Wanda 2
By Chelgi
Wanda the giantess
Update: 11/10/1997 to chelgi

     Wanda was still growing, towering into the air more than fifty
feet now, Charlie could feel the enormous hand holding him still
getting bigger. He screamed as she lifted one foot from the remains
of the cabin and stepped out of the shell of the house kicking the
debris aside casually with one enormous foot. 
     "Well, Charlie, you still like big girls? Am I big enough for
you now?"
     He looked up into her vast face and saw her looking about. He
saw her look down at the area around her feet. 
     "Don't have much use for my car now, do I?" Her car looked
like a toy next to her enormous foot. The foot was nearly as long
as the car, and she was still growing. She gently tapped the side
of the car with her colossal toes, her big toe smashing in the door
like it had been in a broadside collision as she flicked it aside
like a discarded toy.  "What'd ya' think Charlie, can we use your

car?" and she took a long slow step bringing her colossal foot down
next to his car. By this time she had grown even bigger and her
foot was actually bigger than his car. She looked down and grinned.
     "Look how my foot sinks into the ground, and leaves such a
neat footprint. How much do you think I weigh?" She carefully
placed her foot right alongside his car and stepped down, putting
her full weight on the enormous foot, and pressing it into the hard
ground. When she lifted her gigantic foot she looked down and
laughed.
      "Charlie, look at my footprint next to your car. It's bigger
than your car." and she laughed, "Look at that, you could park your
whole car in my footprint. Isn't that neat." 
     Still growing she was towering nearly a hundred feet into the
clear mountain air. The footprint she was talking about was half
again as long as Charlies' car.  He looked up and saw the grin on
her face.
     "NO! Don't...! please don't.... Wanda! Don't!"
     "Don't what?" she replied innocently, grinning even wider.
"just 'cause you fucked up, and my cabin got smashed, what makes
you think I'd smoosh your car." and she began laughing. 
     He screamed as she slowly lifted her foot and then very slowly
and carefully lowered it over his car. The car disappeared
completely from his view beneath her colossal foot. 
     He was still screaming, "No! No! Please don't!" when she did. 
     She slowly lowered her foot on the car stepping down gently at
first. The car roof 'poinged' then crunched in, the windshield and
back window exploding out. Wanda was laughing as she slowly put
more and more weight on the poor hapless car. They could both hear
the metalic crunching as her foot slowly pressed the car against
the ground. When she put her full weight on it suddenly, there was
another metalic crunch, then nothing. She stood there for a minute
with all of her weight on the one foot. Then laughed.
     "Oops, I think I broke it." she laughed, "What do you think,
Charlie; want to see?" and she lifted her massive foot.
     The car was a very flat scrap of shiny red metal mashed into
the bottom of her giant footprint. It looked like a coke can that
had been run over by an eighteen wheeler. 
     "Hey, Charlie, look, I think I've invented a new art form. 
Cars crushed in my footprints. Isn't that neat?" and she started
laughing almost uncontrollably. 
     She bent over like a building falling, reached down and picked
up the flattened car in her fingers. She had to dig down into the
dirt and pull it out, it was actually crushed into the ground. When
she straightened Charlie could still see the outline of his crushed
car pressed deeply into the dirt. She shook the dirt off and
holding it easily in her fingers looked it over. It was really
flat, it looked like a coke can that had been run over by a truck.
She held it in her gigantic fingers and looked at it, first the
top, then turning it as easily as a woman would turn a flattened
beer can, she looked at the flattened bottom. 
     "OOuueee.... Look at that, I really squashed your car; didn't
I? Man, that's really flat!" and she laughed at the car for a few
seconds. "Look at how flat it is, I wonder if it would sail like a
frisbee?" She held the flattened car in her fingers and flipped it
out like a frisbee. The car sailed out over the treetops and down
into the valley below. "Wow... Look at it sail... I wonder how far
it'll go?" and she laughed again. The car must have flown nearly a
mile before slamming into the side of a mountain with a terrific
crash. "Well, so much for your car. What do you think you'll tell
your insurance company? Think they're gonna believe a hundred foot
giantess stepped on it, mashed it flat, and then threw it a mile,
like it was a frisbee?"
     Charlie was terrified, it could just as well have been him
smashed flat in the bottom of that enormous footprint, and he well
knew it. When Wanda got playful, which was most of the time, you
never knew what she'd do. He realized too, that now he was nothing
more than a tiny toy in her tremendous hand. He was no bigger than
one of her giant fingers. A tiny little three inch toy soldier,
held easily in the fingers of her giant hand, for her to play with
if she wanted to. He hoped that she wouldn't decide to play games
like that with him. Because he knew that, if she did, there wasn't
a damn thing he could do to stop her, and he knew that if she
wanted to play with him, the more he begged her not to, the more
certain it was that she would. She'd get a real kick out of hearing
him begging her for mercy.
