I stood at
the base of the monolith where the tangled woods met the rising edifice. In
front of me was a wall of flesh, soft skin wrapped around a tower hard as
diamond. I couldn't see around the edges to either side nor did I have any
chance of seeing the top. The mass was large enough to live in; I and several
people my size could form a whole community in there, though I personally
preferred my spot just outside. So did the rest of us, I presumed.
Directly
above me, a woman grinded against our revered pillar, her slender legs
stretching up on either side of me. She stood around a third of the pillar’s
height, her arms unable to reach fully around the circumference. But that
didn't keep her hips from bucking against the throbbing tree trunk. Every
couple seconds, I felt more of her arousal drip onto my head, her tangy aroma
mixing with the ambient odor of the giant I stood on.
On the
other side of the monument stood another woman, this one nearly as tall as the
idol of our adoration. She nibbled on the edge of the cap as she squeezed the
mighty shaft between her thighs, her greater power doing more to manipulate the
stalwart tower than either I or the other woman could.
Finally,
there was another man at the very top. The shortest of us all, his body
stretched the length of the giant's slit which he licked dutifully from atop
the flesh tower. He buried his face into the manhole, worshiping the rim as he
contemplated the consequences of performing a full dive inside.
On second
thought, “finally” is a touch inaccurate. I forgot there was another man lost
in the woods behind me. He got himself tangled in the wiry bush and never
reached the monolith. Fruitless as it was, he still struggled within the viney
grip of the hairs entangling him, desperate to join us in our revelry.
The woman
above me continued gyrating. Her groans joined the others’ chorus, each of us
putting our all, as little as that was, into worshiping our idol. My job was
simple: I massaged the base of the shaft, digging my finger into what meager
amounts of skin I could grasp. I'm unsure how much of my contribution the giant
felt, but I devoted myself to my efforts nonetheless. We had to get the giant
ready, prepare him for the imminent jubilee.
A shadow
cast over the monolith, enveloping us all in darkness. Where light once shown,
a titanic face consumed the sky. The giant's lover peered down at us, amused by
our display. Her plush lips parted, dropping a stream of saliva onto the
monument's tip which threatened to drown the man at the top. Still, he labored
away, unphased by any obstacle that may stand in his path or drip from above.
A low pitch
giggle echoed down from the heavens, overpowering the moans of my fellows. The
giantess descended, her mouth accepting the tower we built-up for her. First,
the man on top found all his light vanish, the gurgling sounds emitting from
within the giantess’ mouth his only company. Then, her cheeks blanketed the
women on either side of the monolith, dowsing their backsides in spit as she
pinned them to the pillar. And finally, there was me, sandwiched into the
giant's groin by the endless vermillion as the giantess deep throated her
lover's gift.
The
pressure was incredible, surrounded on all sides by the affection our gods so
graciously shared. As quickly as her mouth plummeted onto me, it rose, building
tension as it dragged across the tower and the women straddled to either side.
I remained stuck to the corner of the giantess' lips, friction having a greater
effect on my miniscule frame than gravity. I rose and fell to the giantess’
rhythm, peeling off her supple skin with every thrust until I plummeted back
onto the base of the shaft. The ground beneath me shook as the giant bucked,
tugged by his lover's indomitable force.
The two
women had become sodden in the giantess’ saliva, the viscous concoction melding
with their arousal. The man on the top, his mind adrift in the sea of
debauchery, delved into the slit, tucking himself away in the giant's infinite
warmth. The tower's forbidden tunnel was just wide enough to worm through, the
tight embrace comforting his paltry existence.
The
giantess continued stroking, the smacking of her lips ringing in my ears. The
giant's bucking only further intensified, his incessant throbbing signaling the
beginning of the end. The man inside could not see anything trapped within two
people, but he felt the precum crash against him, preventing him from delving
any further. He struggled against the current, maintaining his position as best
he could, but it was all for naught.
