Chapter One: Justin
The three naked
giants had walked down the beach a good distance so they could talk
with each other undisturbed. They often did this lately. Well, maybe
I should say the two naked giantesses and the one naked giant. I
didn’t like him, how he looked at my wife Samantha, or Sam as I
called her. I wanted to strangle him every time he dropped his eyes
to her bare breasts or stole glances at her ass or vagina.
I suppose I should
count myself fortunate that she was one of the three people that had
become gigantic. It gave me some level of control over what went on
and I knew things before most everyone else. With such a big ship one
would think we would have been found and rescued already, but no one
had come to our aid yet.
Food and water that
washed ashore was running out. People were getting scared and hungry.
A fight had broken out just twenty minutes ago over hoarding. Sam and
Jamie had to physically separate two groups of three men each. One
group of people had discovered the other group of people had a secret
stash of food and tried to redistribute it.
It was a sight to
see Sam and Jamie naked and crawling above us on all fours and
snatching up full grown men with fingers longer than the men were
tall. Sam and I had guessed that she was about a hundred and fifty
feet tall now. Jamie was almost a head taller and Brendon was taller
than Sam, but shorter than Jamie. Both women were well endowed and
their gigantic titties swung freely above the crowd as they separated
us. Yes, I was one of the men trying to redistribute from the
hoarders.
This was what was
being discussed most likely. My shoulder was still sore from where
Jamie had picked me up and dumped me unceremoniously in the sand in
front of her knees along side my allies. You should of seen the look
on Sam’s face when Jamie noticed who I was and said, “Hey
Samantha; I got Justin over here.” However, she was more
understanding when I told her and Jamie what had happened. The other
group of guys were none too pleased that the giant ladies seemed to
be taking my side.
I almost had them
ready to distribute the hoard of food then and there, but Brendon
came walking out of the jungle with a dead boar in each hand. The
ladies stopped and told him what had happened. By this time a large
crowd had gathered and he suggested they talk away from all the
“little ones” as he often called us. Did I mention I don’t like
Brendon?
Before he grew to be
a hundred and sixty foot giant he was the typical twenty year old
frat boy. He was on the trip with a girl named Daisy who was put
together nicely herself. However, she kept going out of her way to
state they were just friends, but I guess she meant friends with
benefits. They were all over each other in the pool and on the deck
before the ship sank.
However, now that
Brendon was the big man on the island they seemed to have cooled a
bit. It could be that it was just physically impossible now or that
there were more important concerns. I hoped that it wasn’t because
he had designs on my wife, but I feared that it was. If not her then
certainly Jamie who was closer to his age at 22.
Jamie had a steady
boyfriend, Jim. He was nice enough, but you could tell he was unsure
about his place anymore. They had only just started being exclusive
the week before the trip he had told me. I could tell he was worried
about the way Brendon looked at Jamie too. We left it unspoken for
now, but we each knew it was on the other’s mind. Just being in the
same boat vis-a-vis our gigantic significant others gave us common
ground.
He walked over to me
now. “What do you think they’re saying?” He asked. I had been
wondering the same thing myself and I liked Jim so I gave him my
theory. “Well, Sam is pointing out to Brendon how much of a dip
shit move it is to hoard food, but Brendon can’t let a woman decide
things and has probably said that we shouldn’t have fought over it.
Jamie is just listening it looks like. Whatever they decide Brendon
will be the one that tells us.” I told him.
Jim laughed and
said, “I bet he makes you all kiss and make up.” I chuckled.
“Probably. I don’t have a problem with that so long as the food
gets shared with everybody.” Brendon was over there talking
feverishly with his arms and hands waving, pointing, and gesturing as
he spoke. Jamie looked to be listening intently. Sam had her arms
crossed under her big tits and was just nodding now. I could tell she
was annoyed and was just waiting for him to shut up.
He finally finished
and they all nodded before turning and walking back over toward us
“little ones”. They were all pleasant to look at. Sam was oldest
at 27. She was shorter and more plush than Jamie, but this is more
because Jamie was too thin, in my opinion, than Sam being too fat.
Jamie was fit, but still some how sported what I guessed would have
once been measured as large D cups. Sam’s F cups were definitely
bigger. In fact, after growing into a giantess her tits were each as
big as a house and Jamie had two smaller houses hanging from her
chest.