     "Charlie, this is neat, I can do all kinds of things now. Like
move that tree that blocks my view of the valley. Yeah, I've always
wanted it moved. Watch this!" and she took two tremendous strides
over to the the tree in question. A huge hundred foot tall Douglas
fir tree. She reached down and grasp the tree about half way up
with one gigantic hand, and began jerking it back and forth. The
top of the tree swished noisily as she yanked it back and forth.
Charlie was screaming in terror, he could hear the wind whistling
through the whipping branches, the crunching of rock and the crack
of the huge roots breaking. She rocked it back and forth for
several moments and then he watched her bicep bulge massively. He
knew that she'd always been strong, "for her size" but this was
awesome. Her arm strained, her giant bicep bulged up bigger than a
car, and he heard the crunch of rock breaking and the snapping of
the massive roots of that hundred foot tree. With a grinding roar
she simply ripped the tree from the ground, pulling it up by its
roots. She stood there more than a hundred feet tall with that
massive tree held in her hand like a woman looking at a small
Christmass tree. She held it up for Charlie to see.
     "See Charlie, I told you I could! What do you think of that?"
     Charlie was too much in shock and awe of this titanic giantess
to say anything, he'd never seen anything like it. She had simply
ripped a hundred foot tree out of the ground by its roots, and
stood there holding it up for display. Finally she grinned at him
and raising her arm with the tree over her head threw it down the
mountain side nearly a quarter of a mile. She felt terrific, she
had never experienced such tremendous power. No one had! She felt
indomitable, she was a superwoman, a giant superwoman, and Charlie
was her little toy. She could do anything, anything she wanted with
Charlie, or with anything else. She laughed down at Charlie shaking
in terror in her hand. 
     "Don't worry, little man, I'm not going to hurt you. I've got
other plans for you; and I think you'll like them," she giggled.
"Oh, you might get roughed up a little bit, maybe squeezed a little
tighter than you want. But what are you going to do about it? Slap
me around, like men have always done? I don't think so!" and she
laughed, holding him up before her vast grinning face. "Come on,
Charlie, I know a nice peaceful little meadow beside a rippling
little brook where we can enjoy the lovely mountain afternoon
undisturbed." 
     'Come on?' What the hell was she talking about, he was her
prisoner; held captive in her hand like he was a toy. 'Come on'?
what the hell else could he do?' he thought. Her giant fingers were
wrapped around him emgulfing him completely, with his head barely
protruding from the edge of her gigantic fist. Anyplace she went,
he was going too! Whether he wanted to or not! As she walked down
the side of the mountain, he was in shocked awe. The trees of the
forest barely came up to her shoulders! It was like she was walking
through a brush patch rather than a stand of hundred foot trees.
Her massive legs smashed the smaller trees aside like weeds, and
brush and undergrowth were flattened and squashed deep into the
ground, like his car had been, beneath her colossal feet. She left
a path through the forest a New York City slicker could have
followed with ease. Huge trees were smashed carelessly aside, many
were ripped up by the roots like they were no more than weeds in a
garden, and every thirty feet or so, a patch of ground twenty feet
long and five feet wide appeared with everything that had been in
the patch mashed deeply into the bottom of another titanic
footprint, neatly crushed two feet deep in the earth, where her
ponderous foot had trod. 
     Poor helpless Charlie swung back and forth in a long slow arc,
barely missing the massive flesh of her gargantuan hip with each
pass of her giant hand. He cringed away from her gigantic body with
each stride of her titanically long legs as she swung him back anf
forth past her massive hip, too close for comfort. He was getting
sea sick from being swung back and forth as she walked, and being
jerked all about, swiftly rising and falling as she casually raised
and lowered the hand, with him in it, to ward off the tree tops
from her face and body. He hoped she wouldn't forget and squash him
against one of the huge trees without thinking, or open her hand to
brush one away and drop him seventy or eighty feet to the ground.
He was terrified as he pictured her opening her hand to brush away
a tree, dropping him to the ground and then stepping on him. Not
that he'd survive the ten story drop to the ground. But the thought
of her massively gigantically foot coming down on him and squashing
him like she had his car sent shivers of terror through his body.
