Dust In The Wind
Chapter: 1
Where it began, was over a dreary town in a small county of England.
A UFO soared through the nights sky. Completely silent. It's black hull hiding the vessels sinister purpose. Floating down in it neared a small town. Thick smog from the industrial estate, bordering the town, which aided to conceal the flying monsters descent. Reaching a housing estate with blocks of flats and street houses. The ships belly opened slowly, not making a single noise. Time seemed to slow to a stop. The wind stopped flowing around the town. The air becoming denser and denser.
The clouds surrounding the vast UFO began to ripple, just as if it where an ocean flowing around an upturned ship.
There was room inside the now exposed hull. That looked as though it could easily swallow a city. It became impossibly large to comprehend as it got close and closer to the earth. The people in the homes on the street below had no idea about what was going to happen next. As the clouds suddenly all dispersed revealing the ships silhouette on the ground. It looked like a large black arrow head. Light didn't shine off its hull as it more sunk into it. Giving the UFO an incredibly dark aura, that ebbed out into the chilling air.
A flash of light emitted from the ship. Though it didn't glow, even though the ground and sky was illuminated by this ship. There was the sound of something crack. It sounded like you would imagine a rock fissure to sound. This sound flowed out but became hollow as everything off of street raised. As if by magic the entire street, every single home, rose into the air. Slowly and completely silently up into the UFO. As the unknown vessels black hull began to seal shut. The clouds returned around the black vessels hull.
Two euro fighters dispatched to investigate the disturbance over British airspace had finally caught up to there target. Before they could even communicate back to base what laid out before them. The hull sealed shut. Sealing shut so perfectly, it looked like the metal was craft from a single piece of metal. Flying at this giant metal monster, It released another flash of light. Parts of its hull began to glow a deep crimson, as arcs of electricity shot out of the ship. Illuminating the surrounding ground and air. Casting even stranger shadows across the clouds.
Then without a sound it vanished into a beam of light, disappearing off onto the horizon and out into space. Only a speck could be seen, as all that remained of it, was a tiny twinkling star that vanished a second after appearing. Into the dead of the nights sky.
All that was left, was a neatly cut out section of a street. A large rectangle of earth and muck remained where originally had been homes for over a six hundred individuals. Some whom would, sadly never learn they had actually left there home. The Earth.
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"I lived on a rock called earth..."
Unbeknownst to a family living in one of the high rises they had just become victims of an injustice dealt to them by an alien society. For one such family they will lose something more personal.
Light shone onto John's face from a where his blinds hadn't been fully closed. He had always been a light sleeper, gritting his teeth he rose, sitting upright in bed. Brushing messy brown hair from his light green eyes. Bringing the palm of his hand up to his face. He worked the sleep out of them as he yawned. Staring at the wall for a good few moments while absent-mindedly scratching at a scar on his left arm. As he re-acclimatised to his room, staring at the white light that shone though the gap in his blinds.
Hopping down off his old bunk bed, painfully creaking, from the act of jumping off its old limber frame. With light filtering into his bedroom from his window. Checking his clock for the time. Wondering if he had overslept. Trying to rationalise why he felt so fatigued. Looking at it's digital display, which showed no signs of working. Grunting with annoyance he stumbled over his feet. While walking over to the light switch. To test his main light to see if there was a power outage. Flicking it on and off a couple times while, looking at the light fixture. Summarising it as wasted effort. There was no power. He knew that the lights in the flat ran on a separate breaker from the mains for appliances.
Brushing his brown hair back down while walking over to the blinds. Pulling them back, letting his eyes adjust to the sudden change in light. He doubled back in shock. The sky was gone, so was the horizon. It had all been replaced by a grey metal walls that spread out as far as he could see from his bedroom window.
Falling down painfully, he continued to stare out of the window. Part of him didn't believe what he saw. I mean there simply was no way you could put a metal box over an entire town. There just wasn't.
"John. What are you doing up? It's three in the morning." A girls voice groaned from the room across to his.
"Beth! I..." Johns thoughts where forming to fast for him to vocalise what he was thinking. He sat there dumbfounded while desperately trying to rationalise what he saw. His eyes where studying the horizon. But it was a plain light grey which spread out perfectly flat in seemingly every direction.
"John?" Came Beth's voice with a hint of concern. Annoyed at her brothers antics. She pulled a nightgown over herself. Pulling herself out of bed roughly. Angrily grabbing the doorknob out of her room.
John could hear his sister getting up out of her bed and walk over to his room. He suddenly felt anxious as he searched his mind for answers to the situation that laid out seemingly forever in front of him.
"I swear if you're stoned again I'm..." She hesitated mid sentence looking down at him then out of his window. A strap from her nightgown slipped down off her shoulder. As she stared out the window. Long black hair flowed down from her shoulders, a few strands where covering her face. Signs of her having just gotten up where still left marked on her face. Her green eyes watered at the brightness of light coming from outside the window. Still she couldn't turn away from it. Even though starring into the light filled world outside there's hurt, she couldn't turn away from it.
