Sakaara idly swirled the wine around in her glass. She still didn’t understand why adventurers tended to congregate in taverns, and the swill she was struggling to drink was doing nothing for her mood. Still, there was no better place to find a group of morons with powerful souls – and she didn’t have long to wait. She’d only been sitting down for ten minutes when the doors to the dim tavern burst open – and six hearty adventurers walked in with smiles on their faces. A male paladin, two female rogues, a scrawny wizard and a flamboyant elf swashbuckler. A smile forming on her graceful face, the elf stood up on her feet and walked over to the group the moment they sat down.
“Ah! Might you be a party of adventurers? I have a perilous task that needs several young souls full of bravery and skill to accomplish.”
The sorceress was naturally charismatic, and her magical equipment gave her quite literally supernatural charm. Her big elven eyes, beautiful face and long platinum-blonde hair were enough to prompt the swashbuckler to his feet in a second. Removing his hat, the elf stumbled over his words as he responded.
“O-of course, my fair maiden! Murders and Acquisitions stand ready to challenge the greatest odds! Name your task and your rewards and we’ll be on the job.”
The rest of the elf’s party simply nodded their heads in agreement, entranced by Sakaara’s impossible physical beauty. Only the paladin looked askance at her, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out exactly why everyone else seemed so enamoured of the mysterious stranger.
“Not far from here is an abandoned mage’s tower. My companions and I were searching it for treasure when we were ambushed by one of the fell creatures lurking within – I only escaped with my life. The sacred pendant that my friend carried contains the magic required to return them all to life…but I cannot face them alone. Will you help me bring my companions back, and see that justice is done?”
Sakaara was an excellent liar, and her plaintive plea was full of faked emotion – and given her natural and unnatural gifts, it was more than enough to stir the heartstrings of the adventurers ahead of her.
“Of course, fair lady. We saw the tower on our journey here – we’ll meet you there on the morrow.”
“I’m sorry, but it cannot wait – the tower’s magic keeps it sealed whenever the moon isn’t full. We must make haste!”
The members of the adventuring party looked at each other, obviously intrigued by the idea of starting their quest the moment they arrived in the small town.
“I’ve still got all of my spells memorised…we didn’t even drink any healing potions when we fought those ankhegs.”
“I think we’re good to go…and I think an adventure at night might be fun.”
“Then it’s settled! Miss…? Lead the way!”
“Ah! My name is Sakaara. Thank you…and follow me.”
Turning on her heel and letting her cloak swing in a dramatic arc, Sakaara took the lead and walked out of the tavern with a wicked smile on her face.
The journey to the mage’s tower was uneventful – most of the party were too intimidated by Sakaara’s appearance to bother her, save for an offer to carry her from the swashbuckler. It only took half an hour before the entire group was assembled at the base of the ominous looking tower. A wall of illusory black fire blocked off the entranceway – thanks to Sakaara’s earlier preparation.
“Ah! I should have told you…this tower was occupied by a lich, and he used a powerful wall of negative energy to prevent the living from coming and going.”
Holding out her hand, Sakaara fanned out a collection of thin vials filled with a strange, murky liquid – one for each member of the adventuring party.
“Luckily I still have plenty of protective potions. My party often fought vampires, so I always carry a healthy supply with me. I wouldn’t feel right forcing you to use your own resources after calling you all the way out here.”
While most people would be suspicious of a mysterious stranger with vials of strange-looking liquid, the elf’s charismatic presence was enough to remove every last trace of doubt – Sakaara could sell sand in a desert. The vials were passed around the party and everyone drunk theirs at the same time…before falling to the ground unconscious as darkness filled their vision.
Sakaara was licking her lips as she gazed down at her fresh catch. The entire party had shrunken down right before her eyes after ingesting the poisonous potion she’d prepared, and now every single one of them was trapped between her legs. The tops of her bare thighs were many times higher than the heads of her shrunken victims – she’d propped the tiny swashbuckler up against her leg to check. The touch of that tiny body against her skin – and the knowledge that a single slight movement of her part was enough to crush it into gore sent a shock of pleasure through her body.
The elf was technically exposing her panty-clad crotch to the shrunken party, but she wasn’t very embarrassed. Her underwear technically saw her genitalia every day – but it didn’t matter if a thing touched her – and the things between her legs had stopped registering as “people” to her the moment they drank that potion. Besides, she was already impossibly aroused – and her panties were soaked clean through. The fact that her tiny little snacks were utterly surrounded by her scent was hot, and by the time they started to wake up Sakaara’s fingers were coated in her fluids. The sorceress took great pleasure in just how much her simple bodily processes overwhelmed the miniscule people before her – and every time she thought about her giant future she shivered involuntarily.
