A Life Worth Living by omanahan88

“It’s nice out tonight…” 

Jenna peered over to the passenger seat of her car where Ulysses was quietly sitting, staring out the window towards the large expensive looking house just up the hill. Pulling the vehicle over to the side of the road, Jenna put the transmission in park and turned to face her tiny friend who seemed to be far too lost in thought to realize that they had stopped moving. 

“Yo. Hey! Earth to Ulysses. Can you hear me?” She asked, snapping the small man out of his fugue state. 

“Huh? Yeah, what's up?” He asked, confused.

“Are you good? You seem… I don’t know. Off.” Ulysses shook his head and waved off his giantess friend.

“Yea, no. I’m good. Just a little… nervous, I guess.” He replied. Jenna nodded knowingly to him. She had to commend the man for his commitment to the unknown. Jenna was very sexually forward and was always down to try something new, but even she had to admit that the idea of being less than an inch tall and putting herself between two horny giants was something that would scare the ever living shit out of her. That being said, she certainly didn’t want to be the reason that he bailed on what could potentially be the most memorable night of his entire life. 

“Understandable to be nervous. Are you ready?” She asked. Ulysses took a long, deep breath and stared up at the house on the hill. 

“Yea… yeah I’m ready.”

Jenna gave a curt nod and put the car back in drive, proceeding through the intersection and turning up onto the long driveway that led to the Bloomfield residence. As she slowly approached the front of the beautiful stone faced home, the young college student couldn’t help but think about how much her crappy little beater sedan stood out as she parked beside the large silver Lexus. She could only hope that one day she’d be able to afford a place like this. 

“Alright man, it's time.” She said, reaching her hand down on the seat and waiting for her roommate to climb on. Ulysses stood in place for a moment, his heart now beating out of his chest as he stood at the point of no return and gazed deeply into the abyss of potential futures stretching out before him. Jenna cocked her head as she waited for some sign of life from the small man. Her heart began to ache for her friend. Perhaps this was all too much for his first time. “Hey bud, there’s no shame if you can’t go through with this. Mrs. B will understand.”

Ulysses turned and looked up at Jenna with a confident smile and a look of fierce determination on his face. The small man shook his head and stepped forward onto her palm. 

“Fuck that, I’m gonna go fuck a giantess.” Jenna’s face lit up with excitement. She scooped Ulysses up off the seat and lifted him up to her face. He saw her plump lips curl up into a bright smile. Her warm breath washed over him as she whispered her reply. 

“That’s fucking hot man. So fucking hot.” Jenna popped open her own door and began quickly approaching the front door, cradling Ulysses’ tiny body close to her chest. Sneaking up to the front door the giantess redhead gently set him down on the welcome mat, ignoring his protestations as pressed the doorbell and began to retreat back to her car. 

“Hey! HEY! What are you doing!” Ulysses shouted, fully expecting his friend to hand him over to Bethany directly. However, his massive roommate appeared to have other plans as she said one last thing to him in a hushed shout. 

“Good luck! And get me some goddamn pictures. I wanna see everything when I pick you up tomorrow!” With that, Jenna slammed her door shut and began to quickly back her car down the long laneway to the street. Ulysses turned slowly as he heard the sound of the massive door swinging wide open behind him. With a resounding thunder, a pair of gargantuan, pale feet arrived upon the threshold just before Ulysses small frame. The nervous Lilliput craned his neck to behold the giantess in all of her glory. Bethany leaned out the front door, following the strange car with her eyes as she watched it squeal out of her driveway.

“Hmmmmmm.” The giantess brushed a lock of her shimmering golden hair back over her ear. The sconce over the door silhouetted her head in a warm halo of light truly befitting her godly figure. “Tsk, ridiculous.” Bethany shook her head as she slowly began to step back inside her home. Seeing her place her arm on the immense oaken door, Ulysses quickly came to the realization that he needed to get her attention, and fast.

“Mrs. Bloom- BETHANY!” Ulysses shouted as loud as he could, desperately clambering forward towards the giantess’ foot. Thankfully, the massive woman merely shifted her weight into the back foot but she did not step fully back inside the threshold. This momentary pause alloyed Ulysses the time he needed to throw himself between Bethany’s gently splayed toes. 

“Oh!” The sudden intrusion of something landing between her toes caused Bethany to recoil her foot in surprise. Immediately she assumed that a bug had taken up an invasion of her home. The reaction was infinitely more terrifying for little Ulysses. Bethany’s neatly pedicured toes clamped around his midsection. He was swiftly carried into the house where the well dressed woman slammed her enormous foot to the floor. As the pressure was released from his chest, Ulysses took a deep ragged breath, filling his senses with the thick, sweet aroma of vanilla scented lotion. 

“Oh! Jesus, Ulysses.” The realization hit Bethany like a freight train as she suddenly understood her tiny intruder to be her student and not a cricket. “Fuck! I’m so sorry.” The giantess spread her toes open and allowed the miniature man to free himself from her vice-like grip. Ulysses was grateful to be free of danger, but despite the immediate potential for harm that they posed, he was incapable of freeing his eyes from the glossy sheen of her toes. 

Bethany waited for some sort of response from the tiny man, but soon realized that she didn’t have her earbuds in. “Shit, right. Sorry. Let me just…” The titanic blonde spun on her heels and began to swiftly plod across the expansive marble floor into the island bar in her kitchen. It was remarkable just how quickly she was capable of navigating the vast plains of her kitchen. The small man sprinted after the giantess, but each of her immense strides put what seemed like miles between them in an instant. 

When Bethany reached the polished granite countertop, she removed a single earbud from a small black case and gently nestled it into the cavity of her ear. She turned heel once more to find Ulysses valiantly sprinting his way towards her. Bringing a hand to her mouth as she attempted to stifle a chuckle as she watched him try to keep up with her. It was adorable seeing him put in so much effort. However, her eyes strafed back up to the front door still wide open. 

“Ooop, hang on. Let me get that.” Bethany said, striding back towards the door. Ulysses froze in place as the monolithic woman was suddenly barrelling towards him with the same colossal gate that had moments ago carried her into the distance. Her massive foot came crashing down just a short distance before him, then, with a terrifying grace, Bethany took a tiny leap over Ulysses head. The Lilliputian’s eyes nearly bulged from her head as the giantess took flight. Ulysses could see every minute detail of the underside of Bethany’s foot as it passed overhead. And just as gracefully as she left the ground, the giantess landed on the other side and gently pushed the door closed. 

“Well then…” Bethany turned slowly to face her miniature guest, stepping forward so that he was poised before her toes once more. Ulysses looked his professor up and down, his heart beating loudly in his chest. He started at her toes, neatly painted with a glossy white polish. Moving upward, a flowing pair of immaculate white pants that clung perfectly to her hips with the help of a tight black and gold belt. And while the soft looking fabric hung loosely around her ankles, by the time his gaze rose to Bethany’s ample buttocks, her pants had lost all semblance of mystery, instead proudly displaying the wide curve of her cheeks for all to behold. And despite wanting to simply stare at her butt for the remainder of the evening, something continued to draw his leering gaze upward. Bethany’s top matched the rest of her outfit, in color and elegance. The frilled edges of her blouse perfectly framed her chest, leaving her soft, pale skin visible from her neckbone all the way down to her navel. 

“You’re early, young man.” The sultry voice of the blonde goddess dragged Ulysses attention from his studious examination. He met her gaze, her piercing blue eyes locked on his position as she grinned at him. 

“Uhh, yea. Sorry…” Ulysses stammered, but Bethany simply knelt down and offered her hand up for him to climb on to. 

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. No need to apologize, Mr. Staunt.” The giantess said cradling her small guest in her palm and striding into the lounge. “This just gives us a little… alone time… before the fun begins.” 

The mismatched pair arrived in the room, where Bethany set Ulysses down on the coffee table before she proceeded to light a fire in the fireplace. With the gas fire ignited, she returned to Ulysses and took a seat on the chaise lounge. He watched closely as she leaded to one side and rescued a small throw pillow from underneath her ample rump. The attractive blonde placed the pillow onto the table and gently plucked Ulysses up before placing him in the center of it. 

“I would’ve offered you a place on the lounge, but I’ve been told that it is a faux pas to leave a Lilliputian somewhere that a gulliverian might sit.” 

