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Sep 152018
 

Hey there! If you darling gentlemen are interested (and of course you are!), I want to tell you about this wild dream I had last night. Ok, well, it all started with a before bed viewing of Alice in Wonderland movie. If you’re wondering, the movie is only ok, but there was Johnny Depp, so I had to see it. But I digress. I just wanted to give a little context for your Bratty Coed Femdom Mistress’s unusual dream.

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I dreamed that I was all alone on an island somewhere. There were no other people in sight, but there were a few abandoned-looking buildings scattered here and there. I walked into one of them and found a bottle of purple liquid with a “Drink me!” note on it. Well, dream logic being what it is, I popped the top and took a swig.

Almost immediately, I began to grow! I got taller and taller and soon had to crawl out of the house I’d walked into because I was rapidly getting too big for it.

When I emerged from the house, I kept on getting larger until I stopped at a height of around 30 feet or so. But something had changed. There were people standing around this time. Women, actually. Women who were giant Amazons like me. Somehow, my brain recognized that I’d found the mythical Giantess Island!

The apparent leader of the group took me by the hand and led me deep into the dense green forest in the interior of the island, and I followed her without question. Again, dream logic. When we reached what appeared to be the “town” area, I saw the men. Unlike the women, they were regular man-sized. Unfortunately, as I leaned down to scoop one of them up, I woke up. Talk about a buzz kill.

But on the bright side, it did whet my appetite to discuss giantess phone sex fantasies with you guys, so I guess that’s a win?

Just ask for Raine your Giantess Bratty Coed Mistress.

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Feb 192016
 

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So, as you may or may not know, your erotic hypnosis phone sex Goddess has a love for some cheesy movies. I mention this because the other night, I had quite the double feature.

The first was about a fifty-foot woman, and the other was a more recent one about a man who can shrink to the size of an ant….You may have heard of it. You know, the one with the rather self-explanatory title of Ant-Man?

Truly, I do so love the idea of being able to shrink a man and keep him in my purse as a pet. Like one of those purse dogs that were strangely popular years ago. Or like a Polly Pocket that moves on its own, but I digress. The point is, I know that I am not alone in my shrinking fetish fantasies. But I don’t want to be the one who shrinks, of course. Not my bag. For me, it’s always a matter of being large and in charge, so to speak.

No, I want to make a man small and keep him as a pet. However, since the tech just isn’t there yet, and I don’t want to go through the millions to develop it, I suppose this will have to stay in the realm of the mind. The beautiful part of the mind, though, is that I can easily control it just through my voice alone. A nice hypnosis phone sex session or two can help us live out this fantasy very vividly in your mind.

Oh, yes, being tiny, picked up by my ruby-red fingernails and placed in my cluttered purse, shaken around, being roughed up by my makeup and wallet while I go about my day. You can even be useful by grabbing my things when I need them, like my glasses or a pen. As for the other parts of the fantasy, well, those we will have to discuss privately….

Savannah, your hypno goddess.

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 Posted by at 1:18 am
Oct 252013
 

After a date with a man who thought my big breasts were his personal playground I started to wonder would he feel the same way if he was shrunk down? Mean to shrink him down into being something that was only 4 inches tall and stuff him into my bra would he still view my breasts as his playland?

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Suppose he only would if he had a shrinking fetish.

Then he would be more than happy to be pushed down into my voluptuous cleavage. Mind you I wouldnt stuff him in feet first. No I would push him in head first. I rather imagine him being able to slip and slide with the sweat that my breasts create being forced together all day long. I know you would wonder but what about him being able to breath. I would be nice and wear a lacy bra so there would be lots of air holes for my shrunken little man.

He could live quite happily down there. Between the ability to breath through the lacy bra and with the food that I would “accidentally” drop between my bosom. I see no reason to ever remove him.

Do you have a shrinking fetish?

Ever thought what it would be like to live between a BBW breasts when you are shrunk down to be a micro size man. Well you know I am only touching on the beginning. Lets complete this delightful fantasy together.

Trisha

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 Posted by at 2:49 pm