Setting
Medival / middle-earth hybrid.... human tribles ... the outskirts more viking-polygamous style (human, and further out, giants), while the "center" of civilization near the rivers more christian-ish ordered, with castles, and forts, and "technology"
Characters
Giants - (12-15') physically impressive, very sexual, but not as 'smart' (less energy for the brain cells, and larger motor cortex)
Irvana's 'bottom' girl.. she's bi-sexual and genuinely likes to tease and pleasure men, and be fucked. brunette
when it's 'the season' for the men to hound her, her tits get gorged and firm (turn on for Irvana) and she lactates... when she can she wet-nurses the children (who they nurse until almost age 10), and when she can't she turns to Irvana or Iren (one of the less desirable men in the village) to help drain her.. when she travels with little Urta, she makes him feed from her, while he's resistant at first, he eventually finds it a huge turn on and gets a bit addicted/habituated to the sugar and arousal.
Ortal - strongest warrior in the tribe (the most influential leader, though not technically the chiefton)
Rolo - Ortal's second and best friend.
Iren - less attractive 19 year old male, tallest in the village from his breast-feeding fetish with Yonta
Humans - (5'-6') smarter, nimbler, consume less resources to survive, more numerous, more technological advancement
Jacob - (Utra)
Lynn / Saral - young (18/19 y/o) girls at the village (twins?)
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they approach Jacob after he returns from a year with the giants as a 6'4" strapping man
eventually they start taking the mother's flower to turn into giants... and learn that Jacob wants them to outgrow him... which brings out an unreasonable amount of adolescent playfulness from them, as they go from lusting after his strength, to amusing themselves with turning giant and his peculiar attraction to them toying with him
Plot Archetypes / Promises
Romance - Jacob and Yonta fall in love
Coming of Age - Jacob loses his young wife to the plague, and falls into despair... only to find new love (Yonta), and protect themselves from the coming war between giants and humans
Tradegy / Hamlet - Jacob could know his wife died due to foul play (and the reader knows who did it), which makes him overwrought and willing to sacrifice himself to the giants. this sends him on a journey, where he starts to fall for Yonta, but he can't let go of his hatred, and gets frustrated when she won't make him a giant.. so he leaves with the giant's secret, and reveals it to two young seductive village girls, as a plot for them to all become giant, so he can exact his revenge, and they can be more than taken wives... but they turn on him, don't make him giant, and end up killing half the village, before Yonta and Irvana show up looking for rumors of 'rogue giants' and in the process of trying to get them under control, Jacob is killed, and Yonta weeps.
Q: how do we get the reader (and jacob) to trust the village girls, so we feel betrayed?
-> make them be victims too, so they are all solving each other's problem.
Karmic Transformation - A guy hates giants, and how they demand the tribute of beautiful young girls from villages. his girlfriend is eventually is picked to be the sacrifice, and she tantrums, and he tries to stop her from being taken. The giant slams him unconscious, and she believes him dead, as the giants haul her away. / Once in the giant kingdom, she finds out she was not taken to be killed, but to be transformed into a giant concubine. She despises the idea, but finds the lifestyle lavish and alluring. / Then she somehow finds out her boyfriend is alive, and conspires to escape and find him. Only when she does, he runs in fear. And when she finally calms him down, he's able to see who it is, and that she's become what they both hated. THings are calm for a bit, then she assumes they will stay together, and he assumes he's going back to the village. instead she captures him and forces him to stay with her, proving she really has turned into what they hated... she tries to win him over, but he's relentless, and she ultimately gives up and returns to the giants.
Rags to Riches - Jacob loses his wife, and as a widower is befriended by the village (bisexual) harlot, who tries to ease his pain over his wife with sex. Jacob -> giants. Jacob falls for Yonta. Ortal rejects him from the giant village and drops him back at his village, but not until after he realizes the giant secret. Jacob conspires with the harlot for her to become a giant and get him back to Yonta. She agrees, but along the way they become fond of eachother. Though just as they are about to fall in love, she is discovered by the village, and taken to be their new giant lordess. With her newfound importance, he feels awkward and resumes his quest to get to Yonta, causing her to fulfill her promise to get him there... On their journey, she is magnificent, and he increasingly falls for her. / WHen they get to Yonta, she's happy to see him, but quickly realizes the two of them are in love, and plays the 'wise' part of telling him he has to go back to her... which of course makes her overjoyed and a happy ending.
Tradgedy - A boy fascinated with giants sneaks out to see them collecting their tribute from his village. he's fascinated and follows them into the forest. One notices him, and sneaks away from her comrades to confront him. She teases him about being fascinated about giants, and what he would do when he met one. Then, when all seems lost, she makes him an offer to be her pet, to come with her. He accepts, and she secretly hides him in her clothing during her travels. At first it's a mix of hiding and sneaking, and moments of playful sexual exploration, as she gets deeply satisfied by him and he is deeply aroused by her. Only it becomes harder and harder to hide him. When they reach the giant village she hides him away, and eventually he's found by a 'good' girlfriend, who warns him how dangerous his predicament really is. But the situation escalates when his lover/captor offers his skills to her dark girlfriend, and now they are even deeper in a web of lies. He tries to get the 'good' girlfriend to save him, but she won't. Eventually he's found out, and the chiefton casts him out, and demands he be killed by none other than the 'good' girlfriend, who has to butcher him in front of his tribe to warn the humans to stay way, and bring back his foot. She leaves the village with him, and initially he lures her into letting down her guard, so he can sexually satisfy her. She likes it so much, she gets a bit obsessed, having him pleasure her. When she reaches the village, she makes her threat, and then asks if any among them is a healer. She apologizes to him, then twists off his leg at the knee. / By a miracle he survives, and finds himself being carted in the forest. After some great amount of travel, he's left alone, one legged, as a tribute to the giants. Surprisingly, the 'good' girlfriend who ripped off his leg shows up to collect him, and while he reists, he has no choice. / On the journey, she explains that she had no choice, for if she had not done as instructed, she would have been killed or exiled from her tribe. And after all, she left him with healers so he could live, and he wouldn't be needing his leg anyway. / When they arrive, it's at a religious camp for giant woman to pilgramage to, where he joins the ranks of several human slaves they keep to satisfy themselves away from giant men.
Action Ideas
Irvana discards Jacob as an unsuitable tribute, and leaves.. he has to "track" and chase her down to join her.
Giant females splinter away from their male tribes and start 'taking' man-pets from the human villages
Other Giant females imitate Irvana, but by forcibly taking male humans, treating them more like captives.. hurting and killing them
Another giant female captures Urta - wanting a trained male pet for herself, quest for Irvana and Yonta to get him back (and return him to his village?)
Giant tribes start a war over the 'old' vs the 'new' leadership and ways
Breastfeeding Jacob(Urta) makes him feel healthier and stronger, so he breast feeds as much as he can, until they all notice he's actually getting bigger. He quickly develops a theory that giants are actually humans, and that something in the breast milk is making them bigger.
Irvana and Yonta immediately know it's the 'mother's flower', but they don't tell Jacob. Instead they ask how they would know? how they would test it. He suggests they mark their heights, and feed off each other. So they secretly conspire for Yonta to fetch a bunch of mother's flower, and they eat it, and Irvana feeds until she's a clear six inches taller.
They quickly realize they've been duped by the men. Male giants run an a secret annual ritual where wet-nurses squeeze out milk to be sacrificed to the gods, but the men must drink this milk, to get even bigger an stronger.
They conspire about what to do, and decided to...
a. make Irvana bigger and stronger, to challenge Ortal for leadership in the village.. overturning the rules
b. show Ortal they know the 'secret', and ...???
c. secretly meet with the wet-nurses, and make sure only female babies are fed with mother's-flower milk
Irvana and Yonta fear retribution, so they drop Jacob off at his village....
Where he is ultimately seduced by two young girls impressed by his size (Lynn / Saral)
They find out he was attracted to being the little pet of giants, and they joke constantly about making him their little pet.
They find out he knows the giant's secret, and use playful tease and seduction to get him to let them try it (disclose it)
As they get a little taller and bigger than him, and his cock is less satisfying, they try to coax him into being a giant, but he doesn't want that
.... so they start coaxing him to satisfy them in other ways (with his tongue)
when they run out of his mother's flower, they insist he tell the where it is...which he's reluctant to do, so they threaten his life.... and he confesses
???? what next ????
?? they take over the village?
?? they
Giants....
12'-14' - weigh 1000-1200lbs, can lift 520lbs, he seems like 17lbs. each breast weighs 30lbs
finger is 7" long, 1" thick. legs are 6' long (crotch barely over his head)
how does the sex work?
They are both dominant females, and get lots of arousal about being capable of man-handling him.
both of the girls find his dry humping their clit more stimulating than intercourse
They introduce him to smooth carved stone and wooden dildos. They get a kick out of him unable to handle the heavy stone one, that weighs about 70 lbs.
(eventually) they find human fisting quite pleasurable.
A village has no food to send to the giants, so a man who lost his crops and his wife volunteers to be the tribute.
This is awkward for the female giant (Irvana), though he makes himself useful helping her find and steal better food and drink than she's normally given in tribute. She likes having him around, and they become cordial.
One night sleeping in the forest, she catches him eyeing her lustfully, by the firelight, and flirts, casually posing and exposing until she's revealed her bare breasts for him to stare at.
she confesses that he's stirred up quite a problem. that his lustful looks have made her quite aroused, and in her culture, it's customary for men to satisfy the women they arouse. And in addition, he is her man-pet, which basically makes him her slave, and she would like him to be close with her, and help satisfy her. 'Come, lie with me. don't make me tell you again'.
he does as she asks, and she asks about his experience with human women. He confesses he had a wife, but she passed, and they made love, but not often, and not well. He does not consider himself skilled in pleasuring women.
she dismissively declares, 'no matter, all pets can be trained. I presume you've suckled a woman's breast before, let's start there. Giant women have very sensitive breasts and nipples.' He complies, and she settles into what is more of a relaxing than stimulating experience. The reaches for his crotch and is a little surprised to finds him rock hard. "is it common for human men to be attracted to giant females?"
"not so common i think. most are too afraid to think anything else, but i've always been curious. And I no longer have anything to lose. In all honesty, I find you both slightly frightening, and intoxicatingly arousing, but much more the latter.
"That's good news for us then,
and takes him back to her tribe, but they laugh and encourage her to use him for target practice, since it would be more useful than eating him. They tease him and ask if he would like to be eaten, or used for target practice, and when he doesn't answer, one of them holds up a blade and threatens, "a giant has asked you a question, human, you will answer him."
Irvana protects and defends him, and is laughed at for it. Alone, he thanks her for keeping him alive, and they grow closer and explore some intimacy. She finds it unexpectedly pleasurable, giving her yet another reason to keep him around. She carries him around the village like a proud pet by day, and urges and forces him to pleasure her at night. A male giant (Ortal) flirts with her while she's hanging out with her girlfriend (Yonta), but she fends him off with some lies (about her period?), hiding her true affection for her man pet.
(Yonta) suspects she's up to something, and sneaks by to 'watch them in the act', finding it fun to watch for a while, but eventually showing herself and teasing her friend for not being very careful... she could have been 'Ortal', and you know wha the would do to that little man if he knew this is why you denied him. Irvana realises she's right and becomes quite concerned about whether anyone is watching them, but Yonta calms her down, explaining that Ortal took a less pretty girl off to his vondelheim (love shack) and won't be back for at least a few days.
The girls relax, and with him in Irvana's lap, Yonta asks what's it's like, getting pleasured by a little human. Ortal confesses that it's surprisingly pleasurable, in some ways more pleasurable than a male giant, which Yonta howls at. She also confesses how he helped her get unusual and wonderful human food, showed her some human tricks, and how she's grown unexpectedly fond of him (he's worth much more to her than a few cattle).
Yonta, having ignored the little man until that point, then starts asking him very direct questions. "and what about you, little human? Are you fond of Irvana's kindness? Or is it perhaps because you are just like our men and covet our luscious tits?"
(he blushes and looks to Irvana), but she does not defend him this time. "A giant has asked you a question, you will answer her." Holding her finger to his neck as if it was a mock blade.
"Tell me honestly, are you more aroused by humans or giants?" As she speaks, she unfastens and opening her shirt, showing off an equally impressive pair of breasts.
