As she was busy gathering ingredients to make something, James decided to walk around and explore his surroundings from this new perspective. He walked over towards the edge of the counter to look off into the living room area. It was incredible. It looked just like any normal apartment he's been in before back home, just blown up to insane proportions. The TV looked like it was the size of 10 iMAX screens put together. The couch, probably fit 3-4 people of her size, looked like it could fit 3 football stadiums from home on it. Then, as he started to look down, he got queasy. He never was the biggest fan of heights, and looking down from where he was standing, didn't help. He gulped and slowly moved back from the ledge and walked back towards the safety of the center of the counter.

He made his back to the phone and keys to relax once more. He sat there and watched this woman he just met and decided to trust his life with move about the kitchen and make a meal. He had already noticed her prominent bust, but when she was facing away he saw that she had a nice ass too. He started to daydream about how she would look next to him in normal circumstances. She was definitely his type, the complexion, looks, and so far, personality. He sat and started to compare her height to the height of other items in the kitchen, and given that in his home and where he lined up with most items in his kitchen, surmised that if they were the same size, she couldn't be much more that 5'2'' or 5'3''. It rocked his mind though, because compared to him now, she was like the size of the statue of liberty. He remembered back in grade school taking a field trip to Ellis island, and when walking up to the base of it, the amazement and wonder he felt staring up. He was feeling those same emotions and feelings again now, and this time, the monument was a living beautiful woman!

"Okay, I hope you like mac n cheese!" she said cheerfully, turning around to face him and catch him ogling at her once again. She noticed it earlier and couldn't help but find it kind of cute. She clearly didn't mind or expect him not to stare given the circumstances he was in.

James snapped out of his trance. Shit. He was staring again. He didn't want to offend or insult her.

"Uh .. yeah ha-ha, sounds great to me!" He said nervously.

She put her bowl down first the counter where she would sit and he walked up waiting for her to return with something for him to use to eat. The bowl was 3x his height above him and had the circumference on an above ground swimming pool. He could see the steam rising above it from the mac n cheese. The warm scent of cheddar cheese filled the air around him as well. He felt his stomach rumble and started to salivate from the smell.

She returned with 2 water bottle caps and placed them down in front of him and her food bowl. She then took the one cap and filled it with some what appeared to be iced tea. The other, she spooned a noodle or 2 from her bowl with some cheese into and placed it in front of him. He looked at the food in amazement. The noodle itself was the size of his lower leg!

"Sorry, but I don't have anything for you to really eat it with. Here's a piece of napkin to use to wipe your hands down though!" She said as she ripped a small corner of her own napkin off and placed next to him.

He watched as her massive index and thumb moved towards him to place the napkin. They were the size of tree trunks to him! He quivered at the thought of how much power she must have and how easily she could hurt him with a simple digit if he really wanted to.

"Thanks! Yeah I guess I'm going to get a little messy here huh ha-ha" He said with a chuckle. He went to go reach to grab the noodle but the heat emanating from it clearly showed that it wasn't ready to be touched so he stopped and retracted. Madison noticed this and felt bad for him, not realizing it would be too hot.

"Here, let me help you" she said as she grabbed the bottle cap containing the noodles and blew on it lightly to cool it down.

He felt her warm breath wash over him once more while she did this. It was such an odd sensation he thought to himself having something, or he should say someone, so large blow air at him. Her breath didn't stink at all and the sensation of warm humid air coming from her felt kind of pleasing and calming to him. And unlike earlier when the gust from a laugh almost knocked him over, this was a pleasant force to tolerate. He watched her mouth and plush lips continue to blow on the food, and unknowingly to her, on him. Her lips were plump and full in a natural way. He saw flashes of white of her teeth on each inhale she took. He guessed that they were almost the size of his torso, which would be a lot more of a terrifying thought, if they were not associated with this gorgeous goddess.

"There ya go, that should be much better now" she said with a motherly type tone and smile.

They sat there in silence eating away at their food for a little. He would glance up at times to catch her staring at him in a way that a child looks at a newfound amazement. She would try to act like she wasn't and pretend she was looking at something else, but at her size, he could tell, and it was hard for her to hide it. He continued to eat his food until he couldn't bear it anymore. He looked over to see what he had finished, and it was only half of a noodle. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Never thought I'd see the day where I couldn't even eat a piece of macaroni" he joked.

"Yeah well I very much doubt that macaroni for you is a ¼ of the size of you thought!'' she responded.

"Do you think I could get a box for it?" He asked to keep the lighthearted and fun dialogue going.

He was met with a beautiful smile and laugh as she looked back down at him and sarcastically responded with, "Yeah, I think I may just be able to do that for you."

As she started to clean up her mess and the "mess" he had made, which to her, was the size of a pin head, he tried to get comfortable and relax on the cold hard counter surface, but found it hard to do so.

"Oh, um here, let me get something for you or, uhh, take you to a more comfortable spot. Do you or would you mind I moved you to the living room? I can put you on a pillow so you can relax a bit better?"

He wasn't sure how to respond. He didn't like the idea of being manhandled so simply and not to mention the heights, but what other choice did he have? He couldn't just sit on the counter the whole night.

"Yeah, uh sure, guess it beats the counter huh?" he said in a nervous chuckle.

"Okay, um, here you can crawl onto my hand and I'll slowly walk you over!"

