Chapter 5: The Golem

When Marty opened his door that morning, he hadn’t expected to be met by a wall of bricks. It was so surprising that it took him well-nigh ten seconds to realize someone wasn’t pranking him with a dumb wall easy to push or destroy. No, it was far more terrifying than that. When he looked down, he noticed the large feet, which also seemed to be made of clayey material, but clearly moving. It didn’t take being a genius to understand that it was a damn golem. And he suspected he knew which one, and he wasn’t liking it too much.

He had met her the previous day. She had clearly been confused, standing in the middle of the town square, towering over everyone. Monster girls were rare in this somewhat backwater town, and he had liked that; he had read too many stories about problematic overgrown female creatures abusing their size on the smaller humans around them. But this one was clearly being bullied, as she stood around, confused and unmoving. Young kids were throwing stuff at her, attempting to reach up to her large bosom, which he had found a little disgusting. That’s why Marty had barged in and ordered the kids to stop.

They hadn’t talked, but he had noticed that the emotionless face of the golem had seemed to take an interest in him, but he hadn’t stayed near her to be sure of it. Marty had expected that his intervention wouldn’t interest the golem for more than an instant, but clearly he had been wrong. The colossal creature, which dwarfed his parent’s home by a large margin, was standing there, waiting for something – or probably someone, him. He gulped, frightened, but he knew he had to do something. His parents didn’t like the idea of monster girls and they’d ask him to get her out of the way, anyway.

“Excuse me? Miss? Could you… move a little? We can’t get out of our house” he shouted, hoping that she wouldn’t misinterpret his words – golems were prone to doing that, as far as he knew.

But it seemed it worked, since she took a step back. A ground-shaking step, which was enough to rattle Marty’s bones. How much did this creature weigh? It had to be several hundred tons! Of course she was super tall, nearly twelve meters tall, but she shouldn’t have been able to make the ground shake like that surely? It was obvious that the clay parts of her body weren’t the only ones weighing far more than a human’s body would have. He gulped when he noticed that she was looking straight at him, her face as emotionless as it had been the day before.

“Thank you” he said slowly, unsure of what to do now, as she stood there and looked at him. “Uh… can I help you? I mean, I don’t know why you came here and all but…” he continued, stopping when she lifted one of her enormous, clay-like hands. “Yes?”

She didn’t seem to want to speak for a moment and Marty even started to feel dumb. But just as he was opening his mouth to speak, the golem suddenly moved with blistering speed. One moment, her hand had been far up in the air, the second it was closing all around him, sealing his movements and his voice in an air-tight prison he had no hope of escaping from. A sudden wave of terror washed over the young man, so powerful that he could find the energy to scream, even when the hand opened and he was face to face with the monster girl’s beautiful orange eyes.

“What. Is. Your. Name?” she asked, surprising him both by the fact she spoke at all and the words she said.

Sadly, Marty was too shocked to answer and all he could do was look at her in disbelief. His mouth opened and closed but he was unable to say even one word. Slowly, the golem girl frowned and tilted her head on the side, as if she was thinking about what to do. Just as the young man felt he was starting to get his emotions under control again, she seemed to reach a conclusion. A decisive nod and suddenly he was free falling toward those humongous breasts of tanned flesh which seemed to be held in place firmly by her castle-like body parts.

To his extreme surprise, her tits were quite soft, not at all the unyielding substance he had half expected them to be. He blushed and felt his blood rushing toward his lower regions, to his great shame. He bit his lips and tried to get up, but he couldn’t find any purchase on those enormous knockers, which seemed quite oversized now that he was on them. It was almost as if they were somewhat wet-clay, not clutching to his fingers but still making it hard to balance himself on it, even as he tried to at least sit, to berate – or more probably talk to – the giantess.

“Do. You. Like. Them?” suddenly asked the golem, again surprising him.

“What?”

“My. Breasts. Do. You. Like. Them?” she repeated, looking at him with that emotionless face which was so strange that it was also unnerving.

“Uh… yeah?” he replied, more because he felt it was what she wanted to hear than anything else.

“You. Do. Not. Sound. Convinced. Let. Me. Help. You.” she stated, and suddenly she shook her bosom.

Marty tumbled toward the cleavage of the golem and fell into it. To his stupor, he didn’t fall through it toward the ground however. It seemed that the golem’s breasts were large enough that they collided together and prevented a deadly fall for him. Sadly he had more pressing matter – quite literally because, through some means he couldn’t fathom, the golem was pushing her breasts together, putting him in a pinning embrace. He tried to prevent the walls of clay-like flesh pushing on him with his hands but it was of course impossible for him to do so.