"John! There's no sky" Beth exasperated.
Looking over to his sister he felt suddenly empowered. He knew that he hadn't lost his mind. He couldn't help but grin like cheshire cat, when he saw her face. Her dumbfounded expression, framed by her long brown hair. Her intense stare out of his window with her dark green eyes.
Beth then looked down at John, he winced when he saw the anger in her eyes.
"You think this is funny?" Said Beth angrily glaring at her younger brother. It didn't last long however, a small smile wrinkled the edge of her mouth as she tried to keep a straight face. Something about her brothers stupid face. Always made her laugh, at all the worst times.
"Eh... no just you" He said stumbling over his words. Desperately trying to think of something witty to say.
"Oh do remind me, who's on the floor. Flat on there arse. Hmm?" Her tone returning to normal as she regained her composure.
John winced slightly as he heard her speak, turning away from her he shuffled over to wear he had thrown his clothes the other day. Pulling on his denim jeans and an old t-shirt. Practically throwing the clothes on himself. Looking for his phone in the huge pile of clothes that was piled up in one side of his room. He checked to see if it had a signal. Dropping it to the ground after realising it had no charge. Cursing his stupidity at having forgotten to charge the damn thing. Wondering if there was any point in worrying about it anyway.
Seeing his brother regain his senses Beth returned to her room where she got dressed herself. Finding herself some worn tight fitting jeans and, a long sleeved plain black top. Pulling them on quickly, while walking over to her blinds. Pulling out an elastic hairband from her pocket on a her clothes hook she started pulling her hair back. When she saw a shadow pass her window.
John ran up a flight of stairs to the living room. In between him getting dressed he could now hear dogs loudly barking and a lot of shouting going on outside. It sounded a but like the riots that wrecked there streets no so long ago. Looking out the kitchen window he saw people running around in nightgowns and there underwear. Trying to size up there new surroundings. Was his best guest. He walked up to the door, pulling on an old worn trench-coat over himself. Checking his pockets he found his car keys. Looking back down stairs. 'I better carry something he thought.' To himself.
Running back down stairs he pulled his wardrobe back. Pulling out a machete he bought from an army surplus store. The reason he bought it escaped him. Just thankful he had bought it now. Tucking the sheathed blade through his belt on his waist. He got a feeling he would need to carry the blade.
"John! Come quick!" Beth shouted from her room.
Pushing himself away from the wall he ran into his sisters room. She was staring out of her window to something. He knew something was very wrong, her face was as pale as a sheet. He was about to ask her if she was alright when. He heard people screaming from outside. He jumped over to her side looking out of her window. He couldn't believe it. There where giants that must have been ten, no twelve times taller.
They had pale blue skin which almost looked, radiant if it wasn't for there eyes. Which shone blue. There eyes looked as fierce as a storm. They also shared the same shortcut black hair. They all wore the same uniform. It was a dark blue with a single black stripe that ran down there chest. With similar tight fitting black trousers. The shoes they where wearing, where jet black. That looked completely seem less.
There was also giantess among the two giants, whose long black hair which was pulled back and draped across her back. She was curiously playing with a car, in her delicate hands. Her blue eyes shined with curiosity. While her dexterous fingers. Carefully examined the vehicle, from it's wheels to the frame of the car. As if John was blind to what he was looking at he forgot to take note of there large elf like ears which stuck out from there heads slightly.
Gobsmacked by what he saw, his only rational reasoning was that they where aliens. Or this was heavens way of playing a sadistic joke.
"What should we do?" Beth whispered barely audible. While her fingers gripped onto her top.
It pained him to hear her sound so weak. Beth was a stronger person than him. If she needed a push he would give it. "We could..." John paused, he couldn't rationalise saying something really stupid now. "I think we should do a run for it." Saying it as earnestly as he could.
"But where?" Beth's colour was returning to her cheeks; then she frantically pointed to one giant. "What on earth is it doing?!"
Looking back at one of the giants. He saw it carrying something with a long black hose; it resembled a handheld vacuum cleaner. He pressed the nozzle against, one of the small houses that lined the streets, in front of them. A vortex of sound erupted from it as it seemed to suck onto the house.
"I think they are going to try and gather us up." John tried to sound convincing but he was losing his grip on what was real.
He felt Beth wrap her arms around his waist. Suddenly he felt incredibly guilty, for being so weak. Gently grabbing ahold of her shoulders; slowly pulling her out of her hug. "Will get away from them." Saying it with more conviction than he thought he actually had.
Walking out of her room, slowly walking up the stairs of there flat. Sat waiting patiently on the top stair. Waiting for his sister to come to him. He didn't have to wait long before his sister walked up the stairs. Up past him and towards the front door.
John, quickly got up to join Beth, by the door. He watched her hesitate for a moment as she held onto the doors handle. Holding his breath he rested his hand on top of hers and, pulled the door open slowly.
With the door now open; the sounds coming from the houses on the street was suddenly amplified tenfold. People screaming and shouting could be heard over the giants vacuum machines. It now was painstakingly clear. That they where using them to suck up people from there homes.
