Sihil groaned. She was thirsty, and she ached all over. She was happy to be alive, but she had lived only to return to her prison, to die whenever the giantess chose to kill her.
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Teagan strode boldly forth as she cleared the last stretch of the forest. She pushed her way through a small but of shrubbery, and crested a hill.
A massive valley lay before her, nearly devoid of anything but flat terrain. In the distance she saw a thicket of massive and twisted trees, all devoid of leaves.
That would be the forest of dead trees.
Teagan scanned the valley, and growled in dismay. A number of tomkin settlements, clearly fortified, were scattered across the valley. A massive citadel, large even by Teagan's standards, poised itself in the middle of the valley. Teagan couldn't make out any details, but she was sure that it wasn't a citadel for humans.
She started to turn back, but tripped and fell on a small boulder. She hit the ground and started sliding down the hill. She winced as small stones dug into her, drawing blood. By the time she finished tumbling down the hill, she was covered in welts and bloody scratches.
Teagan faintly heard screaming. She looked around for the source, hoping she hadn't been spotted, when she realized the screaming was coming from her box. She opened it up to find the tomkin with the broken leg bleeding on the bottom of the box, bone protruding from her calf. Teagan plucked the tomkin out of the box and swiftly broke her neck. She couldn't risk being heard. The red haired tomkin girl seemed disoriented but unhurt, and the frail tomkin man seemed fine, as he was trying to climb out of the box. Teagan flicked him away from the opening, and on a second thought, picked him back up. She inserted him in her mouth, savoring his screams and uniquely living taste. She leaned her head back, and let him slide down her throat. Teagan then picked up the red haired tomkin.
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Sihil shook with fear. She was the last one alive now, and she had just watched her only two surviving cell mates perish. Certainly, she was next.
The giantess cradled Sihil in one hand, and started fidgeting with something in her lap with the other. Sihil gasped in a mix of horror and disgust as the giantess pulled away her breeches, revealing a pair of massive yet shapely legs.
The giantess placed Sihil against the crotch of her rough undergarments, and Sihil could feel the outside of the giantess' feminine groin press against her. Sihil struggled weakly in protest, trying to push away, but the giantess only shuddered with pleasure and pushed her back.
Sihil watched as the undergarments separating her from the giant sex were delicately peeled away, revealing the giantess' crotch in full. Sihil, although she didn't want to admit it to herself, was slightly aroused by the sight. The giantess, if she was a normal size, would be an exceedingly beautiful woman, and Sihil's particular culture wasn't restrictive of sexuality. Sihil had little time for these thoughts, however, as she was guided back to the groin of the giantess. Sihil panicked as her hands touched the soft and slightly wrinkled flesh, feeling the giantess shudder in ecstasy. She squirmed, trying to leave the giantess' grasp, but this only caused the giantess to gasp and climax, nearly crushing Sihil in between her thighs as she drew them together.
Sihil felt the walls of muscle around her loosen, and found herself prone on the ground. The giantess reached down and picked her up. Sihil expected to be put back in the box, but was instead lifted over to a small pond, a mere puddle to the giantess. It was clean water, and Sihil drank her fill, grateful that her thirst was relieved. Even so, Sihil felt somewhat violated, and yet she had perhaps even enjoyed that experience a bit. After drinking, Sihil was returned to her box. Even so, the fact that her captor gave her that one small favor reassured Sihil that she had a chance.
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Teagan sighed with satisfaction as the dropped the red haired tomkin back in the box. It was lonely out here, and Teagan was tired of all work and no play.
She stood up, dusted herself off, and looked around at where she'd tumbled. She didn't see any movement in the vicinity, and she let down her guard a bit. A soft blanket of grass carpeted the field, stretching down endlessly. The citadel loomed in the distance, its very existence being a slight to humanity and all that it had accomplished. Teagan growled lightly under her breath as she beheld it, wanting to tear it down piece by piece and slaughter those inside.
She slumped her shoulders and returned to observing her surroundings. A number of tomkin villages sat the the west, so Teagan figured she would travel around the east, skirting the citadel and the string of smaller towns.
Teagan started on her journey, trekking across the grassy field. With her height, she knew it wouldn't be long until she was spotted, so she was determined to make this go as quickly as possible.
Teagan continued onwards as morning turned to afternoon, making it over halfway across the vast plain without incident. Exhausted from hours of walking, Teagan decided to set up a temporary camp, for the weather was fair and the location quite pleasant. She, using her old torn backpack as a pillow, laid down and drifted off to sleep.
Of course, Teagan had learned the hard way to sleep lightly, and was able to hear whispers and muffled movement a while after she had lain down. She continued to feign sleep, opening one eye just enough to see out of. A trio of tomkin soldiers sat idly by her, whispering and looking at her. As she watched, two more soldiers joined them, talked to them for a few seconds, and left.
This wasn't good.
Teagan couldn't hesitate much longer. She could stand and fight or try to make a break for it, but pretending to sleep wouldn't work forever. Teagan, not knowing how many soldiers there were, decided to go with the former option. She'd spring up, throw her torn backpack at the soldiers to buy her some time, and run as fast and as far as she could.
Teagan leapt from her sleeping position, crouched on all fours. The three soldiers shouted, one falling back in surprise. Teagan lobbed her backpack at them and ran, hoping it would delay them for just a bit.
