For some time each Viking had grown closer to his loving giantess.
All three couples used their amulets, which took the boys to girls’ address,
And the girls did likewise, but the Queen would have to haunt the realms of seamen;
Since she didn’t have the means to shrink on earth, with Friemann.

Though they’d started later than the Princess, and Lee-John, the second two
(Namely Jenyfer and Braisyde) felt the deepest passions coming through.
Though he’d only been back for a day (on earth), young Braisyde missed his girlfriend.
When he tried to use his amulet, he faced what made his living world end:

He was not transported through the realms of space dimensions. Neither did
His endearing girlfriend come to him. He faced what he’d thought ‘God forbid’:
Now it seemed their amulets were failing. Ambloome and Lee-John were handed
Just one blessing of togetherness. Lee-John was there, when all were stranded.

In the meantime, Braisyde went to Friemann Flyte, and had him scrutinize
Braisyde’s amulet, but Flyte said nothing could explain his own surprise;
Since existing amulets, and one he’d only built that day went nowhere.
Braisyde knew where Jenyfer remained, and now he couldn’t ever go there.

With a breaking heart, he grieved alone, atop a Viking village spire,
As the sun went down each night he spent alone, without his heart’s desire.
He had dared to cross dimensions, tempting fate and met, her by intruding
On another planet. Now their love was lost, with him forever brooding.

Even Friemann, with a kindred loss, had hope that he could redesign
Better amulets, which wouldn’t cease to work. Now sun would never shine
In the scenery viewed by Braisyde, with his girlfriend lost in her dimension.
Since their hearts had bonded, each of them had been the other’s heart’s extension.

Every walk of life he’d tried before was hollow, and increased the weight
Of the loss of one so made for him. He ran from friends and stayed out late.
Every afternoon, with several hours to go before the sun descended,
He would sit out on the rocks, recalling what began and grew and ended.

Then one day he thought his eyes were playing tricks, as halfway out of sight,
He saw giant Jenyfer appear to shimmer into view and fight
Some invisible repulsion, which would send her into spasms, reeling
Back and fading out of view. The Viking acted on his pent up feeling.

As he hopped his boat, and headed straight for where she soon appeared, to thrust
All her giant strength against what held her back, poor Braisyde knew he must
Try to sail right through towards her, even if his wooden boat then crumbled.
Then she burst through into his world, screamed in pain and bent her legs and stumbled.

‘You must shrink, so I can take you to the shore,’ he called, as collapsed,
Barely conscious, to reduce her size, before a minute had elapsed.
Braisyde took her back to shore. When situations were not quite as hectic,
She was treated for a shock, which seemed, in symptoms, to be just electric.

Once his amulet had stranded him on earth, a Viking, Braisyde struck
Every former trite indulgence from his mind, convinced he’d lost his luck.
But then Jenyfer had found a way, from her side of dimension’s limbo,
But was injured in transition. Braisyde rescued her, with arms akimbo.

She explained that giant scientists had learned that some dimension tide
Had repelled her and her amulet, like any on the giants’ side;
While on earth, its Vikings noticed nothing, when they tried, with no successes,
To traverse the lanes to Ambloome’s world. Now Friemann could make better guesses.

So then Jenyfer had worn a force belt, which she’d hoped would counteract
The dimension tide, and pushed with all her might, until the rift had cracked,
Only moments, long enough to get her through. She thanked the Queen’s Inventor,
In her mind, since Nonvor had allowed the usage of it, when she sent her.

Now that Friemann knew the problem, he could analyze, and then inform
Both young lovers, that they could expect a passing of that Inter-storm,
Which had interrupted travel from dimension to dimension lately.
He assured them it would soon be gone, which lifted all their spirits greatly.

Yet it might as well have merely lifted his, because the one who’d grieved
Had no further cause to cry, since she’d come through. They both felt so relieved,
As they hugged each other tightly, and resolved to spend some time, where feet go
Walking off alone. She kept her size reduced to Braisyde’s (incognito).

Since his amulet still worked within the parts of earth, he took his lady out.
In Manhattan’s lighter disco haunts, he liked the way the girl would pout,
As the coloured lights kept altering the tones of intermittent glowing
On her cheeks, until the midnight hour advised them that they should be going.

So they walked the streets all night, and found that Central Park’s romantic lamps
Were at least as nice as bonfires they had once enjoyed on Viking camps.
Several times they held each other tight, reminded, by the brief conditions
Of dimension travel, how they’d once become each other’s vital missions.

