Valerie's First Show ( by MrD )

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Valerie's First Show ( by MrD )

Post by frollo » Fri Dec 02, 2022 11:48 pm

A posting with the permission of MrD of his incredible story, he wrote about a collage I made a while back
https://shrunken-women-board.com/phpBB3 ... 1&start=75 )
You can find more of his stories on www.giantessworld.net


Author's Chapter Notes:
Sometimes you get more than you bargained for...

That said, let's join a married couple, at the tail end of a week of luxury and hedonism made possible by shrinking down to a few inches tall and living large (sorry, couldn't resist).

Valerie tried to slow her racing heart to no avail. She could hear the audience through the curtain and it sounded like the very small, questionably legal, extremely expensive venue held dozens of other people shrunken like her and her husband, if not a hundred.

She had never before been on stage in front of what she could only guess were hundreds of people, and much less wearing only a pair of heels and corset that had been fitted to her only minutes earlier. Her husband wore even less, a domino mask, and some rope binding him to the chair he sat in.

Although he had been a bit reluctant to participate in the underground, both legally and literally, burlesque show, the expense they had already spent to shrink down to only a few inches tall and enjoy everything that the world of illicit size-tourism could provide, along with Megan from her book club, and Megan’s husband, spurred him to try ‘anything’. Valerie had taken that as carte blanche to make the absolute best use of their time at such a diminished size.

Many phone calls, e-mails, and even a couple of bank transactions later, Valerie had secured both the venue’s time, and the services of a specific performer for the entirety of the evening. Weeks later, and after the four of them had spent a week eating the finest food, drinking the finest wine, Megan and her husband had filtered into the audience while Valerie had brought her husband backstage to get ready on the final night of their shrink-tour.

“Babe, you okay?” He asked.

Valerie could feel his nervousness too, while she was scantily dressed, he was almost entirely nude, with only a curtain between them and the audience. His nervousness, however, was clearly not enough to tamp down his eagerness, as his erection had been standing at attention since the venue staff had helped Valerie tie him to the chair.

“Yeah…” Valerie responded. “I’m fine, just a bit nervous.”

The curtain behind them, opposite the one separating them from the audience, wafted, seemingly from a breeze that couldn’t really blow under the hotel where the venue for shrunken burlesque shows had been carved out.

“But I want you to know something before we get started…” Valerie said, walking over to her husband. “I’ve been looking at your search history.”

Even from behind the domino mask, he had a look of dumbfounded alarm on his face, and he squirmed in the bonds holding his wrists behind him and his ankles to the chair.

“Um, what?” He asked.

“Yeah, I’ve seen the sites you go to…” Valerie said, standing between her husband and the stage curtain.

She leaned into her husband, as light flooded the stage, and cheers erupted from the audience gathered. Valerie’s cheeks, toned and shaped by years of exercise and obsessive diet, were the opening scene for the couple’s performance.

Valerie kissed her husband and was happy to see that neither the revelation of his online habits, nor the couple’s revelation to the audiece, had diminished his arousal. She rewarded his enthusiasm by gently caressing his shaft with her fingers.

“I’m not mad. In fact, I think it’s kind of hot.” Valerie said, after pulling her lips away from his.

She set her hands on his shoulders and stuck her ass out for the audience to see, keeping her husband’s eyes locked on her own. She didn’t know if she could bear looking at the audience just yet, but despite the burning in her cheeks, swayed her hips for a renewed round of cheers and cat calls from the crowd behind her.

“I especially liked the ‘Attack of the 50ft Stripper’ one…” Valerie said, as she gyrated her hips for the audience.

She had seen burlesque shows, and knew, in general terms, what was expected of them. She tried her best to mimic the actions of the performers she could remember, but had neither the training nor the practice to make it particularly graceful. Still, the audience didn’t seem to tire of her ass-shaking.

“And the ‘Honey We Shrunk the Cucks’...” Valerie continued as she continued to entertain both her husband at the audience.

In an act that required surprisingly more bravery than she had anticipated it would require, Valerie turned around and faced the audience, standing next to her husband.

The gathered crowd was far larger than she had expected. At least a dozen rows of seats, spread thirty or forty wide. Valerie couldn’t even count the number of eyes on her, and her naked husband tied to a chair, standing on stage in front of a red curtain backdrop.

