Ambushed on Winding Way by Sophie

It was a windy, chilly day as Edgard and his party of adventurers were making their way down a route known as Winding Way, a route that twisted and turned through the Loursomin Woods, hence the name. They had heard that a couple of merchant caravans had gone missing around the forest that the trail curves through and they were hired to investigate these disappearances and hopefully put a stop to them.

The party has marched for nearly a full day at this point, and there continues to be no signs of a struggle, only the marks of wagon treads and the dull imprints of both man and beast. The sun begins to crest below the treeline, and the party starts to debate on whether they should set up camp and keep watch in the woods, or if they should retreat to the mouth of the forest where it’ll be harder to be ambushed.

The party’s wizard, Maria, and the rogue Devlin both agree that remaining in the forest during the night is a bad idea, and only Lucy the ranger wants to remain in the woods to see if she can spot any tracks or signs of other people being present in these woods.

“I’m just saying! If there are people attacking merchants in these woods for the length of time that is being claimed, then they must have left some kind of proof of settlement. Even staying in tents for so long in one place would leave imprints in the ground. Edgard please, we need to stick around for just a while longer and I’ll get this figured out!” Lucy pleaded with the party, and turned directly towards Edgard as the party leader on what they should do.

“No can do Lucy, the other two outvoted you and I’m not particularly thrilled about staying in these woods past sunset. We’ll march an hour out of the forest and first thing in the morning we’ll be right back here, okay?” Edgard sighed as he saw Lucy’s frustration bubble up, but she turned her head sharply and huffed to herself.

“Alright, but if they escape and manage to erase their tracks in the night you better not be complaining to me.” Lucy said with a pout, and the party began to turn around and trek back out of the forest.

Suddenly, a rustling wind comes through the forest, and the party goes on guard as several bushes begin to rattle. Lucy immediately nocks an arrow into her bow and just as she’s about to pull back on her bowstring a sickly bolt of green magic appears from behind her and hits her square in the back. Edgard cries out as he watches the young elven woman suddenly vanish from sight. A deep fear fills Edgard’s heart as he leaps backwards and stands back to back with Devlin and Maria, and the trio prepare to fight off whoever comes out of the woods. Tense moments pass as the wind dies down and the bushes stop rustling. Edgard strains his eyes as he looks deeper into the forest and cannot see anything. His head swivels back and forth to no avail, there is no one visible in the woods.

Then suddenly, a cacophony of sound springs out from all around and several arrows fly towards the remaining three adventurers. Edgard raises his shield and realizes that none of the arrows had hit him, and that as Maria raised a defensive shield spell it was already too late for Edgard to call out what was happening, and another green bolt hit Devlin, who was busy physically weaving his body to dodge the arrows. He was caught in midair with nowhere to go as the energy enveloped him and he vanished.

With only two left, Edgard’s heart sank as he knew it was over for him and his party. But even still, he wished to go out fighting and he turned to Maria, who gave him a hearty nod. Maria began chanting to summon a great fire spell that would incinerate this entire section of the woods, and Edgard kept his guard up to block the spell and protect Maria.

However, Edgard was not ready for two bolts of the same spell to fly out at the same time from opposite directions. Edgard was baffled, he had never seen magic make people vanish like this that could be fired from such a distance, and they had two casters who could perform such a feat? It was inconceivable and Edgard simply lowered his shield as he and Maria were engulfed in the blinding beam of energy and they passed out.

Edgard isn’t aware of how much time has passed, but as he comes to he feels that his hands are bound behind his back and tied around a metal pole. He can hear several other people groaning and he realizes that his comrades are alive! Hope swells in him even as he realizes that his weapons and armor have been stripped from his body, but that doesn’t matter. As long as they are alive they will find a way out of this mess… He hopes.

Finally, he manages to blink away the strange blur covering his eyes and Edgard gets a good look at where he and his party is being held. They seem to be in a tent made for giants as he notices a bedroll so many times longer than he is tall he could use it as a sprinting field. The opening flap to the tent appears to him like the grand entrance to a cathedral. Even more than all that, Edgard notices that he and his party are sitting inside of a large glass jar. They’ve been shrunk!

This is impossible, Edgard thinks to himself, Maria had always told him that shrinking magic was only theoretical and that the magic was only really being studied by the highest wizard in the land, the Royal Wizard Ava. How could this be then? Edgard was lost deep in thought as the rest of the party slowly came to their senses, and at that point they heard a commotion at the entrance to the tent.

“Yeah yeah you loudmouths, I did all the work this time so I divvy up the rewards! We’ll use their gold to buy drinks at the tavern when we get back to town! For now, mama’s gonna have some fun.” A loud voice shouted from outside the tent, and soon a giantess raised the tent flap and stepped inside. Her skin was a deep tan and she wore high boots that ran all the way up her thighs, covering her pants that clung tightly to her enormous rear. Her shirt was rather loose but it did nothing to conceal the enormous rack that would put most whores to shame.

