Dagon was running through the wooded area, like his life depended on it. The sounds of thumping could be heard behind him as he dashed through the forest, ducking and weaving the best he could. Trying to use the underbrush to his advantage to get away. Why him… WHY HIM?!

That question ran through his mind, as he duck under a fallen tree and kept running. The sound of the same tree breaking under the weight of what was chasing after him, made Dagon pick up speed and run even quicker. She was getting closer. Things became a blur as Dagon tried to move faster through the dimly lite forest. However no matter how fast he ran, the sounds of his pursuer not only keeping pace, but even growing closer rang through his ears. Dagon was done for if he didn’t find a way to lose the giantess chasing after him. Yet no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t do it. She was hot on his heels as the sound of rapid footsteps grew closer. Why Dagon agreed to do this was beyond him, but it was too late to back out now.

The more Dagon tried to use the forest to his benefit the less ground he made, in fact it only seemed to be slowing him down. This giantess was super persistent and pretty fast for her age. How was she so fast? Dagon could only blame her parents for giving her such good genes. As that thought crossed his mind, something swung at him. Dagon barely had time to duck and stumble forward, just missing the first attempt at grabbing him. As much as Dagon wanted to curse at how close that was, he held his mouth shut. He just needed to make another thirty feet or so before he would come across a steep cliff he could use to lose his soon be captor. Dagon pushed his legs to move fast as he could feel the hair on the back of his neck rise as a could sense the hand of the Giantess quickly approaching him.

It was going to be close!

Just two more step-

Suddenly two thick hands larger than Dagon’s entire arms clamped down on his side. Dagon let out a startled nose as he was hefted easily off the ground with his feet still moving, running in place.

Dagon was caught.

Knowing it was pointless to struggle, he let out a tired sigh as he was turned around to face the one holding him. Dagon looked upon the young three year old Giantess that held him in her grip. She was easily ten or eleven feet tall, her goofy child like appearance was made clearer with her grinning and toothy smile. A look of victory on her face.

“I WIN AGAIN, DADDY,” Ashley cheered with delight.

Dagon would have been happy if it were for his pride of being bested by his own daughter in a game of hide and seek. “Yeaaaah you sure did,” Dagon hide his annoyed feelings of defeat behind those words. As much as Dagon didn’t want to admit it, he was a sore loser.

Ashley let out a happy giggle as she brought Dagon closer to herself. It wasn’t till it was too late, as Dagon’s daughter was bringing him in for a tighter hug. Dagon immediately wanted to protest but his daughter's hands and arms wrapped around him. Such a simple and loving embrace caught Dagon off guard, as did the strength behind the young girl.

Dagon let out a groan as his daughter held him tight. Just like any young girl with a doll or stuff toy… only Dagon wasn’t feeling very comfortable being bear hugged by his daughter right now.

“Ash-ley- too- tight,” Dagon gasped feeling the young giantess demonstrating her strength by squeezing the loving life out of her father. This was not a way that Dagon imagined going out, dying from a hug. He could start to see stars when the all too familiar voice of Ashley’s mom calling out to her.

“Ashley, put Daddy down,” Melody called out in a very motherly tone.

Dagon heard his daughter’s answer filled with laughter, “Okay mommy!”

Dagon felt the pressure on his back from the hug subside as he dropped the two or so feet to the ground. Dagon winced and rubbed at his back before turning to see the others approaching from the woods. The two giantess, Melody and his sister Cindy slowly emerging and coming into view. He spotted Olivia sitting on Cindy’s shoulder.

As soon as Melody got closer, Ashley went dashing toward her mom. Dagon was left alone to catch his breath and watch his enormous giantess daughter be picked up by the behemothly tall woman. Ashley was busy shouting “I won, I won!” Over and over again as Melody praised her on such a good job. Dagon didn’t comment as he let out a tired sigh.

Cindy snickered as she got closer to Dagon, “What’s wrong brother, that’s the third time you got caught. Are you letting her win on purpose, or…” Cindy’s smirk grew wider, “Are you just getting old?”

“I’M NOT THAT OLD,” Dagon barked at his annoying sister. It seemed she was delighted in teasing his age recently. Dagon grumbled as he hated the fact that Cindy wouldn’t stop reminding him of how old he was getting. Now, Dagon wasn’t a grandpa, but he swore he found a gray hair the other day. Not to mention he felt like he could have out ran his daughter a few years ago, easily, but Ashley was a growing Giantess, which meant she would only get faster.

Melody walked closer holding Ashley I n her arms, who was retelling her mother about how she beat her father. Melody asked with a chiding tone, “Now Dagon, you’re not taking it easy on Ashley cause she’s your daughter are you?”

“Taking it easy,” Dagon repeated in disbelief, still catching his breath from not just the running he did but the compression on his body from the victory hug. Recovering his breathing, Dagon rolled his eyes at Melody’s remark. “The whole point was to teach Ashley how to hunt and track. There’s no point in going easy on her.”

“Well than,” Melody remarked sounding proud of the new. “It seems someone is becoming a big girl,” Melody cheerfully praised Ashley in her arms.

“YAAAA,” Ashley cheered with the motherly praise.

