Chapter 6
I was driving my truck, as fast as possible, considering the state of the road. Which, mind, was excellent, if you took into consideration the fact that there hadn’t been a freaking road here for much longer than a month or two, and it seemed that the peoples living around here didn’t really cared that the only way to reach their homes was a vague path on the ground, basically just maize-less ground as far as I could tell right now. But wait a minute, I hear you ask. Why are you driving so fast, and where are you going? All fair questions, really.
To be blunt, I was driving like a madman because someone very sexy and very horny had told me that she was home alone and wanted to meet me, and I couldn’t pass it up. You see, I had matched with one lady named Mackenzie. Long brown hair, with a tinge of red in it perhaps, plump in just the right way and, of course, taller than average. Much taller. She was twenty meters tall, and while it made her self-conscious when being around buildings made for normal-sized persons, she wanted to hook up, so things had led to another and here I was, driving toward her home.
I passed near several others before I approached her. It seemed that the giantesses liked to live further apart than normal peoples, which seemed natural, but also segregated themselves by size. I had to drive through the neighborhoods of the five and ten meters before approaching the twenties, and I can tell you I was already starting to feel quite small long before I stopped before the address she had given me. It was almost as if I was leaving the normal world to enter one made for giants. I dimly wondered if she felt as if she entered a doll’s world when she left, but her appearance drove those thoughts away.
She wasn’t naked, or even in a swimsuit or anything like that. She was just wearing her usual clothes, which were obviously tailor made, since they suited her perfectly. They weren’t even anything too risqué or anything like that. Just… plain old clothes. But it reinforced the feeling that she wasn’t enormous so much as I had been shrunk somehow. And when she looked at me and smiled, almost timidly, it was really enticing, so I almost jumped out of the car, barely taking the time to close it and put the keys into my pocket.
“Hey Derek” she boomed, her voice deep and somewhat sultry, but more because of her sheer size than anything, I could tell it thanks to the innocent smile on her face. “Come on in! I don’t want you to get uncomfortable staying here and looking at me from so low, it must hurt your neck!”
“Oh, thanks!” I bumbled, realizing that she was standing on a stair, which was just high enough that climbing it wasn’t that easy for me, but I did manage to do it alone. “Go on, show me the way!” I chuckled when I did.
She smiled and turned around. Gosh, she looked stunning even from the rear! In fact, that her clothes fit her made the movements of her butt as she walked away absolutely breathtaking. It’s crazy how sex-appeal can be increased by stuff like that when the stars align. I dimly wondered what I’d feel if she had chosen a more revealing outfit. Perhaps it wouldn’t have had the same casual charm, which was driving me nuts right about now? In any case, I followed as fast as possible when I noticed her holding the door for me.
We walked together – and I meant it, together, she was very careful to not force me to run behind her like a madman, which was very considerate and not at all necessary if she hadn’t wanted to, since I wouldn’t have complained about something like that. In any case, she proved to be an incredibly gentle hostess, lifting me so I could sit on the table, next to a large variety of barrels, some of which sounded suspiciously full of water or other liquids when she moved them. She seemed a little self-conscious there for a time but quickly calmed down.
“So, Derek… I guess you like big women like you said online, since you came here but… uh… have you ever been with someone as tall and big as me?” she asked me, almost bluntly but also quite shyly.
“I’ve met some girls who have grown quite a lot but never someone who had broken the twenty meters mark… even if my last date was quite close to it… and yet you seem to be noticeably taller, while it should be just two meters.”
“Oh, yeah. Doctors told me that once we reach twenty meters, we all become… more impressive… I think he meant fatter but in a different way than normal, you know?”
Not really, I didn’t, but I nodded politely and it seemed she was happy with that. But I guess it made sense in a crazy sort of way – and a virus turning people into giants was crazy enough for me to roll with it. In any case, we talked for at least half an hour, discussing almost everything, from the speed of accommodations being built around here to what she wanted to do once all the heat would calm down enough. And finally, we drifted toward what we both knew we wanted. The sexy time, which seemed primed to be awesome.
“I… I just want to start it by saying that I… I have kind of a kink I never was able to live out before which I’d just want to try and live through today, if… if you’re okay with that!” she explained, almost hastily, while her pale cheeks turned a pretty shade of pink.
