Smitten Kittens Steamy Journal

 I want to crush you under my feet. I’ll chase you around like a cat chases a mouse and taunt you. I’m all powerful and you’re just a little bitty nothing man. Women are all powerful and you should serve them to keep your tiny self safe from my torture.

I’ll do dirty things with you. I’ll carry you in my purse in a little velvet pouch. I’ll use you like a dildo for both my pussy and my ass. You’ll be my own personal toy. I’ll keep you in fear of being squashed like a bug and I’ll laugh and taunt you until you cry.

Worship me tiny man.

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    I  went and had a few drinks after my Burlesque show before my late night plans. This man in a Santa suit was really getting on my fucking nerves. I was feeling wicked and decided to make him my evening plans.

I invited him to have a few drinks with me and slipped something in it. He was feeling dizzy and walked out to the dark alley. My potion worked and soon, he was a slight 2 inches tall.  Poor wee man. I spiked him with my stiletto heel, picked him up and put him in my purse. He should have a blast with all the sharp implements in my leather purse.

Once at my loft, I let him lose on my floor. My cats were chasing him and I told him he better run fast if he wants to survive. The cameras were on and my friends were making bets on his survival. This really was fucking hysterical to watch. The terror in his tiny eyes was making me excited and my pussy needed some attention.

I couldn’t leave my little man alone as he might have gotten eaten or lost. I took my hot glue gun and glued him to the tip of my vibe. I think I heard him scream in pain from the hot glue. Once it cooled, I began to fuck myself. I came so fucking hard, that it drowned the wee man. I guess the only thing left to do was pee him out and flush him.

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Hello tiny, helpless  man. How does the view look from down there? I bend down and pick you up so I don’t step on you. I’ll keep you safe and slide you inside my nice, warm cunt. Imagine how that would feel? Your tiny body swishing around in my tight vaginal walls while your gorgeous amazon woman walks around. I might take you out from time to time and rub you against my clit. If I pleasure myself too much with your tiny body, my pussy might squirt. You would be thrashing around trying not to drown in my sweet, succulent juices.

If you’re into a beautiful Giantess Goddess who will protect you or crush you like a bug, call me! I will make your tiny cock have a huge cum load.

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People I know constantly ask me why I do the things I do. Look at me loser. It is because I can. No man or woman can resist me, and that is where they make their first fatal mistake.

There is this adorable little man that I just enjoy terrorizing. He is always at Planet Fitness staring at the girls. It took me a few days to notice it was my legs and arms he was eyeing. Apparently, he loves amazon type chicks with perfectly toned muscles. I decided it was time to use, I mean get to know this man.

I invited him for coffee and beignets at the Empire. My friend owns the cafe, and she puts up the CLOSED sign. Another woman comes from the back and joins us. You have this scared little boy look on your face, but your cock is clearly rock hard. Oh little man, your attraction to muscles on women is going to get you hurt, or broken, but hopefully both! If you are wondering why I am so evil, well it’s because I fucking can!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Every Halloween I do a burlesque show. It is fairly tame before 12 am. I dance, pull the hottest men and women on stage with me, have them do a bit of a sex show. Yes, for moi that is extremely tame. Like every year, once it’s 12 am things begin to transition a bit till 2 am when things get extremely fucking chaotic. The doors are locked, the windows are shuttered, and the REAL fucking fun begins. I find rich, VIP blood to taste the sweetest. I wonder how your blood tastes?

I fly off the stage with the rest of the dancers and pick the meat suits that look and smell the sweetest. Some doors open now to private rooms. Some of the rooms are for torture, and some are to watch the strongest bitches turn the VIP guests into punching bags. We have other rooms, many other rooms, but those are special request. Pick your door, or should I choose it for you? Trust me, you don’t want to know what happens there. Then again, it is Halloween and maybe you do!

Written By: Malaya Maxxx

Men who are small in stature amuse the fuck out of me! I just want to crush those short bodies under my Hades boot heels. I have always had this odd disdain for short men. I suppose I have a “short men suck” kind of fetish. Hey bitch, don’t fucking judge me! 

I went to a bar in the mood for a wild, rough nasty fuck and I saw one who looked worth my time, so I thought. After a few drinks and party favors, we went to a hotel. It is very rare I meet a man or woman I take home. He kicked off his shoes, and what the  fuck? He went down at least 5 inches. This pissed me off, ruined the mood and made me want to break him. So, break him I did. I got him in a leg lock with my strong, lean thighs and squeezed like a python after her prey. I moved him where his face was between my legs, giving him the impression things would be fucking okay now. Fuck me, really? I squeezed his head between my thighs using them like a vice grip. I think he might have passed out because there was no movement from him. I released my grip to see if he was breathing. I guess I didn’t kill him. Maybe next time.

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