Return of the 50ft Woman
by Blakhart@gnn.com
A sequel to the Attack of the 50ft Woman fim in the '50s
Update: 21/10/1997 to giantess


THE RETURN OF THE 50-FT. WOMAN....

This story is based on the recent movie starring Daryl Hannah in the 
remake of the 50's classic...at the end of the new version,  Nancy and 
her dimunitive husband, Harry, were blasting into space with other giant 
women and their small mates....the story takes place almost five years 
after the incident where Nancy attacked the army and was almost killed 
by them....Now Nancy, more aggressive than ever before,  has become 
second in command to the leader of the planet of the giantessess, 
Valusia...the leader's name is Xena...and Harry still hasn't gotten the 
point and that is he is a six foot man among 50-FT GIANT WOMEN... 


Nancy had just finished her plans for the new cyberplumbing system, when 
she heard the familiar miniscule yell of her teeny tiny husband.  She 
stood up with her blonde tresses flowing behind her.  She was wearing 
the gold lame bikini top of the second in command.  Her well muscled abs 
rippling as she strode majestic to Harry's "cage".  The bottom half of 
her command attire was biker shorts accentuating finely muscular thighs.  
Nancy taught her troops that you can be a good soldier if you stay 
finely tuned and finely attired.  Nancy had changed greatly since her 
days as a mousy Earth woman married to a mouse of a man.  She stood with 
her hands on her hips in front of  what looked like a dollhouse.   It 
was in the middle of the room on a midsize table.  She bent down and 
peered inside the windows of the dollhouse. 

"What is it, Harry?" The giant basso voice of Nancy thundered the walls 
of the dollhouse. 

"You like doing that, don't you?" A tiny voice yelled out and the man 
who plotted against her, slept with the town whore, treated her like 
trash, and slept with her Cousin Vera stepped into view of the Gigantic 
Nancy.  "Gives you a sense of power, control...you overgrown BITCH!!!" 

"Harry, get used to it," She sighed and pulled a chair closer to the 
table, "and I 'm getting tired, little man, of being called a bitch.  I 
've been patient with you for too long. 
 It will soon be time for me to get a divorce...and believe me, I will 
be the only one to live after the divorce." 

"Don't threaten me, Nancy, I can see through all the command crap.  I 
know you, Nancy.  You're still scared, frightened and in need of me to 
take charge for you." He stepped all the way to the edge of the tiny 
terrace and boldly looked into the billboard sized face of his wife.  
"You want me to sleep with other women, you want me to treat you like 
crap because Nancy...you....are...crap!" 

Nancy knocked the chair back with a colossal thud and stood up to her 
full enormous height.  The Valusians were impressed with the fact that 
of all the Earth women they had brought to their planet, Nancy had 
continued to grow well past usual Earth standards.  In the third year, 
she finally stopped growing at 95 feet!!!  She could control her size 
sometimes...and shrink back to 50 feet...but anger usually sent her 
growth out of control.  She destroyed many homes before they built her 
an open roof home. Now, as she stood before the shrinking dollhouse, she 
had to be almost 75 feet in height!!! 

She grabbed the entire house with one hand.  It was so small and she 
could just crush him....and ...and...she thought about it...she calmed 
down and began to shrink...she placed the dollhouse on the table. As she 
regained her fifty foot height, she reached in the window and grabbed 
her little husband.  Nancy's giant fingers wrapped around him, warm, 
soft and moist with sweat...an erection formed..."STOP!! Put me down!" 
He yelled at her.  He wanted to die.  He wanted to piss her off enough 
to get her to kill him. He hated this world of giant women.  All his 
life, he had used women.  Mom, sis, Vera, Nancy, every woman he'd ever 
known.  And now, all women were fifty feet or more in height and he was 
as insignificant as an ant....except for the fact that he could still 
make Nancy angry....it was his last trump card and he didn't know how 
long he could keep using it. 

