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ISLAND OF THE GIANT WOMEN I
Poor Paul was running through the jungle as fast as his muscular legs could carry him. His long, blond hair flew behind him as he ran.
Every few seconds, a minor earth tremor caused the ground to shake.
This caused him to try running even faster. At eighteen years old, Paul had a lean, tanned, muscular swimmer?s physique with blond hair and blue eyes. Right now, he was straining that physique to its limits and beyond, running in abject terror. He suddenly burst free of the jungle and onto a sandy beach. About fifty yards straight ahead was the water. To his left, about a hundred yards down the beach, were a small dock and a motorboat. In a panic, the young man ran as fast as he could for the boat. Behind him, the earth tremors were getting louder. As tired as he was and running barefoot on hot sand, it still took him only fifteen seconds to reach the dock. As he grabbed the first dockpost for support and gasped for breath, sweat giving his tanned, athletic body a sheen, he looked back and froze in terror! SHE was looking right at him!
DR. CAROL HEISLER was thirty-four years old. SHE had a voluptious figure with large, firm breasts. SHE had long blond hair and piercing blue eyes. Right now, every curve, every contour, every wonderful detail of HER voluptious body was very noticeable even from a hundred yards away because, right now, SHE towered above the treetops- way above them! SHE towered fifty feet tall! Actually, it was forty-nine feet, six inches, if one wished to be absolutely precise. This was precisely ten times HER normal human height of five feet, six inches. HER weight was in proportion to HER height. At this size, SHE weighed about six thousand, four hundred kilo-tons, a far cry from HER normal weight of only one hundred and two pounds and yet completely in proportion to HER height and volume. HER hourglass figure was still in proportion, but it was in proportion to HER fifty-foot frame. At this size, HER strength was immeasurable. There certainly was neither a manmade object SHE could not lift nor a manmade machine that could even begin to test HER strength. There probably wasn?t any weapon short of an Atomic bomb that had a chance of doing any damage to HER. At this size, HER breasts, normally size thirty-four, were effectively size three hundred and forty. HER breasts alone were as tall as a man and took up so much volume that they were really far larger than a man was. They bounced and jiggled as SHE stepped over the trees and ran down the beach in great thiry foot strides. SHE was covering ten yards per second as Paul struggled to untie the boat. There was no way he could make it! Then, twenty yards away, SHE stopped. SHE just stood smiling at him as he leaped into the boat and started the engine. SHE paced him down the dock as he started pulling away. SHE had reduced HER size to just over ten feet tall so the dock could support HER weight, which was still about eight hundred pounds and still beautifully in proportion to HER height. He looked up in terror as SHE towered above him, HER full breasts virtually blocking out the sun. Then, he was clearing the end of the dock. He gasped in relief. But that relief was short-lived! He screamed in terror as SHE reached out from the dock. Even from yards away, SHE could still grab him. But it seemed SHE only wanted to demonstrate that SHE could still stop him. SHE pulled HER hand back and giggled. Again, he sighed in relief. It seemed SHE was really going to let him go after all! Then SHE dove into the water!
The tidal wave that struck the boat almost capsized it. It kept moving away. When CAROL stood up in the water, SHE had returned to HER full fifty-foot size. SHE began striding, outdistancing him, even in the motorboat. But the boat finally got out far enough that the water was more than fifty feet deep. DR. HEISLER started swimming, but the boat was outdistancing HER. But SHE swam back and stood up. SHE put HER gigantic hands and arms into the water and swung them in his direction with all HER strength. A tidal wave that would be even a surfer?s nightmare was unleashed. He screamed as the wall of water struck the boat and sent it spinning through the air. Paul crashed into the water and went under. He felt something grab him a few seconds later. He was lifted out of the water. He wanted to clear his eyes of the salt water but whatever held him had his arms pinned to his sides in an unbreakable grip.