“Yeah, don’t worry, I can understand that. I’m kind of living my kinks just meeting you, after all!” he said smiling. “But care to elaborate, that I know what I can expect? I think it’d help me make you feel better when we… when we’ll really start it all!”
“Well, you see… I… I always wanted to have a man against me while I wear my clothes” she blurted, blushing even more. “It’s super silly I know but… damn, now I can live it out in the best way!”
She looked almost pleading but I was a little surprised at how innocent she felt saying that. It seemed a little ridiculous to be so worked out about something like that. On the other hand, I remember how I was the first time I got to date a woman heavier than me! It was absolutely awesome, so I really couldn’t blame Mackenzie for feeling that way. So instead of being a judgmental ass, I nodded, smiled and encouraged her to tell me more. I’d got more than I’d bargained for anyway, no matter what we did, I was almost certain of it.
“I… I would want you to be comfortable of course, but I think if you could get naked, it’d… it’d help tremendously” she continued, and now she was looking away, red as a tomato.
“Sure, no problem for me I chuckled” and I started to get out of my clothes.
“Oh my God!” she yelped, putting her hands before her eyes. “I’m not sure I can… I mean… wow.”
Pro tip. When a woman is saying wow when she sees you naked, you can pretty much assume that, no matter what she’s saying otherwise, she’ll get you in her bed real fast. Or, in Mackenzie’s case, in her clothes. And as I looked at those huge juicy breasts, I couldn’t wait to try it on. I suspected that having a man on her was only a part of what she wanted but she was just too shy to admit it just yet. But as I looked at her, I decided that I could actually help her here. All I needed was to offer it to her in a backhanded way, and see if she took the bait.
“You know, while I’ll be on you; pleasuring you… don’t hesitate to live your life, as much as possible. I’m sure it’ll help you feel better about all of it” I told her, and she beamed at me, before blushing again and looking again.
“Really? That's awesome, thank you so much Derek!” she nonetheless replied, clapping her hands excitedly. “Do you… do you have somewhere you want to start on?” she then asked, as she extended her right hand toward me.
It was a harder decision to make than you’d expect, I think. I mean, the most obvious place would have been against her ass. Safer, since I’d be closer to the ground, so to speak, and perhaps easier to get out. But it’d also mean risking being crushed under her weight if they moved around just a tad too wildly when she’d be pleasured. It wasn’t a great prospect, I’m sure you’d agree, and it’d be without taking into question the difficulty to breath back there and the danger of some farts coming out – they are natural but I don’t like them on my face, thank you very much.
Another great option was to go to the front if going to the back of Mackenzie was too dangerous. And I’ll be honest, working on her pussy while hidden from the rest of the world? It had a cool ring to it, and I wanted to do that. But there was another danger, one I had to consider. It’d get really hot in there and wet to boot. And while even if she closed her legs I wouldn’t be crushed, it also meant that I’d be virtually trapped here with absolutely no hope to get out by myself if things get dicey. And sure, it was more or less the truth for all parts of her body, but it seemed particularly dangerous here.
So I could go for her breasts. As big as they were – which made them almost as dangerous as the rest, they had several interesting elements for me. For starters, I’d be able to crawl around them relatively safely thanks to the monstrous bras whose outline I could scarcely guess underneath the giantess’ shirt. And while it’d be possible for me to be pinned or even crushed if she wasn’t careful, I had the feeling she wouldn’t push her breasts together without purpose, and Mackenzie didn’t strike me as someone malicious enough to hurt me on purpose.
All things taken into account, the breasts were really the best choice and I told her so. She didn’t seem surprised nor disappointed, which was great. I did want her to have a great time after all, and it’d have been bad to start with some place she didn’t feel comfortable with. When her large fingers coiled around me and lifted me from the “ground” I had a little vertigo because she did that a tad too quickly for my taste but it was all for the best because in a split second I got to look down at her breasts. There was no cleavage to see here because it was covered, but their size seemed even more impressive from up there!
“I think we should decide of a code if you want to get out earlier or… or you don’t feel well, okay?” she told me as she started to push the hem of her shirt away so that I could enter it. “How about tapping me three times rapidly?”
“And what if I can’t move my arms?” I replied smiling. “I think biting you for a long time would be easier in most situations.”