“Uhhh, yeah. I mean… different people have different levels of…comfort…. When interacting with Gulliverians.” He stammered, trying not to spend too much time thinking about being in the right place when the goddess took her seat. 

Bethany gave Ulysses a small smirk. They were both well aware that Ulysses would’ve paid good money to find himself anywhere that she might have even the slightest chance of setting her enormous ass. However, both of them were proceeding with a level of decorum that required them to avoid stating the obvious. 

“Well, I promise to look where I sit.” Bethany responded playfully. “Wouldn’t want to have to scrape you off the seat of my pants.” She joked, chuckling to herself. Ulysses followed in kind, though the slight waver in his voice did not escape the attention of his mountainous hostess. The giantess slightly furrowed her brow but quickly returned to her smile to avoid adding any undue stress to Ulysses mind. She raised her arm to check her watch, letting out a heavy sigh as she looked back down to Ulysses.

“Samuel is out getting a bottle of wine for tonight. He should be coming along shortly.” Ulysses peered back towards the kitchen. On the opposite side of the kitchen from the entrance to the lounge, there was a large glass door, through which he could see an enormous, floor to ceiling wine rack, brimming with dozens and dozens of bottles. 

“I mean, I’m no wine expert, but are those bottles not fit for consumption?” The small man asked, pointing towards the kitchen. Bethany let out a chuckle and shook her head.

“More like… unfit for a celebration like this.” She corrected. “After all, you are no ordinary guest of honor, Ulysses.” The giantess maintains eye contact for a solid moment, before she gently brushes her shining golden hair behind one ear. “So… how are you feeling about this evening? Are you excited?” She inquired. Ulysses shifted nervously, sitting on the soft pillow as his English professor studied him closely. He could feel the weight of her gaze resting upon him. He truly did not want to disappoint his goddess, especially not after coming this far. However, he also didn’t want to lie to her, and while it wasn’t that he wasn’t excited, per se. But he was definitely suffering from some nerves, to be certain.

“Uh, yeah. I mean… yeah. I’m… I want the night to be great. For you. And for Samuel… of course.” He said nervously. Bethany smiled warmly at him. Obviously there were still some latent nerves regarding the evening’s itinerary. With her husband due to return soon, now was a prime opportunity to help get him into the proper headspace before Samuel had the chance to detect even a hint of hesitation.

“Hey, there’s no reason to be nervous.” The giantess cooed, leaning forward in her seat. With her immense body now looming much closer, Ulysses was treated to an excellent view of her chest, her impressive bust now being thrust forward as her arms pressed her tits together. She smiled sweetly, not unaware of her actions as she continued to address the horny young man. “Tonight is going to be an incredibly fun experience for all of us. That I can promise.”

“Yeah, yeah I’m looking forward to it.” Ulysses replied, marveling at the woman’s immense tits. 

“And don’t worry one bit about Samuel.” She added, assuming that her husband was the source of the young man’s hesitancy. And while she certainly wasn’t wrong about that fact, his obvious obsession with her physical appearance kept her from even considering the fact that he might be nervous about interacting with her this evening. “He might look imposing, but he’s nothing but a gigantic teddy bear. You’d never find a gentler man.” She smiled at her student, who simply nodded his head, suddenly reminded of the impending task before him. The young man’s silence was all too loud as the pair sat through a tense moment of silence before Bethany let out a soft sigh and stood up from her seat. 

“Excuse me, I just need to get a bit more comfortable.” She said, quickly undoing her designer belt before discarding it on the table beside Ulysses. For an exciting, fleeting moment, the small man thought he might be getting a front row seat to the sexy professor taking her pants off right in front of him, however, once she had removed her belt, she instead began to strip away the several thin golden bands that adorned either of her wrists. She gave him a warm smile before turning her back, raising both hands above her head as she began to undo her neat ponytail. He wasn’t certain if it was intentional or not, but regardless, he certainly appreciated the fact that she had turned her round booty directly towards him. A subconscious smirk crawled onto his face as he imagined her simply sitting down on top of him. No flirting, no ceremony, just a simple buttcrush between a young virgin and his goddess professor. However, no such bum smothering occurred. Instead, Bethany returned to her seat and began to run her hands along her scalp, adding a bit of cute messiness to her hair as she collapsed back into the seat. 

“Ahh, much better. It feels nice to look good, there’s something to be said for feeling comfortable inside your own home.” She mused, slowly rolling her head from side to side as she stretched the muscles in her neck. Ulysses realized that he must’ve been staring dumbly at her, but as she finally lowered her gaze back in his direction, she gave him a warm smile, closing her eyes and scrunching up her face. Ulysses let out a loud chuckle and found himself returning the same cheesy, infectious smile that she had given him. 

“Soooo, how was dinner?” He asked, breaking the warm silence between them. Beth began nodding her head before she even answered and her eyes rolled backwards as she recalled the amazing meal she had just shared with her husband. 

“Oh, my god. It was incredible!”

“Really? Tell me about it!” Ulysses said excitedly. Bethany excitedly sat forward in her seat, almost knocking the Lilliput on his butt with the sudden movement. It quickly became clear to Ulysses that one of his professor’s greatest joys in life was culinary exploration. 

“So, we went to this new restaurant I’ve been dying to try. It’s over on Ventura Ave, it sits on… you know that long rocky island bit between the two bridges?” Bethany asked. Already he knew the restaurant she was talking about, it had been all that anyone was talking about for a couple months when they opened up this year. However, he didn’t want to accidentally take the wind out of her sails and so he simply nodded his head and acknowledged the local landmark. “Right, so the Restaurant is actually called The Bridge. And most people assume that it’s because of the scenic location and the main dining room looks over the Ventura bridge and you can see where the river empties into the bay. But… it's actually a reference to the bridging of French and Thai cultures, because the head chef was born in Thailand and fell in love with cooking, but then he moved to France to master his craft.”

“Ohhh yeah. Chatri Shah, right?” Ulysses added, catching the giantess a bit off guard.

“Oh, you know the place then?” She asked, impressed by his knowledge of the arguably niche world of french-thai fusion cuisine. 

“I haven’t been yet, unfortunately. But I did read his book. He talked a bit about how his dad inspired him to be curious in the kitchen and how he sort of refused to stay within those conventional lines of thought when it came to cultural cuisine. That’s so cool that you got in, I hear the wait list has been packed for months.”

“Oh it has. But one of the women from my sorority actually works in the city as an events coordinator and she introduced me to the front of house manager.” Bethany cocked her head to the side and gave Ulysses a respectful look of admiration. “I can’t believe you’ve actually read his book. What made you want to read it?”

“Uhh, well my mom actually. She’s always been a huge… well foodie, I guess. But honestly I hate that word, haha.” Ulysses chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. As he mentioned his mother, he could practically hear her say “awwwwwwwwww” just from the look on her face. 

“That’s so sweet. You’re just a big ol momma’s boy then, huh?” The giantess cooed playfully. Ulysses sort of shrugged and nodded his head, his cheeks turning a bit rosy at the accusation. 

“Yeah, a little bit. We bonded a lot through food as I was growing up. For Lilliputians, we don’t traditionally have specifically regionalized cuisines. Sort of because of the circumstances of life at our size, a lot of Lilliputians culture around the world all kind of have fairly similar food traditions. So when we as a people started to interact more with Gulliverians, cuisine was one of the biggest shocks for a lot of people. There’s just so much unique culture out there. Stories that people tell through food.” Ulysses let out a tiny chuckle as he rubbed the phone in his pocket. “In fact, whenever I call and talk with my mom, she asks me about any new restaurants I’ve been to.”

Bethany was pushing forward her bottom lip, pouting as her heart melted from the sweet story that Ulysses had shared with her. “Awwwww, that’s adorable. You’ll have to invite her out to visit sometime. Sam and I would adore sharing dinner with you and your family.”

“Thanks, Beth. I think mom would love that.” Ulysses replied genuinely. He had been thinking about having his folks out to see the big city at some point so they could see the Gulliverian world for themselves. But honestly the idea of escorting anyone around seemed laughable at his size. He wondered if Mrs. Bloomfield was being genuine about her offer. If so, he’d love to take her up on it. 

