It was 12 midnight, and Hannah was wide awake. The military presence had all but vanished; they were now dedicated to the organisation and repopulation of the city, a task far more monumental than moderating the titan. She leaned up, and in the distance, saw the shanty town that her supporters had erected. She still felt moved, and could still taste their meaty, succulent forms, even though the squirming in her gut had since vanished. Meanwhile, a lone woman sat on a nearby hill, gazing at Hannah with a pair of binoculars, her hands shaking from the notable chill of the winter air and high altitude. “You’ve been late for work far too much lately, Ingen…” she remarked to herself, as she started the several mile jog to come closer to Hannah, ignoring the stinging injuries over her body.
This young woman was nothing if not familiar with the hills and mountains outside the city limits, climbing them was one of her hobbies. Frantically, she dexterously wrapped her limbs and body around the terrain, navigating it with absolute ease, barely even breaking a sweat. However, despite her mastery of the environment, her foot snagged a rock, which sent her toppling over onto her front, to the sound of a painful “Oof!” While she was careful to conceal her grunt, the rock had no intentions of such subtlety. By itself, it would have tumbled down the side harmlessly and silently. That would be, if had not dislodged several other rocks, creating an echoing series of thuds and crashes. As the woman, draped in a thin, orange tank top and a tattered, thick jacket, raised herself to her feet, brushing her brunette hair to the side and shrugging of her scraped, lightly bleeding knee, the giantess’s attention was caught. Hannah looked over to the mountain (that was not as tall as she was) and caught the conclusion of the rocks tumbling display. She was quite prepared to shrug it off as nothing of importance; that was until her eyes, quite by chance, peered upwards, and noticed the woman concealed in shadow standing there. Giving a smile, Hannah almost boomed a hello at the girl that was clearly watching her. However, in the interest of peoples sleep, she settled for a friendly wave.
Her smile thinned, however, when the girl shook her head and kept walking. The anonymous individual stood there for a second, while Hannah tried to focus on her. She seemed familiar, somehow. Quietly, the girl asked “So, is it true you have, like, super hearing now?”
“Uh, yeah, I…” Hannah noticed a few lights turn on from the campsite “I guess it is…” she concluded, bringing her face closer to her girl, talking in a quieter tone, so as to bother no one from their sleep, but Hannah primarily did it to get a look at who this person was; the wash of shadows did not help making the figure out. Suddenly, she recognised the shape… the face… it can’t be, she thought, as her face became increasingly stunned. “See, my advice was right; you got bigger tits, and now you’re all over everything!” the miniscule individual remarked. She would have been lying if she had said she was not at least a little frightened by the sheer magnitude of the woman that not even a week ago was only one inch taller than her; getting an intimate view of a planet sized eye startled her; she could feel the warmth emanating off Hannah, making the winter feel more like summer.
“T…tammy? Is it really you?” Hannah’s eyes welled up with excitement, to see her friend once again after such a traumatic week filled her with warmth and joy.
“Who else would it be, Dame?” Tammy inquired, sarcastically, placing her hand on her hip. After a few long seconds of being dumbstruck, Hannah failed to contain a giddy giggle. She settled for covering her mouth (making sure her intimate naked features were still covered up), but her joyous, stunned laughter was still plainly audible. Doubtless, it would be waking up many who were trying to sleep, interrupting many a dream about filling Hannah’s stomach. “I thought I’d never see you again!” Hannah whispered in a surprised tone, her breath equivalent to a powerful gust of humid air to Tammy. From out of nowhere, Tammy raised her arms, offering a hug. Hannah gazed, confused.
“Y…you know I’m too big to hug you, right?” Hannah pointed out. Tammy shook her head, disapprovingly. “I refuse to believe that, woman… In any case, I can still hug you, right?” Tammy pointed out. Hannah sighed, thinking it through, an awkward, blushing expression on her planet sized face. As she did, she got a terrible cramp in her midriff; sitting in more or less the same spot for five days did that. The arm covering her nipples raced down to hold her side, before she realised that she wasn’t ready to reveal that much of herself to the world, as if it hadn’t already seen. She gasped, and sent the other, unoccupied arm to her side in the first arms place. Suddenly, an idea occurred to her. A stupid, irresponsible, reckless, dangerous idea that she would no doubt get her told off because she hadn’t told anyone she was going to do it. Looking left and right, as if she was about to cross a road, she came to a decision. It was time to stand up.
