Eren’s dreams that afternoon were wrought with the events of the previous night. He could still hear the cackling of his would-be murderers, in a nightmare where nobody came to his rescue. 

He was drowning in a repulsive whirlpool, the abyss of the sewers reaching ever closer. Unbeknownst to him, Eren was thrashing about in his temporary bed. Just as he was about to drown he awoke with a gasp, and frantically looked around in confusion. 

The torrent of water was gone, as was the dark toilet bowl. Instead he was safe and dry, other than his own sweat which clung to him like a glove. Above him he realized that Tae was looking over him in deep concern. 

“Nightmare?” She asked. Eren wiped the sweat from his brow as his heart rate returned to normal. He knew it was just a dream but struggled to flush the adrenaline out of his system, and nodded solemnly in response.

Gently she slipped her fingers beneath his makeshift sleeping bag. He squirmed but she shushed him into submission, carefully pressing him against her chest in a sort of hug. At first he kept fighting, but her persistence paid off as he found his heart rate returning to normal. Her gargantuan hands were both terrifying, while also soft and comforting. Dexterously she wielded him, allowing Eren to feel the pulsing of her immense heart. In an ocean of softness balanced by the calming scent of her perfume Eren let out a deep sigh and went slack against her nurturing bosom. 

Eren melted into the folds of her bathrobe as she slipped it on over her chest, enjoying the body warmth provided by Tae’s chest and the lovely fabric of the robe. Slowly he felt his vision darken, as sleep pulled him in once again. But this time he felt safe knowing this goddess was protecting him. 

When she heard his little snores she tied her robe to keep him sealed in. He needed the rest, she decided.

After she was confident Eren was fast asleep, Tae turned her attention to the tickling sensation underneath her right foot. Her smile became a deadly scowl as she regarded Mikayla, who she kept underneath the thick covers of the bed at her feet. 

Mikayla, who for the past hour while Tae was home had been the giantess’s stress ball. Her toes scrunched and flexed around her, each in an attempt to crush and grab at different parts of her feeble body.

Resistance was futile she had long come to realize. Just one of the digits held more power than her entire body could hope to muster. Expertly, Tae maneuvered Mikayla’s head in between her big and second toe on her right foot. She brought her outside of the covers for a few moments, blinding the bartender from the sudden exposure to light. 

Tae wanted her to see them. To see Eren, the speck Mikayla had shown apathy towards, safe and sound while she suffered as punishment. She squeezed her toes around the bartenders throat to prevent her from squealing, which might awaken the speck. Mikayla gulped as she was lowered back down onto the sheet. 

With the utmost care to keep Eren asleep safely against the warmth of her breasts, Tae rose from the bed and seized Mikayla in her free hand. Briskly she walked into the bathroom. 

“N-No… please don’t-,” Mikayla stammered as she saw where Tae was headed. 

With a small splash Mikayla landed in the toilet. She gasped for air and swam desperately back up to the surface, looking up out of the bowl into the sneering face of Tae. She stroked Eren’s back, to ensure he wouldn’t wake up any time soon. Tae enjoyed every second of Mikayla splashing around like a fish in an attempt to scale the smooth surface of the toilet bowl. 

Darkness filled the basin as Tae turned around to take a seat on the toilet. Carefully she parted her robe and leaned back, eager to relieve herself. The last thing Mikayla saw before she was enveloped in murkiness was Tae’s firm glutes looming above like the moon, and of course, her neatly trimmed womanhood which was visible for a split second until Mikayla was blinded.

Meekly, Mikayla splashed around in the toilet water lost in the pitch black. It was impossible to see her own hand, let alone her surroundings in the dark basin. Then, she was struck by a hot stream of familiar smelling liquid which forced her beneath the water’s surface.

With a satisfied sigh, Tae relieved herself of a long night’s worth of margaritas and tequila. She had been saving it up just for this upon waking up, despite the slight discomfort of holding so much in. 