"G.Giants," he stutters out, as she cups her own breast seductively, and relaxes her legs just enough to be inviting. He immediately feels chills up his spine.
"I watched you for quite some time," Yonta confesses, twisting her nipple between her fingers to make it hard, "and you two made me very curious and very wet. Come over here and show me what it's like to be adored by a little human."
He blushed even more, and then Irvana pulled free the cloth covering him, revealing his tiny human sized and fully ignited erection. "You better do as she says," Irvana taunted, "as I think Ortal would be even more furious to hear you refused her than that you had me." He felt her hand lifting him, urging him to crawl over her towards his new seductress.
He breathed heavily, crawling over undulating flesh and fabric. By the time he reached Yonta, she had the entire front of her garment open, revealing her bushy sex. As he climbed up her naked thigh and tummy, he could smell her musk, and was mesmerized watching her fingers still kneading her nipple, while his stiffness awkwardly swung between his legs. He was caught by surprise when he felt her fingers slip between his legs from behind, roughly grasping his crotch and butt.
"I'm impressed. You may be little, but you have stamina. Tell me, do you rise again this quickly for a human partner?"
"Na.no, miss Yonta. Na.Never." He had barely finished stuttering out the words before she had lifted and scooted his chest against her huge tit. He immediately, as if compelled, wrapped his hands around her nipple and suckled it between his lips firmly.
She immediately giggled, her body jostling a little, "that tickles." His instinct was to back away, but he felt her other hand on his head and shoulders forcing his mouth full of her. "I'm a little rougher than your gentle lover over there. I like to be nibbled, and for you that might be more like a toothy chomp." He let his teeth lightly into her, afraid to do damage. "Silly little human. I could snap you in two with the barest of effort, I assure you, you will not hurt me. Now bite down on that nipple as hard as you can, before I decide this whole thing is a bore and take my leave."
It was against his every instinct to do what she was asking, but he progressively bit down, applying more and more force, but still holding back. "Ahhh, nice. But I suspect you can do better." He complied, letting himself bit into her more like he would a tough loaf of bread, or an overcooked piece of meat, which was a strange thought, as that was pretty close to what it felt like. "Ahh, ahhh, now you're getting it.. More, little human. For you that nipple is more like a feast than a nibble, so feast on me good and hard, and I'll reward that little prick of yours."
"Yonta," Irvana started with a scolding tone, "I'm more than happy to share my lover, but you would be wise to call him something else, lest we are overheard. His name, or perhaps something more inventive, but certainly more discrete." Her monologue complete, she rose up, crawling to them, planting a kiss squarely on his adorable butt cheeks, before letting her fingers find their way to her friend's sopping wet sex.
"Uhhh.... Of course.... We should.. ohhh, fuck. That's so good, vana. You've been away too long. So good. Mmmm. How about we call him, Urta?" She stopped shoving him his mouth into her tit, so she could see his eyes as she rubbed his prick a little as a reward. "You're doing very well, Urta."
He gasped at the sensation, as her rough fingers imprecisely pressed back and forth over his cock. "Th.Thank you, miss Yonta. Uhh. It feels very good." The expression he got back was a strange mix of pleasure and wincing as she moaned and gasped a little.
"Urta will do nicely," he heard from his lover behind him. "She gave you quite a compliment. In your tongue that means something like big treasure, or precious trophy. And you would be advised to give her the same sweet tongue you give me, and call her something more arousing than 'miss'. Unless you're somehow not enjoying having not one, but two giants enjoying your company." Then her tone changed, "sorry baby. he's bright and talented, but all pets need some training. Make him sing his sweet tongue for you, and then show him why all the men in the village want you? "
"Uhhh... you keep... uhh... touching me like that... and he can fucking call me grandma and I'll still cum a fucking river. Uhhh, I missed you, vana." Irvana just smiled down, and then descended. She was feeling especially amorous, her two favorite lovers having fun together, so she decided to offer the special treat.
"Uhh," Yonta gasped heavily as he felt her female lovers warm lips on her thigh. She stared deeply into the little man's eyes. "I'm beginning to think we're the one under you're spell, Urta. Uhhh," she gasped again as warm skin and breath brushed across her labia, but just as quickly receded, teasing. She knew why. She thought about how she could tease him, a human aroused by giants.
She grasped under his arm, lifted him to his knees, and tucked his legs and crotch firmly into her tit. As soon as he was in position, she felt her urging himself into her. For a moment she lost herself as she felt 'Vana's breath tease her clit, but again, it stopped.
"You want to fuck my tit, don't you, Urta?" She watched him nod, as expected. "Not yet," she said, forcefully halting his movements. "Lay into me." His whole body splay against her. "That's right. Now give it a good squeeze, a good hug. Hug my huge giant tit, and tell me how it feels."
"Ohh, Yonta," he was careful not to call her 'miss'. He remembered what Irvana said, use his sweet tongue. "You have no idea." He hugged her flesh hard, his arms denting into the pillowy shape. "It's warm, and soft, and perfect, and *huge*. It feels like home to lie here on you." He softly kissed her skin. "At the same time, my whole body is aroused against your skin. I doubt a dozen women could make me feel as much sensation as just lying here on you, feeling your warmth, feeling your heartbeat. In fact, I'm certain they couldn't."
Yonta had tried to enjoy all his words, but with each syllable, came distracting sensations as her female lover gently brushed and breathed against her sex, teasing her but not satisfying her. When he stopped talking, so did the sensations from below cease.
"Vana was truthful, your tongue is sweet. Sit up, Urta." Once he did as she asked, she reached a finger in and pinned his cock against her breast-flesh, gently rubbing it side to side. She watched him gasp and his eyes go wide. "You like how this feels don't you?"
"Very much," he replied as he felt his jaw tremble a little. He tried to hump into her, but her firm grip prevented it, and the rubbing stopped.
"Mmmm," Yonta cooed as she felt Vana rewarding her with a firmer brush of her tongue. "It seems you are the fulcrum of a sexy game. Vana will only give me what I want, while I show you why the men in my village watch me, want me, whisper about me. While I show you how good I am at giving that little prick exactly what he wants. You think you can handle that?" He nodded, on cue. "Every man does." She gently rubbed a few strokes of her finger. "You want more?" He nodded. "I want to hear you say it. We want to hear you say it. Tell me what you want."
He bit his lip briefly, "I want you to rub me like that."
"Rub you, you mean here?" She rubbed his shoulder mockingly. "Come on, get a little dirty. Tell me you want me to rub your little cock against my bit tit. You do, don't you?" She gave him another stroke, for encouragement.
"Uhh," he emoted, "please more. I want you to rub my," he gasped as she stroked him again, "little cock," and again, "against your impossibly huge tits." With that she, felt Vana's warm tongue press firmly onto her clit in reward, and she resumed gently and rhythmically stroking him.
"Mmmm, so very nice, Urta. Mmm. You're lover, our lover, she is so very very talented. Dare I say she may be better at pleasuring women, then I am at pleasuring men." Her tone briefly changed, "Uhhh, Van that's so very nice. Please don't stop. I'll make him beg and cry for my touch and my tongue, just please don't stop. Uhh."
She kept rubbing Urta, and felt him again trying to urge his hips into her, and stopped her motions. "Na na, my little fulcrum. We can't have you spent too soon. You just keep yourself still and let me do all the work, okay?" He nodded, and she resumed stroking her finger. It was a much more delicate operation than she was used to. A giant's cock was a handful, while his little prick wasn't even half the width of her pinky finger, but she'd handled men so much it didn't matter. She still knew just where to touch, and how much. She was adjusting and starting to get a better feel for the details of his little shape, so she put some more attention right under the rim and felt him shudder and heard him whimper.
"Tell me, lover, uhhh," her thoughts were briefly interrupted by Vana's tongue pressing firmly down on her. "Ohh, fuck, I missed you Vana. Fuck that's so good." Her tenor changed as she addressed him, "Urta, there is nothing quite as good in the world as the feeling of Vana's tongue lapping at my clit. And she knows it, she fucking knows it. Uhhh. So tell me, has she lapped her tongue against your precious man-stick yet?" He shook his head side-to-side. "Ohh Van," she mocked, "you saved him for me. How sweet of you."
Vana pulled herself away for a moment. "I just wanted him to experience the best, baby. And we all know when it comes to men, you're the best." Van smirked up at her female lover, and when she returned to her lapping, it was still teasing, but this time without restraint.
"Ohh fuck, Van. Ohh my, ohh my, ohh my. Fuck." She had to focus to regain her composure, and remember to keep teasing the little human. She could now discern even more of his little shape, as she giant-size ridges in her skin rubbed across him, and she used it to her advantage. She rolled his cock onto alternate sides, rubbing over the head a few times, and then up under the rim a few times. She heard and felt him whimper, and realized his entire upper body had collapsed into her grasp. "That's right, relax, let me take .... good ...
"Blazing stars, Van, that's so good, but I can't ...think ...straight with you.... Holy. Holy. Holy." She was overwhelmed with sensation as the warm tongue frenzied against her, only to finally calm. "Okay," she said panting as the sensation died down. "I hear the message."
She grasped and lifted the little human, puzzling for a moment how she was going to make her secrets work, and then finally turning him sideways, and almost upside down - his head and shoulders resting over her right breast, while she pulled his legs up over her left shoulder. She tilted her head, and adjusted him slightly, then reached her tongue out to find his cock.
Him being so small was very very different. Normally she'd have a face full of giant cock to work with, but with this little human she had to work by feel, slipping her tongue onto his chest, and towards his crotch, until she felt a little poke, and deftly wedged her tongue under the head.
At first she couldn't tell what she was feeling, even with him rock hard. It was like licking a narrow straw or thatch. So she reached her pinky finger in and found him. With her finger's help, she was finally able to force the sensitive inner rim against her tongue, and feel him throbbing slightly. After just a few moments of gentle stroking, her tongue had recalibrated, and could feel his little shape, feel the swollen head, feel the gentle throb.
XXX was overwhelmed. He'd only a few times felt the pleasure of his late human wife's lips on him, and it was awkward and strange and she didn't like it enough to try again. This was something entirely different, the warm rough surface of her tongue, rubbing and caressing first the head, then down the length. "Uhhhh," he involuntarily exclaimed, as she tickled some spot that sent chills down his spine and sweat to his palms, "uhhh," she did it again. "Uhhhnnn!!!" And again.
For a moment she thought it so silly, that she was the only woman in the village, in several villages, that was willing to experiment, to find where men felt the most, and exploit it... rather than simply dropping to their knees and awkwardly sucking away. Now that Vana was showing real interest in a man, she'd have to find the right time to explain it to her, as she seemed to finally care about pleasuring this particular male, even if he was only human.
As she caressed all the spots of his cock, in all the ways she knew men liked, her habits kept urging her to take into her mouth and suck, but she knew he was just too small for that. It almost made her giggle out loud. That her, the woman who chased the men with the biggest cocks, was so excited by such a little one. Or maybe it was Irvana's tongue gently lapping at her clit. She was fortunate, for the moment, it was gentle, as if Vana really got going she wasn't sure she could manage the little human, or anything really.
That's when she decided she was going to need to finish him first. Was it selfish to do it so soon? She was known to torture a man for hours, first enjoying, then angry, then whimpering, and only finally when begging would she let him cum. But it was his first time with a giant tongue, and her first time with a human cock. Probably better to save the marathon for the future. At least that's what she told herself. Really she just wanted more from Van.
XXX was beginning to quite literally believe he was in heaven. The sensations running through his cock were making his entire body vibrate. He had never felt, never imagined, anything like it. The sensations were so strong, that when she let him free, he still felt himself buzzing and his cock twitching with involuntary motion.
"My my, he's excited," Yonta teased, seeing his little prick bouncing. She found his eyes, his head slightly rounding over her right breast. He was in a trance. "Now, I could keep going, and going, and going, for really, well, for hours really... and I promise you one day I will, and you will love me, and hate me for it. But I think maybe for today that might be too much. So if it's okay with you, I'm going to make you cum now. Would you like that?" He immediately nodded, but she pretended not to notice... "If I let you cum onto my giant tongue, while you're lying across my giant breasts, so your giant lover can finally give me that giant climax I know she's waiting to give me? Did I say giant enough times there?" He was now violently nodding, and she just cocked her head to the side, like she couldn't hear him. "When a giant asks you a question, human, you better answer her, and politely."
