Smol G/t Writer

A Friend Indeed

 He looked nervous as he sat in front of her. Her eyes rose up and up, a smile forming on her face as she gazed into his expression. He towered over her, his shadow up and rising, blanketing her with darkness.

She had no fear.

She cocked her head a bit, taking a deep breath.

He was sitting in his office space, which was nothing more than a desk and a lamp at the edge of a window that overlooked his home land. As she gazed up at him she began to examine him, much like he was doing to her.

His eyes were kind, warm, and rather inviting. She noticed how his hair gently tuffed at his ears and fell over one of his eyes. The tiny woman smiled to herself.

He was positioned with his elbows propped on his knees, his black leather shoes in front of her and steady. His large body was hunched over, eager to see her form on the carpeted floor. She stood before him erect and full, wearing a backpack as per her usual routine. She hated not having necessities on her.

The sun glowed over him, making his shadow seem larger and bigger than ever. She did not falter, and as she approached him she could almost make out a slight gasp of amusement.

He was much older than her, but did not show his age physically. His eyes were full of curiosity and wonder, a much welcome sight to the woman who was so used to seeing tiny women of her size and being oogled by her mere state. She often scoffed at them; all they wanted was sex.

He was different however, she decided, because he respected her.

He was easily a hundred times her size, her head barely reaching past his ankles, and yet he seemed almost afraid to touch her. She strode across the carpet rather easily, as was her nature.

Fearless, feisty, and rather braizen, she knew her personality would easily exude her mere three inch stature. In a room full of people, she was told, her size meant nothing. Her loud and boisterous ways made her stand out, and suddenly the room was full of life. Of course, she had her doubts about herself.

“I told you I was gonna climb up there and give you a hug, and I was NOT playing!”

Her voice squeaked up at him, the male merely gazing down at her in amusement as her hand gripped at his trousers, her arms hoisting her up.

She regretted not working out more.

He held his leg perfectly still, save for the occasional wobble of nerves or mere muscle spasm. She did not mind however, as his trousers made for good grip. A giggle escaped her chest, her arms pulling her upwards more and her backpack seeming to weigh her down. On and on she climbed, her tiny body steadily rising upwards until she reached his mid thigh. His eyes stayed glued to her.

“I feel like a celebrity.”

Her words hit his ears, the tiny woman only feeling his grin at her.

“A celebrity? Why is that?”

A tap of his foot was added to the question, the woman swinging back and forth. Surprisingly she did not cower in fear, but instead lavished in the idea that she would be a monkey on a vine. A yell of approval was his answer, the giant stopping only after a few seconds.

“You see,” she huffed, lifting herself more and attempting to get to his knee.

“Whenever I get into situations like these,” she stopped for a moment, breathing in through her nostrils and out through her mouth. Yoga had taught her well.

“People, namely giants such as yourself, tend to-”

A grunt escaped her as she scaled more, following the gentle comforting smell of his cologne. She snuck a sniff of his leg.

“Get on my nerves!”

Her fingers loosened a bit, adjusting her spaghetti strap tank top over a bra that didn’t want to stay on her shoulder. She groaned, looking up and then back down again, her braided long hair falling past her backside and hanging. She turned to him again, raising a finger. His eyebrows rose.

“YOU-” she pointed, “On the other hand, are lovable.”

She could sense a flush on his face, the woman shimmying up a bit more and adjusting her backpack. The ground seemed far below as she scaled the mountain of a man, eager to get to his knee and just sit down. Being three inches high was hard enough but climbing things? Why couldn’t humans have made elevators for small people such as her?

“So when I say ‘I feel like a celebrity’-” she grunted again and climbed another inch.

“I mean that in the sense that you treat me with love and respect. Something I don’t often get during said situations.”

She glanced down again, peering down into the carpeting and wishing with all of her heart that she had taken more yoga classes. Her eyes turned back to the man, who seemed to have shifted position while she was busy clambering on him rather clumsily.

“How much would it cost me to get a ride? I’m tired!” she stated with a laugh, almost breathless in her words.

