Faeries
By ESC  c. 1993
Seventy feet looked a reasonable guess for her height compared to my six feet.
Update: 08/06/1998 to giantess


It was a warm and humid June evening and the fireflies were just starting
to punctuate the darkness of the swamp.  Between the frog and insect
noises of early twilight and the quiet darkness of the deep night lies a
period when your senses can be dominated by the light shows of the
firefly.  Never tiring of such displays I have been coming to the swamp
specifically to watch these lightshows for years.  I settled back and
began to enjoy the display that was just starting to fire up around me. 

As the show progressed, rich patterns emerged from the otherwise random
flashes . I thought I could hear faint music in the distance, but that
didn't make sense. This wouldn't be too unusual on a Friday evening as
folk music was regularly performed near the swamp then, but this was
Tuesday.  As I turned to the South, where the music seemed to be coming
from, I saw a blaze of reds, blues, purples and any number of other colors
erupting from a clearing a few hundred feet away.  Curiosity got the best
of me and I grabbed my camera and started towards the lights. 

One thing was certain -- the music was real.  I could make out a bowed
instrument along with a flute and several voices that sounded Gaelic to my
ears . The lights were not flickering like a firefly display, but rather
stayed on and seemed to dart about from the bushes to the tree tops about
fifty feet above me . There was so much light that the trees were casting
flickering shadows that reminded me of flames. 

Moving slowly and quietly I finally made it to the bushes next to the
clearing and watched the display.  The music was now very close, but I
didn't want to disturb whoever - or whatever - was making it.  I felt for
my camera and realized I must have dropped it somewhere along the way. 
Even though it was expensive, this was of immediate interest and I stayed
fixed. 

Abruptly the music stopped and the flying lights returned to a spot
somewhere in the clearing.  A large bluish-orange flame erupted and wild
dance music and the chanting of women's voices in a language I didn't
recognize filled the air.  I could only see the top of the flame over the
bushes.  It was time to find out what was going on in there. 

Rather than carefully calculating what to do in an unusual situation I
tend to burst in and do something stupid.  With my curiosity getting the
best of me there was the potential for an act of world class stupidity. 

"Excuse me" I said as I stumbled through the bushes.  The music stopped
abruptly and spread out before me was a ring of tiny human-like creatures
encircling the fire.  One of them flew over to meet me suspended by what
appeared to be butterfly wings.  She was a perfectly formed beautiful
woman only six inches tall.  She carried a staff with a that glowed an
intense indigo.  As I stood there with my mouth open, she flew closer and
touched me on the lips while chanting in what sounded like the same
strange language I had just heard. 

Suddenly I was enveloped by a curtain of deep green light and a warm soft
feeling.  The feeling was one of almost complete peace bordering on joy. 
Even though I started to feel like I was falling I did not want the
experience to end.  The light intensified to the point where I could not
see through it and joy was replaced by exhaustion as I fought to keep my
eyes open. 

I came to feeling very groggy.  Somehow I had this dream that I had been
kissed by a faerie, but I was completely disoriented.  I felt the ground
around me and could only feel something soft, warm and sweet smelling.  I
tried to stand up, but the ground was sloping away from me.  I could feel
it pulsate rhythmically and it slowly heaved in and out - looking up I saw
an enormous beautiful face looking at me.  I was trying to stand on the
breast of a giantess! 

Her breasts were each much larger than me.  Her nipples were hard and
erect and too big for me to place a hand around.  Her big light-brown
aureole were almost as big around as my legs were long.  Everything was
glistening with a sweat that had an overpowering erotic quality about it. 

She watched my amazement for awhile and then delicately took me between
her thumb and index finger.  She held me so we could maintain eye contact
and we gazed at each other.  The tip of her tongue glided over her lips as
we increase d the intensity of our silence.  Not knowing if she could
speak I finally broke down and asked her who she was and what she was
doing with me. 