Dagon couldn’t help but feel affection toward his daughter’s joy. Sure this was all “training” in his eyes. He didn’t want his daughter to not be able to survive out there if something happened. As Melody still roamed the lands as any traditional Giantess would, there was the small possibility something could happen. Leaving Ashley to fend for herself, that was Dagon’s and Melody’s worse nightmare. That was why they came up with this “game” for Ashley to play. Granted it would be better if she were trying to capture animals, but being this close to Hagger’s town, the animals living around here were too small or had been hunted already. Dagon figured it was better for Ashley to practice with him rather than not know at all. However a deeper part of him hope that this didn’t somehow impact her view on people. That was his biggest fear, that he was implanting into Ashley’s young mind that it was okay to capture people for fun.

“I’m sure it’s just Dagon getting old,” Cindy causally tossed out.

“I’M NOT THAT FFFF-” Dagon quickly remember his child was nearby, “Freaking old! What about you miss twenty-” Dagon watched Cindy’s eyes widen as he was about to say her age out loud. Her index finger moved so fast that Dagon almost didn’t have time to dodge her stabbing at his mouth to shush him. The finger just missed Dagon’s face.

“SHHH! Don’t you even say it,” Cindy hissed glaring daggers at him as she pulled her finger off the ground after the attempt on his life.

Dagon just chuckled as it looked like he still had the speed to out maneuver his massive sister. She still glared at him, but didn’t make another attempt like before to silence him. Dagon made sure to stay just out of her reach, just in case Cindy wanted to do a sneak attack when he wasn’t prepared.

“Hey,” Dagon goaded on, “Facts are facts. We’re not as young as we think we are,” Dagon told Cindy. If not more to convince her than himself. After years and years of being on the run or meandering around, it wasn’t till the last few recent years that Dagon started to feel himself settling down. He had a lover, a company/business, and a social life inside Hagger’s town. His once non existent human life in these cities had changed. He knew people by their first AND last names. He traded and talked with them. Shared daily information with them. He was part of the community, something he swore he would never be part of if he was asked a couple of years ago. As much as Dagon didn’t want to admit, he was becoming domesticated. Hell, he even had a dinner with Cindy and her father tonight, something that needed a freaking dress code for.

Melody chimed in, “I don’t know, I still think you’re still in your prime.” Melody gave Dagon a look that let him know exactly what she was thinking. It was like any other year, she was craving a little of Dagon. It was clear she had some lust for him, espically around this time of the year.

Dagon wanted to groan at the hint that Melody was trying to drop on him. As many times as Dagon tried to let her know that he wasn’t interested, she always gave it an attempt. Every year, she would offer or make an attempt at putting a move on Dagon. Luckily he avoid or found a way around her needy approach for him, Dagon let out a grumbled sigh before saying, “Well, I think everyone has had enough fun for the day.”

Ashley was the first to respond. She let out a sad whine, “No more play?”

“No big bean, not for toady. Maybe another day,” Dagon offered.

Dagon’s daughter looked upset but didn’t make too much of a fuse over her father’s words.

Cindy picked up Dagon, she gave him a look that meant she was still a little upset at Dagon. However this wasn’t anything new. They both fought, argued, and said stuff, but at the end of the day, they were siblings. They went through some stuff and they were bonded together with more than just blood.

Dagon was put on the other shoulder from Oliva. It was awkward for Cindy to walk with two people sitting on the same shoulder, so she had to split them up. It wasn’t new for Dagon and Olivia to be on separate shoulders. This didn’t stop them from talking to one another with Cindy in the middle as she walked them back to the city.

Olivia spoke first, “Big night tonight.”

Dagon nodded trying not to show any sign of worry, “Yeah. Dinner with your dad… oh joy.”

Olivia gasped as she picked up the last sarcastic part, “What’s that suppose to mean??”

Dagon winced as he realized his tone came out wrong. Well, not wrong, he wasn’t a fan of Olivia’s dad. So when he spoke with disdain in his voice, well he wasn’t looking forward to tonight, but Olivia didn’t need to know that. “… What? We both know he doesn’t like me. And I sure as heck told you how I feel,” Dagon defended himself. Both Dagon and Olivia’s old man were not close. Dagon didn’t know if it was cause he wasn’t a prince or something, but the unspoken hostility her father had toward Dagon was clear. Dagon couldn’t help but reciprocate it back to the king.

Olivia, on the other hand wasn’t feeling it, as she gave Dagon a look. Dagon rolled his eyes at her but finally after a few thumping steps from Cindy, he gave in. “I’ll be there! Just don’t expect me to be happy about it.”

Olivia gave Dagon a smile as she leaned into him and put her head on his shoulders, “I know it’s hard, but please… for me can you behave for one dinner?”

Dagon grumbled but gave in, “If I can survive a dean of Giantess, I think I can last a single dinner with your father.”

Before Olivia could show her happiness to the resposne Cindy beat her to it. Cindy let out a soft chuckle, “Oh what I wouldn’t give to see MY brother, trying to be all proper and polite.”

Dagon shot Cindy a look that only caused her to antagonize Dagon more with her smirky attitude. Dagon rolled his eyes and looked away from his sister as he spoke, “Shows what you know…”

Olivia loved Dagon and Cindy but they could be a pain in her butt with how much they bickered and fought each other. Granted their family relationship was strong, so much that they would do absolutely anything for each other, but there were times, like right now, where they would do what they could to get under each other’s skin. Olivia spoke up, “Well, I think Dagon looks good in a suit. It makes him look like a proper gentleman.”