They’d been lonely on their separate worlds, and then they’d met, like dreams reborn.
‘Should we ever chance another separation’ Should we let this warn
Every pattern of our thoughts, that we should make all trips to my home (Norway)
Or to yours (the giants’ world) paired together’ Surely that’s no harmful foreplay’’

That was Braisyde’s interrogative, and Jenyfer, of course, concurred,
Though the other giants might have found such measures borderline absurd.
Yet the Queen had pined for Friemann too, and Ambloome, having once lost Lester,
Had been witness to the frantic state of Jenyfer, and second guessed her.

Then, as Friemann had predicted, things calmed down between his world and theirs.
All the Vikings and the giants reunited, free of woes and cares.
They had faced invaders, Constant-Teen, Cabilo, every other menace.
Yet the hurt (that they had just faced) made those threats seem like a game of tennis.

When Dimension Tide had made it nigh impossible to pass
Through a barrier to earth, and all solutions had been sparse;
Braisyde’s Jenyfer had used her giant amulet, combining
With her earth sized one, plus force belt, which a man had been designing.

And it tested out successfully. She’d made it through okay,
So that Braisyde had looked after her, while she had had to stay
For a while, until Dimension Tide receded. After this trap,
She discovered that she’d lost her giant amulet through mishap.

She had dropped it when, at last, she’d broken through; and then she’d shrunk,
Unaware her giant amulet had very quickly sunk.
Now a fourteen year old Viking boy named Tennyce (for a quarter
Of his life) had practiced diving through Norwegian ocean water.

Not long after that Dimension Tide, he took his father’s boat
On the water, and considered that the chances were remote
Of his finding sunken booty. Yet he took a proper measure
Of their distance from the shore, to undertake a search for treasure.

He was sure the water wasn’t deep enough to cause the bends.
So depressurizing later wasn’t needed for his ends
To be met. So Tennyce fitted up his tank and occulator.
Then he took a dive, and came upon a rotting sunken freighter.

There were bits of junk and worthless things just lying on the deck.
Then he found an open doorway, which he used, so he could check
That there wasn’t any valuable commodity nor shocker,
Like a skeleton or lurking shark in someone else’s locker.

When he’d satisfied himself that he would never find doubloons,
He was still convinced that this had been the best of afternoons
He’d enjoyed for quite a while. Although the lad was not with sinew
For a lot of swimming muscle, he was happy to continue.

He went swimming at the bottom, found a broken fishing net
Weighted down with something heavy. Then the giant amulet
Was the next of objects, which had caught his eye. When he resorted
To some random ways to touch it, he and it were teleported.

He appeared in someone’s living room, and used a cushioned chair
To support his gear and amulet, and left them sitting there,
While he looked in other downstairs rooms, and couldn’t find the owner.
When he did, he’d have a time explaining how he’d ‘pulled a boner’:


(That’s an old expression meaning ‘made a blunder’ in the slang
Of an English writer’s almanac). Now Tennyce never rang
Any door bells, knocked, nor sought permission, when the boy had trespassed.
So the fact that he’d been teleported would have then been guessed last.

Not sure whether he’d be wise to use his amulet once more,
Lest he reach a place more dangerous than Norway’s ocean floor,
He felt silly walking through some stranger’s home, while clad in wetsuit;
And he hoped they hadn’t gone and left it guarded by a pet brute.

So he wandered up the stairs in search of bathroom towels, to dry.
Finding none, he found a window. Yet he couldn’t see the sky,
When he looked outside. Instead he saw a giant bedroom, laden
With its furnishings; and on a carpet sat a pretty maiden.

She was 14 too, but giant sized, with hair of darkest brown.
She was reading something. Then she noticed him, and put it down.
‘I can see I have a visitor,’ she said, ‘Have you been sneaking
Through my mother’s house. Now don’t be shy. I’m sure you’re built for speaking.’

He had reached the world of Ambloome, where the giants didn’t know,
That the Omni-Child’s connected Spirit had once, long ago,
Given every giant supernatural means of understanding
Every dialect of earthlings. Talking back was not demanding.

(Look up Ambloome V & VI for more about that Omni-Child).
At this time, when Tennyce gaped in awe, the teenage giant smiled.
‘Are you just as shy with people your own size’’ she ventured, teasing.
Then she grabbed him, testing he was real and living, gently squeezing.