In a thick Irish accent she replied that she was a faerie and that she had
claimed me for watching the faerie dance.  I protested that faeries were
small, yet she was obviously a giantess.  Now she laughed.  She turned me
around and I saw others like her of her size gathered around to watch with
a huge fire that leapt hundreds of feet into the air lighting them from
behind.  Beyond the fire were huge trees soaring into the darkness -- I
had never seen anything so big. It started to sink in that she must have
caused me to shrink to a very small size. 

"I made you as small to me as I was to you - you are now twelve times
twelve smaller than you were... " Now the whole troop of faeries gathered
around me laughing and became touching and stroking me with their long
fingers.  One of them thrust an enormous nipple into my face and demanded
that I milk her.  My giantess - the others called her Kyle - covered me
with her hands.  "The human is mine" she announced with some authority as
she started to fly away from the others. 

Daylight was starting to break in the East and I was able to get a better
look at my new giant friend.  Seventy feet looked a reasonable guess for
her height compared to my six feet.  She wasn't wearing a stitch of
clothing and was only burdened by me and an enormous luminescent indigo
staff that must have been fifty feet long.  Her wings were translucent
with yellow, green, blue and red patterns.  Flight was effortless for her
and we quietly glided through the treetops accompanied only by her
singing. 

"You know you're my first man" came the heavy Irish accent.  We spent the
next hour of flying getting to know each other.  She was nineteen and had
a reputation for being fascinated with humans.  Faeries keep away from
people in general, despite the fact that faerie magic is strong.  She told
me she had a normal human friend but this was extremely unusual and she
would be ostracized from her troop if this was discovered.  We were going
to see her friend who would watch after me when Kyle had to attend to
faerie business.  "Twas good we got away as my troop is prone to orgy...". 
Although that would normally soun d very interesting I decided not to
pursue that line of though and changed the subject. 

We were now flying over enormous structures that turned out to be part of
a modest subdivision.  Kyle swooped down and we slipped through a
partially opene d window of a lighted room.  Judging by the easel and
brushes we were in an artist's studio.  Everything looked familiar, but so
large that the whole place seemed surreal.  "Kyle!" I turned around to see
where the voice came from and was staggered to see a mountain of a woman. 

She was both young and pretty, but also impossibly huge.  Kyle held me up
to he r friend's eyes and offered introductions.  Standing on Kyle's hand
I bowed and both of them laughed.  They started into the conversation of
close friends, but I was unable to pay attention be surrounded by such
massive giantesses. 

Everything was almost one hundred and fifty times larger than "normal" to
me (one hundred and forty-four times exactly from Kyle's comments).  Suzi
was wearing a denim top that left her midriff bare.  I am normally taken
by bare middles, but her size was focusing my attention much more
strongly.  Her mouth must have been thirty feet across and her aureole
seemed bigger than a two car garage (I later paced them off at just over
twenty five feet in diameter). 


"You're both humans and you're going to be good friends"  With that the
smaller of the giantesses leapt into the air and flew over to and out the
window. Watching giant faeries fly is not something that I was used to and
I found myself staring at her as she flew away. 

The larger giantess walked over to the window to watch her little friend
fly away.  It stuck me that I was amazed by the fact that something as
large as my faerie giantess could fly and the human giantess was probably
amazed that something as small as a faerie could exist.  As she reached up
to close the window I noticed that she was wearing some well-worn cutoffs. 
Her back was bare and beautiful - I found myself daydreaming about sliding
from the small o f her back down to the cleavage of her firm young ass. 
As she turned around she was arranging her breasts in her top. 

The huge giantess returned to me, towering over me like a skyscraper (at
her scale she was a skyscraper at over seven hundred and fifty feet tall). 
"Hi again ...  don't worry, size isn't important to me"  she said laughing
as she knelt down to have a better look.  You're so tiny ... see if you
can climb ont o my hand..  Her huge hand came down next to me and her
fingers spread out before me.  I pulled myself onto Suzi's four foot high
finger tip and walked along her thirty foot long little finger to her palm
which could have easily held a norma l house.  She gently picked me up and
walked over to a shelf where she located a magnifying glass.  All she
could say was "so tiny, so pretty..." as she examine d me.  Despite the
warmth of her breath and body I was covered with goosebumps from my
excitement. 