She didn’t seem too enticed about it. I guess I can understand why. Usually, the prospect of being bitten for a long period of time isn’t exactly the best way to have a sexy time, at least for most people. But in our case, I doubted I’d even be able to hurt her, even if I were to really use all the strength of my jaws. At best it’d be a strange feeling, disagreeable but nothing too bad. At worst… she wouldn’t even feel it and I’d die. Perhaps I’m a little dumb, but I decided to take my chance with it, so here I was, crawling on her tits now.
It wasn’t unlike being under a tent, albeit one where the roof was really low. Even with our size difference, I was still a tad too tall to really be able to move easily here. And it was too damn hot, it was a good thing I was naked already. I was able to see something, which was great, at least. I didn’t feel like moving around in darkness. And it allowed me to take in the curves of the giantess I was exploring now. She was surprisingly tense underneath me, and I realized she’d need some time to relax, but for myself I was hard, if you get my meaning. She had some seriously great boobs.
They gave way a little under me, which surprised me. Perhaps at her size they weren’t as dense as I could have expected? Or she had always had soft breasts, instead of firm ones, and it had played its part? In any case, it was a surprisingly tiring experience, and I searched for the outer edge of the orb I was on. I wanted to find the nipple. I knew I wouldn’t be able to remove the bra nor even push it open enough for me to reach it directly, but I was confident that I could stimulate her nonetheless? And self-confidence is always important!
“Uh, I’ll be talking on the phone a little, if you don’t mind” she suddenly said, startling me. “If you don’t feel too comfortable, uh, let me know and I’ll do my best to make it a short call, okay?”
“Roger roger!” I shouted as loudly as possible, hoping that she’d hear me, as I resumed my work toward the nearby nipple – relatively nearby, in truth.
Not that it daunted me. Advancing was tiring a little sure, but the prize was enticing enough that I just couldn’t resist it. With a smirk, I kept crawling on the soft skin of Mackenzie as she started to call for something or another; honestly, it was surprisingly easy to drone her words out. What surprised me however was how relaxed and natural she seemed to be about the fact that she was literally living her kink. It was probably an indication that I wasn’t stimulating her that much of course. So I doubled down and soon I managed to pass over the edge of her breast and toward where I suspected her nipple to be.
“Oh!” she yelped when I touched it with my hands, I heard that loud and clear. “Sorry, I thought I had trampled on something, thankfully it was just my imagination” she hastily added.
I grinned. She was far more sensitive here than I had hoped for. Under my careful ministrations, her nipple was hardening at an incredible pace, but as far as I could judge from my position, she was able to get a good grasp on her voice and I doubted that the person on the other side of the line had any idea what was happening. It was both exhilarating and really arousing to be able to do that, I hadn’t expected it. I mean, I knew I’d like it but I hadn’t imagined that the idea of being pleasuring a giantess while she lived her life could be so great.
I focused on her nipple for some time more. I didn’t want to do it only here for too long, but I also wanted Mackenzie to know that I wasn’t rushing things, if it makes sense. I’m not sure it does. It was perhaps my way to feel I was able to last on her, like I’d prided myself in the fact that I wouldn’t cum in less than a minute when I was with a normal woman, I suspect. In any case, it allowed me to notice something. She didn’t really react to what I was doing so much as what she believed I did. I realized it when her nipple hardened far quicker while I had paused my work on it.
I guess it’s because she was far more aroused by the simple fact that she was living her life while someone was under her clothes than by what I was doing. A little emasculating perhaps, but it also had the advantage of making my work easier. All I had to do was to feel, so she’d know what I was doing and even that I was doing something, and she’d be pleased. Which gave me so much freedom to do whatever I wanted. I started to climb back her breast, positioning myself so my feet would rest on a nipple now large enough to accommodate them relatively easily.
I was able to caress the top of her breast that way without having to either lie on it or be awkwardly holding myself on its side. And when she moved, got up and started walking, with her monsters swaying only a little for her, but quite a lot to me, I was even able to keep my footing. She was still talking to someone, and sometimes it seemed that she was talking about her house and its accommodations. But you’ll excuse me, it wasn’t what I really cared about. I was instead starting to mull about what I’d do and if I’d take a great risk or not.