Cindy gave Olivia a “what are you talking about” look, but Melody was the first to speak, “Really? I wouldn’t mind seeing him in one. Maybe next time we see each other, Dagon could dress up in this, suit, and I can see for myself.”

Olivia was the first to respond to the Melody’s curiosity. It sounded like she didn’t know what a suit was, or what they are usually used for. “Well, suits are more for like,” Olivia tried to think of the proper words that wouldn’t insult or start a fight with Melody, “human get together. They wouldn’t really be suitable for…” Olivia gestured to the surrounding forest, “Outdoors…” Olivia explained.

“Oh…” Melody frowned at those words. “Not for outdoors? Than what’s the point? You people have weird customs,” Melody said shifting Ashley in her arms.

Olivia didn’t dwell too deeply on Melody’s response to her words. It was clear she didn’t understand Olivia or what kind of standards they had for situations like a fancy dinner.

It wasn’t till they were just a few miles form the city of Hagger’s town did Cindy stop and let Dagon and Olivia down. Melody also stopped before putting Ashley down on the ground, “Don’t forget to say bye bye to papa.”

Dagon wasn’t ready when his enormous daughter came up and plucked him off the ground and gave him a sloppy kiss on his forehead before saying in a child like demeanor, “Bye bye daddy! I HAD FUN!”

Dagon brushed off the little layer of spit left on his head before saying giving his daughter the best hug he could for her size. Melody was up next, “Will we see you tomorrow?” Olivia could hear the wanting in her voice. As much as Olivia had gotten used to Melody’s presence and her desire to be with Dagon, it still didn’t rub her the wrong way. Olivia had to keep from making a noise at the request.

Dagon slowly nodded, “Pete doesn’t need me till next week. I still have time. Besides I would like to see Ashley one more time before you two head off for the month.”

Olivia didn’t understand all the customs of Giantess. How they were mostly nomadic, roaming around the lands. Some, like Melody, had a home or a place they called “home”. Somewhere they always came back to. Kind of like migratory birds returning from the season. Yet, not all were like Melody, or that was Dagon’s explanation. Some just kept roaming till it was their time to pass on. Just like his mother.

A familiar voice was heard behind a large tree, “Your majesty.”

Olivia recognized Nancy’s voice before she saw her. Always being proper, even out here in the wilderness. She had come to escort Olivia and Dagon back to the city and, of course, to talk with Cindy. It had been over three years since Cindy and Nancy first met, and they were still seeing each other whenever they could.

After greeting Olivia like a formal maid always did, she next turned and bowed like she did to Olivia toward Cindy. “My goddess…”

Cindy immediately turned a dark crimson shade from blushing at those words. “St-stop…” She muttered, “Not in front of the others….”

Dagon let out a deep sounding sigh, “Look sis, I love you but not gonna lie, that’s some weird stuff you’re into-”

Cindy turned an almost impossibly darker shade of red than she already was from the embarrassing greeting, “I-wh-me- she does it on her own!”

Olivia looked toward Nancy and watched a small tug of a smile twitch at her lips but as always, she seemed to remain very calm. It seemed teasing Cindy wasn’t just Dagon’s job after all.

Before the two siblings could get into a shouting match, which Olivia was sure Cindy would win due to her size, Nancy spoke, “We should head back soon, you know how your father is when it gets this late. The dinner is also approaching. I’m sure Master Dagon will need to get ready, if he wants to try and make it to this dinner.”

Dagon flinched at the tone that Nancy put into that last part. As much as Dagon hatted to say it, he had bailed on more than one dinner with Olivia’s father. Sure the first few times he couldn’t help it, but it would be a lie if Dagon didn’t find an excuse to dodge as many as he could. Something about the king just always rubbed him the wrong way, and than the way he felt like he was ignored most of the time… like why even show up? The only obvious answer was, for Olivia. Dagon grunted, “I’ll be there.”

As Nancy started to leave with Dagon and Olivia, to head back to Hagger’s town, Nancy stopped. She turned and caught Cindy before she could leave, “I’ll see you tonight in the usual spot my goddess, till than,” Nancy properly bowed to a blushing and bewildered Cindy.

Cindy’s words were still calling out as the others were leaving, “It’s not what you think!”

Dagon sat as still as if he were hiding from a forest creature or even a giantess. Even his breathing was shallow as not to give himself away at the dinner table. All around him were nobles or fancy dressed people. There were so many of them, that they had to have come from other towns. He didn’t recognize any of them, cause he never had to deal with the upper classed, besides with Olivia and her father. However, here he was in a crowded dinning room, sitting at a table with a bunch of classy looking rich people who were enjoying themselves. Something he wasn’t familiar with and certainly didn’t want to be here for. The only thing keeping him there instead of leaving to a more comfortable spot, was the soft smile Olivia offered every thirty seconds to keep him grounded.

She sat across from Dagon, so it made his attention on her that much easier to keep. The words from the countless people in the room were just droning on and on as he took his time to focus on Olivia, his food and drink, than right back to Olivia.

Besides Olivia distracting his attention, he had to fight the urge to rip his tightly bound suit he was in. He felt so restrictive in the clothing. He couldn't even move his arms all the way up, and the “tie” felt like a noose around his neck. A feeling that he was sadly very familiar with from a past experience. Any reserve of consciousness was solely directed to recalling the training Nancy taught him a few years ago with how to eat with nobility. There were so many forks and knives around him, he felt like he had enough to use as weapons against a mob of people, or on all the people in the room. A utensil per snobby sounding upper class nobles.