The first of the tiny adventurers to return to wakefulness was the swashbuckler. With his body resting against the warm, bare skin of Sakaara’s thigh, he felt like he was still in a comfortable bed – until the delicate movements of his face blearily rubbing against the giant elf’s sensitive skin prompted a giggle from high above that he could feel as well as hear. Turning his head and opening his eyes, the shrunken male elf barely had time to take in the towering sight of Sakaara’s body before a massive, slender finger clamped down against his face. The huge digit was coated in the giantess’ sexual fluids, and the powerful aroma was so thick he could taste it – before a bit of the stuff trickled into his wide open mouth and burned Sakaara’s flavour onto his tongue.
Sakaara had waited for her meals to wake up before devouring them – as hard as that was. Eagerly lifting the tiny elf up to her face, the huge one giggled as her big green eyes drank in the sight of the shocked male. Closing her eyes and opening her mouth wide, the comparatively massive elf let out an “Aaaah~” before tossing her snack into her mouth. Slamming her jaws shut as the tiny human flew past them, Sakaara pressed the tip of her tongue against the tiny morsel, the massive wet organ flattening the human against her teeth before dragging him around the massive, humid darkness of her mouth.
But as much fun as playing with her food was, Sakaara was all too eager to let the growth process start. Flicking her head back, the elf slammed the miniscule swashbuckler against the back of her throat and swallowed with a gulp. Holding a slender fingertip against the bump the much smaller elf’s body made on the outside of her neck, Sakaara practically purred as her finger traced a path down between her breasts and to her waiting stomach. She knew it’d take a bit of time before the spell started to work it’s “magic”…but she had plenty of other little snacks to keep her busy.
The satisfied sound that Sakaara made when her stomach started to get to work was enough to start waking up the rest of the party. The elf opened her eyes again and stared down, her cheeks bright red as she made her choice from the array of snacks before her – and it didn’t take long. The two rogues had woken up next to each other, looking around in a daze. Their tiny size made the grass appear like some strange tree – and their captor’s white thighs seemed more like walls than bodyparts. Even when two huge fingers came down from the sky and pressed the two girls together, they had no idea what had happened – until they saw the gigantic face of the elf holding them.
Sakaara licked her lips as she stared at the two female humans pinched between her fingers. The pair looked delicious, but Sakaara was so aroused by her newfound power that she couldn’t help but think about all the other potential uses for tiny people. Shifting her grip, the elf forced the two human girl’s faces against one another – grinding their bodies together as if the pair were making out. When the pair realised what the giant elf wanted they started to comply – mashing their tongues against each other in a desperate attempt to please the sorceress.
They gave their performance a lot of effort – but it only made things worse. Sakaara’s involuntary shiver at the sight of the girls almost made her drop them, but it didn’t take long for her to open her mouth wide. Throwing the two girls into the back of her throat, the comparatively giant sorceress swallowed the pair as soon as possible. The idea that the two were still embracing while inside her was too much – returning her hand to the ground, Sakaara bucked her hips forward involuntarily as her mind raced with salacious images.
At the ground beneath her legs, that simple motion turned into a rapidly moving solid wall – and she’d left the wizard too close to her crotch to stop herself in time. The soaking wet fabric that protected Sakaara’s “modesty” enveloped the tiny wizard in musky, dripping wet strands. Seconds later there was a pop as enough of Sakaara’s relatively enormous weight came down atop the tiny caster’s body. It wasn’t much stimulation through the fabric of her clothes, but Sakaara instantly realised what had happened – and came. The fact that an involuntary movement elicited from sexual pleasure was enough to kill a living being without her even feeling it filled the elf up with pleasurable sensations.
When Sakaara opened her eyes again, she realised that she was resting on her back. Giggling once again, the elf slowly raised her head up and stared down between her legs. The last remaining adventurer, the paladin, had stood up. It seemed like he was waiting for her to recover too, patiently praying to whatever higher power granted him his strength - not that it would mean anything in the face of his overwhelming size disadvantage. Sakaara’s lip curled up in a smirk as she stared down at the praying paladin – only to lazily trace a finger over her stomach.
She could still feel the pair she’d swallowed before struggling in her stomach, and the swashbuckler had finally finished digesting. She didn’t feel his final moments through her stomach, but through the magical reaction that took place instantly afterwards. She could feel the human’s spirit as it tried to leave for the afterlife…only to get caught by her body and digested like his tiny, miniscule form. She could feel her body filling up with life – a sensation of physical pleasure that was arousing even beyond the knowledge that she’d turned an entire living being into fuel for her growing body. She’d just had several orgasms…but this wellspring of life had restored her ardour as well. It was addictive, and she could get more of it by simply reaching out with her hand. So she did, grabbing the tiny snack in front of her and lifting it up to her face.