Valerie strutted with deliberate pace, each step throwing her legs in front of her and showcasing as much of her thighs as she could with every strutting step, she moved from beside her husband, around the front of him, and then behind him.

“But my absolute favorite, by far…” Valerie said, leaning in behind him. “Was Queen Kong.”

Having made a full circuit around her husband, the red curtain behind her husband began to slowly lift. The red velveteen fabric slowly hoisting itself upward, revealing an unlit darkness behind it. She moved back around to the side of the chair, happy to see the erection was still very much intact. She leaned into his ear while she gripped his cock for the audience.

“Honey, remember your twisted, naughty fantasy on Skull Island?” Valerie asked into his ear. “I have a surprise for you. I hope the audience will like the show…”

The curtain reached its apex, revealing the second of Valerie’s expensive expenditures for the weekend; an unshrunken woman, towering over both her and her husband, despite still on her knees on the stage behind them.

The audience gasped, seemingly in practiced unison, the size and sight of Valerie's surprise for her husband stunned the crowd into silence. The darkened silhouette of the woman towering over Valerie and her husband, and over the entire audience was enough to give pause to even the raunchy crowd assembled to watch Valerie's exhibition.

The lights of the stage illuminated the unshrunken woman’s massive form, her olive skin, even the ring glinting off her hand as she smiled down at Valerie and her husband beneath her. The crowd, having settled into a manageable din, erupted into an uproarious cheer at the clear revelation of a stunning giantess participating in the show.

Valerie’s heart leapt into her throat. During the entire time they’d been shrunk, the interaction with unshrunken people had been extremely limited and relatively remote. Standing on the same stage, only inches from a woman who could only be described as Venusian, looming over her without even standing, was an altogether.

In addition to dwarfing everyone else in the club, the giantess cast an intimidating and lust-stoking figure. The woman had been endowed with a chest that would’ve inspired awe at any size, and hips that matched her Venusian allure. She wore nothing, save for the ring on her finger and a golden hue of lipstick that cast a warm reflection off the stage lights.

As fast as Valerie’s heart had pounded waiting for the first curtain, it pounded in her ears as she craned her neck up at the woman she had never met in person, but had paid to participate in the show. Known to Valerie only by a fake stage name, the shadow the woman cast was enough to freeze Valerie in place, Valerie’s brain desperate to shut down the fight or flight response that suddenly threatened to send her fleeing in abject terror like an extra on a Godzilla set.

A smile creeped across her face as she realized her husband couldn’t see the relative giantess behind him. Valerie stepped back as the giantess reached out in front of her, with both hands, toward her husband. The giantess’s fingers began to come into husband’s view.

Her husband almost jumped out of the chair, and might have, were it not for the bonds around his ankles as the giantess’s fingers wrapped around him with a taunting sloth. Equally slowly he was lifted, chair and all, into the air. Valerie marveled at the sight. Her six-two husband was little more than a doll in the hands of the other woman, and it was almost no surprise when the chair, a relatively cheap and flimsy thing, shattered in her grip.

For a moment, Valerie was worried her husband might have been harmed, but held in the hands of the giantess, his rapidly rising face held no pain, just awe and wonder at the sight of the giantess lifting him up.

As the giantess lifted her husband off the ground, Valerie had to dodge bits of the chair that fell away, as well as the rope binding his ankles, leaving his legs free, although his arms were still bound behind him together at the wrists. With his arms still tied, he was completely at the mercy and control of the giantess, as he rose up.

“I wasn’t sure about this…” The giantess mused as she considered Valerie’s husband in her hands, turning him and examining him. She brought the much smaller man up to her face and closed her eyes as she smelled him, pressing him into her face. “But I have to admit, I’m coming around to the idea.”


Although the crowd still cheered, and jeered, and hooted behind her, Valerie was focused on the display before her. The giantess didn’t stop with smelling her husband, instead Valerie watched as the giantess’s lips pursed and began to place kisses over her husband’s body, leaving metallic gold lip-prints over his skin as she explored his body with her lips. Even over the crowd’s din, Valerie could hear the giantess’s kisses, and her husband’s soft moans every time those golden lips pressed into him.

The sound of her husband’s pleasure caused a tinge in Valerie she hadn’t expected. Jealousy welled up in her chest, even as the erotic sight caused warmth to bloom in her crotch. Valerie was suddenly aware of how little she wore, aware of the audience watching, and painfully observant of her husband’s erect cock being smothered in someone else’s lips over and over again.