‘My name’s Kayte,’ she said, ‘Now tell me, little visitor: What’s yours’’
‘I’m called Tennyce,’ he replied at last; and then a silent pause
Took him over once again, as he could not believe his senses.
He had never noticed girls before, and had no cool defenses.

‘Sorry Kayte,’ he said at last, ‘This doesn’t happen to me lots.
When I’m greeted by a giant girl, my speech gets tied in knots.
I have wanted to be more polite. I merely got excited,
When I saw you, since you found me in your dolls house uninvited.’

‘There’s no need for such apologies. From now on you’re my guest.
You can tell me all about yourself, while I enjoy a rest,
On my bed, and then I’m going to eat you up,’ the giant giggled.
As she loosened how she held him, Tennyce worried much and wriggled.

She lay down upon the bed and told him, ‘Tennyce I will feel
All your movements in my tummy, when I’ve had my little meal,
And I’m reading my nice book again. So there! You’ll soon be eaten.
You were safe until I saw you. Now you’re caught. You’re mine and beaten.’

Then she stuck her tongue out, probably to make a taunting joke
Of her own amusing plans for him; or maybe she did poke
Out her tongue to show him where he’d be, so he would find it shocking.
It was just as big as him, and it protruded, ever mocking.

She enjoyed her chance to terrorize him, pointing to his fate.
Yet he had more thoughts than fear alone, when he was watching Kayte.
Girls look most attractive, when they’re happy. This one kept on grinning,
Smiling, laughing and reminding him that she was surely winning.

He was fearful, yet infatuated. Yet he wouldn’t know
What to do about his feelings, which he’d been to shy to show,
Even if she’d been his own size back on earth, without the power
To dismiss him as a snack her stomach acids would devour.

She requested that he climb her cheek and sit down on her chin.
So he did, and every time she spoke, the Viking boy looked in
At the huge mouth, which awaited him, and then the rounded locus
Of her parting lips. He wished that kissing him would be their focus.

Every part of him was keen to shout, ‘I love you giant Kayte,’
As he watched a face delighting in the chance to cause his fate.
‘Are you doing this, because I look like tasty food’ Or is it
That you want me teased and frightened as an ending to my visit’’

‘I think: both,’ she laughed, ‘At last you asked me something somewhat deep.
I’m so pleased you’re scared, and though I know you think that I’m a creep,
I don’t care. I’m sure you’ll taste nice. I won’t mind, when you’re departed.
Now I think we know each other well enough. So let’s get started.

I am going to stay right here, and when you see me open wide
My big mouth, I’m then expecting you to climb down right inside.
Once you’re there, I’m going to sit up. You will soon be right to swallow.
At your size, you’ll find my throat is like a tunnel, round and hollow.’

As he climbed onto her lower lip, and wondered what was worst,
He decided he’d be better off, to climb in there, legs first.
So he faced her chin, and held her lip, and felt her mouth beneath,
And was glad that she was careful to avoid him with her teeth.

He was frantic for a way to save himself, and then he thought:
‘Since she told me she’d be grabbing me, I’ve been so overwrought,
That I didn’t even realize that she doesn’t have awareness
Of my amulet. Perhaps I might escape from her unfairness.’

‘I don’t mind the way you take your time,’ she thought, ‘It’s lots of fun,
Since I know you’re merely living out the fact that I have won.
And to make you climb in there yourself has really been amusing.
You’ve just had to go along with me, still certain that you’re losing.’

‘Kayte, my people have a custom. It’s to grant a last request
To a dying man. I hope that you’ll afford this to your guest.
Could we play a game of hide-and-seek, with your door closed, ensuring
That I can’t get out’ I hope you wouldn’t find the game too boring.’

He explained the rules, and hoped that she would play and not suspect
He was asking this, to get away, or his plans would be wrecked.
‘I don’t think it sounds too boring,’ Kayte said, ‘Now that we’ve been resting,
I’ll have lots of fun, while winning at the game that you’re suggesting.’

So she put him on the carpet. Then she closed her eyes to wait,
While she counted up his time to hide. He knew that wily Kayte
Would expect that he would hide behind a cupboard, where she couldn’t
Quickly get to him. She hadn’t guessed his strategy, and wouldn’t.

While he had his chance, he ran inside the dolls house, where he found
That his amulet then took him back to earth, but solid ground,
Not the water where he’d found it. So he brought his father’s boat back,
After testing more, and then he hung his wetsuit on the coat rack.