The blonde giantess sat backwards, shaking her head at the fact that she had actually met someone else who had read Chef Shah’s book. Obviously she knew the her student was a bright young man with an appreciation for literature and genuine curiosity about the world around him, but it was pretty cool to know that they had something in common to chat about. Silently she began to think up some other fun restaurants that she hadn’t been to in a while. She wondered how adventurous he might be. There was a West African restaurant she’d wanted to try again, but her husband was not a big fan of the food. Maybe she could have Ulysses and Jenna join her sometime for dinner and drinks. 

As the gargantuan blonde relaxed a bit more, she lifted one foot into her lap, using one hand to gently massage her wrinkled sole. Ulysses was rapt as he watched her massive thumb begin to firmly dig into the soft flesh of her sole. His mouth began to water as the waves of supple flesh rolled beneath the rhythmic movements of her powerful digits. 

“Sorry, you’ll have to forgive me.”Bethany said, gently massaging her own foot. “I have these heels, amazing shoes, really. You should see the way they make my ass look.” The tiny man nearly choked on spit upon hearing those words. It was hard to imagine how any pair of shoes could improve the appeal of her already immaculate, awe inspiring ass. “But… they hurt like a bitch. I mean, why is it that a man’s favorite pair of shoes on a woman is always the most uncomfortable pair?” And while Ulysses operated under the assumption that Gulliverians were too large to perceive the smaller details of his movement, Bethany was able to pick up on the fact that his gaze was still locked on her tired sole. 

“No, I mean… they sound like… like a great pair of shoes.” Ulysses stammered, suddenly finding his mouth had run a bit dry. It was then that the sage advice of his Gulliverian roommate echoed through his mind; Be of service to her, treat her like the goddess that you think she is. “I mean, what’s the cost of looking that good for an evening? A foot rub? It’s a price I’d be happy to pay.”

Bethany’s eyes flicked over towards her diminutive guest. A slight smile curled up onto her lips. She knew all too well the things that men would obsess over and there were no fewer than a dozen men who had been remarkably quick to offer to rub her feet. However, Ulysses was the first Lilliput to make the ask. 

“Oh? Is that an offer?” She asked slyly, aiming her foot in his direction as she began to flex her powerful toes. “I’m used to being offered foot rubs, but are you sure you’re up to the task?? She smirked playfully. However Ulysses began to enthusiastically nod his head up and down. 

“Of course. It’s the least I could do. You’ve been so kind as to invite me into your home.” He replied, cracking his knuckles as the giantess set both of her feet before the shrunken man. She grinned wildly as she realized that he was completely invisible behind her feet. A part of her wanted to get a picture of him stuck to the underside of her sole, just to see the sheer difference in size.

“Sorry about the size. My feet are pretty big.” Bethay was commenting about the relatively large shoe size that she boasted. A US women’s size 10 meant that even compared to other Gulliverian women, her feet were far from what anyone would call “petite.” 

“Yeah, they’re huge.” He marveled, standing directly at her heel and gazing up into the sky at her immense toes. He only realized the precarious nature of his comment once the massive foot before him was lifted into the air and the wide sole was moved over top of his head. He looked up the length of the giantess’ long leg to see her staring intensely at him.

“Oh, huge are they?” She asked playfully. “I don’t know how I should take that. Are you calling my feet ugly? Do I need to squash you under my foot?” Typically it was a taboo to make jokes about squashing or crushing a Lilliputian. However, it was clear that the giantess intended him no actual harm and the threatening display of dominant power was an immense turn on for little Ulysses. 

“No, no of course. Nothing about you is anything short of perfect.” Ulysses quickly corrected. “But if you still want to step on me, I'd welcome it with open arms.” Bethany scoffed and set her feet back down on the table in front of the minimized student. 

“You’d be welcoming it with your face.” She retorted, chuckling to herself. Ulysses could feel the uncomfortable sensation of a raging erection once again scraping the inside of his pants from that remark. She wasn’t wrong. He would happily bury his face into the flesh of her foot without a second thought. However, since the lines of appropriate behavior were still a bit blurry, he opted to simply begin rubbing the sole of the giantess’ foot with his hands instead. 

He starts by simply placing his hand against the warm skin on the underside of her foot, just between her arch and her heel. This was a monumental moment for the small man. There was an unmistakable intimacy being shared between the two as he delicately traced his fingers along the curving ridges in her flesh. As he moved his hands, there was a sudden lurch from something beneath the skin of Bethany’s foot. The rapid movement caused Ulysses to fall backwards in surprise before the giantess laid her feet out flat so that she could see him. 

“Sorry about that. My feet can be a bit sensitive sometimes.” She said with an apologetic smile, before setting her massive soles upright once more. “Now, back to work.” Ulysses chuckled. He wasn’t one to refuse a direct order from his goddess, so without any further hesitation, he dug his palms firmly into her taut skin. 

“Mmmmm, that feels nice.” Bethany said, leaning her head back and shutting her eyes as the Lilliput began to massage her foot to the best of his ability. And while she wasn’t receiving the same sort of intense sexual gratification from the massage that Ulysses was, she was certainly beginning to see the appeal of having a small-folk involved in a relationship. Ulysses took the compliment from his goddess with zeal, quickly shifting his efforts from just hands to using his arms to grasp tightly against her sole. As he hugged the warm, fleshy foot, his cheek was pressed tightly against Bethany’s skin. The small man closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. Sweet notes of vanilla and cinnamon infiltrated his nose alongside something he could not quite identify. No, that wasn't quite right. Perhaps he had not known this exact scent before, but in his heart he knew its name to be Bethany. A tiny shudder racked his body as he took another long draught of the sweet scent of her feet. Ecstasy coursed through his body and lust quickly began to take over as Ulysses began to plant a series of hungry, passionate kisses on her immense sole. 

Bethany opened her eyes when she felt a new, odd sensation on the base of her foot. It was a bit difficult to tell precisely what Ulyssses was up to on the other side of her foot, but there was something new going on over there aside from the vigorous rubbing he had been doing moments ago. She waited for a minute, trying to place the sensation until the soft sound of slurping through her earbud brought her to the realization that the tiny man was either kissing or licking her foot.

“Is that a tiny little tongue I feel on the bottom of my foot?” She asked, the smile on her face visible with the tone of her voice alone. However, Ulysses suddenly felt like he had been caught. He stepped backwards, completely separating himself from the sensual canvas of her foot and searching for the words to apologize for his indiscretion. But before the miniscule man could find the right thing to say, the giantess noticed the sudden silence and the lack of sensation on her foot.

“I didn’t tell you to stop, young man.” She said in a serious tone, her voice sultry and commanding. Another wave of pleasure coursed through Ulysses’ body as he immediately stepped forward and resumed the massage. He was beginning to learn something about himself. It was unclear whether this extended to women other than Mrs. Bloomfield, but it was clear that he had some sort of affinity for powerful, authoritative women. 

“No, not like that. Like before.” Her voice rang out again as Bethany instinctively flexed her toes in a display of power. “For the rest of tonight, that little tongue belongs to me. And I want to feel it working.”

“Yes, goddess.” Ulysses said softly, leaning forward to drag his tongue across her skin. Despite how quiet his voice was, the transceiver picked up his words and carried them directly to Bethany’s ear. A slight shiver crawled down her spine upon being called a goddess. This young man was on the fast track to her good side, that was for damn sure. And obviously she had chosen the right man for the evening. 

“Samuel is going to absolutely love you.” Bethany said, her voice a hushed whisper as she began to understand her husband's fetish more and more. Ulysses pauses, tongue still pressed against her skin as he hears her speak. The sudden reminder that she is a married woman placed a strange mixture of conflicting emotions in his mind and he began to feel that if he did not make himself heard now, it would start to eat him alive. 

“Bethany, I’ve… I’ve got to tell you something.” The giantess shifted her feet to bring the small man into view. There was an evident concern across her face as she stared at him, but there was also a gentle softness that made him feel safe in sharing his truth right here and now.

“Okay, go on. You can tell me anything.” She said, keeping her feet set to either side of his body. 