She grinned. Her free hand darted forward, landing next to Tammy, just off the edge of the mountain. Tammy gazed, still quite astonished at the size even though she had been doing nothing but look at it for 5 days, as her fingers opened, like a giant Venus fly trap. “Dame, what are you…”
“Jump on.” Hannah instructed. Tammy’s mouth fell open. Her palm was big enough to fit a small village in, the wrinkles and crevices in her hand could fit a river. “Come on… do it!” Hannah pressured her friend, a manic grin on her face. A look of pure terror enveloped Tammy, but after a brief period, she glared down over the edge at the pale, soft fleshy island ready for her to clamber on. Her heart rang in her ears, as she found her body acting without permission from her brain. She stepped off the cold, stony, dusty mountainside, and hopped onto the comparatively soft, fleshy, living island that was Hannah’s palm. She looked down at her feet as she adjusted her balance to the small motions of Hannah’s palm. After a few seconds, she laughed at the sensation of her feet lightly sinking into the tight skin, and Hannah in turn laughed at the sensation of holding a fully grown adult on the palm of her hand with literally no effort. Suddenly, Tammy semi-intentionally toppled over, collapsing without even feeling it; like falling on a bouncy castle. She spread her arms as far as she could on Hannah’s palm, delivering on her promise of a friendly hug. Suddenly, a raw aroma hit Tammy- while it wasn’t exactly unpleasant, it wasn’t pleasant either… it was simply impactful, and rather noticeable. Tammy was never afraid about being blunt; “Dame, when was the last time you… ya know… washed…?”
Hannah had just asked herself the same question. With an awkward cough, she answered “Well… I mean… I’ve been a little pre-occupied the last few days…” Tammy raised an eyebrow expectantly. “But, I guess it would have been…” Hannah’s voice went quiet and shy “Saturday…”
“Five days ago? Are you kidding me?!” Tammy’s voice pierced the sky. Hannah said nothing for a brief period, before a sly grin crept onto her face. “Well, why don’t we rectify that?” Hannah proposed with Tammy merely looked confused. Looking rather dumbstruck, the speck of dust on the mountains palm asked the only logical question; “What do you mean?”
“This!” Hannah boomed, quite spontaneously, as she took a sharp breathe in, to help her through the pain and cramps of standing up, which was visibly paining her; a forced grin told clearly that she was trying to ignore it.
The arm covering the titan’s breasts darted down and smacked into the ground, explosively pressing into it. Tammy gave a squeaking scream, as she attempted to grab onto something; the masses of flesh she was laying on sufficed. Her vision went blurry and her legs light. The high-pitched whistle of the air pierced her ears, as she rose up at what must have been hundreds of miles per hour. She had her eyes shut hard as steel, to say she was not expecting something so spontaneous was like saying the sky was blue.
Hannah, with Tammy in her palm, looked beyond determined, as the arm her weight was on shook. The impact of her palm on the ground threw up dirt and rock like a bomb. With her weight placed on her arm, her leg uncurled, and her body began to rise from its temporary home. Her breathing was sharp, her motions large and clunky; but she was up. She beamed a victorious smile, as she glared at Tammy, whose expression portrayed pure panic, poorly attempting to imitate excitement or fun. Hannah’s fingers curled up, a makeshift windshield for her dust-sized friend, looking like roots or tendrils as they curled. All Tammy heard was her heartbeat in her ears. You just had to walk onto the giantess’s palm, didn’t you Tammy…
Suddenly, Hannah came to a startling realisation; without even realising it, she had uncovered her nudity, her breasts and loins were displayed freely, for all to see; not out of lust or promiscuity, but out of necessity. She only came to the realisation once her titanic feet were supporting her entire, mountainous weight, to the protest of her aching, stiff joints. She almost covered up her nipples once again, but as she was just about to, she remembered what her sister had told her; that there would be no more clothes for her. With a sigh, her free hand returned to her side, all the while Tammy gazed up at her face with a look of pure blankness. Was it okay for her to look at Hannah’s nudity now?
Just as the last time she stood, dirt, rocks and other debris unstuck and fell off her body. Taking a breath in, Tammy gained the capacity to talk once again “Dame… mind if I ask where we’re going?” she asked in a small voice. Hannah’s eyes darted towards Tammy, the blue tone of Hannah’s eyes were like Neptune and Uranus were glaring at a mere human. “Well… like you say… I need a bath…” Hannah explained, as she took tiny (by her standards), but confident steps towards the ocean. Tammy, as though she wasn’t already in shock, froze. There were only two ways she could think of for someone Hannah’s size to wash, and given that it were no gale force hurricanes…
“H…Hannah…”
“Mhm?”
