New Commissioned Story: The Natural Order

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I'm still working on the next (longer) part of the Training of Jeff Stintum chapter, which I should post here sometime tomorrow.  In the meantime, enjoy this little story I wrote for a commission :)  Tags include amazon, giantess, shrinking, size comparison, and gentle humiliation.  <3 

The Natural Order

By Joyce Julep

James sighed as he started wiping the bar down after the latest round of customers had just left the restaurant. Was this really what he had been reduced to? He collected all the residual glasses, depositing them in the glass rack under the bar, and stacked the dirty plates and silverware in the bus tub. He couldn’t keep his mind from wondering during times like this — if someone had asked him, when he was sixteen, where he wanted to be in ten years, he would have been able to spout out a rich variety of answers: in med school, law school, traveling the world working for a cool company…hell, even something fun like a sports columnist. But…a bartender? James shook his head as he continued wiping down his bar. It just didn’t seem right for someone who had as much promise as he had in high school to hit a career dead end like this. But there it was; ever since graduating college, with an unremarkable academic record, James had worked in the same bar for four years, and he had no plans to do anything else. He was, for all intents and purposes, stuck.

It was in this moment that James happened to look up, and he saw one of the tallest — if not the tallest — women he had ever seen walk into the bar. James couldn’t believe it, and he felt his breath catch in his throat. Not only was this woman tall, but she was curvy too! Her hips undulated sexily from side to side with each step she took, her prodigious breasts bounced alluringly from her chest, and her huge ass swayed behind her, visible even when James was looking at her from the front. She had long dark hair and was wearing a turquoise blue dress that clung to her body like it was hanging on for dear life. James actually marveled that this woman was able to fit her huge body into such a tiny-fitting dress.  

She was approaching the bar…James’s heart started to beat faster…was she going to actually sit down at the bar? Was he going to be able to talk to her?? Maybe she would order a few drinks and get tipsy and…and maybe he could…give her his number or something! As her huge body neared the bar, his thrilled mind fired off a huge array of possibilities. He had never, in his life, had any luck with women, and even proximity to such a hot female body was enough to send his mind into conniptions.  

And then he looked up into her face and gasped. He knew this girl! It was Gia Anderson, his crush from middle school!! She had been just about his height when he had last seen her, when they were both 13, but now…well, to say that she had outgrown him was a misnomer. She positively towered over him; James stood slightly below average at 5’6, and his mind was racing as he looked up into Gia’s face. How tall could she be now??

Almost as soon as he looked up into her face, she looked down into his, and a flash of recognition lit up her features.  

“James!” she exclaimed happily. James could feel a lump quickly developing in his throat. ‘God,’ he though helplessly, ‘her voice is so hot!’ It matched her appearance — whereas in middle school her voice had been soft and high-pitched, now it was deeper, richer, and full of energy and confidence.  

“G-Gia!” he answered, unconsciously leaning against the bar as she approached. “Oh my god! It’s…it’s been so long!”  

“I know, right!” she said enthusiastically. “Here, give me a hug!” Having reached the bar, she leaned across it, spreading her long, full arms wide. James awkwardly stepped up on one of the pipes under the bar so he could actually lean over the bar to reach her, but Gia had already stretched her big body across the bar’s surface and was descending. She caught James up in a mighty hug that squeezed the air out of him. She smelled amazing…like perfumed roses…and he found himself overwhelmed by the contrast between her utterly feminine smell, the huge curves of her upper body as they wrapped around him, and her obvious strength.

After a couple seconds she let him go and stood back, cocking her head to the side and putting her manicured hands on her massive hips as she looked down on him, smiling from ear to ear.

“I just…wow!” she laughed. “It’s so nice to see you, James! A few things have changed since we last met, huh?”  

“Uhh…y-yeah…yeah I’d say they have,” he said with an awkward smile.  

“Haha yeah, how long has it been? 13 years? When I saw you last you were actually a little taller than me.”

“Y-yeah…yeah I, uh…I remember,” stuttered James, uncomfortable that Gia had brought up their height difference immediately.  

