The F Plus - 187: Attack Of The 50 Ft Episode

Episode Date: September 5, 2015

This episode is going to be huge! And other such puns about size, because for this episode we're looking at the confusing world of giantesses and shrunken men; These are people for whom the height of sexuality is found when two bodies are completely sexually incompatible with each other. This week, The F Plus opens our own fetish consultancy firm.

Hello, big ladies that are also big vertically as well as horizontally. Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome to the F Plus Podcast. A huge place where there's terrible things read with enthusiasm. In the room tonight we have Boots Rangier. It's very rare I see a Tony that enjoys a giant-ass nose or sneeze, so I'd be interested in an RP with you. John Toast. I have an important question to ask. Do you use drugs of any kind?

Kumquats up! Could you as a tiny survive in her asshole forever or die from her rectal gas? Frank West! Are there any women left on this forum? Just curious. And Lemon. So why do you think all the women

has left? Is it for technology reasons, manners of the participants, or other? Please be specific. Please. Can you, I mean, obviously you can't just say other. We need to know why the women have left the giant test fucking forum hey f plus Hey, F+. Hey, Lemon.

In your day-to-day lives that you've had, have you given proper respect and admiration to plus-size women? I believe so. Well, my rockin' world is still going around, so I assume so. Sure, of course. I mean, that's just Fat Bottom Girls, but you know, the point stands. So, we have a document in front of us today, and it is

put in front of us by Caroline, and Caroline! This is a document about giantesses. Now, giantesses are plus-size women in a, you know, sort of more extreme sense. They're not large versions of the letter S.

No, but that's a terrific joke, and you should absolutely send it to Sesame Street today. Preferably in your Grover voice. preferably in your grover voice so uh uh giantesses uh is a fetish i think largely held by men i think i think most of the people will be reading here will be men uh and it's about um men who want to be tiny and then they want to interact with women who are humongous, and that will in some way be good? And then they will ejaculate. I mean, you know, I guess so.

So, we're going to be looking at a lot of different sites here. Caroline has put a couple of these together. Yeah, I'm really excited for this, actually, because we've focused a lot on growth in the past, but never in the Y-axis. It's been decidedly horizontal up to this point. So let's start off here with a post by Essex, and get ready for lots of gross avatars.

There's just going to be lots of gross avatars going on here. So come close up. You are Essex, and start this off for us, won't you please? What's the site we're on? We are on the Giantess Shrine at giantess.net. It is full of CSS errors.

Yeah. Wow. Also, all the avatars seem to be of giant asses, so maybe they thought it was a misspelling? Yeah, I mean, you know, it can happen. Wow. Um... Yes, hello. I am

Essex. If a shrink gun actually existed, I would shrink myself down to one inch around my mother-in-law because her ass is huge and wait for her to sit on me so I can

masturbate under her butt. Man, would that be a dream come true or shrink around my sister-in-law who has a big ass and likes to fart which would be another dream come true because I love butts and farts. Makes sense.

Chime in your thoughts. What would you want? Wow. Yeah, I'm your mistress. I'm your mistress. Yeah, you like big asses, don't you? Your goddess awaits, XOXO. Thanks for leading us into this area gently, Caroline. First thing in the dock.

And here's the second thing in the dock. It's called Step On Him. Frank West, you are... Actually, you're Veronica, but I'm just going to lead you in here. This is confusing because two people have the same avatar, but they're different people. But anyway,

you're Veronica, but let me lead you in. Step on him. If a giantess were going to step on a little man and crush-crush him, what would be the cruelest thing she could do to him before she stepped on him to fill him with terror about what she is going to do? And I'm Veronica, so let me put on my girl voice here. Okay. Good. One way might burr to pin him

up der the arches of my high heels and make him wait up till I had finished something mundane, like the dishes. How do you think it would feel waiting there helplessly Oh my god. the bottoms of my high-heeled shoes while he awaited his turn to be stepped upon. Oh my god. I am so aroused

right now. In ways you never knew you could be, I assume. In ways you never will be again. For the type of people who call a Todd Salon's movie softcore. Jesus. Another cool thing would be the tiny man is on the floor a few feet away from my high-heeled feet and say to him,

I'll step on you as soon as I'm done doing the dishes. He lies there happy to know his fetish to be trampled under high heels is about to come true. All he has to do is wait till I finish. He lies there jacking off as he watches my high-heeled feet, thinking will she faultend me with the soul, or

impale me onto the heel? Suddenly he hears the heavy thuds of my giant husband's twelve work boots. Are you married to him? He has a centipede. He's a centipede? It says size 12.

Oh, it does say size 12. Oh, yeah. Okay. My bad. My giant husband's size 12 work boots, even the kitchen, and walking right towards the tiny man, crushing him into a wafer-thin husk of skin and bones. He kisses me on the cheek as I tell him to a wafer-thin husk of skin and bones. He kisses me on the cheek as I tell him to be careful not

to step on that little man. Where, he asks? I point and both look down, but all that's there is a tiny wet red spot on the floor. He lifts up his foot, and there on the bottom of his boot are the crush remains of the tiny man. Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!

He says as we both break out laughing. Oh, that's a guy just got giant-ass cuckold stomped. Yeah, I mean, it says something about this particular fetish that, like, we're this early in, and it's like,

okay, feed shit, and also cuckold shit! I like how it ends on a full house freeze frame, too. Yeah. Everywhere you look. There's a foot waiting to step on you. All right, so that was a little bit of fun flights of fancy. Yeah, it was fun.

That was fantasy life. But let's talk about reality and the real world that we live in. So, John, your name is Gadwin, and you're going to have a thought experiment about what the world could be like, right? Yes, I will.

Hi, my name is Gadwin, and if you were living to a society with giants and normal people... Uh... Okay. Let's say that you live today in a society where giants and normal-sized people coexist peacefully. In this society, most buildings and places are designed especially for giants, but of course there are buildings and places for normal-sized people as well.

In comparison with giants, normal-sized people are the size of a giant's palm. Fortunately for the normal-sized people as well. In comparison with giants, normal-sized people are the size of a giant's palm. Fortunately for the normal-sized people, there are laws that protect normal-sized people from giants' bad treatments like kidnapping them and keeping them as pet slaves and bullying them psychically at school. Cool.

Okay, and then there's laws against psychic behavior. Yeah. Don't think your big thoughts into me, buddy. But just like in many other societies, laws are to be broken. Am I right, guys? That guy's know what I'm talking about.

Yeah, James Dean's getting squished. Moreover, having a relationship with a person of a different size, for example, a giantess have a relationship with a normal-sized man, is legal as long as it's not a forced relationship. And speaking of relationships, the way I think that word is spelled, harems are fine, too. Why not? Oh, yeah, yeah. For example, a giant couple along with many normal-sized people just crawling all over you like Pikmin. Why not?