Edgard watched this curvaceous woman approach him and his party, and he realized that this must be the leader of the bandits! He didn’t know what to do, he was so small and she towered over him so easily. The party warned Edgard to not speak, lest he risk pissing off this giantess.

“Hmph, so they sent a pretty competent pack of adventurers, gauging by the gear we hauled off you guys. That won’t do, we’ll have to go about finding another ambush spot. I knew our last heist was too big and would attract attention. Dammit!” The bandit leader slammed her fist on the crate the party’s jar rested upon, causing the jar to jump for a moment and scaring the miniature adventurers inside. Lucy let out a tiny shriek as they landed back on the bottom of the jar, and the giantess shot her eyes over to the four captive prisoners.

“Ah well, it’s not so bad I guess. We haven’t had fresh playthings in the past month since that last heist. I’m sure you all will be much more resilient than some civilian merchants and their employees.” The tan giantess licked her lips as she studied each of the adventurers. She grabbed the lid and grabbed the pole the party was tied to and removed it from the jar, letting each party member stand up. Edgard snaps the ropes binding his hands behind his back and rubs his wrists as Devlin focuses on setting everyone else free.

“Hehe, that’s right, out from one prison into the next, my little heroes. So, who’s ready for some fun? Huh, any of you?” The giantess’ eyes darted between each member of the party, studying them for the first time as she drank in their appearances. Three of them were human, and one was still a fledgling elf. Their leader seemed to be a muscle headed warrior, and his eyes glared up at her in grim defiance. She was going to love breaking him. Next was a lithe, frail looking woman who appeared to be their magician. Her spells might’ve been useful at her normal size, but now she wouldn’t even be good for lighting a match. The last human in the party was a pale man who seemed like he hardly ever saw the sun, but his frame was very thin and muscular. He seemed flexible, the giantess thought to herself. Finally, her eyes settled on the elf girl. Long blonde hair, ears that jutted far back along her skull, and the way she moved through the forest was graceful and elegant, it made the giantess sick. She would save the elf for later, but for now she wanted to take the thief out of the picture first as her eyes settled on Devlin.

“I think you’ll be my first toy of the night, come here you little guy.” The giantess tries to fit her whole hand into the jar but her palm is too big to fit through the mouth of the jar. She groans and sets it down and kneels in front of the jar.

“Hmmm, well I only want one of you at a time, gotta give you a chance to recover in between play sessions. What to do, what to do?” The giantess playfully taps a finger against her chin, it’s clear to Edgard that she’s just toying with them.

“Why are you doing this? Please, return us to normal size, I beg of you!” Edgard decided to shout out, disregarding his pride as he begged for mercy for his party members and himself. The giantess’ ears perked up and her eyes focused down on Edgard.

“Oho? I heard some squeaking but I can’t actually make out what you’re saying. Do you want me to pick someone else? Should the great Hilda maybe play with you first? Or how about that little elven ranger over there?” The giantess, Hilda, began to slowly point a finger at each party member, letting terror grip them as she left them wondering who would be ‘played’ with first.

“Hmmm that’s it, I’ll just go for the pale boy still!” Hilda laughed as she pointed a finger at Devlin and he was surrounded by black wisps of magic around his ankles and wrists. He was pulled into a starfish position as he was levitated up into the air and was pulled from the jar by the magical force.

Maria and Lucy tried to jump into the air to grab hold of him but the speed he was lifted out was too fast and Hilda just laughed as the two women in the group watched in horror as Devlin was dropped into the hand of the giantess bandit. Devlin landed on his ass and immediately tried to scurry backwards, only to bump into the fingers of the giantess he was positioned upon.

“You ready to play with the amazing Hilda, little man? Let’s test the alterations I made to the spell first.” Hilda blew a kiss to Devlin and he cocked his head at the giantess before she brought her other hand down onto the one Devlin was resting upon and clapped hard. The party watched in terror as they believed that they just watched their friend become a bloody smear on a giantess’ hand. Instead, when Hilda pulled her top hand back up into the air, the party saw the gummy form of Devlin pull up with her hand, stretching between the two hands. Hilda starts to laugh as she reduces a normally stoic and reserved rogue to a wad of mush that is stuck between her palms. Her laugh shakes the stringy body of Devlin and the party grimaces as he bounces in her hands.

“Wahahaha! It worked! We finally got the spell to make our shrinkies invincible! Now you guys will belong to us forever!” Hilda laughed as she wiped her top palm off onto her other hand and let Devlin slowly reform in the palm of her hand. His body magically began to stitch itself back together until he lay on Hilda’s palm, looking terrified. Hilda reveled in the wide-eyed stare that the miniature rogue gave off, and slowly turned around, giving a view of her shapely rear to the rest of the trapped heroes.