When CAROL felt the ocean floor beneath HER, SHE stood up. HER breasts floated, partially submerged. Paul cleared his eyes and saw that SHE held him in HER left hand. In HER right hand, SHE held the boat.
?I don?t allow valuable pieces of property to be stolen- or escape!?
HER voice boomed because of HER size but HER attitude made it clear SHE was mocking him. SHE set him down on the dock and set the boat on the shore.
?Please, CAROL! Can?t we talk about this?? he whimpered.
SHE picked him up by the waist in one huge hand and dunked him into the water. SHE held him under for several seconds. He was sputtering and gasping for breath when SHE pulled him up. SHE tucked him under HER left arm, his ass facing forward.
?Sure!? SHE said. ?Let?s talk about the bare and wet-bottomed spanking you?re about to get!?
?Th- the what?? he stammered. ?No! Wait! YOU can?t??
HER hand, now proportionate to HER ten foot size, smacked his bare, wet butt.
?EEYAH! Please, CAROL! YOU can?t do this!?
?EEYAH! Please! I?m a grown man! YOU can?t??
?You?re a naughty boy is what you are and you deserve a spanking! Now say it!?
It was really starting to sting and his ass was a nice, rosy red.
?Admit that you?re a naughty boy and you need a spanking!?
?DR. HEISLER, please, i-?
?Iiiiiimmmmmm a naughty boy and i need a spanking!?
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
?OW! OH! EEEEIIIIYYYYHHHH!!!! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!? he screamed.
?Please, CAROL! Please, stop! Please! I beg YOU! Look! I?m sorry!
I?m really sorry! I shouldn?t have done it!?
Tears streamed down his face from the pain.
?Darn right you shouldn?t have!? SHE said. ?And you?re darn right to be sorry! But you?re not as sorry as you?re going to be. Besides, I don?t think that you?re really all that sorry. I think you?re just sorry that you got caught.?
?No! I?m really sorry!? he said.
SHE couldn?t help but laugh inwardly. Here was this young, tanned, muscular he-man who considered himself so macho, such a Ladies man, such a stud, so confidentally arrogant, and he was standing here rubbing his sore, blistered butt (a very cute butt, SHE thought) with both hands, crying and nervously fidgeting, stepping from foot to foot, just like a little boy trying to evade further punishment. Even his voice had taken on the highpitched whining quality of a boy trying to evade punishment.
Smiling inwardly at HER control of him, SHE said, ?Are you contradicting ME, young man??
SHE said it very firmly. SHE didn?t want him to think there was the least pity or leniency to be had here.
?N-No, DR. HEISLER!? he whimpered. ?I-i- Oh, please! This is ridiculous! I?m a grown man!?
He suddenly realized how silly he must have looked saying that to a WOMAN who presently towered about nine feet tall, having willed HER size to change again. His newfound dignity very quickly vanished as SHE looked annoyed more than angry and reached out for him again.
?No! Wait! I didn?t mean it! Please! Don?t!?
Again, SHE grabbed him. This time, SHE held his waist in HER left arm and his legs in HER right. SHE dunked only his sore, red bottom into the cold saltwater. He squirmed as the salt stung his blistered butt.
SHE smiled. SHE knew that making the intent of the dunking this obvious would further add to his humiliation. SHE pulled him out and again tucked him under HER left arm, ass forward.
?No! Please, CAROL! Please! Not agaaaaiiiinnnn!!!!? as HER hand again slapped his wet, bare ass.
WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!
Ten times, SHE spanked his ass.
CAROL set him down on the dock. SHE grew large enough that SHE could kneel on the dock, HER gorgeous ass resting on HER heels, and still have the level of HER eyes be slightly above his.
?Now, thank ME for giving you the spanking you deserved!? SHE said.
?Th-th-thank YOU!? he whimpered.
?All of it!? SHE ordered. ?Thank ME for giving you the spanking you deserved!?
?Th-thank YOU for giving me the spanking i deserved!?
?You?re not a grown man! You?re a naughty boy! Say it!?