“FOR HEIRO-“
The paladin unsheathed his holy avenger and held it above his head as he jumped forward. The shining blade’s powerful magic blasted away the remnants of Sakaara’s potions – both the soporific and the shrinking poison. He could feel the strength returning to his limbs as the toxin started to fade away – but something was wrong. He could feel himself getting bigger…so why had the massive face in front of him remained the same size? Time seemed to slow for a moment as he took in the sight of the massive face before him – the elf’s big, shimmering blue eyes, the obvious flush in her cheeks…and her wide open mouth.
Sakaara herself had barely even noticed the paladin’s actions. Lost in the experience of her body expanding ever larger, her burning arousal and the sensation of her uncovered feet stretching out over the ground, she didn’t realise anything had happened until she felt a tiny body land on her tongue. Feeling her fingers slip together as the body atop her tongue failed to shrink, Sakaara quickly realised that the paladin had somehow broken her spell…but that it didn’t matter anyway. Flicking her head backwards, the delicate elf girl sent the paladin in her mouth flying against the back of her throat – and then down it.
Sakaara had a huge smile on her face now – she’d just finished off every last one of the morons she’d lured out here. Letting out a mock sigh, the giant elf held a finger against the rapidly diminishing bulge in her throat, the delicate tip tracing a path along her clear skin – pushing apart her breasts before circling around her navel. The growing sorceress noted with no small bit of satisfaction that her breasts had actually grown too – become just a bit bigger, rounder and perkier. Her cloak felt a bit different as it rested against her behind as well, and her physique seemed just a little bit more enticing. The change was remarkably subtle, but the elf’s powers of observation had grown in tune with the rest of her body, and she could feel every detail.
It didn’t take long for the sorceress’ clothes to feel the strain. Some of her equipment was magical and grew with her – but a lot of her robes weren’t. The fabric of her dress and underwear stretched out over her growing form, but they were no match for the ascendant giantess’ body. There was a tearing sound – and then a flutter of fabric that slowly fell to the ground as Sakaara’s finery lost the fight with her growing body. Her cloak was capable of providing a bit of modesty, but it was pushed aside as the elf couldn’t stop herself from teasing her crotch and breasts. Besides, who was going to stop her?
Looking up, Sakaara drank in the sight of her rising perspective. The tops of the trees seemed to be getting closer and closer to her point of view…until her body stretched above the tallest of them. Turning around to face the tower she’d used to lure the hapless adventurers out into the wild, the massive elf had a delighted smile on her face as her huge eyes rose up the decrepit structure – seeing through the windows to the tiny monsters inside. Feeling a slight poke against the inside of her stomach, the elf stared down past her chest – and gave it a quick poke with one finger.
As delightful all these events were to Sakaara, they were far less enticing to the people inside her. That simple flick of her head was enough to stun Theo for a few seconds, even through his enchanted plate. He returned to consciousness as he fell down the elf’s throat – which clamped down tightly enough on his body to leave his metal armour twisted and deformed. Thoroughly coated in saliva and crying out in pain as his body was compressed, the human paladin only struggled harder when he felt the elf’s massive finger brushed against his body…and it started to grow as he finished returning to his regular size. As he fell down into the giantess’ stomach, he instantly realised the danger he was in – she’d already started to digest the rest of his party, and the powerful, burning acid reached halfway up his thighs.
The two girls she’d eaten earlier were the only other people he could see(that were still people, at any rate), but they were steadily dwindling away as the sorceress grew and grew. There was nothing he could do for them, but he could still mount one final charge. Running as quickly as he could as his legs started to burn in the giantess’ stomach, Theo raised his sword above his head and swung it at the wall of Sakaara’s stomach…and despaired as it harmlessly bounced away. Then the giant “struck back” with a poke that knocked Theo on his back, leaving him completely below the level of the giantess’ stomach acid - and that was the end of him.
When Sakaara finally returned to consciousness, she realised that she’d stopped growing – and she was already huge. Comparing her foot to a tree before kicking it into the air with a laugh, the elf thought that she was somewhere around two hundred feet tall. She could see the tower next to her – and it wouldn’t even make a satisfying chair! It’d only take her a minute to reach the village she caught her food at…and she was feeling hungry. Taking her first step at her newfound size, Sakaara let out a sigh as her massive foot crashed into the ground. She could feel the difference that being a giant made; the way the earth yielded to her impossible weight and trees snapped like twigs. A single droplet of her sexual fluids was probably enough to drown or at least crush someone – the expression of her sexual pleasure could be lethal even if she wasn’t trying.
And now there was an entire village of potential snacks laid out before her feet.