So here are some questions. Why won't they export this game out of Japan? If you were – okay, so number one, here are some questions. If you were a giant slash giantess, would you obey the laws and live in harmony with normal-sized people? Or would you break the rules? And in case you break the rules, what would you mainly do? If you were a normal-sized person, would you have a

relationship with another normal-sized person? Or with a giant-slash-giantess? You know what? I feel like maybe relationship is a ratio pun? No. Nope. Okay. No.

All right. Nice wishful thinking there. I go away now. It's a good thought, but no way. No way. Yeah. What was that? That was 2A.

So 2B. If you were a giant giantess, would you have a relationship with another giant-sized person or with a normal-sized person? Harems count two in both cases. And number three. What? We're almost done. If you were a normal sized person, would you prefer a peaceful life

or are you a masochist, which would prefer to be a giant person's pet slash slave? Please hand in your answers at the end of class. Thank you. And then come quats up, you are Yamato. I would try to form a relationship with a giantess.

Thanks, Yamato. I was hoping for more of a response, but all right. Nope, that's your only response. All right. I'm skinny. Bye. Thanks for... Well, I'm sure glad I wrote this giant-ass post. I'm skinny. Bye. Thanks for... Well, I'm sure glad I wrote this giant-ass post.

Yeah, okay. Well, here comes another one. So, my name's MakeMeSmall, right? And... Go on a date. It's MakeMeSmall, right? No, it's just MakeMeSmall. Sorry, I didn't mean to confuse you there. I know it's weird that we all have

the same default avatar, but I imagine that you had a nice evening with wine, as in whining, and then starter, main course, and dessert. The giantess is all dressed up with a nice cleavage

for her big tits. What? Yeah, it's nice cleavage for her big tits. I got up my nicest cleavage for this. A nice cleavage, so only one. Right. Yeah, I Yeah, it's nice cleavage for her big tits. I got up my nicest cleavage for this. A nice cleavage, so only one. Right. Yeah, I mean, it's nice for her big tits. Like, obviously, she had small tits, so that would be... I don't know. Only her main course

is two times your whole body mass. Imagine it was really romantic with candlelights and nice music in the background. You were flirting with one another and having nice conversations. How would you proceed the evening? What would you want to talk about? What would she do to you?

What is your opinions, girls? Hi, we're the opinion girls. How would your perfect date be with the shrunken man personally i just love giantess singular i dream about being shrunk and i would love to be together with a giantess my whole life be her slave and husband at the same time. Have her do whatever she wants with me. Please feel free to email me. Here's my email address.

Wow. It is. Alright, all you giantesses that are using the internet right now. Yeah, I'm a player. And then we need to go over to the giantess appliances. Oh the Giantess Appliances. Oh, sorry, yes, yeah, what?

My name is Love-Giantess. Okay. I would proskid the fantastic evening with whatever the Giantess wants. If she wants to talk to get to know one and other better, that would be great! If it were me, a tiny six-inch man, I would end a beautiful night with mad passionat

sex and end that curled up nice and warm between her gigantic round breasts. How would you proceed with the passionat sex? I don't know. Then we'd wake up in the after

noon and watch a Romanic sunset and have more sex. Well, one can dream hay. Boy can dream hay. Romanic sunset. It's when Doric columns fall over. Yeah.

So this thread is called, I don't understand the title of this thread, so hopefully we can elucidate. This thread is called Giant Test Appliances. And Frank West, you're Eiffel Buffer? I am. I'm Eiffel Buffer. Eiffel Buffer. Maybe. Eiffel Bifer. Anyone ever fantasize about being tormented by a giantess using household appliances?

Like, maybe being vacuumed up or put in a blender? How about a microwave? Or oven? Maybe flushed in a toilet? Or cooked on the stove? Yeah, me. Yeah, me. I'm Ronnie the Lit.

Ronnie the Lit. I'm Ronnie the Lit. There's an ellipsis in your name as well. I'm Ronnie the Lit. I love the idea of a giantess tormenting me with household appliances. One fantasy I have is being a tiny, inch-tall man that is given the task to prepare her morning coffee a 10 cup coffee percolator with lid off is placed in the kitchen counter sink the stem and basket are in place

there's prescribed amount of coffee grounds in the water that is my duty to load into the coffee pot I've given several items to accomplish my task a popsicle stick is used to bridge the distance between the coffee pop rim and the edge of the sink. Here is your punishment. Your life is now a Sierra adventure. You must find these items or I will kill you.

A miniature wheelbarrow and shovel to haul back and forth loads of coffee grounds and those tiny five gallon buckets to transport the water. It takes many hours of back-breaking work traversing, sorry, transversing back and forth across the popsicle stick ramp.

First the buckets of water, then wheelbarrow after wheelbarrow, loads of coffee grounds, dumping them into the coffee pot. Finally, I finish. Oh, does that mean come or... Yeah, I finish, but I have to jump down into the basket and spread the coffee ground evenly out. But fine, after doing this, I can't get back out.

The more I struggle, the deeper I sink. The alarm clock awakens. The giantess and I hear footsteps enter the kitchen. I scream to get her attention, but she's still half asleep and needs her fine fix to start her day. She doesn't hear me or see me, picks up the coffee pot and places the lid on it and plugs in the outlet. I scream

and scream, please get me out! Please get me out of here! You're going to percolate me! It's time for the percolator. It's time for the percolator. My useless pleas echo unanswered off the coffee pot walls. It gets very hot and steam begins

to rise as water is heated by the element and I hear it begin to boil. Then suddenly, like that old Maxwell House coffee commercial I hear, Perk. Perk, perk. Perk, perk, perk, perk. Perk, perk, perk, perk, perk. I don't remember that commercial. Perk, perk. Perk-a-perk-a-perk-perk. Perk-a-perk-a-perk-perk.

I don't remember that commercial. Just like the commercial. You know. Yeah. It's perfect. Perk-a-perk-a-perk-perk. Perk-a-perk-a-perk-perk. Maybe.

The boiling water is forced up the hollow stem, filters through the coffee grounds as I'm percolated into the coffee and return to the pot below. So you're not only small, you're non-soluble. Okay, sure. Yay! Yeah, that's hot. Solubility fetish.

Hey, uh... Uh-huh? Hey, Amy, find that one for us. Um, I could just see her sitting at the kitchen table, cup of coffee in her hands, sobering the aroma of fresh cup of coffee. And like that other coffee commercial, she smiles as the commercial plays.

