Giantess Saff

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Giantess Saff
Hi, my name is Jason and I’m 22 years old. I just
graduated from college with a degree in engineering, but due to the struggling
economy, I am currently without a job. That’s why when I read about a
possibility to get $100,000 in less than a year, I knew I had to apply.
It appeared that the University that I had just graduated
from needed some people for a top-secret experiment. Requirements were fairly
easy to meet, you had to be male, physically fit, and have no one that you would
need to contact for a year. Luckily, I fit all three easily. So I was quite
excited when I received notice to come to the main Physics building of the
University at midnight next Sunday. These people were definitely taking this
“top-secret” thing seriously.
I arrived at 11:55 and found the doors open. I walked in
and saw a few other guys farther down the hallway. I quickened my pace to
follow them, and before I knew it I was in a large auditorium with about 30
other guys. I took a seat and back and remained quiet, wondering what all this
was going to be about. It didn’t take long for the instructor to get there, and
to my delight she turned out to be gorgeous. Brown hair, about 5’9” tall, with
very long legs. The glasses she wore only made me realize that this lady had
brains as well.
“Welcome, gentlemen,” the beautiful brunette started. “My
name is Dr. Marlene Sanders, and I am in charge of this experiment. Please fill
out the forms on the desk in front of you, and bring them to me when you are
done.” I couldn’t even begin to fill out the form right away. I just stared at
her. She was wearing a white blouse, tan dress pants, and tan leather low-heel
pumps. I was guessing she was in her early thirties, but that was OK, since I
like older women. This was going to be a great experiment!
While we filled out the forms, a few other woman came in. 
They were younger, around 26-28 years old, probably doing graduate level work. 
One, however, looked very young, maybe 18 or 19. She had to have just started
college and happened to get into this job.
I filled out the forms, and watched as other men got up and
handed in them in. She spoke something to them and then one of the assistance
led them out of the room. I quickly finished filling out the form, not
bothering to read any details. This was way too exciting.
“Please follow Debbie, here, and she will get the
experiment started for you,” Dr. Marlene said quietly. I looked over to see
that Debbie was the young assistant which I had seen earlier.
“Follow me, please,” she said quietly. She was very cute,
wearing similar attire to Dr. Marlene, but with sandals instead. Debbie was
only 5’ tall, with short blond hair. I seemed a giant next to her, being 6’2”
tall myself. I was guessing by her build that she had been a gymnast, since she
was very toned, and had muscles in just the right places. She led me down the
hall and into a large locker room.
“You can remove your clothes here and put them in the
locker,” Debbie instructed. “The put on the clothes in the locker and press
this button.” She indicated a button on the top of the locker. With a quick
smile, Debbie left the locker room. I wasted no time in getting changed into my
new clothes. Not much imagination, though, since everything was gray. Gray
shirt, gray pants, gray undergarments, and gray shoes. While I was getting
changed, I could hear other people in other parts of the locker room being
brought in as well. When I was finished, I rang the buzzer and waited for
Debbie to return. It didn’t take long.
“Follow me, please,” she said again quietly. I followed
her into another room with a medical table I’ve seen in a doctor’s office
before. 
“Jump on up,” Debbie said, “I need to give you a shot, then
we’ll almost be finished.” Well, there wasn’t much to do, so I jumped up on the
table and watched as she prepared a syringe for me. I’ve never been a fan of
shots, but at least this one was being delivered by a cute blond instead of an
old doctor. It didn’t even really hurt, and before I knew it, everything went
dark…
(***** POV – Dr. Marlene Sanders *****)
I knew it was going to be a long night. I had thirty
surgeries to do on these men, and even at only 10 minutes a piece, that still
makes for five long hours. At least the experiment was underway. I couldn’t
wait to see how well our quantum field reduction worked in practice. Not to
mention, what affects it would have on the human male. The theory was sound,
though. By combining a quantum energy field to alter the genetic sequence in a
person, the results should be almost instantaneous. And as long as the field
remained intact, it would last indefinitely. We could effectively miniaturize a
living person. The only problem was that it was dependant on the ‘Y’
chromosome. We had been prepared to do research to fix this anomaly, but the
government wasn’t that concerned. They said the primary users would be male
anyway. 