“But not anymore, huh, James?” she said with a wink. “Wanna guess how much I’ve grown since then?”

“Uhh…are you…you’ve gotta be over 6 feet, right?” asked James. He had no idea how tall she actually was — he was bad at guessing height. 

Gia snorted in mock derisiveness. “Over six feet? I was past six feet by the time I was sixteen — oh no, James, I’m 6’6 now.”

James felt his mind cracking…6’6?? It was almost unreal. Such an insane height was almost unthinkable to him; the only people who were that tall were athletes he watched on TV. Volleyball players, basketball players! But…Gia Anderson!? It was all a little too much for him, and he stood there dumbly, unable to do anything but gape open-mouthed at the incredible woman she had become.  

Gia stood there with her hands on her hips for a few moments, clearly enjoying the effect her body was having on James. She knew that he had had a crush on her in middle school. He had never had the guts to ask her out, and she was never really that interested in him back then, but she had always thought he wasn’t bad-looking. And now, standing there in her powerful pose, watching him gawk at her curves and her towering height, it occurred to her that he looked cuter than ever.  

She laughed genially, breaking the silence between them. “Haha, well James, some things have changed…obviously…but one thing that hasn’t is that you’re still just as cute…even cuter than I remember, actually!” She stuck out her shapely ass and leaned down on the bar. Even leaning like this, she still stood a good number of inches taller than him, and the effect of her big head looming closer turned him on even more than before.  

“Y-you…you think I’m cute?” blurted out James, hating that he sounded like a middle schooler again.  

Gia chuckled and blinked slowly as she brushed a few strands of her dark hair out of her eyes. “Mmmm, yesss,” she breathed, looking down at him from her closer vantage point. “I always thought you were cute, you know, James, but seeing you like this…all short and small and adorable…yeah, I like it.” Her tongue issued forth from her mouth and she wet her lips as she stared into his eyes. James could feel himself immediately hardening in his jeans.  

“Uhh…w-well…well I — I always thought you were hot, you know,” he returned, trying his best to sound natural.  

“Mmmhmm,” she purred down at him, “I remember how you used to look at me, James. You had a crush on me back then, didn’t you?”

“Y-yeah,” he said, nodding. “And…and n-now…I just…wow, Gia. I can’t…I can’t, uh…you just…uh…you just g-grew up, didn’t you?”

Gia laughed again at James’s awkward attempts to make conversation. She reached out a big hand across the bar and petted him on the cheek. James felt his cock harden even more; her touch was electric, and the sharp black-painted on her long fingers were quickly bringing him under her spell.  

“I can see that my body still has an effect on you, huh James?” she teased. 

“Y-yeah,” he admitted, “it’s…it’s kind if hard to ignore, you know?” he said.  

“Oh I’ve been told a few times,” Gia laughed. She brought her hand away from his cheek, still staring deeply into his eyes. “I’m used to guys being intimidated by me, but I’ve gotta be honest, James, I’m not used to talking with guys who are quite as short as you are — it seems like you just stopped growing once we went our separate ways in high school. How tall are you now, James?”

“I’m…I’m only 5’6,” he said, bowing his head in humiliation as he felt his cheeks burn. Gia laughed as she arched herself backward, standing up to her full height as she put her hands back on her hips.  

“Haha, wowww! Only 5’6! Oh my god James — I’m a whole foot taller than you!”  

James looked straight ahead, not able to avert his eyes upward to meet her powerful and confident stare, and saw that when his eyes looked straight forward, they were staring directly into the middle of her enormous breasts. He tried to swallow, but his throat was so dry that he couldn’t. Gia stood there in the same pose, taking pleasure in watching him squirm, and then, after a few seconds, took pity on him.  

“Aww come on James,” she giggled down at him, leaning back onto the bar and ruffling his hair with her strong hand, “I’m just teasing you! We all come in different shapes and sizes! Although I have to admit, it is pretty crazy to see how we compare to each other after all these years.”