?I-i is not a-a g-g-g-grown m-man!! I-i?m a n-naughty b-boy!?
He already knew what was coming next and he hung his head in shame.
?You?re a naughty boy and what?? SHE mocked.
?I-i?m a naughty boy and i need a spanking!? he stammered, tears flowing at the humiliation.
?Do you want ME to give it to you right now??
?No! Please!? he begged. ?Not again!?
?Then you were just speaking rhetorically. You don?t really think you deserve a spanking??
?No! I mean, yes! I mean- Oh, please, CAROL!?
?You better really convince ME that you?re sorry!? SHE said.
?Otherwise, I?ll give you another spanking and, this time, it will be one for every year old you are!?
?Oh, CAROL! I?m so sorry! I was wrong! Please forgive me! I-?
As scared as he was, he still hesitated at these last words, but at the sight of the gorgeous, all-powerful FEMALE towering in front of him, he blurted them out.
?I?ll never do it again!?
He felt totally stripped of his dignity saying that, like a little boy begging his MOTHER not to spank him, but he couldn?t stand the idea of suffering through another of those spankings. He just couldn?t!
?I?M not fully convinced!? CAROL said. ?Perhaps there?s something you could do to more fully convince ME??
At this time, SHE stood up, HER breasts towering just above his head and covering him with their shadows.
?I?ll do whatever it takes to convince YOU!? he shivered. ?Please believe me!?
SHE felt a rush of sexual pleasure and power. This man, six feet and one hundread and eighty pounds of muscle, was whimpering and begging.
?Well,? SHE said, ?you could get on your hands and knees and say it!?
Poor Paul shivered at the degradation he was feeling.
?Please don?t make me do this!? he begged.
?Oh, you don?t have to do it,? SHE said. ?I believe that you?re eighteen years old??
He looked puzzled.
?One for every year old you are!? SHE mocked.
The realization of what SHE meant struck him and he immediately fell to his hands and knees.
?Please don?t spank me again, CAROL!? he begged. ?I?m really sorry!?
?Hmm,? SHE purred. ?What was that delightful remark you made before?
Be a good boy and say it again.?
He looked genuinely puzzled.
?You know! The lie about never doing it again! That sounds so special, so wonderfully darling, just soooo cute! Say it again!?
His face was so beet red with humiliation that it actually surpassed his ass. Even his ears were red.
?I?ll never do it again, CAROL! I promise!?
He said it so miserably; it was like someone was making him eat shit.
?Hmm, that didn?t sound too convincing,? SHE said.
SHE just stood staring down at him, not saying another word, letting the silence and HER glare totally unnerve him. He totally broke.
?Oh, please!? he begged. ?Please don?t do that to me again! I really mean it, CAROL! I?ll never do it again! I-I was a naughty boy!?
SHE said, ?I know it took a lot for you to admit that, young man! Now I need just one more demonstration of how sorry you really are! Put your head on the dock and your arms behind your neck. Then lift that nice red bottom up in the air.?
He did so, seeing no way to resist. He was almost crying again as he hoisted his bruised and battered ass up for whatever pain SHE wished to inflict upon it. The stinging, mind-numbing pain SHE had already inflicted was now an aching soreness in his ass muscles.
?Tell me again that you?ll never do it again, that it was very naughty of you to disobey and run away from home like that and that you?ll obey like a good boy from now on!?
?I-I-? he stammered, trying to remember it all. ?I-I?ll never do it again! I?m- I?m sorry that I ran away! I?ll be a good boy! I?ll obey! Please don?t spank me again!?
CAROL gave him a light, playful slap on the butt.
?Oh, please don?t! Please!? he begged. ?I?ll never do it again! I swear! I?ll never, ever do it again!?
He was blubbering like a child, talking like one. He knew it but he couldn?t help it. But, instead of spanking him, SHE rubbed his butt with HER hand.
?Stand up!? SHE ordered.