“I’ll massage your neck!” she offered, batting her eyes gently.

His expression turned to blush, a grin appearing on his face.

“Who could be anything but doting towards someone as cute as you?” he questioned, his legs moving on their own. She hung on for dear life this time, his legs coming together to provide her tiny hands with more leverage.

She had a moment to glance around once before a large cushion came towards her, the massive pink soft engulfing her before she had an opportunity to move. The darkness that overtook over was momentary; light blinded her as she gazed around, realizing that the feeling of pressure on her was him lifting her up to his face. She turned around to see his large window like eyes come into her line of sight, the woman adjusting herself rather calmly. She had been handled worse.

His face came closer, the woman unable to focus on two eyes at once and instead settling on the point of his nose. She would even do this with people her own size.

His wonderful eyes took her in, a tingle ran down her spine as an unexpected touch of warm stroking filled her backside. She put a small hand upon his log like digit, a smile crossing her face. The stroking continued.

“I mean,” he began, his eyes shimmering. Her gaze was steady upon him.

“It’s tempting to mess with you. I could do anything with you, in this state.”

She almost scoffed at him. There was literally nothing he could do that would surprise her. Given that he was in a position of power, she knew that he wouldn’t dare harm her.

A blast of gentle warm wind caused her to cover her face, her bangs that covered her eye flowing back softly behind her ear and making her raise her arms. Her braids followed suit, falling behind her shoulders and down her waistline.

“But I wouldn’t want to…” she cocked her head, her heart warming at his sincerity. The almost lonely look in his eye overtook her.

“I mean, I might want to, but I don’t want to scare you off or make you think you can’t trust me. Messing with you’s not worth that.”

A glow of pure adoration lit up in her bosom, the woman sitting up a little straighter. To know that there was someone in the world that she lived in who truly understood her deepest fears touched a corner of her heart that was hidden deep within her. She had to take a breath to compose herself.

His brow furrowed, the woman showing no signs of any emotion on her face. They merely stared at each other. She watched him carefully.

His large hand came around, plucking at her lightly. She squeaked in surprise, tumbling back on his palm. More fireworks darted in her heart, his eyes watching her and never wavering. She smiled softly.

A slight moan escaped through his nostrils, the woman stopping only for a second before seeing a strange look pass through his eyes. Windows to the soul, she would call them, and from where she sat, she could see straight through.

Obediently, almost as if he could understand the unspoken word, he tugged at his shirt collar, his hand raising once again. She gripped softly this time, allowing him to leverage her upon his neck. Her boots landed softly on him, the woman cleaning off her soles before fully standing. She wouldn’t want to leave tiny bootmarks.

She steadied herself against his neck as his mountain body moved again, sitting up straight. The echoes of movement pounded in her ears, the woman crouching down to get a better grip. His entire body shifted upwards more, the woman feeling the pull of gravity now upon her center instead of her backside. She had gained balance.

His large head moved beside her, the tiny gazing up to see the clear eyes that held her captive. He was still watching.

“Let me massage your neck for a while. You’ve been super stressed!”

He paused for a moment, the woman seeing his visible thinking. Soon enough, as she predicted, a warm smile crossed his face.

“I am entirely in your teeny and capable hands.” His words were kind.

“Anything you think to do, I’m grateful for.”

She had to steady herself as the mountain began to rock back and forth, the tiny chuckling at his dire attempt to comfort.

“I’ve never been a giant before, or had a tiny woman in my possession, so I apologize if I screw up. You’re my little teacher right now.”

Before she could fathom an answer his pink plush came around again, cupping her into him. She smiled to herself, nuzzling his soft skin. She stole another inhale of his sweet scent, smelling the aromas of cedar and sandalwood. There were certain things that enticed her, and made her believe in his ability to keep her perfectly safe. She was in control.

Her eyes filled with an over pouring of emotion that she thought she might have bawled over right then and there. The giant that she stood upon obeyed her very command, unspoken and whispered. His eyes watched her carefully, his touch filled with consent and kindness. His large stature gave her security, his mannerisms whisking her away to a place far away from time and space. Such sweet words he spoke to her, and how grateful she was to have the chance to delve in those sayings.