When recalling how Dimension Tide had found a way to cleave
All the giants from the Vikings, Lee-John said, ‘We had to grieve.
But it stopped all six of us from utilizing our fourth wonder,
Or we would have used that method, when the present chose to sunder.

If we’d traveled back or forward on one world, but just displaced
In the time stream, then our problem would have quickly been erased.
In the future or the past, Dimension Tide would not be stopping
Us from going to each other’s worlds with more dimension hopping.

Once we’d crossed the rift from giants’ world to earth, we’d simply shift
To the point in time we’d come from, back before we crossed the rift.’
‘You’ve out-thought Professor Flyte,’ said Ambloome, ‘Luckily for Braisyde.
He and Jenyfer had feared their future love was by the wayside.’

‘Friemann Flyte has not been with us long. He’s learning, bit by bit,’
Lee-John said, ‘But if you’ll shrink yourself, ‘I think you’ll better fit
In the place on earth I’d like to take you next for intermission.
It’s called Amsterdam. We’ll teleport to some unseen position.’

They enjoyed the dykes and rivers and politeness of the Dutch.
Then some spy named Frank misplaced his diary, which contained as much
As the names of all the foreign agents and the new location
He’d unearthed. He knew that something big would start its machination.

Sure enough, the foreign infiltrators tracked and captured Frank,
Cuffed his wrists and ankles, tossed him in the water, where he sank.
While he held his breath, he knew he’d soon be drowning. Then the gripping
Of a giantess prevented Frank from any further slipping.

He’d been witnessed there by Ambloome, who had grown to giant size,
Then reached underwater, causing Frank to stop descent and rise.
He was grateful and enlisted her and Lee-John, who requested
To involve themselves, with so much plot and counter-plot invested.

Then the foreign agents faked their next move. Doing that they drew
Frank and Lee-John out with Ambloome, since their first assailant knew
How to stop Ambloome. He handcuffed her, by rapidly surprising
With a rear attack, expecting that he’d stopped her from resizing.

What he didn’t know was Ambloome’s power to grow the things she wore.
So the handcuffs grew as well. At that point, Lee-John quickly saw,
That his sword could move the giant locking mechanism, freeing
His beloved from the cuffs; which sent the foreign agents fleeing.

At her giant size, she couldn’t chase them safely through the dyke.
Frank and Lee-John did the tracking, ‘til they saw their chance to strike.
Once they’d captured all those criminals, they found Frank’s boss was very
Grateful. Ambloome and Lee-John enjoyed a Holland tour by ferry.

She enjoyed the time on his world, as she snuggled in his arms.
Whether large or small, he loved the very essence of her charms.
He’d no jealousy of Lester, who had been his predecessor,
Any more than Zellit’s time with Nonvor bothered the professor.

On the Saturday, when Kayte had let her captive run and hide,
For a game of hide-and-seek, she’d thought she’d soon have him inside
Her big tummy. But she’d searched the room, and simply couldn’t capture
One, who’d teleported back to earth and thought of her with rapture.

Though still mindful of the dangers, Tennyce yet retained his crush
On the girl who’d tried to eat him. Yet he couldn’t blindly rush
To her dolls house and expose himself to dangers of digestion.
Neither could he drive her from his mind. He asked himself the question:

‘Is there value in admiring her from places that conceal
Me from being seen by Kayte and ending up as her next meal’
Yes it is.’ This time he reached the dolls house. Then a new position
Underneath her cupboard helped him beat her woman’s intuition.

Maybe Kayte would lift the dolls house roof, if she’d kept her door shut
And believed he’d stayed inside her room; and kept on searching. But
He could not just lift that amulet and cart it through her bedroom.
Yet he’d need it for eluding her, and dodging aforesaid doom.

She was writing in her diary; and he wished he knew her thoughts.
Yet he couldn’t go and ask her, having played the risky sports,
Which had saved him. Then he saw the girl of whom his heart grew fonder
Put her diary down and open up the bedroom door and wander.

‘If she’s left it open, she must think there’s no more need to play
Hide-and-seek, because she’s realized that I somehow got away,’
Tennyce thought. He used his amulet to travel to the diary,
Which was open on the carpet, there to meet his first enquiry.

So he read about her social friends at school, who all were girls,
And considered he’d be better off if he’d found sunken pearls;
Since that amulet had made his life a trifle complicated.
There was nothing in her diary to suggest that this girl dated.