Hilda slowly began to undo the laces in the front of her leather pants and as they came undone, she used her hands to slowly peel the tightly fitting clothes from her body until she had exposed her entire ass to the party. They were aghast at how this one woman’s ass appeared closer to a pair of hills than they did the buttocks of a bandit. It took a few seconds but Edgard finally realized the woman was wearing underwear, but her butt was so huge that it was swallowing the thin piece of black fabric. He gulped as Hilda brought the hand containing Devlin in front of the jar, and the party realized what was happening to their friend.

Devlin lay dazed and confused on the hand of the giantess, far too scared to even begin to comprehend his situation as a massive butt came into view. He was at a loss for words to describe what he was staring at, but soon his mind was filled with thoughts of how horrendous this woman’s ass smelled as the scent of sweat and body odor trapped in leather hit his nostrils. His body had reformed back to normal and he could move his legs, but he wasn’t sure if he would splatter instantly upon falling to the floor below. He was prepared to take the leap when suddenly Hilda’s hand flew towards her butt.

The smack of her hand against her ass sends ripples through the massive cheek and the party is forced to watch as Devlin is stuck like gum to the massive rear-end. With her toy secured, Hilda unzips her thigh-high boots and places them atop the crate that holds the rest of the party, allowing them to see that even the boots of a giantess are taller than them by an order of magnitude. Despair grabbed hold of Lucy and Maria, but Edgard refused to let this giantess get into his head, and he continued to try and think his way out of this situation.

Meanwhile, Hilda had fully stripped out of her pants and boots, leaving only a pair of dirty white socks that go up to her ankles, and a little black thong that has been swallowed into the abyss of her ass crack. She bends over constantly as she removes her clothes, giving those in the jar a free show to her beautiful, voluptuous ass that their friend finds himself stuck upon. Devlin continues to try and struggle free from his jiggly prison, but as soon as parts of his body begin to reconstitute he instead finds himself staring down the rapidly approaching hand of Hilda, who spanks herself to flatten Devlin back into his tattoo-like state.

Hilda is loving the sensation of having this tiny man struggle against being stuck to her ass like this, but she peels him off so she can move onto what she really wants to do with her shrunken captives. She remains bent over at the waist, allowing her ass cheeks to part and giving the adventurers a wonderful view of her asshole. She shakes her ass for them a little before she uses her free hand to tug against one of her butt cheeks and pulls it aside. She then slowly begins to lower Devlin in between her massive ass cheeks and presses him face first against the inside of the cheek he was just splattered against.

Lucy and Maria gasped as they knew what was coming for Devlin, and they averted their eyes as they couldn’t bear to see what would become of their friend. Edgard remained stoic as he forced himself to watch, knowing that a similar fate awaited him and his remaining comrades if they didn’t do something soon. Even still, he grimaced as Hilda released the butt cheek opposite from Devlin, and her cheeks clapped together and Edgard watched his friend become stuck like putty in between a foul giantess’ ass crack.

Hilda laughed as she slowly stood straight up, sealing away the miniature thief into her ass and she caught a glimpse of the two women crying in the glass jar as their friend disappeared into what was surely absolute hell. Hilda turned around and bent over the jar, and screamed down into it. “Whaddya think you two are doing? Crying over your friend getting sandwiched in between my sweet buns? Any man would be lucky to be granted such a fate! Unless… you two were looking to take his place?”

Hilda stuck her ass out to the side, and the two women shook their heads in disagreement so fast that Edgard was worried their heads were going to spin off of their bodies. It’s at this point that Edgard notices something strange about the leader of the bandits. As he looked towards her ass and followed to the front of her pelvis, Edgard saw a massive erection pulling the thong taut on Hilda. He gulped as the massive member was leaking precum, and Edgard thought in shame that this lady had him beat on all fronts. Even at his normal height his own penis didn’t even come close to this lady’s.

Hilda continued to taunt the two shrunken women, ignoring Edgard as she swished her ass from side to side, and talking about how good their gooey little companion felt pressed against her massive, hot ass cheeks. Maria and Lucy were on the verge of tears as they continued to beg Hilda to let them go, and to stop torturing Devlin, but in response all they saw was Hilda turn around and bend over.

“Torture? If my ass is as torturous as you say, then your buddy should be leaping from my ass the first chance he gets, right? Well here you go, little guy~” Hilda’s ass spreads wide and the party sees Devlin’s gooey body stuck to both sides of Hilda’s asscrack, with his tiny face caught in the center of his stretched out mass. His stretched face contorted in terror as it silently begs for help as he struggles to reform.

“Here’s what we’ll do: I’ll count down from 10 and if he escapes from my butt then I’ll let you all go free! How does that sound? Oh wait, I can’t hear you over here. Oh well, here we go!” Hilda cheerfully talks to the group while Devlin closes his eyes and starts to struggle to pull himself together again.