“What of you Olivia, my dear,” Someone called from a little further down the table. “How do you feel about the new measures being taken in Brax.”

Dagon watched as Olivia elegantly started to reply to the question. Dagon had no idea what the heck they were talking about the town Brax for. It was a place very far north. Somewhere he never ventured, cause of how far away it was. However Olivia seemed to have an answer for the noble’s question. “As tragic as the Luther’s town attack was several years ago, I don’t think directly antagonizing the Giantess around city is the answer. I fear it may just cause a situation that might be worse. Trying to prevent something, sometimes leads to stimulating the very thing that was trying to be stopped. I have little to no knowledge of Brax Town’s history, but if the rumors are true… it sounds like a very dangerous gamble they are taking. One that could not just affect themselves, but all of the remaining Towns…”

Olivia’s words seemed to dampen the mood in the room. Until her father stepped in, “But unlike the other cities… Hagger’s Town is prepared for anything. Just like we have been for hundreds, if not thousands of years beforehand, and many more later.” These words seemed to please or at least calm the room down from the dire tone Olivia set.

Dagon caught Olivia’s eyes once again for the hundredth time tonight. It was clear why she wanted Dagon there to help comfort herself, as much as she did for him. As much as Dagon was gazing upon Olivia’s eyes, the same question was purposed to him. The voice cutting out toward him distracting him for a moment as Dagon realized they were talking ot him. “What do you think of the situation in Brax…. Uh…” the man had clearly not recalled his name.

Dagon pondered to wait for as long as it took till he used his name but there was a slight warning look on Olivia’s face. One that said, “please… not tonight.” So Dagon took a sip of his drink and turned to the one purposing the question.

“I’ve never been to Brax, I don’t know too much of the situation, and wouldn’t presume to know if what’s going on is right or wrong. However,” Dagon went on, “However in my profession-”

“Which is,” Someone cut Dagon off. Dagon cut back a remark about shutting up till he was done, but Olivia again kept him more docile in the room.

“Security advisor.” Dagon mentioned. “I’ve seen enough to know not to underestimate a Giantess.” Just to see some of the nobles squirm a little at those words added to Dagon’s mood. “I mean look at Haven and Luther’s town, I just hope that Brax isn’t doing the same thing…”

As please as Dagon was to watch some of the upper class member mummer at the news of the two famous cities fallen by Giantess, it was clear that Dagon had killed the atmosphere at the dinner. He did get a stern look from Olivia’s father, but the one from Olivia that he wasn’t expecting. It was clear he messed up hard.

Dagon did his best not to say it too loud as he took a sip form his cup “Damn...”

As close as he was with Olivia, her father forbid him sleeping in the castle unsupervised. There was no doubt in Dagon’s mind that the king knew that he and Olivia were sexually active, but this was just another card the old man could play. Until they were married, they couldn’t sleep under the same roof (granted that didn’t stop them most nights, or even spending them outside of the town). However Dagon wasn’t feeling like tempting the king by doing so anyway. So instead he headed out of the castle, roaming the streets till he came across Nancy in the night. She was returning from what he could only assume was a nice night with his sister.

As they passed by, Dagon did his best not to think too hard about what they did together, since he had witnessed one event many years ago. However he gave a curtsy nodded to Nancy who returned it. Dagon couldn’t help but catch a smell wafting off the maid’s body, one that smell familiar of womanhood and musk. Well it was clear she and Cindy had a nice evening together. A very very nice one indeed by how tired she looked.

Passing a few buildings and homes, Dagon found Peter’s place and knocked on the door. The ever cheerful plump man opened the door. Regardless of the time, he looked pleased.

“DAGON!” he nearly roared pulling him into the home. “It’s good to see you!” Than Peter recalled the time and gave him a puzzled look, “What brings you here?”

“Uh…” Dagon muttered unease about asking it, “Kind of late… needed a place to stay till morning.”

Peter let out a deep chuckle as the older man grinned, “King still not letting you stay in his home?”

“What a shocker,” Dagon groaned at the obvious answer to the question.

Peter let out another chuckle, “Well, there’s always room for you here. Least I can do for someone who’s helped me out so much. Both you and your sister.”

“Thanks,” Dagon remarked as he was led to the small room saved for guest to sleep. Normally he would have avoided coming to Peter’s place, due to the lumpy bed he offered. However it was better than Dagon didn’t feel like trying to avoid roaming creatures tonight till he found Cindy. It also didn’t help that Dagon was still feeling exhausted from this afternoon’s playtime with his daughter. Ashley always wore him out, Dagon doubted he could out run a snail if he had to.

Dagon laid on the stuffy bed as he tried to get some sleep. It was a curse to know what the nobility slept on, the soft smooth beds. Peter’s spare bed wasn’t even remotely close to the sensation. As uncomfortable the bed was, he knew he could sleep better without someone watching him, which was the only saving grace to this rock like mattress he laid on.

“Fucking, royal prick,” Dagon muttered as he tried to go to sleep. Doing his best not to dream of the soft clouds he could have been sleeping on instead of this good for nothing bed he shifted around on.

