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RATES
ONE GIRL RATES
$1.99 per min 15min minimum
10 - $22.40
15 - $32.35
20 - $42.30
25 - $52.25
30 - $62.20
45 - $92.05
60 - $121.90
90 - $181.60
120 - $241.30
TWO GIRL RATES
$3.98 per min 15min minimum
10 - $37.40
15 - $54.85
20 - $72.30
25 - $89.75
30 - $107.20
45 - $159.55
60 - $211.90
90 - $316.60
120 - $421.30
TEXTING RATES
$1.49 per min 15min minimum
5 - $7.45
10 - $14.90
15 - $22.35
20 - $29.80
25 - $37.25
30 - $44.70
35 - $52.15
40 - $59.60
45 - $67.05
50 - $74.50
55 - $81.95
60 - $89.40
April 17, 2026
In the shadow of skyscrapers that barely reached her knees, the giantess strolled through the city she had claimed as her playground. Among the millions of specks below, she knew one in particular: a little man so small he could vanish between her fingertips, yet bold enough to catch her eye every time she passed. Today she scooped him up without a word, her warm breath washing over him like a summer storm as she slipped him into the secret haven no one else would ever know. Nestled deep between her powerful thighs, she tucked him into the lush, untamed forest of her pubic hair. The thick curls rose around him like a living jungle, soft, springy strands the color of midnight, each one thicker than his arm and glistening with the day’s warmth. The scent hit him first: a rich, heady musk that wrapped around his senses like velvet smoke. It was her most intimate perfume, sweet and salty, earthy and feminine, laced with the faint tang of her skin after hours of walking the city streets. Every breath filled his lungs with that warm, private aroma, heavy and hypnotic, the unmistakable essence of a giantess who knew exactly […]
April 9, 2026
In the city, where skyscrapers looked like toys scattered at her feet, the giantess knew one very special little man. He was just tiny enough, barely the size of her palm, yet perfectly formed, her secret plaything hidden among the crowds. All day he had been a bad boy, knocking over trash cans, spilling his little drinks, and leaving a messy trail of mischief through the streets she loved to stroll. She could smell his trouble from blocks away, that faint, salty trace of his excitement mixed with the city’s smog. When the sun dipped low, she didn’t scold him there in public. No, the giantess simply smiled, her warm breath rolling over him like a sweet summer wind carrying the soft, powdery scent of her vanilla lotion and the deeper, comforting musk of her skin. “Time to go home, little one,” she purred, her voice a low, maternal rumble that vibrated through his whole body. With two careful fingers she plucked him up and tucked him gently between the soft, warm valley of her cleavage, where her heartbeat thundered like distant drums and the rich, feminine scent of her enveloped him completely, honeyed skin, a hint of clean sweat, […]
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