Making there way out of the box of flats. Walking out they couldn't help but stare at the giants off slightly in the distance. The female who was with them seemed to have disappeared. Walking as quickly and, as calmly as they could down the road. Away from them. With there backs turned to the two giants they walked up to the car they shared. John fumbled with the keys as he struggled to get them into the car door. Grabbing onto the old cars roof he felt a sudden change in air pressure as a shadow cast over him; his blood ran cold at the knowledge of what stood over them.
Turning around he saw a giant booted foot, of the giantess he saw earlier staring down directly at him. Her extremely tight fitting clothes didn't leave anything to the imagination. Perky breasts partially obscured her face from his dumbfounded stare. She simply smiled knowingly down at them. There wasn't any menace in her face, more a genuine curiosity.
Finding the keyhole while he looked awkwardly up; slowly pulling the cat door open. Beth opening the door of the passenger side and, cautiously getting into the car. John slammed his door shut then forced the keys into the ignition. Rapidly turning the key he started the car up.
Pressing down the clutch, putting the old car into first. He violently revved the engine up. Building up the revs, until they hit the limiter. Releasing the clutch, smoke rose from the front wheels, as they tore at the road for grip. Speeding them away from the giantess.
John glanced into the rear view mirror. Only to her taking steps after them but, she wasn't keeping pace. Looking back over to his sister he saw her clutch her chest; she started praying. It looked like she was trying to close off her mind from the outside world. He had never seen his sister like this before. His poor mind tried to claw for a rationale reason to all this. But it just kept up coming back blank each time. Looking out over his steering wheel. Reminded of what his priorities where right now.
Reaching the corner of the street. He spun the steering wheel around. All four tires violently screeched; as each one fought for grip. Going wide on the corner his heart thrashed violently against his chest. As he saw a giants boot ahead of them. Slamming on the breaks, trying in vain to stop the car before impact. Pulling at the steering wheel frantically; only to find it at full lock. But it was far to late. There car crashed into the giants boot. Glass shattered around them. As the cars frame absorbed the impact; steel rippled from the force of the crash.
John was violently ejected from his seat, straight through the front windscreen. From the cars sudden stop. He flew through the air a few feet before he hit the tarmac. He painfully slid against its cold rough surface. Only just bringing up his hands to protect his face, in the very last possible second.
Coming to a sore bloody stop several feet from the car. His hands where ripped apart from the concrete; blood streamed out of the severe cuts on them. His nose was awkwardly smashed into his face as it impacted the ground through his hands. A wet oily sensation was burning in his scalp and parts of his arms and legs. Blood started to soak through his clothes.
Struggling onto his knees; looking back to see his sister still in the car. Adrenaline pumped through his veins. Giving him the strength he needed to stand up fully. Without any concern for his own injuries. He ran back over to the car.
Ignoring the giant he had just crashed into. Who had taken a large step backwards, shocked as to what had just happened to him.
John pulled the car door open checking to see if his sister was alright. Shakily wiping his brow; ignoring the blood that came off onto the back of his hand. Instead focussing on taking the seatbelt off of his sister. She gasped when she saw her brothers face. Ignoring her own bruises she began to fuss over his wounds. Until a shadow fell over them for a second time.
John pulled away looking up to see the giant he had just crashed into; only to see he was looking down at them with a strange expression on his face. These giants all seemed to have the same blue eyes and, equally black hair. There facial features though, very similar at first sight, where quite varied. This giants ears drooped slightly with quite a few wrinkles around his eyes. At a glance you would think he was middle aged. Though his blue eyes looked as though they burned with a fiery storm.
Hearing a series of footfalls getting louder and louder. Looking back over his shoulder, only to see the giantess from earlier return. She had taken her time catching up to them.
Her happy expression changed to one of genuine concern. When she saw the bloodied and wounded human standing in front of her. John was more surprised to see such a human facial expression; from something he viewed to be incredibly alien.
Beth suddenly pushed her brother back and leapt forward onto him, as the giant stepped onto the car. The sound of glass shattering, tires bursting and metal grinding against metal. Filled the cold air. As the giant rested his full weight onto the car. The metals sharp screech was painful to be heard and, could be easily heard over the shouts and screams. That where now reaching a new high. The tank of petrol finally burst; as the vehicle disappeared underneath the boot. Petrol poured out over the road. The slightly clear yellowish liquid soaked into John's blood soaked clothes. The petrol burned his skin as it quickly evaporated.
John laid there on his back more aware now of the adrenaline coursing through his body. It completely robbed him from all his physical pain. Seeing the giants hand reach down for them. Reacting without thinking; he pushed his sister roughly from atop him. He then unsheathed the machete from his belt. All in one single motion. Slashing the blade down with both hands. Throwing everything he was worth at the bared fingers approaching him. The blade gouged into the giants fingers. The giant shouted in surprise. Sharply pulling his hand back. John lost his grip on the machetes handle; as it had sunk deep into the aliens flesh.