Dagon was out of Peter’s home before he could wake. Dagon was tired, but he was used to this, or was used to it. The several years of safety in Hagger’s town had dulled some of his survival skills. One of them being up and alert when waking up from his sleep. His journey out of town was uneventful very groggy, by the time he made it back to Cindy she was eating breakfast as Dagon finally started to wake.

“Hey bro,” She said with a hand pushing some food into her mouth. The massive meal large enough to feed a few people. Before Dagon could say anything Cindy let out a muffled sound, “Whoa, you don’t look so good. Couldn’t sleep last night?”

“Fucking bed…” Dagon grunted as he took a seat nearby his sister who was still eating. “King’s still a pain in the ass.”

Cindy snorted, “Still not letting you sleep with Olivia?”

Dagon rolled his eyes showing how much he wasn’t in the mood for the conversation, “We really doing this?”

Cindy stuck out her tongue that still had clumps of rice and other food on it before slurping it back in. “You brought it up,” Cindy protested.

“Yeah? And how are things with Nancy? Huh? Last I saw, she was smelling very strongly of you-”

Dagon wasn’t ready for it as Cindy’s hand came out of nowhere and swatted at his back knocking him on his face. “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?!” Dagon shouted getting up.

“What are you doing smelling Nancy like some deviant!” Cindy argued looking flustered. It was clear they both knew what went down the other night. However Cindy seemed more upset at how observant Dagon was being with her relationship.

Dagon gave Cindy, a finger jab toward her, “I wasn’t fucking sniffing her!”

Cindy huffed as he retorted still clearly upset, “Sure as hell sounded like you were.”

“Oh my god,” Dagon muttered, “You have some serious problems.” Dagon looked at his still pissed off sister as he went on, “What I was trying to freaking get to, is how long are you going to wait?”

Cindy paused mid bite, “Wh-what? Wait for what?” Dagon stared at Cindy still she was starting to get nervous, “St-stop looking at me like that. What are you talking about?”

Dagon gave Cindy a dull look, “Really… we gonna play this game?”

Cindy looked as confused as she could, “What are you talking about Dagon? Brother have you lost your mind or something-”

Dagon pulled out one of his daggers and slung it fifteen feet away from where Cindy was sitting at a faintly loose pile of dirt. Cindy froze as Dagon cocked his head, “I wonder what’s under there?”

“…” Cindy looked like she was caught doing something bad. Like stealing food from Hagger’s town.

“Oh, no quirky remarks?” Dagon went on.

“… When? When did you find out,” Cindy asked sounding beyond shocked.

“I’m your freaking brother,” Dagon said sounding proud. “It was a few days after you got them.” Dagon explained. The items in question were a set diamonds. To be more exact one large chunk of diamond, possible for a giantess sized person to wear, and a smaller piece of it broken off for a more regular person. Dagon put two and two together when he dung them up one night after tripping over the uneven mound of fresh soil. It was very clear that Cindy had gotten someone to purchase it or found these diamonds and were hiding them for a moment. Dagon’s suspecions were for a moment that might involve purposing a certain question to a certain person she was seeing. Dagon went on, “So what were you going to do with those?”

Cindy was a mix of all the shades of red and pink at the question, “s-s-s-shut up!”

Dagon held up his hands, “No serriously! Come on, I mean it… Cindy, I really did…”

Cindy mummbled as she looked at the gorund, “Was gonna… ask Nancy to mar-marriage me.”

Dagon was confused. “How? How do you know about marriage?” It was a concept that was beyond foreign and unheard of by Giantess. It’s a concept that for all he knew was lost or never existed. So for Cindy to use that word, one that Dagon hadn’t ever spoke to Cindy about, brought some worry to him.

Cindy again, looking more like a child as she tried to not answer but did so, “Peter… we were talking, cause I talk to other people besides you and Nancy,” Cindy sassed before she went on. “He told me about his wife…”

Well, this was a shocker for Dagon. He thought maybe Nancy told Cindy about it or something. Never did he expect Peter to bring up a talk with his sister. Which brought up more questions of what else had he told her? Well that didn’t matter, he now had to know. Dagon went on, “So , have you asked? Does Nancy know yet?”

Cindy’s gaping mouth closed and that sadden look came over her, “No. I thought about it last night…. But like, you know, I just couldn’t. I mean, hell this is insane, I’m a giantess and she’s a- I’m mean were both-”

Dagon did a ballsy move he cut his sister off with a load of sarcasm that could have killed a bear, “OH REALLY?! I NEVER NOTICED?! WOW!” Dagon’s arms were spread wide to show off Cindy’s size. Cindy stopped her pity talk about how weird the relationship was. “Cindy you freaking been with Nancy for what three maybe four years? As your brother I have to tell you to stop freaking worrying. If she didn’t run off screaming the first week you guys were together chances are that wont happen after four years. Nancy loves you, and I can tell that you love her as much if not more back. So stop holding back and just tell her. What’s the worse she says?” Dagon asked hypothetically. Put on a very cheap and poor imitation of Nancy’s voice, “Oh Cindy that’s too big of a diamond for me… we both need to see someone else right away?” Dagon scoffed, “Yeah like that would totally happen, just go for it alright?”