He was also still a young man of course, and being surrounded by boob-flesh was obviously quite exciting. He blushed but it wasn’t the only part of him where his blood rushed. He licked his lips. Would it really be a bad idea for him to give in a little? For starters, probably nobody would ever know about it. And it seemed the golem girl wanted him to take pleasure in what she was doing, probably? Wouldn’t it be better to satisfy her faster so she’d leave? His young mind, full of hormones, was starting to really lose it because of the situation he was in.

Suddenly the breasts slightly parted away and a ray of sunshine fell on him, before it was blocked by the head of the golem girl who was looking at him. Her face was still inexpressive but Marty had the impression that she was wondering why he wasn’t doing something. He smiled and tentatively caressed the inside of each tit, hoping that it’d do it. It seemed it was the case because she nodded slowly and stopped looking at him. He sighed in relief, it was really strange to be looked at while doing… whatever he was trying to do.

The clay-like flesh was really unique, he now realized. It was hard and pliant like a normal boob was – at least he believed it was, Marty hadn’t much experience with tits. Or girls in general. But it was also not like flesh in the strangest of ways, feeling more like something he could mold if he wanted to – or if he had the time and patience necessary for it. But it wasn’t something he was too interested in. He was far too impressed by what he was able to do right now, which was caressing her. It wasn’t as if he was in public right?

He hesitated a moment or two and then he kissed the breast on his right. It was nothing more than a quick kiss, putting his lips on the tit and then removing them quickly. But as he removed his mouth from it and licked his lips, he realized that the golem girl’s flesh tasted surprisingly good. He did not hesitate to kiss it again, and this time he was more voracious, opening his mouth a little to lick and nibble at it. He was so focused on it for the next minute that he only realized she was moving around when he heard a loud honk from somewhere far below, and a muffled one at that!

He started to panic now. Was she abducting him? If she did, who could stop her but the army? And wouldn’t they have to use tanks and copters and the like? He’d probably die because of it! Fear washed over poor Marty’s whole body and mind. He had never been a brave lad, and even growing up hadn’t really helped in that department. He felt his eyes filling up with tears and he hated himself for it, but there was absolutely nothing he could do to prevent it. He tried to slap at the enormous boulders around him, hoping to at least elicit a reaction.

And at that, he succeeded. The golem girl kept walking, she perhaps even increased her pace. But she also pushed her breasts apart to look at him. No matter how confused and angry and afraid he was, he couldn’t find the will to muster his voice to give shape to his feelings. It was so frustrating, he felt as if he was even smaller than he truly was. He may as well have been ant sized and he wouldn’t have been able to do less than he was right now. Still, it seemed that his obvious distress actually served him as the giantess frowned and then slowed her walking.

“You. Seemed. Distraught.” She stated matter of factly, with that voice of her which seemed devoid of all emotions. “Am. I. Frightening. You? This. Is. Not. My. Intention.” She continued, looking at him with her orange eyes which, he had to admit were mesmerizing but also unnerving, being so fundamentally inhuman. “Please. Be. Not. Afraid. All. I. Want. Is. To. Protect. You. From. The. Untold. Dangers. Of. The. World.” She explained, which was hardly reassuring for poor Marty; he was clearly in the hands of a demented being and he couldn’t fathom how he’d get out of here!

“Of course I’m distraught!” he suddenly screamed, his voice shrill even to his own ears. “You’re… you’re… YOU’RE ABDUCTING ME!” and then he started to cry like a baby, which should have been ashamed of perhaps but he was truly too shaken and terrorized to care by then.

“I. Am. Not. Abducting. You.” replied the golem girl, whose voice was suddenly sounding a tad more emotional, as if she was sad or worried. “You. Helped. Me. Yesterday. Therefore. You. Are. My. Master.” She added, as if it explained anything at all.

It meant absolutely nothing to Marty. Sure he had prevented the kids from bothering her, and he was certain that the little pervs just wanted to see her bountiful bosom… but it was absolutely ridiculous to say he had helped her! She could have simply waved the boys away, if she had really wanted to make them stop. And even if he had helped her, somehow, it didn’t mean that she could just pick him up and bring him somewhere he didn’t know! She had to understand that he’d try to bolt as soon as she’d drop him on the ground surely?