The best part of waking up is having little Ronnie in your cup. Okay, see, now you just got trademark problems here because you started out with a Maxwell commercial, you moved on to a Folgers commercial. It's called cross-marketing, Lemon. No, that's not called cross-marketing. You know, as weird and disgusting as these is,

these do have better endings than SNL skits, so you gotta give it to them. They really put a button on them. Well, how long was that? Was 19 minutes long? So, yeah. So, Caroline is great enough to break. I'm so sorry.

Caroline! Caroline! There it is. It's nice enough to break her documents into various categories. Everything that we read here is out of the fantasy category, and now we're moving into a category called Clearly Bullshit. And to that end, John, take Flat as a Pancake. Hello, I'm Ronnie as well, and I'm reading a thing called Flat as a Pancake.

Okay. I saw something this afternoon that I found, at least to me anyways, was the most erotic thing I've ever seen. I created this tiny one-inch paraffin wax effigies of myself. I use paraffin wax in my creations, for it is quite pliable, and instead of crumbling when stepped on, squashes out ever so sensuously, giving me the effect I imagine myself resembling were I to go under the tread of a giant's foot, i.e. flat as a pancake. I take my effigies to supermarkets, department stores, or

any public place where women walk about. Today, I pulled into the parking lot of a store, got out, and started walking to the front door of the store. A red caddy pulled into the spot after I'd walked by it, and I noticed a blonde woman, probably in her late 30s, wearing a navy blue business suit with matching at least three-inch spiked heels got out,

opening the trunk. She took out a laptop and began walking not far behind me, hoping that perhaps she might step on my effigy. I dropped one onto the pavement, then pretended I had forgotten something and walked back to my vehicle, all the while glancing down to see if she would step on it. So far, I'm believing you. Yes, a woman stepped out of a car.

Right, and she took a laptop with her. Yeah, okay. That's about it. Got it? So far. She noticed it lying on the pavement and kind of did a second look, as if wondering if it really was a tiny man.

That's what she was thinking. I could read it on her face. A little thought bubble came out of her head. She opened up her laptop and then typed in Is that a tiny man? In a way I can see. God, where am I? It's a fucking block of text.

My heart started pounding. Thinking she was going to step on it. But to my disappointment, she kept on walking, her high heels clicking on the asphalt pavement. There was a starbuck here. Right, yeah, he was going to help with her wailing. No, it was a lady from... But to my disappointment, she kept on walking, her high heels clicking on the asphalt pavement. Oh, wait.

Okay, so again. There was a starb Starbucks here with an outdoor area with table and seating. The woman went inside but soon returned with a coffee or whatever her choice of refreshment. Sat down at a table and opened up her laptop.

From a distance, I watched her and hoping she returned to her car. Wrote a note stating, please squash me flat as a pancake. Oh, no. I placed the note on the pavement below the driver's side door and sat the effigy on top placed the note on the pavement below the driver's

side door and sat the effigy on top of the note. What are you doing? I've given up on any semblance of a normal life by this point. I pulled my vehicle into position so that I could get a good look when the woman returned. I waited probably a half hour for the woman to finish whatever she was doing. Apparently,

she must have been a secretary or sales representative on a late lunch break. And what were you doing? Driving a Cadillac. Anyways, I watched as she packed her laptop and walked back to her car. After opening the trunk and placing the laptop inside, I breathlessly watched her walk to the door of her car she looked down and saw third note and effigy and picked them both up reading the note she the in a very ceremoniously way place it on the pavement the one again in a very sermonous way place the effigy on top of the note right standing over the effigy she tilted her high heeled foot back onto its heel and positioned the soul directly above the effigy on top of the note. Standing over the effigy, she tilted her high-heeled foot back onto its heel

and positioned the sole directly above the effigy and stepped out, applying all her weight onto my effigy. And then said, this is really happening for real, actually, in real life. As she squashed it, she kind of had this smirk on her face. She then lifted her foot, and when she did, the now-flattened effigy and the note were stuck

to the bottom of the sole. Why? Lifting the high-he her foot, and when she did, the now-flattened effigy and the note were stuck to the bottom of the sole. Oh, yeah. Why? Lifting the high-heeled foot, the effigy was stuck onto. She balanced herself on the other foot and reached down to peel it off and inspected her footwork. Peel it off? That's not how that works. Satisfied that it was fault as a pancake.

Fault as a pancake. Yep. She very gently placed the note and flattened effigy back down on the pavement. She got in the car, but then got back out to make sure she wouldn't run over the effigy. I waited to approach the woman, but was afraid I'd get into trouble, and waited, and she pulled away, and then retrieved my effigy. The small men police? Guys, guys, do you know what happened? Just in a murder.

Guys, guess what? What? It had been flattened flatter than a pancake! Well, I mean, it was already flat. It wasn't... I based my entire sexuality on comparison to baked goods! Well, one specific one. It was completely covered in flatness.

Flatter than a pancake. I don't know who the woman was, but I would like to thank her for squashing me in effigy. Perhaps she somehow may read this. Yeah, nope. Nope. I think she is right now. So the previous topic... And here she is!

Oh, we didn't bring her in? Oh, I thought we brought her, sorry. No, no, she won't sign the release for some reason. Oh, well. So the previous topic from this is called Body Waves. The next topic is called, yet again, Big Bang Theory's Girls and the Shrun some reason. So the previous topic from this is called Body Waves. The next topic is called Yet Again, Big Bang Theory's Girls and the Shrunken Guy.

What? I don't know. So, we are, that was the only one that we're going to read from the Clearly Bullshit. We're going to move on to Advice. Oh, good.

And, uh, hello, I'm new and this is my story. So I'm no-go 1523. No-go. Yeah, so yeah, I've been a GTS fan for a long time.

I don't know why Giantess is GT. Grand Theft Something. Grand Theft Shrinking. Yeah, there you go. A long time. I don't know why giantess is GT. That doesn't... Grand theft something. Grand theft shrinking. Yeah, there you go. Okay, so my wife and I have been together for 15 years. I'm very fit, and she hits at our second. And I told her I love her.

I love when she wears heels. I'm 6 feet 175, and she's 5'11", so naturally I'm in love with her, as we see almost eye-to-eye, and she's very outspoken. So, we see eye-to-eye literally means we are of the same eye. Makes sense. makes sense okay anyway so so but when i told her i love her in heels she said i'm a freak what should i do i love my wife and i express to her my fantas-wise, and she is understanding, but how do I encowled her? Encold her. Encold. Hi, I'm Zit- Zit-x.

Okay, yeah, maybe something like that. Sure. If I were you, I would make a romantic atmosphere. For example, dinner with candles, romantic music, etc. Then when she felt good, you could just say her one part OUYO fetish. For example, I like when you are taller than me. And end this topic. Just mention about...

What? On the other romantic time, you can share with her another fetish things. That will be the best way. She will know what you want, and I suppose she will realize some of your fetishes. I've made the same with my girlfriend.

