Giantess Stories: Tasha II

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Tasha II: The New Marriage

It's only been two months since Oliver and Tasha's been divorced. Since then

she's remarried to a real asshole. Dexter Scott. The wedding day went well but

the evening was a nightmare. The couple had a two hour ride to their honeymoon

spot which was nothing special. Tasha was not in the best of moods when she

along with her new husband arrived to their hotel. Tasha's feet were also in

grave pain. It was a good thing she brought her favorite pair of Mary Jane's

with her. You guessed it. Oliver and his lawyer Michael. Dexter found them

disgusting. By now the Mary Jane's were probably the most repulsive looking old

shoes you would every want to look at. The night that Dexter met Tasha, she

happened to be wearing them which was quite unfortunate for the living insoles

she kept inside of them. The two love birds walked for miles and even danced at

an outdoor dance club where you can just wear any old things….including wearing

two men as insoles where no one could ever notice their existence in a raunchy

pair of Mary Jane's. The shoes were at one time a brownish like color. Now they

are black with the toe section overlapping the bottom sole of the shoe.

Sometimes, those that have shoe fetishes could ask how in the world could a

woman get her shoes like that if she could fit them properly. It's funny! Only

Oliver or Michael could answer that question in Tasha's case. Her feet “STUNK”.

Whenever she would take her shoes off, they often attracted flies and bugs like

terds would. Pretty bad huh! There was a time that Dexter sat on Tasha's front

porch and pondered about this dog that came walking by and then began to sniff

the shoes. The dog walked only a couple of more feet, rolled over then died!

Tasha got out of the limo of course with her smelly and sweaty feet in her Mary

Jane's of worship and love. She was wearing white pantyhose with her wedding

dress still on. Dexter found this rather embarrassing. When they both got to

their room, Dexter said something that pissed Tasha off. “Tasha, I want a

divorce!”, Dexter said. “Damn it! We just got married. I'll tell you what sexy

Dexy! If either one of us file within the first year of marriage then it would

be an annulment. So, I will give you six months to think about it.”, Tasha said.

As she ended her response, she snapped her fingers. Dexter began to transform.

With his unexpected movements, he began to scream. “Ahhhh!!!”, Dexter screamed.

“Why do you men always have to scream at the beginning stages?”, Tasha asked in

a sarcastic tone.

Five minutes had passed. Dexter's transformation was complete. He still had the

slightest clue what was going on. Now, he couldn't talk, he was breathing fine

but wasn't sure as to how he was even doing that because it felt as if he had no

nose. He could not feel his legs, feet, arms or hands. He could not even shut

his mouth. He knew his mouth was open but it was open farther than it has ever

opened. He was sure that if someone wanted to they could take there foot and

rather than kick him in the mouth, they could ram there foot all the way down

his throat. For sure that's how wide his mouth was opened indeed. With that it

felt like there was something coming out of his right ear and there was

something rather warm in his mouth. It was a liquid of some kind and tasted like

soap. It reminded him of the times that when he spoke negativity or cursed his

mother would put a bar of soap in his mouth for a while. Behind the soapy taste,

it also tasted like rubbing alcohol. He also noticed that he was lying on his

back. As he continued to look upward he notice that there was a chair with a

giant like woman sitting in it with her right leg crossed over her left leg.

Whomever it was, was reading the paper. Dexter realized that he shrunk and

obviously transformed but was not sure what he transformed to. Dexter could also

tell that who ever the woman was had a very filthy right foot. There was nothing

but caked dirt on the whole bottom of the foot. He noticed as he looked up

towards the ceiling that it was covered with mirrors and seem to cast a very

strange reflection. The woman he saw clearly and when he looked to see himself

he did not see himself at all. What he did see at the woman's feet was a machine

of sorts with a cord coming out of it's right side as you are looking at it.

Suddenly the giant woman held up an object and pointed it at Dexter. It sort of

looked like a remote control from Dexter's point of view. Unfortunately again he

was right on the money. It was a remote control and without warning, the giant

woman pressed one of the buttons. Once this happened the liquid in Dexter's

mouth started to boil. Dexter looked up and noticed that the giant woman had put

the paper down. He was shocked. It was Tasha all along wearing absolutely

nothing. “YES DEXTER…..THINK ABOUT IT AS MY FOOT BATH AND MESSAGE MACHINE!”,

Tasha said. Dexter knew he was in for it as he saw all ten of Tasha's toes

heading for him. Once her feet entered his mouth, Dexter's sanity went crazy.

Then he thought maybe sanity was the wrong thing to even think about. Tasha was

a riot. The pantyhose she had on were dropped on the floor. How ironic. The

right toe of the right pantyhose leg landed on Mikes nose (Tasha's right human

insole) and the left toe of the left pantyhose leg landed on Oliver's nose (Tasha's

left human insole).