Tammy thought about stating her dissatisfaction with Hannah’s intentions, but her mind lingered. A smile turned her mouth upwards, and a laugh slipped out. Despite how much she wanted to err on the side of caution, she rather liked the idea the more she thought about it. Still laughing, she slapped Hannah’s palm, telling her light heartedly “You’re a crazy bitch, has anyone ever told you that?”
“Well, I figure it’s time to turn over a new leaf.” Hannah stated as her steps became larger and more confident. Doubtless, the entire campsite would have been awake, the forces on high alert, but they had no way of keeping up with a being that could travel at thousands of miles an hour by simply walking. Tammy felt like a bird, a sense her grin indicated. Hannah’s eyes scanned around the landscape, as she stepped over hills and outposts, being especially careful of her potential fatal step, searching for a location safely away from the city to get into the water. After a small period of looking, she spotted a Cliffside, which she quickly assessed as being perfect. Her course changed promptly, and within moments, she found herself standing on the cliff, that seconds ago was miles away.
“Just… set me down on the cliff, Dame…” Tammy requested “I don’t want to get wet… or, you know… drown…”
Hannah bent down, looking like she was being led by her hand from the way she was moving. Eventually, her hand rested on the ground, her lengthy, dishevelled blond locks resting on the ground too. Tammy scampered off like an ant, dashing across her palm, tripping several times like a child on a bouncy castle. Eventually, she reached the edge of her hand. Tammy started her decent down Hannah’s massive hand, using a strand of hair to aid the decent. She gave a smug grin at her own daringness, feeling like a true explorer, and in a sense she was; she was the first person to travel via giantess.
As Tammy’s feet landed safely on the ground, she gazed up, and quite by accident her eyeballs were treated to Hannah’s monstrously sized breasts. To make matters worse, her gaze lingered, there was no way one couldn’t focus on them. She averted her gaze after a few moments, noticing Hannah’s eyes on her as the giantess stood up. “A… I… didn’t mean to look…” Tammy stated, before Hannah interrupted. “It’s okay… I don’t think these’ll be covered up again anytime soon… maybe never again…. So, guess I’ll just have to get used to people looking.” Hannah stated, with a nonchalant shrug, as she began lowering herself into the water.
Her big toe impacted the choppy water, and it was instantly as though a meteor had struck; the blue of the water went a disrupted shade of white, as though it had become scared. A wave of gargantuan proportions, that could have sunk a city, flung off the impact zone. As the rest of her foot lowered in, the wave spread out, and new ones were forged by the moment. Eventually Hannah’s entire foot was in. She could tell it was cold, freezing even… but she didn’t mind in the slightest. She gave a sharp inhale, before she was in halfway up her lower leg, followed quickly by her upper leg. As the water got halfway up her upper leg, her foot hit the ground. Hannah couldn’t quite tell where the bottom was, but she felt pained at the feeling of stubbing her toe on the jagged rocks. She gave a small grunt to indicate the impact, which emitted an audible thump.
Hannah began cautiously sitting down, as Tammy gazed on in wonder; she couldn’t help but think that Hannah looked like some kind of siren. The water covered up Hannah’s belly button, followed promptly by her breasts, and it was with that that she was sitting. Any fish in the area had doubtlessly swum away from the titan that had just parked herself in their waters. Hannah arms extended out of the sea to rest on the sides of the cliff, water cascading on them, one huge blob soaking Tammy down to the bone; a sharp exhale from the comparatively tiny person confirmed it. Hannah casually apologised, to which Tammy merely giggled; she was too giddy to get angry or even irritated. She wiped her dripping, back hair off of her dark olive face. “You’re going to get in so, so much trouble for this!” Tammy quipped, her undertones clearly serious as she wandered over to Hannah’s left arm and leaned against it like a chair.
“Well, what are they going to do? Arrest me? After the week I’ve had, I deserve a bath…” Hannah announced. The sheer size and weight of her body had made the water around her rise, just like in a bathtub.
“How are you going to dry yourself, Dame?” Tammy inquired, sounding rather concerned. Hannah herself looked somewhat baffled; she really hadn’t thought this whole bath idea through. “I…I’ll think of something.” She stated, vaguely.
An hour or so passed, in which Tammy and Hannah simply chatted, like old times. As they spoke, carefree, Hannah lips curled up; doing something they had rarely done in the last few days. She felt happy, and despite the temperature of the water, she felt warm, and above all, she felt optimistic. Those curled lips formed a grin, then, a smile. She glared up at the stars, feeling large enough to reach out and grab them. For the first time in ages, Hannah smiled, completely unrestrained by her own thoughts or concerns.
She smiled.