My only other concern was that it had only been tested on
mice before. And while it worked as long as they remained inside the lab, we
couldn’t do any experiments on them until we could make the field portable. And
now the government decides that the portable devices would be made for humans
and that the test should begin immediately. Who am I to question their
resolve. At least I got to choose my own team. Since women are unaffected, I
knew that they would be the only gender comprising my team. I also figured the
trauma would be lessened for the test subjects if the women were at least
pleasing to look at. I consider myself attractive, so I chose other assistants
who could keep a subject’s mind off their predicament by simply being
attractive. I was also hoping that seeing the assistants and myself would keep
the subjects from fully reading the contract. I knew the government put an
“accidental death” clause in there in since some of the experiments would most
likely cause the untimely death of the subject (some were actually designed that
way). And there was always the fact that the government wanted the entire
experiment (along with all subjects) to be “terminated” at the very end to save
on costs.
Oh, well, on with the surgeries. Each one consists of
placing a titanium collar tightly around the subject’s neck, securing it in
place, then putting two probes into the base of their brain. It’s actually not
that difficult, but it will prevent them from removing these collars themselves,
and it will allow the genetic connection needed to change their size. The
specialized clothing will also be linked with wires to this collar so that the
subjects will remain clothed during the entire experiment. Microphones in the
collars will also allow any assistant with the Sizing Controller to hear the
subject clearly. In five hours, I’ll be feeling much more relieved…
I woke up with an incredible headache. Upon feeling the
back of my neck, I was very surprised to find a tight collar on me. I was even
more surprised to feel that part of it was embedded in the back of my neck! 
What kind of experiment was this!
After sitting up and looking around, I saw that there were
about 30 of us in three different transparent rooms. I immediately got up and
went to the door, but there was just a metal plate there, and even though I
pushed as hard as I could, I couldn’t open the door. I also noticed that some
of the other men were beginning to wake up.
“Guess what, guys!” I said to some of the newly awakened
men, “It seems that we’ve all had some major surgery done while we were
asleep.” This brought various responses from the nine other guinea pigs in this
cell. I could see some getting angry (like myself), but there were others that
just seemed to accept the situation. How stupid! I called some of the other
“like-minded” individuals over and sat them down. 
“Listen, we need to get out of here,” I began. “If they
don’t let us go right away, I say we break out and head for the nearest police
department. We never signed up to have surgery!” I was getting angrier by the
second. It was then that I noticed that three women had entered the area of the
lab outside the transparent rooms. One was the good Dr., one was a young blond,
and the other was a fiery redhead. The red haired beauty took the room to my
right, and the young blond walked to the room on my left. Dr. Sanders came up
to the door to the chamber I was in. All three of them touched the metal plate
to the individual rooms, and the doors opened. They then walked into their
respective rooms.
“I never signed up for this!” I yelled. “Some of us want
out immediately!” Her response was simply to smile.
“You signed a contract, so you’ll have to stay for a
while,” the Dr. said comely. I could feel every muscle in my body tense. Out
of the corners of my eyes, I could see that there were other men in the other
rooms that were thinking like I was. I figured all they needed was a catalyst. 
We were not going to let some cutesy babe rule over our lives! I brought up my
left hand as fast as I could, and back-handed this little bitch as hard as I
could. I didn’t even bother to wait for her to hit the floor, as I dove for the
door before it finished closing. I heard the other guys behind me subduing the
Dr., and I began to run towards the other rooms to help. I gave one quick look
back to make sure that the Dr. was secured. I watched her hand move towards her
belt and press a small button on a “pager.” Everything slowed down, than faded
to black. I felt myself falling, but in a “floating” type way. Suddenly,
everything became clear again.
To my incredible surprise, everything had become gigantic. 
