"Femdom stories in general all hold a common theme…
That of complete female superiority and domination…
Regardless of if the setting is sexual or not, the person in control is obvious…
Giantess stories are one example of the fetish fantasy sub-genre of this form…
 But tales of female dominance are more often set in reality - Femdom Stories"

(By: Domina Amanda) And now the final chapter in my Giantess Trilogy, seen now through the actions and motivations of Giantess Amanda. While this concludes the current sequence, in the future I will be posting more giantess stories, amongst the many other femdom stories and fetish themes I already enjoy exploring.
 

 
Part III - The Goddess of the Hunt
 
It was only natural that each of the beautiful Amazonian goddesses that ruled Giantess Island, would have their own personal preferences when it came to how they enjoyed their little male pets.
 
For the one they called The Huntress… that preference was a deadly game of cat and mouse.
 
It was because of her that the pets weren't well caged when not in use. "Let them escape," she would say, "they will fast learn the error of that decision." The older ones had done just that… they knew there was no escape… and with each new group that was added to their number, there was always at least one that would serve as a new example of just how complete their captivity was.
 
She could always tell which one would run… and she'd smile to herself every time, watching quietly as he would sneak off in the dark of night, thinking himself so crafty in his planning. And then she would wait. Letting him get a good head start before she set out after him, to try to make the inevitable a little more interesting.
 
Her heightened senses made it nearly impossible for her prey to escape… the mysterious effects of Giantess Island had not only made she and her sisters gigantic in size, it had also improved all of the other gifts nature had naturally bestowed upon them as females. So even when a little male mouse was smart enough to go to ground and hide, it would only serve to lengthen her enjoyment of the hunt… but the outcome remained the same.
 
Often while she was stalking her prey she would think of delightful ways to end the game. Would she kill him outright, and if so how? Would she toy with him more when he was in her hands… torment him terribly until his sanity cracked and he was left little more than a drooling bug to be put out of its misery? Or would she, in those rare cases, let him go to be hunted again?
 
Those rare exceptions were only made for the most intelligent of prey… those that she could enjoy more than once, who provided not only good sport, but a chance to further develop her skills against their ingenuity.
 
But this one… this foolish little mouse that the sweetly devoted new pet called Heller said was named "Kale"… he wasn’t one of those rare exceptions.
 
When Giantess Amanda… who the pets rightfully worshipped as "The Goddess of the Hunt"… found him, she simply took him to a branch high in a tree that she had stripped and sharpened… and impaled him on it… ramming his ass down to leave him there screaming as his body weight slowly forced the wood deeper into him.
 
She smiled as she imagined what the birds would do to him when he was found… and wondered if he would still be alive to welcome them with renewed screams.
 

Giantess Amanda
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"I'm not always so rough with my playthings…
But when female superiority is taken to such an extreme as Giantess Island…
It's very easy to become tyrannical in one's hedonism…
But then again… the definition of tyrannical is in the eye of the beholder…
What one might call ruthless and selfish, I see as the right of a Femdom Goddess…
To do however she pleases with insignificant male slaves - Giantess Stories"
 

"There are many femdom stories to be told of Giantess Island…
And while many men see this land of absolute female superiority as nightmare…
There are a few who understand the glory of the supreme beings who rule it…
And seek to serve their divine beauty and unquestioned will - Giantess Stories"

(By: Domina Amanda) This next installment of the Giantess Trilogy is told from the perspective of "Heller", companion of "Kale", and one of only two survivors of the group which so recently found themselves trapped on Giantess Island. Heller has quite a different opinion of his surroundings…
 

 
Part II - The Divine
 
My life has grown to meaning and fulfillment I never thought possible. All the years lost in a world of anonymous routine… and yet it was in becoming truly lost that I was finally found.
 
When the plane crashed I thought it was the worst thing that had ever happened to me. Another tragedy in a life full of "almosts" and failures, but this one beyond all else. Again, not my fault, but again, Mark Heller left alive to suffer it. I would have never guessed that fate had delivered me not into doom, but the hands of salvation.
 
It was on the second day that she came. We heard her approach… graceful, fluid, yet the ground still shook with her steps. When we saw her I think shock struck so deep that it alone was the reason we didn't run. Califf couldn't if he wanted to… both of his legs had broken when the plane went down. When she picked him up he screamed. When she threw him far away above the trees his screams followed him in his flight. She said he was useless.
 