“10…9…8… I don’t feel him struggling all that hard, I wonder if he’s actually trying to free you guys or if he’s just that in love with my butt.” Hilda taunts the party as Devlin comes no closer to freeing himself than when he was stuck on the outside of Hilda’s cheek.

“7…6…5…4… Oh come on this isn’t even close, he loves my ass so much I think I’ll just let him marry it!” Hilda giggles, and Devlin’s struggling face becomes too much for Edgard as he looks down at his feet, knowing that once again he’s going to lose his friend to a titanic ass.

“3…2…1… Annnnd sold! I now pronounce you slave and ass! You may now kiss the bride!” Hilda grabs hold of her ass cheeks and keeps them spread as she stands up again, only to press them together as hard as possible, smearing Devlin’s tiny body across the entire length of her ass cheeks as the giantess cackles. She’s turned the suffering of these heroes into a game for herself and it was driving her mad with pleasure.

As she was laughing, she let her ass cheeks go and tried to compose herself, only for a fart to suddenly pass from between her cheeks and fling the chewed up body of Devlin from her ass has him land against the glass of the jar his friends are kept in. He looks worse for wear and silently begs the party to help as Hilda peels him off the jar.

“Huh, I guess you weren’t attached firmly enough to survive being launched by my farts. Well if you’re going to make it in this relationship with my booty, then you need to learn to get a better grip. I'll show you what I mean!”

Hilda plasters Devlin to the outside of her cheek again and strips off her thong, giving the adventurers an uncensored look at her mammoth cock. Maria and Lucy’s jaw drops as they stare down the biggest penis they’ve seen in their lives. It was well over four times Edgar’s height and girthier than he could imagine. There was no way any person alive could take that monstrous cock, and he was nervous about Hilda’s excitement regarding the party’s elasticity.

Hilda, however, paid no attention to the people gawking at her massive member, and instead held her thong up and grabbed Devlin’s putty-like body and began to mold him against the sweaty, thin piece of fabric.

“There we go! Until you can learn how to hold on and survive being blown away by my farts I’ll train you by molding you against my thong! It’s just perfect for my butt’s little slave.” Hilda lets out a giggle as she bends down and sticks her feet through the holes of the thong and rockets it up towards her nether regions. Devlin disappears yet again inside the canyon of Hilda’s ass and the party watches as she pulls the thong tight against her erect cock.

“Ahhhh, there we go! Now he’s all snug and secure for real this time! Now, I wonder who I should play with next? I have so many different ideas for each of you but I just don’t know who to go for first? Eenie, meenie, miny, you!” Hilda points at Maria and the same black chains of magic form around the tiny mage’s hands and feet and begins to lift her up towards Hilda.

Maria struggles against the chains, but it is useless as it seems her abilities were reduced alongside her stature, and she was deposited into the hand of Hilda. Maria looked up at the giantess with tears in her eyes, and Hilda just laughed.

“Oh come on, I haven’t even done anything yet and you’re crying! Geez, I can’t believe how spineless you are. It almost makes me feel bad for what I planned to do to you now. Almost.” Hilda grins wide as she opens her mouth and sticks her tongue out. She lets an ‘ahhhh’ noise out as her wet tongue drips with saliva that begins to trickle onto the palm of her hand in front of Maria. Maria begins to shriek again and begs to not be eaten as the tongue approaches her.

Her cries go unanswered as the massive tongue of Hilda covers her nude body, causing saliva to spread all over the front of Maria’s diminutive body. She tries to scream as she is smothered under the hot, wet tongue of the dominating giantess, but Maria instead gets a mouthful of saliva flooding into her mouth as Hilda licks upwards, smacking her lips as she contemplates how the tiny mage tastes.

“Hmm, you taste less sweet than I expected you to. That’s a bit disappointing but that’s alright. I’ll go with my backup plan for you in that case!” Hilda flipped her hand over and deposited the saliva covered Maria into her titanic bosom. She only had a beige covered bra holding the impressive bust from spilling out in front of the adventurers, but even that piece of clothing was being strained by her massive size.

Hilda began to wander around the room, checking into various places for something and muttering something to herself. While she was distracted, Edgard walked up to the jar and placed his hand against it, seeing whether or not he might be able to break it with a strike and escape with Lucy. The glass wasn’t exactly thick and he already noticed some micro-fractures along the bottom where the glass landed wrong on the crate after Hilda had dropped the jar previously.

Edgard began to devise a plan to escape, but he knew it’d have to be a plan that left behind two of his best friends in the clutches of this giantess. He looked back and saw that Hilda was smiling at a piece of rope that she pulled from a small box under her makeshift bed, and as she kicked the box back underneath she happily skipped over to the jar again.

“Foooound it! Now, when I first started doing this I lost tinies all the time! The rest of the group always got so mad at me so they bought me tons of thin rope that I could use to secure tinies in place. Isn’t that so thoughtful?” Hilda looked down at Maria as if she was awaiting a response, but Maria was too scared to answer as she was pulled from the tight bosom of the giantess.

