The Queen would have some surprise on her side as she rapidly approached Verda. Namely, Verda had never actually seen a frost giant before. What’s more, she wouldn’t have expected to see one, if ever, outside of a blizzard. On a mountain. The current conditions were anything but. Still, she was giant in size, relative to most, her skin was blue, and her hair was white. Verda felt comfortable making that educated guess based on what little was known about them. What was most pressing, however, was the fact that she was charging toward Verda, and she figured it wasn’t because the giant was eager to show off her axe for her.

In truth, Verda had no idea why a frost giant would be charging at her with murderous intent. Nor did it matter, to her. The life of a dragon meant being constantly hunted. So, Verda, like most dragons, was used to it. She was even bored by it. Although she’d never been challenged by someone that matched her height. That was interesting. Still, Verda felt no threat charging her way. Unlike a human, she wouldn’t be able to just ignore a frost giant, however. The verdant dragon thus rose to her full stature, brushing the gore and lumber that littered her thighs and butt.

Verda crossed her arms under her heavy breasts. She looked more like an observer, rather than someone about to be attacked. Dragons were, after all, arrogant by nature. Being gigantic, powerful, and legendary would do that to a species. Verda couldn’t help but be surprised when suddenly the decidedly female frost giant leaped into the air.

“Well that’s unexpected,” she remarked to herself, moving her hands from under her chest to rest on her hips. Then another surprise came when the battle axe was thrust forward but did not leave her blue hands. Instead, the bladed head of the axe shot forward toward Verda. Were she just a degree more arrogant, she may have left herself completely defenseless and the axe would have hit. As it was, she tilted her body away from its path just in time.

“And that’s very unexpected,” Verda added. Her eyes ran from the axe that had cleaved into the ground and up along the ethereal blue chain that connected the blade to the hilt. Engrossed by the curious sight, Verda’s guard was down just enough for the Queen to make good on her attack.

A good warrior always plans two steps ahead, and the Queen was a great warrior. Pulling the icy blue chain taunt, the Queen yanked herself forward. Black-purple greaves pressed together as she straightened out her legs. Just as Verda realized there was something more pressing than the weapon’s chain, the Queen landed a double-footed kick directly against the dragon’s chest.

Verda was knocked back, but not out. She had enough dexterity to at least keep herself from being knocked on her ass. While recovering as quickly as she could, hoping to catch her breath before any more dire attacks were made, she saw the giant grab the chain and pull hard, freeing the blade from the ground. The magical links quickly disappeared back into the hilt and the battle axe was whole again. More importantly, the battle axe was being swung. This time, Verda would be ready.

The blue giantess acted quickly. Too quickly. She hadn’t properly figured the distance between her and the dragon. When she swung her axe toward her, the dragon was able to protect herself by merely holding up her forearms; holding them vertically together like a set of doors. The metal scraped against the scales. But it was no ordinary metal. It was Everice.

Displaying the well-known dragon arrogance, Verda peeked around her arms to smirk smugly at her attacker. Then she felt liquid. Warm, running slowly but steadily down her arms. A quick inspection confirmed that while the axe had hit, it wasn’t deflected by her scales. Verda’s arms were only saved by virtue of the Queen acting too brashly. Verda had never bled before, but she knew immediately what it was. Further evidence was the sight of her blood cleanly streaked across the cyan colored blades of the offending weapon.

The Queen was only able to make a single step forward before she was knocked back. With a mighty stroke of her wings, the dragon let out a powerful gust that pushed not only the Queen back, but also herself. The Queen’s feet slid against the ground, digging into the dirt. So did Verda’s, however she was more destructive, albeit unintentionally. Her bare foot slammed into a civilian, rolling over him almost instantly and leaving nothing by a smear. When her heel came down, it came down right on top of a paralyzed-with-fear fisherman. The only noise he had time to let out was the CRUNCH he made when Verda stepped on him.

“You’re unlike any of the frost giants I’ve read about,” Verda admitted. Her scrutinizing gaze ran up from the Queen’s greaves, along the exposed flesh of her sky-blue thighs, over the scaly kilt, past her cute belly button, lingered on her breasts – heaving with every heavy breath - and finally stopped on her face. She looks cute when she’s angry.