That scene played through his terrified mind; him lying there
unnoticed on the ground as her foot, twenty feet long with more
than four hundred tons of woman above it descending on him. In his
mind he could see the bottom of her giant foot coming down with him
squirming helplessly to get away. The sole of her foot nearing,
getting bigger and bigger, blotting out the sun. He could see the
stains of the trees and brush clinging to the sole of her gigantic
bare foot, then the terrible pressure as the heavy sole made
contact with his helpless body. The pressure would mount swiftly as
she stepped carelessly down on him, his arms trying futilely to
ward off a foot as big as a falling truck, and many times heaver.
His arms would crumple back until he was pressed against the ground
by her massive bare sole, his ribs would crack, he would be
squeezed between her enormous foot and the ground like a grain of
wheat under a millstone, squashing his body down flatter and
flatter until the final moment when his head would pop like a grape
and it would be all over. He'd look like a slug smashed under a
sledge hammer. Turned to mush under the sole of her enormous foot
and driven deep into the earth by the colossal weight of her lovely
gigantic body. 
     He shook his head to clear it, and took a deep breath, what
was he thinking? She had been taking wonderful care of him. He
remembered when the house was collapsing around them, and she
carefully held him under the enormous overhang of her gigantic
tits, while she shielded him with her hands, carefully brushing the
debris away from him. He had probably never been safer than he was
now, protected by this titanic giantess. But still he shivered as
he thought of the way that gargantuan foot coming down on him would
squish him. 
     Suddenly she held up her fist with him in it, "Look, Charlie,
There's the place I was thinking about. The stream don't look as
big as I remember, and for that matter the trees don't either."
     It was Charlie's turn to chuckle, "Hey, Wanda, You're probably
a little bigger than you were the last time you were here."
     She laughed, "You're right, I almost forgot. Things seem
different, but I forgot I was so big."
     "You're holding me in the palm of one hand like a little bug,
and you fogot? How the hell can you forget you're a hundred foot
pluss giantess? Hell, the fifty foot woman wouldn't come up to your
crotch. And you forgot?"
     "Watch it little man, I might forget how big I am again and
give you a great big squeeze. How'd you like that?"
     "Well, now that you mention it, probably not very much.
Normally, I love getting squeezed by you, but only if you remember
how big and strong you are."
     She giggled, "right!" and lifted him up to her billboard size
face and squeezed him gently against one massive cheek with her
fingers. Then spun him about like a toy and brought him against her
lips. Lips that could swallow him whole. She puckered those great
plush lips and kissed him with lips more than a foot thick and
nearly as wide as he was tall. He shivered as the warm moist lips
pressed against his tiny body. Then he felt the enormous mass of
her tongue rub against his side. The hot wet rasp of her tongue
moved over his side and pulled his shirt up baring his flesh to the
erotic touch of her giant tongue. The great rough tongue was a warm
soft pressure as it slid along his side, erotically rough and soft
at the same time. He felt the thrill of a giant kiss as she played
with him with her gargantuan lips and tongue. He flung his arms
wide and was unable to reach the sides of her enormous mouth,
leaning forward into the lips he kissed and licked all over those
massive lips. 
     She giggled, "You tickle, but I love it. You're the neatest
little thing I've ever seen. I love you, but you don't need those
clothes up here in my mountains."
     "Your mountains?"
     "Sure, there's a few things about me you don't know. My
parents lived here. I was raised here in the mountains. I own
everything you've seen in the last two days. I own more than ten
thousand acres around here. Surprised?"
     "TEN THOUSAND acres? I thought you were a poor little working
girl." 
     "Well I worked because I wanted to. I didn't want some bum
courting me for my money, and me falling in love with him, only to
find out too late he was just after my money."
     "Oh, my God! You're kidding, aren't you?"
     "No, I really do own a lot of mountain property, and have
enough money to live comfortably the rest of my life without
lifting a hand."
     "Bu- bu- but- I- I.... thought...."
     "You thought what?"
     "I... I... I..." he stammered.
     "Yes go on."
     "But I've loved you for such a long time, and now you tell me
you're rich."
     "I told you, I didn't want some bum trying to marry me for my
money."   
     "But... but... now what are you going to do?"
     "Well first I'm going to fuck you."
     "Y- Y- You're g- g- gonna' what?"
     "I - I - I'm g- g- gonna' f- f- fu- fuck you" she teased.
     "But you're a hundred feet tall!"
     "I'd guess more like a hundred thirty or forty," she teased.
     "B-Bu-but... H-h-how, are you.... I mean...."
     "I know what you mean, even if you don't. And I also know the
answer. But you might not like it!"
     "Like what?"
     "What I'm gonna do with your precious little body."