The golden stream that doused Mikayla came with the force of an industrial hose, and knocked Mikayla senseless on first impact. Briefly she lost consciousness before instinct cruelly ripped her back into the reality of her hellish predicament, swimming in an ocean of piss. Despite her best efforts to keep it out, what felt like liters of the stuff found its way into Mikayla’s nose, eyes, and mouth as she tried desperately to swim away from the epicenter. 

After what felt like hours, the last few drops of urine shook free. Mikayla breathed a sigh of relief as light crept into her prison. She had served Tae many drinks, but fortunately she did not recall her ordering anything to eat, so hopefully nothing more solid was on its way next.

Instead, Tae wiped herself clean, and turned her attention back to Mikayla, forced to marinate in her pee. She reached for the toilet handle, and ever so slightly pushed it down.

Mikayla shrieked as water began to fill the basin. Cruelly Tae continued the little game for a few more minutes, frightening the hapless girl repeatedly until she was a sniveling, sobbing mess softly asking for Tae to just do it already. With each slight push of the lever Mikayla was thrashed around to the point of exhaustion.

With a teasing wave goodbye, Tae pushed the handle all the way. With a watery hiss the toilet activated and water filled the basin, forming a whirlpool which sucked Mikayla beneath the water. Tae watched as Mikayla vanished from the toilet bowl into a watery grave of piss and shit. Would she faint from the pressure right away? Or would she remain conscious long enough to drown? 

A little wet spot had formed on the front of Tae’s panties. She had forgotten how much she loved this.

She felt a little nudge on her bosom as Eren stirred. The noise from the toilet flushing had roused him. Swiftly she returned to the bedroom and slipped him beneath the covers. As he slept she contemplated her next move. 

It would be slightly more difficult to locate the two women who assaulted Eren, although not impossible. Even if she couldn’t do it herself, Tae had countless resources and connections to make it happen in the hour. Although the question she was asking herself at this point was whether or not to pursue them. She had come so far from home to get away from that life. By hunting those two girls down she ran the risk of dredging up old habits… 

Eren pulled the blanket closer to him as he slept, the gentle rhythm of her heartbeat pulsated through his body. If she hadn’t intervened he would have died. The monsters who did this, if they were allowed to live they would almost definitely kill a different speck. From their mannerisms they probably had murdered some in the past. Tae couldn’t allow it to happen again. 

Eren received a few perplexed glances when he returned to the speck district later that day. The only brobs that ventured close to their dwelling were either government agents depositing supplies or pranksters coming to throw rocks at their home. Tae was something of an oddity as she approached with him in hand.

“This is about as close as I should go, right?” Tae mused. Carefully she plucked him off her shoulder and placed him in her driveway sized palm. “You have my number, text me when you get inside.”

He reached into his pocket and felt for his new phone. “I will. Thank you so much for everything.” Eren remarked.

“It was my pleasure.” She bit her lip. “And if you ever want to text me about grabbing coffee or maybe catching a movie…” 

Without warning she pulled him closer to her face. Eren’s eyes went wide as suddenly her lips enveloped him, almost forcing him back into her fingers. At first he was too taken aback to reciprocate her affection, but found himself gleefully wrapping his arms around as much of her lips as he could muster, and puckered his own lips against her massive ones. 

Her kiss lasted almost a minute before she pulled away. With a giggle Tae wiped away a bit of lip gloss that had rubbed off on his face. She picked a spot on the ground free from snow and placed Eren there, offering a wave as he returned home.

Tae kept watch until she saw him disappear amidst the shantytown’s small buildings. Only when she was positive he was safe did she turn around and begin her trek home. A few blocks later, her phone buzzed in her coat pocket. 

Eagerly she pulled it out, a smile crossing her face as Eren confirmed he was safe. Right as she was about to put it away, another text came in. This time, from an unregistered number.

Targets located. Distributing specifics as soon as possible.

…

It’s good to have you back.