Tasha went back to reading the paper. After an hour passed, she grabbed the

remote and put her machine on message mode. She then looked down at Dexter.

“HOW'S IT GOING SEXY DEXY? OH I FORGOT….YOU CANT SPEAK! MIGHT WANT TO GET USE TO

THIS DEXY! DON'T WORRY YOU ONLY HAVE ONE MORE MODE TO GO! I PRESS THE BUTTON AND

REGARDLESS YOU ACT ON IT. HOW DOES MY FEET TASTE…..TOY?”, Tasha asked laughing.

Tasha set the timer on her human foot machine for an hour in the message mode.

Tasha was starting to get sleepy from being so relaxed from a glorious foot

message. She had big plans for the evening. She thought about it right after

Dexter's fatal mistake. Tasha leaned over and picked up her Mary Jane's. She

placed them right next to Dexter. “OKAY YOU THREE LISTEN UP. IM IN THE MOOD TO

KILL TONIGHT. OUT OF THE THREE OF YOU, ONE OF YOU WILL BE FREED. YOU WILL BE A

PART OF A HIDE AND SEEK GAME. IF I CANT FIND YOU WITHIN TWENTY MINUTES, THEN YOU

MAY LEAVE….BUT NOT BACK TO NORMAL. IF I SHOULD FIND YOU THEN I GET TO SQUASH YOU

LIKE A GRAPE.”, Tasha said. The whole thing seemed somewhat unfair to the three

servants. It did not make any sense. It's not the fact of being free from this

woman's horrible looking and ever so terrible smelling feet, but rather being

free out in the open where anyone could step on them and not even know it. All

three men were in confusion. The confusion soon ended though by a suggestion

that seem to make Oliver and Dexter loose all hope. “YOU KNOW WHAT? I HAVE A

SUGGESTION. MICHAEL WILL BE THE ONE THAT PLAYS THE GAME FOR FREEDOM SINCE YOU

OTHER TWO HAVE TASTED MARRIAGE WITH ME AND HE HAS'NT!”, Tasha said. Michael was

rather excited but at the same time beg to differ with Tasha's words involving

taste. He has tasted her….at least the stench, sweat, dead skin and toe jam that

she delivered.

Tasha was now in a deep sleep. It was 9PM. Mike was mysteriously freed and at

the same time he heard an alarm clock go off. Tasha awoke and looked at the

clock, all smiles. She then yelled sounding very excited out to Mike. “OKAY

MIKE….GAME ON!”, Tasha yelled. Tasha at this time was walking around the hotel

room naked. Meanwhile, Michael was walking around on the hotel room floor. He

felt that he was headed for a perfect hiding spot….at least not to be found.

Tasha never put dirty clothes in a hamper. She would just pile them on the

floor. Mike happened to be hiding now right next to a pair of Tasha's shit

streaked leopard panties. Surprisingly to Michael, Tasha was not really looking

for him. Mike saw her standing next to the hotel room door and might I add,

still naked. Just standing there for almost and eternity, twenty minutes had

past. Mike ran out into the open. He won the game. He then began to sing this

self made song and even began dancing towards the front door where Tasha was

standing. “Im free….Im free…Im free, Im free, Im free!”, Michael was singing. As

Tasha watched the tiny man dancing towards her, she spoke once he danced by her

right foot. “OH MIKE YOUR SUCH AN IDIOT. I SAID IF I DID'NT FIND YOU THEN I WILL

SQUASH YOU LIKE A GRAPE. HEY, DO ME A FAVOR AND TELL MY FIRST HUSBAND I SAID HI!

CHOW MIKE!”, Tasha said. Once this was said, she raised her foot and sent it

crashing down onto poor Mike. Tasha flattened him into a reddish, bloody pulp.

He was now a stain in the wood of the floor. She just continued to grind him

into the floor like he was a lit cigarette or some sort of bug that needed to be

squashed. Tasha was done. She took her foot off of Mike and began laughing at

the site of his remains.

Tasha walked to the restroom and came out with a bowl of water. In her left hand

she had powdered soap. She poured the water into Dexter's mouth and then some of

the soap she had. Like before, the water began to boil. Dexter did not want his

wife's feet back in his mouth, especially with Mikes blood on the bottom of her

right foot. What was the use in even having hopes Dexter thought. The machine,

Dexter, was boiling water again. This time he was on message and clean mode.

Both Dexter and Oliver now had something else in common. Neither one of them

wanted to know what was next.

To be continued……as requested!!!

Giantess Stories: Tasha II

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