She don't really like being a giantess, but she sometimes dominates me. Oh, boy. Oh, my God. Listen, I'm gonna be weak and sippering regardless. So, if you get angry at me, that just plays into

my hand, bitch. No, don't be accepting. Step on me. No, don't go to your mother's. Now I have to develop as going to your mother's fetish. Oh, you're getting your mother to join in? I'll just, I'll wait. Yeah, how tall is your mother?

Hello? Hey, come back. So, I guess, okay, we got to figure out what GTS means. I'm sure it means like. It just means giantess. Okay. That seems giantess. Yeah. Boy, that means giantess. Okay. Giantess.

Yeah. Boy, that's pretty awful. Anyway... It's what the giantess fetish is traded under, under the NASDAQ. Oh, that makes sense. How's the stock doing these days? I would've... I think it would be better if it was just a capital...

It's pretty high. I think it'd be better if it was just a capital S. So... Alternatively, it could be Google that shit. According to reputable internet website, Urban Dictionary. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah. That's a good site. Anyway, so, Boots, can you help us bring GTS to the bedroom?

Yeah, I'm Washboard. Okay, cool. I'm Boots. I don't know who Boots is. Oh, sorry about that, Washboard. Help us. I'm Washboard, yeah. My girlfriend's very interested in role-playing in the bedroom, acting as a

GTS, which is a giantess, but she does not know what to do. I mean, that makes sense, seeing as how the thing you want is physically impossible. So what do I do? Oh, you just act like you're really big.

Okay, I'm really big. Oh, God, that's crazy. Bigger. Yeah, it's like you're cornered by a bear. Bigger, come on. Put your jacket out like this. I said bigger. Now make me wait until you're done with the dishes.

Bigger. No. Puff back your frills so you look like you're bigger. Bigger. No, bigger. Keep going. Does anyone have any helpful tips on how she can feel more comfortable and visualize what she's supposed to do? I've read through most of the forums, but I can't find anything relating to this.

Boy, almost like nothing's from a woman's perspective. Interesting. She wants to be part of my fantasy, as I can pretty much complete hers. Uh-huh. How do you do that? Well, just trust me. Okay, sure. Yeah, but role-playing as a GTS isn't exactly easy.

I know there's face-sitting and all of that which comes close, but anything else? Newbie here. I've always wanted to have a man with a three-inch dick and social problems. You complete my fantasy, baby. And then, uh, come quad stop, you are... I don't know. You tell me. I don't know how that's pronounced.

I don't know how... Escleotis? Okay, sure. Yeah. That's it. Yep. I'm Escleotis? Okay, sure. Yeah, that's it. Yep, I'm as Cleotis. While it can be pricey at times, one way to go about it is to get her some stripper heels. There are six 10-inch heels, which add on a physical height that can help the scenario. Depending on the sex position to you or her, might be able to physically manipulate her slash your location relative to your view,

giving her a taller look. Oh my god. See, you have to do, like, perspective trickery. Just a jump MOV in CryEngine, and then, you have to do, like, perspective trickery? Just a shot of FOV in CryEngine, and then, you know. We need to get in contact. All these people need to get into contact with, like, Weta and Peter Jackson and be like, how did you do it in the movies? Have her stand in between you and a very faraway building.

No, all these people just need to contact all the people in Tom Cruise movies and ask how they make him look tall. Buy her a lot of dollhouse furniture. Yeah. You need a Scully box. This does limit, though, to more Amazon vibes than GTS, I guess.

You know all those Amazons running around in platform heels. No, you just buy them from the website. I don't know. Sometimes you just buy them from the website. I don't know. Sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and go through practice scenarios or just hit the ground running.

Discuss what you'd like to see last year. With each thrust during sex, is she to grow? Is she toying with you? Or is she supposed to enjoy you? Is there a certain kind of dialogue you'd like

to hear? There are a lot of questions. There certainly are more since you started. Well, let me answer one of those. With each thrust during sex is she going to grow? The answer to that is no! This shit can't happen

in real life. What are you talking about? Then there are thoughts that need to be addressed. Yes, there are. But the best first step is that she is happy and willing to fulfill your fantasy. What a great check!

Also, wow! The steps to post now are getting more and more like a mental faculty test? That's true, they're not working. I don't know, I haven't posted on this forum, so presumably it must be really complicated.

Wow! Thanks for the advice, Ezcleotis. I did not know the tens existed. We only have six inches, which are pretty pricey, but worth it. Six feet heels. Oh, sorry, yes. The ten feet existed. We only have six feet.

Right. Good point. Fucking a lady on stilts. Fucking a lady on stilts. Fucking a lady on stilts. That's actually... I would go to that parade. That sounds fucking awesome. And here she...

Whoa! What the hell? It's like the guys at Hedonism are like running out of ideas. All right. Stilt fucking go. I told her when we first started dating two years ago, but I don't lead with it.

Okay. How did you... I mean, that's pretty amazing that you worked up to that. Yeah. Start asking your secrets and whatnot and then bring it as a big finale. She was very interested. You'd be surprised.

Yeah. She actually came up with one way, but we haven't tried it yet. She loves gummy bears. Okay, go on. And thinks that will be her way of breaking the ice by thinking them as tinies and putting them places. Places. You know places? Hello, emergency room?

You won't believe what happened yes I am available for interviews thank you dear emergency room pet house I never thought

this would happen to me I basically turned my girlfriend into a candy workshop she's got a pound in there she's been more of a less dominant one and I think that's why she's been having She's got a pound in there.

She's been more of a less dominant one, and I think that's why she's been having fun with this, and also trouble at the same time. That makes sense. I'll keep you guys informed, but any other advice from some lurkers would be great. I don't think I actually would. I think it would be damaging and stupid. Probably poorly spelled.

I think it would be damaging and stupid. Probably poorly spelled. I have one more piece of... We have one more piece of advice here. No, we have more than one piece of advice. But John, you're short and you've got a problem. Is that right? Yes. Okay.

I am and become. I am en am and attraction between tall women and short men I am short in 24 years old I'm 5'2 5'3 I always find taller women

a bit more attractive also I have never had sex in my life but psychologically I tend to think that taller women are bit more attractive. Also, I have never had sex in my life, but psychologically, I tend to think that taller women are sweeter and bad. Sweet! Should I make up in my hair? This is

sweet. To tall women, do you sometimes find a certain attraction, short men? Please? Please, please, please. To my fellow short guys, find a certain attraction, short man. Please? Oh god. Please, please, please. To my fellow short guys, what up? Do you have same experience like me?

Yeah, so my name's Trout105. I might be Kilgore Trout, who knows, but anyway. Go get the game by Neil Strauss. Just do what it says. You will sleep with many, many women. Tall, beautiful women.