"Ohh God, Yonta, yes," he panted slightly, "please. please. I want to. Please."
"As you wish, master," she responded.. her standard tease, before delivering a man his climax, after he'd properly begged her for it. She leaned back into position, taking a moment to scoop her tongue back under his cock, and just as she did, she felt Irvana gentle lapping turn passionate. She gasped and almost lost the little prick. I should of guessed you would not make this easy, she mockingly cursed in her mind. She knew dozens of ways and places to stimulate a man to make him cum, but the way the little human was lying across her only made a few of them practical. With the help of a finger, she alternately rubbed under the rim and pressed over the head. At first just teasing him back into his full hardness.
She heard a whimper and for a moment wasn't sure if was from the little human or her, as Vana was now pushing her so close to the edge she thought she might lose it and cum unexpectedly. But she held it together, and then with her finger on the outside and tongue on the underside of him, she started into a simple rhythmic alternating motion she had nicknamed the swish-swash. Nothing fancy, just the same, slow, steady rhythmic motion, in just the right spots. The response she expected started in less than a minute.
"Ohh my... ohh my.. ohh my.. i can't.. ohh my..." he felt a climax coming like nothing he'd ever felt, only it didn't arrive, it just kept building, "ohh fuck, fuck, Yonta. That's so good. So.. Fuck , so fucking good. Ohh my." It was pressure the size of a towering waterfall raging, held back by something unknown, as she just kept gently doing whatever she was doing. At first it was so pleasurable, so stimulating, he never wanted it to end. And then he lost track of how long it had gone on, and he felt like the only thing he wanted was for it to end, to reach the end. "Ohh, please, yonta please. Let me cum, please." he begged, and still her motions were steady and he didn't cum. It was like nothing he'd ever felt. He became hyper-aware of his situation, lying naked over breasts each wider than his body, entranced by a tongue wider than his leg.
The whole thing was so overstimulating he felt like he had to scream, and then he realized he was screaming, "Ahhh! AHhhh! Ahhh!" And then finally, without warning, she did something, a flick a sensation he didn't expect, and his climax came like an earthquake. His whole body convulsing along with his cock as he felt like his entire soul was collapsing onto her tongue.
Yonta was glad she had habitualized pleasing men so well, because she could hardly think as her lover fiercely twiddled against her clit. She felt it coming, and even though part of her wanted to stave it off, enjoy this buildup, another part of her had missed Vana for too long, and just wanted to kiss her and hold her and feel the closeness of the moments after. That's why she triggered him, because she knew once she had, her moment would come soon after. And as predicted, she had barely let his dripping spent cock away from her tongue, when she felt Irvana pushing her to the edge.
"Ohh Van. I love you. I love you so much. This is so. Yes. Yes. More. More, please," she whimpered a little, "I'm close, just a little.. yes, yes yes," Then suddenly, even though her arousal felt mild by their standards, she felt an unexpectedly explosive feeling building, and her hips bucked, and she let go of the little human and reached for Van, holding her head, not to force her, just to feel closer to her in the moment... and then her body tensed, and her eyes closed, and her head arched back, and everything went black and time stopped for just a moment as the rush came and flooded through her, through Van, through her clit, even through the little human lying on top of her, and she felt a rush of connection and love and understanding... and then as quickly as it had come, it drifted away, and she panted, and panted. "Ohh wow, Van. That was. Wow."
Irvana pulled herself away from her lover. Paused a moment, and then timidly offered up a thought, sort of a question, one that had been burning in her mind, "it's better with him, isn't it?"
There was a pause, not a long one, or a short one, just a pause, and then Yonta opened her eyes, and found Van's and smiled, "Yes, yes it is. You really have found Urta. We need to keep him safe. The men of the village would not like what we're feeling right now. In fact, I'm actually worried about even staying here with him. He might not be safe."
"I know, Yonta. I've been worried since the moment I brought him back, but I needed you to see it. I needed someone to see it. And now you do."
"I do. We'll figure out what to do, but for now, we need to make sure nobody knows how we feel, because he would surely be killed."
XXX was still reeling from the climax of his life when his brain caught up with what they were saying. He was in danger? He might be killed? It wasn't exactly a surprise, as he'd almost been killed the moment he arrived at the village, but it wasn't something he could really handle or do anything about. "I don't want to die, but I never want to leave you, Irvana, or you Yonta."
"Shh," Irvana offered, "don't you worry. We'll take care of you." She lifted him off her sexy female partner, adjusted some blankets, and eased herself into a sleeping position, cuddling him against her chest, and holding the covers open for Yonta to join them.
"Yes, we'll take care of you," Yonta offered, as she let her clothes fall away and climbed naked into the bed. She pressed her body into Vana's, having missed her so much, and felt something more, as the little human didn't feel like a wedge between them but a connection, a strong connection. She rubbed a hand over him, and over Irvana's breast, and over him, and then had to calm herself, lest she get herself worked up and wanting more lovemaking. She let herself relax, merely snuggling into them. "Can I, can I hold him?" She asked timidly, before she even realized she was thinking it.
"Of course you can, my love, of course you can," and the giants shifted and passed off their little human lover, and suddenly he found himself lying atop Yonta's chest, the newness of her body's shape waking him up a little. He hard a hard time reconciling how his life had come to this moment. Months ago his wife had died, his crops had been lost, and his village was starving, and now he had found type of love never known, with not one but two giants. Giants he'd been raised to fear his whole life.
...He tries to sleep on Yonta, but she is too distracting... sexual play ensues...
He gently ran his hand over Yonta's shoulder, and breast, intending just to feel her to recognize her, and quickly found his arm bumping over the feeling of nipple becoming quickly erect. He stopped rubbing her, but it woke him further, and he became more aware of her warmth, and her heartbeat, and the excitement of a new partner. He kept himself as still as he could, listening for the signs of them sleeping, and he heard Irvana's familiar gentle sleep rumble. But he didn't know Yonta. Was she sleeping? And why was he still so alert, and so awake. He couldn't stop thinking about the feeling of her erect nipple. He gently moved, trying to make it seem like he was just adjusting, but dragged his arm down her breast and again found her nipple still completely erect. He suddenly felt self-conscious. She couldn't be sleeping and still that aroused could she? And if she was awake, certainly she felt his touches.
The entire time, Yonta was eyes wide, watching her little Urta. Not fooled at all by his non-sleeping stillness, or his deceptive accidental bumping. She also was aware of the gentle feelign of his cock, growing stiffer by the moment. She'd consider it impressive for a giant man to re-surge a third time in one night, let alone this little human. Was that why she was so aroused, or was it something else? She wasn't sure, but she decided to join his game. She let her hand gently slip, then re-grasp him, as if an accidental reflex, but sure to get her thumb right onto his cock. She just kept it still, curious what he would do.
Bumping her erect nipple was a tickle in his mind, but feeling her skin pressing against his naked crotch was something else. He tried to remain still, to not disturb her, mostly because it felt good, but also because he could feel himself rising from mild arousal to a full erection, and he didn't want to offend her. Only the longer it lasted, the harder he found it to just sit there, completely still, as his hard cock pressed into her thumb. For just an instant he couldn't help himself, and he nudged himself into her. And it felt good, really good, and she didn't stir, so a few seconds later he let himself gently do it again. He felt a little guilty, but if she was awake, surely she would have noticed and responded in some way. Probably to just move away, so she could sleep. She was a giant, and he was so small, she probably didn't notice at all, so he let himself do it again. Just a gentle bump, that felt so good he did it again, and again, it started to feel better and better, and he realized it was because it wasn't just him, her thumb was moving too, and suddenly he froze, feeling caught. Her thumb didn't stop, but instead rubbed more firmly.
"Shh, little lover," she whispered, "I know you're awake. I know you want more. You have a lot of sexual energy for such a little animal." She saw him make the slightest gesture to check Irvana. "She's sleeping, and she won't mind anyway." She rubbed him for several more seconds as he remained frozen. She really wanted him to touch her again, so she whispered some playful encouragement. "Just so you know, when your giant lover holds you on her naked body, and her nipples get hard, and she fingers your cock, it's a sign she wants you to touch her more, not less."
"Sorry," he whispered, feeling scolded, and still a little confused about the rules of engagement with this new partner. Still, he desperately wanted to touch her, so he drifted his hand over her breast, and found her nipples still very erect. He gently felt it with his hand. The ridges were large and pronounced, and seemed to harden even further as he explored them.
She bit her lip to try to avoid laughing at the light ticklish touches. "If you make me laugh, you will wake her up." He suddenly stopped. "Don't stop. Just put some force into it. Remember, I like it when giant men are rough, and you, we'll, you're not giant." He remembered before, her enjoying him biting down as hard as he could, so he grabbed and squeezed her nipple hard enough to make his hand hurt. "Better."
She stopped stroking him, palmed the sides of her breasts, and sloshed them back and forth, watching him jostle back and forth on top of her. She felt an even bigger urge to giggle, and bit her lip hard. "Sorry, I don't know why I wanted to do that. You're fun to play with I guess."
"It's okay. I liked it." In fact, he regretted that the stopped. "I actually liked it alot. I liked to be played with, I guess." He paused, staring into her eyes, unable to read her. "Again?"
He was so little, and so turned on, and so submissive. The whole thing was both fucking sexy, and fucking hilarious, and when she failed to catch the oncoming laugh, it came out as a laugh-sneeze. They both became suddenly silent and checked Irvana.
When she didn't stir for several seconds, Yonta resumed bobbling him between her breasts. He settled onto his arms, and looked far too composed, so she gave a good shove to send him off balance, and he crashed sideways onto her left tit, where she pinned him on his side, and started stroking his erection again.
XXX gasped at the surprising sensation, and then settled into it.. Feeling both awkward and aroused that he was being fondled while staring right at his sleeping giant girlfriend, or giant-owner, or whatever she was. But he certainly didn't want it to stop, so he tried to pretend it was completely normal. "So you and Irvana, you've been a thing for a long time?"
"Since we were kids really. When we came of age, she came onto me, and I'm open minded, so we learned about our bodies together. As we got older, I learned i'm wired to want men, but being together has always been a convenient way to escape men trying to claim us, because they are more enticed by the idea of an even rare romp with both of us. And I just like sex alot. If you can't tell."
"I'm getting that idea. Though I'm not sure how in the world --I-- would ever satisfy you." He said it as a playful joke to disguise that it was a legitimate concern.
"It's funny to me how when giant men are timid or insecure, I find it a huge turn-off, but when you're timid or insecure it's a huge turn-on. These giants won't sleep without an axe by the bed, and they swing their huge cocks around like badges of honor... and yet one little touch or lick in the right place and they turn into whimpering submissive babies. But you're just blissfully honest about submitting. Do you ever worry one of us is going to break you, even accidentally?"
"I did at first, but Irvana, I don't know, she just wanted to protect me. When she brought me here, I certainly would have ended up dead if she hadn't acted fast to save me from the council. Though I admit, I don't know -you- very well," he jested. "Should I be worried?"
"Maybe. A human-pet like you might die of being over-sexed." To make her point, she gave him a move she nicknamed 'the triangle', cupping his balls, while simultaneously twisting the head of his cock. With a giant male, it took all of her two hands, but with him, it barely took three fingers. She could probably do it with two. She pulsed her digits together, watching his eyes go wide.
The first sensation he felt was surprise, followed by pleasure, and then honestly a little bit of pain mixed in. He'd never had any woman fondle his balls, and her giant finger was not exactly gentle, but after a few seconds he felt the sensation almost mesmerizing. His eyes lost themselves up into the sockets, and his body lost composure.
"I imagine it wouldn't be a terrible way to go. Being killed by too many orgasims. If I'm honest, I think I might have fun trying to see if it's possible. I'd probably prefer to do it with a giant male, but that would be murder. Whereas if I killed you, the council would laugh and ask me to feed your meat to our dire-wolves. Maybe that should worry you." She looked down, and realized her stimulation wasn't just making his body limp but his mind, as he was kind of mentally lost and whimpering. She calmed back down into just a gentle petting motion, and in a few moments he took a deep breath, bit his lip, and opened his eyes again. "Welcome back. How was Nirvana?"
"Sorry. That was.... unlike anything I've ever felt. Really nice." He squirmed a little, "though it made me a little sore."