When he did so, SHE reached under his arms and lifted him like a small child. HER current size was such that he was the size of a baby compared to HER. SHE held him with HER left arm, tucked against HER left breast. SHE kept his arms pinned to his sides. SHE stuck HER index finger into his mouth, filling his mouth and forcing him to open his jaws wide. He instinctively sucked on it and was silently thankful that SHE has short nails.
?There! There!? SHE mocked. ?MOMMY?S little baby has been properly punished and we?ll say no more about it!?
Tears of shame and humiliation streamed down his face.
CAROL carried Paul back to the compound in the center of the island, walking slowly and casually, cradling him in the crook of HER left arm.
?MY little baby will be soooo happy with his new life!? SHE purred.
SHE was intentionally degrading him, speaking to him using baby talk.
He knew SHE was doing it intentionally to emphasize HER power over him, the fact that he was, for all practical purposes, a helpless baby in HER arms. He was humiliated by it and resentful of it. SHE, on the other hand, was enjoying every moment of it. It was a totally new experience for HER. SHE was treating this man like a child, a baby, he was totally in HER power and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it! The rush of power it gave HER was mixed with a sexual excitement, a giddiness that made HER wet and caused HER nipples to harden. SHE was delighting in HER power, in HER capacity to treat this man or any other as SHE wished. And SHE realized now that this was the way all men should be treated!
This was a very unexpected and very welcome side effect of HER discovery. SHE had honestly never expected the specific results SHE had gotten nor the effects it would have on HER emotionally. But, from up here, the world was seen from a very different perspective, in more ways than one.
?Mmff! Mmff!? Paul was saying.
He moaned helplessly, a silent and captive audience.
?Yes!? SHE mused. ?Exactly what they should be!?
When they reached the clearing where the compound was, CAROL was met by TERESA FRANKLIN, owner of AMAZON ISLAND. It was called that because TERESA had gathered together the most brilliant FEMALE scientists on the planet to do research here. Having grown up seeing HER MOTHER totally dominated by HER wealthy fiancier father, SHE longed to do something to increase the dignity of WOMEN. When SHE had been only sixteen years old, HER parents were killed in a plane crash and SHE found HERSELF the wielder of billions of dollars, one of the richest people in the world and certainly the richest WOMAN.
?Well,? TERESA smirked. ?I see you brought back our wayward little boy!?
?Was there any doubt?? CAROL laughed.
?Of course not!? TERESA smiled. ?The days of men are over on this planet- mostly thanks to YOU!?
?Thanks to all of US!? CAROL said. ?It was a team effort- a FEMALE team effort!?
?Yes!? TERESA said. ?Clearly the Growth process works.?
SHE stepped back and twirled around, displaying HER toned, tanned, voluptious body- HER eight-foot tall toned, tanned, voluptious body!
?How convenient,? TERESA said, ?that the process only works on WOMEN!?
?Yes! Very convenient!? CAROL smiled. ?Even if sweetcheeks here had gotten away, it wouldn?t have changed anything. The process won?t work on men. It?s inevitable now that WOMEN will rule!?
TERESA took a closer look at Paul, held snuggly in CAROL?S arm.
Paul was looking straight at HER. TERESA?S long black hair flowed down HER back and HER deep brown eyes regarded him. He felt his balls tightening and his cock hardening at the combination of looking at TERESA and also looking at CAROL and being held against HER soft, warm, yet gigantic breast. Suddenly, TERESA burst out laughing.
?Oh, CAROL! It looks like you gave Mr. Macho stud a much-deserved spanking! Why, his wittle bottom is all red and blistered!?
?YES!? CAROL laughed. ?I gave him a good spanking and he?s learned his lesson! He?s promised that he?ll never, never, ever, ever disobey us again! Didn?t you, baby??
Paul was again red in the face with humiliation.
?You said that you would never do it again, didn?t you??
Paul nodded his head.
