Mini Giantess Proclivities I. Titanic Twins for Amazon Revenge

Once in a while an author just knows when he's written a really great story. And "Titanic Twins for Amazon Revenge", I feel, is one of those that all the mini giantess and smother crush romantics are going to love. Hell, I think I'm in love and I know it's fiction! So if your at least 21 (or better yet 31) then come on in my friend and enjoy this super sexy story of undying love and extreme domination. There's a lot to enjoy and learn as our hero struggles through thick and thin, always her thick and his thin, and gobs of dysfunction with his super big women and a path to hopefully get it right in the end. Please, be my guest, dear reader, to find out. And don't forget to leave a nice review;>
"Instructions were for a curb pick up. As I pulled into the airport proper and sought the right lane to domestic arrivals, I wondered out loud, laughing already at my wit. “Jeeze, how will I possibly recognize them.” More chuckles as I muttered about asking for help, “Anybody seen some 8’10” twin beauties?”
The black gray of early morning drizzle had turned into the deep blue of rush hour rain. The curb crowded heavily with passenger pick-ups, mostly unorganized cabs nabbing business men and women in early for just the day. And goodness, there they were, ridiculously tall, sunny blondes, their hair teased out wild and as big as lion manes, bright green short mini-skirts and matching tops straining against, by far, the biggest tits I’d ever seen. The twins seemed almost too bright for such a dreary morning and certainly way too big for any time of day.
I nosed in and parked my big SUV, engine running. Climbing out carefully to avoid traffic, I jumped up and waved. They recognized me (I wonder how) and smiled grandly, each picking up two big suitcases – ready to move in for the summer. I came up offering to help. They eschewed my offer, a bit roughly brushing past me to get through the crowd and to my vehicle. I dodged them and everyone else bigger than me and turned to follow. They needed me to open the back hatch.
As I came up behind them, not even face-high to their four-foot wide and sexiest derrières I have ever seen. Their bending to set down their suitcases exposed their frightening huge and the ultimate in curvy, voluptuous asses even more: clad in lacy thin panties, one pink and one powder-blue. They turned out in opposite directions to look for me, briefly pinning my head in between their wondrous firm softness. For those few precious seconds everything became lights-out black, soft and completely quiet. I guess they felt me in there and straightened back around.
“There you are.” One of them said but both of them laughing; as all the suddenly shocking noise of the airport rushed in again.
I reoriented and struggled to get the back open, kind of staring too long at the simple lock and blinking on tilt. But quick enough my neurons re-engaged and as the hatch hissed up I thought, “Man oh man, I hope they can get their ginormous asses in my vehicle.”
I reached around and grabbed the nearest suitcase. Couldn’t budge it. One of them picked it up like it was a hat-box and lithely dropped it in the back. I nodded approval in a manly way while they loaded the other three.
Splitting up, they walked around and opened the back doors on either side. I guess we all knew the front bucket seat was not going to work out. Without pause, like they’d done this a thousand times, the girls lowered the SUV’s middle bench seat and crawled over it. I was so much in gaga shock I could not immodestly look away from the fully exposed pink panty on the driver’s side. The twin climbing in from the other side noticed me gawking and gave me an acknowledging wink and smile before turning her attention back to coordinating the seating arrangement with her sister.
Over lapping hips and legs they managed to squeeze in side-by-side on the third row seat, their legs straight forward all the way...