"It's supposed to hurt a little. I call it The Triangle. Pleasure, and pain, and control. I hope I didn't overdo it." He shook his head. "Good, because if I break Irvana's human-pet, she will make me do her village chores for a month!"
"A month of chores? You think that's what I'm worth to her?" He said it with a jesting voice.
"You're right. Probably more like a week, and I'll be the one going down on her for a while." Only she wasn't joking. She could see the flash of concern in his face realized she was serious. "Ohh, little Urta. When we call you a pet, it's not a playful figure of speech. You are a human in a giant village. To everyone else here, you are less important than a sheep, or ox, and certainly a direwolf. And you need to be careful, because if someone gets you away from both of us, you will very likely end up dead before we can find you."
He felt a wave of concern wash over him. What was he doing here? Maybe he didn't belong in this world. How could this be Heaven if he was just a pet to be randomly killed. Maybe he was in hell for failing his wife and his village. He felt a tear roll from his eye.
Yonta playfully flipped his deflating penis back and forth with the tip of a finger. "Aww, I found something the man-pet is actually afraid of. Was it ending up dead? I think it was the idea of not meaning anything to Irvana. I'm actually impressed, you were much harder to break than any giant man i've toyed with.
"Don't worry, little Urta. Look at me." He looked her in the eyes, not sure what to expect next. "Irvana obviously loves you, which mean I love you, and we will always protect you. I'm thinking of building us a secret trondlheim deep in the forest where we can keep you safe. Do you know what that word means in our culture?" He shook his head. "It's our treasure and pleasure shrine. It's where we take our most precious belongings, and our most desired sexual partners. And you are a little bit of both
"Until you, we were just a pair, but now we are three. Every man in the village lusts to be our third, but you, human-pet have somehow earned the honor. And let me tell you what that honor means in our culture...
"It means you don't have to pretend to brush my breast and shirk away when my nipple is hard. You can touch me however and wherever you want. You can hump my tits just for fun, and while you are certainly not in charge, I'll sometimes even let you, a human-pet, command me. Do you know any humans who have ever been in command of a giant?"
He shook his head, emotionally confused. "Neither do I. Do you have any human enemies? I will crush them. Do you have any sexual desires, I will satisfy them. And in our three, the only thing you need is offer the same in return. Well, not the crushing our enemies part. I guess you can't do much of that, but you certainly can satisfy me. Look at my nipple, look at it, erect for you still. And here," she reached down and dipped a finger against her sex, and then gently wiped it on his chest, "that's me, wet for you. In the fucking middle of the night. Do you know how many giant men have done that to me after I climax? None. Not a one, ever.
"Yonta," Irvana said, startling them both, making them realize they were obviously being way too loud for her to sleep through. "Stop toying with him." She tossed her hair, and reached out to caress his cheek, "I'm sorry, lover. She has this blessing and curse, she likes to prove she can both flatten and stiffen the male spirit. Usually it' fun, but sometimes it's a chore. You mean everything to me, and while you are a pet by giant-law, you are my treasure, and if she or anyone else harms you, I will kill them, or die trying."
Irvana reached over, and roughly grabbed the female giant's chin. "Do you hear that, Yonta?" He looked up and saw a different look in her eye, one he knew well because he wore it so often in this place. Submission, deference. He realized Irvana was on top of their little trio, and he felt a wave of relief wash over him. "I did not give him to you. I gave you to him, and you would be wise not to forget it. You are his, your body, your spirit, and your talent for male *pleasure*, but if I have to pretend to sleep through another night where you stroke his spirit only to frighten him and then do the miserable job you are doing now of fixing your mistake, you can find someone else to lie with. Understand?" Yonta nodded. "I don't think you do, because if you did, you would be apologizing to -him-!"
"I'm sorry Urta, I'm really sorry." He could hear in her voice she really meant it. "I was only playing, trying to control your arousal, but I shouldn't have scared you. Irvana is the most revered female in the village. I saw her defend you from the council, and she was fierce. We had such a good night, and I've made a mess of it. How can I make it up to you? You may command my affection and use my body as you wish, or I can leave you be and you can lie with the lover you know and trust until I have another chance to earn yours back.
"I am so confused. It's fine. I was a bit afraid, but it's fine now. You have not lost my trust...."
"Urta!" Irvana interrupted, scolding him, "stop letting her off so easy. She clearly worked you up. If you don't want her affection, you may always have mine.. but please for the love of the moon and the stars, let's get you some release so we can all get some sleep before the sun rises." He looked at Irvana, then at Yonta, then at Irvana, not sure what to say. "Your cock, little pet. It's not healthy to hold that much arousal. It's a sure way to ruin your sexual energy." She reached her hand over, surprised to find him member flaccid and absolutely tiny. "Yonta, " she said in a scolding tone, "I'm very displeased with you. What you've done here, trapping his energy, is mean to him, and disrespectful to me and my property.
"Don't worry lover, I'll take care of you. I'm used to cleaning up her messes, and at least this time it'll be enjoyable for me." She tossed the covers, sat up, and repositioned him lying flat on Yonta, his head and shoulders against her breasts. Then she proceeded to straddle them both. It was a glorious sight, Irvana's muscular form and firm breasts hanging over him. "I'm going to fuck you right on top of her, little man-pet, and it's going to be as much pleasure for you and I as it is punishment for her.
"Do you remember when we met? That mix of fear and arousal you felt? Do you feel afraid of me anymore?" He shook his head. "Good. Now let me see that beautiful cock of yours." She reached down, her fingers
The council demands Irvana explain what is going on.. people are hearing "rumors"
Irvana dodges as much as she can, and then publicly confesses she knows why people are telling rumors. "Some of you may know, and some of you may not, that Yonta and I are lovers." No doubt these rumors are to get back at us. Would people make rumors about pet pigs and sheep? No, they are only doing this because they are trying to find leverage to take one of us for their own.
She invokes some little known tribe ritual for one to declare the one they love before all the gods, and then be with them. She declares Yonta her love.
Yonta cares for Urta while Yonta is working the council and tribe, and has a bit of an over-fixation on how much she arouses him
she encourages him with constant physical stimulation, teasing, and climax
she even does this in public, where he's embarrassed, and others comment, but she dismisses it as silly for them to care how she chooses to amuse herself with her pet
all of this tease and stimulation makes him a bit sex crazed and constantly aroused, which Irvana finds comical (partially because she plays so hard to get with giant men, but then gives him attention overload), though warns Yonta not to take it too far (in mock seriousness, Irvana offers to make it stop, and he hurriedly declines, which they both laugh about)
Irvana decides the longer they stay, the more likely Urta will be in danger. So she's going to take him to start building their trondleheim. they have a sexy going away feast with Yonta, where she asks to come with... but Irvana insists it's not a good. she needs her in the village as eyes and ears with the council.
Arrival
They travel for several days into the forest, and finally come upon the planned location, near a beautiful clear river. Irvana declares this is the spot, and starts to strip off her clothes. He looks around and asks what she's doing.. 'taking a bath of course'.. as he follows suit, stripping his clothes, she walks over to a high point and jumps into the slowly moving water.
when he gets to the ledge he looks down, and the water is so clear he can see her beautiful body and breasts bouyant beneath the surface. "well, you coming in? she taunts?"
He smiles, and leaps off, and when he hits the water, it's so cold it's like ice daggers into his body. He starts flailing his arms to bring himself to the surface, howling, "awwwwwww, whhy didn't you t-t-tell me it's so c-c-cold?!??!!?"
"Cold? You find this water cold?" She swam over to him, grasping him tightly, "here, let me warm you up."
Her body felt nice, but it really wasn't helping him. "No, I na-na-need, to ge-ge-get out." He pushed futility against her grasp a few times, before she finally shrugged and let him free. His hands were burning, his feet were burning, and he felt like he could hardly breathe as he flailed his arms in the water to get to shore. He barely crawled onto the sand before he collapsed.
"Sorry lover, I had no idea humans were so sensitive to chilly water," she said as she slowly swam towards him. She stopped a short distance away, still submerged up to her neck. She dipped her head, and scrubbed her hair as clean as she could, then scrubbed the rest of her body, especially her butt and groin. He watched her scrubbing herself not out of interest, but because his body was still burning and tingling so much from the experience he could hardly move. Though his attention certainly perked up with she stood up, water spraying from her hair as she tossed it, and dripping from her arms and breasts. Her nipples were incredibly erect, drawing his attention immediately, especially as she crouched down to him in the sand.
"I've never seen lips quite that shade of purple, I think we should warm you up. She reached a hand out, and when he took it, he found himself hoisted first to his feet, then up into a side carry. He was still shivering so much that even with their naked bodies pressed together, his crotch didn't even stir. At first her skin felt cold, but by the time they reached the piles of clothing and supplies, he was hugging her tightly for warmth. She didn't bother with her travel tunic, but instead just wrapped her fur long coat around both of them, and sat on a large rock,...
???
Training (to please women , aka Yonta)
after she constructs a lean-to that was small to her, but huge to him, she starts to talk about her plans for the trondleheim. Where she wants a grand room. Where she's going to get rocks for the chimney.
He watches her work tirelessly for a few days, chopping, hauling, preparing.. he offers to help, but he really can't do much. Each night she's exhausted from the work and sleeps quickly.
After she completes some notable section, she takes it easy for a day.. she has to let the roofing cure.... She gets frisky in the evening, and they have silly humping sex. She comments how much faster it would be going if she had let Yonta come, but she really needed him alone. (Why?) Because I need to teach you how to really please a woman. (Ohh? You didn't seem to be complaining earlier) That was fun, but Yonta is faithful to me because she wants me, and she'll want you too if you learn to please her the way i do. (and how is that?) First, you need to make it more of a game, more unexpected. And second, you need to use your mouth, like I do for her.
... he's awkwardly embarassed, but she's undeterred. She explains the basic concepts, making him use her pinky knuckle as a dummy.. She gives him pointers and instructions, reminding him that his mouth is smaller, so he'll need to really take it in and use some force. After a bit, she thinks he's ready to try the real thing.. and gets into position for him to go down on her. "go ahead"
she talks him through every moment, getting him to experiment a little (sucking, biting), until she finally gets him doing the right kind of motions. Then she starts complimenting him and enjoying it, and panting while telling him to draw it out, take it slow. When he does, she starts to really enjoy it, and then she has to resist shoving his face into her clit... she pants and writhes as she feels it building, until she finally explodes in another climax, gasping.
(how did I do?) For your first time? Good. Really good. You're going to win over Yonta easily. And as for me, let's say you just got even more important to take care of.
??? They wake in the morning, and head for home, the start of the trondleheim completed
Chaos at the village
Yonta finds them before they reach the village, and is in near hysterics. The elder council from a neighboring tribe heard there was a human kept alive among them, and forbids it. Human's have silver tongues, and can twist the mind of a giant. If one is allowed, more will follow, and soon they will all be under a human spell. They demand to see this human (making clear they intend to kill him).
Irvana hands him off to Yonta, tells her to take him back to their trondleheim, reminding her the way, and asking him if he can help her find it. Get there as fast as you can, and no matter what, stay there. I will join you when I can, but if I don't, fear the worst and either keep him there, or return him to the humans. Then Irvana kisses and says a goodbye to her love, and descends into the village.
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As soon as she enters the council chambers, she's identified. (there she is! there is the one with the human pet!) / The visiting elder speaks up, "i have heard quite a tale. that you keep a human man safe. That he's not feed-stock but some kind of entertaining companion. I should like to meet this human. / What is it to you what animals I keep as pets. Would you demand to meet my pigs and sheep and wolves as well? / "That depends. Do your pigs and sheep and wolve lie with you at night? Do you deny the urges of your brethren for the pigs and the sheep? You are a woman of the village, I will not allow you to deny your suitors to lie with a human man." / "Ohh, so that's what has placed in a thorn in your mind. You think this little insignificant human-pet is my sexual partner? That I'm fucking him? Him and his little cock smaller than an acorn?" She slaps her leg and laughs, goading others in the room to laugh.
"When his village had a famine, and had no grain to give, they offered him as tribute instead. I almost discarded him in the forest, but I thought it would promote peace to accept their tribute, and that I might learn something about the humans by keeping him. So I do keep him as a pet, much like the children of our village often take rabbits and goats as pets. We teach them the cycle of life, to be kind to animals and the forest and it will provide, and sometimes they become fond of them. Then we teach them to hunt and eat those same animals. I certainly am guilty of taking the weak creature under my wing, for he has even less ability to survive on his own in the forest than a simple rabbit. However, the idea that he's my sexual partner or lover is absurd. Though perhaps it's not so distant a thought if you yourself put your cock into pigs and cows. Tell me, do you forsake our own to fuck animals?"