“I’m not your master!” he tried, shouting as best he could, through his throat which seemed to be constricting itself to prevent him from talking. “I just did what anyone would have done, really! Please, you have to let me go, uh… I don’t even know your name and you don't even know mine!”

“Regarding. My. Name. I. Do. Not. Have. One. Yet. My. Master. Must. Name. Me.” she continued, even as Marty was too shocked to speak again.

That was absolute nonsense! How could such an enormous being not have a name! And he had to pick one? He didn’t even have the right to pick the family goldfish’s name! Still, it was perhaps his only way to make her stop what she was doing and bring him back to his home, safely. He licked his lips, doing his best to suppress the tremor in his body which made his voice shrill and weak. He had to think of something real good, something which sounded strong and powerful and yet gentle, perhaps? Something which didn’t sound too dumb, if possible… there was no telling what would happen if she disliked her name after all!

“Okay, so, uh… I… I name you…” he started, even as he was still frantically searching for something to say – and then he decided to go with his gut’s feeling, not as if he could do anything else at this point. “I name you Adendra!”

“Adendra. I. Like. That. Name.” she replied almost immediately, and he noticed something surprising; her face was starting to look more expressive and even her beautiful eyes started to shine differently from before, as if getting a name had alighted something inside of her and Marty wasn’t certain he had chosen wisely. “I thank you Master!” she said, smiling now.

The change of behavior was as sudden as he was drastic. Suddenly the golem girl – Adendra, he corrected himself, even if it seemed absolutely ridiculous to name her as he had, well, named her – had become able to display real emotions, it seemed. But it didn’t mean she had changed her mind about protecting him, since she didn’t fished him out of her titanic breasts and immediately put him back on the ground. And when he saw how she was beaming at him now, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to convince her, even with those changes!

“Hum, Adendra?” he called her, and she beamed at him, almost giggling. “Could you… you know… bring me back to my home?”

“But you are at home Master,” she chuckled, and he flinched. “You named me, a Golem. It is but the start of my real life and I shall be your protector, your servant and, of course, your home, Master. I am still small, of course, but soon enough I’ll grow tall enough that you’ll be able to live in me. Rooms are growing inside of me as we speak, I can tell it!”

She was mental! That’s what Marty felt, but there was nothing he felt able to do to stop that madness. All he could do was to think frantically of a way to make her change her mind, at least a little. The idea of living inside of her, whatever it meant, wasn’t exactly appealing to him. Sure was sexy and all, but if she had to grow large enough to accommodate him… he’d be as small as an ant compared to her. And what if he wanted to meet someone, a human girl? He wouldn’t be able to bring someone to a busty giantess and tell it was just his house, people would assume he was a pervert of the worst kind!

But it didn’t seem that Adendra was particularly worried about it. She was smiling at him, tenderly now, and clearly waited for him to do something else, perhaps pat her on the head, no matter how ridiculous that idea was. He gulped and tried to muster the will to order her to put him on the ground. If he was his master, surely he could do that? She wouldn’t put him in someplace dangerous or even just not listening to him. He took a deep breath, steeled himself and raised a finger toward the golem’s face, who looked at it quizzically.

“Listen to me Adendra! I… I order you to put me back on the ground! You can’t just abduct me like that!”

If he hadn’t sounded so worried, with his throat still far too tight to be comfortable talking, perhaps he’d have felt more confident about his chances of success. But of course, he was worried and it seemed that the golem wasn’t particularly willing to listen to him now. She frowned, looking a little unhappy now, perhaps even somewhat angry. Did giving her a name had made her more volatile? It seemed it was so and Marty felt a cold sweat run down his back when she glared at him and picked him up swiftly with her large brick-like fingers.

“Master, what are you talking about? Do you want to leave me? It is unacceptable. You need to remain near me at all times, it is my duty to you. I won’t accept anything which goes against that directive, not even an order from you. If you want to leave me alone, then it means I am not taking my duty seriously enough. But I know what to do to convince you to not go away.”

“Wait, what are you doing!” he yelped when she brought him away from the relative safety of her large bosom and started to bring her hand – and thus him – down, toward the region where a pussy would have been on a normal girl, but here he couldn’t see anything but a small wall of bricks.

But the wall seemed to dissipate, as if it had only been a mirage, revealing the very much girly and quite wet pussy underneath. He gasped and yet he was unable to even scream or squeak. His whole body tensed in fear, which probably helped Adendra, who simply shoved him, head first, into her. It was absolutely horrifying and he would have screamed now if his mind and his body didn’t feel as if they had been severed and formed now two different entities. His body seemed to appreciate what was happening to him, maddeningly enough. But his mind was reeling and screaming silently to ask for forgiveness.