So as to not get too horny I complained that all of this was more than a
little embarrassing ( I didn't have any clothes) and was surprised that
she agreed - after all, she was certainly in control.  She was just
curious what I looked like.  I half jokingly mentioned that I didn't know
what she looked like only t o be placed on the shelf while the
woman-mountain shed all of her clothes in what looked to be a schoolgirl's
attempt at a strip tease.  She laughed and told me that no one had ever
had so much luck getting her to take her clothes off so early in a date. 
I noticed that her nipples were very erect as I gazed up and down her
well-proportioned statuesque physique. 

She offered her hand again and took me up to her face so we could talk. 
She wa s twenty three (she looked more like eighteen or nineteen) and had
been living here for about a year after having graduated with a degree in
art.  Her aim was find work as an artist, but no one liked the fantasy
paintings she tended towards.  Like me she spent time in the swamp and
came across Kyle near daybreak.  Kyle couldn't make it back to her troop
in the daylight, so she befriended Suzi and asked to stay under Suzi's
protection that day.  The two of them became fast friends and have been
seeing each other on a daily basis since. 

Watching the reaction of Suzi's body when she spoke of her friendship to
Kyle I started to wonder if there might be some sparks stronger than just
a friendship there.  If they weren't already lovers, Suzi was certainly
interested in her little faerie.  Apparently faeries are as strong as
normal humans and the two o f them enjoyed wrestling and rough housing
together.  Suzi showed off her arm muscles that she had been working on
for their next match.  Although Suzi is slender, her flexed upper arm was
probably over forty feet in diameter.  All of this continued to be very
distracting.  She was a good conversationalist and I welcomed talking with
her to divert my attention from what my body was telling me. 

Aside from our sizes we had much in common.  Both of us spent quite a bit
of time watching everything that happened in the swamp and both of us
laughed at the same jokes.  We talked about her work and both of us
thought that she could do some very interesting fantasy art with
giantesses - it isn't often that a fantasy artist can have a model.  I
asked if she was uncomfortable with my tiny size and was relieved when she
said she thought it was kind of neat and, well, kinky.  It turned out that
she considered herself short at five foot three and had never been with a
man shorter than herself.  Until now of course - I was only a half inch
tall.  We were quickly becoming close friends.  The funny thin g was that
I had never been interested in women as short as Suzi was in real life .
Now I was very interested in her. 

Suzi was very curious about the nature of my relationship was to Kyle.  As
far as both of us could tell I was now Kyle's.  Apparently faeries like to
use captured humans as sex toys, but Kyle seemed a bit different -- at
least I thought she was as she hadn't done anything yet and she had
"saved" me from the faerie orgy.  Suzi was clearly interested in doing
something with me, but was worried that Kyle might be upset.  She told me
she was worried about upsetting Kyle as she was told that a faeries' magic
on humans is permanent.  I had bette r get used to seventy foot faeries
and skyscraper human women as that would be my future. 

Suzi said that she was having a hard time listening to me and that she had
some work to do, but that she wanted to continue talking.  I suggested
that she coul d put me in her ear if she didn't mind not having eye
contact.  Once again I climbed onto her lowered finger and up into her
palm while she transported me t o her right ear.  She pulled her hair back
and watched me get in with a mirror. Finally she tied a piece of her long
light brown hair around my waist so I wouldn't fall out easily.  Bondage
has always seemed a bit racy, but I had neve r imagined being confined to
someone's ear. 

I could just stand in the entrance of her ear and decided to sit down and
continue the conversation.  I joked with her that she had to much ear wax
and felt everything around me heat up and go bright red as I had
embarrassed her. I quickly reassured her that I was just joking and she
quickly came back to normal. 