"What? That's preposterous. Never. How dare you accuse me of coveting the beast. I have three wives back at home, and I've bed two women since i've been here. I will take any that I want."
"Ohh, is that what this is about then? You heard of a woman daring enough to take a human pet, and you wanted to meet her, to subdue her? Well, I will say this. Your cock holds no desire for me, but it is not for the reason you think. It is quietly well known in my village, that I prefer to lie with women. She looked around the room, challenging her peers to nod in agreement. "Yonta is my partner. I know it is not so common among our kind, but my village supports us. Surely you heard that Yonta is the most desired woman in the region. Keeping her unpaired, occasionally sharing a man together keeps everyone happy and avoids fighting over her or me. Surely you can see the sense in that. Did you lie with her?" She looked for a sign in his eyes and saw none. "No then, well, perhaps on your next visit, for the new moon has lured her into the forest on a vision quest. And if you come back with more respect and less distain for the types of rabbits and pigs and humans i keep as pets, maybe I'll lie with you as well."
"Woman, you overstep your place. I will take you wherever and whenever i want. I demand you bring the human here, now, and your Yonta too."
"You sound quite angry, but you shouldn't be. Because we are the same you and I. We both covet a woman's touch, we both love her warmth, her softness. The difference is, I also possess all those qualities. I'm more satisfied by my own body than by any man i've ever met. So let me ask this. When I'd prefer to lie and touch myself, and my sexy Yonta, over your burly muscles and thick cock, do you see how proposteros your accusations are about my human pet?
"He is an entertainment. A fascination. What girl hadn't dreamed of having a rabbit that could talk, make jokes, be trained to understand us. That is what he is to me. A treasured pet, like your favorite dog. I would not ask you to give up yours, and you shall not ask me to give up mine. Well, you can ask, but I will refuse you. And if you don't like it, you can talk to the many men in this village who lie with us, charish us, even covet us." She looked around the room for support, "Ortal? Would you be so kind as to stand and show your strength to this aggressor of mine."
Ortal grumbled, then stood, all fifteen burly feet of him. Irvana was impressively tall and strong for a giant woman, but next to Ortal she looked small. She leaned in to whisper, "defend me. Defend my right to keep my human pet. Make this misguided creten crawl back to his village. And when Yonta returns you can have us both of us for a night... no, two nights."
"Do you think me a fool, woman? There are too many whispers of the way you treat the human. I know not what he is to you, but he is no silly pet. I will defend you, but for that you will give me something real. I want you to be mine, but I know I would never be yours, so instead I'll offer you a bargain. From now on, once per moon, you will both accept my advance, and we will lie together. And when we do, you will not merely stoke Yonta's fire, but satisfy me as well. Offer me this, and I will drive this challenge away, let you continue your secret games, and place your peculiar man pet under my personal protection. The visitor started to grumble and rise but Ortal held his hand out, immediately rebuking him.
Irvana squirmed at how much he had asked for. One night was nothing, but he was asking for a binding on their future. Yet in return, he also offered much more than she expected. With Ortal protecting her Urta, noone in the village would dare touch him. And wasn't that worth it? She had only seconds to decide, and she hoped she was making the right choice. "I submit. Keep up the bartain, and you shall have what you have requested, and more." She felt her heart sink a little bit at the words, for she was not only committing herself, but Yonta as well. Not that Yonta didn't sleep with Ortal frequently anyway. She doubted she would mind the act, but neither of them liked to be controlled, to be obligated. In this moment, she didn't feel she had any better choice.
"Wize council member," Ortal began with a large boasting voice, "It seems you have been mis-informed about your authority here. Irvana, Yonta, and even her little man-pet, belong to our village, my village. They are under *my* personal protection. I do not come to your village demanding your wives, demanding your women. Look around. We are a young and able group, with many strong men, all of which follow me. So when I say you will stop your accusations and aggression against Irvana, my words should be heard with the full force of -their- blades." He waved his hand in a grand circle, and the men in the room nodded and grumbled in support, those with weapons out clanking them on the floor.
"I have no wish to quarrel with you. In fact, I indulgently host my honored guest. I have served up two of our women, and I invite you to have them another night, feast of our food and wine, to refresh you for your journey home in the morning." As he spoke, he was jovial, and rising his arms in invitation of a joyous feast, while simultaneously approaching him. When he got close, the man tried to stand, but Ortal pressed firmly into his shoulder, forcing him in his seat. The leader's guard stirred, but Ortal held out his hand, reminding them both that his gesture meant no harm, and giving them a moment to realize how gravely out numbered they were.
Ortal stared down into the smaller giant's eyes. "...And if this does not satisfy you, then tomorrow we shall -all- leave for your village, inspect your most beautiful women, make similarly outrageous demands of your property, and make clear to your village the oversteps which brought us to your door. But I know we are both the same, tired of journeys in the forest, of needless conflict. I would much prefer to see you off, and stay here to indulgently enjoy the company of my friends and the softness of my women, and let you return to do this same. Don't you agree that is the better course?"
The visiting giant's eyes burned, the aggression in him wanted to stand and fight just to prove his point, even if it meant his death. However, he could see he had mis-calculated how important this woman was to the tribe, and he didn't want to bring on bloodshed that he was surely to be consumed in. Then he would be dead, and his wives and sons would belong to another. If not this Ortal, than another in his village, one of his rivals.
"I see why your people follow you, Ortal. You are a wise council member. I do believe the copious amount of spirits and the indulgence of your hospitality got the better of me. I meant only to share my concerns, that once, in a distant past, human were allowed among us.. WHen they were, their silver tongues, and mischievous wit sewed conflict, and their belief in pious Gods challenged our pleasures and way of life. In the end, we slaughtered them all, before we lost not only our way of life, but our very sanity. You would be wise to be careful keeping even one among you."
"Thank you, friend, for this wisdom from our past. I will be sure to heed it. I believe this matter is now settled, and to be sure there are no mistakes, tonight you will retire to your room, accompanied by a woman to urge your sleep, and I will post a guard at your door to prevent any mis-understandings." Ortal pressed hard into his shoulder, making it clear his word was final. Then he burst upwards, throwing his hands in the air, "and now, let us return to feasting!" He twirled once, dexterously for one who was so big, and ended up with his arm around Irvana, coaxing her to move with him.
"You shall have no more trouble from him. He knows his village can not resist us, and none of us longs for bloodshed." When they reached the wall of the council hut, he pulled her deeply into his loins. "I confess, I'm glad you stopped me from killing your man-pet on sight, for now he's brought me good fortune as well." He held her hip with one hand, and lifted his other up to feel the weight of her breast. "There is no other in the village who stirs me as much as you, Irvana. And while I have too much pride to take a wife who loves another, what you have offered me will soften the blow."
"Was that me offering?" She retorted, playfully. "It felt more like you demanding. Though I consider it a win as well, for pleasuring you once a moon might be preferable to rebuking you twice a day." She delivered her jest with a serious enough tone that even as it brought him to laughter, he would understand the line she had drawn. She reached her hand up into his crotch, feeling his erection. Having spent so much recent time handling her Urtal, it felt absolutely massive. "Is tonight to be your first payment? I did not lie earlier, Yonta is far in the forest, so you'd only have me."
"You are all I ever wanted. Though do you have to call it a -payment-? Can't you give me at least the illusion of enjoyment? I see the way you look at the little human-pet with such endearing fondness. I've put him under my protection, does that count for nothing?"
"You're right, I'm sorry. I'm very grateful," she said, rubbing his crotch. "And I'm going to show you how grateful I am. But it won't change how I *feel*." She reached a hand into his pants, grabbing the bare skin of his cock. "I can have fun with this, but it won't excite me, not without Yonta around. That's not because of you, it's because of how the Gods made me. Understand?"
She wasn't really expecting an answer as she kept stroking him. His expression and stance changing, showing the tension it created, as he squeezed harder on her left tit. She found it sort-of comical, that even though she wasn't attracted to him, and he knew she didn't want him, that her trivial touch would put him under such a spell. Men were so easily manipulated that way. "I have an idea," she declared. "How about I put you in my mouth right here, in front of the tribe, in front of -him-?"
"He-Here? Now?" He was startled, partially because his plan was working much faster than he expected, and partially because public sex in the hall was normally an invitation for everyone to join in, and normally only happened when everyone was really really drunk.. which he certainly was not. He also had another concern.
"We both know," she leaned in close, whispering, "that taking you in my mouth is a very submissive act." She kept stroking him, conspicuously enough that anyone who looked could see exactly what was happening. "They'll all think you own me. That the woman who refuses them, that refuses all men, is submitting to you. Which in a way I am, but only for the secret bargain of which they will never know. And I'll make it a good show. I want them to be uncomfortable about how long it goes on, how much stamina you have. I'll help you last, and even when you finish, don't reveal it, and I'll keep going. And the whole time you can look around and watch their envy, their respect, and even a little anger, that they are not you."
"You are more seductive and devious than any woman in the village. You are like a man inside a woman's skin, maybe that's why you favor her instead of me." He felt her grasp his hand, lifting it to her mouth, and watched her seductively suck on his finger. It made him hurt, that he could want her this bad, and she could feel so little for him, possibly nothing at all, but at the moment he didn't care. He just nodded, and she smiled, and sank to her knees, peeling away the fabric layers to expose his massive erection.
As the soft sensations started, he looked about. Most who noticed what was going on didn't seem to care, but a couple were very intently watching. Iren, the young awkward one who would chase any girl who looked his way; and of course XYZ, from the visiting village. Surprisingly, more women than men were looking his way, the gleam in their eye seeming jealous or envious. As if they wished they could be in her place. Most of the unclaimed in the village would snap at the chance to be his wife, and so it was quite ironic that he feelings feel so hard on the one who didn't want any man.
Something felt unusually good, and he looked down to see her hair tossing as she twisted her lips around him. For being into women, she certainly knew how to handle a man. He suddenly became aware of his awkward posture, and tried to settle into the wall, tried to act casual, as if this was all his plan. One of the barmaids walked near, linking eyes with him giving him a sultry curl of her lip. Was she impressed? Did she desire him? Whatever it was, it made him feel good.
Irvana was making good on her intent, pleasuring him without the pressure to finish. It was both arousing and relaxing, having her lap away at his cock. For a moment her head turned, she looked up, and they linked eyes. The expression on her face was puzzling. It wasn't passion. It was playful. She was just having fun, playing a game. A social game for all to see. Though her lack of sexual interest didn't seem to impair her skill, as he felt a deep shudder run through him and grabbed at her head to stop her.
Irvana felt him get a little too close before it even happened, so she was prepared when he grabbed her. She stopped her tongue, and gently brushed her hand to confirm she knew it was too much for him. She let her tongue off him, her lips barely touching him, as she resumed moving her head as if she was hard at work. This was a show after all, and she made it a good one - looking like she was tirelessly sucking his manhood, while secretly barely brushing and teasing it.
Ortal didn't find her new patterns any less arousing, but they were much easier to handle, to keep at bay. Again he looked around the room. The neighboring chief had already taken his leave, and many in the hall were coupled and kissing or fondling. Apparently their sexual display had encouraged others. Then just as he was getting pulled back into the sensations, Rolo, his best friend, appeared in front of him, as if from nowhere.
"I have to hand it to you, brother," Rolo started, "that was bold. Sending that aging windbag packing while becoming the envy of the tribe at the same time." They were such good friends, that the conversation wasn't that unusual. They'd had sex in the same room and even shared partners more times than either of them could count. "Though you and I both know she loves Yonta. This was her idea, wasn't it?" As soon as he said it, he felt a sharp jab on his leg from Irvana, confirming his suspicion.
He reached down and grabbed her head firmly but not roughly, getting her attention, "You're a smart woman, smarter than any other, perhaps." He remained looking at Ortal, but he knew she could hear him clearly enough, "Know this. Ortal is my brother, and his words are my words. You, Yonta, and your man-pet are under my protection as well... but if you hurt him, if you cross him, I will gut you all if it will drown out even the smallest bit of his sorrow." Then he let her go and leaned against the wall next to Ortal, so the hall could see his support.