Cindy was at a loss of words. Her brother tore into her worse fears, and just mocked them in front of her. As much as she wanted to give him a kick so hard he went flying back into town, she couldn’t. He did have a point. Why was she hesitant to bring this up with Nancy? They were so close. In fact the other day she told Cindy about a dream where they all lived in a big meadow together with their kids. Of course it was impossible for them to have kids together, but the dream made Cindy feel like she ate a gallon of butterflies. The fluttering in her stomach made Cindy nearly burst there and ask Nancy to marriage her.

“I… I’m still waiting for the right moment,” Cindy lied as she didn’t know when that moment would be.

Dagon rolled his eyes and was about to say something when the sound of a giantess approaching was heard. Dagon didn’t have to look twice as he already knew who it was, Melody. Dagon turned to see Melody holding Ashley, who was busy observing the forest and asking questions. Melody was answering the best she could to the rapid fire “what’s that,” questions as he child pointed to anything she could.

It wasn't’ till she spotted Dagon that she squealed and came running toward him. Dagon had a sudden urge to run away. But, he stood his ground as Ashley came running for him, like a stampeding animal.

“Not the face, not the face, not the face,” Dagon muttered under his breath, as Ashley came giggling toward him. With an effort that was scarily easy, she scooped Dagon up like a rag doll once again.

“DADDY!” She nearly screamed as she planted a childish kiss on his forehead.

“Ugggh,” Dagon groaned from the daughterly love he was receiving. As much as he loved her, he really did, he never liked this kind of greeting. However he returned the greeting, “Morning, beansprout...”

“Let’s play!” Ashley shouted excited and happy.

Dagon wasn’t ready to play some more hide and seek with Ashley just yet. Instead, he purposed a counter argument, “Did you have breakfast?” Dagon asked in a fatherly tone.

Ashley still held Dagon as she shook her head and Dagon along with herself, “No.”

Melody spoke as she arrived behind Ashley, “We were going to practice hunting for real.”

“Well,” Dagon told them, “We have plenty of food… um, sweetie, down please?”

Ashley gave Dagon one more tight hug that felt a little too strong before he was set down on the ground. It was just a quick reminder of how strong she was getting. Soon Dagon might have to worry about her picking him up too harshly, if she wasn’t too careful he could get hurt. Dagon tossed the idea out of his head as he didn’t want to think about that right now.

Stretching to pull any muscles and joints that were sore from the embrace, Dagon quickly pointed to the large amount of food Cindy had prepared, “Well, you can always have something to eat before a hunt right?”

Melody seemed a little displeased by this. As custom, you eat what you catch. It was a tradition that most of them learned at a young age, that it was your own strength and effort that produced your food. It was a way for giantess to learn to rely on oneself and not others. A giantess didn’t always have others for help. However Ashley was already being severed by Dagon.

“Here you go,” Dagon cheerfully offered some of the left over food Cindy had cooked this morning.

Melody was about to object her opinion on how Dagon was treating their daughter but it was too late, as Ashley was already digging in. “I guess we can always try another day,” Melody muttered to herself as she proceeded to sit down with everyone else. Ashley was beginning to repeat the terms of some of the stuff that Melody taught her along the way. All of which Dagon knew clearly, but being the kind father, kept up the surprised acted for the young one. Melody wondered, could her own father have been like Dagon? Was this something all fathers were like?

As Dagon entertained Ashley, Melody had a chance to talk with Cindy. Usually the conversations weren’t very engaging, Melody always felt weird about talking to Dagon’s sister. Especially when it came to Giantess things. She was an odd one, and although Melody was turning over a new leaf with some of her ways, it wasn’t as simple as she thought it would be. Just the other night she had a craving for a certain type of food she swore not to eat anymore….

“How are things,” Melody asked probing out at Cindy.

Cindy paused mid bit before swallowing, “Good… uh, fine I guess. What uh, what about you?”

Melody shrugged, “Fine too.”

The weird pause as Dagon and Ashley continued to bond while the two larger woman couldn’t do more than watch. “So, you’re leaving soon,” Cindy asked. “Almost the end of the month.”

Melody nodded, “I’m thinking tomorrow or the next day. Was going to take Ashley north… I might still have some family up there. I should introduce the newest member of the family.”

“Family,” Dagon asked at a topic they never talked about. “I didn’t know you had family up there.”

Melody nodded, “Yeah. We try to meet every couple of years, and it’s been a while. Normally when there's a gathering up north, we run into each other. Usually my mom or one of my little sisters. I figured Ashley should get to meet my side of the family. I know my mother would be delighted to meet this little cutie,” Melody said scooping up the unprepared Ashley who giggled at the cuddling Melody was giving her.

Dagon did his best not to envy Ashley. His own thoughts drifting to his mom and how she treated him. Not something he stayed too much time on. Instead he was just happy to be able to share moments with his large daughter. It was rare for a giantess to have a father present, especially one that wasn’t being held captive.

Melody continued to hold Ashley in her hands. The child giggling as Melody gave her a tickle, and kept her entertained. It didn’t take too long before Olivia came by. She was walking through the forest with Nancy in tow.

Dagon smiled as Olivia came up to him and gave him a kiss. “You didn’t stay the night?”

Dagon just gave a weak shrug, “I wanted to talk with Peter.” Dagon didn’t explain more, and Olivia didn’t press it. Dagon had a feeling if he complained about her father, it might just lead into worse problems between him and her dad.

