The Goddess Nike was still upset with her defeat at the hands of the god of war Ares. She had fixed a number of competitions to show just how much superior that women were than men and it still was not enough. Ares, and men in general, had to learn their place in this universe. While walking close to a nearby park, Nike froze as a very familiar presence became known. The god Ares was nearby.
Nike arrived at the source wanting to confront the god himself, but instead was met with two mortals stretching in the middle of a field. The girl was absolutely stunning to behold. She had the body of a trained athlete with the curves of the goddess of love herself. Long locks of curly blonde hair cascaded downwards towards a sports bra that was doing a poor job at containing the abundance of tit flesh underneath. She was a little on the short side at 54 tall, but this didnt stop Nike from calling her close to perfect. While she was bent over a masculine hand gave the curvy bum a good slap.
Really Brian! exclaimed the girl as she pushed against the guys chest. That was uncalled for.
We both know that Ill be pounding it later anyway so I just figured a little touch wouldnt be a big deal Stac. replied Brian. Nike deduced that Stac must have been short for Stacy.
Thats beside the point! You promised to take this seriously!
Nike had realized why the presence of Ares was so strong here despite the god himself still being on Olympus. Brian was a demigod, or more specifically a son of Ares. The flawless physique and waves of confidence coming off of him more than proved this. This competition definitely needed Nikes intervention. A demigod surpassed the abilities of a regular mortal easily. Nike took a seat on the grass as the girl tossed the guy a stop watch. Nike first decided to even the odds.
Were going to see who can run twenty meters the fastest.
And Ill give you a full second handicap, chuckled Brian as he gave his girlfriends ass another love tap. The huge heart shape behind reminded Brian of how perfect of a match they were. Looking Stacy directly in the eye, Brian just couldnt help but smile.
Hey! Brian was lucky that he was the same height as her, if he was any taller then she would have probably dumped him a while ago. Nike smiled as neither mortal realized the sudden loss of a foot in height that she just caused.
Nike watched on with disgust as Brian admired the curvy backside of Stacy swing mightily from side to side as she sprinted towards the goal. Nike had to admire Stacy as she ran with everything she had. It was the ninth wonder of the world that the sports bra didnt burst from the strain Stacys rack exerted on it.
Four seconds! yelled Brian in mock surprise. That brings your time down to just three seconds. Should be easy enough.
Stacy reluctantly took the stop watch as Brian got into position. Nike knew that without her intervention then the demigod would surely win this competition. A smile quickly spread across her face as an old paradox crossed her mind.
And GO! yelled Stacy as she started the clock.
Brian wasted no time in sprinting forward causing a cloud of dust to form where his feet had been. Brian had never worked out in his entire life and yet the government was trying to persuade him into joining the upcoming Olympics. Brian couldnt help but grin as he passed the halfway point.
Leaning forward Brian pressed himself as hard as his thirty two inch body would go. Stacy wasnt too happy as she looked at the time on clock. At this rate Brian would win their competition. The smile on Brians face grew even wider as only five meters separated him from victory. It was truly surprising for most people that a sixteen inch tall guy like Brian could be so athletic.
Seeing as Brian was about to win anyway Stacy hung the watch around her neck as she walked towards the finish line. Two and a half meters to go and Brian would show Stacy just how much faster he was than her. If she was lucky then if he wouldnt wear her out too much with his lean and muscular eight inch frame.
Stacey was now standing above Brian as he passed the 1.25 meter mark. Signs of sweat were covering his four inch body as he continued to sprint for all he was worth. Around sixty two centimeters to go, the smile quickly disappeared from his face as he noticed the two massive bus size feet of his girlfriend at either side of him. The sneaker had a one inch heel which did nothing but remind him that he was only two inch tall. You would think that Stacy would respect his wishes and not wear shoes with such a high lift.
Stacy had to get on all fours to get a better look at Brian. With just a little over a foot to go, the little guy was still giving it all he had. It was surprising to her that his legs could move that fast on the inch tall man.
Darkness had surrounded him as only six inches remained of this race. Looking up, Brian just couldnt help but stare as the building size jugs of his girlfriend swung slightly above him. If Stacy wasnt careful then she could easily crush his half inch body with those giant things.
God! exclaimed Stacy as she waited for Brian to run the last three inches. Her cheeks were already flushed as she watched the muscular form of her quarter inch boyfriend run underneath her. Stacy pressed her pelvis into the ground trying her best to quench the lust that she had right now. Just being around the tiny guy was turning her on.
Brian could feel a painful stitch forming in his side, but he knew that it was about to be over. Just one and a half inches was all that was left of this race.
FUCK!
Brian took a chance to look behind him and what he saw made his jaw drop. Stacy was looking down at him with a pissed off expression on her face. To anybody else it would seem that she was upset, but Brian knew differently. Stacy was extremely horny right now as she stared down greedily at his eighth of an inch body. Two massive(to Brian) peaks were visible underneath of Stacys sports bra. Stacy was now massaging one of her breasts and gave out a small moan as her fingertips barely brushed against her nipple.
GO FASTER!
Stacy didnt know whether she could hold out for the remaining ž of an inch. Just a little bit more and her miniscule boyfriend would be finished. People wouldnt believe how turned on she could get from playing with the sixteenth of an inch tall guy.
Nike just couldnt help but laugh as Stacy continued to get upset as she waited for Brian to finish. She watched as Stacy ripped the stop watch from her side and looked upon the face of it.
Thats enough Brian! Brian couldnt help it as two massive fingers gently picked him up from the ground.
But I was nearly done! shouted Brian. It was true that he was nearly finished, but he doubted that his body had enough energy left to finish this race. Being set down on Stacys finger, Brian took this time to finally rest.
Its been thirty seconds Brian, I won a while ago! Stacy wanted nothing more than to start having sex right now, but she was in public and Brian was a little too tired. Pulling the front of her sports bra forward, Stacy placed her boyfriend gently on her right nipple.
You better be ready to fuck by the time I get home!
Stacy began to storm off towards her apartment. It was impossible to tell how much more Brian had to run, but she wasnt going to wait anymore for her grain of sand sized boyfriend to finish. He had better be ready to please her by the time they got home.
Nike couldnt have been more happier with herself. A son of Ares couldnt even finish something as simple as a race. Of course Nikes mood turned sour yet again as she thought back to her defeat. She would have her revenge against the arrogant god soon, but it would have to wait as yet another competition caught the goddess attention.
Giantess World
Author's Chapter Notes:
I have got to say that I'm surprised that this story idea of mine is working this well. There have been two authors to already contribute great chapters of their own. If anyone wants to add their own chapter them feel free and let's see where this story can take us.
Chapter End Notes:
The question I have for you guys is did the guy really lose in this chapter?