Irvana had a new satisfaction as she gave the cock-toy a few laps of her tongue. Hours ago she had been hiding and worried about her love for her human-pet, but now they were all under the protection of not one but two of the fiercest warriors in her village, without being claimed, without being owned. She wondered for a moment the bargain would end up including Rolo as well, but decided it didn't matter. They knew she loved Yonta, accepted it. If the price of living openly with her lovers was toying with two man-cocks once a month, she'd gladly pay it, and Yonta would welcome it. She applied her lips firmly, stroking his length with her tongue pressing hard, then using the tip just tickle him, like Yonta told her to.
Ortal's head a little dizzy. She'd been sucking his cock long enough for half the hall to empty out, so when he felt the pressure increase, his inner urgency grew quickly. It might have been awkward having Rolo standing by his side, winking at the younger barmaids as they walked by, had he even bothered to notice. Instead he put his hands on her head as he felt the pressure building more, and more, and more. Whatever she was doing felt amazing, but wasn't bringing him to climax, it was bringing him to madness. He grabbed into the wall on one side, and Rolo on the other side, as he felt his legs getting weak and failed to restrain a gasp and a moan, "Uhhhhh."
Irvana gave him another solid minute or two of torture, as she felt him writhing and losing composure, then she clamped hard and started thrusting. It only took seconds to cause his climax, and she tasted the sweet salty juice flowing into her mouth. It was ironic too, as a woman who prefered women, that she never minded the taste of the male serum. She sucked and swallowed, lickingn up every last bit he could put out, before slowly stopping, and taking her place opposite Rolo, as Ortal put his male junk back into his garments.
"Your talents are impressive," Rolo complimented, nodding to her, "and by that I'm mostly referring to your social maneuvering. I wagered your human-pet would be dead in days, and here you have a compact allowing you not only to keep him, but to stop hiding your love for your woman. I commend you, and for the record, I have always supported you and Yonta. We should all be able to choose our loves. I hope one day I have a woman who can deliver anything like what happened here tonight."
Irvana felt warmth at everything he said. Rolo was one of the few men who never chased them, never taunted them, had never slept with them, and now she knew why. He accepted them. "I find your words touching, and since you have so graciously extended your protection as well, I find it only fair to extend you our gratitude in return. If Ortal will allow it," she looked to him and he nodded, "you may lie with us once a moon. However, not tonight. Tonight was for Ortal alone."
"As tempting and gracious as your offer is, supporting my dearest friend is all the reward I need. Besides, I love him too much for him to watch you pleasure another man, especially me. Such a twisted set of desires the Gods have given us."
"Don't be silly," Ortal scolded, wrapping his huge arms around them both, "I love you both, there is no jealousy among us. And while I certainly make no secret of my attraction for Irvana, I also know I will never be hers and she will never be mine...."
"And don't forget," Irvana chimed in, "Yonta genuinely likes men, and is tenfold more -talented- than I. And I seem to remember her being excessively curious about you, Rolo. She's away in the forest, but when she returns, I will be sure she finds you." She smirked and winced her eyes, and noticed Rolo smile slightly. He didn't need to say anything, she only wanted to seed the thoughts into his head. She linked arms with Ortal, "and now for you, my handsome and strapping protector, while our show is over, i promised you an entire night, so take me to your bed."
"As you command, my dangerous and devious companion," he jested, leaning down, and picking her up over his shoulder.
She let out a little yelp, as she was strong and thick enough not many men in the village could pick her up at all, let alone so easily. Then as she was carried to the door, she looked at Rolo, who smiled back at her, and she felt warm for having found something other than possessiveness and conflict among these two men.
Irvana suggests that they need to keep him out of the village. Her little stunt may have staved off the outsiders, but there are those in the village who will be curious, especially women. And Urta can't defend himself from even the youngest of girls.
Yonta needs to take him to the Trondlheim, keep him safe, and make some building progress, if she can.
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Yonta and Urta traveling... (feeding)
..... Yonta is very different than Irvana... she straps mim to her chest, where he jostles along with her sizable breasts.
.... the first night is the first time they've really 'talked', and Yonta tries to explain the delicate dance her and Irvana play in the village with the other men... casually interjecting that they would certainly kill him if they knew how Irvana felt about him. They finally huddle up for sleep, with Urta hugged into her warm breasts.
... In the morning, he wakes to warm liquid dribbling on him, and notices her nipples are leaking onto him. At first it seems weird, but then he's curious, and tries a little with his finger, and finds it surprisingly tasty. Nothing like cow's milk, much more sweet, and somehow satisfying. He lies there for a few minutes, watching the milk form on her nipple, and he puts his hand under it to catch and taste more of it. By the third handful he's licking his fingers as best he can to get all of it, when he feels Yonta stirring.
"Morning little one," she offers, rustling his hair, and putting together the scene. Him licking his fingers, the white dribbles down his cheek, and the signs of her milk letting down onto him. "Ha ha," she giggles, "getting started early on breakfast, I see."
"No, I uh, I was just," Urta turned beet red, not knowing what to say. How could he explain that he was drinking her milk, that he actually liked it?
"I'm teasing. I should have warned you. This time of year, when I get lots of attention from the boys, they get a little over-active and my milk comes in, so I'm overflowing a little. It hurts if it builds up too much, so I usually help wet-nurse the babies in the village, and when there are no babies, there is a strapping young man who gets turned on by it and helps me out. So it doesn't bother me that you took a taste. You can try some more if you like. Anything you don't drink I just have to squeeze out anyway. How was it?"
"I only had tiny bit. I've never tasted a woman's milk before. Well, I mean, obviously I did as a baby, but I don't remember. It was not what I expected. It was sweeter, and warmer, quite nice actually." As if on cue, she lifted her huge tit, offering the ready to drip nipple to him. "Really? I wouldn't mind another little taste, if you don't think it's too weird." He hardly finished the sentence when he found the gorged nipple landing in his mouth. He immediately tasted the sweet creamy drip, and after licking the dribble, he pursed his lips tightly, and sucked hard, a little too hard, his mouth immediately filled and overfilled with the warm juice. He struggled to swallow, and took a softer suck, getting a gloriously creamy mouth full of the sweet liquid. He braced his hands on her breast, and sucked two more deep mouthfuls before it dawned on him that he was being fed like a baby at her giant tit and he got a peculiar chill down his spine. He suddenly pulled away, milk sloppily dribbling out of his mouth, and down his chest.
"Awww, I think you like it. Why'd you stop? It's much more pleasant to feed you than to press it out on my own. I can make it worth your while." She reached a finger between his legs, caressing his mild arousal. "Come on, it felt good didn't it? Sucking on my big puffy nipple." She dangled it in front of his lips, another bead of milk forming.
He felt another chill run through his spine, and he wasn't sure if it was fear or excitement. He could feel himself getting rock hard as her finger pressed between his legs, and some part of him desperately wanted to do it. He gave in, letting his lips find her nozzle, latching on and sucking the warm sweet drink into his mouth. First he savored it, then he swallowed then he started getting into the rhythm of sucking and swallowing right down his throat. Just as he was getting into the groove, he felt her pull away.
"Mmmm, that's really nice. It's actually a relief to have some of that milk out, but i need you to save some room for the other side." Without missing a beat, she offered up the opposite nipple, and resumed gently stroking his erection.
It was a weird sensation, holding her giant breast and suckling like a baby, while she stimulated him sexually. His mind felt like it was doing backflips, trying to reconcile pre-programmed muscle memory with arousal and desire. Though before he could make sense of it all, he felt his stomach growing full, and wanted to stop. He pushed at her tit, and only managed to force more flow out of it. He finally couldn't take any more and turned his head, causing milk to spray into his cheek and face and hair. "Sorry," he panted, "that's too much, i'm over-full."
"Ohh right, you have such a small belly. You're probably only a quarter the weight of a giant baby. Well, I appreciate the effort, and it'll save us for foraging for nuts and berries for you to eat. You're welcome to more whenever you want.
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as they hiked through the forest, with him strapped to her chest, the smell of her chest and her milk became increasingly distracting. He tried to just ignore it at first, thinking about something else, but the more he tried the more he couldn't. Then she started to leak again, and it was all he could think about.
Finally he broke down, and squrmed himself into a position to take a taste, catch a dribble. Then he licked the excess free, and before he knew it, he was gently mouthing and sucking at her, letting the warm sweet liquid coat his mouth and throat.
Yonta looked down, pleased in a strange way seeing her little passenger suckling away at her. It was strange having a little human-pet, who at times felt more fragile than a baby, and at other times felt more arousing than a strapping giant.
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Two days later, they finally reached the trondleheim.
??? yonta is impressed with the work irvana did. takes inventory of some new things she can do, and goes to work making it more cozy.
Yonta takes him to the freezing cold river, and while she strides into the water like the cold is barely a factor, he stays by the shore, daintily scrubbing himself but trying to keep from submerging. she laugh at him a little for it.
that night Yonta asks him about human women, which leads to a sad conversation about his wife. Then she asks frank questions about what it's like to live with giant women. some of them are just curiosity, and then she turns to seduction, quizzing and "testing" him about what turns him on. Which he feels awkward, so he turns it around into what turns her on about having a human around, and she is more than excited to tell (and show) him what excites her about dominating a human-pet. (knowing he needs her for survival, that he's dependent on her advances, her choices, when he tells a story about a human who wronged him - knowing she could easily crush that person gives her a rush, but mostly it's that he fits into their threesome. she and Irvana are in love, and giant men always try to get between them, but he's like the glue that brings them closer together.)
the conversation allows them to bond, and they have more of a sensual moment,
Another two days later, Irvana shows up....
she recaps the story of the new bargain... but that she expects more challenges from neighboring villages now that they know they are protecting a human pet.
they talk about 'keeping him safe' as if he's not there.. about how they could keep him at the trondleheim, doing rotations, etc etc
After lots of discussion, Urta pretends to sleep, watching the two women make love to each other by firelight.
When they think Urtal is asleep, Irvana challenges Yonta about the mother's milk (you've been feeding him, havn't you).... (yes, well.. i thought he could benefit from being a little stronger.) / (we're not even supposed to know about the mother's flower. you need to stop, before you get us into a huge amount of trouble. It's enough that we're using it to make me bigger and stronger.)
Urtal watches Irvana deeply feed off Yonta's breasts.
Irvana does the hard labor of building the Trondlheim, while Yonta mostly frolicks and entertains Urta.
Urta is constantly trying to feed off her, knowing it will make her bigger, and while she likes the sensation, she's always try to deny him.
Irvana takes a few days to visit the village, and restock some supplies.
While gone, Urta eventually challenges Yonta 'why won't you let me drink? i'm getting bigger from the milk, aren't i!?"
Yonta gags his mouth and looks to see if Irvana heard them. "you must never utter those words again. If Irvana knew you knew, I don't know what even she would do. What i've done is strictly forbidden. No-one must know.
When Irvana returns, she explains of a civil war starting between the villages over the 'human pet'. Ortal can't protect them anymore.
We either have to live here, in exile, or send him back to his human village.
Irvana wants to live in exile, or maybe recruit one or two and start a new village. Yonta talks her off the ledge. Love is not supposed to tear apart our lives, it's supposed to make it better. Maybe it's time to take let him go, time to take him home. Irvana cries.
They walk back into the Trondlheim in a somber tone. Urta asks what's wrong, and Irvana cries while Yonta explains. There is war, and they can't live in this fantasy anymore. To keep him safe, they have to send him home. They will drop him close to his human village.
Urtal gathers up his things, and grabs some leaves of the mothers flower and hides them in his clothes.
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After two days journey, there is another very teary moment where Irvana declares how much she loves him, and how if there was any other way, she would choose it. That maybe one day their tribes will change, and she can come back for him.
Jacob's return is heralded, and people are surprised... not only that he's back at all, but that he's now a strapping 6'3". He gets some extra attention from the ladies. The elders say his house has been claimed, but for now he can use the hunter's lodge out by the river. And if it doesn't suit him, they will provide help building a new house in the village. He confesses that the lodge out by the river will be great, he's spent a year in the forest, some time to adjust will do him good. They agree.
He takes the long hike to the hunter's lodge, holding and looking at the flower, thinking about where he might have seen it before. He also looks for it on the ground by the path, but it's obviously not any ordinary flower.