“For example, you’re quite beautiful,” she couldn’t help but flirt. She’d only seen artists’ interpretations of giants in her texts, and they were never as flattering as the Queen was. “And you seem somewhat intelligent. Somewhat.” The flirtation had been involuntary, so she recovered her sense of superiority by insulting the Queen. Though only a little.

“Funny,” the Queen smirked, calming her focused rage for a bit of banter, “you’re exactly like the dragons I’ve read about. Arrogant, and close to extinction.” She could have met her flirtations with her own attraction to the dragon’s voluptuous form, but she refused to show weakness. Though the distance between them was greater, the Queen still insisted on charging toward the dragon. She still had no idea if Verda knew magic or not, but she did know that the best way to defeat a magic user was to close the distance. Sometimes.

Verda was ready for her, however. Having regained some of that dragon smugness, she let the giantess get just close enough. When she was, Verda expertly used her tail to sweep the Queen off her feet, forcing her to fall backwards.

The Queen fell back, landing on her ass. Beneath it was the crushed remains of a merchant who had tried to flee during the commotion. As the shadow loomed overhead, the last thing he saw was his queen’s royal backside come crashing down. He had dreamed of meeting the Queen one day. The stories of her beauty and allure were known to everyone. All that remained of him was the crushed remains underneath her beautiful and alluring ass.

She was given no time to recover. As soon as she reached for her dropped axe, Verda snatched it up with her tail and flung it away. As soon as she moved to lunge at her, Verda knocked her back with her foot. The Queen lay back on the dirt, pinned there by Verda’s foot as the dragon stood over her. As before, Verda confidently crossed her arms under her tits, pushing them up in an unconscious insult to the Queen’s slightly smaller pair.

“If you’ve read about dragons, then you know that if you hope to defeat one, you better make the first blow the killing blow.” Verda leaned in, baring her stark white teeth behind her smiling green lips. “Because you won’t get a second.” Neither woman was interested in arguing that the Queen had delivered more than one attack, just none were successful. The point remained, however. The Queen had missed her opportunity to slay the dragon, and now the dragon had the upper hand.

“I did read that,” the blue giantess admitted. “I also read that the tail is where dragons are most sensitive!” Suddenly, the Queen thrusted her hips up and quickly wrapped her legs around Verda’s tail, near the base. In the sudden movement, and the unexpected stimulation that came after, Verda failed to defend herself. The Queen twisted her own body and knocked Verda off her feet.

Verda landed perpendicular to the Queen. While the frost giant had fallen backwards, Verda fell face first. This fact was most important to the butcher who had just woken up after being knocked unconscious from the destruction. The largest pair of breasts he’d ever seen came hurtling toward him. Though they were beautifully shaped, and deliciously abundant, he was more concerned about them crushing him. Unable to scramble away in time, Verda’s chest landed directly on top of him.

Though the weight was incredible, and some bones were broken, the softness of Verda’s tits spared the butcher’s life. However, when the Queen suddenly pressed her knee onto Verda’s back, the added pressure crushed the man under the right breast. The Queen didn’t want to waste any seconds going for her axe. She was perfectly fine with killing the dragon with her bare hands, if need be. Those same hands gripped either of Verda’s wings at the base and prepared to yank them clean off.

The dragon couldn’t let that happen. With a quick incantation and tracing of patterns in the air with her finger, Verda proved to the Queen that she did in fact know magic. It was a simple spell – it had to be given her time constraints – but it would get the job done. When she felt the Queen’s hands leave her wings, she knew it had worked.

Verda stood, knocking the Queen off her back as she did. More house and human remains were brushed off her body, particularly the splotch of blood on her tit. When she turned, she saw that while the Queen had risen back onto her knees, she remained bound. The spell had pinned her arms to her sides with translucent purple rings. Verda cursed herself for her combative performance so far. She was rusty.

The Queen also cursed herself for being rusty. The dragon was still alive.

