Fires back home sent me to the snow with family and all this white has me thinking about one of my favorite kinds of calls.  Giantess.

I know that isn’t something everyone loves but I personally find it to be so much fun.  I can’t imagine anyone not wanting to grow bigger than everything else or even better, have their own personal tiny man to toy with whenever they like.

So why does snow make me think of this?  Just imagine for a moment, that your Goddess has caused you to shrink down to no bigger than her tube of lipstick and while that’s lots of fun and even a little sexy if you get to ride around in her bra, what if she took you outside and dropped you in a little hole in the snow?

You and I head outside, you’re riding in my nice warm fleece lined pocket of my jacket.  I have on some high sexy boots of course and warm mittens. Once we reach the yard, I step off the sidewalk that has been shoveled and into the snow, making a deep print with my boot that comes up my leg almost to my knee.  Then I carefully pull my leg back out and reach into my pocket. You feel the warm fuzzy mitten wrap around you and you smile, snuggling until I pull you out of the warmth and into the icy air. Of course, you’re still all cuddled up in the mitten but you realize I’m moving my arm out and you look down and see it’s over a very very deep hole.  I say “Don’t worry it’s just where I stepped” and then I bend down and drop you into the deep footprint. You slide down the slick frozen side, grasping for something and getting just tiny handfuls of snow until you hit the ice-covered grass at the bottom. What if I leave you there? What if the giggling turns to boredom and I wander off, letting you freeze into a tiny ice cube.  

LOL

I wouldn’t do that!  Probably…but it is just one of the fun things we could do in the snow.  Imagine being tiny on the front of my skies and holding on while we speed downhill!

Let it snow! Let it snow!  Let it snow!