Then he remembers the location of the tribute to the giants, near the waterfall. It was normally covered in flowers, but when he went there in place of the village tribute, it was bare. Had Irvana picked them all? He looked around, orienting where it was from there, and took off, sprinting through the forest.
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He was incredibly winded when he heard the rushing waterfall, and about to collapse when he reached it. All around him were the unmistakable beds of the secret 'mother's flower'. He took the dried petals out of his pocket to check, but he already knew. This was it. He found a good spot, and started picking and picking, gently stacking the flowers in his hand. After he had enough to make a royal wedding bouquet, he decided he better stop before it was too noticable that someone had picked them. He went back through, pulling the grounded stems and making sure there was no obvious break in the shape of the flower bed, before finally heading back for home.
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Inside, he was surprised to find two of the youngest women from the village (5'5") (pic pic pic pic pic pic ), they seemed more like girls to him.
"Hello Jacob, we came to be regaled by your stories of living with the giants!" Then she looked at the oversize collection of flowers in his hand, "were you out picking flowers? Is there someone you're courting? Those are quite unusual."
"Ohh no, these are just, for some medicine." He quickly stashed his collection, hoping they hadn't recognized they were the flowers from the forbidden falls. Likely they had never been there before.
.....then the girls start overtly flirting with him..
They beg him to tell him what it was like living with the giants. Was he kept in a cage? Was he harmed? "They certainly fed you well". Where you in the care of men or women? Tell us something...
He tries to tell the most watered down version of being cared for by the female giant who collected him from the tribute, how she saved him from the council and kept him safe. Eventually, there was conflict in the tribe over having humans among them, so she decided it safer to bring him him.
"Sounds like she really cared about you." They teased. "Did you love her?" He gets a bit teary.
The other girl comes to his rescue, "don't torture him XYZ. They obviously cared for each other. I'm sorry for her, Jacob. It must have been hard to return home. we're here to make that easier. We remember you from when you left, when you lost your widow."
reminded of his dead bride, he tries to wind up the conversation and send them away....
.. but they get frank with him.... the men of the village just have sex with them for sport, and that's gentle compared to what will happen to them if the kings guard's decide they are pretty enough to be taken to the king. "please let us stay with you. we'll do whatever you ask, gather, cook, and you can sleep with the both of us every night. we just want a good man to look after us."
...he calms them down, and agrees they can stay with him, for now. but he's not promising to marry either one of them.
They are quite precocious, and attracted to his unusual size. They seduce him, impressed by the size of his cock, as they take turns riding him.
After, they point out the obvious. that before he lived with the giants, and he was not nearly this tall (or well hung). They ask "what happened", and start pressing him, "if we go live with the giants, will we get bigger? There must be something that happened. Tell us."
They are playfully teasing, about how the three of them can become giants, and make the entire village their slaves.... and how he will be the luckiest man alive... (why is that?) because you'll have the two of us of course. No rules. No gods to fear of. Just two pretty giants riding your cock and bringing you tribute from all the villages around.
.... this goes on for a while, and they squeeze enough response to be encouraged there is something he's hiding, but he doesn't spill the beans.
He journeys into town, and crosses the two girls who joke about how he wants them so much he had to come find them... but he calms them down, and says he has some business with the elders. The girls playfully explain they will be at his house tonight, and make lewd gestures about the sex they will all have.
He reaches the elders, trying to explain that giants are humans, and that the same thing that made him bigger, makes them into giants. He tries to explain a plan to revolt from the giant's tribute, and make their own giant protectors. The elders dismiss this as insanity. (if you can make yourself a giant, why haven't you done so already?) God made them how they are, and nothing can or should change that.
He protests, trying to explain.. begging them to listen, but they dismissing him and forbid him from speaking of this again, to anyone in the village, threat of exile.
outside the two girls accost him.... as they were listening in. they challenge that "we knew you were hiding something. you know the secret of the giants"....
he scolds them.. "if you were listening in, then you also know I was forbidden from speaking of this, to anyone in the village."
he tells them to hush, and come talk about it at his cabin
Back at his cabin, he spends some time stoking the fire, and warming the place, as the girls sit down on his bed, the only cushion in the room.
"you know, this was really meant to be. we heard the elders, they dismissed you as a crazy, but we believe you. we know you changed while you were with them, and we want to change too. We want to be giants. You don't need to convince the elders, when the three of us right here can show them. We all become giants, and then surely they'll listen." / "or we can just make them our slaves. The entire village our slaves."
Jacob shakes his head, "it's not that simple. how will we eat? we'll be exiled from the village.
"if you truly can do what you say, we don't need to fear being exiled. we will have the strength to rule the humans of our village, to demand tribute from them."
"...and if the giants find out what we've done? they'll come after us."
The girls are relentless, "you said it yourself, giants are humans too. How will they know? We could just be giants from a neighboring village. You can teach us their language, you must have learned some of it while with them."
"There was quite a stir among the giants about a human among them, if they find out what I've done, they won't just kill me, they'll kill the ones who saved and kept me, Irvana and Yonta. That is something I couldn't bear."
The girls whisper and giggle to each other, "Couldn't bear? Sounds like you loved them. Tell me, were they your captors, or your lovers?"
"It was complicated."
The girls giggled again, "ohh, i'm sure it was. Sleeping with two giants for a year, only to be thrown back into human civilization. I bet you would do anything to be back with them. And you could be. You know their secret. We become giants together. Make us giants, and we'll swear a blood oath of loyalty to you as our king and husband. We'll do anything you ask, and we mean *anything*." They started to disrobe each other.
????
how does this scene go?
they could tease him with the promise of the future.. they could all become giants, find his lost loves, and start a new village.. or we could rule the humans, turning the village into our slaves.... wanting for nothing.
----
Eventually he confesses the story, which the two girls think is really weird, but they don't care, they're willing to try it. Which surprises him. They ask where they can find the mother's flower, and he confesses he brought a bunch back with him. He pulls out some of it, and gives some to each girl, telling them to eat the flower, massage their breasts twice a day to encourage their milk to come in.
A week later, they come back, and the larger breasted girl is looking plump and starting to lactate, while the other isn't yet. She's upset. Jacob calms her, it's not a race, it can take some time. Then he turned, sitting her on his lap, opening her shirt, and suckling at her nipple, tasting the sweet sweet nectar he missed so much. It was nothing like feeding from Yonta, whose massive breasts would flood his mouth, but it was pleasant. Moments later he felt a slap on his shoulder, "hey, what about me?" He pulled away and looked at the other girl, not understanding. "You're already big enough, *we* want to get bigger."
"Ohh, of course," Jacob figured the little dribbles coming out of here were not enough to matter much, so he gladly urged the girl off his lap. They lied next to each other on his bed, and he watched as one girl suckled at the breast of the other. The whole thing was so sexy it made him rock hard.
And at some point the feeding girl noticed, and waved him over to the bed. "You just going to watch, or you going to fill me up with your half-giant cock, and fuck me?"
After she sucked both tits dry, and the girls both fucked him until they came, they begged for not one, but two doses of flower. "more will make it go faster, right?" He actually didn't know, but he figured he'd find out, and so he gave them each two flowers.
---
Back at the one girls home, her parents were starting to notice she was getting more busty. Her mom wanted to know if she was pregnant, asking her a bevy of questions, especially about who the father would be. Her father told her to pipe down, her girl was just growing into her womanhood, surprised that she even seemed unusally tall. She slumped over, and tried to hide her height.
When she got out of the her house, she ran to the secret meeting spot with her friend, and they both swapped stories giddily... About how their tits are 'definitely bigger', and how they are 'definetly taller'. They then lie in the hay, and proceeded to take turns sucking each other dry.
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A week later, when they showed up at Jacobs, the differences were *not* subtle. The girls were both about 6' tall, and their breasts were plump and firm, as the posed and smirked at the door. "Wow. I'd say it's working. It's working much faster than I expected. Has anyone at the village noticed?"
"Our parents have noticed something. My dad things I'm just growing into my womanhood. We've been trying pretty hard to hide it, meeting in secret to feed every day. We told them we were going to spend a week out in the forest with some boys, so we can buy a little time, but by next week I don't think hiding and lying is going to work anymore."
"You've been feeding every-day?" He asked, surprised both by their story, and by how different it felt to stand next to them now that they were so much closer to his height.
"Of course we have! Once we saw it working, we wanted as much as possible. And now you have us all week, two sexy big girls to play with. Only I hope you have some extra food around, because we're both getting really hungry." She walked to the table, and started chomping at a loaf of bread in a very unladylike way.
The bigger breasted girl seductively approached him, reaching for his crotch, "and plus, we need to feed you some more, or we're going to grow right past you. And you're huge cock isn't going to feel so huge anymore." She pushed him back towards the bed, peeled open his trousers, and grabbed his already reacting member. "This time, you can feed me, then I can feed you." She dropped to her knees, and put her lips to his cock. Her technique was awkward, but stimulating enough that he felt his arousal quickly accelerating.
???
she finishes sucking him off, then feeds him some of her milk, then the two girls turn each other on and start to go at each other, feeding, and sucking clits, and occasionally rubbing him to see if he's ready again.
At some point, one of the girls goes over, and takes six flower leaves, eating three for herself and giving three to the other girl.
(girls ~7'3")
Two days later, one of the girls wakes first, all three of them crammed into his little bed, and realizes her foot is asleep. When she shakes it to wake it up, she realizes it's hanging clear off the bed. She gently reaches over Jacob to shake her friend awake. "XYZ, XYZ, look at this?! We're getting so big!"
The girls are flanking Jacob, and can see that they are clearly larger than him, and not by a little bit. They're each a foot taller than him, or more. They both gasp, their jaws dropping. "Jacob? Little Jacob?" one girl teases, "we have a surprise for you." He finally rouses, and the girl kisses him passionately. "Morning, you sweet thing. I hoped you liked living with the giants, because it looks like you're going to be living with two new giants pretty soon."
Jacob was groggy, his eyes still blinking to clear the blurry film of sleep. He looked at one girl, then the other, not sure what they were talking about. Then XYZ lifted the covers up, and after the shock of cold air wore off, he looked down into the dim space and their naked bodies lying together. That's when he realized what she was trying to say. Her feet were easily a foot below his. He smeared his eyes. No, easily two feet. "Holy crap!" He exclaimed. "Last night we were all the same height, how much bigger did you get in just one night?"
"We're not exactly sure, Jacob. Though I think you're stuck with us, because we're too big to go back into the village. It's so exciting isn't it? Maybe we can become real giants!" Jacob's head was spinning. This was exactly what he thought would happen, what he told the elders would happen, but somehow seeing it was so much more visceral. He felt his cock getting rock hard at the thought of these two girls getting bigger and bigger. "Ohh my," she said, poking his stiffening cock once with her finger, "looks like someone else is getting excited. Wait, does that mean you *like* that we're bigger than you?"
"Uhh, that's complicated. I went to the elders. I tried to make our whole village use the flower, to make us all giants."
"That didn't answer her question," ABC added. "I thought you wanted to be giant to rule over humans, but then you didn't want to feed last night. You're helping us turn into giants, but you want to stay a human don't you? And then what? We keep you as a little man puppet, and let you play on our giant boobies?"
The very idea of being back with a female giant was so exciting he felt his cock stiffen and pulse at the thought. "I said, it's complicated. I spent a year living with two giant women. We were all in love, and of course I liked it. But it wasn't safe for me to stay with them anymore, so they released me back here. They didn't know I knew their secret. They didn't know I took the flower."
"Ohh. You didn't *like* being a man-puppet for the giants, you *loved* it! And when they sent you away, you thought you just find two naive young girls, turn them into giants, and make yourself new giant girlfriends! Ha ha. Well, I'm totally okay with that. Are you okay with that, XYZ?"
(girls ~8'5"') (pic pic pic pic)
A week later, the girls were already almost three feet taller than him, had crushed and discarded the bed, and barely fit on the floor of the hunters cabin.
Their clothes are tatters that barely cover anything.
They decided they better do something about it, so they all went to work.. first making bigger axes, then the girls easily chopped a huge haul of wood, and with Jacob's instruction, were able to make a new cabin that was four times the size in just a couple days.