We started talking about relationships as she started painting.  She had
bad luck with men and felt that her only close friend was Kyle - except
for me she added (of course being in someone's ear makes you very close to
them).  As she talked about their relationship she mentioned that Kyle
liked to play with her nipples and other areas.  As she mentioned this she
became embarrassed and I found myself surrounded by her glowing ear. 

This shift of conversation was getting me aroused again and I started
playing with her big ear lobes as well as stroking the beginning of her
ear canal with my left foot.  "Oh god that feels good - WHAT are you
doing?!?".  As I slowly described what I was doing in lurid detail Suzi
became even more aroused - her pulse quickened about me and the surface of
her skin started to become covered with beads of sweat.  "Are you getting
as horny as I am?" she giggled through the lowest voice she could muster. 
She was starting to slowly sway and I could only imagine that she was
playing with herself. 

I started to work my way up her ear as they seemed incredibly sensitive
judging by her protests and moaning.  The folds of her ear were just big
enough to hold me and I made a point of telling her what part of me was
rubbing against what part of her ear as I moved up to the upper folds. 
Her ear was very red and war m and throbbed in time with her pulse. 
Something crashed and a huge shudder move d through her body and into her
ear.  "See, you've made it so I can't even hold a paintbrush!"  I wondered
if she was using it to paint or to play with herself. 

I continued and another shudder ripped through her body.  She gasped and I
found myself holding onto her ear and checked the knot in her hair around
my waist.  I asked her if she was feeling all right (my ears needed
popping as I had fallen a few hundred feet in a second or two) and she
gasped that I had knocked her to her knees.  I asked her if she wanted me
to quit.  "No way!" boomed my giantess. She said she needed me to come out
and play with her.  I told her that would be fun, but for now I wanted to
keep playing with her ear. I found myself dangling from her hair with her
palm stretched out under me. "You don't have a choice in the matter.  I've
got a few ideas." 


She helped me roll off her palm onto a handkerchief that she had placed on
the hardwood floor as she stretched her huge naked body out on along the
floor. "OK -- you're free to do what you want with me Gulliver."  I asked
her if she c ould roll over and place me on her belly.  "I'll roll over,
but its up to you to continue from there."  This wasn't going to be easy
as she was so huge.  I nudged her fingers tips signaling that she should
open a space between her ring finger and pinkie.  I walked between her
fingers and started climbing onto the soft skin that separates the
fingers.  She was very sensitive there, so I spent some time rubbing my
penis across her stretched skin.  She had propped herself up and was
watching .  Her trembles communicated the fact that she wa s excited. 

After playing with her for a time I climbed up onto her outstretched palm
and started the three hundred foot trek along her warm sweat-covered arm
taking tim e off to give sensual attention to the inside of her elbow. 
Again she seemed ver y aroused by this attention.  Ripples of excitement
swept through her muscles. Her upper arm was somewhat muscular and she
toyed with me by flexing her biceps and triceps as I struggled up to her
shoulder.  Ridges of muscle as tall as I was would rise up whenever she
flexed herself. She could bounce me several feet into the air and she
seemed to love doing this.  Her laughing indicated that this was more in
the line of being fun rather than erotic.  It was a struggle, but I
finally made it to her shoulder where I was only about a hundred feet hike
to her left nipple.  We made eye contact with each other and it was clear
that things were going to get erotic again. 

Her breast was like a smoothly curved, warm living hill and it was frankly
very exciting to have her watch me as I climbed and crawled towards her
towering nipple.  Her nipple was erect and somewhat taller than me.  I
grabbed as much o f it as I could and hugged it to myself.  "You've been
so naughty I'm going to have to do something with you."  I felt a silken
rope against my back and ass and looked up to see that she was tying me to
her nipple with a few of her hairs.  "I need to exercise for Kyle and
you'll have to be my prisoner." 