“Well anyways, to make a long story short I need places to store you four while me and the group abandon this forest and head off to the next town to pick out our next hiding spot, and we’re leaving tomorrow. So let’s just get you secured so I can play with your other two friends, shall we?” Hilda began to wrap the thin string around Maria’s body, ensuring that her body was pinned together but leaving her head exposed. With the mage all wrapped up, Hilda made sure she left enough rope left over to attach Maria wherever on her body she wanted her.

Maria despaired as the giantess lifted her arm up and stretched to the skies. Her armpit was slick with sweat and stubble, and it made Maria fear for her sanity as she was lifted towards the massive wall of flesh. She was placed face-first into Hilda’s armpit and sealed in place as Hilda lowered her arm onto the tiny mage, and began to secure her bindings around the opposite shoulder, ensuring that Maria would be snugly affixed to her armpit.

“Ahhh, that feels great. My armpits get so sweaty, it’s nice that I have someone so absorbent to collect it all for me. I think we should test the limits on your bindings though, just to make sure I did a good job. Those in the jar who want a workout too can join along!” Hilda blew a teasing kiss towards the remaining two captives in the jar as she walked a short distance away and turned to face the jar again.

Edgard and Lucy watched in horror as Hilda began to perform jumping jacks, lifting her arms into the air and spreading her legs before swiftly jumping back into place and bringing her arms down hard, and squeezing her ass as her legs came back together. Edgard knew that the pressure grinding onto Devlin must be insane, and he regretted as he watched beads of sweat form on Hilda’s forehead that Maria must be suffering a fate worse than death as well.

The heat on Hilda’s body became intense, and both the prisoners on her body were being subjected to worlds of extreme heat and smells, not to mention the sweat dripping onto their bodies as they are molded and grinded into putty against the giantess’ holding areas. In just minutes, Maria went from a recognizable tiny person to a smear being held in place by thin ropes. Hilda stopped her exercise routine and looked at her armpit, and pulled her head away as she laughed in disgust.

“Pee-ew am I right, tiny? Tiny? Oh I guess I did leave your face against my pits. Oh well, I’m sure you have no issues with how much of my sweat you’re drinking in, right? You’ll be a big help as we walk to town, so make sure you do your part.” Hilda lowered her arm down again, sealing Maria into her fate as Hilda approached the jar again, her eyes locked onto Lucy, the youngest of the adventuring party.

“Huhuhu, now originally I planned to let some of the boys relieve some stress using you, but when we realized that we needed to change locations I decided I’d keep the four of you until we finished relocating. You should be thankful, those guys out there are far viler than I could ever be.” Hilda gave an evil grin, Edgard could tell that she knew she was being cruel, but he did shudder at the thought of Lucy being used by bandits.

Hilda swirled a finger in the air, and chains formed around Lucy, who turned her head towards Edgard. Tears were streaming down her face as she was whisked out of the jar, despite Edgard’s attempts to grab onto her. Lucy was dragged up to Hilda’s waiting palm as she moved onto the second half of her playthings.

Lucy landed and immediately she tried to cover up her petite body. She never had the figure of an adult woman, but still ended up being relatively tall compared to most adults. Now she lay in the hands of a cruel giantess many times her size.

“And for you, little elf girl, I’ve got something to fix that high and mighty attitude that you elves have. You all think that other races need to worship and grovel at your feet, but I think instead it’s you who should be doing that!” Hilda’s voice boomed as she let Lucy fall from her hand and descend onto the rug on the floor.

Lucy landed with a faint squishing noise as she exploded into a puddle, and Edgard pressed himself against the glass to see what was happening, but it was hopeless. The jar was too far away and he had no hope of even seeing what was happening to his friend. Instead, he watched as Hilda also vanished below the horizon of the crate as she sat on the ground, using her legs to surround the splotch that is Lucy.

Edgard knew he had to work fast, he would only have a few minutes while Hilda tortured Lucy before it would be his turn. Edgard ran to the far side of the jar and started to furiously punch at it, hoping to form a crack he could exploit in the jar. He was so small at this size that his fists barely made a noise that he could hear, let alone one that Hilda could hear.

Meanwhile, on the floor. Lucy could only stare face up as the legs of her captor circled around her body as she slowly reformed off the strands of the rug that covered the dirt floor of Hilda’s tent. Hilda looked down at Lucy with a vague look of disgust as she slowly pulled a foot up and hung it over Lucy’s body.

“Alright runt, you’re gonna worship my feet or else I’m going to make the lives of your companions way worse, do you hear me?” Hilda’s voice had gone from teasing and mocking the adventurer’s to being charged with venom as she threatened Lucy. The shrunken ranger did her best to nod up at Hilda, but the foot slammed down next to her with great force as Hilda shouted again. “Worship me now or that little boytoy will spend a night living inside my asshole!”