‘What a lovely fancy amulet!’ came Kayte’s voice. Then he turned
To discover she had then crept back. The girl who might have spurned
His affections, if she knew of them, now thought she’d found a jewel.
He could never make another trip, since Kayte now had the fuel.

She was not aware that something made to be an ornament
(For a girl her own size) had in fact been used to circumvent
Her attempts to find and eat him, last time he’d been there to see her.
If he’d only stayed away, he’d be much safer and much freer.

With her other hand, Kayte lifted him, and then her big head leaned
Back, below him, as she dangled him above her mouth, and preened.
Then she lowered him towards her. Tennyce knew that he had tempted
Fate and lost. The dice had consequences. He was not exempted.

‘Kayte! Unhand that little boy at once. I’m always here to feed
You with everything, despite your father’s death. But this is greed.
He’s a harmless traveler, like the ones our queen and princess courted;
And a third one dates another of our girls, it’s been reported.’

Kayte’s own Mom had rescued Tennyce, and soon learned where he was from.
He made frequent further visits, now protected by Kayte’s Mom.
She’d been friendly, never dangerous; and seen to his reclaiming
Of his amulet, forbidding Kayte from further hungry gaming.

Meanwhile Fltye went swimming in the Queen of Giants’ royal pool.
Then a giant frog attacked him, causing him to drop the tool,
Which could teleport him out of there. His amulet forsaken,
Flyte was fearful for his life, and swam in terror, very shaken.

When he reached the surface, he looked out, and saw Queen Nonvor dive,
From a running jump towards him, in the hope he’d be alive.
As he saw the lovely powerful giant woman swimming his way,
And she grabbed him from the frog’s reach, he was glad she’d been there this day.

Nonvor kissed him, feeling she’d arrived in time, and so relieved.
Then she dived with him and, reaching with her other hand, retrieved
Friemann’s amulet, so tiny in her grip, yet very vital.
From that moment Flyte began to plan a special new recital.

Then he made it, with a giant wedding ring (he’d had to buy
With some secret help from Ambloome, who believed that he should try
His proposal to her mother). Friemann asked the Queen to marry
Him, if she was not bewildered by the constant need to carry.

She was glad to carry him around, and soon proclaimed the news,
That the Queen (of giants) was to marry. Couples came in twos;
With Lee-John and Braisyde as best man and groomsman for the couple.
Bridesmaids Jenyfer and Ambloome stood with figures tall and supple.

Flyte was now the king (in name) of giants, though he wasn’t one.
His philosophies on dating (for a while) had been home spun.
He had been content, in love at last, without the marriage blessing.
Then he’d seen her hit the water, just for him, without undressing.

When they’d left the pool that day, she’d chased the frog, until it croaked.
He’d been mindful of the fact that all her royal gown got soaked.
She could have her choice of giant men, but saved him when he needed.
All his fears of long commitments had (since they’d first met) receded.

She had seen how Zellit’s passion faded, since he’d helped her trial,
When he’d rescued her. Now Fltye had been so keen to walk the aisle.
Though their honeymoon would not involve the standard recreation,
She would carry him across the threshold: ruler of her nation.

In the mean time, every weekend, Tennyce used his amulet
To be with Kayte and her Mom. The girl was willing to coquet
On he subject of consuming him, despite her Mom invoking
Mother-daughter expectations that she stop such naughty joking.

One day Kayte was upstairs, busy. So her Mom prepared a flask
As a heated pool for Tennyce, which he used. Then she did ask,
‘Do you think that Kayte is beautiful’ I think my daughter’s pretty.’
‘Yes, but all she wants to do is eat me up and show no pity.’

‘I’ve forbidden her to do that, and believe me when I say:
I can trust my daughter’s honesty. She’ll never disobey,
Even when I’m not at home. I know my daughter won’t be cheating
My instructions. While she’s underage, there won’t be any eating.’

‘I’m so grateful that you saved me from her tummy, that I’ll do
What you like. I’ll never have to fear the mouth which would pursue.’
‘What I’d like is you to ask my daughter on a picnic date.
Other boys are showing interest, but I’d rather you saw Kayte.’

So he took her Mom’s word Kayte would never eat him on the sly;
And he asked her on a date, and looked her squarely in the eye.
‘Yes I’d love to,’ she responded. So they went out on a picnic.
He could only hope she didn’t choose to scoff him for a quick trick.