?Now you tell TERESA what you told ME!? CAROL ordered.
Over Paul?s head, SHE gave TERESA a look of amusement. SHE set Paul down in front of TERESA. CAROL stood behind him, giving TERESA a knowing smile. Paul looked in front of and behind himself. In both directions, he was dwarved by these two beautiful WOMEN, shapely and gorgeous and yet so massive that his eyes were only on the level of THEIR belly buttons. CAROL leaned over and patted his butt.
?Tell TERESA what you told ME,? SHE whispered.
The consequences of not obeying were quite clear. SHE lightly patted his bottom several more times, not so much because SHE really thought he would disobey but more because SHE was just plain enjoying it. As light as the touches were, his bottom was so sore that they still hurt.
Somehow, because TERESA was only eighteen years old like himself, it was even more humiliating to have to say this to HER.
?TERESA,? he said, head lowered, ?I?m very sorry for what I did! I?ll never do it again!?
He stood there, head lowered. TERESA gave CAROL an incredulous look.
?Did YOU really let him off that easily?? TERESA finally said.
?Of course not!? CAROL said. ?For some reason, he?s suddenly being shy. Paul, you be a good boy and say it to TERESA just like you said it to ME!?
?And look ME in the eyes when you say it!? TERESA ordered. ?I?M not down on the ground. If anything, you?re the one who?s there!?
?Yes! That?s right, come to think of it,? CAROL said. ?He was on his hands and knees when he apologized to ME!?
Shaking with shame, Paul knelt before TERESA and got on his hands and knees.
?Now look up,? TERESA taunted, ?waaaay up!?
He looked up, up past HER gorgeous, tanned, athletic legs; up to HER DIVINE VAGINA, hovering like an unattainable goal so far above him in many ways, totally beyond his little boy?s capacity to satisfy; up to HER firm, muscular stomach, accentuated by the delicious curves of HER exquisitely soft and voluptious hips and waist; up to HER breasts, not so large as CAROL?S but firm and full and, at HER current size, huge beyond belief though not extremely large in proportion to HER overall body size; up to HER soft and wonderful throat and to the underside of HER lovely chin and, finally, when SHE deigned to look down upon him from the heights of Mount Olympus where all WOMEN would soon effectively be residing when they chose to, far above the lowly men beneath them, his eyes met HER large, deep and wonderful brown eyes. He felt himself drowning in them and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
SHE was exquisite! He was furious with HER. But, to his surprise, he realized that he didn?t hate HER or CAROL. In spite of all the humiliation THEY had put him through, THEY had done nothing to cause him real harm. In fact, it was obvious that CAROL was being extremely cautious in HER handling of him and knew precisely how far SHE could go without doing him real harm. That didn?t change the total humiliation he felt. In fact, what was happening right now actually made him feel even more humiliated. He was suddenly glad that THEY made him get on his hands and knees because it concealed what was happening in his groin. He felt the blood rushing through his face, the heat and sweat of sexual desire, but it was different than ever before. Even the smarting pain in his sore ass, the biting warm pain of the spanking, was contributing to it. His balls were swelled and tightening with desire, his cock as hard as steel. He thought about his sore ass. No! That?s not what THEY called it. THEY called it his sore bottom. That single change of terminology caused his balls to ache even more. He looked up at TERESA, towering all-powerful above him. That sight, and his own lowly position like a dog at HER feet, caused his cock to start throbbing with desire. He was totally confused, trying to comprehend what was happening to him, why these feelings were overwhelming him.
But right now, he had to obey!
The humiliated male looked TERESA in the eyes, straining his neck to do so.
?TERESA-? he began.
?Excuse ME!? SHE interrupted. ?Are we equals??
?Er, uh, no!? he said meekly, suspecting that this would be the right answer.
?Then why are you calling ME by my first name??
?Uh, I?m sorry!?
?That?s not an explanation! Why did you call ME by MY first name??