“I…. God, I don’t even know how to start.” The young man searched for the right words to say, but everything felt like it came up short. How exactly was one supposed to confess their feelings to a goddess like her? His heart raced in his chest, but he was committed now. There was truly no sense in going backwards. “I can’t even begin to describe the breadth of my feelings for you.” Ulysses kept his eyes locked onto the intricate pattern carved into the edge of the coffee table, too afraid to look up and behold the look of pity on her perfect face. However, Bethany’s glossy giant toenail drew up beneath his chin, gently prodding his head upwards until he was looking directly at her. She smiled sweetly at him and gave a gentle nod of her head. 

“It’s okay. Please, continue.”

Ulysses took a deep breath and calmed his mind, plumbing the depths of his soul for the very courage that this pristine giantess inspired within him.

“Bethany, I care for you in a way that I do not know that the term love can adequately describe. I long for you in a way that the term lust simply cannot convey. Since the very moment that you graced my presence, I have been enthralled by your beauty. For the first ever time, I truly understood the plight of those men who plunge the very world into the darkness of war at the behest of their hearts. But it wasn’t until you allowed me the privilege of knowing you just a bit more, that I understood why no wars had ever been fought in the name of your beauty.” Bethany’s mouth hung slightly agape, listening to the words that poured into her ear. She wasn’t an idiot. She knew the nature of Ulysses' impending confession. But she hadn’t expected it to be so… eloquent? 

“You are kind, to the benefit of all who know you. You are sweet, to the delight of all who can see your smile. And you inspire, to the salvation of a young kid who found himself standing in foreign world, filled to the brim with possibilities .” Ulysses let out a heavy breath, feeling an oppressive weight being lifted from his shoulders as he finally made himself known to the gorgeous woman of his dreams. “To be here, living amongst the Gulliverians, veritable titans of mythology, I mean it’s simply awe inspiring for someone of my stature. But you…your beauty alone renders all other vistas mundane as anything I’ve ever known.”

There was a beat of silence as Ulysses continued to gather his thoughts. He looked up to the face of his statuesque professor, her gentle eyes filling him with an everlasting vigor that urged him to push forward. “I… I feel as though I’ve already said so much, yet still there is so much more to say. It’s maddening. It is insanity exemplified! But…” He took another long, deep breath. Immediately the words formed in his mind, a sample of the beauty that she had shared with him so many months ago, buried, but not forgotten. “There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness. And you… you are my reason.”

Bethany put a hand to her mouth as the impassioned words of this young scholar struck a chord within her. She smiled warmly, removing her feet from the table and leaning forward to address him a bit more directly. 

“Ulysses, you are an absolute treasure, do you know that?” She asked, reaching down with one finger to very delicately rub her knuckle against his cheek. Ulysses eagerly welcomed the affectionate touch of his goddess. It was impressive just how gentle she managed to be whenever she touched him, a fact that almost made him believe a relationship with a woman of her scale was actually feasible. “And to woo me the words of Frederiche Nietzsche? I’m unsurprised that one of my brightest students has proven to be a true man of culture. But the fact of the matter is, this revelation is hardly surprising, Ulysses.” Bethany said with a smirk. Ulysses was stricken with shock, unsure of how exactly his opening gambit was actually playing out. 

“Answer me this, Ulysses.” She said sweetly, offering her palm for him to climb onto. The giantess lifted her guest into the air before setting him down on the armrest of the chaise. She then leaned her body against the side of the seat, leaving Ulysses seated between her smooth armpit and her large breast. “Do you think I would have invited simply any Lilliputian into my home? To entrust with them the things I have asked you to do tonight?” Ulysses was unsure of what to say. The monolithic woman looked down at him with her head braced leisurely in her hand as she relaxed in her seat. Something about her leisurely posture only made him think that much more highly of her. As if, true to her divine nature, all things were already known to Bethany and he was simply in the process of catching up. 

“I’ll tell you. Not just anyone would’ve done. For as much love as I have in my heart for Samuel, I was not going to simply invite just any stranger into my home, into my bedroom… into my heart. No, Ulysses, I chose you.” She paused, exhaling a sweet, wine smelling gale of warm breath across his body. “I chose you, because you know how to make me feel…”

“Perfect.” Ulysses added, his eyes locked onto hers. Bethany smiled sweetly and nodded softly. They both knew she would feel too vain saying it aloud, but it was a cross he was all too happy to bear. 

“That right there. The way you look at me. I’ve been called beautiful more times than I can count… but when I see how you look at me, I feel beautiful.” Bethany sighed contentedly and smiled as she reminisced. “You know, there were plenty of times when I spent a little extra time leaning over my desk or standing over Jenna’s shoulder, just because I knew you weren’t ready to stop ogling me yet.”

“You know, ogling is such a dingy word.” Ulysses said, grinning from ear to ear. “I prefer… worship.”

“Oh, I prefer worship as well.” Bethany said with a mischievous smirk. “Tell me something, young man. You’ve made it very clear that you’re attracted to me. But what specifically? What about me drives you wild?” 

Ulysses nervously cleared his throat. There was one obvious answer, but now that she was asking him directly, he felt a bit too lewd even mentioning it. However, the sly smirk and a curt nod from his goddess was all he needed to oblige her request. 

“Your… butt.” Bethany’s smile curled up into a wide toothy grin as she shook her head. 

“My butt? Hmmmmm.” The tip of the giant woman’s tongue swept under her upper row of teeth as she stared intently down at the tiny man. “How very bold of you. You know, I’ve known Gulliverians who couldn’t accommodate me back there. Do you think you’re going to fare any better?”

Ulysses gulped nervously, but gave the giantess a wry smile of his own as he shrugged his shoulders. “I’d spend my whole life trying to succeed where others have failed.” 

Bethany shook her head and chuckled. She couldn’t deny that he had spunk, that was for sure. “Well, let no one say that you’re not a courageous man. But don’t you find it just a little bit intimidating? Getting lost in my gigantic ass? You could get lost in there and no one would even notice you.”

“Oh, don’t worry. You’ll notice me.” He replied confidently. 

She bit her lip and began to gently tug at the fabric of her top. Her courageous little knight, willing to take on all the terrors of an unknown world, just for her. Ulysses felt the swelling in his pants return as the giantess twisted her body towards him, threatening to crush him with her cleavage. However, before she could unveil a mountain of soft, supple tit flesh, the sound of the front door swinging open preceded another man’s voice calling out into the room.

“Honey? I’m back.” 

Bethany’s head snapped towards the front door and Ulysses watched the widest, most sincere smile form on her lips as the giantess beheld her husband entering the house. While he felt truly privileged to get to see the beauty of her beaming smile, some small part of Ulysses began to wither as he saw how much her demeanor improved simply by laying eyes on the man she loved. And despite the sheer impossibility of everything that had transpired so far, it sort of felt like there was no possible way for him to gain the same sort of admiration from the goddess. 

“Oh, babe!” Bethany exclaimed, quickly snatching her tiny student up in her hand, closing her fingers around Ulysses without warning as she rose up from the lounge and began walking to greet her husband in the kitchen. Samuel had already removed his neat leather loafers and hung his coat by the time that his wife entered the large open kitchen. He gave her a long look accompanied with a sweet, inspired smile as he drank her in. Bethany paused in the entrance to the lounge, keeping Ulysses in a partially enclosed fist against her butt. She hoped that he would forgive her for picking him up without consent, but she figured that giving him an up close view of her bottom would entice him into a more forgiving mood.

“Wow, you somehow manage to get more beautiful each time I see you. It almost seems impossible.” He said, setting a large bottle of wine on the kitchen countertop before walking over to embrace his petite lover. Bethany smiled sweetly at the compliment, opening her free arm to wrap around Samuel’s neck as she allowed him to bury his face in her neck. The large, burly man took several deep breaths of her unique smell before he began to shower her soft neck with tiny little kisses. Bethany knew that he was being overly affectionate because of what they had planned tonight, but still she didn't mind the extra attentions being paid to her. A little extra flattery never hurt anyone, after all. 

“Samuel, there’s someone I’d like to introduce you to…” Samuel broke away from the embrace, his eyes wide with wonder as he stared at his wife, wondering if the moment was truly here. Bethany simply smiled and walked past and took a seat at the kitchen island, letting her hand unfurl to let Ulysses slide out of her palm onto the cool granite below. Ulysses stared up into Bethany’s smiling face, he took a deep breath and gave the giantess a quick thumbs up. She nodded her head and winked before scotting her stool back and allowing Samuel and Ulysses to finally see one another. “Sweetheart, this is my student, Ulysses. Ulysses, this is my husband, Samuel.”

