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.