At first I was as shocked as Kale. When he began screaming I joined in. But it was when she carried us back to her camp, and I saw her sisters and the men that served them, that I first began to realize the truth. It was impossible for beautiful creatures like these to exist upon the earth… for them to exist they must defy nature itself… and to do that they must be beyond nature, and thus divine. When I saw their male servants drop to their knees in worship before the evening meal, I knew I was right. I was in a land not of giants, but of goddesses. Never in my life have I felt a greater sense of complete understanding and purpose than at that moment. I finally knew who I was and where I belonged… and nothing would ever make me leave.
 
Kale, my sole remaining companion from the flight, called me insane… but I am not mad…and though I felt anger towards him for his doubt, I looked upon him only in pity. How lost he was, and how sorry I was that he didn't understand the glory that stood before him… the blessing that the accident which brought us here truly was.
 
Merin and Taril were not worthy of this place, not worthy to look upon the beauty of the glorious beings that rule this island… that is why they died in the accident.
 
Califf was rejected… Giantess Amanda looked down upon him, and he was found wanting. What use could he be in their service? He had no place here. It was her right to destroy him… who are we to question the decisions of the divine!
 
In the dark of night, Kale ran away. And as he left I immediately went to Giantess Amanda and told her what he had done. She smiled down at me… smiled… and said she already knew. How foolish of me to think that the Goddess of the Hunt would need a mortal to tell her anything… but she still touched my head gently and said I was good.
 
My days are spent now in the service of these wonders… these beauties of perfection. Words cannot describe the happiness I have found here. They well know how to reward those whose devotion is absolute, while those who disappoint are rightfully and horribly punished for their failure. I have known only reward… and I will never disappoint, for my life now is only joy in service.
 
And to think… I hesitated.
 
Continued in Part III - Giantess Stories - Goddess of the Hunt

Giantess Amanda
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"How could that tiny cock possibly satisfy a beautiful amazon goddess?
The only way a fifty foot tall giantess could use your body for her pleasure…
Is if she used your entire body as a cruel femdom sex toy…
But then, would you survive such rough treatment? - Giantess Stories"
 

"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

Giantess Amanda
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Enjoy your own fetish fantasies and femdom stories

"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…
What are mere men, other than slaves and pets to do with as you please - Giantess Stories"
 

"Femdom stories of a mysterious land ruled by an Amazon tribe…

Cast upon its shores, there is no hope for you… you will be their slave…

Giantess and Shrinking Fetish, extreme female superiority - Giantess Stories"

I don't know how many of you are familiar with Giantess Island, so I'll tell you a bit about it now…
 
Giantess Island is dedicated to giantess and shrinking fantasy role-play. Basically, it's femdom fetish blending touches of BDSM with a little science fiction twist added to really emphasize the power exchange. The distinction is that the size difference between the man and the woman is made extreme, leaving the man completely helpless and the woman’s power over him absolute. When a woman truly towers over you, there can be no doubt as to who is in control… especially when she can hold your entire body in her hand and crush you if she pleases.
 
Giantess fantasy involves a woman who has grown to an enormous size, while of course retaining all of the feminine beauty she prior had. Think of how powerless you would be standing before a gorgeous 50 foot tall Amazon, and you get the idea. The stories written on Giantess Island are built around this concept - a strange and mysterious island that defies the laws of nature… dominated by a small group of young women who have grown to gigantic proportions… true goddesses who rule over their island realm and any man foolish enough to find himself cast upon its shores. Female domination and superiority is absolute in the extreme… while the male of the species is but a slave to be used or crushed at a whim.
 
Shrinking fantasy is a similar premise, only that instead of the woman growing so much bigger, it's the man who has somehow gotten so much smaller. Often this begins with him being somehow drugged and kidnapped… then to become the tiny toy of the woman who has taken him… a mini male slave, sometimes played with gently like a small, beloved pet… other times abused and humiliated like a little insect trapped by a maliciously playful feline.
 
I've recently been writing a few femdom stories for the site… primarily to do with giantess fantasy so far, but I intend to some Shrinking tales too. The first you can see under my Bio on the Giantess Island site… while the others, which introduce "The Huntress" and detail more of what life is like in our domain, can be found on the site's forum. All so far are background pieces done to help build atmosphere. Over the coming weeks I intend to write additional short stories and fragments there to add to what’s already been done.
 
So if you are interested in femdom, but want to try something different which blends both female domination and fantasy fetish role-play… stop by Giantess Island. And to read our original femdom stories take a look at Giantess Stories Forum.

Domina Amanda

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"Giantess and Shrinking Fetish, femdom stories…

She towers over you… a gigantic goddess, both beautiful and terrible…

 Her hand reaches down to engulf your tiny, helpless body - Giantess Stories"