Who wrote the game? Neil Strauss. Oh, Nell Strauss. Nope. Nope. Not that either. Nope, not Nell Strauss either. The game by Nell Strauss. Hey, maybe the game written by Nell Strauss is a very

nice book. Maybe it's just about baseball. Is that Nell from 227? No, no, that's the wrong movie. All right, so last piece of advice here. Okay, here we go. Frank West. Yes. This is difficult.

Wow. Just to let you know, before you get started, this one has a high degree of difficulty. Anyway, so you're gag zero inviter. And what do you have to say? I'm new.

Help me. Perfect pronunciation on that emoticon hi I'm totally new here all these are emoticons just so you know listeners every one of these is an emoticon before I forget a new podcast

Frank West just pronouncing emoticons including all those weird Japanese ones that are coming out now oh wow I'm gonna have to commit to this one yep that's my new fetish pronouncing emoticons. That's it. Including all those weird Japanese ones that are coming out now. Oh, wow. I'm going to have to commit to this one. Yep, yep. That's my new fetish, in fact.

Really? I'm mainly just trying to meet people with the same interest as me in the general aspect. Hmm. So, uh, a little about me.

Great. Um, I'm into macrophilia. Huh? Yeah. Duh. Hmm. You're on the giant test, right? Right? Oh, my God. I'm into macrophilia. Yeah. Duh. You're on the giant dish, right?

Right? Oh, shit. I'm into some of the branch fetishites. Oh, jeez. I'm going to start this one off. Sure. I will. I'm into some of the branch fetishites related to this, but my personal favorite is vor.

Is that like a branch Davidian, but with a fetish? But I mainly like the soft Vor Chiano. Mm-hmm. I like the idea of being placed on the stomach and listening to the gurgle and churn. Mm.

Then later being trapped in it. Mm. Um, a couple people have asked me already what type of giantists I'm into. What kind of people? People on this forum? People in real life? Now, sir, please state for the record. Is this admissible?

Well, in that case, I'm into the motherly, caring ones. That's definitely admissible. And I also really like the creative, fun, outgoing-slash-evil sense of humor ones. Now, when I say that, I mean the type that will be like, Hey, let's play a game of cat and mouse. What? Well, you're not just going of cat and mouse. What? Well, you're not just going to stand there, are you?

Nah. Catches you. Meow. I caught you. You know what that means. Yeah. It's hard. It's sort of a wink.

There's a real density of emoticons here. There sure is. Dangles you over her. What's the emoticon for feeling like you're going to vomit? I want to type that one up a couple times. Oh yeah, pronounce that one for us, Frank. I think that's... You get what I mean.

I like those ones. Yep, you're not done. Basically not the straight up horny evil ones. You know, the ones that go, Ah, hell no! I'm gonna kick the living fuckness out of you. Throws a grenade and blows you the fuck up. What the fuck is your problem? I'm not talking about those.

No. Even though I do like the eagles, they're just not my personal fave. Oh, I hate this, except I kind of like it. I'll take anything at this point. Anyone, please. So, anyways, tell me your personal favorite

things of macrophilia or microphilia actually you don't even have to do that just talk to me about anything talk to me oh my god please somebody please talk to gag zero inviter and thanks for welcoming me in the community

oh and I've roleplayed before just not with giantest things involved but I can be pretty creative so if you're down so am I Oh, and I've roleplayed before. Just not with giantest things involved. But I can be pretty creative, so if you're down, so am I. Hmm. What? You know, every time I start getting disgusted with the more shit

or whatever it was you'd pronounce it emoticon and I'd be right back with you. That's why you use so many of those. They just really keep you on his side. Yep, it's true. It worked. Oh my god, someone just read the first sentence of the reply.

Okay. Well, I'd say that I probably like mini-giantesses most of all, although I'm not quite as picky about the height thing as a lot of people in the fetish community are. I like

depictions that stand somewhere around 8 to 15 feet tall. You know, a height that's just outside of the realm of real-life Amazon, at the lower end of the range, but isn't comically huge.

Yeah, this is the dark yellow versus light yellow pee argument again. Oh, God. Man. Mini giant test. Mini giant test. Yeah, he's 15 feet tall. Don't be fucking

gross. So now we're going to move into another section here Called bodies We've Talked a lot about bodies But Boots What is it you want to talk about Specifically about noses I want to talk about

I'm Mr. GTS I want to talk about giant... I'm Mr. GTS. I want to talk about giantess noses. I have a fetish for giantess noses. Okay. I like to play with a giantess's nose. Sure, I believe you. Yeah, I crawl on it.

I caress it. I go inside it. Okay, again, this whole, like, I like to play with a... I mean, just as an English lesson. I like to play with a giant's nose. There's an idea of experience there, which is clearly untrue.

No? He's really into double dare. Oh, okay. Well, that's pretty sexy. He saw that Double Dare and he was like, that's my whole life. That's what I'm going for. I'm going to get that coin. Get that flag. Are there any others

out there who like noses? Or like have someone in their nose if you're a giantess? Yeah, just, oh my god, so many women, man. So many women. Climb! My name is Climb the Giantess.

That's a metal band, isn't it? Yeah. Yeah, dude, same here. It's really hard to find others with this sort of fetish. I really just want to climb all over a girl's nose, either on it or in it. Why? Glad to see that somebody else appreciates this aspect of the fetish.

Yeah. Why? Why are you finding a community that doesn't make any sense well hey I'm also someone who likes this I don't know if you can guess this my name is giantess nose what the fuck

what wow nice name by the way yeah thanks and I want to say heck yeah I don't want to go into it, but I'd love to have sex with a girl on another giantess girl's nose. This is so much better than Boca!

Or better yet, here's the best one. Two giantesses pressing their noses together and having sex all over both of them. Now, when you say having sex, what do you mean? I really don't know. I'm a giantess nose lover. He's having sex by himself?

No, he and another regular-sized person are having sex on those noses. This has got to be the most specific fetish. Like, even more than the guy who had the, like, forever... You mean the nose subgroup are you talking about? Are you talking about giantesses in general, or are you talking about nose giantesses? I think this is in terms of fetish.

I think this is the most specific. I was like, this is what I need. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Like, he doesn't even specify in the nose or on the nose though. Well, he doesn't want to go into it because that would be weird. Yeah. But he wants to have sex on top of it. It's going to be really hard to, like, act out with someone.

No, no, you just fuck her and then the more you fuck her, the bigger she gets. It's pretty simple. It's kind of like the set of Sir Mix-a-Lot's Baby Got Back video, but with a nose instead of a butt. God, that set was gross enough to start with. I imagine he has to start a roleplay with somebody. He's like, all right, so you're a giant, and I'm on your nose, and hold on, let me conference in this other roleplay. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I like giant noses, I cannot lie. And you other brothers, wait, where is everyone? I'm in an empty room with a bunch of noses, what the hell? Yeah. And then Frank, you're shrunk at her feet. I'm shrunk at her feet? Yeah, you're a Nirvana fan. I'll have to admit, it's sometimes an aspect of some of my fantasies.us.