Lucy nearly jumped out of her skin as she panicked and she approached Hilda’s sock-covered foot. The smell was unbearable as the concentrated footsweat that built up in Hilda’s boots were caught in the fibers of these socks, but Lucy managed to push down her urge to puke and pressed her tiny lips against the inner edge of Hilda’s foot. Lucy kissed at the massive foot again and again, and after nearly a minute of kissing and covering her lips in sweat, she looked back up at the giantess.

Hilda looked unimpressed as she regarded the shrunken elf with disdain and swung her foot towards Lucy, knocking her flat on her back. “Hmph, worship should be done on your hands and knees, get up and try again.”

Lucy slowly pulled herself back up, winded from being kicked down by Hilda and she slowly knelt down into a reverent bow and kissed at the big toe of Hilda that stood before her. She kissed and pressed her face into the fabric for all her worth, pushing aside the rancid taste of sweat that filled her mouth and the scent of sweat that burned her lungs as she tried her best to protect her friends from having their fates worsen.

Hilda watched as several minutes ticked by, and she was impressed as the tiny adventurer managed to stay conscious even as she constantly kissed and worshiped her toe. She pulled her foot away and the little ranger fell forward onto the rug, exhausted from the few moments of foul air and horrible sensations passing through her body. Hilda laughed at the poor state the girl was in already, and began to peel back her sock. The sweat-soaked rag did not come off easily, and as Hilda balled up the sock she gripped Lucy between her toes and lifted her up into the air.

Lucy was already running on fumes as she was lifted into the air, and the direct smell of Hilda’s unwashed feet hit her nose again and the sensation of vomiting returned. Fighting with all her strength, she manages to choke down the sensation and look Hilda in the eyes as the giantess gives her a wide grin.

“Congratulations shorty, you’ve survived the first test, and your friends are safe from becoming a meal for my ass, but now you’ve condemned yourself to a fate I’m sure you’ll hate more than what they would’ve gotten.” Hilda releases Lucy from the grasp of her toes, and Lucy rolls down the sole of the giant foot and begins to free fall for a few moments before falling down a long, cloth tube and landing in the foot section of Hilda’s sock. Lucy landed face-first in the disgusting, wet sock and pulled her face out of the cloth, trying to wipe the clinging sweat out of her mouth as the taste invaded her body.
Her troubles weren’t over yet, as Lucy tried to gain her balance inside of Hilda’s sock, she soon found trouble as the massive foot of her captor began to invade the sock, filling it and leaving Lucy with nowhere to go as she hid in the toe section. As Hilda pulled the sock snug against her foot, she felt something strange. Like a small pebble had fallen in between her big and second toe. She tried rubbing her toes back and forth and as the pebble rubbed and molded against her toes, Hilda realized that Lucy had fallen with her body under the ball of Hilda’s foot, and her face in the gap between her toes. Hilda stifled a laugh as Lucy’s face slowly reformed back to normal, and she brought her toe over Lucy’s face and pressed it into the ground as she stood back up.

“Oh my god this feels great! I haven’t ever had such durable tinies that could survive in these conditions! Goodness I could cum right now from how good I’m feeling. Speaking of cumming, let’s get to our dessert, shall we Mr. Warrior? Hmm? Where’d he go?” Hilda stood back up to her full height, and was shocked to find that there was a small hole broken into her jar and any signs of Edgard are gone without a trace.

Hilda starts to get enraged and freak out. If he manages to return to town and alert the guards they’ll be done for! Hilda can only keep so many people shrunken at once and there’s no way her crew of morons would win in a fair fight. She brought her thumb up to her lips and bit down hard on her fingernail as she began to search around the tent. She looked everywhere along the floor and corners of the tent and found no holes big enough for that adventurer to escape, and the exit to her tent required the use of a zipper that he was far too small to move.

Hilda took a deep breath and rationalized that he must be in here, and that it was only a matter of time before the shrimp was found. In the meantime, she would act like she’d given up on him and pretend to do something else. Hilda checked a few more hiding spots and failed to find Edgard anywhere, so she sighed and started to walk back to her bed, enjoying the feeling of her tinies being ground into paste by her body.

“Oh well, I guess Mr. Warrior decided to turn-tail and abandon his pathetic friends. I guess they’ll have to take on his share of the fun once I wake up from this nap!” Hilda stretched and let out a fake yawn as she crawled under the blankets of her makeshift bed, and closed her eyes as she waited to hear the sounds of a tiny man scurrying around.

Edgard watched from inside the crate that the jar was positioned upon as Hilda got into the bed, he had cracked the jar and moved enough pieces of glass inside that he could escape without hurting himself. Now, inside this crate he witnessed everything that happened to Lucy, and he felt anger burn up inside himself as he cursed himself for not being able to help anyone. If only he was big again he could stop this menace! But a chance arrived as the giantess closed her eyes and after a few minutes, Edgard heard her snore. It was quite late in the day so it was the perfect chance to take advantage of her sleeping to free at least one of his friends.