Falling forward, hearing the giants shouts in an alien tongue. His face landed into the petrol on the ground. Forced to breath in it's fumes, deep into his lungs. Pressing his hands under himself he shakily pushed himself onto his back. Only to see the giant raise his boot over him.
Watching helplessly as the boot descended on him. While around where he laud on the ground his blood mixed with the petrol.
"John!" Shouted Beth as she tried to get back onto shaky legs. To go to his aid. She couldn't believe this was happening. She watched helplessly as her bloodied brother laid out in front of her.
Beth's mind despaired at what she was seeing. Tears ran down both cheeks. Having lost all hope she was forced to watch. Her brother get crushed before her.
When all John could see was nothing but the black soul of the giants boot. He heard chanting coming from somewhere. What looked like a gang of kids and, adults. It looked like each person had, prepared petrol bombs. Immediately they began throwing them at the giant.
John could barely make out the sound of smashing bottles land around him. Before he knew it there was a flash of light as the air he breathed turned to fire. Instinctively closing his eyes he held his hands flat against his face to protect himself. This time he wasn't quick enough.
He could feel his throat and exposed skin boil. The fumes he breathed in had ignited. His throat and lungs where burnt from the inside. It was pain unlike anything he knew. After hearing a mighty crash. His throat wheezed, unable to think or speak. He struggled to breath as each breath he breathed in wasn't enough.
Suddenly he felt someone grab onto his hand pulling him backwards away from the intense heat. That surrounded him. Peaking a look out of his left eye he could just make out his sisters silhouette. His vision was going black, he felt so tired. His mind tingled as it struggled to survive with the lack of oxygen.
"Don't panic, I'm here. Your sister will take care of you." Beth said trying to hold back the panic in her voice. Her eyes swollen from the tears. The tears dripped from her chin falling down onto her brothers broken burnt body.
John looked up at her trying to speak. Only able to meekly groan, as his voice box was now destroyed. Wheezing as he struggled to get in air and stay alive.
"Shush," Beth worded while gently stroking the back of his hand. Looking up at the gang who was now pelting petrol bombs towards the giant and giantess. "Help me, quickly!" She shouted to the gang. While waving her one free hand frantically.
Two of the gang looked back towards them. Nudging a couple other gang members they sent over couple young boys to deal with us. They rather unceremoniously grabbed onto my arms roughly, pulling me off of the street into the shade of one of the buildings. They then turned running back to group. Who where chanting obscenities at the giants. The fire they started had begun to spread into the houses that lined the streets. Black plumes of smoke began to funnel out of the houses as rubbers broke down and, began to slowly melt.
The giant who had fallen over was now shouting out to others. Getting back up onto his knees he frantically patted at the flames that rose up to his face from all the petrol bombs that where thrown at him.
Without any warning it started to heavily rain. It began to wash away all the flames. The giant looked down at the gang with rage. Before he had a chance to react more giants appeared either side of him. They produced more of the black vacuums. They held them down to the crowd where they where unceremoniously silenced. One by one, they each where sucked up into the machine's. The giantess who had retreated at the sight of the gang reappeared with another giant and two more other similar looking giantesses. There eyes caught the scene of destruction. John couldn't help but laugh at how this must look like from there perspective. Like ants swarming over an anthill.
He was starting to fill up with dread. He could feel his mind start to break down. It was incredibly hard for him to make conscious thoughts they all seemed to slow down to a near complete stop.
"Get up..." Beth said forcefully pulling one of his arms over her shoulder to carry more of his weight. Dragging her gravely wounded brother with her. She just wanted to get him away from anyone. She didn't want her brother to be killed or hurt. She didn't know what to do.
They must have got no more than ten metres before they heard hushed speaking above them. Without warning he heard his sister scream, as she was pulled away by one of the giantess who turned away walking off somewhere. Falling onto his back again the wind knocked out of him he saw long effeminate fingers reach out for him. Overcome with pain and exhaustion he saw those fingers hesitate, before they gently pried him from the ground. Already at deaths door he breathed what he honestly thought was his last breath. As he felt all the pain wash from his body. Until there was nothing but a numbing blackness that consumed him completely.
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John woke with a start. Opening his eyes he felt them sting as they struggled to adjust to the light in the room he was in. That's when he felt something strange. He was numb. He couldn't feel or move at all. Painfully holding his eyes open he could feel his heart jolt as he looked straight forward to see a giants smiling face peer down at him. Feeling as exposed as an exposed nerve in front of this giants gaze. He tried to fight against his bonds but found his arms and legs whereby responding to his commands.
Looking back at the giants expectant face. He saw the same blue eyes and light blue skin he had seen from all these aliens before. The giants hair was cut short, however it glistened a light grey. Looking back into the giants face, trying to ascertain his age. He looked young. He wore a completely black uniform with a white stripe.
Images suddenly flashed through his mind, but they where all disjointed. He couldn't get a single image of past events down in his mind. It all was just a mixed blur.
Straining his mind he recognised the uniform the alien was wearing. He knew he had seen it before. But he had no memory as to why he recognised it. Part of himself recognised it with images of a doctor or surgeon.