“Oh, don’t bother, they’re magic,” Verda advised, seeing the giantess trying to break free of the mystical restraints. “You can’t brute force your way out of them.” Despite her advice, the Queen didn’t stop trying. Verda rolled her green eyes, but figured the giantess was free to make all the stupid mistakes she wanted. Hadn’t stopped her so far.

“I have to ask: what are you doing so far from home?” Verda had been wondering many things about the frost giant since she arrived. Now that she had forced her to stop attacking, she felt comfortable in taking the time to ask.

“I could ask you the same thing,” the Queen spat between grunts.

“Yes,” Verda conceded, “but you’re the one who’s all tied up.” The dragon’s foot raised and planted itself on the Queen’s shoulder, humiliating her. The tantalizing sight of her exposed crotch in the giantess’s face was a bonus. “So, I think you should be the one to answer.”

“I’m here because you have been eating my subjects.” The Queen wasn’t interested in answering questions for any reason other than to keep the dragon talking.

“Subjects?” The concept confused Verda. Not the idea of subjects in general, but the idea of a giantess having subjects. She wasn’t aware the race even had a concept of governing bodies outside of tribal leadership. What’s more, she couldn’t recall eating any giants, at any point. The one thing I’ve been eating is…” Wait? Do you mean your subjects are these…humans?”

While keeping her eyes on the frost giant, the tip of Verda’s tail wrapped itself around a cowering woman. The screaming woman was lifted, settling between Verda’s and the Queen’s sight. Though the giantess gave her no verbal confirmation, Verda had all the proof she needed. The increased struggling and furrowed brow upon seeing the human at the dragon’s mercy confirmed it.

“A giantess? Lording over humans?” She didn’t know whether to be amused or shocked. Unable to decide, she opted to ignore both and shrugged. “In that case, my compliments.” Verda gave a curt, mocking bow. “These humans are the most delicious humans I’ve had in…ever!” For a moment, Verda thought it might be too cruel to consume the supposed citizen of the giantess’s in front of her. However, she wasn’t lying when she said they were the most delicious humans she’d ever had. And she did cut my arms, Verda reasoned.

The human woman struggled helplessly in the binding of the tail. She screamed for aid from her queen, despite the fact that she too was bound against her will. Gradually she was being brought toward the salivating dragon’s mouth. She always though a dragon’s mouth would be filled with rows and rows of fangs behind a lipless snarl, parting to let out a snaked tongue and breath so hot it could melt steel. That’s not what she saw at all.

Verda’s mouth, she couldn’t help but think, reminded her of the mouth of her girlfriend. Two plump lips, looking so soft she could sleep on them. Two rows, just like a human, of immaculate white teeth. Her tongue was pink and soft looking, albeit covered in saliva. Saliva that connected the roof to the tongue with thinning strands. However, where her girlfriend’s mouth had brought her years of pleasure, the dragon’s maw would undoubtedly bring her final moments of terror.

To the predator’s and prey’s surprise, a startling noise erupted. It sounded like lightning ‘snapping.’ The Queen had broken the magical bindings. The azure giantess took advantage of Verda’s stunned expression and stood upright. One hand closed around the human, and the other closed into a fist before it was delivered straight to Verda’s shocked face.

“Impossible…” The dragon sat up, staring at the increasingly bewildering frost giant. She didn’t even bother to wipe the blood from her nose. “What are you?”

“A queen,” she was all to happy to answer. The human in her open palm had been saved and began kissing her queen’s hand over and over, thanking her for the salvation. “And these…” the Queen took an unexpected pause. In the middle of her sentence, she flung the human into her mouth. She barely had time to scream before the thick blue lips closed behind her and she was swallowed. “…Are my humans.”

Verda was certainly confused. It was a foreign feeling for an ancient and learned creature like a magic-wielding dragon. Confusion gave way to terror when the Queen picked up her axe and raised it above her head. There was no way she could deflect that attack, so Verda opted for another defense.

