"Giantess fetish is an interesting form of fantasy femdom…
Taking the idea of female superiority to a most absolute form…
In which male submission and helplessness is pushed to the extreme…
It is often enjoyed through femdom stories, art and phone sex - Giantess Stories"
(By: Domina Amanda) The following is the first part of a series of giantess stories I wrote some time ago, that are set on the infamous Giantess Island - a lost tropical land dominated by beautiful women who rule their domain with a terrible iron fist… a fist that is attached to a fifty foot tall female body. There, women are supreme, and men are nothing more than prey.
This first set of giantess stories was written as an introduction to Giantess Amanda, one of the most feared goddesses prowling that land. Also known as "The Huntress" and "Goddess of the Hunt", she is a cold and relentless predator… the perfect embodiment of myself as I stalk Giantess Island.
This first chapter of our femdom story is told from the perspective of a man who has found himself cast upon the shores of our land…
Part I - The Huntress
My eyes opened to a world of green and blue… morning? I must have passed out sometime in the night, dazed and lost amongst the trees that surrounded me. The sky visible through the jungle canopy above, my vision a mix of shadow and painful light… eyes adjusting, I sat up and tried to gain some sense of all that had happened since the plane crashed on this insane island. Could any of this truly be real? More than a moment considering the possibilities sent my mind reeling in disbelief. Had I died and entered some bizarre other world, or was that sudden, violent storm that brought the plane crashing down, much more than it seemed…
It had been 4 days since our trip came to an abrupt end. I say "our" but that word no longer applies. Of the 5 of us, only 3 survived the crash, and of those, only myself and Heller made it through the second day. Califf had been injured and though his wounds weren't bad enough to kill him… they were bad enough to get him killed. "Broken," she said, and she threw him away… threw him! I still can’t believe what happened… I can't believe any of this.
And Heller!… what was he thinking… he wanted to stay!!!
I would never have gotten away without the old man's help. He laughed at me… said he never had the courage to try… few did he said… most either obeyed their owners… or came to worship them. Like Heller.
"Stick to the trees and especially the brush… avoid clearings and hillsides… let the night cloak you, but be wary of the day"… I remembered his advice well. "Amanda will find you if you make the slightest mistake… and probably will even if you don't. She always finds them… always… even when you think you are fooling her its you the fool. She plays… she enjoys herself… and when she gets bored of the game… then she plays hard."
I ran that night… Heller wouldn't leave… "but they are so beautiful," he said in a whisper coated in awe and adoration… "They killed Califf," I would have yelled it at him, but I crouched there in shock, staring at the enamored look in his face… his mind must have gone… what else could explain it.
In the darkness I moved as fast as I could. It was easy to get out of the camp… too easy… as if they were tempting us to run away… even wanted us to try. That was what the old man meant… it must be… but how could I just stay?!? How could this be real!?!
Amazons!?! The image that word conjures can’t define the enormity of reality. All is insignificant in comparison… as am I. I must escape… but how does one escape the hand of a goddess risen?
I didn't even know where to run, and I don't now…only that I had to get away. Only that she… the one they called "The Huntress" was pursing me, and if the talk I had heard was true, my chances of escape were slim. Where could I go… where could I hide… what is tha-…
No!!… it's her… Giantess Amanda… I can see her now, towering above the trees… how could a fifty foot tall woman have gotten so close without a sound!… How!?!… I must run… she comes!!
Continued in Part II - Giantess Stories - The Divine
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"When your fist can close around the entire body of a man…
The expression 'she holds the power of life and death in her hands' takes a very literal form…
And when you can wield this power over all others, absolutely unopposed…
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I feel helpless whenever I take my clothes off in front of a woman. Then I hear her laugh and I turn into nothing. My dick is nothing and so am I. The last girl I was with told me to put my clothes back on and clean her kitchen, and I did. I don’t think a giantess would have any use for me at all. She would throw me away like Giantess Amanda did in the story.
Someone is stealing your work Domina Amanda. There is another website that has copied this story word for word and posted it under another title today (June 30th). I don’t want to give the website’s name/link here because I don’t want to promote their theft, but the thief’s profile gives the name “nightdesire”. I will send you the URL.