The gargantuan, imposing man slowly began to stride towards the countertop, his gaze perfectly fixed upon Ulysses' tiny body as he approached. Unsurprisingly, the large Gulliverian was dressed quite well. He was both tall and fit, dressed in a nice pair of charcoal gray slacks with a similarly colored, though not identical, vest. Peeking out from beneath the vest, Samuel’s colorful blue plaid shirt and striped navy tie provided a nice pop of color to the outfit. Clearly no one could ever accuse either of the Bloomfield’s of not having an immaculate fashion sense. As Samuel continued to approach, Ulysses felt an intense pressure that exuded from the immense giant. It was as if he wielded some sort of unmistakable authority that Ulysses had never really felt from Bethany, despite the fact that she would’ve been no less capable of exerting her will upon him if she so chose. Still though, the Lilliputian stood his ground and maintained eye contact with the titan as he finally reached the table. Samuel stopped and crouched down, bringing his enormous head closer to the countertop so that he could behold Ulysses fully. The pair shared a long moment of silence before Samuel’s facial expression erupted with excitement. 

“Holy cow, Ulysses, it's an absolute pleasure to meet you! God, I’ve got to tell you how much it means to me that you’ve chosen to come and celebrate with us. I’ve been-” Suddenly Samuel fell silent as Bethany placed a single hand on her husband’s back. He turned to give her a puzzled look before he quickly picked up on what she was intending to say, without her needing to actually say it. He turned his attention back to Ulysses and placed a hand behind his neck, embarrassed to have bungled his first impression with his overzealous attitude. “Right, sorry. Guess I got a bit carried away. Anyways, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Ulysses.”

Ulysses let out a soft chuckle. Bethany wasn’t kidding, despite his stature, Samuel was clearly just a big teddy bear. “No apologies needed. It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Bloomfield.” Ulysses could hear Bethany chuckle as he replied. 

“He says it's a pleasure to meet you, MISTER BLOOMFIELD.” Bethany placed a tremendous amount of emphasis on the formal honorifics. Ulysses suddenly realized that he couldn’t actually communicate with the giant. Instead, he was going to have to have all of his messages translated through their mutual love interest. Samuel looked back at his wife, shaking his head and giving her a gentle nudge.

“Please, Sam is perfectly fine…” He said, dismissing the need for formalities. 

“I’ll say.” Bethany quipped, lashing out at her husband’s posterior with a lightning fast slap. Samuel shifted his toned butt to the side, getting out of her reach before another attack came. 

“Easy there Missy, don’t be getting handsy in front of our guest. Why don’t you go get settled in the lounge and I’ll fetch a couple glasses. Ulysses, do you like wine?”

“Ummmm, well, I’m not sure. Never actually had it before.” Bethany’s gaze snapped down toward the young man. She hadn’t quite expected a college student to not jump at the opportunity to enjoy a drink, especially given the immense pressure he must be under. 

“He says he’d love some.” Bethany lied, scooping Ulysses gently off of the counter and returning to the lounge where they had been relaxing just a short while ago. The giantess placed him back down onto the cushion on the coffee table and retook her place on the chaise. She leaned forward, allowing herself to whisper to the small man without letting her husband hear. 

“I’m sorry, it never occurred to me that you probably haven’t been doing all that much partying on campus, have you?” She asked. Ulysses rubbed his arm nervously, a bit ashamed of how immature he must be coming off. 

“No, not really.”

“Not to worry.” Bethany said, gently assuring the tiny man. “This is a safe place to do a bit of exploration. And besides, you’ll want the benefit of a bit of liquid courage once things start to get fun.” Bethany gave Ulysses a tiny wink, just as Samuel came carrying the wine bottle and two glasses in one hand, along with a strange wooden block in the other. The giant man set everything down on the coffee table beside Ulysses. He had to marvel at the way that Sam carried the humongous wine bottle and the glasses in a single hand, his innate strength dwarfing his own more than ten thousand fold. 

“Alright, here we go. I got this little beauty as a birthday gift.” Samuel said, setting the massive wooden block on the table and turning it so that Ulysses could see a shining metal spigot emerging from the wooden framework. Sam uncorked the bottle of wine and set the wooden device on top, screwing it into place and flipping it over so that the bottle was upended. Samuel then took the two Gulliverian wine glasses and placed them under the large spout, filling each of them up just below halfway. 

“One for the lady.” Sam said sweetly as Bethany took her glass from him. He then turned to look down at Ulysses as he took a seat on the other end of the lounge chair, before Bethany placed her bare feet into his lap. “And you’ll have to forgive me for being a poor host, Ulysses. I’m afraid I just don’t have the dexterity to pour you a glass of your own. But please, help yourself.”

Ulysses looked to the base of the device where there were some smaller arrangements for Lilliputians to pour themselves a much smaller drink from the unreasonably large source bottle. It was a cool little device that helped foster intersized socialization, something that Ulysses appreciated was deemed worthwhile enough for such an elegantly designed tool. He slowly walked forward, pouring some wine into a small metal cup that was magnetically sealed to the Lilliput station of the wine bar. 

“Wow! I wonder what thoughtful, kind, hot person thought to get you something like that?” Bethany said, laying it on thick as she was clearly the one to buy the gift. Samuel smiled warmly and lifted one of his wife’s hands gently and placed a kiss on her fingers. 

“And what a very thoughtful and kind gift it was… from my very hot wife.” He replied with a smirk. It wasn’t difficult for Ulysses to pick up on the giddy swooning that Bethany did as her husband complimented her. It took only a cursory glance to understand the affection that these two giants shared for one another as they held a loving look for just a few moments. But for as deeply as he gazed into the eyes of his lover, Samuel did not let his affections prevent him from being a gracious host. “Now, I hope you like the wine. I wasn’t sure what your preferences were, so I figured I would err on the sweeter side. And I’ve never met someone who didn’t enjoy Fiore d'Morte.” Samuel lifted the glass to his nose, taking a quick sniff and savoring the sweet bouquet of aromas before bringing the cusp of the glass to his lips and allowing the deep, burgundy liquid to drain into his mouth. 

“That’s okay…” Ulysses replied, gently swirling the glass and taking a few quick sniffs of his own. “I’m not much of a wine guy anyways.” Bethany looked at Ulysses for a moment, taking a drink from her own glass before relaying the message to the giant.

“Ulysses says he’s hardly a connoisseur. Samuel’s right dear, you’ll love it. Fiore d’Morte is a favorite of ours.” Bethany said. Once again, Ulysses picked up on the partial translation of his comment. 

“Well, certainly a favorite. I’d say Bethany here is much more of a Luke’s Sparkling Rosé type of girl.” Samuel said with a smile. There was a look of shock and playful embarrassment as she leaned forward and slapped the man on the arm. 

“It’s been seven years, you jerk!” She squealed, fighting to contain her giggles as Samuel grinned and turned his body to shield his drink from the oncoming assault. The giant blonde sat back hard in her seat, shaking her head in disbelief and staring at her husband with a look that said “you’re in trouble when I get you alone.”

“I’m sensing there’s a story here…” Ulysses said, enjoying the high energy dynamic that this couple shared so effortlessly between them. Bethany’s head snapped in his direction, her mouth slightly agape as she shook her head defiantly. 

“No, there’s no story there, so don’t even-”

“Oh, I’m so glad you asked!” Samuel interjected, sliding his wife’s feet from his lap and leaning forward to speak to Ulysses a bit more directly. Bethany shook her head in faux anger, but quickly leaned forward to wrap her arm around Samuel’s as she nuzzled her head against his arm. Samuel sat back in the lounge, planting a kiss on Bethany’s forehead as he allowed his legs to sit wide apart. Ulysses was unable to look anywhere but directly at the massive bulge that pressed up against the larger man’s slacks. While he was standing, it was far less noticeable, but once he was seated and the fabric of his pants was trapped beneath him, Samuel’s cock was pressed firmly against the plain, untextured fabric, giving Ulysses a perfect view of the behemoth’s outline. The Lilliputian man was quickly paralyzed as his mind began to recall the dick of the porn star from the video he watched a few weeks back. Obviously he couldn’t be certain, but he actually thought that Samuel’s dick might actually be even bigger. His mouth ran dry and his hands began to tremble. Suddenly the size difference between them became even more daunting as he pictured the man letting his massive hog flop out from his trousers. 

