxes, due
to the deep softness of their massive vaginal flesh, I was never really
harmed, but merely hugged and squeezed sensouously tight in a manner most
erotically delightful. I began to encourage Glumdalclitch to visit the ladies
in waiting more often. With my help and encouragement, the pleasant
frolicsome girl, that had first set me astride her monstrously huge teat,
soon became a woman. And for my troubles I got more loving sexy, woman than
an entire English town could use.