I could feel her pulse through my feet on her aureole as well as against
that huge nipple of hers that I was being tied to.  My bindings changed
their tightness with her heartbeat and they were getting tighter as her
nipple swelle d to an even greater size.  I moaned and asked to be
released, which she did with a tiny flick of her index finger and thumb. 
"You'll have to start the exercises.  Let's see you do some pullups" she
said looking directly at me and her nipple.  I slid off a few times as she
was very sweaty and quivering by now . She finally tied a strand of her
hair around my waist and then around her nippl e with about ten feet of
slack.  "I think you're shaking as much as I am." 

She was obviously trying to be careful, but her exercising was so vigorous
at my size that I spent most of my time bouncing around on the edge of
her aureole. She must have thought this was fun as she started flexing
muscles to do nothing other than bounce me around.  All of this was
getting both of us very horny and her smell began to take on a decidedly
sexual character. 

"God I'm wet!"  Now I realized why I was seeing only one of her hands. 
Her right hand came up and plucked the hair that tethered me to her
nipple.  She held me by the hair around my waist and moved me over her
crotch.  Indeed her other hand was busy. 

"Now I'm ready to show you something."  She parted her labia with three
enormous fingers and I literally gasped when I saw the size of her juicy
squirming tunnel -- she was holding it to at least twenty feet in
diameter. 

I pleaded with her not to put me in there as she wouldn't feel much and it
woul d be very dangerous.  "You're right -- you'd probably down in there
or get crushed.  It's too bad as I liked the idea of someone walking
around in me."  I suggested that she place me on her clit instead and was
surprised that she didn't know what I meant.  I gave her instructions
which had her to expose it with her finger tips and had her deposit me
next to it while she kept it exposed.  It was slightly smaller than I was
- perhaps five feet long - purplish red, warm, wet and throbbing.  I
climbed onto it and started touching it with my hands.  "Oh God that
wonderful!"  Please do whatever you're doing only more!"  I had to cling
to it as tightly as enormous shudders ripped throug h her body as she
cried out and came again and again.  "Stop stop - pleaaaassseee stop!",
she gasped without really meaning it.  This was too much fun nibbling and
biting her as well as stroking her beautiful organ with my hands and legs.
For awhile I seemed to be in control of my giantess and both of us loved
it. Kneading her with my arms or legs would quickly bring her to a climax
and nibbling her brought on violent bucking orgasms.  It was like the two
of us were performing an orgasmic dance and I was leading despite being so
tiny. 

We were both completely absorbed in the act of love making and I was
covered head to toe with her wetness when a pair of big fingers seized me
around the waist.  Something was wrong as Suzi's fingers were far too
large to hold me in this fashion - these were still big at about four feet
long, but they were much closer to my size than Suzi's digits. 

I quickly found myself looking directly into Kyle's face.  "Suzi must
think you're pretty sexy to steal you from me so quickly" she laughed.  It
seemed that she had been slowly teaching Suzi about erotic pleasures and
still had man y lessons to give.  "You seem to have real talents working
down below."  I looked up at her face and saw a slightly evil grin. 
"Would you like to test yourself on me while I teach Suzi how it is really
done"?  As she said this I found myself being lowered between her legs
while she worked her way into the canyon formed by Suzi's towering thighs. 

A piece of leather found its way around my ass, between Kyle's legs and
around her ass to hold me in place.  "It would be a shame to loose you in
Suzi's vagina...", she said with that wicked twinkle in her eyes. 

I quickly found Kyle's clit and started playing with it with my tongue
while I reached under her and traced out her vaginal opening with the palm
of my right hand.  This place was about the right size - I could be a
dildo for Kyle. 

Their smells were as different and strong as they were wonderful.  Kyle
had an extremely rich almost floral odor, much that was stronger than
Suzi's woody odo r when you were close to it.  Suzi's odor, although not
as intense as Kyle's, was everywhere.  As we heated up the humidity
increased to the point where it felt like it would start raining sex at
any minute. 

