“Is it that one?” Lynn asked, pushing the baggage cart forwards on the uneven ground. 

“I think so, that’s the license plate,” Ava replied, dragging her own suitcase in one hand while looking at their reservation paper in the other. She had given Aiden back to her mom, and in the rush, she had just put him in her handbag with their father. Ava only hoped that her little brother wouldn’t rat her out. Regardless, she followed her mother to their van, cringing as she struggled with the trolley. 

“Excuse me, is this the van for the Three Jewel Tour?” Lynn asked a man standing by the vehicle. He pushed off from the side where he had been leaning and flashed a bright smile her way.

“It is indeed madam,” Andre beamed, “Can I help you with your bags?”

“Yes, thank you,” Lynn sighed in relief, wiping the sweat from her brow, “Is there air con in there?”

“Yes ma’am, I’ll switch it on as soon as I’ve put these away,” he said, wheeling the trolley with some effort to the back of the van and popping open the boot.

“Thank you,” Lynn replied, then turning to her daughter, “Help the nice man would you, Ava, I need to sit down.”

The tall blonde walked back around to the side to the van and pulled open the door. 

***

The sudden movement of the wall of the van woke Donald from his trance. He had been frustrated and a little crestfallen, but all that was now replaced with awe as he observed the woman who was joining them. The light flooding in behind the giantess reduced her to a silhouette, but even so there was enough to stare at. The huge figure was larger than that of any giantess he had ever seen before, with hips wide enough to fill the opening in the vehicle. The light curved around her bare legs, following the contours of her colossal thighs as she set one foot into the van, causing the whole chassis to sag to one side. 

***

Lynn climbed into the van, crouching to stop her head from hitting the frame. She could already tell that she would struggle to stand inside, but that was not unusual for her. The semi-dark interior of the van boded well for its ability to block out the sun, but with the bright outside she had just come from, her vision took time to adjust. She did however see a stack of bright white towels on the front row of seats. Finally, she thought, something to combat the heat. 

***

Donald was still gaping in awe as Lynn got her second leg into the van. Bent in two to fit inside the vast space, she turned side-on to the row of seats and he got a true look at her full figure: the exceptionally long span of her body, the massive bosom that shot forward over her narrow abdomen, and the tremendous ass that now swung over him. As she moved over the seat he was standing on, the light no longer obscured the details and Donald was able to see every scratch on the bottom of her denim shorts, the faded blue material stretched over her curved rear. 

Of course, he had assumed that she had seen him, and that she was merely shuffling over to the next seat, but when the giantess’s ass stopped directly over him and her legs moved apart, Donald understood that he was in trouble. Even with her knees apart, the giantess’s thighs nearly came together, forming a complete wall before him. Donald guessed that the width of the seat was around two feet, and the titanic ass above him covered it all. He had foolishly remained in the middle of it for too long, and he knew that he wouldn’t be able to escape it. Donald turned to look at his family, his wife starring back at him with eyes wide with panic. 

In the next moment Lynn sat down, her colossal butt colliding with the cushion and flattening it. The insignificant figure of the man disappeared beneath her, not putting up the slightest bit of resistance. He flipped onto his side at the last moment and felt a sharp pain shoot through him as the immeasurable weight of the giantess passed through his collarbones, compressing his body in the sweltering embrace of her rear. The denim was stretched too tightly to follow her curves into her ass crack, but the thick seam that was crushing him assured Donald that that was where he was. Her massive cheeks bulged out to the sides as she sat and formed a solid mass over him. 

Donald wanted to cry out in pain as the jeans suddenly shifted over him, the rough fibers ripping at his body. Lynn twisted around to the side to face the door, impatiently waiting for the driver to come and turn on the fans. She twisted her rear into the seat as she did so, grinding the tiny man underneath without a second thought. Tired of waiting, she reached behind her for a towel. 

***

Allison was still watching, utterly aghast as the immense blonde smothered her husband. She wanted to yell, to scream, but the lump in her throat wouldn’t allow her to. She was frightened, like she hadn’t been in a long time. Allison had lived far from anyone giant as a child, protected by her parents from the beastly things, and when she had gotten married, Donald had made sure to continue her protection. She reached out for her son, to hold him and protect him from the danger, then turned to check on her daughters. 

“Where’s Nicole?” she asked quietly, glaring at Jessica, who remained silent, also too absorbed in what was happening to her father.