Her heart lit up in blasts of colors, her head resting upon his large cheek and a sigh escaping her rather easily. The cup of emotions that lay in her heart began to boil; she remembered every time she dealt with the stigma of being a tiny woman.

Used as a doll, a toy, taken advantage of, pulled apart piece by piece; those were the things of nightmares. Unkind hands had woven around her before, and even when she protested they scoffed at her demands. What use was she if she did not give them what they wanted? What woman wanted to be both small AND respected?

There was a reason for her feisty attitude, her loud and rather brazen ways. Life had been cruel.

But when she rested her head upon his soft cheek a light appeared in her heart that had begun to fade long ago. The last little flicker of hope burst into a blue flame once again, sparkling and dancing in a blanket of dark thoughts and angst.

Her eyes could not help but mist, her heart beating loudly in her ears. He did not hear her, how could he? Her sighs and heavy breaths were overtaken by the simple act of a gentle hug, his presence making her heart glow.

The summer air was filled with the sound of cicadas, nasty little beings that sprung up only once every few years to hunt out the potential soul mates and perform the mating ritual. Their sounds of what seemed squaking and chirping cascaded through the thick humidity, more than enough to ensure that no human would be sweating.

A cool breeze sprung up unexpectedly, Anna brushing her hair out of her face and sighing. The cool lake lay placid before her, the scent of wilderflowers and fresh cut grass wafted in her nose. There was little else to be had for a perfect summer day.

Except for him.

Mason and Anna had been friends for such a long time that Anna completely forgot what life was like before she met him. Their last encounter stapled them as best friends for sure, although Anna wished for more.

Inside of his stomach, trapped in oozing walls of pure bliss, Anna wished to herself that Mason would say that he loved her. She wished with all of her might and all of her body that someone on the godforsaken planet of earth would find her attractive and cute and worthy of love. Mason came to her, exposing himself to her fully, and declared her as his own. In a friend sort of way. What was there that was holding him back?

Anna mulled the thoughts over in her mind, unsure of what she wanted him to do in this sort of predicament. A confession would be nice, she thought, although I’m not sure how he’d go about it. He does feel good when he’s around me, he says, and even with that, he hasn’t said anything. God I wish I knew what he was thinking.

“Strawberry?”

Her head turned to the sound of her name, Mason’s eyes glittering in the sunlight. He always looked so handsome when he turned his face. Or when he batted his eyes or walked in the light.

Or just anytime, really.

“Yes, Mason?”

The man sighed, setting his hands behind his head.

“Remember how a few weeks ago, I showed you how big I could get? And all that growing I did? And how I told you that it ran in my family?”

Anna nodded politely, sitting up and taking a sip from her cold soda. The cold ran down her throat as she gulped, eager to hear his words.

Mason sat up upon his elbows, staring out into the lake.

“Well… I’ve been… thinking about you lately.”

“In a perverted sort of way?” Anna was not one to beat around the bush.

Mason blushed, Anna watching him curiously. He did not deny the statement.

“Well, yes I would say that. But c’mon. I haven’t had anyone else I can really turn to for that kind of stuff. I need someone who understands me, someone who wants to play along. I know you like fearplay, Anna.”

Anna found herself blazing in her cheeks; she had never mentioned her love of fear play to anyone, especially not the very hot and masculine looking Mason. She swallowed hard.

“I do. Yeah. What are you gonna do about it?”

Mason’s eyebrow rose, a smirk erupting on his face.

“Oh? You’re so feisty. I love that.”

Anna looked down as Mason got on his feet, staring down at her and smirking more.

“Why don’t we play a little game?”

“What kind?”

Mason chuckled.

“I chase you around the entire lake, in and out, wherever, and if you lose, you have to do something for me.”

Anna scoffed at his remark.

“As if I’d lose to the likes of you!”

“Maybe you say that now,” Anna stood up at this point, staring into his eyes from her shoulder height on him.