Edgard decided on Maria, surely as a mage she could devise a spell to at least free the rest of the party and get them out into the wilderness. Edgard spent the next several minutes climbing out of his hiding spot and trekking across the flatlands of Hilda’s tent. It was a far longer walk than he expected but finally he arrived at the foot of Hilda’s bed, where a piece of her sheet hung down just far enough that Edgard could grab hold and climb his way all the way up to where the giantess rests. It took him nearly fifteen minutes of struggling against the swaying cloth but Edgard finally popped up onto the bed right next to Hilda’s feet. He looked over and saw the lump in the white socks that was Lucy and he whispered an apology as he ran around and started to sprint up the long landscape of the bed, past Devlin and his prison. Edgard whispered another apology as he saw Hilda’s shoulder, her arm was outstretched and he could see Maria’s reformed body was still pinned tightly to the vile giantess’ armpit.

Wasting no time, Edgard struggled and fought his way up the pillow and crawled over to Maria. As he made it up to her, immediately began to inspect the rope for any weak points.

“Don’t worry Maria, I’ll get you out of here in a flash. Once we’re free, I’ll rip a hole into the tent and we’ll use the cover of night to escape into the woods and we’ll wait for this spell to wear off, okay?” Edgard gave a sharp tug on the rope and it snapped easily, letting Maria fall away from the sweaty armpit and onto the bed. Edgard internally began to celebrate as Maria took a deep breath and turned to face him.

“Edgard! What do you think you’re doing?!” Maria hissed at him, trying to keep her voice down. “This was the most obvious trap in the world and you fell for it you idiot!”

Edgard furrowed his brow in confusion, but Maria’s eyes widened as a hand reached across Hilda’s body and snatched up the pair of adventurers. Hilda held both of them by their feet and let them dangle above her face as she talked to them.

“She was right, you know. That trap was incredibly obvious that if I left someone available for you to free, it’d trigger you into wanting to protect them and free them from their captivity. That’s how you hero types always are.” Hilda rolled her eyes as Edgard continued to struggle. “Feisty one, aren’t we? I always like that in my toys, the rest of your friends gave up too easily and stopped fighting back the moment they got onto my hand, but not you.”

Hilda licked her lips as she tossed Edgard into her mouth. Maria cried out as he vanished past her lips and Hilda began to swish the leader of the adventuring party around inside her mouth. Turning her attention back to Maria, Hilda unwrapped the mage and slowly began to tie the broken piece of string back together before reapplying it to the shrunken sorcerer.

“Good as new, hmm but it would be boring if I placed you back in your previous hiding spot. Oh! I know, I’ll give you front row seats to what I’m about to do to your friend! Come along now.” Hilda whisked Maria down past her stomach and soon she arrived at the limp cock of the futanari giantess. Even unaroused it was far thicker than Maria’s entire body and easily dwarfed her several times over. Hilda lifted the flaccid behemoth and positioned Maria underneath her cock right at the base of where her penis ended and her testicles began. Maria could feel as her feet pressed into the swollen testicles that Hilda was quite horny, and she likely hadn’t cum in quite a long time. Beyond that, however, she could smell the horrible, sweaty musk of Hilda’s balls invading her nose. The scent was beyond the foul scent of sweat of her armpit, and was something born of old sweat, cum, and her natural pheromones. Hilda sighed as she let her cock down, sealing Maria beneath the behemoth and pinning her between her shaft and balls.

“There we go, now to fetch Mr. Warrior and we’ll put him to the test!” Hilda spit Edgard out onto her palm, and he sputtered and coughed out saliva as he tried to recover from being inside a giant mouth and being battered around like a piece of hard candy by Hilda’s mammoth tongue. “Had fun in there Mr. Warrior? Good, because now it’s time for me to have some fun with you.”

Hilda giggled as she grabbed Edgard and slowly brought him down to her cock. She used each hand to grab onto one of Edgard’s legs and began to stretch his lower half wide open. Edgard let out a shocked cry as his body became malleable and his legs stretched far away from his body. Hilda sees that his cock has gone limp thanks to his body being stretched like this, and she lets out a derisive laugh as she sees his microscopic member.

“Pfft, you call that a cock? No no no, this is a cock.” Hilda’s penis starts to harden and Edgard lets out a gasp as the tip of this monstrosity presses right up against his hips, easily hiding his cock as his squishy body is pulled against the behemoth. Shame floods through his body as Hilda uses him to rub the tip of her penis, and she lets out small giggles as she hardens more and more, before her rod stands at its full height, freeing Maria from her suffocating prison of being pressed against Hilda’s testicles.