"Do you understand me?" Came giants voice, speaking each word individually. Saying it in a professional manner. That didn't come across as insulting.
John blinked a few more times, however when he tried to speak he felt his throat stop halfway. Making him violently cough while his head was stuck facing in one direction. Painfully convulsing against his restraints as he coughed up blood and bile. It ran down out of his mouth. Eyes watering from the coughing fit. An overwhelming sense of helplessness, dug down into his stomach. Unable to even wipe his own mouth as he was watched by those cold blue eyes. However he could tell his muscles where there now. Only if they where completely numb. Hope of being able to move re lifted his spirit.
The giant scowled at him, looking away he brought a large metallic cylinder into view. Holding it above John's head the giant hummed and ahed as it beeped and shone. At best guess it was some medical scanner, he thought. Seeing him pull it away. He replaced it with another strange long cylinder that looked like a pen in his hand. Holding it over John's throat a piece of the device shot out injecting something into his chest.
Something weird entered his body unable to look down he was forced in a position being completely powerless; as it burned up inside him. Without warning he was left wide eyed as he could no longer draw breath. He felt his head tingle as his chest burned. As soon as it began it was over.
John gasped for air as a cold sweat cooled his face and back. He could feel pins and needles rush up and down his entire body. Suddenly he could feel control of his body return to him. He could feel the restraints that held him in a weird incline. Trying to pull his arms back out of the restraints. He could feel adrenaline surging through his body. Panicking a part of his rational mind had shut down. 'Why did this feel normal?' He asked himself.
"Do you understand me?" Came the giants voice a second time. This time he said it much faster.
John tried to form a word he coughed as he felt his voice box work. Though it was red raw, as if it had been blended. "YAS!" He shouted before he started coughing again his throat was so sore he didn't even recognise his own voice.
"Hmm, how many fingers am I holding up?" Said the giant who seemed pleased with himself all of a sudden. As he finished his sentence he held up his thumb and two fingers.
John had recovered from coughing long enough to look at what the giants gesture was. "Three fingers..." He coughed to relieve the itching sensation that was burning the inside of his throat. His eyes where watering from the experience closing his eyes and mouth he desperately tried to get control of his body. As each muffled cough, made him involuntarily convulse.
"Good." The giant turned away from him.
John tried to move his head but whatever was holding him didn't allow any part of his body to move. He could feel the tingling in hid body subside. That's when he remembered what had happened to him. His memories had all come back at once. Opening his eyes again he searched his surrounding for his sister she had to be close.
The giant was preoccupied looking at a tablet PC of some kind. John heard a door swish open somewhere behind him. "How's the specimen doctor?" Came a feminine voice.
"It's recovered faster than I thought. There far more durable than you think possible given there physical limits. It had severe skin tissue damage and several fractures. It also had tissue scarring in its throat. It requires a twenty four hour, recuperation period before it can go to stock." Said the doctor nonchalantly.
John's eyes widened at how he was being referred to as it and, what did they mean stock. "What... do you intend to do to me?" He said holding back on the need to cough at the end of each word.
Hearing someone walk up to his right. Fighting against his restraints he tried to turn to face whoever it was. But his restraints held him to tightly, making it impossible.
"Oh, this ones quite resilient." John felt her breath wash over his skin in a wave. Holding his mouth shut as short coughs came up involuntarily from his chest.
"Yes, it's will must allow it to recover faster somehow." Said the doctor turning back to him. Taking up a disinterested tone of voice.
John didn't know where to look he painfully tried to force his vision as far right as possible to allow him to see the giantess. He closed his eyes at his own stupidity. He was forgetting something important. "Please," he gasped, "Please tell me. Where's my sister?" He asked it as sincerely as his worn ragged throat could deliver.
"Awe," cooed the giantess while walking around to present herself in front of him. "You're the very last one, we sold the other humans to the retailers. To be frank we thought you where dying. You've been here for five days."
John saw the giantess for the first time. The difference from the others he could tell from his glance up at her. Was her hair was jet white, it flowed like a silver river down her shoulders. An over whelming sense of déjŕ vu filled his mind. He had seen her face before.
The giant scoffed at the women standing before him, "You truly pity these creatures don't you."
She looked back at him and simply smiled sweetly, "Says the doctor who restored this creatures health."
John was completely deflated he could feel anxiety and fear well up inside of himself. He feared for his fate. Fearing the worst of his sister. His eyelids started to feel very heavy, tears streamed down his checks at his powerlessness. He hung there nothing supporting his limb he felt his bindings cut into his skin. 'Beth where are you?' He thought before he closed his eyes again.
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John felt like he was back in bed something soft gently stroking him. It felt remarkably pleasant, but very distant, at the same time. He felt secure, safe and, warm. It took him awhile to realise he was half asleep. Stirring slightly, opening his eyes he saw something strange. He was in a dimly lit room of some kind he could just make out the ceiling but the walls seemed to be completely out of his vision.