He couldn’t tell how long it lasted, perhaps barely a minute or two at the most, perhaps a quarter of an hour. It was absolutely impossible for him to know, considering how Adendra’s hand blotted out the sun. It was maddening and he started to cry and feebly hit the walls of flesh around him, as he was pushed deeper and deeper. But of course, all it did was to excite the golem even more, it seemed. So frightened by all of this, he couldn’t even fathom what outsiders may have been seeing; probably a spectacle which was quite different from anything their small town had ever seen.

Finally, it seemed that even Adendra reached the end of her ability to endure such a stimulation and she came. Her juices flowed all over Marty’s body, coating it, his hair and his eyes, clogging his nostrils and even his mouth. He was terrified that it’d be how he’d died, suffocating inside a giantess he had given a name, somehow. Mercifully, his body reacted on its own and he gulped down the fluids, allowing him to breathe through a painful throat, as his tongue tingled with the strange taste of those love juices. Just as he started to get calmer, he realized that he wasn’t moving anymore and he wondered if it was a good or a bad thing.

He hadn’t much time to consider it however as he was pulled out, dripping and shivering a little, his clothes utterly ruined by both the rough treatment he had endured and the fluids of the golem girl. And as he swayed in the air, precariously held between the brick-like fingers, he realized he wasn’t in Kansas anymore. Monster girls had to come from somewhere, and as he looked around, it was obvious he wasn’t on Earth anymore but instead wherever they came from. It was absolutely terrifying and his mind almost shattered at the idea that he was beyond any hope of salvation now.

He was brought to Adendra’s face, and he was far too weak and broken mentally now to even put up a pretense of a show. Instead he let her look at him, shivering and weeping silently. If he had expected such a sight to change her mind, he was wrong. She was clearly happy with what she had done, since she nodded happily and smiled proudly. He couldn’t fathom why. Perhaps it was true, those stories he had heard about golems always being somewhat defective. But unlike in fictional stories, he couldn’t see how he’d manage to stop her. There was no name he could have partially erased to stop her.

“It seems you won’t try to fly away now master” she boomed, a large grin on her face. “It is good. Now that we have deeply bonded and that you know where your home is, I shall grow to accommodate you as best I can. May my love be strong enough that I become tall enough to protect you from all the dangers of this world and yours, Master!”

If Marty had still entertained delusions about his hopes of escaping back to his former life, they would have been dashed at the very moment he was dropped again on Adendra’s tits, and he saw them ballooning all around him. And they weren’t the only thing growing, of course. The golem girl was growing taller at an alarming rate. In a matter of seconds she had doubled in size and was showing no signs of slowing down. All the young man could do was to lay flat on her enormous tit, hoping that the madness would stop soon enough.

It didn’t. Not until she had reached what was probably two hundred meters tall, at which point Marty’s terror had become so great he doubted it’d ever leave him now. He was weeping softly, silently, as Adendra’s breathing relaxed. He didn’t dare look up when he heard her cheer, her voice booming like thunderclaps, yet not deafening to his ears. Perhaps it was all a bad dream, some demented nightmare he had because he had met a semi-human girl for the first time the day before? But the freezing cold temperature on his body as her fluids solidified told him otherwise.

Finally, he managed to gather enough willpower to see what had happened. Surprisingly enough, he was safe where he was, the golem’s breasts were now so massive compared to him that he couldn’t fall over their edge to his death. He slowly got up and met the gleeful gaze of Adendra, who gestured for him to approach her neck, where a collar-like bit of walls had appeared. There were other changes, a sort of crown had grown on her head, and she looked even more beautiful, almost regal. It was hard to believe he was the master, and in any case, he approached her neck as he was told.

A gate was here, which he pushed. To his surprise, a full room, looking almost out of a Disney movie, was waiting for him, with a large bed with sheets and all, and some torches which gave light without burning any wood. He blinked and turned around, only to see that the door had disappeared. What was happening? As he swirled around once more, he gasped as a three meters tall Adendra stood at the other side of the room, naked, looking fully human now, and clearly eager to try this new bed with him.

“Master, you are in need of some tender love” she beamed, as she approached him and lifted him with ease.

“But… how?” he managed to ask as she carried him to bed.

“It is a servant duty to always take care of her master,” she replied. “Always.”