On the date, he said, ‘I didn’t think you wanted to say yes.’
‘Tennyce, I’d still like to gulp you down, I’ll honestly confess.
But I like you too. I think you’re really sweet and cute and handsome.
I’ll enjoy our dates, if Mom won’t let me hold you up to ransom.’

‘I appreciate your honesty, and also how you feel.
If you’d like to date, and promise not to eat me, it’s a deal
Does your undertaking go beyond your childhood’ Should I flee’’
‘You mean when I turn eighteen’’ she asked, ‘You’ll have to wait and see.

I’ll decide about that later, but I’ll warn you in advance.
After that, if you come back, you’ll never have a second chance
To escape. I’ll either gamble that your heart will have you risking
Sneaking back to see me. Now let’s use my finger for some frisking.’

Then she tickled him, until he laughed so hard he had to cough.
She gave giant mouth to mouth, but wouldn’t take her big lips off.
Thus began their kissing. Though his future would be open ended,
He would stay (for now) with Kayte, on whom his happiness depended.

Tennyce hadn’t yet discovered that his amulet could climb
Through the years which were the rungs of that great ladder known as time.
If he had, he might have thought of trying to find out Kate’s decision
(Whether she would love or eat him as an adult) with that vision.

Meanwhile Nonvor went with Friemann to the place where she had been,
During banishment (in Ambloome VIII), so king and giant Queen
Could have privacy for honeymoon. He said he couldn’t muster
Her experience of marriage. Nonvor smiled and said to trust her.

At the palace, Ambloome, Lee-John, Jenyfer and Braisyde stayed
For a double date. The girls retained their giant size, and played
Ambloome’s board game. Each girl used her Viking beau to be her token,
Rolled the dice, and moved her man, while pleasant words by all were spoken.

There were now four Vikings loving giants. One had gained a wife,
While the youngest had begun his courtship, gambling hard with strife.
Then the other two had girlfriends, who could shrink while on their planet,
And protect it from the many threats, which almost overran it.

A ruler of giants, King Shrubbz, in his kitchen was trying to whip up the tastiest omelet,
But everything stuck to the fry pan, so all that he did with utensils could pry nothing from it.
In fits of great rage, he then sent for advisors, who told him that neighbouring giants could fry
With ease, in the kingdom of Nonvor, and so he assigned a reliable visiting spy.

The spy went to Nonvor’s and learned that the secret of constant reliable non-sticking frying
Was found in their cooking oil. They had the finest, and Shrubbz had no interest in honestly buying.
He mounted his forces and travelled to Nonvor’s to conquer her kingdom, and gather the spoils,
Which would have included all sorts of great treasures, but his main concern was their best cooking oils.

So Nonvor fought back with her armies as well, who defeated King Shrubbz and his plundering raiders.
The death toll was high on both sides, as the Queen lost as many fine men as the king of invaders.
The king was a casualty. Once he had died, Shrubbz’ own kingdom was forfeit. So Nonvor assumed
Its rule, and was just with new subjects she gained, while the flames in old frying pans no longer fumed.

Kayte’s Mom, Alicindra requested an audience, wanting to speak with Queen Nonvor, explaining
That wives from both kingdoms had now become widows, and had to compete for the free men remaining.
She added that Jenyfer, Ambloome, her daughter Kayte, Nonvor and she all had feelings for men,
Who came from the planet earth, smaller but lovely. She wanted to match-make such pairings again.

She asked the Queen if she’d allow the creation of what Alicindra would proudly endeavor,
Called Ladies Attaching To Earthling Romantics As Lovable Darlings Are Tiniest Ever:
A singles group only for ladies and earth men, which she would then run by the name L.A.T.E.R.A.L.DA.T.E.,
An acronym. Also, she hoped that the presence of others would be an example for Kayte.

When Tennyce and Kayte reached adulthood, she wanted those two to get married, instead of her daughter
Presuming to use her invaluable boyfriend for her old intention of culinary slaughter.
‘I’ll make sure she doesn’t regardless,’ said Nonvor, ‘When she turns eighteen, she can possibly dodge
Parental authority. Mine will make sure that she’ll spare him, lest dungeon become her new lodge.’

So LATERALDATE started, and Flyte made new amulets, first for the giants, and then for their spouses
Or boyfriends from earth. It was news in the cities of earth on TV in the citizens’ houses:
‘The giants are coming, but only to court you. We welcome them here, if they know to take ‘no’
As answers, and if you prefer to reside in their alien world, you are willing to go.’