He jumped as his vision went completely black as something enveloped his head and chest. Struggling against what was holding him light shine from gaps in whatever held him. Then memories of past events came flooding. He now realised he was in the clutches of one of the giant aliens. Then it spoke softly in a sweet singsong voice, "sshhh, don't panic. You aren't in danger."
His makeshift prison opened up he was indeed resting in the hand of a one of the giant women. Her offhand protectively cupped him towards her bare stomach. Looking up he could see she was wearing a tight fitting plain black tank top, her breasts partially hid her face. She smiled down at him, her brilliant blue eyes seemed to shine with a child like curiosity. He instantly recognised her face. It was the giantess that stood over him.
"Where am I?" John asked his voice still weak but it was stronger than the last time he spoke. Trying to stand on the soft skin of her hand he saw he lost his shoes but was at least wearing something that looked like black track suit bottoms.
"Well, you are in my quarters. You seem to be adjusting really well, good for you." She said continuing her singsong tone.
Her offhand enveloped him, she gently stroked him from head to toe as she was fighting the urge to giggle at this creatures frail and weak attempts to fight her fingers off.
In his fight against her wickedly nimble fingers he felt his back press up into her soft flat stomach. "Where's my sister." He just managed to ask before her index finger pressed into his face. Pushing his head into her abdominal muscles.
John flailed his legs and arms trying to free himself from her press.
"So that female was your sister. Don't you remember I was the one that caught you. You where quite impressive. You scared Sagon half to death. When you drove that little vehicle into him. I nearly died laughing when I saw you cut his hand too. Still that group who threw firebombs where very annoying. They left you half dead. I'm still astonished you survived those burns." She spoke softly while playing with the human in her hand.
He could only get out a series of barely intelligible grunts, as he was still pressed into the girls flesh.
"Oh, you want to speak. Oh, but you've got to be given permission to talk." She playfully said retracting her hands from her stomach letting John fall into her lap.
John landed awkwardly partially sliding between her legs. He felt quite flustered about being toyed with so easily. "Please, could you tell me where my sister is?" He implored while struggling to stop himself sliding further between her thighs. But given his physical state he felt incredibly weak, his body's muscle had lost a lot of there endurance. He still thought it was strange he couldn't feel any pain from his muscles or joints either.
"We sold her, along with the rest of that district." She said it so casually as if it was the same thing as breaking eggs.
John looked up at her despairing at the news. "Sold my sister, but why?"
The giantess giggled at this pitiful creature, "You're lucky. You where to be sold in the same group but your injuries where so severe the doctor said you wouldn't make it."
"Lucky!" He starred down infuriated at how weak he was, "How could you say that, she's my only family." He sobbed between breaths.
"Awe, don't worry. People go crazy about getting a pet human." She slid her fingers down her legs, crouching forward to look closer at him while she spoke.
Things where moving to fast for him to keep track off. Clutching his head with both hands he tried to focus on what was happening. "I must be crazy. There's no way any of this can happen, yeah..."
The giantess burst out laughing, with tears in her eyes, she threw herself on her back. Parting her legs. John fell down between them. She brought her legs up either side of him her bare feet resting flat on the mattress. "I swear you humans are priceless. You always say the weirdest things. I swear if I'm a part of your illusions, then your in serious trouble" She taunted. Pushing her hands behind herself, she parted her legs looking directly down at the human. Who was now kicking his legs pushing himself away from her.
"You want to play. Hmm... it's been so long since I've played with one of your kind." A wicked grin parted her lips slightly, she held her mouth slightly open. He could see into her maw as light glistened off of her moist pink tongue. Her large eyes seemed to actually sparkle with a sense of joy, clearly she had planned this from the beginning.
John didn't know what was going on. His memories where too disjointed. While pushing away he lightly bumped his head against something. Looking over his shoulder; he saw it was the heel of her left foot. It moved slowly and deliberately until it was all he could see to the right of him. He heard rustling to his left as her right foot positioned the opposite side of him. Her feet slightly wrinkled from the way she was holding them. She then flipped her soles to face him. Her soft skin glistening slightly from the dimmed lights.
He realised far to late what she had intended to do to him. The next thing he felt was soft skin press against him from both sides.
Gently squeezing her feet together. Sighing with relief as she enjoyed, the tickling sensation his futile efforts brought her feet. While he wrestled and squirmed against her. She let out a short moan. Blushing she cupped her left hand to her face. She slowly started to grind her feet up and down either side of him. The feeling building up inside her was incredible. It had been far to long since she got to play with a human. Feeling her body temperature rise as she got more physically excited. She could feel her feet moisten.
It was a strange massage but the stress she had been feeling over the last year of duty, was slowly melting away. It made her move her feet faster and faster.
Pressing her hands into her thighs she ran them up and down her legs till the rested on top of her feet. She allowed the warmth from her hands, to warm the cool flesh. Goosebumps prickled up her arms as she bit her lower lip. If she got any more worked up she was going to lose her mind. Sliding her right hand down between her moist feet. She let them worm there way around her captive.