“Y-yeah,” said James, recovering his voice, “I don’t…uh, I don’t know why I stopped growing.”

“Well, that makes two of us, haha!” laughed Gia. “For my part, I don’t know why I grew so tall. I mean, I eat well and exercise and everything. Do you do that, James?”

“Uh, no, not really,” he said. “I kind of just work and, uh…you know, not much else. Lots of…uh, booze and bar food, you know?”

Gia giggled again, scrunching up her nose at him as her eyes sparkled. “Haha, well, not to make you feel bad or anything James, but it kinda shows! You’re looking a bit shrimpy these days.” She stretched her arms up over her head — once again James found himself gawking. Her arms were by no means masculine, but they definitely looked strong; under her womanly, fleshy fullness, James knew that there were string muscles. He had felt them when she had squeezed the air out of him during their hug.  

“But maybe that’s just because I got so big,” she continued kindly. “Sometimes I forget how small normal people are compared to me.” She smiled at him and suddenly held up her open hand. “I mean, look what I’m talking about, James — here, let’s compare hands!” He held his hand up to hers mechanically, dreading the result, and at the same time feeling uncontrollably aroused. His fears were realized: her hand and fingers dwarfed his. The top of his fingers only came halfway up hers!  

“Wow,” said Gia, her eyes widening at the comparison, “see, that’s what I mean. Compared to little guys like you, I’m just…well, huge.”

“Y-yeah…it…it seems so,” said James quietly, bowing his head again as he withdrew his hand. He didn’t know what else to say. His middle school crush had just shown up and was humiliating him with her colossal body — a body that was superior to his in every way.

“Golly James!” she chuckled, “you’re being so serious! I’m just playing with you, you know!”

James looked up into her eyes and saw that she was telling the truth — even though she was almost monstrously imposing, the sparkle in her eyes and the warmth emanating from her smile told him that she wasn’t trying to make him feel bad. He managed a smile.  

“Thereeee we go,” she said encouragingly, reaching out to pinch his cheek, “that’s it — that’s the look I remember. You were always such a jokester in middle school…you were all smiles…it’s nice to see you haven’t lost it James.”

He laughed appreciatively, and the two of them looked at each other silently for a few moments. There was clear sexual tension, although James was in no position to even dream of proposing any kind of consummation of the attraction. He had been too nervous to ask her when she was his size in middle school, and he was definitely too nervous to ask her now. It was almost unthinkable — it would have been like asking out a veritable goddess.  

“Well look, James,” piped up Gia suddenly, “I was just popping in here real quick before I meet my friend in the park across the street, but — ”

“Oh gosh!” said James, “I never even asked you what you wanted to drink!”

Gia laughed mischievously. “Haha, don’t worry, I think I had exactly the drink I wanted.” She winked at him and James felt his cock twitch in his pants. Did she…did she actually think he was attractive?? 

“But anyway,” she continued, “I gotta go, but why don’t you give me your number? I’d hate this to be the last time we meet up!”

“Oh! Oh, sure!” said James, unable to hide his excitement. He gave her his number, and she typed it into her phone, making playful eyes at him the whole time.  

“Well thanks James!” she said happily. “It was lovely to see you! Till next time, huh?”  

“N-next time!” he managed to say.

She giggled. “Cutie,” she intoned sexily down at him, and then swung her huge curves out away from the bar and was gone. James watched her unbelievable ass sway and jiggle back and forth through her tight dress as she walked out. If he hadn’t been so fixated on her body, he would have seen that the rest of the bar’s patrons were likewise following her with their eyes, and craning their necks to get a better view. No one cat-called her, though. She was far too imposing for any of the male customers to even dream of harassing.  