THEY were treating him like a child and he knew it. But there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
?Uh, I didn?t know any better,? he whimpered.
?Oh, I think you did, but WE?LL let it go for this one time!? TERESA said.
SHE looked over at CAROL.
?If that?s alright with YOU??
?Oh, that?s fine!? CAROL laughed. ?It?s your turn to watch him.?
?Babysitting is such a drag,? TERESA sighed.
CAROL?S eyes caught TERESA?S and a look of absolute triumph passed between them. THEY were enjoying every moment of this.
?Call ME MS. FRANKLIN!? TERESA said to Paul.
?Yes, MS. FRANKLIN!? he said meekly.
?Continue!? SHE said.
?MS. FRANKLIN, I?m very sorry that I ran away! I?ll never do it again!
I?ll do anything to make up for it!?
He remained on all fours, nervously waiting as the two supremely powerful FEMALES looked down at him.
?Well, young man, WE?LL certainly find out!? TERESA said. ?Give ME your hand!?
When Paul stood up to obey, TERESA laughed.
?CAROL,? SHE said, ?come over here quickly and look at this before it wilts!?
CAROL stepped over and looked at him. SHE looked puzzled.
?I?M sorry, TERESA,? SHE said. ?Am I missing something??
?Not much!? TERESA giggled. ?But look at the little boy?s groin.?
CAROL looked and burst out laughing.
?Oh my gosh!? SHE giggled. ?He?s got a little erection. It?s so small, I didn?t even notice!?
?Are YOU sure that?s really what it is?? TERESA mocked. ?I mean, maybe he just needs to go peepee real bad!?
?YOU?RE probably right!? CAROL said. ?I mean, what other reason could there be for a little boy like him having his peepee stick out like that? I mean, going peepee is the only possible thing he could use it for, isn?t it??
TERESA couldn?t stand it any more. SHE burst out laughing hysterically and CAROL couldn?t help joining HER.
?This is just too good to be true!? TERESA laughed. ?He actually likes this!?
?I don?t neccesarily think he likes it,? CAROL said. ?It?s just that he can?t help being aroused by it! It?s those helpless little boy feelings ingrained from infancy but being forced to react to an adult male biology.?
SHE looked down at Paul.
?The humiliation you?re feeling must be beyond description!? SHE laughed.
?Please!? he begged. ?Please don?t do this to me!?
?Give ME your hand!? TERESA said.
Paul held his right hand up and TERESA took it in HER left hand.
SHE didn?t squeeze but he still felt the vise-like power in HER grip as HER hand easily engulfed his like that of a full-grown WOMAN holding the hand of a two-year old. CAROL took his other hand in HER right hand.
He literally felt like a little boy standing between two towering adult FEMALES who totally controlled him.
?Well,? CAROL purred, ?LET?S take OUR little runaway home.?
?Yes!? TERESA said. ?Isn?t it about beddy-bye time for him??
He was sure that the humiliation couldn?t get any worse. He was so wrong!
The two all-powerful FEMALES talked to one another casually as he was forced to run to keep up with THEM. When he couldn?t maintain the pace, THEY just lifted and carried him, hanging by his arms. THEIR conversation was literally over his head. He didn?t even consider interrupting as THEY mockingly discussed his care and treatment. He knew the consequences. THEY led him into the building. DR. JAN HUNTER stepped away from HER computer console and over to where THEY held him.
SHE was currently at normal size. DR. JILL WILSON, the fourth and final member of the team, also was currently at HER normal size.
?So YOU caught him, did YOU?? JAN said matter-of-factly, as if the outcome had been inevitable.
?Was there any doubt?? CAROL said.
JAN walked up to the helpless male, still being held, and cupped his balls in HER right hand. SHE squeezed hard, digging HER fingernails in. He lifted his knees up in agony, still hanging by the hands of TERESA and CAROL. SHE let go and he hung in limp agony.
?Naw!? SHE laughed. ?WE?VE got them by the balls now!?