An whoosh of air rushed past him as she lifted him to her face...."I do 
want you, Harry...little man with little pecker...is it hard?...I bet 
you wish you had that wetsuit and flashlight NOW!!!!"  She laughed as 
she opened her mouth and sucked on the nude little man like he was a 
popsicle...she was careful not let Harry get too close to her teeth...in 
and out, he went...yelling and screaming....after about a minute of 
this, she pulled him out...sopping wet in the palm of her hand...beaten 
finally, Harry had given up...he cried out, "Okay, Nancy.  You're the 
boss.  I'm sorry.  Please don't hurt me anymore." 

"I want a man who will love me, Harry...is that so much to ask?...is 
it?" She said to the tiny heap of man. 

"I love you, Nancy," He cried and wept. 

"No, you don't," She replied and placed inside the dollhouse 
window...and on the dollbed inside, "and it's time I set you free." 

"What?!" He leapt off the bed and onto the terrace.  "What did you say?" 

She bent down and stared directly at him, "I going to take you back to 
Earth...and I going to give you a divorce." 


---------------The Return of the 50-ft Woman Pt. I ends here 


The Return of the 50ft Woman Pt.II 


Nancy walked towards Xena's palatial estate...here, women were the 
dominant species and men were sometimes jewels, necklaces or pets of the 
colossal femmes.  As she walked down the beautiful spacious Valusian 
avenues, she would often see little men on leashes or around the neck 
tied with golden ropes. 

She sighed to herself, "I need a man...not a pet or piece of 
jewelry....someone with my sexual appetite!" 

"If only Harry would...."She stopped as she arrived at Xena's home. 
 It was massive, beautiful as the owner.  It always took Nancy's breath 
away to look at. 

Harry packed everything he had...he couldn't wait to get back to 
Earth...he stopped...paused...and thought to himself.  Things had 
changed.  Nancy had finally broke him.  Nah, he could still be the man 
back on Earth...Suddenly, he heard the colossal thud-thud-thud. 

Nancy couldn't have came back that quick, he thought and before he could 
finish the thought...a giant voice boomed..."HARRY!" He recognized the 
voice of one of Nancy's new giantsized friends, Ann!  The thud-thud-thud 
grew closer until it was right on top of him.  He hated her more than 
any other of Nancy's friends.  She was a housewife and bodybuilder on 
her but so was her husband, who was also abusive.  Like Nancy, she 
wasn't that aggressive.  In fact before her husband died, he said she 
had the softest, submissive voice that put Mickey Mouse to shame.  She 
had to be over fifty feet in height, weighing well over a hundred tons, 
beautiful brown skin, a body chiseled out of stone, thighs bigger than 
any Valusian tree, gorgeous brown eyes, hair that varied from blond 
braids to blonde crimped tresses...indeed, Ann was one of the most 
intimidating, beautiful giant women on the planet...as much as he hated 
her, she was the one exception to the never sleep with giantessess 
rule... 

He ran out to the terrace as she pulled up a chair to his table.  Her 
smile widened as she peered down at the little ant-sized man. 

"What are doing in your Earth clothes?  Reminiscing about the good ol' 
days..."She smirked and smiled that trademark grin. 

"No," He angrily answered, "It's none of your business, Ann.  Why don't 
you get the hell outta here?" 

From his left,  a massive wall of brown flesh quickly engulfed him...the 
sensation of being lifted up in the air....he hated to admit it, but he 
was going to miss Ann's hand....she opened her hand and glared at 
him...God, she was beautiful... 

"I'm not Nancy, little antman,"she said quietly, "How would you like to 
sat on?"  And with that, she stood up.  She was wearing a black mini 
dress that didn't even come close to the top of her massive thighs with 
black leather thigh boots. 

She put Harry on the chair.  "Get ready, bigmouth smallcock," She slowly 
lowered herself on top of Harry. The leather dress eased up and he could 
see she wasn't wearing panties. 

"Nooooooooooooooo!" He yelled as Ann's perfect ass slowly came closer, 
closer, closer, closer..... 

Xena was a giantess lover's wet dream.  Blonde, greeneyed,  not as 
muscular as Ann but fit.  Her greatest attributes were her breasts.  
75GGGG's.  THAT'S IN EARTH STANDARDS. 
 The joke in Valusia is that she could fit New York City on the top of  
ONE  breast.  She was wearing a black spandex jumpsuit that strained 
heavily against Xena's titanic tits.