“But you won’t be saying that after you’re face to face with super sized me!”

“You sound like a dork.”

Mason purred at her, Anna soon finding herself looking up and up into his eyes as he stretched upwards. His shirt became skin tight, his muscles bulging and threatening to rip the seams off of the cloth. Of course, he had no clothes that would grow with him, but Anna did not mind.

This sort of play was the most fun.

His growth stopped right where Anna’s face could properly inhale the scent of man coming from a very big bulge in front of her. I must be half size, she figured, to him.

“Is that all?” she teased, flicking his bulge with her fingers. He winced at her motion, Anna giggling.

“You’ll have to get bigger than that!”

Mason’s voice reached her from up above, Anna feeling her head being pushed up against his crotch. Without him knowing, she willingly dug her head into his bone flesh, smelling his scent of man and cologne. She always loved that scent.

“Bigger you say? Then I’ll have to chase you and eat you!”

Anna smirked as she rubbed her head against his penis bulge, nuzzling him gently.

“You’ll have to catch me first!”

The man swallowed again, growing larger and placing Anna beneath his now stretched out shorts. With haste, Mason threw away his shirt, exposing his abs and his smooth pectorals. A treasure, Anna would say. Her heart melted as he edged her closer, Anna rubbing her head up against him as much as she could. His voice led her on.

“Come now, we have to start having fun, right?”

At that moment Mason’s body spurt up in growth, Anna finding that she only reached his knees. The giant smiled down from above; Anna couldn’t help but whimper in anticipation.

“I’ll give you till ten.”

“You won’t catch me.”

“Then I’ll have fun trying!”

Mason began to count, Anna dashing off into the nearby forest, where she recalled the time when he first showed her his powers. That day had changed her life forever, love blossoming in her heart. She panted hard as she ran through the thicket, not hearing the rest of the counting. She paused, searching for any sounds.

A thump was all she needed, Anna racing deeper into the forest, only stopping when light streamed in from above her, Mason’s head clearing the trees and his arms pushing the wood aside to see her. Sunlight shone in through the thicket, Mason’s shadow casting over Anna easily. His giant body was naked now, Anna spying the foreground of a penis being smartly hidden behind a few tree branches.

“Try to catch me!”

She teased him again, Mason playfully roaring in the distance. His feet stomped hard on the ground, crushing the small and puny logs that were before him. Anna laughed as she kept her pace, panting hard as she vaulted over a few logs and towards a bog that was centered in the forest.

His footsteps grew closer, Anna looking up to see a hand coming down upon her. She squealed as her body lurched forward, rolling out of his way and into a thicket of bushes.

“Come back here you little strawberry! I wanna eat you!”

“Fat chance!”

Her taunt left him begging for more, Anna seeing the look of pure pleasure on his face. She stuck her tongue out at him, Mason growling and reaching down for her. With a quick hop to the side, Anna managed to elude him, only to be caught by the bog. The fern leaves covered the water only barely as she fell in, Anna sputtering out the water as Mason approached. He loomed over her, grinning from ear to ear.

“Aw, little Anna got wet?”

“Shut up.” She snapped, shaking her head and herself off from the wet.

Without warning she took off again, loving the feel of adrenaline and bliss she felt in her heart. The chase would seem to come to close only when she felt satisfied that he had chosen a path for her. A path that she wanted for herself.

“Come back! I have to dry you off!”

Anna laughed as she broke free of the forest, seeing that she had come round full circle to the lake. Her breaths were hard and ragged, her body screamed for rest but her heart led her on.  Her feet carried her over towards the lake when a sudden shadow and earth shattering thump made her loose her footing. She fell forwards upon her face.

“What did I tell you?”

His voice boomed from above, Anna slowly getting up and recovering from her fall. A strange and yet familiar smell beckoned her closer, her body revving up and her head turning to see what was above.

“I have to dry you off!”

Anna cried out in protest, seeing a pair of what seemed to be moon shaped objects hanging in the sky. Towers of flesh were all around her, Anna supposing that those flesh objects were indeed his crouched legs and arms.