“He…hey! Cool it a bit, will you?” Valerie tried to whisper-shout up to the giantess. “You’re just supposed to tease him!”

“Hmmm?” The giantess paused with Valerie’s husband pressed into her lips.

Her lips curled into a smile as she met Valerie’s gaze, and kept eye contact as her tongue slipped out from between her lips. The tongue, coated with saliva, began to coat Valerie’s husband with a broad, heavy stroke, almost engulfing his entire body against the wet organ. When the giantess pulled Valerie’s husband away from her mouth, he came with a coat of saliva and strings of spit clinging to him, panting and out of breath.

“Did you have something to say, little lady?” The giantess asked of Valerie. “You’re not feeling left out are you?”

“Wh…what? No! I…I just…” Valerie stammered, feeling the burn in her cheeks and in her crotch. “You’re just supposed to mess with him, not give him a blowjob!”

“A blowjob, huh?” The giantess said with a smile. “That’s a great idea.”

The giantess moved Valerie’s husband away from her face, and addressed the audience directly, Valerie’s husband hanging limply from one hand as she did.

“The little lady of the stage had a great idea!” The giantess announced. “How many of you would like to see me give the little man here a blowjob?”

The audience erupted as they never had before. Valerie was suddenly aware of a flutter of something in the air, as she realized the stage was becoming littered with the tiny bills that had been made as currency for the shrunken community. She turned just in time to be hit in the face with a soft, lacey fabric, that she quickly pulled away to realize it was the underwear of one of the members of the audience, a red lace thong. People from the audience were throwing bills, and now articles of clothing onto the stage in encouragement.

“No! This isn’t what I wanted!” Valerie said, turning back to the giantess.

She had hoped to stop the debauchery, but turning back to her husband and the giantess, was confronted with a sight she’d never even considered, the smooth sole of the giantess looming above her, and casting her into shadow from the stage lights.

“You heard them, little lady…” The giantess quipped. “Wait there a moment.”

As unprepared as she was for the sight of the giantess’s sole, she had no kenning as the massive foot lowered onto her, and pinned her to the stage. From under the giantess’s toes, Valerie panicked, and futilely tried to wrest the massive foot from off of her, but had no effect, except to tickle the giantess. All of Valerie’s efforts culminated in a giggle from on high, a smile, and a pressure from the giantess’s toes that knocked the air from Valerie’s lungs. Still able to see from where she was pinned under the giantess’s foot, however, Valerie had an obstructed, but clear enough view of her husband being brought back to the giantess’s lips.

Valerie couldn’t even protest as the giantess’s lips engulfed her husband’s crotch again. This time, even above the crowd, which had dimmed to a mutter, Valerie could hear her husband groan with pleasure as the lips easily large enough to swallow him whole began to apply a skilled fellatio to his groin, the giantess’s tongue occasionally slipping out and between his legs.

Even with the giantess’s toes narrowing her view, Valerie could see her husband’s feet squirm, dangling in the air where the giantess held him in the pleasurable prison of her fingers. Worse still, Valerie was in a position to see the giantess’s saliva, catching the stage light and glinting like liquid diamonds, flowing down her husband’s legs as he groaned through the sloppiest and most intense blow job of his life.

She wanted to feel enraged, and nothing else, but Valerie couldn’t help but feel her crotch wet under the giantess’s soul. The sight of her husband writhing in pleasure in the giantess’s hand, the giantess’s lips and tongue expertly prolonging her husband’s ecstasy, and although Valerie hated to admit it to herself, the warmth, pressure, and scent of the giantess’s sole and toes pressing her into the stage, all combined to make Valerie wish her own hands could reach down to her crotch and address her own dripping sex. Valerie’s cheeks burned as she realized how much the smell of the giantess’s foot was turning her on.

The shame of her arousal only grew as she watched her husband buck in the giantess’s hand, against the massive golden lips, his groan turning into a moan of release that was quickly drowned out by the giantess’s obscene suction that even masked the sound of the crowd for a moment. It felt like an eternity watching her husband’s body spasm into those lips, only to fall forward, limply against them.

The giantess kept Valerie’s husband pressed against her lips as the giant tongue slid out and wiped her own lips and the tiny man’s body clean of any residue of his orgasm. The giantess pulled him away to lick her lips in the other direction before providing the audience with an obviously exaggerated, but potent, gulp to signify the man’s release. At the comically loud gulp, the crowd burst into a furor of jubilation unlike ever before.