With her face flushed red she fell onto her front while clutching her prize in hand. Resting her chin against the mattress she dropped the human in front of her. Her smile going wide bearing her white teeth as she saw him slump against her hand. Pressing her lips together she slid the few inches forward to embrace him. She felt him jolt with surprise as she caressed his torso with her lips. She watched most amused as he shuffled backwards into her hand. Stifling a laugh she pulled him closer. Pressing his face into her lips with her index finger. Her hand lightly held him there while his body went limp from her kiss. Pulling him away slightly she licked her lips, tasting the salt left behind by the sweet. Her other hand had awkwardly found it's way under her, as she fumbled with her bottoms, trying to pry into her most sensitive of spots.
Moaning softly she pressed herself further forward giving the human no room to move. She felt his tiny hands tickle her skin, as his fingers ran along her smooth skin she closed her eyes. As she felt his fingers caressed her left eyelid. The feeling of being touched so softly somewhere so vulnerable, sent a tingling shiver down her spine.
John couldn't handle this situation he struggled with all his might to free himself but it was no use. Pressing against the arch of her foot with what strength remained was probably the most futile thing he had ever done. When she started to grind him between her soft souls of her feet. Is when everything got really weird. It was a strange sensation to have soft flesh press into and pull on you at the same time. When he was getting covered in her foot sweet it brought his body temperature up. Starting to feel dizzy from the constant motion and heat. He felt strangely good as he let the situation he was in take hold. Forgetting himself completely and where he was he just enjoyed the feeling. There was nothing else to do, for a few short moments he forgot everything. His skin felt so hot and gooey, he thought he was going to melt where he lay.
Something intruded in on his bliss, long fingers curled around his torso. It took him a few breaths of sharp cool air to come back to his senses.
When he regained some control over his mind. He found himself resting on something smooth and soft. Blushing slightly at the thought of holding his hand on a girls. He stood more upright to see the giantess face staring down at him. He lost himself looking into the beautiful deep blue eyes. Seeing them so close was enchanting, her nose breathed out hot moist air all around him.
John was forced forward suddenly into her puckered lips, the velvet soft skin almost completely enveloped his face. Losing control off his limbs he went limp in her hand.
He was losing his mind he really didn't know what was happening everything was going to fast. 'Am I being raped?' He thought while he was pulled away from her embrace. He was done he had no strength left in himself to hold her back. Not that his futile efforts made a difference either way. His arms and legs trembled with the excursion he had forced on them. Suddenly the giantess pressed forward.
Pressed into the young girls beautiful face. His arms splayed out against her. His left arm was caught against the bridge of her nose. While his right pressed out wards, his eyes where sealed shut as he was pressed into something soft and wet. What felt like whiskers tickled his right ear. Carefully opening his eyes he saw that his head was up against her brow. His right hand was resting on her eyelid. He had never touched anything so smooth before. It felt delicate. Forgetting himself again he slid his fingers over her eyelid. Surprised to see she wasn't stopping him more than anything.
He could feel short hot gusts of breath on his left as she breathed through her nose. He could hear her groan in pleasure. The condensation coming off of her breath was making his skin sticky to the touch as his trousers slowly caught the condensation becoming ever increasingly wet.
Falling into his back from a twitch of her head. He saw her eyes half open her checks where flushed red. Her lips parted breathing out a wave of heavy wet air, that completely enveloped him. The atmosphere was getting ever hotter and stickier.
Suddenly her tongue snaked out, lapping at his legs they moved under them. Having his legs lifted up onto her soft organ left him feeling incredibly vulnerable. Panicked slightly he kicked out against her tongue. Only causing it to twitch slightly from the sensation. He couldn't put up any form of resistance as the slithering monster wormed it's way up his back. His skin felt like it was burning from the sensation of being pressed into her silky soft tongue.
John losing a fight with fatigue in his own mind was barely able to keep up. His mind was lagging from fatigue now and, his body was burning up again. He had lost any chance of a fight before it actually began.
Barely conscious he felt his hands rest against her tongue. It felt sticky, hot and smooth, all at once. His vision went black as he felt her lips seal shut over his torso. He stopped functioning as a logical being several minutes ago. All that existed was the touch and incredible wet heat. He didn't think, just felt. The sensation was insane. The tongue that snaked its way up his back to the top of his head. Moving so slowly, it felt devine. It was an experience unlike any other. He felt the giantess teeth playfully bite into his stomach. It wasn't very painful but the blunt force seemed to enforce his sense of touch further. All he could hear was her heavy breathing. Which increased in speed taking shorter hotter breaths. That blew around his torso and, chest. With her saliva starting to pool up around his head which now rested on her tongue. Saliva continued to build up running over his chest and shoulders. Things kept getting hotter and wetter. When things went dark as she closed her mouth over him completely sealing him inside an exotic cave of intense heat and steam. Touch was his god now. It completely dominated him, without knowledge of anything he felt his way around his new domain. Rock hard teeth sealed him inside his new home while saliva built up all around. Turning on his front his feet brushed over the edge into the abyss while his exhausted fingers grabbed and pulled at whatever they could. The ground beneath him bobbed up and down. As it slid him from side to side. The taste buds becoming swollen from the increased blood pressure of the giantess.