More women were dying on earth from atrocities, shown on the news in the evenings and mornings.
The Vikings had wondered if all this tied in with old prophecies pointing to End-Of-Time warnings.
The couples (you’ve already read of) joined LATERALDATE. Then giant women joined singles events
On earth, and used all of their size and their charm to ingratiate selves, as they courted the gents.

ack in Norway, Friemann Fltye (Professor, Viking) was the link,
Making amulets for men and giantesses, who would think
That a cross-dimension love affair was good for giant lasses
And small men; and yet those amulets were not known to the masses.

Then a Viking man called Alban, to whom amulets were known,
Proved he was the type who just could not leave well enough alone.
So he came to Flyte’s headquarters, underhandedly inspected
What was going on; and then the man obnoxiously objected.

Pointing out that Flyte himself and three more Viking lads had gone
Off on dating trips in Ambloome’s world ‘ that’s Tennyce and Lee-John,
Also Braisyde ‘ Alban said that this was weakening the village.
With its fighting men away, the neighbours might well come to pillage.

‘What if every Viking chose to go and date a giantess’’
Alban said, ‘The town’s defenses would reduce to less and less.
You should pick up your responsibilities, not manufacture
All these amulets, which only cause our fighting force to fracture.’

Flyte responded, ‘You’re forgetting that we didn’t lose Braisyde.
We gained Jenyfer, who saved our village, when the raging tide
Brought a wave of devastation, which would otherwise have flooded.’
Alban, quite the born control freak, felt his belt could be more studded.

He was keen to quickly nip this inter-dating in the bud,
So his belt of token victories might acquire another stud.
He approached the village leader, hiding all his lost composure,
In the hope that he could bring about dimension travel closure.

But the leader had compassion for the feelings of the ones,r32;Who had partnered up with giant girls, acquiring bigger guns
To defend the village. Alban couldn’t see himself enlisting
Such a leader for his purpose: narcissistically resisting.

When he couldn’t force his hand by redefining what was right,
He went back to Friemann’s workshop, telling lies to trouble Flyte,
Who consulted with the village leader, happily confirming
He could go on. Flyte was not the kind reduced to helpless squirming.

He had never suffered bullies, and he got the chance to tell
What was going on, when Ambloome came, with Jenyfer, as well
As their Viking boys (Lee-John and Braisyde) who were soon reporting:
Other giant girls had passed up Alban, when they’d come there, courting.

What they didn’t know, while they were in the place where Friemann worked
On his amulets (for giant golden payments), Alban lurked,
Listening in to what they said. He then lost every single chapter,
Of the plot, and thought a giantess was someone he should capture.

r32;So he waited, ‘til the group thinned out, then took his Viking blade,
Put the Princess Ambloome in a headlock, forced the lovely maid
To be teleporting both of them to her world, and advised her
Not to grow, or he would use his blade, and she’d be none the wiser.

He was jealous, that he couldn’t get a giant girl to fall
For his rugged style of courtship. So he threatened one and all,
Telling Nonvor she could call off any more dimension travel.
Then Lee-John jumped him and set her free; and Nonvor swung her gavel.

She was merciful and sentenced him to one month in a cage,
Then returned him to the Vikings, where he had to cease his rage,
And accept that men and giantesses would be harmonizing.
Then he learned another fact, which he considered was surprising.

Alban busted into Friemann’s place at night, and sticky-beaked
All the records of the bearers of those amulets, and tweaked
To the fact that one was just a kid, who might have been the weaker
Of the links in all this action. So the fighter turned to speaker.

Alban called upon young Tennyce, posed as friend, to try a ploy
Of exacting information from this rather active boy.
Tennyce thought he’d found a confidant, and told his private story.
Alban stored that information, making use of what was gory.

Once he learned that Kayte had done her best (not once, but twice) to eat
Tennyce, Alban spread the word in circles, forming an elite
Squad of trouble making Vikings, who were keen to fight the giants.
Then they stole Flyte’s latest amulets, and utilized the science.

When they got to Nonvor’s palace, they made sure that they weren’t seen.
They prepared to take the life of someone there to guard the Queen.
If they took her out, then Friemann Fltye would lose the fight forever,
They believed, as they prepared to do what they believed was clever.

They had brought along those large syringes, used to wash an ear
(By some doctors) in the hope that when their Viking squad got near,
They could use them, filled with poison, with a plan that one said, ‘hinges
On our sneaking right up next to them and using our syringes.’