James blinked as the door closed. Had that actually happened?? Was she real?? For the rest of the night, he operated in a kind of cloud nine twilight zone, blissful that such an encounter had taken place. It was almost too good to believe. That night, after he got home from work, he wasted no time in shamelessly beating himself off to the memory of Gia’s curves, her massive swaying ass, her huge breasts, her dark playful eyes, and her rich voice. But, more than anything, he jerked himself off to the reality that Gia Anderson, a girl who he had once obsessed over, had outgrown him by an entire foot. He didn’t know why this was so hot, but the way they had interacted, with her awash in confidence, and him just barely keeping up, made him more aroused than he had ever felt in his life. He shot his load imagining that she was dominating him effortlessly with her big hands, manipulating his small skinny body any way she wished.  

The next day passed by in a haze for James. He had the day off, which he was only too glad to spend masturbating a few more times to the thought of Gia. He was kicking himself that he hadn’t gotten her number — he would have loved to have had the power to contact her, but when he considered this realistically, he brought himself back down to earth. Who was he kidding? Even if he had gotten her number, he knew that he wouldn’t actually have the guts to actually contact her. She was too imposing…too beautiful…too intimidating…too much for him.  

Almost as soon as these thoughts were crowding through his head, he felt it phone buzz. He looked down and his heart stopped. It was Gia.  

“Hey big man,” said the text, “got the night off?”

A few hours later James was driving to her house as the sun dipped below the horizon. He was beyond excited — Gia had actually asked him out on a date! Somewhere in his head, he felt a little humiliated that he was the “passive” party in this exchange. She had asked for his number, and she had been the one to contact him and ask him out. Wasn’t it usually the other way around? But he chuckled and shook his head. Of course Gia was going to be the dominant one in this exchange! Was it really going to be any other way?  

Pulling in to her driveway a few minutes later, James was stunned. Gia’s house was huge! Like…almost a mansion! Her front yard was clearly manicured by a professional landscaping crew, and as he walked up to her front porch (complete with fancy Corinthian support columns), James couldn’t help but feel that Gia’s house was just as imposing as she was in the flesh.  

“Hey there cutie,” she said as she answered the door a few moments later. She had on a blood-red dress that was just as short and tight as the one she had been wearing the day before. Once again, James gaped at her huge curves as she bent down and engulfed his entire body in a hug, once again squeezing all the air out of his lungs. He looked down and saw that she was barefoot. She released him and stood up to her full height, looking down at him like the cat that had just caught the canary. He was wearing dress shoes that gave him an extra couple inches in height, but he was still looking straight ahead into her breasts — the top of his head only came up to her shoulders, and didn’t even reach her chin.  

“Well, come on in!” she said brightly, inviting him into the warm light of her house. James walked in and saw that the interior of Gia’s house was just as fancy as the exterior. The floors were marble, and all around there were fine paintings, statues, and intricate carvings. A luxurious chandelier hung from the foyer ceiling.

“I’m almost ready,” said Gia, “would you like a glass of wine?”  

“Uhh, sure,” said James, distracted by the opulence of her house. “You’ve…you’ve done p-pretty well for yourself, Gia.” He couldn’t help but compare her huge fancy house to his tiny, dirty, crappy little apartment that he just barely managed to pay the rent for — just like the comparison between their bodies, it was like night and day.  

“Oh yeah, I guess,” she said airily, casually waving her hand as she disappeared into the kitchen to fetch his wine, “hard work and dedication, you know?”

James was just about to ask what she did for a living when she returned with a glass of red wine. She made a show of bending down to his eye level as she offered it to him. He looked straight ahead into the dark yawning canyon of her hefty cleavage, and then sideways at her full fleshy arms. Feeling the energy of her dark eyes, he managed to raise his own to meet hers, but quickly had to look away. Looking straight into Gia’s eyes, especially when she was bending down imposingly like this, was like staring into the sun. He heard her chuckle and purr appreciatively.  

“Mmm,,” she breathed down on him, “it turns me on when I see how I can make you all hot and bothered just by standing over you like this.” She stood up tall and winked at him, then turned and walked out of the room. “Go ahead, James — have a seat! Make yourself at home!” she called from the other room. “I’m just gonna finish getting ready.”

