Macrophilia -- it's one of those wonderful words that means exactly what you think it means. "Macro" means big, "philios" means love. Put 'em together, whatta you got? A lover of bigness, a connoisseur of the colossal. Simply put, male macrophiles -- and almost all macros are men -- get turned on by giant women. Not merely statuesque women, not your ordinary 6-feet-2-inches Daisy Fuentes-type Amazon. Don't try pushing that diminutive excuse for a woman at the discriminating macro. He loves only the true giantess -- or GTS, as macros say -- the gal who goes, say, a hundred feet in high heels.

But where, you ask, does one find oneself a hundred-foot GTS? Nowhere, of course. And precisely because there are no real-life giantesses out there stomping around the countryside, squashing SUVs like Matchbox cars, macrophiles seeking to satisfy their giant-sized desire must rely instead on the power of their own imaginations.

The Web is the playground where macros turn their imaginations loose to frolic. Surfing the online GTS scene you'll find giantesses galore -- in reality, photos of normal-size women manipulated to appear humongous. At Giantess Corner: Shrunken Men at the Mercy of Giant Women you'll see a GTS crushing a wee little man under her shoe like a discarded cigarette butt. And over at GTS and Feet you get one macro's domination fantasy: four teensy men squished between the toes of a giantess as she paints her poster-size toenails. The variety of the macros' online creation is outstripped only by its inventiveness.

Despite a tendency among macrophiles to clam up when approached by size-neutral outsiders, I managed to crack the GTS cyber network and strike up a conversation with one chatty macro in my quest to answer the burning question: why giants?

"Seeing a giantess have her way with anything and everything is a combination of a woman being ultimately powerful, sexual and completely dominating all at the same time," says Dave, creator of the Web site Giantess World.

Dave has been married for six years and says that his sexual relationship with his regulation-size wife is "fantastic." But fantasy-wise, his preference runs toward mega giantesses -- women who tip the tape at several hundred feet. He favors GTS fantasy stories that portray mega GTSes romping the globe in murderously big adventures. And whom would Dave choose if he could transform any celebrity into a GTS? "I would probably choose Pamela Anderson or Dolly Parton," he says. "I'm a boob man."

Darwin wrote, "If everyone were cast in the same mold, there would be no such thing as beauty." So, from the Darwinian perspective, you might say that macros, in their longing for beauty, simply favor a bigger mold. But what does it say about a man's perception of women -- and of himself -- when his ultimate fantasy is to be stomped to smithereens by some redwood-size femme fatale?

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