Both sets of giant
boobs bounced merrily on the walk back over. Sam’s thick triangle
of copper-brown curls effectively veiled her pussy for the most part.
However, Jamie’s light blond landing strip left little to the
imagination. Clit and inner lips could often be seen peeking out at
everyone. Even Brendon was fit and handsome as guys go I guess. The
muscles in his chest, arms, and abdomen were well defined. His limp
tree sized cock swayed freely as did his car sized testicles.
Hopefully size didn’t matter to Sam or Jamie because if it did Jim
and I were fucked.
When they reached us
it pretty much went down like I had thought. Brendon was in the
middle scowling down at us as Sam and Jamie flanked him and joined in
the stern stare down. Jamie dropped her hands to her hips and Sam
crossed her arms. Brendon spoke and gestured and pointed.
“We are not going
to have people stashing food. OK.” He said with authority. “So,
anyone who has any stashes go get them and dump them here now.
Nothing will be done if you have food and you share it now, but we
better not find anyone stashing after this.” He said menacingly.
“What happens to hoarders after today?” Someone yelled up. He
looked befuddled. It was obvious he hadn’t prepared an answer.
“They’ll answer to us.” He said gesturing to him, Sam, and
Jamie.
A few people dumped
some food in the pile that me and my helpers had liberated. It didn’t
really add much to the grand total. “OK, now we don’t want any
bad blood. So you fighters need to shake hands.” He said. I looked
at my wife and she just nodded as if to say, ‘Oh just do it’. I
was fine with it anyway so I walked over along with my two companions
and we shook the hoarder’s hands. “OK, so we’re going to ration
the remaining food to make it last longer. I’ve killed two pigs.
That should help.” He said.
The others started
to disband. Jim started walking back to where he and Jamie stayed. It
wasn’t far from mine and Sam’s spot. “You coming?” he asked.
“Nah, I’m going to talk with our leaders. Want to come?” I
asked. He looked over at the triangle the giants had formed as they
spoke. I could tell he wanted to, but wasn’t going to. “Nah, see
you tomorrow.” He said and walked back towards his spot.
I walked right up in
the midst of their triangle directly opposite Sam and listened to
Brendon prattle on. “So, we need to walk this island off and see
how big it is. There is wildlife and we’re big enough to catch and
kill it, but we’ll need a lot of it to survive.” To my right was
Jamie’s bus sized foot. I had to look up to her ankle. To my left
it was the same with Brendon’s foot. Sam saw me first and just
started smiling.
Then the other two
looked down at what she was smiling at. “Hello honey.” She said.
“Hi babe.” I yelled up. “Can we help you?” Brendon asked
curtly. “Not right now.” I responded. I could see that he
expected me to leave. I didn’t oblige. Finally, he just continued
talking. “Anyway, like I said if we knew how big this place was
then that could tell us if there’s enough food.” He said. “Why
don’t we build a boat?” I yelled up.
Sam was smiling
again and Jamie and Brendon looked back down at me. He was even more
annoyed than before. “Dude, we’re talking about survival here. A
boat is not going to feed us.” He said emphatically. “A few pigs
aren’t going to feed us. There’s almost 400 hundred of us and
three of us can eat a pig in one bite. Rescue is our best chance.”
I replied.
“Do you believe
this?” He said to the women gesturing down at me. “Samantha
please talk some sense into him.” He said to her. “Why? I think
he’s right. After all rescue is the end goal.” She said. “Look
little dude, if you want to build a boat go right ahead, but we’re
going to find some food and water sources. Lets walk back over
there.” Brendon suggested and started walking. Jamie followed but
Sam stayed behind.
“You coming?” He
asked after noticing Sam hanging back. “Nah, you all go ahead. I’m
done for the day.” She said. It was dusk. “Whatever.” Brendon
said and continued walking down the beach with Jamie in tow. When
they were safely out of ear shot Sam knelt down. Her tits bounced
beautifully as her knees plowed into the sand creating a small dune
in front of me.
“Why do you pester
him so much?” She asked. “Its easy and he’s douche.” I
replied. “He can just step on you, you know.” She said. It wasn’t
a lie. He probably even wanted to. “Then he’d have a pissed off
giantess to deal with.” I answered. “That he would. Come on lets
go lay down.” She said as her open hand plopped down in front of
me. I knew what that meant and so I eagerly climbed aboard.