She skidded to a halt, however, as she saw what was ahead of her. An entire legion, armed to the teeth, was in front of her, red battle standards raised high. Groups of four or five tomkins held small crossbow-like devices that shot projectiles large enough to harm her, while others carried javelins that they could hurl en mass like a cloud of stinging barbed needles. For the most part, however, the legion consisted of spearmen, each carrying a small barbed pike meant to shred, tear, and pierce. Teagan recoiled and doubled back, only to see that a smaller legion had amassed itself behind her.
She was between a rock and slightly different rock, so to speak.
The legions both stood unmoving, unwavering, weapons ready. Their discipline was unmatched, with not a single soldier moving out of line. From behind the larger legion, Teagan saw movement. Clad in brilliant armor and wearing a flowing red and gold cape was the tomkin that escaped her grasp earlier. Teagan seethed, and even from a distance, she could see a smug grin form on the tomkin's face. He stared her down for a tense second, now just as stationary as the army under his command.
Then, in a grandiose sweeping gesture, he raised his sword to the air, its small metal tip shining brilliantly in the afternoon sun.
Teagan yelped as a handful of javelins dug into her legs, causing minor pain. She brushed away the tiny projectiles and started sprinting to her left as a handful of quarrels shot by the siege engines hurtled at her previous location. Another barrage of javelins hit her, this time digging into her back. Teagan winced as the tiny darts dug into her flesh, causing trickles of blood to form on the back of her shirt. A detachment of spearmen stood in her way, about 20 strong. She, without even thinking, leapt directly over them, showering them in a spray of kicked up dirt. Another volley of javelins were flung at her, but she spun to the side, causing most of them to miss or bounce away. Teagan retaliated by reaching a quick hand into the nearest group of soldiers, and grabbing a handful of them. Their screams were quickly silenced as Teagan crushed them in her hand, causing blood to spurt from her hands. The pursuing soldiers wavered for a second at this sight, allowing Teagan to hurl the mutliated bodies in her hand at her pursuers, crippling another couple of tomkins. Teagan turned her back and started to run again when she felt a fiery lance of pain arc up her lower back. She cried out in pain, turning to find that one of the quarrels had embedded itself in her back. As Teagan cried out, the tomkin legions cheered, and renewed their assault. As she stopped to pull out the quarrel, Teagan felt a biting pain at her ankle. She looked down to see a tomkin soldier yanking in his spear, which was embedded in her ankle. She snatched up the armor less soldier and in the blink of an eye tossed him in her mouth, swallowing him the moment he hit her tongue.
The leader in the red cape angrily shouted something at his subordinates, who in turn shouted something to the entire army. Teagan fell to one knee as a handful of tomkins stabbed at her heels. She then fell back onto her bottom, feeling more than a few of the tomkins being crushed under her firm butt. She struggled back to her feet, and the tomkins around her hesitated to attack again, seeing what happened to the last group that had been under her. Teagan whirled around and tried her best to do an intimidating roar. The tomkins around her cowered and shrank back, a few of them retreating.
Teagan had the upper hand now.
She reached into the nearest group of soldiers still facing her, and grabbed a pair of young soldiers. She dropped them in between her large breasts and squeezed them together until the pair were crushed into nothingness. She stomped down on another small group, crippling or killing another handful. She laughed maniacally as another group detached from the legion and fled. Teagan grabbed a large handful of unarmored soldiers and crammed them all in her mouth, savoring the cacophony of screams and wails that emanated from within it. She gulped them down, one by one, feeling the terror of all those still in her mouth grow as their number slowly dwindled. As she did this, Teagan also stomped down on another group. One of their spears buried itself in her foot, but she plucked out the spear and tried to ignore the bleeding and pain, as it would ruin her image of fearless invincibility.
Teagan grinned evilly as the rest of the legion fled away, leaving only the rear guard and the one tomkin that had earlier escaped her.
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Firkon was utterly crushed within. A superior army that was clearly winning had fled because of a few casualties and a lack of discipline. He cursed and started to retreat with them when he noticed that the sharp eyes of the giantess were affixed upon him. He growled and stared back as she limped towards him, bloodlust in her eyes. Firkon sprinted past the rear guard as the giantess closed in upon him, and darted directly for the citadel. She was almost upon him when he veered swiftly into a dense patch of reeds, obscuring him from her vision for a few precious moments. He darted out the other side, and realized that he was nearing the citadel. He glanced behind himself, and noticed that the giantess had given up chase, not wanting to risk coming that close to the citadel.
Firkon's fists clenched and unclenched as he tried calming himself, rage boiling within him. He had slain countless of these giants with armies far less well equipped and trained, and he wasn't going to let one get away.
Firkon marched back to the gates of the citadel, accompanied by his rear guard and the stragglers who fled last. Not often had he experienced defeat, but not once had he never exacted a decisive victory in return. Firkon wasn't going to let such a minor setback deter him from slaying this man-eating giantess once and for all.
Giantess World
All is Lost by Enzo
Author's Chapter Notes:
This chapter has nearly everything done before it all packed into one riveting chapter! Well, hopefully riveting. That's really not for me to decide. Either way, this is one of the best chapters I've written so far.
Chapter End Notes:
I feel like this story could go a lot of different ways right now, so feel free to share your hopes for the future in a review!