“Should I try the glide or not?” I asked myself, confident that Mackenzie wouldn’t be able to hear me. “It’d be super risky, but damn, it’s an opportunity, once in a lifetime even! Smaller gals wouldn’t do, taller ones would be far too dangerous for me to try it…”
I decided that caution be damned, I’d try my hand at a slide on her belly! Easier said than done of course, because first I had to reach the part of her shirt under her boobs. And, as stated, those things were both huge and not that firm, making it quite difficult to achieve my goal. But when I felt the vibration of Mackenzie’s heart quickening, I knew I was doing the right thing. She loved it, so did I, even if it was perhaps less sexually exhilarating than I had hoped for. All in all, it was still a great experience however, don’t get me wrong.
I almost got stuck when I tried to move past the curvature of Mack’s tit, but I managed to break free when she tugged a little at her shirt – whether to help me or because she was unable to not fondle herself a little but didn’t want to give in entirely to temptation. In any case, it prevented me from needing to bite her or anything. Instead, I found myself clutching at the fabric of the shirt, looking down in the dim light. Mackenzie was a fat woman, like most giantesses, but to be frank, she was surprisingly small in the belly department, now that I could see it.
That’s what decided me. Sure, rolls of fat would have helped me, I’d have just jumped on them and been done with it. But here, I’d have the opportunity to test the skin of the gigantic woman. With a grin, I propelled myself against it, colliding softly with it, before sliding – slowly. Of course it was slow, but it was also surprisingly awesome. I just loved the sensation of slowly falling off the body of the giantess he was exploring. I started kissing her skin, and I felt a shiver run through her enormous mass, indicating that she loved what I was doing, and she was still talking up here!
The slide came to an end far too quick however; but the prospect of climbing on the fabric wasn’t exactly enticing. She was too tall and it seemed to be far too much trouble for what it was worth. Therefore, I decided that I would rather explore her belly button and see what I could do here. Sometimes, it was a sort of a sensitive spot, and some women liked it when I stimulated it. In Mackenzie’s case, it was clear that it wasn’t entirely the case. Her body shifted when I started to caress her bellybutton, but nothing too incredible.
I took it personally. Dumb, I know, but I wanted to be able to look at her and know I had managed to make her orgasm, especially since I could feel that her talk was coming to an end there. It was absolutely unacceptable that I wouldn’t be able to have made her cum before that. I needed to try something riskier, something which would surprise her. Her pussy was to be stimulated, as best I could? Worming my way into her panties would be harder than anything I’d have done that day, but I was confident I could do that now.
She was getting up however and it meant I hadn’t much time to do what I needed to do. I rushed downward and managed to lift the panty enough for me to put my legs underneath it. Once I had done that, I knew that I’d be able to take my time to enter it. And when she got up, I didn’t fall, even if it was a little uncomfortable. Extending my legs and feet, I was able to feel some wetness. Nothing incredible, but it was enough to drive me downward, letting the panty cover my body, making it hard to breathe.
The air was really thick and the smell! The smell was incredible. I was rock hard before entering the panties, but if I hadn’t been, I would have gotten fully erect in a matter of seconds. I positioned myself as best I could to try and fuck Mackenzie. Crazy, I know, but it turned out that being an action figure compared to her meant that I could do that, while caressing her clitoris, which was surprisingly puny compared to her height and size. But it was quite sensitive, as I realized when she loudly gasped, and then hastily stopped the call.
Now I was grinning. It was something absolutely exhilarating for me, and I mean, if you had been in my shoes, wouldn’t have you been too? Being able to entice such a reaction in a twenty meters tall woman when you’re normal sized, of course it’s incredible for the ego. But even more than that, what I liked was knowing that she was living her best life right now, all thanks to me. It was a real bout of pride, but God damn it, yeah, that every move, every lick I did made her moan and shiver was the real prize, which allowed me to bask into it.
I managed to keep at it for several minutes I think. It’s harder to tell when you can’t really see the light or anything, or even judge if you have managed to do it the right way. After all, it was something new for me, even if I was starting to get used to making love to giantesses. And when I felt her large fingers descending on the outside of her panties, massaging my back, softly, gently, clearly enticing me to keep going, I did as Mack wanted. It was great to be in this place, at this time. I grunted, started to move my hips faster and came into her with a grunt. And then I bite it, I needed fresh air to get some energy back.
“Oh you were perfect Derek” she sighed when she fished me out, letting me dangle in front of her face, covered in my sweet and her juices. “I know I don’t want to have a real relationship for now, but if you ever feel the need to trail under clothes… call me okay?” she asked me, kissing me before bringing me to her sink, so I could get cleaned.
“I sure will!”