James had a few sips of the wine, which tasted rich and expensive, definitely better than the swill he usually drank. He admired the lavish interior of her house for the next minute or so, until Gia walked back in. He almost dropped his wine glass. She was wearing huge black platform heels. Her head rose up, up, up, even higher than he could have believed possible. The ceilings in her house were by no means low, nor were the arches in the doorways. And yet, as Gia stood in the doorway, posing sexily, it seemed to James that her huge body filled up the entire doorframe. There was no way anyone other than a small child could walk past her as she stood like that in the doorway. She was utterly immense. James was speechless.  

“Like what you see, little guy?” she intoned lasciviously. “Why don’t you take another sip of that wine and come over here.” James did as he was told, putting his wine down on a side table next to the sofa he had been sitting on. He walked as steadily as he could up to Gia, until he was standing right in front of her. She took one big step toward him, causing him to almost fall over…that’s how huge she was as she stood directly in front of him, hands on her hips again, looking down at him imperially. His eyes didn’t even reach the underside of her breasts anymore. He was staring straight ahead into the top of her taut stomach. Through her tight red dress, he could see her abdominal muscles defined through her womanly flesh. He looked up at her, trying to form words. She arched her eyebrow down at him as she continued to grin.  

“H-h-how…how tall are you n-now?” was all he could ask.

“7’2,” she uttered richly. That did it — there was no holding back now. Totally against his will, having no control over his own body, James came right then and there in his pants. Gia started laughing out loud…clearly she knew what had just happened, and appreciated it.  

“Too much for you, huh, little guy?” he laughed. Almost immediately, James began to feel very funny. It was like his entire body was tingling…vibrating…and he suddenly realized what was happening. He was shrinking!! Shrinking down, down, down…rapidly. He was eye-level with her waist, now her thighs, now her knees…and on and on…until, no more than 30 seconds later, he had shrunk down to one inch tall. Gia’s huge black platforms loomed in front of his eyes like 8-story buildings, and the golden bracelet that went around her ankle looked as huge as a spaceship.

“Wh-what’s happening!?” James managed to squeak.

Gia laughed as she got down on her hands and knees and peered down at him, licking her lips. “It was all in the wine, little guy! I dissolved a shrinking pill in it that would activate when you came! Haha oh my god, James, I was expecting you to shrink later on tonight, but it seems that you just couldn’t handle me, huh? Haha, you came just from me standing over you!”  

“I—I don’t wanna be this small!” he wailed. “Grow me back, Gia!”

But she shook her head, smiling as she stood back up, rising like a skyscraper above his miniature body. “Come on, James,” she said warmly down at him, her voice vibrating through his flesh, “we both know that isn’t true. You were turned on by my big body yesterday, and you’re even more turned on by me now that I’m a giantess to you. Admit it, James — this is your rightful place. At my feet. I outgrew you years ago. This is the natural order of things.”

James looked up at her face, so high above him that it was like standing in front of a mountain. He looked up and down her statuesque legs, each the size of a giant sequoia tree from his perspective. Her curves were in another realm now. She was like a goddess. He simply nodded his head. There was no getting around it — Gia was right. He knew that their mind-boggling size difference now reflected the true reality of the situation: he was like nothing to her, but she was everything to him.  

“Mmmm,” she purred down at him, nodding her head slowly as a catlike grin crept across her face, “I’m glad you see things as they are, James.” She reached down, plucked him up off the floor, and brought him up to her face. “Because now that we got all that out of the way, we can really start to have fun!” She blinked lovingly at him as he felt the awe-inspiring presence of her huge face in front of him. “But first,” she said, “you have to call me “Goddess Gia.” Can you do that, little James?”

“Of…of course, G-goddess Gia,” he managed to say, feeling the true energy of worship flood through him.  

Her eyes fluttered in pleasure as she heard the words of adoration from her tiny date. “Ohhh yesss,” she breathed, her huge body shivering as she closed her eyes in pleasure. “That’s what I like to hear.” She kept her eyes closed for a few seconds, clearly relishing the moment. Then, she opened her eyes and looked at James excitedly. “Time to go out!” she said, “and I have just the place for you!”

