I feel like our characters would get along nicely.
Too nicely.

But your OC is a giant, while my OC is a regular-sized pony but well, she's actually taken from a comic series of mine in which she has lots of knowledge about size spells; so she can grow to your size and at that point they'd really have a lot of fun together... with all the other little ones... xD

They'd have fun... the little ones wouldn't. ;)

Who cares about the little ones... giants are the ones who truly rule... they'd better listen to us in such a situation, and work to please us... otherwise, they can well imagine what kind of fate is waiting for them... ;D

Eh, even if they listen to us and work to please us (which we'll make sure they do), we'd still end up giving them those unimaginable fates. The worthless little bugs deserve nothing more than to end up as red stains of blood and fur on the bottom of our hooves... or worse... much, MUCH worse.

Of course... even if those little ponies decide to become our slaves and throw their dignity away for the sake of having their life spared, humiliating themselves in the most horrible ways... at least speaking for me, I'd never give up on the pleasure that arises from feeling that little moving body slowly becoming nothing but a squashed mixture of red blood and flesh under the yellow sole of my hoof... and then moving it all around the soil to spread that blood and what remains of the body of that insect even more... and then, once I've cleaned my hooves from the remaining pieces of that crushed corpse, I can aim for the next victim...

...Yeah, I think our OCs love doing (almost) the same things

But why clean the gore off your hoof when there are thousands of perfectly worthless bugs to do that for you? Mmmh, the faces they make when being forced to lick up the blood of one of there own, knowing that they're about to suffer the same fate... priceless.

Always good to meet another pony with a complete disregard for the well-being of the worthless runts.

But why having them clean it after having crushed just ONE pony? I'll just keep carelessly stepping on those useless ants until my hooves are completely covered in dirt, painted with red blood and full of pieces of bodies, fragments of microscopic limbs, and so on... yes, at that point I can indeed relax, lying down somewhere and stretching my hooves... then all those little bugs will have to do the only thing they can be useful for in this world... that is, using their tiny tongues of theirs to wipe all of that off of my gigantic soles, while I chuckle at their disgusted faces... and then, once the job is finished, that same hoof they worked on moves downwards on them... and splooosh, they're now nothing more than that same dirt they had cleaned before... completely squashed under that hoof and not even recognizable as ponies anymore... just random crushed insects I could have even unawarely stepped on while walking through the town...

And yay, I'm happy too!

But why settle for just hooves? It's so much more exciting to feel dozens of tiny helpless bodies squirming under your rump as their hopeless struggles send surges of joy and pleasure through your entire body, espically when you feel them pop like grapes, knowing that you've just shattered and ruptured all their bones and organs with nothing more than the weight of your butt. Then you just get to lay back and enjoy the feeling of countless tiny tongues and hooves rubbing and cleaning the gore and limbs off your rump as your temporary slaves choke down the flesh and bone fragments of their crushed friends, nearly throwing up, but pressing through their disgust with the false hope that you might let them live. Let's be honest, though. They're far too insignificant to be allowed to continue on with their pitiful lives.

Butts. I like butts.

Oh my goodness, love this so much! >w<~

Aww, I'm glad you like it! ^^

hehe its more than like! its love! ^^

Well... I had a pleasure(huh?) of meeting her once or twice.
Knowing her there are two options:
a) Pone is lucky, and she's in great mood. She crushes him into nothingness, slowly squishing him for 15 minutes or so, enjoying snapping of his bones etc.
b) she feels like playing. he's Bucked.

Also, amazing facial expression again... (and a little evil one. just a "little")

Oh yeah, you're just LUCKY that you ONLY met her once or twice... ;D
a) Hm-hm, of course she's in a good mood: after having done what she's done to the living being under her left hoof, she's happy to her limit...
b) Well, playing might also end with him being left alive... MIGHT... ;D

And aww, glad that you like her face ^^ Yeah, kind of an evil one... of course xD

Haha seems like the shaman has found a new little pet ^^

Until he gets crushed, eaten, or otherwise killed... yeah xD

or even butt stomped! o.o i think that would be the best! xD

After some debate, I think this one's my favorite of your pictures thus far. The anticipation over what she might do next keeps me thinking about it even when I'm not online. Devious.

Well...guess you two are having fun. I never really experienced being chased by a giantess...I only experienced being one. (Technically, I am a stallion)

Oh? You experienced being a giantess? What was that giantess' name?

Me. I'm a stallion (I don't know the male term) & with a little magic from my trusty musket (if you want to know more about the musket, feel free to ask) i can grow to the size of a very large pony. I never experienced the other side of the story at all, & want to find giantess mares (or stallions) who would like another play toy to play around with.

That evil smirk is awesome.

Question why you have to pin down a alicorn? Because i see the picture clearly...