“So, it was senior year, just after winter finals. And we’re in the middle of one hell of a storm. Like, typhoon winds and sheets of sleet and rain, bad. And pretty much everyone had left for the semester already.” Samuel said, pulling Ulysses' attention back up towards his massive face, though the tiny man remained on edge, nervously glancing down towards Samuel’s dick every time there was a lull in the conversation. 

“Literally everyone…” Bethany added, taking another long drink from her glass as she hugged Samuel’s bicep. 

“Yea… And I would’ve been gone too had it not been for Dr. Miller refusing to let anyone take the final online. So I’m the one schmuck stuck on campus after they stopped running the buses. So I’m in for the night. But I don’t have any food in my dorm, so I run across campus to the cafe, only to find out that everyone there is gone too.” Ulysses joined in as the two giants chuckled at Samuel’s misfortune. “So I go bounding back through the rain towards my dorm, when the storm suddenly turns from freezing rain to full on hailstones, whipping into me at like forty miles an hour. So to avoid losing an eyeball, I go sprinting into the nearest dorm to get some cover.”

“And right as I’m looking out the front door, trying to see if I can make it to my car, some soaking wet maniac slams into the door and scares the hell out of me!” Bethany jumped in, playfully smacking Samuel again as she took another large gulp, nearly emptying her glass. “Seriously, he looked like a serial killer.”

“I told you, we prefer the term ‘selective murderers.’” The Gulliverian man joked, pointing his thumb towards Bethany as if to say “get a load of this guy.”  

Ulysses laughed, imagining the look on Bethany’s cute face as she was jumpscared. “Ha, that’s one way to introduce yourself to your future wife.” He said, assuming this was a story about how they had first met. However, Bethany shook her head no as she leaned forward to pour herself another glass from the tap. 

“No, no. We had met a couple times before. We had a few classes together, but Samuel never really paid much attention to me at the time.” She said. The large man picked up on the context of the question and stepped in to correct her. 

“Well, I wouldn’t say that. There wasn’t a man on campus who wasn’t paying attention to Bethany wherever she went. But this was the night where it was just the two of us for the first time.” Ulysses raised his glass to his lips and took a small sip of the wine. Immediately his tongue recoiled at the taste as the sour beverage assaulted his taste buds. He knew well enough that alcohol was an acquired taste, but he didn’t fully understand why the hell anyone would want to acquire it. “So, I knock on the door, practically begging her to let me in, out of the storm.”

“And against my better judgment, I oblige.” She added, staring lovingly into Samuel’s eyes. “Best bad decision of my entire life.” The pair held each other’s gaze once more, gently squeezing each other’s hands as they were swept up in the romance of that night. 

“So, with nowhere else to go, Bethany invites me up to her room where we spend the rest of the evening getting to know each other.” He said coyly. Bethany grinned wildly and turned to look at Ulysses, raising her eyebrows suggestively.

“Getting to know each other, he calls it.” She said, licking her lips as she leaned forward to kiss Samuel on the cheek. “The power went out after, oh, I don't know, fifteen minutes? So, we get out some candles and sit in the candlelight together, just talking and flirting. We wind up getting a bit bored and so I got out my twister mat.”

“Like, the floor game, twister?” Ulysses asked, having been vaguely aware of the game from some off hand mentions of it by other students. He knew it was a game designed for Gulliverian children, but since his only context for it was from college age students, he had a pretty good idea what Bethany had been using it for.

“Yeah, left foot red, that whole thing.” She confirmed. “So, we’re playing twister and I end up with my tits against the floor, legs spread, and my butt way up in the air.” Ulysses gulped dryly. He could imagine the pose very clearly in his mind. By this point, Samuel was grinning like crazy, listening to his wife recount the story.

“Well, I’d say less “Up in the air” and more “grinding against my dick.” Samuel said with a hearty chuckle. Similar to Ulysses, the Gulliverian could picture the situation in his mind perfectly, as if it were yesterday. The massive man lifted his own glass and drained the last of his one in one large gulp. Ulysses couldn’t help but notice the way his throat flexed to carry the veritable ocean of wine into his stomach. “God, I mean, I can’t even describe how much I wanted to rip those fucking pants apart and spear you right there on the game mat.”

“Ahh, Sam!” Bethany squealed, slapping a hand against her husband’s arm as her face began to flush a bright shade of red. She always got squeamish when Samuel talked dirty like this, but as her gaze flicked over to Ulysses standing on the table, she could see that he was still keeping his eyes locked on her, evidently not feeling awkward about their little story.

“Oh come on, you knew damn well what you were doing!” Samuel protested. “You basically dry humped me!” Bethany let out a betrayed scoff, putting her hand over her mouth. 

“It was only for like a few seconds. I mean, his bulge was so fucking big, god, I was helpless.” She lamented, sighing deeply as more memories of that night began to flood in. 

“You were helpless? Jesus Christ, I was a horny college kid. Back then a few seconds was more than enough.” He said with a playful wink towards Ulysses. “She started to rub her butt into my dick and at that point I was hooked. Might as well have proposed right then and there.” Bethany giggled at his remark, in complete agreement with his assessment. 

“Oh my god, don’t even!” She argued, growing playfully defensive of her own recollection of the events of that fateful night. “You were a lot of things, but fast was never one of them. And  I don’t know why, but that night, I decided if his cock felt that big soft, I had to know what it was like hard.” Ulysses nearly choked on his second sip of wine, hearing his professor talk about her husband’s big dick. Similarly, Bethany let out a loud scoff as she recalled the timid, reserved girl who had nervously led a cute boy up into her room for the first time, that night.  “God, I can’t believe the way things turned out that night. I mean… I was the type of girl who would skip a week of classes when she got a hickey. But that night? Fuck. We were lucky there wasn’t anyone left in the building after that. We fucked so hard and so loud that I think all of campus would’ve heard us if not for the damn hurricane outside.” 

“She’s not kidding. I had scratch marks in my back so deep that there’s a chance you could still see them today. Thank god I was an athlete. It takes the spirit of an olympian to keep up with this little love goddess.” The sexual tension in the air was palpable as the two giants stared at each other and reminisced. For a moment, the tiny Lilliput was afraid that things were about to ramp up right then and there, but he cleared his throat and spoke up to break the silence. 

“So… what was all that about Luke’s Sparkling Rosé?” He asked, causing Bethany to loudly snort like a giddy little piglet.

“OH MY GOD! I almost forgot.” She squealed, eliciting a confused look from Samuel. Bethany noticed the look and relayed Ulysses' question to him. “He said, what about Luke’s Rosé?” Samuel shared a similar chuckle, before turning towards the much smaller man. 

“Ah, right. Well, after about four hours of non-stop pounding, I was starting to cramp up a bit. I asked for some water to rehydrate. And what does she come back with?” He asked rhetorically.

“Luke’s Sparkling Rosé?” Ulysses responded. And although Bethany silently nodded her head with a giddy smile, Samuel couldn’t hear him.

“Two big ass bottles of Luke’s Sparkling Rosé.” 

“Now, tell him the rest of it…” Bethany said, gently prodding the man with her finger. 

“Well, she force fed me one of those bottles by luging it through her tits into my mouth.”

Bethany threw her hands into the air. “And? Did it or did it not get you in the mood for another round?” She asked, as if she were presenting a case to a judge. 

“The mood was never the issue babe. Was I horny? Yeah, for sure. Was I hydrated? Fuck no! You were draining me of fluids so goddamn fast, it's a miracle that I survived.”

“Hey, it’s not my fault you shoot such big loads. God, that first time you came, I nearly screamed. I used to get so grossed out when a guy’s cum touched me. But now, I love a man who shoots fucking rope.” She retorted, biting her lip excitedly. Ulysses was completely blown away by the path this conversation had taken. 

“Jesus Christ…” Ulysses said quietly, however loud enough that it still caught Bethany’s attention.