“WHERE IS NICOLE!” Allison snapped her daughter out of it with a shriek. Jessica simply looked up. Allison turned to see the giantess’s hand coming towards them at an alarming speed. The tiny mother bundled her son beside her and dove for the cushion, throwing her body over her son. The gargantuan fingers passed overhead however, reaching the towel on top of the stack. Allison watched, covering her son’s eyes as the hand messily grabbed the neatly folded towel and swung it towards the giantess.

Mrs. Davison was reassured that the danger had passed, but Jessica was still screaming her sister’s name. Where was the other twin?

***

Lynn was almost refreshed from just touching the towel: they had been moistened and then cooled to a nice, fresh temperature. The Australian woman was used to the dry heat back home, but this humidity was getting to her and giving her a splitting headache. She pressed the towel against her forehead, relishing the feeling of it on her skin. 

***

Nicole held on to the cold fibers as she shot through the air. She cursed her sister for daring her to climb the towel tower, and cursed herself for not leaping off of it when she saw the giantess’s hand approaching. Now however, she was moving too quickly to let go and risk being thrown to the ground. She found herself rising quickly and before she knew it, was dangling in front of her face. 

Stray locks of blonde hair had escaped the tight bun she had tied on her head, and a few stuck to her face, held there by a thick coating of sweat that was oozing from her body. Her cloudy eyes were huge, almost as big as Nicole was, but they looked right past her, not noticing her tiny body amidst the creases of the towel. The slightly rounded face compensated for her age and made her look rather young, but the astute 21-year-old noticed the creases in the corners of her eyes and guessed that she must have been her mother’s age. 

Without warning, the cool towel was thrust forwards and Nicole screamed as she was pushed against the enormous woman’s forehead. The heat radiating from her skin was bad enough, but the miniscule young woman instantly felt the beads of sweat on the giantess’s body explode against her and soak into the towel around her. The fresh, cool material quickly became a lot less fresh and a lot more moist. But the worst was yet to come. Nicole opened her mouth to scream at this beastly titan, but all this earned her was a mouthful of the sweat: she was wiped across Lynn’s brow in a slow sweep. 

A moan of relief escaped her lips as the 38-year-old woman cherished the cool on her overheating body. The towel seemed to suck the heat from her body and clear her head instantly, but she wanted more. The towel separated from her face and a thoroughly disgusted Nicole was finally able to gasp a breath of fresh air as she hurtled through the air. 

“Ewwww! That was the most disgusting …” she started to protest.

Allison caught a glimpse of her other daughter as the massive folded towel descended from the goddess’s head. Even being so far away from her on the next seat, she could appreciate the enormity of this newcomer. The tiny woman’s maternal instincts were screaming at her to charge at this beast, but even that couldn’t convince her to approach her. The giantess’s massive ass alone was at least 10 stories tall and the rest of her was proportionately colossal. Even had Allison attempted to assault this behemoth, she would hardly even have been noticed. She watched now with tears streaming from her eyes as she saw where the towel was headed. 

It all happened too fast for Nicole to even finish her sentence. She and the towel were pulled down through the air across the woman’s enormous chest, her thick breasts gleaming with perspiration in the open top of her clothing. She watched the giantess raise her arm, the enormous limb stretching for miles across her line of sight. Nicole was thrust forwards, speeding towards the colossal torso of her captor with no sign of slowing down. Her mouth was still open in protest when the 1-inch tall 21-year-old crashed into the pallid skin of Lynn’s armpit. 

The heat here made her forehead seem like a winter meadow, the heavy, humid heat hitting Nicole like a brick wall. She was pushed into the soft flesh along with the towel, tiny stumps of recently shaved hair jabbing at her body. As soon as the girl was pressed against it, the titanic woman’s skin released its stores of sweat: the hot fluid oozing out of her pores and thoroughly soaking the towel … and the helpless young woman. 

Lynn sighed as the cool towel did wonders for her pit, cooling her body like an ice bath. As she relaxed, her arm came down, trapping the towel between it and her body as her hand was freed to withdraw. Nicole screamed and struggled in her panic as the pressure on her increased, pressing her deeper into the vile flesh of the goddess. Salty sweat stung her eyes and dried her tongue out as it forced its way into her. She gulped a disgusting mouthful of the liquid just to be able to then breathe, but trapped in the fleshy prison, she could draw in no fresh air: only the stale scent of Lynn’s body odor entered her lungs. 