Lab tables became long bridges, and the massive computers became tall
buildings. I quickly estimated that I must be about 4 inches tall. The ground
began vibrating as I turned around to see Dr. Sanders had not been reduced like
all the men had. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as she began walking out of
the middle chamber and towards me. My legs refused to move as my mind was
trying to figure out how this could actually be happening. As she got closer,
my legs finally gave out and I collapsed, looking up at this beautiful giantess.
“Get back in your cell,” she hissed. Without even waiting
for me to move, Dr. Sanders swung her tan leather pump into me, and I flew. I
must have flown 100’, sliding back into the transparent chamber. The Dr. merely
took three steps, and was in there with the ten of us, before shutting the door
tight. I didn’t dare move as I curiously watched her remove her right worn
leather shoe, revealing a beautiful, glistening bare foot. To my horror, she
lifted it over me, and then began to set it down. Everything in my mind
screamed “RUN,” but my body was completely frozen in fear. I saw every wrinkle
of her sweaty sole as it slowly lowered onto my body.
The first thing that hit me was the smell. Seeing that she
was wearing the same clothes as when we first saw her, she probably had been
wearing these shoes for at least 18 hours in a row. I immediately tried to
squirm out from under her gigantic foot, but the pressure just increased. I was
now pinned, with my head just under her big and second toes, my chest under the
ball of her foot, and my legs extending partway along her arch. Looking up
between her toes, I could see that she was seething with anger. She stared down
at me, than moved her toes so that my head was gripped up between her big and
second toe. The stench of her bare sweaty foot was so strong with my head
trapped between her toes that I nearly retched.
“To make sure all of you little ones know who is in charge
here,” Dr. Sanders began, “I will show you how punishment works around here.” 
All the while she was addressing the other guinea pigs, she was kneading my head
between her toes, squeezing it until I though my head would pop between this
bitch’s toes. When I realized she had stopped talking, I looked up to see her
staring at me.
“You are hereby released from this experiment,” Dr. Marlene
Sanders whispered. She then relaxed her toe-hold on my head, and began to press
down with the ball of her sweat covered foot. I struggled as hard as I could,
pushing up on her long giant toes, but my strength was beginning to ebb. I
yelled out I was sorry, but it didn’t seem to appease her any as I felt her soft
sole become more and more firm. I couldn’t see anything but the bottom of her
toes, and feel the stifling heat and pressure of this woman’s foot. I waited
for her to lift her foot off me, but instead she just pressed down harder.
I can’t breathe any more, but my mind is still reeling from
the horrible stench that became my last breath. My ribs are cracking... this
woman is actually going to squash me beneath her bare foot... I’m not a bug... 
CRUNCH…
I couldn’t believed what I had just witnessed. Admittedly,
I had a nasty bruise on my cheek from where one of these subjects hit me, but we
had neutralized the situation by shrinking them all down to 4 inches. That
should have been the end of it. Every man from every chamber just witnessed Dr.
Marlene squish a helpless subject beneath her bare foot. I had to find out what
was going on, so I immediately left my chamber.
As Kay Johnson also came out of the far chamber, we both
went to the center chamber to talk to Dr. Marlene. She was just finishing
wiping up the remains of Subject 17 as we got there. She then turned around and
came out of the chamber, closing the door.
“I want each of you to take one of the attackers and punish
him in a similar fashion.” Dr. Marlene said. I was stunned. Could I actually
step on a man, crushing him out of existence? I looked at Kay, and she was
smiling, already turning to go back to her chamber. I obviously wasn’t going to
get any help from her.
“I don’t remember which ones attacked me,” I said to Dr.
Marlene. I really didn’t remember who was who, so this wasn’t really a lie.
“Then just pick one,” she said back to me, then walked away
to one of the computers. I knew I couldn’t just step on someone, so I tried to
think as quickly as I could. Then the idea hit me. It would be risky, but it
just might work…
I think all of us were stunned by watching a grown man (or
rather a miniaturized grown man) be crushed beneath a beautiful woman’s foot. I
watched as the Dr. and two assistants had a small conference. Then Debbie went
to her purse, grabbed some tissues, then came towards our chamber. When we
heard the door to our chamber open, we were afraid that something was going to
happen to the people here. I had stayed out of everything, but I wasn’t sure
what Debbie’s response would be. 
