In my novel Sexing the Cherry (1989) I invented a character called the Dog Woman; a giantess who lives on the River Thames.
Opposite me they are exhibiting a giantess, in a satin gown which she raises to show her legs.
Ingiborg again said 'No'; and the giantess took leave of her and went away.
A giantess of alarming dimensions, beaming with maternal ecstasy!
The giantess was delighted, and challenged him to wrestle with her.
The second line parted and down fell the trap with a heavy thud, just as the giantess reached it.
The giantess, who ate raw pigeons, or any other fowl that was most convenient.
As the giantess sprang upon the little group of guards, a volley of arrows and spears flew into her face.
On the floor lay the giantess, who had drank too much brandy.
A dauntless eagle sat upon the height of the giantess' Rock, and began to strike his harp.