Olivia wore a strong smile on her face as she held Dagon’s hand, “Thanks… for dealing with last night. I know it was hard with all of them there. That meant a lot to my father and I.”

“Yeah well… the food was good,” Dagon replied. He tried to play around the food as the reason he went but Olivia gave him a simple scoff and rolled her eyes not believing such a silly lie.

“Of course, just using me to get to my chiefs… should have known.”

Dagon grinned, “Hey I thought you know that from the begin. Why else do you think I’ve been hanging around.”

“Oh… well if that’s the case, I guess I should learn to cook to keep you around longer,” Olivia commented.

Dagon was at a lose of words. “That … would… be good,” Dagon spoke like a child who didn’t know how to come up with a good come back. He was bewildered at Olivia words, that he almost didn’t notice Nancy presenting herself to Cindy.

“My God-”

“SHHH!” Cindy hissed as she blushed. Dagon never seen Cindy move so quickly to keep someone quite. “I told you,” Cindy spoke through her teeth, “When were alone!”

Nancy never broke as she knew how to manipulate Cindy’s embarrassment to her needs. “But this is how I always greet-”

Dagon watched as Cindy quickly scooped up Nancy and brought her way up toward her face where they were having a “private” conversation. Apparently Nancy had forced Cindy to silence her. After a few brief moments Cindy slowly lowered Nancy back to the ground. Dagon, as a victim to the smooching of giantess, he could tell that Nancy was covered in such a familiar act. Soft and faint traces of oval wet marks covering not just Nancy’s face but part of her clothing. A faint smile of happiness danced on the maid’s face as she stood there, not saying a word.

“Well played,” Dagon whispered smirking at his sister’s way of silencing her girlfriend.

Ashley was the first to speak “Hide and seek!”

Dagon flinched at the upcoming game. Not wanting to have to endure another game of “Find daddy and squeeze the life out of him” Dagon gave a weak smile, “Aren’t you bored of that game?”

Ashley answered quicker than Dagon was expecting, “NOPE!”

A very tiring and long game of hide and seek left Dagon physically exhausted. His body felt like it was pushed through a strainer as his daughter was starting to hug much harder now. Soon she would bee too old for this game, that or Dagon would break a bone or two. Still, if it meant bonding with her… what’s an arm or a leg for a happy daughter, right?

Dagon let out an exhausted sigh as he sat down near Olivia who offered her lap to rest his head on. “She’s so much like her father,” Olivia commented. “Strong…”

Dagon let out a snort… “All Giantess are.”

“Determined,” Olivia remarked still going on.

“Determined to snap me in half…” Dagon grunted.

“Let’s not mention how much she takes after her dad,” Olivia spoke rubbing a sore shoulder. “Anyone can clearly see she’s your daughter. She resembles you so much. Those cheeks… that adorable smile, and let’s not forget how much quick she is at picking up new things,” Olivia praised Ashley who was busy playing with her mom.

“Sure, sure….” Dagon mumbled. “She’s like her father in every way, except the eyes,” Dagon remarked halfheartedly. He was more interested in laying in Olivia’s lap, like a pillow he wished he had last night.

Olivia paused, “Except her eyes?”

Dagon sighed and rolled his head on his shoulders getting a few crinks out with some pops. “yeah… Giantess, they pass their eyes onto their kids.”

Olivia frowned at those words as she didn’t know what Dagon was saying. “What do you mean?”

Dagon shifted his head to look at Olivia from her lap. “Look…. You see my eyes? Now, look at Cindy’s….”

Olivia did as he asked, and blinked a few times…. They were identical. Not like close… but like every dark blue and light patch that was mixed into their iris were spot for spot. Almost like a duplicated painting.

“Now look at Ashley’s and Melody’s,” Dagon went on.

Olivia did. Ashley shared no resemblance in her eyes with Dagon. Dagon and Cindy had blue and sparkling sky like eyes. Melody and Ashley had dark muddy brown eyes, some splotches of lighter or darker around the edges. Kind of like the bark of a tree. As Olivia noticed Dagon spoke as he closed his eyes and rested them.

“It’s a genetic thing… or that’s what I was told from my mother,” The word “mother” was harsh on his tongue. “It’s how generations could tell each other apart. The color of one’s eyes told of their heritage. The myth behind it was so you wouldn’t sleep with a brother or father, you know when one captured a male… but I think that’s all just a load of crap. Anyway, Giantess pass their eyes down to their children no matter what, so that’s why Ashley’s eyes look like Melody’s, it’s the family trait.”

“So, your mom had blue eyes,” Olivia asked out loud.

Dagon sighed as he thought over it, “… I guess? Look, I didn’t like my mom. I hated her. She wasn’t a mom to me. To be honest, I never looked deeply enough in her eyes to compare them. If she never told me that fact for whatever reason, I wouldn’t have even considered it. As long as I’m concerned I never had a mom.”

Olivia could feel it was a tough subject to talk about and decided to stay away from the new information she learned. Instead she decided to change it into something more friendly for Dagon. “So my father has another dinner coming up next week, I was hoping you wouldn’t mind being… Nice, you know again….”

Dagon closed his eyes at the words and groaned mentally. “Another dinner? Did we not just have on last night?”