“Oh, sorry Ulysses. We got a bit carried away there, didn’t we?” 

“Yes, I’m so sorry. It’s not often that Bethany and I get to share that story with other people, at least not the whole story. I apologize for being so rude. So, Ulysses, tell me about yourself! Help me get to know the man who so expertly caught my wife’s attention.”

Ulysses gulped nervously at the question, slightly afraid of the implication that he was fulfilling the role of “the other man” for this titanic couple. However, Bethany’s reassurance of Samuel’s excitement for this strange pairing helped to settle his nerves enough to hold a normal conversation for a short while. He began to talk about himself, his experiences in school and how he had navigated the Gulliverian world at the size of an insect, as Bethany worked to relay his messages to the large man, taking the liberty of talking him up whenever he spoke a bit too humbly about himself. The conversation carried on for nearly an hour as Bathany and Samuel worked their way into their third glasses of wine, all the while Ulysses had barely finished his first. 

“God, that’s just so fascinating. I could only imagine taking an opportunity like that. To step away from the comforts of home and come study in the land of giants? Incredible.” Samuel said with a hearty chuckle, genuinely enthralled with Ulysses’ experiences in the Gulliverian world as well as his recollection of his own Lilliputian upbringing. The giant man raised his glass to his lips, draining the last of his drink into his mouth before he set the massive crystal structure on the table beside Ulysses. “So, what about your love life? I imagine the ladies are a big fan of yours. Tell us, any lucky ladies in your life?”

Ulysses' eyes snapped over to Bethany who was relaxed back in her seat. The giantess picked up on his panicked expression and gave him a knowing smirk as she cozied herself a little closer into her husband’s chest. Clearly she was just as interested in this answer as her husband was. Ulysses let out a little sigh as he tried to come up with a way to weasel his way out of this conversation. 

“Yea, well, everyone is really super nice on campus, but intersized socialization can be a bit difficult. Plus my studies keep me so incredibly busy, it's hard to find the time.” He said, not being entirely dishonest. It was remarkably difficult to just spontaneously join your friends for an impromptu hangout anywhere outside of campus where the Lilliputian accommodations were much more sparse. 

“He says that schoolwork keeps him too busy to be thinking about girls.” Bethany said, chuckling and shaking her head. 

“It sounds like your professors are giving out too much homework. The nerve of some people.” Samuel quipped back, eliciting a playful look of anger from the young English professor. 

“Oh, I’m not going to sit here and take the blame for this one. Come on, there must be someone.” Bethany couldn’t contain her smile as she smirked over her wine glass to see Ulysses begin to squirm uncomfortably. He needed to come up with something. How disappointed would the both of them be if he just came out and told them he was a virgin?

“Well, there is this one girl…” He began, trying to think up a fun, but believable story. 

“Oh? Do tell.” Bethany said. 

“Well, she and I were studying for…”

“Well what’s her name?” Bethany interjected.

“Uhhh, oh. Jessie.” He lied.

“Jessie who?” Bethany pressed, almost as if she knew he wasn’t telling the truth. 

“Babe, c’mon. Let him tell the story.” Samuel said, rubbing his hand along his wife’s back. This seemed to step back her enthusiasm just a bit as Ulysses proceeded to tell his story.

“Right, well Jessie and I were studying… in her room and we got to talking about how a Lilliputian and a Gulliverian might… fool around. And so she offered to let me test some things out.” 

“Sounds like a very helpful friend.” Bethany said, relaying the conversation to her husband. “But I hope you’ve got some more details to share.”

“Right, well. I’ve learned the key to fooling around with a Gulliverian is staying light on your feet.” Ulysses said, thinking back to his little practice session with Jenna. “So Jessie set me down on her chair and told me to either move my ass or get squashed under hers.” Ulysses felt a wave of relief wash over him as Bethany’s face lit up with a bright smile. It seemed that she was impressed by his little tale.

“Ooooh how fun. And how many times did you fail this little challenge?” Bethany asked quizzically. Ulysses shrugged, taking another sip of his wine as he tried to play it cool. 

“I admit it took me some time to get the hang of things.” He said. “Each time I got squished, Jenna sat on me for a little while longer, but eventually I got the hang of things and now I’m a master of dodging Gulliverian butts.”

Bethany grinned widely at him and tilted her head ever so slightly to the side. “Well, we’ll have to see about that, won’t we?” Ulysses began to cough nervously from the implication as his erection quickly began to return. Bethany continued to relay the story to Samuel as Ulysses began to retell the story of his impromptu crash course in giantess pleasure, making sure to embellish the story where it seemed appropriate. 

“Well, I suppose we should be flattered.” Bethany said coyly. “You clearly put in a lot of effort into preparing for tonight.” Samuel agreed, peeking down at his watch for a moment before giving Bethany a long look that the giantess returned in kind. Samuel quickly cleared his throat as he began to address Ulysses again.

“So, Ulysses, let me ask you a question. And please, if this comes across as rude, I apologize. But… how tall are you, exactly?” Ulysses shifted uncomfortably. He didn’t know why it bothered him so much. It wasn’t like his height was a secret or anything, but still, there was something so incredibly vulnerable about admitting the truth about his stature to a veritable god like Samuel. 

“Just over a quarter inch tall, sir.” Ulysses replied meekly, listening as Bethany relayed the answer directly into his ear. Samuel took a deep breath in, gently squeezing his wife’s hand before he opened his eyes and began to address the Lilliputian in a morte serious manner. 

“Now, first off, I want to thank you wholeheartedly for coming out to join us this evening. This has already been a remarkable birthday and I’m honored that you’ve agreed to celebrate it with us.” He gave Bethany a loving look as she took his hand in hers and began to gently kiss the back of his hand. “Now, before we proceed, I want to make sure we have an understanding. Do you know what is in store for you tonight? You’re going to be here for the both of us to enjoy.” He lifted Bthany’s hand gently into the air but quickly returned his gaze to Ulysses.

“Now, I want this to be a wonderful night for all three of us. Something special that we can share for the rest of our lives. So, I want to know, are you ready for this? If you’re uncomfortable or want to back out, I’ll totally understand. No hard feelings.”

Ulysses felt himself being crushed under the weight of the Gulliverian couple’s gaze. Truly he had never been more nervous about anything in his entire life. However, given everything he had been through to get here, he still wanted to proceed forward and earn his shot with Bethany. “Uhhhhh. No, I’m alright. I… I want to do this.” Bethany smiled down at her tiny student.

“He says that he can’t wait. Says that he’s been thinking about it all week long.” Bethany said, causing Samuel to begin gleaming with excitement as his dreams were about to come to fruition. 

“Ohhh, my god you have no idea how excited I am to hear that!” The giant said, rising up from the lounge chair and pulling Bethany up from her seat as well. He leaned in, planting a long, passionate kiss on Bethany’s lips as he held her, leaning her immense form to the side so that her hair gently brushed across the coffee table. Ulysses watched as Samuel's strong hands held tight to Bethany’s body, keeping her from falling down and squashing him like a bug. With no effort at all, the giant pulled his wife back up, looking deeply into her eyes as she ran her hands down his chest. “Tonight is going to be unforgettable.” Bethany smiled and gently ran  her hands down her husband's side and eventually down to his crotch. She began to gently massage his groin through his pants as she leaned up and began to whisper into his ear. Ulysses’ eyes were quickly dragged down to Samuel’s crotch as Bethany’s hand began to playfully tease the hidden creature. Once again, the tiny man was left feeling as though he might’ve bitten off more than he could chew. 

“Go get ready. We’ll join you in the bedroom.” Bethany said breathily, gently biting his earlobe before she pulled away. Samuel nodded excitedly and gave Ulysses one final look of thanks before he began to make his way out of the room, unbuttoning his shirt as he disappeared around the corner. Quickly, Ulysses walked over to get another glass of wine, coming to the realization that he could use the additional courage. However, before he could reach the tiny bar, he found himself being swept up into Bethany’s palm as she quickly carried him out of the lounge and into her on-suite bathroom. 

Moments later, the giantess arrived in the bathroom with her tiny companion, where she placed him gently on the countertop. They stared at each other for a few moments before Ulysses finally spoke up and broke the tension.