What? Hang on, registering right now. Just to be accidentally sucked up a giantess's nose would be kind of exciting. Gross, too, because of boogers. I for one am appalled by having sex on top and or inside of a giant's nose. But would love to walk inside. She breaths and I go inside her brain and or other parts. What?

What? What? I would love to walk inside. She breaths and I go inside her brain and or other parts. God. This is the... Hey. I didn't know we got to the giant three panning part of the episode. Oh, good. It's a lady. What's your name, lady?

I'm Giantess Carrie. Oh, you sound sexy. Do you like Nirvana? I don't know. What is that? Never mind, it's fine. Is it small? Yeah, totally. Yeah, I like it. Dave Grohl's pretty small, so

you'd like him. What about the bass player? Is he small? No, he's not small at all. I don't like him at all. There goes my hero. Gonna fuck her nose. Okay, never mind. Moving on. The world's biggest crickets.

Hi, buddies. Do they eat noses? I don't think so. Hi, Mr. GTS. I haven't seen you in years. I still like my tiny nose play. If you ever need a nose, I found that I have. It's likeying for being tiny at someone's nose or to having a tiny play with it. You guys are into small things, right?

Small things, right? Stop it. Stop it. I'm trying to not make a Sum 41 joke, and you're making it very hard. What? What? Small. How many of the Sum 41 joke, and you're making it very hard. What? What? Small. How many of the small things would you say you're into?

You guys like big noses? Well, tiny nose. Huh? Huh? Boo. Get off the stage. No. Listen, Carrie.

You'll never live up to our expectations. Might as well get the fuck out. All right. expectations. Might as well get the fuck out. Alright, so that was all about that was all about the bodies of giantesses, and they are terrific, and Kumquatsop, of course, is finding all sorts of Kumquatsop-y kind of things,

except for none of them are appropriate to the podcast, but like, if you want fucking weird shitty drawings, gianttest.net is your Ooh, what? Why? No, I won't make that the episode cover. It's softcore pornography.

You can cut out the right side. Okay, sure. Anyway. Anyway. So, again, this is broken into sections, and Caroline has a section here now called... It's called Theories. So this is about theories,

and this theory is, what really is a giantess? We just don't know. So, John, take this one, please. Ask the same good birds. What really is giantess? We just don't know. So, John, take this one, please. Ask the same good birds. What really is giantess? I like Battlefield, I think. Yep, I think that's what that is.

My name is Dark and... Giantess is nothing more than a mere dream, a mere fantasy, if you will. Though unlike other fantasy, Ares will never become reality. Sure, you can mess around with roleplay

and with pictures and all the rest of it, but it will never be like the real thing. For example, reading that she has picked you up playfully will never feel like you were actually being picked up playfully. I mean, it's like torture, knowing

that your fantasy will never come true no matter how hard you try. Oh well, gotta have faith, I guess. Faith to faith to faith, huh? That post gave me a headache in how much I didn't understand about

what? It's okay. Just play some Battlefield. What does Ares have to do with it? And what are you talking about? Ares is the god of really weird fucking fetishes, right? And then, Frank, you are a shrunk dude.

I am shrunk dude. Oh, I'm pretty far down. Here I amunk Dude. I am Shrunk Dude. Oh, I'm pretty far down. Here I am. Shrunk Dude. I am Shrunk Dude. Whoa. Or maybe the holodeck.

Not sure that's spelled correctly. Actually, sorry. Oh, second one? Next one. Fair enough. I know I just posted, but I'd like to add the following that did not occur to me yesterday. True, this fantasy is thus far physically impossible but there may be a good side to that for example

thus far because there have been you know like all the Marvel comics and then all of a sudden there's the thing and then the guy gets a wig god I hope this turns into a Malatorra thing well his previous post was what about the holodeck sure sure this ain't the Fantastic Voyage XXX.

For example, let's say someone has a fantasy of having sex in some foreign country at 2pm on a Thursday. A foreign country? Alright. Yeah. If that's what that person really wants, it may be exciting at first. But after satisfying the fantasy, say, about a dozen times, it may feel like been there, done that, unless lose some of its allure. And thus the entire internet's boners are explained. Wow, so I guess having sex with a giant

is just kinda awkward. For us, there is no actually experiencing the fantasy. But there's also not a feeling of been there, done that from actually experiencing it. The impossibility of the GTS fantasy may be a big help in keeping it fascinating. In a way, I feel sorry for the people whose sexual fantasies are actually possible. What? What?

Especially if they engage in the fantasy for real so many times. You see, it's perfect. If there are no grapes in the first place, they can never go sour. So it's perfect. Jesus Christ! By the way, before we move on, Shrunkable, why do you have to look up? Why do I have to look up? Why do I have to look up? Yes.

Oh, I have to look up to see what color she painted her toenails. Thanks. It's good to know. Wait. So where are you, then? I don't know. Are you in the area between her skin and toenails? Where would you possibly be that you'd have to look up to see the color of her toenails?

She is doing a handstand. You're doing a handstand. Okay, then that makes sense. Okay, yeah, got it. Cool. Boom. Hey, so my fucking avatar is Family Guy, right? Oh, good.

Oh, perfect. Yeah. I don't suck. We could be in a kind? Oh, good. Oh, perfect. Yeah, I don't suck. We could be in a kind of matrix, man. Oh, good. Yeah, and chicks just wired us up to think

we're normal for self-esteem. When we get out, we'll know. Right? Sure. Yeah. Also, maybe When we get out, we'll know. Right? Hmm. Sure. Yeah.

Also, maybe our minds are just wired like they are, and who is to say that fantasy isn't another reality period? Oh, God. So you're my roommate the whole semester, huh? Yeah, okay, cool. Like, fucking, look, you might think I'm an idiot, but I'm just about to explain science in a way that will fucking prove my credentials, okay? Here we go.

Like, Einstein's Gravity vs. Acceleration, hyphen, indistinguishable. Yep. That was the first chapter of that fucking book. Oh. the first chapter of that fucking book. It is impossible to know the difference between gravity and acceleration. I don't even know why there's two different words.

Yeah, I know. Every time I go to a race, I just scream at the top of my lungs, why are all those cars falling down? Somebody should stop them. Okay. If I don't suck, it's the point. Anyhow, best way I've been able to

realize it is in POV toe sucking. What? I don't know. it is in POV toe sucking. What? But that's just me, and then I complained about the captcha on this site, so... Wait a minute. POV toe sucking, as

opposed to toe sucking without being in your own point of view? Well, you know, when you have as many psychotic breaks as I have, you tend to look at your life from outside. No, this is probably strictly clips for sale purchases. Well, yeah. No, it's from the point of view of the toe.