The
giantess came down once more, gorging on the full length of her lover's meat
and catching me again on the vermillion honey trap. That was all it took for
the giant to reach climax, releasing a tidal wave of cum from the tower of
flesh. The man inside stood no chance against the onslaught of ejaculate,
rocketing up out of his hole and into the giantess’ mouth. She milked her lover
for all he was worth, coating the smaller women in his juices. Once she had
eked out the last drop, she pulled back and opened wide for her lover to
see.
Plastered
to the corner of her upper lip, I had a perfect view of the white lake pouring
over the edge of its basin, cascading onto the women below. The man once on top
floated somewhere in that sticky sea, his toes unable to reach the bed of
tastebuds. The giant watched from afar, his visage a distant mountain from my
spot on his lover's lip. Could he see even a ripple from the man struggling in
his semen?
The
giantess closed her mouth and swallowed. The loud gulp sent waves through my
spine as the man once on top descended into a pit from which there was no
return. Unaware of my presence, the giantess looked down at the women
straddling her lover's manhood and plucked the smaller from the throbbing
branch. She opened her mouth again and lapped up the cum covering her entire
figure. The tiny woman, utterly raptured, groaned wearily as tastebuds dragged
across her body, massaging her crotch, abs, and breasts. Tears streamed from
the little lady's eyes, overcome with euphoric bliss. Once she had licked her
clean, the giantess tossed her into her maw and swallowed her whole. I could
feel the faint struggling emanating from the esophagus as the giantess’ lips curled
upward in a satisfied grin, bringing me up with them.
“You've got
a little something on your mouth there,” the giant said, pointing at me. His
lover stretched her tongue around the corner of her lip and scraped me off,
scooping me inside. I laid on her tongue for but a moment, basking in the
humidity and the pungent scent of her man's cum before a torrent of saliva
pulled me towards her throat. I sneaked one last glimpse of the outside world
from between her closing lips, the distant giant's handsome smile my parting
gift.
A single
gulp was all it took, and I was free falling, too small to put up any
resistance against the constricting walls of the esophagus. In mere moments, I
would join the others and become a calorie for my lady. However, upon finally
reaching the cavernous stomach, I did not fall into a pool of acid as I
expected, but in the palm of another's hand.
“Not yet,”
the woman who once stood over me said. She sat within the gastric pool, burning
away from the waist down. Her skin was covered in splotches as she slowly
digested, but her grip was tight and her will unbroken. “Our lady won't mind if
we enjoy one last bout of intimacy inside her.” I looked down into the pool and
saw the skeletal remains of the man on top, the giantess’ stomach acids too
much for him, or me, to handle for very long.
I shot my
partner a consenting nod and submitted myself to her desires. She opened her
mouth and attacked my crotch with her tongue, threatening to tear off my
manhood between her voracious lips. I'm sure she wished to insert me into
another orifice, but by this point, she had lost feeling below the waist, her
conviction numbing the searing agony.
Her tongue
tugged at my member with unrelenting force. She needed me to release quickly,
before she expired, and thus showed me no mercy as stroked and pulled. In my
own weariness and out of gratitude, I put up little fight, cumming what little
I could into her mouth.
She swallowed and smiled at me, acknowledging that there was
one more offering I wished to give her. She opened her mouth and lowered me
feet first inside. Her tastebuds rubbed across by back as I slid down into her
throat, sinking through in a single gulp. This time, the esophagus struggled to
pull me under, so much so that I wasn't sure my destination would still be
intact upon my arrival. The walls tightened around me, dragging me under in
steady pulses. Her heightened heartbeat banged in my ears, the vibrations
trembling through to my core.
After a
long drop, I finally felt the searing pain destined for me. The woman's stomach
was much smaller than the one I briefly knew prior, and her gastric acid had nowhere
near the strength of our lady's, but I took solace in serving as sustenance for
not one but two greater beings. I had fulfilled my duty, and my life was at its
twilight, so I reclined against the stomach’s sinewy inner lining and breathed
in the oppressive sulfuric odor. I wondered which woman would deal the final
blow, if my partner could convert me into energy before she succumbed to our
lady, but it ultimately didn't matter. Together in our willful prisons, we
accepted our fate and departed this world as one.