Those who are into the giantess phone sex fetish are truly creative, albeit I don’t receive many calls about it. There’s one pure pet that begs to be reduced to the size of an insect. He would undoubtedly ride around in my bra and peek out from the top. There, he would be toasty and cozy. The elastic, satiny material is drawing him in close against me. My warm, soft breasts around him. He enjoys fantasizing about tucking into such massive tits. In fact, he enjoys thinking that I’m lactating as well. I could give him a “milk shower” by taking my breast in my hands, squeezing it. There and there, he would jizz in his jeans.
He likes the notion of my putting together a dollhouse for him to live in. He would gladly live on a table in my bedroom, close to me. I could take him out every morning and let him shower in the sink. Then tuck him into my bra for the majority of the day. The giantess phone sex fetish may be a bit strange. These men desire a strong, powerful lady who will make all of the decisions in their lives. They’ll merely be carried around like a fashion accessory. One guy used to declare that he’d love to watch TV with me perched on his shoulder. He’d be able to speak directly into my ear, so I’d hear him.
He enjoyed the thought of me inserting him into my pussy like a dildo. He’d live in my cunt. Dark, warm, and moist. It doesn’t sound very appealing to me, but he stated it would be his dream. A few giantesses have stated that they do not wish to be downsized but rather become exceedingly enormous. I’d grow to be over fifty feet tall and could effortlessly step over houses and trees. They’d be the exact size they’d always been, but to an Amazon like me, they’d be extremely small. Some people’s imaginations are so wild that they come up with very creative scenarios!
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