"You seem to know your way around here very well little human" came the
Irish accent, which now seemed to be filled with pure lust. 

As I was licking and holding my faeries' pleasure I found myself looking
up and took an occasional glimpse of her tongue on Suzi's clit about forty
feet away. Suzi's excitement mounted and she started bucking and yelping. 
Kyle knew what she was doing when she tied me to her.  Kyle reacted to
this with trobs, moans and wildly beating wings.  Warm salty moisture
started dripping from Kyle's crotch and she started rubbing my ass with a
fingertip that she had dipped in her own juices.  She held my cheeks
slightly apart and filled my cleavage with her hot fluids.  Her wings were
beating so wildly that Suzi had to work at holding the powerful faerie in
place. 

I was now sliding on Kyle despite the leather straps.  Suzi was getting
off pouring oil over Kyle's rear and in her enthusiasm we were being
covered. Kyle sensed my plight and snapped the leather straps so she could
take me to her thick lips.  She carefully licked me off while Suzi
carefully watched and did the same with her. The oil that covered me was
an oil that heated up with moisture and I felt like I was being
microwaved.  At the same time I could feel both of them breathing hotly on
me. 

Soon I was up to my chest in the faerie's mouth with her tongue working me
over . It turned out that Kyle was incredibly skilled with her tongue.  It
would dart up between my legs, briefly touching my penis and balls and
then it would rub against my ass and go back down my legs leaving me with
a tingling sensation as she toyed with my feet.  She had a great sense for
rhythm, pressure and speed, going very slowly at times flicking the tip,
while racing around all of me at breakneck speeds at other times.  Suzi
asked her to describe what she was doing and was probably trying the same
thing as Kyle started moaning even more.  Our faerie started singing
something in her Gaelic tongue which vibrated all of my privates driving
me to the brink of coming. I could feel Kyle's movements and Suzi's
rhythmic responses to her movements - the act had become music. 

These games continued for some time until I finally could take no more and
cam e in Kyle's mouth as my rhythm and intensity finally matched hers. 
Kyle had already come numerous times and seemed exhausted.  Suzi took Kyle
from her lips and placed her between her breasts while Kyle, in turn, took
me out and placed me between her breasts.  I drifted off to sleep with
Kyle stroking my rear. 

I awoke to a warm breeze and looked around wishing I could continue the
amazing fantasy I had been dreaming.  I rolled over to get a bit more
sleep and felt a warm pillowy feeling.  Startled I opened my eyes and
found that I really was laying between the breasts of a giant faerie -- it
was not a dream! 

Kyle was still sleeping and Suzi had placed us on some silk near her
easel.  He r warm breath was the wind that woke me up.  "I'm sorry for
waking you up" she said as quietly as she could so as to not wake Kyle.  I
have this great idea fo r a painting and needed her to change position. 
In the bright daylight I had my first good look at her.  She was truly
magnificent - a radiant smile, proportionally small perfectly shaped
derriere, firm "little" breasts and a stunning face.  I really didn't
appreciate her beauty until she was a quarter mile away where I could
really see all of her. 

Kyle slowly awakened and prepared for her trip back to the troop.  She was
stil l excited from our little orgy and was delighted to learn that Suzi
and I had as much fun as she did.  I was now time to get to know each
other deeply so we could become a threesome.  There were clearly things we
could do together sexually and otherwise.  Kyle even promised to come up
with some clothing for m e to add a bit to the mystery. 

Kyle fluttered off leaving Suzi and I alone with each other.  "Are you
hungry o r thirsty?"  I told my seventy five story woman I was thirsty and
asked if she could give me anything to drink.  She ran through the list of
orange juice, water and coffee.  I asked if she had any milk.  "I don't
know, let me check" Her hand went under her shirt started to play with her
right nipple.  "I probably have more than enough for you -- do you like it
warm?"