By this time, all of the guys in this chamber had backed
all the way up to the far wall. We watched as Debbie closed the door behind her
and walked towards us, stalking us like a lioness hunts her prey. In one hand
she held some tissues, obviously to clean up after what was to come next. I
glanced in her other hand, and noticed that she was making symbols with it. 
Since I had had a class in sign language years before, I began to pay attention
to what she was signing. It turned out, she wanted to know if anyone else knew
sign language. Without thinking, I raised my hand. That drew this giantess’s
attention directly to me. I just about collapsed in fear.
Debbie’s giant hand reached out to me and picked me up. It
was incredibly soft and warm. However, all to soon, this 18 year old set me
down in front of her black leather flat. It was at this time that I noticed
that she had changed clothes, even though Dr. Sanders hadn’t. There must have
been significant time that had passed while we were all asleep.
As soon as I was set down, I looked up to see her hand
signing again. It seemed she was spelling out a plan. To my partial relief,
she was going to try to save me. However, if her plan didn’t work, I would most
likely become a stain on the sole of a pretty young girl. This thought was
brought home as she removed her leather shoe and placed her cute giant bare foot
right on top of me. Even though my trust in Debbie was improving, I was
thinking that she could have come up with a better plan. Her rubbery, moist
sole was very soft, but it smelled of sweat and leather like she had still spent
days wearing these shoes.
She reached down as if to position me beneath her bare foot
better, but then pushed a packet of Ketchup that she had hidden in the tissues
right next to me. Then, she quickly reached for her belt and hit some buttons
on a “pager” she was wearing. Everything went black for a moment, then suddenly
I could see. The view wasn’t improved. I had been reduced significantly
further, and now was only a half-inch tall, under the arch of Debbie’s titanic
toes. As per her plan, I began to wedge my way between her third and fourth
toes. The smell increased horribly, and I was becoming covered in the sweat and
grime that had already accumulated here. After a little while, everything went
black a second time, and the accommodations got more roomy, but the stench
didn’t improve. I positioned myself even further into the crevice between this
young woman’s toes. I had to be only one-quarter to one-eighth of an inch
tall. The enormity of this situation was just stunning as I contemplated that
fact that I was actually wedged between the sweaty toes of a young girl. At
least some light filtered down so that I wasn’t completely claustrophobic.
After a little time, I could feel the giant toes move and
wedge me even further between them. Debbie was doing something but I had no
idea what it was. Then suddenly, her toes relaxed, but only for a moment. Then
the light went out and the air got much stuffier. It appeared I was now trapped
inside Debbie’s black leather pump, between two of her toes. I couldn’t help
but cry at my predicament. I used to be over six feet tall, and now I was
inside the shoe of a five-foot tall teenager, wedged into the sweaty, grimy
crevice between two of her toes. However, it still beat the alternative that
the other poor guy experienced beneath Dr. Sander’s bare foot…
Man, what luck. I was so turned on by what Marlene did to
that cocky little prick. I couldn’t have asked for a better job than the one I
had today. My nyloned feet were beginning to sweat inside my boots as I
anticipated feeling a tiny little man struggling for his life inside there
within the next couple of minutes. I walked into my chamber and watched the
little bastards run for their lives. Looking around, I was easily able to pick
out which subjects in my group were part of the revolt. However, this was my
chance to see how an innocent person would respond to punishment for something
he didn’t do. 
I quickly spotted Subject 3 who was the least aggressive of
the bunch. I could tell he figured he was safe. I walked over to him and
picked him up, much to his surprise. I liked the sensation I was getting by
feeling him shaking in fear in my hand.
“I didn’t do anything!” he yelled up to me, “I tried to
talk them out of it!” How cute. He actually thinks I care. To see just how
far I could go, I set him down next to my right boot
“Sit down on my boot and don’t move,” I told him. To my
surprise (and enjoyment), he sat right down on the toe of my leather boot. I
then lifted my left boot and pulled it off, revealing my nylon-covered foot. I
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