“Wait, wait, wait! Please, don’t kill me!” It was a plea both women had heard many times before. It had never worked on either of them in the past. However, the Queen believed the situation was unique enough to merit mercy, if only temporarily. Verda had taken from her a great deal of her subjects. Their fight had destroyed much of the fishing village. However, Verda had also given her something as well. A fight. One that lasted more than a few moments, and one that wasn’t one-sided. It was enough to earn Verda a moment of consideration.

“Please…please…” Verda’s breath was rapid, her heart racing. The life of a dragon was one filled with challengers, but rarely was it one filled with fear. She would have figured it would take another dragon, or even a powerful demon, to best her. Yet now there was a frost giant standing over her and waiting impatiently. “I’m sorry I ate your huma- you’re subjects. It was…presumptuous of me to think they wouldn’t be under the protection of a…frost giant…” The sarcasm was quickly stowed when Verda saw it wasn’t making matters better for her.

“It’s just…I’ve been cooped up in a cave for hundreds of years. My food source had become stale, unlively, and dull. I had to see what else the world had to offer me, which is what brought me here.”

The Queen could relate; though she wouldn’t say so. Hoping she wouldn’t regret it later, and hoping for a second round should the need arise, the Queen relaxed her stance. The axe was lowered to rest against her shoulder while the other hand was offered to Verda.

“Really?” Verda pressed her luck. Taking her hand, and careful not to scratch her with her claws, Verda rose back onto her feet.

“Yes,” the Queen confirmed. “It’d be a crime to slay a dragon, with so few of you left. And you seem to be of a…” she paused to run her blue eyes up and down the dragon’s beautiful form, “…good quality.” She enjoyed the sight of the dragon, but she couldn’t let her gaze linger, nor could she let the dragon stay. “Now go. Leave my kingdom.”

With her very clear order delivered, the Queen turned toward looking for survivors. Rubble and debris were gently pushed aside as she hoped to find the few remaining humans alive. As those in hiding saw their queen rescuing those left over, they started to come out. One by one the humans were gently picked up and placed snugly into the blue cleavage. Her armor afforded no pockets, after all; and she enjoyed the sensation of having the humans squirming between her tits. During the search, the Queen turned and saw Verda still standing where she’d left her.

“What are you still doing here? I told you to leave,” the Queen clearly repeated her already clear order. She secretly hoped for another tussle with the creature, but not so soon.

“I…can’t,” Verda admitted, knowing what kind of reaction it may stir out of the giantess.

“And why not?” She was intrigued. Even so, she tightened her grip on her axe, reminding both women of the alternative option left on the table.

“Like I said, these humans are amazing,” Verda explained, trying not to completely gush. “I don’t know what you’re feeding them, or how you’re breeding them, but it’s working splendidly. There might be tastier humans out there…but I doubt it. I can’t just leave all this behind.” For Verda, it was like she had found a drug. The very notion of giving it up was met with intense resistance, even in the face of her demise. She tensed up as the Queen approached.

“Well you can’t stay here,” the Queen rejected. “There is a balance here.” Being the ruler and devourer of a group of people was hard. She had to ensure that there was a balance between how many she used, in one way or another, and the birth rate. Overpopulation would have an easy, and delicious, solution. Overeating was far harder to solve. “I can’t let a gullet-stuffing dragon start tipping the scales with her appetite.” To illustrate her point, the Queen tapped the back of her hand gently against Verda’s paunch.

Verda blushed. Holding her stomach, trying to hide the small bump where there used to be a flat expanse, she explained, “This is not usual for me. I was just…indulging.” The Queen’s face made it clear she still wasn’t convinced Verda wouldn’t be a problem. “But I understand your point.” Verda then had a stroke of a genius – common for a dragon, as most dragons say. “So, how about I bring more humans in?”

The Queen couldn’t help but be intrigued. Once more, she stayed her cold judgment while she heard the dragon explain herself.

“I passed many villages and kingdoms on my way here. I could bring you humans to replace any I eat. I would get to enjoy the delicious flavor of your subjects, and you would get to sample the flavors from beyond your kingdom. As mouth-watering as your subjects are, I’m sure you’re curious of the tastes outside your kingdom.” Verda had not only found a way to make her presence a non-issue, but also turned it into a benefit to the Queen.