He must be hovering above me on all fours…. That bastard!

She grinned evilly, snapping her jaws.

“Try me you overgrown nerd!”

Mason’s body shook with laughter, Anna gripping onto the ground as his giant hips came closer to her. His massive balls hung in the air, dangling from a place that Anna wished she was. Above the balls was a very erect and very tall flesh tower, which was already presoaked with clear liquid. Anna didn’t think she would make him turn on that easily.

“You asked for it! But remember, if I win you have to do something for me!”

Anna could not reply fast enough as the balls came down fast and hard, a whoosh of air being jutted out from her lungs. She swallowed and attempted to breathe, coughing at first until the giant flesh mounds came to rest upon her.

Anna found herself trapped smack in the middle of two of the largest balls she had ever seen. Hairy, pink and pulsating with love, Mason’s balls smelled of pure joy and bliss. Her heart raced in her chest, Anna’s body turning around so that she could snuff him properly.

Long miles of tan flesh were at both her sides, Anna figuring that Mason had actually sat down upon her and was ready to rub her dry. Her fingers pinched him lightly.

The giant was caught off guard, Mason crying out as Anna chuckled mischeviously. Mason growled, Anna feeling a pang of fear in her heart.

“Oh so THAT’S how you wanna play huh?”

Before she could come up with a sarcastic remark, Anna found herself being weighed down as the balls grew larger, the tiny woman pushing back as much as she could. The hefty scent of man was all around her, Anna becoming trapped under his growing ball sack, yearning for freedom.

“You wanna play dirty huh? Sneaky little thing.”

His voice melted her, Anna breathing freely as she felt the balls lift up slightly. They had stopped growing, she saw, only momentarily.

“Gotchu.”

The sunlight blinded Anna for a second, her body feeling the weight of an extremely heavy muscle strike her and lift her upwards towards the sky. Anna clung tight to the flesh, feeling the rush of wind in her face. The velocity of the swinging motion kept her pinned to her spot, Anna crying aloud as she rode on his balls freestyle.

Around and around she went, Mason spinning her so much so that she nearly lost her grip. Had she not been so small she would have plummeted to her death for sure. Anna pinned herself upon his balls, pulling at one of his pubic hairs in protest.

“Is this how you treat a lady? Ha!”

Mason yelped in pain, Anna suddenly being flung into the sky. Her screams echoed through the land as she was momentarily suspended in flight, her body reaching critical velocity. Anna screamed again as she plummeted downwards towards a vast expansion of blue. She could not tell if this was the end for her, but readied her body by curling up into fetal position.

The ringing in her ears from the falling died when she landed on something soft and plush, Anna falling face down on exposed flesh. A shock of electricity ran through her body, the woman uprighting herself to see that Mason had caught her.

His eyes gazed at her worriedly, shaking his head.

“I was afraid you were gonna get hurt!”

Anna swallowed, getting up upon her feet and staring up at the now massive boy. He stretched high into the sky, although to her, he still seemed a little small.

“What’s the matter, big guy?” she sneered, laying a hand upon his thumb.

“This is as big as you get? I thought you could get bigger?”

The look of worrying wiped off Mason’s face, the giant grinning as the light of fun caught back in his heart. He clenched Anna in a fist, the tiny woman squeaking when she was being toyed with.

“You still have a lot to learn about us, giants.” He stated, Anna staring at him with her beautiful brown eyes.

“Like what?” she ventured, licking her lips.

“You still gotta catch me!”

Her teeth sank into him as Mason cried out in surprise, his palm opening to release her. The fall from his height and into the water was a quarter of what she was falling before, Anna sure that she would survive and make the impact softly.

Her calculations proved correct as she hit the water with ease, diving into the deep blue and seeing Mason’s gigantic body floating before her. Anna smirked, seeing the giant crouch down and into the water, searching for her.

Their eyes met, Anna sticking her tongue out once again as Mason turned a deep shade of red. She giggled, air bubbles flittering along her clothing as she began to swim away, deeper into the lake.