It's just a lot of darkness and then some jerk's mouth going like this. Cool. All right. Pretty good. So this is fucking sexy. And, oh, man, there's so many more sexy things that we could read. Thank you very much, Caroline, for everything that we have here. Caroline!

Dang. Oh, that's, yeah, there it is. Yep, there it is. We got 34 pages of this. So thfbl.us, you can read the document. But we need to pick a story. So we have a couple of them to choose from.

And I think Frank, I'll let you pick. So we have a couple stories here. The first one is entitled That's How I Love Car Crush. Don't take my word for it.

All my fucking friends on Facebook are trying to get me to participate in this stupid car crush bullshit. And you can love it, too! And the second story is called, Doe Canada! That's very tough. I kind of...

I'm curious about what Canada is, but I'm going to go with the car crush. Alright, well that's how I love car crush. And obviously it's a Vonnegut book, so it's called Melanie, or that's how a car crush is gonna like. That's like the sixth time we've done that joke. Anyway, yeah, so take it. If you feel like tagging, then go right ahead.

Okay. This is by Taran. Oh, this... I wrote a German story about a friend who grew and crushed two cars. Der Humpf did a translation, unfortunately only of part one. Here it is. Melanie, or that's how a car crush is going to look like. Melanie smiled down at me.

This is what you always wanted to see, isn't it? Half an hour ago, the girl only stood 1.70 meters tall. Now she was 42.50 meters tall, weighed about some incredible 1,125 tons, and her 5.5

meter long naked foot moved towards the silver Mercedes. And let me tell you, there is nothing sexier than two decibel points of accuracy. Okay, so... Just, okay, so... So her foot is

an eighth as long as her body. Yeah, can I get a version of the story that's in, like, scientific notation? They really need to revise the core curriculum questions. I mean, you know, that's a big foot. It's a very large foot. I was thrown between terror, oh fuck, a real G-I-A-N-T-E-S-S, and total arousal.

She's about to step on a car just for me. I moved back about ten meters. She stepped on me. The warmth of her foot and the light smell of sweat covered the smell of the streets. She did it slowly, almost tenderly. Almost, but probably not. She was crushing a car. Yeah.

Wow, this is a long paragraph. Yep. Her heel touched the trunk. The light, light to her, moisture, made the car's cool rear window fog up immediately, while the back of the car slowly and with a soft moan got bent down on its springs. There was a short bang as the lid of the trunk was pressed to the inside by the rising pressure of her heel. Okay, sure, because... Rising?

Okay, sure. Okay, yep, got it. Cars are airtight. They're like balloons. Absolutely. Don't open the door! Well, that's why you can't leave a dog in one with the windows rolled up. He'll suffocate.

Then the body met the tarmac, and the still rising pressure smashed the back window with the rear roof stanchions where Ben from the back to the front with a metallic screech. She crashed a car. Yes. No, actually, she crushed a car is for the next

five minutes of reading, if you're curious. Yeah. If we're just going to summarize this stuff. I see glistening vagina that comes up eventually, so we'll look forward to that. The front of the bends was forced into the air, while the back section now collapsed under the merciless pressure

of her heel. At the same time, the lights literally splashed out of their holdings, and the axes cracked like a salt stick. I mean, splashed... Okay, sure. Oh yeah, we've all cracked salt sticks before, that's a real good point of comparison. Really brings up a real vivid

image right there. Cracking salt sticks. After the more or less sturdy trunk was crushed, the foot pressed down on the roof. The side windows and the wood screen shattered even as I was hit by some shards. The front came back

down, and because of the light forwarding motion her foot forced the car into, the two tires popped and the wheels twisted to the sides. The roof touched the backrest of the seats and bend them over as if they were made of clay instead of steel wire.

Except for all the steel sounds that it made and all the crushing and the things exploding and all those sort of things which would not be indicative of clay in any way, but other than that, yeah. It was just like clay. It was just like clay. It was just like clay. Clay doesn't bend. Well, I mean...

Soft clay doesn't bend. It breaks apart and hard clay shatters. Soft clay doesn't bend? That's what you're saying? If I have a cylinder that's clay, I can bend that cylinder of clay. It'd be kind of hard. It would all smush it. Yeah.

It would still crack. Look, let me of hard. It would all smoosh. It would still crack. Look, let me settle this. Clay is like a car. Okay. Clayacon? Yep. Clayacon is like a car. I want to fuck it. I want to fuck both of those things. That's all.

That's all. Something else bursted next to Melanie's foot, I started to smell fuel. The fuel tank was broken, and gas was flowing out. The steering wheel broke off and was pressed down together with the panel and the roof by the greatest foot mankind ever saw. You're explaining this car breaking, and yet I cannot visualize it at all. Yeah. You would actually be better if this entire program was just the car broke.

Yeah, I've subbed in a more relatable and more funny image of the taxi from Roger Rabbit going like, I'm being crushed! Stop it! Or the pervy drawings from that Carfucker episode getting crushed. I blocked those out, so I'm not summoning those up now.

Okay, well, maybe this will help you visualize it. It sounded like a cola can where you try to remove the dents as Melanie's foot forced the sides of the car to bend at the sides. That's good. The metal creased sharply. Then there was a new scent in the air. I looked up and saw that Melanie's vagina was glistening moist,

and her face showed an expression of horniness. I've got another request for Amy. I want her fetish episode. It was obvious that she enjoyed the fact that she could crush a real car under her foot. Her nipples started to become hard. Her horny smile became even broader as the delicate ball of her foot finally set up on the hood and started to compress the car at the front. Finally.

Every time a stanchion broke, and with every little bit of pressure she applied, her smile grew wider how long did this go on? she was crushing this car for like five hours she wasn't even a giant she was just standing on the normal sized person smashing the top of the car

call in the military but no rush with a big bang the engine collapsed and the hood flattened even faster than the trunk did before. The front lights copied the reaction of the rear lights and burst out of their form while under the front axis snapped with a bone-chilling crack. Again, the tires popped and were bent aside. Why would the front axis cracking be the one bone-chilling thing? Oh, this car's being fucked all to hell.

The axis cracked? Oh, no! Scary. Shit got real now! Yeah. Again, the tire... Nope. Under a lot of crunching, crackling, moaning, and creaking noises, the wreck was compressed to a height of just a few centimeters. Wow! Alright.