Maria looks up and sees a horrifying visual as Edgard is lifted up from the tip of Hilda’s penis. Hilda takes a second to steady her aim, and then brings Edgard down hard against her penis, easily ramming it into the stretchy anus of the malleable warrior. Edgard’s body instantly deformed around the massive cock of the futanari giantess, and he appeared more as a flesh sleeve than a human in his current state. His body was stretched tightly around Hilda’s cock, and the sight of her tip poking out from Edgard’s mouth drove her insane with lust.

Hilda let out a long, purring moan as she wrapped her hand around her shaft and began to stroke up and down, gliding the body of Edgard up and down along her length with ease. Edgard could, regrettably, taste the cock as it passed through his mouth, and if his body worked correctly he would absolutely be retching at the taste of this foul appendage spearing through his body. Instead, he was forced to pleasure it as he was thrusted up and down with each movement of Hilda’s hands.

“Fuuuuck, I don’t know what kind of hero you were back in town, but you certainly are the hero of making my cock feel good. I think even after I pass your friends out to the rest of my crew, you’re going to stay behind on permanent cock duty.” Hilda lovingly called down to Edgard, who despaired at the very idea of having this despicable act done to him day after day for however long these bandits kept hold of him. The very idea of it was torture enough, let alone living out having this massive cock pumping through his body.

Hilda’s hands sped up more and more, her moans growing in intensity as she continued to abuse Edgard’s body for her own pleasure. Her cock had never felt so good using anything else, and the only normal sized people who could take her monstrous cock were giantkin, but they were few and far between. Edgard was the first readily available person on hand that could satisfy her desires, and she loved the expression on his stretched out body as her cock speared through him. That look of despair only drove Hilda even deeper into her lustful cravings.

As Hilda could feel the pressure growing in her loins, she had an idea that excited her to try out, and she formed a ring around her cock using only her thumb and index finger and continued to stroke herself off slowly, trying not to lose steam as she freed up a hand to peel off the sock containing the elf brat. As she managed to get it off and peel the tiny elf from her foot, and brought her in front of her massive slit. Lucy went from being nearly unconscious from the smell inside Hilda’s sock, to fresh air, to now being covered in the giantess’ slick precum. She had no way to fight back as her face was pressed deeper into the slit, and Hilda moaned as the tiny ranger was forced to gurgle and choke down her semen.

Hilda couldn’t hold back any longer, using her cock on so many people and jacking off with a noble warrior as a fuck sleeve had made her so horny, and she let out a bellowing moan as she fired a spray of cum directly down Lucy’s open mouth, and coating the tiny ranger with the excess cum that hit her. Hilda’s cock twitched and swished around Edgard for several more seconds, as she milked the rest of her cum out onto Lucy before depositing her onto a nearby crate in the room.

Hilda was gassed, that orgasm rocked her entire world and she was panting as she tried to recover. She slowly peeled Edgard from her cock and placed his wide, thin body onto the crate alongside Lucy’s cum covered body. Then, she undid the bindings on Maria and unwrapped Devlin from their prisons and tossed them onto the crate too. Hilda put some shorts and a loose fitting shirt on and grabbed a towel along with the four exhausted adventurers and slipped out of her tent.

It was a cool, dark night and all of Hilda’s subordinates had already fallen asleep as she wandered out to the river that they used to bathe. Having arrived, Hilda places the adventurers inside of her towel and strips out of her loose-fitting clothing before stepping into the chill water. Inside the towel, the adventurers had just enough room to wiggle around in, and Edgard saw this as a perfect opportunity to escape, although he had no energy left in his body to even move his arms. The only member of the party able to do anything was Maria, who was the only one who went uncrushed for long periods of time, but even she knew that her chances of surviving in the wilderness were too low and that she’d simply end up food for the animals of the forest.

The party despaired inside of the towel until it opened up and Hilda snatched each of them up in her hand. “Time to bathe, you filthy adventurers!” She shouted at them, plunging all four of them into the cold river below. Hilda spent the next few minutes dunking the adventurers into the water, before harshly rubbing homemade soap onto the adventurers, and then dunking them under the water again. The party was on some level grateful that Hilda was bathing both herself and their bodies that are covered in her filth, and as she lays them on her discarded clothes to dry, they pant and groan as they hack up the remaining water in their systems.

Having dried herself and her new toys off, Hilda heads back to her tent and slips inside without waking her comrades. As she climbed back into bed she looked at the exhausted adventurers and simply pulled out another jar with a wire mesh lid. She dropped the adventurers inside, sealed the lid onto the jar, and placed the jar at the bottom of her boot and zipped it up.

“Naughty adventurers who try to escape will simply be forced to wander inside my boot, and I’m sure you don’t have the strength to scale such a beast anymore. Behave yourselves in there, toys. Tomorrow is going to be a long day of marching and pleasing my crew afterwards.” Hilda blew another kiss as she snuffed out the lights in her room, and the adventurers curled up inside their glass prison and fell into fitful rest, scared about their new lives.