Fish moved out of her way, Anna swimming hard to try and lose the man that she had come to understand and possibly love. She could feel him swiping at her, his fingertips grazing the bottom of her shoes as she swam.

Coming up for air only once, Anna dove down into the depths of the azure blue, seeing a few forests of moss and leafy green. A familiar shadow made its way towards her, the water carrying the sound so softly that Anna almost did not catch his attempt to grab her.

She swirled around the hand gracefully, kicking his fingers aside and heading towards a cavern near the edge of the lake. His huge body caused the other animals to flee, Anna once again seeing the shadow of a hand coming straight towards her.

She would find a way to toy with him more.

Her hands helped her climb into the cavern, seeing air bubbles all around her, a special treat indeed. Anna dove farther into the cavern, hiding behind what seemed to be a fish nesting home for small species. They swam out of her way, only to be met by the gaze of a single giant eye that searched the dark cavern for any signs of the wandering Anna. She giggled, slurping up a few air bubbles as she did so. She would not run out of air any time soon.

The giant eye blinked twice, removing itself from her line of view. Anna waited patiently, another few air bubbles being put into her body calmly as the water around her began to heat up. Looking around nervously, Anna silently swam over to the opening of the cavern. A booming sound filled her ears, Anna backing up in haste as something large and daunting came towards her at top speed.

The object rammed into the opening of the cavern, Anna seeing the rocks and minerals falling and crumbling all around her. She dove past them, trying to avoid being hit by a heavy boulder. The object seemed to catch her, Anna letting out a lout ‘OOF!’. Her hands gripped onto the thing, feeling what seemed to be warm flesh beneath her. She smacked the object a few times, causing the long log like thing to bounce a little in shock.

Air was becoming scarce in her lungs, her hands tightening their grip on the flesh that saved her as the cavern became no more. A pulsation ran down the object as Anna felt her body being pushed down, the log becoming wider and longer.

The object exploded out of the lake’s surface, Anna gasping for air as she was risen higher and higher, the woman realizing that she indeed did sit upon Mason’s dick. The penis held her steady, Anna unable to wrap her legs around the rod due to the increasing mass. Mason’s dick was dripping with water, growing larger and larger every second.

Anna stared down at the lake, which was shrinking before her eyes. Mason’s legs seemed to be a mile long as he stretched up and up, growing so much so that Anna had to crane her neck just to see where his dick ended.

The penis pulsated beneath her, precumming in love and affection. His voice boomed out from above.

“I think this is the biggest I’ve ever gotten! Look at how small you are!”

Anna froze to her spot, looking up as Mason leaned down, his fingers wrapping around her gently. His warm muscles kept a close grip on her, Anna being lifted up to where his dick finally stopped and came to a tip.

“I feel like I wanna get even bigger!” he exclaimed, Anna already seeing that the tip of his dick was so large that she could have put her entire body in if she so wished. She swallowed hungrily, Mason dropping her off at the edge of the large mountain of flesh.

Anna landed rather softly, considering she was now almost an inch high to her supposed friend. She breathed in his scent, Mason cackling from above.

“Big enough for you now? I feel like I wanna get bigger, but I’m afraid of losing you.”

Anna smirked and shook her head, licking at his tip. Mason winced as she made her rounds, rubbing her still clothed breasts against his cock, the giant moaning as Anna went in for more.

“You still haven’t caught me you know,” her words enticed him, Anna licking and suckling upon his flesh, her teeth nibbling at his penis gently. Mason stumbled backwards a bit, his giant body wracking back and forth as she forced him down.

His giant cock loved her touch, her suckling making him whimper in love and affection. Anna continued her onslaught, a powerful tiny in her own right. She would make him bow to her, as giant as he was. She forced him to obey her, forced him to leak more, and forced him to push her further.

Her tiny fingers worked at his tip, gently lining the hole with care and slime. Mason moaned louder, Anna feeling his cock stiffen more against her as she attempted to straddle him with all her might. At this point, the cock pushed out in growth even more, Anna nearly falling off with the power of the growth.