Her pathetic struggles went unnoticed as Lynn relaxed into her seat. Her shift was painfully felt by Donald Davison who was still stuck underneath her, the colossal butt not giving him any chance to recover as it continued to smother him against the seat. A smile spread across her lips as she settled in, thinking that the trip might not be so bad after all. She thought about pulling her husband and son out of her bag and maybe giving them some relief from the heat too. She thought about getting herself a second towel, but thought better of it: after all, there would be other passengers who would want them as well. 

“Honey, grab yourself a towel, they are divine,” she said as Ava came around to the door. Her daughter leaned to one side to look past her at the stack of towels and her eyes went wide. 

“What the …” Lynn started as she turned, following her daughter’s gaze to the towels, her hips swivelling and grinding the tiny man under her once again, subjecting him to another taste of pure agony as her unimaginable weight continued to compress him. She too was shocked when she noticed the tiny little figures huddled together on the seat, their tiny bodies turned towards her. Lynn went dead silent as one of the tiny people stood up and met her eye. 

“Get away from my family!” the tiny woman yelled, defiantly standing up to the goddess several thousand times her size. Lynn was taken aback at first and had no idea what she was talking about so froze. This however, only seemed to anger the tiny woman more.

“Take my daughter out of your fucking armpit!” Allison yelled, stepping forward as menacingly as she could at her size. This cued more of a reaction from Lynn as she glanced down at her armpit where the towel was still trapped. She suddenly noticed the minute feeling of something tickling her and her jaw dropped. She raised her arm and gazed in horror at the minuscule figure glued under her arm as she pulled away the cool towel. Her tiny form was pressed face-first into the soft skin, her little clothes drenched in a vile mixture of water and sweat. Mercifully, her tiny body was still breathing, although each one came with a convulsion of her body. 

Covering her mouth her one hand to suppress her shock, Lynn dropped the towel carelessly onto the seat and pinched the tiny girl off her body between her finger and thumb. She quickly placed her onto the seat, as close to the stack of towels as she dared reach. As soon as her towering fingers withdrew, Allison shot towards her daughter. 

“I’m … I’m okay mom,” Nicole gasped, wiping the fluids from her face and savouring the hot, fresh air. 

“Did she hurt you Nikki?” Allison demanded, knelling beside her as the twin sat up. Her hair was thick with the scent of the giantess’s body odour and her face was red with the exertion of having nearly suffocated. Still, she shook her head after checking her body over: the ordeal had only harmed her pride. Despite this, Allison turned to face the giantess again, rage burning in her eyes. 

“Watch what you’re doing next time, you oaf!” Allison yelled, “And get off my husband!”

Lynn was shocked, still reeling from the onslaught of abuse coming from the angry little woman. She was not used to being yelled at, and would never take something like this sitting down, but she felt truly guilty. The giantess was more than aware of how dangerous it was for tiny people, like her own son, so she couldn’t forgive herself for putting another mother’s child in danger. So she listened.

“Hello? Did you not hear me?” Allison yelled at the startled blonde, “Get you fat ass off of my husband!”

Lynn shot to her feet so quickly that her head hit the inside of the van. The sudden motion gave Allison enough time to see Donald’s body on the cushion. She swore as she reached for her head, suddenly angry with herself for hurrying. She fell back onto the seat, her enormous ass crashing into the cushion and swallowing the tiny man up again. Alison would have screamed but the force of the giantess’s slam sent shockwaves beneath her and threw her a few inches into the air. She landed in a heap on her side, her groan drowned out by the much louder sound of the blonde woman’s pain. 

The giantess rubbed her head for a few seconds before remembering why she stood up in the first place. This time, instead of standing, she tilted her hips, raising her colossal right ass cheek off the cushion. She couldn’t see the tiny figure on the seat but guessed that the little woman had by the way she was scrambling towards her. With little regard for her own safety, Allison rushed under the shadow of the giantess’s rear, towards her husband.

Donald was lying on his back, his breathing ragged and his limbs not moving. His figure had sunken into the cushion under Lynn’s enormous weight. Allison stopped for only a moment to check that her husband was okay before dragging him out into the light. The slight crater created by the giantess’s butt cheek made it a little more difficult, but with some unknown source of energy and adrenaline, Allison managed to get him out from underneath the other woman to a place where even she could see him. Lynn slowly sat down again, her eyes fixed on the little couple, their children huddled together on the next seat.