She brought him up to her lips and gave him a big full-body kiss. His eyes rolled back in his head as he felt her soft lips embrace his whole body. Then she lowered him down, and her massive leg rapidly approached in his vision. It really was incredible, to be moved about effortlessly by this gorgeous giantess. He realized that she had held up her leg, and was bringing him towards the golden ankle bracelet that he had looked like a spaceship to him minutes before. She brought him up to a ruby-red gem that adorned the anklet, and he suddenly realized that the gem was hollowed-out…perfect for storing a tiny man.  

“In you go, little one,” she said as she opened up the gem and placed him inside. “Don’t worry — there are breathing holes. I would never let my little man suffocate in there — it’s just for safe traveling. We don’t want you accidentally getting crushed, now, do we?”

James shook his head, and a moment later Gia closed the gem, sealing him safely inside. She bustled around her house for a minute or so more, fetching her purse and such, and then was out the door. James didn’t know where they were going, and he really didn’t care. He was just so thrilled, so overwhelmed, so honored, to be going out with this…this goddess. He was only too happy to call her “Goddess Gia.” No other title seemed appropriate. 

They arrived a few minutes alter at a popular nightclub. James cowered a little inside the gem as they walked inside as he felt the booming bass music penetrate his shrunken body. But pretty soon he got used to it…and besides, Gia would keep him safe. He knew that.  

“Wassup girls!?” he heard Gia exclaim, and, peering through the red gem, James looked up to see her embracing three huge, tall women, as tall as she was.  

“Good to see ya, girlfriend!” said one of the huge women. She inclined her head down towards James. “You got him?!”  

Gia opened up the gem and brought James out, holding him out in front of her three enormous friends, who were just as gigantic as she was.  

“James,” she said over the sound of the music, “these are my friends! Meet Katie, Jillian, and Natalie — girls, this is James, my date.”

“Hey Jamesssss!” the three ladies crooned. James could barely breathe. It was already enough to be overwhelmed by Gia. But three more giantesses?! It was more than he could take.  

“Aww look at him,” said Katie, “he can’t even speak!” The other ladies laughed.  

“Well, I can’t blame him,” said Jillian, reaching her hand into her cleavage. “Stephen feels the same way, don’t you Stephen?” James looked down and saw a tiny man, as small as he was, emerging from the wide gulf in between her big breasts. He looked positively minuscule, and, like James, utterly overwhelmed.  

“I know Ben’s intimidated,” laughed Natalie, bringing her hand up to a hairpiece she was wearing. She opened it up and held out her hand…another tiny man walked crawled onto her outstretched palm. James couldn’t believe it — did all these giantesses have tiny male boyfriends??

“Well, that makes three…or four of us, then!” laughed Katie. She reached into her purse and popped open a pill bottle that had holes in it, revealing a third shrunken man, maybe even smaller than James.  

“Say hi Liam!” she giggled. James couldn’t tell if Liam had spoken or not — the music drowned out any sound he or any other of the men were trying to make.  

“Ok, we all introduced?” asked Gia dynamically, “let’s put our little boyfriends safely away and get to it, girls!” She locked James back up safely in her anklet gem after giving him another big kiss. James was glad that he was safely put away — he felt much safer this way. Plus he did not have to worry about being shamelessly hard…there was no way he could avoid it. Just being in the presence of these four amazon goddesses was enough to dominate every aspect of his existence.  

The rest of the night passed by in a booming blur. The girls all drank and danced the night away, with their tiny boyfriends nestled safely in the objects fixed to their bodies. Even though James was not dancing himself, he quickly became exhausted as his body was tossed to and fro by Gia’s energetic gyrations to the beat of the music. Gia slipped him a few drops of alcohol, which were more than enough to get him pleasantly drunk. By the time the night was over, the girls had worn themselves…and their tiny boyfriends…completely out.  

Gia grinned to herself as she opened up her gem when she got home. James was completely tuckered out, and was curled up asleep in the gem. She sighed delightfully to herself. This was the beginning, the first of many perfect nights.