     "What're you gonna' do?"
     "You'll find out soon enough."
     "Waaanda...."
     "Whhaaat...." she teased him.
     "I... I... What're you gonna do?"
     "let's start by getting those little clothes off." and she
lifted him to her cavernous mouth and flicked her tongue out
licking up along his body and lifting his shirt again. 
     "Wanda...." he was screaming, "Wha- wha-"
     "Relax, little man, you'll find out soon enough. It's
something I've dreamed of for years. You know how little I was?
Well I used to love to read Gulliver's Travels and wish I was
Gulliver and had all those little men to play with."
     "What do you mean, play with."
     "Well let's put it this way, when I was younger I got a barbie
and Ken doll set for Christmas, and I never in my life had as much
fun as I had with that little Ken doll. He's had an adventurous
life, he was a real explorer you know. He was never afraid of
anything. He used to love spelunking. He was a great cave explorer,
and he broke my cherry when I was only fifteen. He's gone places
where no man has ever gone before, you know."
     Charlie was in complete shock, "Wanda, what are you saying?"
     "I mean your gonna' be the first man to go where no man has
gone before."
     By this time she was lying back on the hillside with her knees
pulled up and her gigantically long legs stretched out over the
rippling little brook, holding Charlie between her fingers just in
front of her cavernous mouth. She pressed him against her lips,
caught his shirt between her teeth, and pulled. The material was
far too delicate as far as she was concerned, it gave way too
easily as she tugged lightly with her enormous teeth. Charlie was
bare from his waist up with one little tug from her teeth. She held
him out in front of her face and looked at him. 
     "You sure are a handsome little man. But then I've known that
for a long time. Let's see what else you've got for me." and she
brought him back up to her lips.
     This time she merely licked his chest with her huge sinuous
tongue. He squirmed and wriggled in her fingers, but when she moved
him away from her lips she saw that he was smiling. 
     "MMmm... you like my playing with you? Let's see how much you
like it."
     She brought him up against her lips again and this time
flipped him upside down and licked down across his chest pushing
his pants down slightly with her tongue, up to her, but pulling his
pants down over his hips since he was upside down in her fingers. 
     He screamed again, "Wanda... don't!"
     "Don't what? I haven't done anything to you.... yet...!"
     She brough him up against her mouth again and pressing his
hips against her lips caught his pants between her teeth then
lifted him slowly. His pants were only slightly stronger than his
shirt and ripped easily as she pulled him out of his pants, ripping
them off while she held them clamped in her teeth. Then held him up
before her face. She laughed as she spit his pants out and looked
at his now naked body. 
     "What's the matter, little man, I thought you loved me? You
don't even have a hard on."
     "Wanda.... what are you doing."
     "Hell, I thought you were smarter than that. I'm undressing
you by ripping your clothes off with my teeth. It's fun, you wiggle
and squirm real neat, you're a fun little toy. Ken never wiggled,
he let me undress him and never even moved."
     "Wanda, you're talking about a doll, not a man. What are you
doing to me?"
     "Getting you ready for a little spelunking. Do you like
exploring caves?"
     "What are you talking about? What caves?"
     "You really don't know?"
     "No, I really don't know."
     "Well then, how about a little hint." and she lifted him to
her mouth once more and opened her mouth till it yawned open wider
than he was tall. Then she juggled him around with her immense
fingertips and held him with his feet pointed toward her mouth.
Suddenly she flicked her massive tongue out and licked his feet. He
jerked his feet back away from her tongue. She closed her lips on
his feet and grinned, then she said, "Here's your first little
cave. Ready to go spelunking?" She sucked gently on his trapped
feet.
     Charlie couldn't believe what was happening, and screamed.
     "NO..... Wanda...... what are you doing?"
     She chuckled down in her throat since he was half way inside
her mouth. He was struggling with all his might, which to her was
completely insignificant as she slowly sucked him deeper and deeper
into her mouth. Her lips were holding his hips and he was beating
fiercly at her giant lips as they squeezed down on his stomach.
Suddenly he felt her massive tongue thrust his legs apart and slide
up between them. He tried futilely to hold his legs together, but
her tongue was more powerful than his entire body. He was totally
helpless as that immense, sinuous muscle flicked him about like a
little tidbit in her mouth. He felt the tip of her tongue probe
gently into his crotch, then rub slowly back and forth across his
prick and balls lifting and massaging them, coating him with her
warm saliva. The soft warmth of her enormous lips holding him and
the erotic feeling of her sinuous tongue caresssing and licking his
prick quickly had it swollen and hard. He was again forgetting his
fear of this titanic giantess as she played erotically with his
entire body as if it were no more than a toy for her. He couldn't
believe how wonderful her soft hot tongue caressing and fondling
his body felt. Her fingers squeezed gently on his sides and she
slowly withdrew him from her mouth still sucking gently and
wriggling her tongue in his crotch. 