Good job, Ladyfoot. Again, a cracking a crackling noise and the totally flattened wreck gave the pressure of the young and the beautiful giantess weight to the tarmac. The car started to sink into the ground. Finally, Melanie's toes spread out and signaled that the complete weight

of the beautiful young giantess was now resting on this foot. The car under this wonderful and mighty foot was almost not visible anymore. If anybody else wants to finish it off, I've been reading for like ten minutes. Oh, I've got this paragraph. I've got this one. Okay? Yes. She started to rub

her crotch. Yay! Alright, next up. Okay, I'll go. Good job! I guess I'll take the next one. Yeah. The smell of Melanie's gigantic pussy started to become stronger and stronger As she lifted her foot again Tidal wave

I hate it Big chunks of tarmac Were ripped out of the street By the sweaty soul of hers And even the wreck was stuck there It sounded like removing a tape band As the metallic pancake Came off her sole

and slammed with a deafening noise onto the ground. Let the boys be boys! I walked over to the crashed car. Even the lines of her foot were copied to the piece of scrap. What? I don't know. I don't know. Is her foot made of silly putty?

Maybe. Sure. Yep. Okay. Good. As I touched it, I could feel the warmth and moisture on it. Even the smell was unmistakable. Whoa, said Melanie. That was a wicked feeling. I wonder

if this one will feel as great under my butts. I don't wonder that. I wonder if this one will feel as great under my butts. I don't wonder that. I don't think that needs to be. Melanie has a way with words. With these words, she walked towards another car, a Type 7 BMW in white.

She went to her knees, lowered her house-sized behind slowly under the car while rubbed her dripping pussy. Well, how do you like this? I don't. I don't like it at all. I don't like it. I don't.

I dislike it. What? I am an un-fan. How? Thumbs down. I don't know what that means. But we described the car. Yeah.

How long more do you want? I don't know what that means. But we described the car. Yeah. What more do you want? The car? Maybe we should read the part about the car again. Okay, that makes sense. Lemon, I realize you don't like it, but I know that Cricket does. What does Cricket say? Oh,

yeah, sorry. That was very good, Terran. What does Cricket say? Oh, uh, yeah, um, oh, sorry, um... That was very good, Turan. Very sensual. After the into, in the body part of the story, two thumbs up! Ah!

Stop coughing my scent, Lemon! I like the part of the story that wasn't the introduction to it. What part was the middle, I guess? The butt. Yeah, so one of the things that Kumquat and Caroline have both found is there's a user that we haven't read named Kerrang and, or sorry, Kerunch. And the only

thing that Kerunch posts is fan fiction about giantess Kate Beckinsale. That is the only thing that is interesting to Kerunch. Yeah. Great.

Also feet. Oh, of course. So, other than that, what have we learned from any of this, F-Plus? Oh, my. That's a tough one. Oh, God, no. Please, Kate Beckinsale, no. Please, baby, I'm begging you, please.

And then he says, Scream! And Kate Beckinsale, for her part, says, Mmm, no matter how many times I hear you screaming so dreadfully, I just can't get enough of it, ever. Back in my mouth you go, my yummy and crunchy little man. Giggle, gaggle, laugh, laugh crunchy little man giggle gaggle laugh laugh laugh giggle laugh laugh pause

laugh laugh giggle gaggle sigh you know that's why that's why Kate Beckinsale is a success in Hollywood it's for eloquence well I did actually learn something what's that and it's that even with a fetish as cartoonish as this one, there's a fetish like this that's cartoonish,

but this is the first one in a while or ever where somebody's actually like, how do you do this in real life? Like, how do I recreate this with my partner? Most of the fetishes like this are just like, fuck it, I'm just going to jerk off to this for the rest of my life, so give me stuff to jerk off to. But this one's like, hey, how do i recreate this in the bedroom yeah yeah no that was that was interesting because like you know like when you when you deal with

like the ones with like the balloon fetishists and the four or not the balloon but the inflation fetishists and the board and stuff like that they're like yeah this doesn't exist so whatever and so like i liked i like both the like recreation of it as well as like the uh the the feeling of superiority yeah yeah yeah you probably put your penis in a lady you asshole well i think i also learned something else from that from that particular thing i learned which was that i think the other weird cartoony fetishes don't do that because the answer is like because we saw the answer here it's's like, hey, how do I recreate giant test stuff in my bedroom? And it's just like

a moment of silence and like, you don't. I learned something about myself with that, and it was specifically on that, because I'm a person who likes to solve problems. And when I heard that, it was like, how do I do this? And there was a bunch of responses, no. I was like, well, why don't you

just stick a flashlight between her knees and then fuck her like that that would be great and and i'm the thought came into my head and i'm just like should i say no i shouldn't say this out loud but then it just stayed there right right yeah like why don't you just stand on a tall thing well Well, Boots, I think you have a future as a weird-ass fetish consultant. Like, how do I make this happen in real life? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Like, Boots is now the Winston Wolf of making your fetish.

Oh, terrific. Yeah, absolutely. Call in the fetish fixer. I would like to point out... The wolf of fuck feet. I would like to point out, I'm getting a little weirded out now, because this is the second time in a row that I've searched for Harry Potter and no results.

The search engine here sucks. I searched for things on the page I was looking at and it came up with nothing. However, when you find no results, they specify that their example is blue Smurf. They're really into Smurfs. Wait, that would make sense. That would make sense, because the Smurfs had the Smurfs, which is small, and then they had Gargamel, which was huge. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

So they're really into Smurfs in general. Their example is like, blue Smurf will match less than blue or Smurf. You know? The lack of Harry Potter stuff is actually very surprising to me, because there is a giantess in that. Oh, good point.

Good point. There's also just giants, you know? Yeah. Yeah, so obviously a fetish about domination or whatever, but I still don't understand it, and everyone's particular fetish is completely disparate from each other, and they're fucking unyielding to anything else. Yeah, there are a lot of threads

with just straight-up pictures of porn. With pictures of dudes inside of buttholes inside of various orifices. And there are lots of people arguing about it.

No, I want the tiny man in the ear. And they're all kind of really angry about it. The website is always thefpl.us and if you have a giant woman that you want to talk to you, what should you do about that,

Boots? Oh, you should go to Ball Pit. And then do what? And post in the giant women forum. There was actually a thread recently on Ball Pit where people were writing about idiotic injuries that they've sustained. I was very happy to tell them a story about my idiotic injury and also very happy to read about other people's idiotic injuries.

And I'm sorry about the image I posted. So that's cool. And I'm guessing as long as Boots edits this pretty fast, you'll be able to go to F Plus Live still. That's F Plus Live, October 4th in Minneapolis. Come on down and buy some stickers. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

Bye. Bye. Bye. No reason to live They got little hands Little eyes They walk around Telling great big lies They got little noses Tiny little teeth

They're well flat for a shoe On their nasty little feet Well I Don't want no short people Don't want no short people Hey, uh, John, is LegalZoom a law firm? No!