Valerie’s neck craned up, looking over the stage to see the crowd in a delighted frenzy, more bills raining down over the three of them, as the venue’s staff tried to collect them in a hurry. Still more underwear also joined them on the stage, the area becoming littered with bras and panties and boxers.

Just when she thought she might cry, the pressure of the giantess’s foot lifted from her. Able to breathe normally again, Valerie didn’t move from where she lay as she tried to fight the humiliation she felt, and the shame and wishing she could still be surrounded by the giantess’s warmth and scent.

Valerie’s shameful longing for the giantess’s presence didn’t last, as the giantess’s fingers wrapped around her body and lifted her up. For a moment, Valerie had to contend with the rollercoaster sensation that gripped her senses, but was quickly brought to level with her husband, panting and exhausted in the giantess’s other hand.

Hanging there, his crotch, and most of the rest of him, still glistening from the giantess’s mouth, Valerie saw not a defeated, humiliated man, but one with a smile on his face. Even from behind the domino-mask she recognized the look of pure bliss across her husband’s face. The revelation that he not only gave into the giantess’s attentions, but enjoyed it too, made the shame so much worse.

“Don’t think I forgot about the little lady, everyone.” The giantess said, more to the audience who responded with a cheer, despite looking down at Valerie. “But I need to find somewhere to put her lovely little husband before I treat her to the same.”

The crowd obligingly began shouting suggestions, each of their lust-addled minds throwing out the ideas and fantasies that they wanted to see played out in front of them. Some encouraged the giantess to keep Valerie’s husband underfoot, as she had done with Valerie moments earlier. Some suggested the giantess press the married couple together in a kind of forced coitus and service them both at the same time. One particularly obnoxious voice called out for the giantess to shove the husband up her rectum.

But the prevailing suggestion by far, the loudest and most numerous of voices joined together in a kind of anthemic chant. A single syllable repeated, and growing louder as the mob mentality brought more and more people into the same mindset.

“Cunt! Cunt! Cunt!” The crowd chanted, over and over again, louder and louder. “Cunt! Cunt! Cunt!”

Valerie shook her head furiously in a desperate attempt to stop the inevitable. But the widening smile on the giantess’s golden lips made it clear that the giantess had likely decided long before the crowd what was about to happen to both Valerie and her husband.

“Alright!” The giantess shouted, silencing the crowd. “I like the way you all think.”

That was enough to send the crowd back into a frenzy of hooting and hollering. Valerie began to finally protest openly, begging the giantess to stop, trying to call out to someone else at the venue, but the crowd drowned her out.

Valerie watched as the giantess brought her husband down between the two tree trunks that were the giantess’s thighs. For the first time since the show began, Valerie saw the giantess’s pussy, her bush glistening in anticipation as Valerie’s husband was brought closer and closer.

There was nothing to stop the giantess as Valerie watched her husband’s head, suddenly aware of his surroundings again and looked straight into the giantess’s pussy as he was plunged headfirst into her sex. The sound was unreal. Valerie had never considered what a human head being shoved between a giantess’s eager, swollen, dripping labia could sound like, but the squelch that resulted almost stopped Valerie’s heart.

The giantess moaned. The giantess’s eyes closed and her head tilted back as she slid Valerie’s husband inside herself, and the moan roared out throughout the venue, silencing the crowd as they seized their ears and marveled at the pleasure of the only giantess in their presence. Her moan turned into deep breaths as she worked Valerie’s husband deep inside herself, the man’s shoulder’s disappearing into the folds of her pussy.

“Come here, and let’s put that little wife-pussy to better use.” The giantess said through heavy breaths.

Valerie had nothing to say as she was turned upside down in a nauseating tumble. The giantess was none-to-gentle with Valerie as Valerie was treated to an impromptu exploration of the giantess’s body, dragged up the giantess’s stomach, and with special attention paid to the giantess’s nipples as she was lifted over them. Valerie’s body was used in short order to bring each of the giantess’s nipples to stiffness with vigorous rubbing.

Valerie spent more time than expected, being used by the giantess to tease herself, but in a blur of motion, Valerie’s lower half, save for her ankles and feet sticking out from either end of the giantess’s mouth, were shoved between the giantess’s lips unceremoniously.