     He couldn't believe how aroused he had become as she held him
up against her enormous giant lips and flicked the tip of her
gigantic tongue on his stiff throbbing prick. Her breath washing
over him as she rubbed and caressed him sent him into orgasm in
moments. He shuddered and heaved thrusting his stiff swollen prick
between her giant lips and felt the fantastic thrill of her
erotically rough tongue rubbing the tip of his prick while she
gently sucked on it. He bucked and heaved in her fingers, writhing
and squirming ecstatically as he blew an enormous load of jism into
her mouth. Actually he squirted it on her lips like a little doll,
his prick wasn't long enough to even penetrate the thickness of her
giant lips as he exploded again and again. 
     Wanda felt him bucking and wriggling in her fingers, then her
lips felt him shudder and twist in their grip. She tasted a tiny
drop of salt on her lower lip and flicked it off with a single
swipe of her tongue. She chuckled to herself, she had sucked him
off in seconds, he was such a tiny little toy. He had exploded and
orgasmed in her lips and she knew that he had shot, what to him was
a tremendous load of cum into her mouth. She giggled and almost
blew him out of her mouth, his tremendous explosions of lust had
been so tiny, that if she hadn't been trying to feel him, she would
have missed them totally. His "Quart of cum" was a tiny drop she
could barely taste, and that disappeared with a flick of her
tongue. She giggled and felt her crotch getting wet as she realized
that he was not a tiny bug sized man, but a full sized, six foot,
hundred eighty pound man, and she was a giantess so huge that he
only seemed tiny as a bug. As she felt the heat rising in her
loins, and her crotch getting wet as she thought about him, she
slowly withdrew him from her lips and smiled down at his tiny
little form. 
     "Well, that's one cave for you to explore. What do you think
of your first cave exploration?"
     Charlie only moaned, and lay limply in the palm of her hand. 
     "Poor, little man. Am I too much for you? We haven't even
begun to play yet. You have another, much bigger cave to explore
you know."
     She was sitting leaning back against a hillside with her knees
drawn up and legs spread wide apart as she looked down at him.
     "Want to rest a bit?"
     And she giggled as he simply nodded his head and smiled up at
her. 

     "Well, I know that you've always liked my tits. They may not
have been very big before, but they were more than adequate for a
girl my size. And they're still "Big for my size," but look at my
size now. Want to try sitting on my nipple? I think you can, since
playing with you has gotten it hard. Here try it!" and she lowered
him to her gargantuan bare breast. 
     Turning him about in with her fingertips so that he faced her
mountainous tit she brought him against her enormous breast and
pressed his body against the smooth firm titty-flesh. 
     "Spread your legs, Charlie" and she sat him astride one of her
tremendous nipples. "See, you can sit on my nipple. Isn't that
neat? Do you remember reading Gulliver's Travels? Remember the
scene with the 'ladies in waiting' where there was a 'sweet
frolicsome girl of sixteen' who set Gulliver astride her nipple,
'with many other tricks' that he never told the readers about?
Well, here's the sitting on the nipple trick, want to know what the
'many other tricks were?"
     Charlie didn't know whether to scream for her to let him go,
or to sit back and let her play with him. He was still shuddering
with ecstasy, and his prick was still hard from her gigantic blow
job. He couldn't believe she had done that to him. Sucking him off
with lips bigger than his whole body, Oh, God... she was fantastic.
He didn't know what she could possibly do to top that fabulously
erotic game. But he thought he would soon find out, if she could or
not. He was sitting on a nipple swollen bigger than his head and
clinging to her tit with arms that wouldn't reach far enough around
her giant tit to get any kind of a grip. He hoped she wouldn't drop
him, it was a good forty feet down to her lap. He looked down into
that colossal lap, and gasp. He knew why her nipples were swollen
so hard. Her other hand was down in her crotch playing with her
pussy. Suddenly he nearly choked, as what she had said about her
Ken doll earlier dawned on him. 'Ken busted her cherry when she was
fifteen!' "He" hadn't 'busted her cherry' she had done it using the
doll as a dildo! He shivered in terror as he realized where he was
going 'spelunking' and what "cave" he was going to explore. No! she
wouldn't! Would she? It was only moments later when he got his
answer. 
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to be continued..