Olivia rolled her eyes and laughed, “We did… if you didn’t know, we have them regularly.” Olivia mentioned “So yes, another dinner. You don’t have to-”

Dagon let out a painful sigh, “NO… no I’ll go. At least the food helped. Just wish we could talk about something other than politics and junk,” Dagon waved his hands around, “stuff… like seriously, maybe like how to skin a-”

Olivia laughed as she soothed Dagon some more, “I can’t promise the political part… kind of the point of the dinner, but I can promise good food. So is that a yes?”

Dagon groaned and slowly nodded, “yeah… yeah I’ll go.” Olivia smiled at the response.

The rest of the afternoon was tame, mostly just talk, a little meal for everyone. Finally it was coming closer to the evening. Nancy was going to stay with Cindy for the night, Dagon was going to take Olivia back, and Melody was going to leave in the morning for the long trip to the north. Dagon figured he would see her off.

“It’s just a week,” Melody told him. “I’ve been gone longer.”

“Yeah well… a week or longer, I still want to wish you luck.” Dagon offered.

Melody let out a soft chuckle, “I’m a giantess! Are you worried about me?”

Dagon sighed, “More for Ashley than you, but yes… just stay safe. I’ve heard some stuff is going on up north, just stay out of trouble.”

Ashley was tuckered out, but Melody still got down lower toward Dagon’s level to speak, “Ahhh, my sweet Dagon is concerned. Don’t worry, there isn’t anything that will keep us apart. Just like before, I’ll find my way back to you.”

Dagon felt some comfort in her words, but also felt a bit concerned that they might have been a bit too personal. After all Dagon was with someone else, and for Melody to clam she would be back for him, made it sound like they were destine for each other. Something that Dagon wasn’t sure of. However, Dagon didn’t need to bring this up.

“Just keep Ashley safe, but I’m sure I didn’t need to say that right?”

Melody laughed, “We’ll be fine, stop being so worried. We’re giantess after all.”

Dagon didn’t say it but he didn’t like Melody's mentality of being a giantess was safety enough.

“I’ll see you in a week,” Daogn told Melody.

“In a week, my lovely Dagon,” Melody told him as she gave him a smooch that rivaled Ashley’s…. what was with Giantess and kissing???

Dagon sat on a stump trying to hear a faint sound of a giantess approaching, but there was none. It had been well past a week, in fact almost three weeks, and Melody hadn’t returned. Dagon sat there, contemplating what might have delayed her for so long. Yet like before, the days have passed and there was no Melody or Ashley. They hadn’t come back from the visit north. Something that concerned Dagon greatly.

“Dagon,” Cindy called out as she noticed her brother still waiting and watching the horizon for something. “Are you okay?”

Dagon took a deep breath as he sat there. Not a single tremor besides his sister indicated the return of Melody. Dagon felt a feeling building up in him. “Something's not right,” Dagon spoke softly.

“What was that,” Cindy asked not catching it.

Dagon stood up from the stump, “Somethings happened.”

Cindy looked startled, “What?”

Dagon jumped down from the large tree stump, “I’m leaving-”

“The fuck you are,” Cindy protested.

Dagon jerked his head toward Cindy at her objection, “What?! Are you-”

“I’m coming!” Cindy blurted out so fast Dagon nearly stumbled on his word.

“… uh… well,” Dagon shrugged after a few moments of confusing. “Okay, not going to lie, thought you were coming anyway.”

Cindy jerked back, “You what?! Oh I see cause I’m your sister I would follow you to the ends of the Earth? Whoa, thanks so much bro, that’s so reassuring that I’m a freaking glorified pack mule!”

Dagon shook his head, “Well I mean if you don’t want to help your niece…”

“HEY! Oooooo” Cindy barked narrowing her eyes at her tricky brother, “That’s a fucking low blow. Gonna use your daughter against me like that!”

Dagon just shrugged, “Like you said, I need a pack mule…”

Cindy gave Dagon the dirtiest of looks. Yeah, he was so going to regret saying that.

But to be honest, Dagon wouldn’t trust anyone more than Cindy to watch his back. Especially when it came to something like this. As Dagon packed up his stuff and Cindy pulled the larger gear of their camp apart, he spoke to her. “Thanks… I mean it.” The seriousness in his voice told Cindy how much this meant. Cindy just nodded.

“For family right? You said it not me, I’d do anything for my niece. Now shut up and pack your shit up.” Cindy ordered.

Dagon smirked at the order. “You know I love you right?”

Cindy gave a sharp laugh escape her lips. Cindy made sure to be enough sarcasm in her voice, “Like a fucking blister on my foot. Thanks for ruining my life. Now if you’re finished trying to get on my good side,” Cindy retorted, “Hurry the heck up! You tiny people and your little hands… ”

Dagon scoffed as he grabbed the last of his “shit”, “Yeah yeah, what about you big hands! You got everything? You got your…. Stones?”

Cindy paused as she looked at the ground and paused.

“I… well,” Cindy starred for a moment but shook her head, “They’re safe. Nothing to worry about, UNLIKE YOU!” Cindy barked. “Come on you bum, the sooner we leave the quicker we can find Ashley and Melody and the sooner I can flick you for being a freaking worry wart over them.” Cindy retorted.

Dagon wanted to believe that but, well he had that feeling. Cindy probably did too, but luckily she was trying to ease his mind so he didn’t freaking panic. Beside Melody was a giantess, there shouldn’t be much that could harm her, right?