As appealing as the offer was, the Queen still had reservations. “And how do I know you’re telling the truth?” She watched as Verda reached into the satchel that hung by her hip. I was wondering what was in there. There were a great many things, but the most relevant item was a tiny, squirming, human.

Blue and green eyes peered down at the (relatively) tiny creature being pinched between Verda’s clawed fingers. His skin color and clothes were entirely different from anyone in the Queen’s kingdom. The language he spoke was certainly not native to her kingdom, either; though she could safely guess what he was screaming.

“I took some with me, other than those in my belly, in case I went a long time without seeing another kingdom. Snacks for the journey,” Verda explained with a smirk. With the giantess clearly intrigued, Verda stepped forward slowly, but confidently. The human was held up for the Queen to inspect more closely. Specifically, so she could take in his scent. She does not look displeased, Verda happily thought. “So, do we have a deal?”

The Queen knew what should come next, though her subjects, bewildered by the turn of events, didn’t. Before she answered, she reached into her snug cleft between her breasts and pulled out a random, rescued, human. The one between the blue fingers did not squirm as much as the one between the green claws. That would change.

“Tentatively,” the Queen answered, “but yes. We have a deal.”

Verda would take it.

Without another word, the two monstrous women conducted a traditional exchanging of gifts. Verda offered her human to the Queen, who in turn offered hers to Verda. Neither were dropped in their hands, however. Instead, they both held up the fidgeting humans in front of the other’s mouth. With a growing synchronicity, they both opened their salivating mouths. Both tongues received a human. Though the foreigner’s screaming was unintelligible, the Queen’s subject’s words were loud and clear.

“My Queen? My Queen please! Don’t do this! Don’t feed me to this monster!” To be consumed by the Queen was an honorable experience, though none liked to admit the terror that came with it – none other than the ones who ended up in the mouth. To be consumed by another, however? The woman wasn’t sure what to make of it, but she knew it likely wasn’t the honorable death she’d have in her queen’s stomach. She felt a true sense of betrayal as she was given away by her beloved queen to the monster who had, just hours before, eaten her entire family.

Verda’s gift was also having a bad day.

Together Verda and the Queen closed their mouths and began to savor. Verda had sampled the humans of the land already, so it was not a new flavor. However, she didn’t enjoy it any less for that. The Queen, meanwhile, was experiencing an entirely new flavor – one she quite enjoyed. His thrashing, too, was different. More violent and persistent. His people were clearly not used to being consumed.

The shared satisfied moans of the giant women caused their eyes to flutter open. In that moment, it truly dawned on them that it was the first time either had seen someone else of their size in centuries. The fact that they both found the other to be extremely attractive made that fact twice as enjoyable. Neither were going to let the opportunity slip away.

While still sucking on their gifted humans, Verda and the Queen closed what little distance was between them. As soon as their breasts pressed against each other, their luscious mouths opened and accepted one another. The unwilling humans on the willing tongues saw the other approaching fast as the two giantesses merged their lips in a heated kiss.

Within the mouths it was a flurry of activity. Tongues which had not caressed another’s in far too many years made up for lost time. The muscles tasted and wrestled one another within the combined caves filled with shamelessly loud moans. Back and forth the humans were traded. Sometimes they knocked into one another, other times they were simply dragged across roofs and slid against teeth. No matter the situation, they were blind to it all and hated it all.

Outside the mouths, things were slightly less fervent, but no less passionate. Both women appreciated the body of the other, for their beauty and sexuality. However, they also moved as if the moment might be gone soon. As if it were a dream or temporary miracle – fit to be stripped away at a moment’s notice. So, they decided to make the most of it.

The Queen’s arms wrapped around Verda. She shivered at the sensation of her smooth but layered scales against her bare skin. Hands dipped south, passing the wings in favor of Verda’s humanoid feature, her ass, and her draconic feature, her tail. One hand massaged one of the cheeks, appreciating how plump the posterior was. The other cupped underneath the tail, near the base, and stroked – gently. Though the touch was soft and tickling, the sensation was intense for Verda. She melted into the frosty giantess.