He’s gotta be at least two hundred feet tall at this point, Anna mused. She licked her lips, rubbing up against the rod. Her breasts pressed up against him, Anna using her hips next to entice him and make him groan. She was toying with him now, eager in her own right to own him.

Her jeaned hips rubbed and rubbed, Mason clamping a hand over her and forcing her to go faster. Anna did not complain or resist, merely limping in his hand, too small to fight back. He straddled her against him, her hips wide and aching for pleasure. She began to feel hot as well, the giant sensing her feelings and peeling off her clothing in a few easy fingertip strokes.

Her small naked body was exposed to the sun, Anna soaking in the beauty that was their supposed love. Her heart beat fast against her chest, Mason’s giant finger fondling her breasts and rubbing her pussy along his cock. She felt as if she were riding a horse.

The two of them panted and groaned, flesh upon flesh, their love juices sucking together and sliming to create a sensation of pure warmth and bliss. Anna smiled lovingly, licking at Mason’s gigantic rod and moving her hips faster. The pressure of the movements between them caused Anna to flinch; she would cum again on the one man that she trusted the most.

The explosion of cum made her launch backwards, Mason catching her before she could fall to her certain demise. The sunlight was blinding as Anna was lifted up, not covered in cum at all. He had managed to aim towards the lake. Her eyes were sore as she lifted up an arm to cover herself, Anna peering into a single eye of the man that she treasured.

“You okay Anna?”

The woman nodded her head feebily, a cough escaping her and causing her to breathe heavier. The man tilted his head kindly, his mouth opening to reveal to her a sight she remembered so well.

The teeth were pearly white, his tongue long and inviting. Anna was too weak to move, allowing the tongue to slide beneath her in ease. The muscle was slimy, Anna feeling herself stick to his tongue and ride down into his mouth, her hands feeling their way towards his large and open cavern. The light was cut off as he shut his maw, Anna soon realizing that she could have ridden his tongue like a slide.

The tongue moved beneath her and curled up, the tiny woman peering down a long tunnel that seemed to be dropping into a hole of nothing. Her feet were anchored on his tongue, her hair matted against her face and the scent of pure mint filled the cavern with love. She swallowed.

Her hands released her hold from the tongue, Anna freefalling down into the cavern that seemed to get even wider as she fell. The tiny girl took a second to reposition herself, seeing the golden liquid that filled warm squishy walls down below her. She smiled, hugging her knees to her chest as she fell down with a single plop, landing softly inside the acid that lined his muscle. With a chuckle she swam to shore, digging into his flesh and feeling melded by his love. She purred, squishing up against him.

Through the skin he poked at her with his finger, Anna seeing the wall come and hug her gently. She giggled.

“You got me.”

She could hear Mason pausing.

“Now you have to do something for me.”

“As if making you cum wasn’t doing something for you?”

“No, not that!” Anna heard him pause again, this time in uncertainty. She swallowed, sitting up and looking around her at the neverending walls of beating flesh that provided with a warm sticky slime. She waited.

“A-Anna I… well… I’ve had this… uh….”

“You dork.”

She nuzzled into his stomach wall lovingly, nodding her head.

“I knew it. I knew it all along. From the way you talk and treat me? I had to know.”

She heard him stammering with his words.

“W-Well this is your punishment! Now you’re stuck with me! Forever!”

“Yeah, yeah big guy.” She waved him off easily, giggling.

“But you gotta call me a different name first.”

The giant patted his stomach, Anna bouncing back and forth from the force.

His voice echoed in her ears.

“How about… girlfriend?”

Anna could feel her cheeks light up in blush, remembering the days of old when she begged for him to be hers. His sexy abs, his beautiful eyes; she could not remember a day when she did not dream about him. What made her heart flutter more was the fact that he had the power to outgrow any man on Earth. He could easily swat away evildoers and annoying pests if he so chose.

She always wanted a boyfriend five hundred feet tall.

“That sounds lovely.”

Laying her head down to rest, Anna softly closed her eyes, feeling Mason cup her in his stomach walls and purring to her gently.