First they killed the guard outside the Queen’s room, which left Nonvor shocked,
As she didn’t know the cause of death, and now the Queen was locked
Into finding someone else to take the role of her protection.
What could happen to the next one left some room for circumspection.

Friemann Fltye was worried badly too, and then a thought occurred.
Alban hadn’t seemed the type to go without the final word
On a subject; and by then, Flyte knew some amulets were taken.
He consulted with Lee-John, lest Nonvor’s life should be forsaken.

Both suspected what had happened, but they lacked the proper means
Of ensuring that more guards would not lose life, to save the queen’s,
Since the stack of stolen amulets had clearly indicated
Quite a lot of rebel Vikings were around; and so they waited.

Friemann, Braisyde, Tennyce and Lee-John then formed a Secret Squad,
Who would search the palace hiding spots, with sword or fighting rod.
When they found the hidden lair, they used some new communicators
That Professor Flyte had made, and let the giants know their status.

Though the Secret Squad was only four, the giants joined the fray:
Ambloome Jenyfer and Kayte and Alicindra won the day,
As they fought the rebel Vikings, and locked all of them in cages.
Ambloome grieved her childhood friend, the guard, and coped in passing stages.

Though so much ill-will had come from Alban’s evil, Friemann Flyte
(Who had worked with Alicindra ‘ Kayte’s Mom ‘ helping them unite
Loving giant girls with earth boys) found that she was even keener
To continue running LATERALDATE with positive demeanor.

All the members of the rebel Viking squad (whose first assault
Killed the guard) were held accountable, with Alban most at fault.
They were fed and kept in Port-a-Vaults in one small palace garden,
Called the Prison Stretch of Grass. Now they would never get a pardon.

One day Ambloome headed from the palace, walking on her own.r32;She was followed by her Viking boyfriend. He knew she was prone
To some darker thoughts, since she had said the guard had once been reading
Pleasant stories, when she was a child, with her attention needing.

Ambloome came to Alban’s Port-a-Vault, and said, ‘I want to know
Why you murdered my old friend the guard, to strike a spiteful blow,
From resentment that my fellow giant women weren’t your consort.
Tell me, also, how you rounded up your allies for your onslaught.

‘They were glad to help me, giant girl,’ said Alban, ‘But the trick
Was my telling them of Kayte’s affair with Tennyce, which was sick.r32;That young lady tried to eat the boy, and then they both went steady.
When I spoke of that depravity, my men were good and ready.’

‘You’re the sick one!’ Ambloome roared at him, ‘Your lousy prejudice
Put my best friend in the grave, and left your whole team stuck like this.
I should lift your vaults up high and throw them straight towards the water
Of my pool, but unlike you, I don’t resort to wholesale slaughter.’

Then she turned to leave the Prison Stretch of Grass, and saw Lee-John.
He’d been listening, and she wondered what he thought of what went on.
‘What if he was right’’ she asked in tears, when he began consoling
Ambloome, ‘What if Kayte’s attempt to eat that boy set all this rolling’’

‘But it didn’t,’ said Lee-John, ‘That madman Alban used the facts
To inaugurate his evil war with unprovoked attacks.
If you’re wondering what to make of Kayte, just seek your own conclusion.
Are your thoughts about her dating linked with Alban’s vile intrusion’’r32;
‘It’s been lovely that she’s dating Tennyce. Think of High School Prom,
With a tiny boy to take there, and I’m pleased that Kayte’s nice Mom
Alicindra’s made this dating group, to keep our peoples mixing.
But the prejudice of Alban’s kind has need of proper fixing.’

Then in time the rumours (of the reasons Alban used) did leak,
So that Kayte and Tennyce learned of them, and took the chance to speak.
‘I should not have trusted Alban with accounts of how your dentures
Would have spared me for your soft consumption, during our adventures.’

That was Tennyce’s deduction. Kayte replied, ‘You’re not to blame.
Even now, if Mom said ‘yes’, I’d gladly eat you all the same.
But I also love you. I’m the one that Alban used for stirring
Up a pot of insurrection, that you couldn’t be deterring.’

Meanwhile Ambloome said, ‘I could have killed him. Do I share his yoke’’
‘Not at all,’ Lee-John said, ‘Since you haven’t lumped my Viking folk
In together with our worst examples, wanting retribution.
Alban did that, when he played on Kayte, and chose a foul solution.’