Verda was also sure to appreciate her ally’s body. Claws could make it difficult to handle things delicately, but Verda had had more than enough time to learn how much pressure to apply and when. For example, when she dragged her claws across the Queen’s exposed back, near the base of her neck, Verda was careful to not apply enough pressure to puncture, while also applying enough to remind the Queen that she could. Given her increased moaning during the markless scrapes, Verda was confident the frost giant enjoyed it.

Like the Queen, Verda would send her hands on different missions. One took an innocent route. It combed into the Queen’s thick, white, hair. Lost in the threads, Verda’s hand cupped behind the head and kept her pinned to her mouth. The other hand took a naughty route. Since the blue woman first arrived, Verda had wanted to squeeze her blue breasts that were so eager to bust out of her tight, scaled, corset. She was still unable to accomplish that. The armor was too snug and wouldn’t allow Verda to cup her tit the way she wanted. So, instead, she tucked her claws in between the corset and the breast, taking in the sensation of her skin against her scales.

The “rescued” civilians were in no less danger than the humans being sucked on like candy. Trapped between the Queen’s breasts, the humans would have been fine, normally. However, because Verda was pressing herself up against the Queen, and the Queen returned in kind, the cleavage was becoming tighter and tighter.

“What is she doing?” one subject asked. “She was supposed to slay the dragon!”

“Why? Why would she do this after rescuing us?” Another wondered.

“My Queen, please! We can’t breathe!” A third struggled to say.

None of their words could be heard over the constant chorus of wet smacks and lips, along with the breathy, heated, moans. Not that they would be heeded if they were heard. The Queen made it her duty to protect her citizens. However, her pleasure always came first, even at the expense of their lives.

Suddenly, the Queen gripped Verda’s tail and squeezed lovingly. Verda, overcome with pleasure, pressed herself up against the Queen even more. In addition, she pressed on the Queen’s back, pulling her into an even tighter embrace. That was the last bit of pressure needed to squeeze the two giant blue globes together and crush the no-longer-rescued humans; one by one, with a series of pops and crunches.

No longer able to resist swallowing, the two women made sure there was just one human in each mouth and stopped the kiss. They stared at each other with hungry eyes and satisfied smiles. Verda swished her human in her mouth, to orient her snack properly, and then pushed her snack forward, revealing which human she had through puckered lips. They had chosen correctly in the last moments of the kiss – the human gifted to Verda was indeed the one squirming between her juicy green lips.

Seeing this, the Queen mimicked the gesture. Her human was harder to keep still; he struggled intensely between her luscious blue lips even after all that had transpired. The two victims looked at each other, and then the giant woman across from them. The man saw the terrible beast that had laid waste to his village and stolen him and others away. The woman saw her beloved queen, beloved no longer, who betrayed her and fed her to a terrifying dragon. Then there was darkness. Both humans were slurped back into the humid mouths. Without any more time given to savoring and tasting, they bucked their tongues and sent their gifts to their throats, where they were promptly swallowed. The women delighted in seeing their gift form a sliding lump in the other’s throat.

For a few moments, they just stared at each other, drinking in the situation that had developed beautifully. Verda took it upon herself to break the silence.

“Now that we’ve exchanged the Tokens of Sincerity,” she said, giving the act its formal name, despite their informal enacting of it, “how about we return to your…castle, I assume, and consummate the finalization of our mutually beneficial arrangement.” A very fancy way of saying what she wanted, but she figured it was appropriate given she was speaking to an apparent queen.

“Oh?” the Queen reacted, playing dumb. “I was thinking we would go back to my chambers and we fuck each other until we pass out.” She was a queen, certainly, but she made her own rules and spoke her own way. A way that Verda seemed to like.

Verda’s eyes flicked downward, as they had a habit of doing in presence of the busty giantess and noticed the added red coloring to her chest.

“Oh…” Verda said, not with grief for the loss of life, but with the disappointment from the loss of playthings and food. “Looks like we crushed your subjects.”

The Queen peered down to confirm. The reaction she returned with was a mere shrug.

“There’s more where they came from,” the Queen said with a wicked smirk that was soon mimicked by Verda.