Theroxannemiller - Looking for answers - Pologue- GIANTESS

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Theroxannemiller - Looking for answers - Pologue- GIANTESS

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Looking for answers - Pologue- GIANTESS

Dr. Roxanne Miller, a tall and elegant woman with a warm smile, leaned forward in her seat, her piercing blue eyes locked on her client's. "So, you want to explore your giantess fetish. That's quite a confession. Tell me, what is it about these women that excites you so much?"

The man shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his face reddening. "I... I don't know. It's just this feeling of power and control they seem to have over me. Like they could crush me with their bare hands, but they won't."

Dr. Miller nodded, her expression thoughtful. "Interesting. So, these women represent authority figures from your past, correct? Your stepmother, your nanny, and your teacher?"

The man nodded. "Yeah, they all were tall women, too. Taller than me, at least."

Dr. Miller sat back in her chair, her long legs elegantly crossed at the ankles. "I see. And how tall were they, exactly?"

The man hesitated, his gaze drifting down to the floor. "Well, let's just say they were... substantially larger than the average woman."

Dr. Miller's eyes widened in understanding. "Ah, I see. You're attracted to extremely tall women, isn't that it?"

The man looked up, surprise clear on his face. "How did you know?"

Dr. Miller chuckled softly. "It's my job to understand these things. Now, let's talk about your therapy session. We're going to delve into your past, relive those experiences with your stepmother, nanny, and teacher. Through the power of hypnosis, we're going to explore your unconscious mind and confront your repressed memories head-on."

The man swallowed hard, his heart racing. This was it. He was about to confront his deepest desires, his darkest fears. "I'm ready," he whispered.

Dr. Miller smiled reassuringly. "Good. Next Wednesday at 5 p.m., we'll begin our journey into your mind. Until then, I want you to keep a diary, writing down your thoughts and feelings about these women. It's essential for our therapy."

The man nodded, his mind already racing with anticipation and apprehension. As he stood up to leave, he couldn't help but wonder if Dr. Miller was as tall as the women he fantasized about. He'd never seen a woman quite as tall as her before.

"Thank you, doctor," he said, extending his hand in farewell. "I look forward to our next meeting."

Dr. Miller took his hand, her grip firm yet gentle. "The pleasure is all mine. Now, go home and prepare yourself. This is going to be an intense journey, but I'm here to guide you every step of the way."

With that, the man left Dr. Miller's office, his mind spinning with thoughts of towering women and the power they held over him. He couldn't wait to begin his therapy, to confront his fears and desires head-on.

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