“Soooo, that wasn’t exactly what I said.” Immediately Bethany looked a bit guilty.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry. But you have to understand. Samuel is the type of man to only think about what other people want. He’s always so quick to forgo his own desires for someone else. And tonight… I just don’t want tonight to be like that.” She admitted, crouching down so that she could speak softly so that only Ulysses could hear her. “Look, if you want to back out now, I’ll break the news to Samuel, but if you really are intending on going through with this, I would personally appreciate it if you put your all into it. If Samuel has any reason to think you’re not enjoying yourself, he’s not going to be able to enjoy himself… so please, as a favor to me. Get excited.”

There was another long moment of silence, as the pair grappled with the feeling of unease between them. Bethany let out a heavy sigh, feeling guilty about not giving enough consideration for how truly difficult this must be for the tiny man. Perhaps she had pressed him too hard too fast. As much as she wanted to give this experience to Samuel, she certainly didn’t want to force Ulysses to do something he wasn’t comfortable with, anymore than Samuel wanted to.

“Alright, look…” Bethany began, the disappointment clear on her face. However, before she could continue, Ulysses spoke up.

“No… Bethany, it’s okay. I do want to do this.” He said confidently. “I want tonight to be perfect… for all of us.” Immediately, Bethany’s big smile returned as she excitedly leaned forward to plant an enormous kiss on the tiny man. Ulysses was nearly flattened out by the enormous, pillowy lips of his titanic professor. By the time that Bethany backed away and removed her heavenly kiss from his torso, Ulysses heart was racing at a mile per minute. He smiled up at her with his widest, goofiest, cheesiest smile, causing the giantess to giggle as she shook her head.

“You’re a treasure, Ulysses.” The buxom woman said, turning her back to the tiny man as she began to undo the buttons on her blouse. “Now, go ahead and get undressed. It’s time for the fun to start.” She ordered, allowing her own shirt to fall carelessly to the bathroom floor. Ulysses’ eyes traced up and down the length of his teacher’s bare back as she began to undo her massive brazier, letting it fall away just the same. The view was awe-inspiring. From the gentle curve of her hips, up along the musculature of her toned back, all the way up to her slender shoulders where the giantess turned her head to peer back at Ulysses. 

“Enjoying the view, little man?” She cooed with a playful giggle. Obviously they were both aware of just how much the Lilliputian was enjoying himself, but still he affirmed his gratitude with a soft response.

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Ha, ma’am? Bethany is perfectly fine, thank you.” She said, leaning forward slightly as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her pants. Slowly, she began to pull the fabric down past the generous curve of her butt, revealing her pale cheeks to Ulysses with a long, drawn out tease. “Or, if you prefer… you may call me goddess.”

“Goddess…” Ulysses echoed, trying valiantly to not buckle at the knees as Bethany’s panty clad ass was revealed to him in all of its glory. However, the show was not over quite yet, much to the tiny man’s delight. Bethany began to gently roll down her underwear, rescuing the simple green fabric from the crack of her ample ass. Now that she was fully nude, as was Ulysses, the tiny man could not help himself from taking hold of his cock and firmly grasping it in hand. With her back turned to him as she began to dress herself in her best set of lingerie, it was Ulysses soft gasps that gave him away. 

“Not so fast Mister Man… hands off.” She commanded in a sultry yet stern voice. “You wouldn’t want to celebrate all on your own, would you?” Immediately Ulysses released his grip on his dick, though it didn’t go as far as he would’ve like to preventing the rapid buildup of anticipation within him.

“Fuck me…” He moaned under his breath, staring directly into the crack of her gargantuan ass as she pulled up a lacy, red and black pair of cheeky panties that accompanied the matching bra. 

“Boys, no matter the size, they’re all the same.” Bethany chuckled as she thought to herself.  She proceeded to add a pair of high high mesh stockings to her ensemble that hooked directly into her panties, creating a gentle pressure that squeezed her thighs just enough to pronounce the suppleness of her perfect body. 

“Well, what do you think?” She asked, somewhat nervously. She knew she looked good, but tonight she wasn’t just going for good. She wanted to be…

“Perfect.” Ulysses said, stepping forward slowly with an outstretched hand as she approached the countertop. She could feel the light touch of his tiny hand against her upper thigh when she stood before the mirror. The massive woman gave her tiny companion another warm smile before her attention was turned back to her reflection. She began to slowly reapply her dark lipstick and adjust her hair, ensuring that everything was perfectly in place.

“Perfect…” Bethany repeated, smacking her lips playfully before she turned down to look at Ulysses again. The giantess wore a wicked grin as her face descended upon him once again. Her lips puckered as she pressed him flat onto his back again. “Mmmmmmwha!” She said loudly, smacking her lips as she kissed the tiny man. She had to stifle a hearty giggle as she stood back up to her full height upon seeing Ulysses tiny body, now almost entirely coated in a layer of her lipstick. 

Slowly Ulysses climbed to his feet, watching as Bethany re-examined her makeup in the mirror before he looked down to examine his own body. A dark maroon waxy substance coated his legs and chest. The giantess had marked her territory. He was hers… forevermore.

“Are you ready?” She asked, satisfied that her little kiss hadn’t ruined her makeup even slightly. Ulysses nodded his head eagerly and Bethany began to reach down to pick him up, but she held her hand at the last minute. “Hold on… I almost forgot.”

Ulysses looked up expectantly at the goddess. Bethany grinned a playful grin as she cocked her head to one side and held up two fingers like a peace sign. “I gave you two kisses. I think that means you owe me two kisses.”

“Of course! I would be honored!” Ulysses said eagerly, stepping forward towards the edge of the countertop.

“Ah, not so fast.” Bethany said seductively, using her index finger to gently tap Ulysses on the head before she spun in her heels and presented her monolithic ass to him. The lucky Lilliputian could hardly contain himself as Bethany gripped the underside of her heft cheeks, lifting several hundred pounds of diving assflesh as she backed up until the back of her thighs were pressing against the countertop. Ulysses laid helplessly in the shadow of his goddess’ immense ass.

“You had better be as quick on those feet as you say you are… unless you want to be squished.” Bethany taunted as she began to plop her massive butt down on the counter. Mercifully, Ulysses wasn’t squashed beneath her pillowy cheek, despite being completely paralyzed by arousal. Instead, he found himself safely poised in the cleft of her ass crack, with massive walls of supple flesh on either side of him.

“Well? Kiss kiss.” Bethany said playfully, shaking her butt gently from side to side. Not foolish enough to let this golden opportunity slip through his fingers, Ulysses rabidly crawled to his feet, throwing himself against the wall of flesh. He took a long, deep breath, savoring the unmistakable musk as it mixed with the perfumed scent of her skin. Gently he began to trace his hand along the ridge of where her panties hugged the interior of her cheek, eliciting an immediate reaction of goosebumps that quickly formed on her skin. A shudder ran up the length of Bethany’s spine, causing her to think about just how remarkably sensitive she was to the touch of this tiny man. Ulysses loudly planted one kiss on the interior of her left cheek

“One.” He said flatly, making sure his smooch was loud enough for Bethany to hear through his earpiece. He walked to the other side of the crack and began to gently trace the ridges of her goosebumps with his tiny hands. He wanted to take his time and really enjoy the opportunity to kiss her flawless booty. However, it seemed that the giantess was starting to grow too enticed by the tiny presence in her ass.

“You better hurry it up, or I might just tuck you inside.” She threatened, reaching back to hook a finger in between her panties and her ass. However, the threat had the opposite effect on Ulysses, making him question if this was an actual option on the table. 

“I wouldn’t be opposed to that…” Ulysses whispered, causing the giantess to lift herself off the counter before he could get his second kiss. Bethany crouched down, bringing her newly flushed face level with Ulysses' tiny body. 

“I’ll make you a deal…” she said, unwittingly biting her lip. “You put on a good show tonight… and I’ll give you a night all to yourself. Just you and me. You can go wherever you want and do whatever you want.”

With that promise, both Ulysses and Bethany were as ready as they were ever going to be. The giantess picked up her tiny companion, cradling him gently in the palm of her hand against her stomach. Bethany took one last deep breath, contending with butterflies in her stomach as she pushed open the door to the bedroom, ready to get started with what promised to be the most sensual night of her entire life.