The tongue glided over his body savouring the taste, of the his frail form. The saliva started to become very thick and, sticky. As it swirled around in an ever increasing torrent.
Becoming thicker and heavier as time wore on. Every now and then the saliva would bury his head beneath its depths. Whenever that happened. John was forced into pressing his hands against the tongue pushing his head and chest above its surface. Every time he did this to get air the tongue he rested in would push up pressing him into the roof of the girls mouth. Eyes sealed shut from the threat of being buried under water he drew in wet ragged breaths as his entire body was pressed into the roof. His elbows where usually caught pressing into the silky smooth flesh above. While his fingers where pressed hard into the tongue. Some saliva would be caught along for ride as well running down the full length of his body before it slid down into her throat. His body reverberated from her moans of pleasure. It's hard to describe but her moans shook his inner core. Making the act of breathing feel intoxicating.
The giantess had lost herself to lust completely now. The way it felt to have something so small press itself against her so valiantly and ultimately futile. Built up a pressure within herself. When her hand finally found it's way into her pants. She felt an incredible heat emanating from her own sexual organ. Wincing slightly as her fingers brushed roughly over her clitoris. Pressing her middle finger into her engorged vagina. Was like opening a champagne bottle. It suddenly released so much built up internal tension she nearly lost her mind. From that one single thrust. She felt her tiny captive tickle her tongue as it, struggled against her. Her senses where so on edge at this point the sensation of having a living entity play against her tongue, the way the human was, was driving her mad. It was the most exotic massage she had ever felt. Sticky salty fingers brushed against her taste buds making her salivate more. Drool began to pool in her mouth, it began to leak out. Dribbling out of the corners of her mouth. It took all her concentration to hold the human prone in her mouth. She wanted to gasp in air so badly as she felt her core temperature rise ever higher. Breathing hot heavy breaths through her nose she stifled moans of exquisite pleasure. As her fingers wrestled inside herself. Her own delicate fingers pressed and probed in a way rediscovering herself anew. Clenching her eyes tightly shut she could feel pressure building up inside herself again. She wanted to scream out, but held it in. She was afraid if she released on this feeling she would fall apart. But it kept building, her fingers where so wet and sticky they began to feel numb. As her head and body started to tingle with the lightest, softest sensation of pins and needles. In that moment she came.
Laying flat on her stomach, all the tension within herself was gone. She just laid there panting through her open mouth. The human laying exhausted from all the heat and foreplay. Was laying there inside her open mouth shivering slightly as the giantess drew in long cold breaths of air. The human laid face first into the inside of her cheek.
Slowly regaining her senses, she pulled out her hand from her soaking wet panties and trousers. Here fingers had beads of her juices connecting them together. Resting her shaky hand against the bedspread. She could feel her hand stick to its surface as the juices where absorbed into the fabric of her bed. Her open mouth had spilt a lot of drool all over her bed. Her face now started to sting from the sticky hot substance as it pooled where her face laid. She felt the heat radiate out of the core of her being. The tingling in her body slowly returning to normal. The downturn from her sexual high was like a massage across her entire body.
It washed away everything with it, still panting hot ragged breaths. She ran her tongue along the prone human in her mouth. She done it gently, enjoying the tickling sensation his sticky body left on the tip of her tongue. Closing her eyes she rested like this in a trance for a time. No longer aware of time passing anymore. She just wanted this relaxing feeling to last forever.
It was several hours since he had the most incredible assault on his senses. Lazily he was resting on something very warm and wet. He could feel water flowing down from his feet past his arms on its way downwards. Then he heard a long shallow breaths. He thought it was the sound of air entering and leaving something vast. All his exposed skin had goosebumps from the cold that flowed against his bare skin. Only to be replaced by more hot wet breath. Pulling on his exhausted limbs, which responded with a deep tissue fatigue as they had built up an incredible amount of lactic acid. They felt incredibly wooden and stiff. Although it was painful to move them at first, it was a good pain. One that made you feel alive. Using this as a spark of vitality he struggled forward out of the mouth.
It wasn't a good few moments later until he realised kneeling on bed sheet soaked in a giantess saliva. Flashes of what happened played back in his mind all to fast to keep up with.
Sitting, staring into the open mouth of the giantess. Who had fallen asleep with him in it. There was far to much happening to fast he didn't know what to do. This feeling of not knowing left him sitting there, his mind had slowed down to a complete stop. He had nothing for his mind to grab hold of to get him back on track. So sitting there starring dumbfounded into the maw of a beautiful young girl who could have had at any moment killed him. Crying cold tears, that stung his wet slightly sore skin. Holding a shaky hand up to wipe the tears away. He just looked at his soaked fingers, trying to work out why he was crying.
Giantess World
Chapter End Notes:
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All characters written in here are my own intellectual property please don't use them without my permission.