Valerie groaned as the giantess’s tongue immediately began to work its way between her legs, the massive organ sliding up and down Valerie’s pussy with the kind of aggression that left Valerie gasping for air, even as the giantess’s teeth and lips pinned her in place so the tongue could assault her crotch without reservation.

From the giantess’s mouth, Valerie bounced on the giantess’s lower lip, trying desperately to stabilize herself with her arms while a tongue at least as large as herself continued to slide around her pussy. From the vantage high above the stage, Valerie saw her husband, now fully reduced to a living sex toy, being plunged in and pulled out of the giantess’s pussy with reckless abandon. His body was soaked through with the giantess’s lust and it seemed the giantess was enjoying the sensation of his whole form slipping in and out of her at a blinding pace.

It was also from the giantess’s mouth that Valerie caught a glimpse of the audience, hundreds of eyes looking back at her husband being used in one hand, at the giantess squeezing her breast with her other hand, and at Valerie, being pleasured against her will hanging from the giantess’s mouth. Valerie wanted to hide her face, but to do so would lose the support her arms provided against the giantess’s chin and was forced to meet the gaze of hundreds of lustful eyes.

Among those eyes Valerie saw her friend, Megan looking back at her, directly at her. Megan’s gaze was inescapable, even as Megan herself was enjoying the attentions of her own husband, who’s hand was at Megan’s crotch, and his lips were at Megan’s neck. Nothing but a smile of ecstasy showed on Megan’s face as she enjoyed her husband’s attentions, and Valerie’s humiliation.

The giantess moaned, sending vibrations through Valerie’s body that only served to heighten her pleasure. Valerie’s arms finally gave out and she fell forward, her body falling against the giantess’s chin and giving her only a view of her husband, now gripped with both hands by the giantess, being used even more aggressively.

Valerie’s tears fell down on the scene below her, but her whole body tensed as the giantess’s tongue coaxed out a body-wracking orgasm from Valerie, like none Valerie had ever experienced. At the same time down below, Valerie’s husband disappeared to his ankles inside the giantess, as the giantess’s legs kicked out. Valerie screamed as the giantess lost a bit of control, and the teeth keeping Valerie in place dug deeper than comfort could allow, despite not breaking the skin. But it was the giantess’s scream that silenced the venue. The scream the giantess emitted from behind Valerie was deafening, and the final evidence of the giantess’s orgasm washed a few of the unclaimed bills off of the stage and into the front row.

A bizarre calm fell over the burlesque. Valerie hung limply from the giantess’s mouth, she could see her husband’s feet, twitching from just under the giantess’s bush, and the giantess herself reclined on one arm, panting heavily.

Valerie did nothing to arrest her fall as the giantess relaxed her jaw and let Valerie slip from between her teeth and lips. Expecting to crash into the stage floor with potentially devastating effect, Valerie was too exhausted to scream as she fell, and too exhausted to show her relief as the giantess’s palm caught her.

The giantess grunted as she pulled Valerie’s husband from the massive pussy which seemed to still hold onto him, like her pussy wanted to continue, despite the giantess looking satisfied, but the tiny man’s form slid from the giantess’s pussy with a wet pop.

The world tumbled again as the giantess deftly set Valerie down, with her husband right beside her in the thinning puddle of the giantess’s discharge.. Both Valerie and her clearly unconscious husband were placed on their knees, with the giantess’s fingertips placed on the back of their heads, bowing them to the floor in a kind of deep, almost subservient bow to the audience.

The shadow of the giantess fell over Valerie, and Valerie realized the giantess had mimicked the pose, climbing to her knees on the stage behind Valerie and bowing overhead.

The sight of the three ‘performers’ sent the crowd into an unprecedented frenzy of cheers. Valerie doubted any had ever seen anything like what just transpired on stage, she certainly hadn’t, and the shower of bills on the stage seemed to confirm it. For her part, Valerie was just glad it was over.

“Hey, little wife…” The giantess whispered down at Valerie. “I hope you and your little man didn’t have any plans for the upcoming week…”

Valerie’s blood ran cold, more from the dread than the rapidly cooling pool of sex she knelt in.

“Because I’ve got a few shows booked this week…” The giantess said. “and I’ve decided you two are going to help me out with them.”

Valerie couldn’t see the giantess from where her face was held to the floor, but she knew those golden lips were smiling down on her even as the curtain fell in front of them.


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