During the task, the girls are impressed and turned on by their own size and strength....
they also do lots of foraging for nuts and leaves... though they are tired of eating "like rabbits"
their torn clothing barely stays on, until Saral finally tears off her top in frustration... and the girls first complain about it, then laugh about how silly it is for them to bother with tattered clothes... afterall, neither of them feel "cold" anymore.
Afterwords, they taunt him trying to get him to take their milk and become giant, teasing him about how strange it is that he wants to remain so human and weak. They tease about how they can do anything they want to him, he's completely at their mercy..... but don't worry, they will keep their oath, and honor and protect him as their king and husband. Though they lament that it is a serious sacrifice not to have him growing with them to fill them up with a huge giant cock.
??maybe? he tries to explain the giants concept of a 'dildo', the girls having never heard or even conceived of such a thing. they are both reluctant, and curious
for now, they turn to teasing and satisfying him instead
They are shocked at their own size, about twice as tall as him, and how light he feels, how much smaller their new big house seems, and how hungry they have become. They are also nearly naked, wearing only loincloths, as their tops tore free long ago. Yet they are not bothered by the cold or the elements.
They decide they need some animals to roast, and while Jacob suggests how they could catch/trap them, the girls don't want to waste any time with that when they can just take them from the village stocks. Jacob thinks it's not a good idea, but they are not listening. They cut their hair, and put mud paint on their faces to make them look more like giants, and head off towards the village... Jacob tries to insist they not go, but their oath to him ends at telling them they can't eat.
On the way to the village, they pass the small hunter's cabin, marveling at how small it is, and one of them leans into the wall and accidentally caves the whole cabin in, landing on it. The two of them simply laugh at the damage.
At the village, humans stare and point and hide.. most of them never having seen a giant in person, let alone naked, let alone coming right up to the village. The girls whisper to each other about how weirdly small everything looks. Then they take an animal in each hand, two cows and two lambs, and stride off back towards their new home.
---
When they return, Jacob is waiting pensively in front of a fire he made.... he notices the animals they are carrying, and the blood running down one of their legs. "What happened to your leg? Did they fight back?"
"Ohh that?" the girls giggle, "no, that was just an accident. I sat on the hunter's cabin. Let's just say nobody will be keeping warm there anymore."
The girls toss the obviously dead animals down on the ground, and start grabbing wood to make the fire bigger.
-----
hours later, the animals have been roasted and eaten, and the girls fingers and faces are messy with meat grease. They need to wash up, so Lynn scoops Jacob onto her hip and they head for the river.
On the way, he's mesmerized by Lynn's breast, and she can feel his erection poking her side. They start making fun of him for it... how 'hard' it must be to be around giant breasts all the time.. (and other puns?)
They reach the river, and start bathing, making fun of and manhandling jacob....
They hear the sounds of horses and armor and quickly hush, as they hear them coming closer and closer. They whisper to each other.. First guessing that it's the king's messengers, then about what they should do. Jacob reminds them that Giants are not supposed to be this far into the kingdom outside of tribute - it could strain the peace or bring on war. The girls think he's overreacting, two giant girls taking a bath? Hardly a sign of war. We can always just ask them to join us... and if they won't, it's not like they can run from us.
Jacob decides that however it goes, it's better that he's not seen, so he drifts behind Lynn, and hides in and under her hair.
In a few minutes, two knights from the middle kingdom show up at the waters edge, first they inspect the girl's oversize loincloths curiously, then they reach the water's edge and see the oversize female heads.
The girls wave casually, as the knights reach for their swords. "Boys, boys. No need to be alarmed. We mean no harm. We're just here taking a bath. We have no weapons. You just ruffled through the only clothes we brought with us."
The knights look back at the cloth, realizing they were just handling giant female loincloths. "These are the human lands," one of the knights declares sternly. "Our king demands you stay in the outlands, except during the summer solstice to collect tribute. I'm afraid we'll have to report this violation."
??
some kind of hilarity ensues with the naked giants standing up out of the water, asking to be 'spanked', or even 'raped' like they might a human maiden.
?? in the end they somehow embarrass the knights, and send them packing...
They are too big to stay in the human lands, but they can't just stroll into giant lands.
Jacob has the idea that they travel to the trondheim built by his giant lovers. After some comical explanation of what that exactly means, they agree it's probably not a bad idea. They ask if he's sure he knows the way, and he's pretty sure. They talk about how many days journey... (for a human, probably a week, but Irvana brought him back to the village in a little over two days)
Lynn thinks they should leave for it right now. It's not like they have any belongings.
Jacob just wants to make one stop on the way. (to collect more mother's flower, at the secret waterfall)
he takes them up-river, until they get there, and the two girls eyes are huge at the sight of all the flower... knowing with all this flower they could make giants out of their entire village. Jacob has to calm them down. If they pick too much, the giants will surely notice. So he carefully harvests a collection of the flower near the edge, trying to make it look like none is missing at all.
(girls ~13') (pic pic pic pic)
After two days journey, they can hear a river, and reach a clearing, and can see the trondheim. It looks dark, with no smoke from the chimney, so they frollic across the field, and wash up in the river, before excitedly checking out the impressive building.
Inside it's been decorated quite a bit since they last came, and there are even some giant clothes, which they put on and appreciate.
They tease Jacob about the huge bed, and how terrible it must have been being dragged here by his giant lovers to have sex. Tell us, how many times did you climax in these walls?
"what?!" he's shocked and embarrassed... as the girls come onto him
after much teasing, they satisfy him, and then they notice the stone 'dildo' that he tried to explain to them before.... and they both have quite an exciting time trying it out
--
The next day Jacob explains how the giants would spear-fish in the river, and gather vegetables not far away, and later they have the first reasonable meal they've had in a very long time.
The two girls explain that this place is wonderous, and they never want to leave. They tease Jacob, asking if he can handle being over-sexed and over-fed by two giant sex slaves?
Lynn them begs him to join them, use the flower and her milk to become a giant..... Saral scolds that she just wants a giant cock to ride. / "what's wrong with that!?"
"Do not move!" Jacob hears in the giant's tongue.
Under moonlight, they are awakened by two fierce looking warriors with spears at the ready.
Lynn and Saral freak out. Naked and defenseless, they cower in the bed.
Jacob immediately recognizes the attackers. Irvana and Yonta. He greets them, and explains it is he, "Urtal."
"Jacob?" Irvana asks, puzzled, finally recognizing him in the moonlight. "Ohh, Jacob. Why have you come back? And who are these two giants? Did they capture you?"
"Not exactly, let me explain."
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"I told you, you never should have fed him," Irvana scolded Yonta.
"How was I to know a little bit of my milk would reveal everything?
???
? they talk about what to do ?
?? kill the human giants ???
?? jacob strongly resists. they can't go around killing people. why can't they just all stay there in the trondheim ??
?? maybe Ortal is on his way for his monthly romp with the two of them ???
?? they can hide Jacob until he leaves, but what about the two giant humans ??
?? jacob suggests that they'll gladly entertain Ortal. they've sworn an oath to him. he could even send them back to the village with him ?
?? the giants don't believe him... those two are taking orders from you? Our little Urtal?
?? when they came to me, they were young girls being passed around by men in the village for fun, and worried for the next time the kings soldiers might visit and take them for the king to rape them
?? if they take orders from you, prove it, show us.
----
they return to the girls, and he explains what's going on. that a male giant is on his way, a powerful leader from their village. and he wants the two of them to help Irvana and Yonta satisfy him, and if he wants them to return to the village with him, they have to obey him.
Lynn is excited at the prospect, "wait, did I just hear my king and husband command me to get fucked by a literally giant cock? Because if so, i just died and went to heaven."
Saral scolds her for being so vulgar....
While Jacob turns to Irvana and Yonta, and uses the giant's tongue to tell them, "i told you."
they talk about where to hide Jacob.. it has to be somewhere Ortal won't even consider looking. Irvana talks about making him a small lean to in the forest, but Yonta thinks she's being silly. "We should keep him closer, and let him watch."
Ortal arrives, surprised to find not two women there, but four.
Irvana and Yonta explain that the women were randomly traveling, and when they heard the great Ortal was coming, they wanted to stay and meet you.
???
They all start drinking, the two young humans having never been drunk before.
Lynn surprises the other giants with her command of the giant's tongue...
Lynn goes out of her way to get his attention, and it works, because he's quickly smitten by him. She goads him into skipping the pleasantries, and getting his cock out and putting it inside her.
It doesn't take long before he's off in the other room fucking Lynn, while she screams and encourages him.
Meanwhile, Saral is very smitten by Yonta, and Irvana is very smitten by Saral... which leads to the three of them flirting and eventually getting naked and fucking, and even taunting Jacob from his hiding place.... knowing Ortal is very 'busy' with Lynn.
???
The next day Lynn wakes next to Ortal, and proceeds to arouse and ride him out of his slumber, making him come before he's even fully awake.
He flatters, asking if she's real, or an angel of the gods.
They sexy banter, and she eventually dismisses herself to wash up in the river, and 'give him a chance to regain his stamina'.
???
when he stumbles out of the bedroom, the other three girls make fun of how bowled over he was by Lynn.
He starts to ask lots of questions. Who is she. Which village is she from?
Irvana talks to him privately, explaining that she knows he loves her, but she does not deserve his love, because she can never return it, not in that way. So she begged the Gods to fix it. To send someone truly worthy of his love, and then suddenly, these two mysterious women stumble upon their secret trondheim? Is it not fate? the will of the gods? Do you not want her? love her? If so, do not question it. Do not challenge their ways. Do not ask from whence she came. Simply ask her to be yours, and go be happy.
Ortal: "Do you really think she was sent from the gods?"
Irvana: "I do, because you are worthy of their attention."
He walks out of the trondheim to find Lynn.
They all ask Irvana what she said to him, and she summarizes it tritely.
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out by the river, he finds Lynn, and she acts flirtatiously in the water with her nakedness, teasing him to come in, even though he's clothed
he accepts her teasing, and walks right into the river... then professes his love. that he's never met anyone like her, that he wants to make her his wife, and eventually his queen. To spend the rest of his days calling her his own, and creating beautiful children to lead future generations of their village."
Lynn tritely makes fun of his proposal, "be your queen? bear your children? You have mistaken me for a very complex and ambitious woman, when I am quite simple." She reaches into his pants, "this is all i want," she says, grabbing his cock, "you can have me for this day and every to follow, with just this wonderful cock of yours. If you are offering me that, then I'll follow you to the end of the earth in this life and the next." She started rubbing and fondling him. "would you like to take me here, in the flowing water?" It didn't take long for him to respond, and she gently slipped him into her, and they fucked again right there in the river.
----
Back in the trondheim, they were all eating breakfast when the two lover stumbled into the door, Lynn buck naked and looking smug, and Ortal's clothes drenched.
Lynn quietly asked Irvana if she has any clothes she can take. She's leaving with Ortal to be his bride.
Irvana takes her off to the bedroom to clothe her and discuss.
Ortal sits down, dripping wet and head spinning. Yonta puts some dried meat and porrage in front of him, and he eats as if in a haze.
Minutes later, Lynn appears again, clothed, and looking even sexier. Ortal compliments her profusely, and she walks right to him, straddling him sexually, and asking if he's really sure he wants her as his bride, or if he needs her to fuck him again to be sure.
He declares himself to her, asks for Irvana to be their witness, and asks for her body and soul in marriage, and she accepts. Then he lifts her off him, and thanks Irvana. "I don't know how you did it," he looks up to the sky, "how they did it", but I thank you for it.
He picks up Lynn, and she gives out a sexy shriek, as he declares that he's never been happier, and it's time to go introduce his new bride to the rest of the village and start making babies.
Lynn jokes as he carries her out, "Gods willing, we'll be really bad at the real making babies part, and have to work really really hard at it."
Irvana walks up to the door and stands there smiling, as Ortal carries Lynn a bit further, then the both playfully walk along side each other across the field.
"Alright Jacob, you can come out of hiding now," she declares.
?? Irvana's younger playful side comes out from being smitten by the younger girl, Saral... and she spends lots of time teaching her what being a giant means... and winning her over with her sexual skills.
?? Meanwhile, Yonta enjoys being the main object of attraction for the other three in the household.... especially Jacob, who she relentlessly teases and pleasures.
?? Saral watches and 'learns' to treat Jacob less like her king and more like her entertainment pet..
... and the three of them fall into an excellent rhythem of taking care of eachother...