She placed her hand down in front of him and waited for him to move towards it. She didn't want to rush him or move to close to him to make him feel uneasy. He got up and walked up to it slowly. He took a big step up onto her palm and sat down and looked in awe at the size comparison to him. He could lay across its width wise and still fit on it. Her middle finger was taller and bigger than he was, hell, all her fingers looked like the size of tree trunks to him. He felt the softness of her skin as well as he sat himself down. The details of the creases and lines in her hand this close up was incredible. The heat emanating of it made comforted him along with the scent of a pleasant floral lotion she must use to keep her hands this delicate and soft. It's the only thing that filled his nose. He looked back up at her after re-composing himself from being lost in and hypnotized by it all and saw she was staring back at him in a kind way, with a hint of lust almost. He nodded to her that he was good and got ready for the feeling of being lifted up and moved in a way he never would have thought he would be before.

She looked down at him and couldn't believe what she was seeing. An adult man, stepping up and sitting in her palm. She could lightly feel each step he took, and him settle himself down as he sat. He was just a little under the size of her index finger! He sat down in the middle of her palm and looked back up at her. She felt so powerful yet so protective. Here was this man, a stranger, just completely trusting his life in her literal hands. As he sat in the middle of her palm and looked up, she saw him nod and give the go ahead to move him. She very slowly and carefully raised her hand up to her chest level, to keep an eye on him and slowly moved the short distance to her couch.

He felt his stomach drop when she started to elevate her hand up to move. When she stopped at her chest level, he couldn't help but break eye contact to look what was right in front of him. He had always considered himself a tits man, more than an ass man, and being so he loved larger breasts. He had experienced some large ones in the past, but before him, was a site to behold. His affirmations about them being the size of homes were confirmed. Before him sat the largest tits he never would have imagined seeing. They were busting out of the top of her bra and shirt. He couldn't begin to imagine how much just one of them weighed. He looked towards her cleavage and imagined being stuck in there. They were pressed together so much by the lack of room the bra provide that he could easily be nestled in there without worry of moving or falling through to an untimely death. When she took her first slow step, he saw them move and jiggle slightly. He felt his crotch growing and tried his best to cover it up or adjust without making it noticeable. He finally broke his stare from her magnificent tits, to realize that she was watching him the whole time. He started to blush and turn red, she had to of known he was ogling her this time.

She looked down and saw that he broke his eye contact away and was staring at her breasts. She didn't blame him though and to be honest, she kind of liked the idea of him being so enamored by her. She could only imagine how they must look to him at his size. The thought of him being atop of them entered her head. She imagined him crawling on her, next to her nipples and how they must look next to him. As she did, she felt herself starting to get turned on and wet down below. She snapped herself out of it and smiled playfully back down at him as if to let him know its alright he was staring. Normally she ignored or hated it from other men, but something about James at his size, was very endearing.

He saw her playfully smile back in response to him staring and was confused. Was she really okay with it? She obviously had to have seen he was. As these thoughts filled his head, he felt the sensation of that just like an elevator descending to lower floors. Finally, she placed her hand down carefully atop of her pillow that she had placed on the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Go ahead, you're all set! That'll be $10 for the fare." She playfully said

"Ah geeze, can you add it to my tab?" He responded with as he slowly crawled off her hand and onto the pillow she had placed. It was a much better surface to sit on than the counter. Once he was off, she got back up and headed back into the kitchen for something. She quickly returned with a bottle of wine and the same water bottle cap for him.

"I don't know about you, but after today and what happened, I think a glass of wine is in order, wouldn't you say?"

"Yeah, id have to agree with you on that!"

She poured herself a tall glass of wine and then a small amount into the cap and placed it next to James gently on the pillow.

"So, where you're from, everyone is your size?" She asked bluntly diving right into conversation.

"Uh yeah ha-ha, we are all roughly this size you know give or take, and definitely no one as large as you ha-ha, I mean uh, you know, uhh.." he responded with as he nervously tried to re-word his answer so that he didn't sound rude or mean for calling her large.

"It's okay, ha-ha, I get what you're trying to say I understand. I'm not offended" she said reassuringly.

They started talking about there lives. Their homes, jobs, friends, families, each both finding it incredible that their worlds, customs, culture and everything were essentially the same, besides for the obvious size fact. He found it incredible that he was able to comfortably talk with this beautiful towering stranger after just meeting her. How they had similar likes and hobbies and were getting a long so well. If it weren't that she towered hundreds of feet over him, they would probably hit it off really well together. He also started to detect a flirtatious tone in her voice too. Not a heavy one or strong one, but after his experience with woman in his office, there was definitely something there. Was this because she was starting to feel the wine, or was she actually interested, hell, even attracted to him at his size?! She was laughing at his stupide jokes and never had her smile leave her face. He could see her eyes exploring his tiny body too. Occasionally, glancing at his arms or broad chest. She must have thought he wouldn't notice, but as her size to him, everything was noticeable. After she had gotten up and grabbed the second bottle of wine, he decided to ask her about why she didn't just leave him at the lab where she found him.

"Listen, earlier, you said that you took me back because I'd be safer than being at the lab. Why? Wouldn't they be able to send me back?" He asked.

Her smile she adorned the whole time faded away for the first time. Had he upset her?

"Listen, the man I work for, Dr. Volpe, has been studying this science and testing it for years. He had us all in the lab working towards this to reach other universes or dimensions to make contact, share ideas, and help each other. I, and everyone there, were foolish enough to believe him. Just today after our test to reach your portal supposedly failed, I went to share the data with him and overheard a conversation he was having on the phone. He said that anyone or thing that came through on any contact would be immediately sent to a lab for testing and examinations. That didn't sound like a way t share ideas or help." She said with a saddened tone to her voice.

"When everyone had left and I was finishing up, you flashed through. I was terrified at first, but as I walked up, I looked down and saw you. Hell, I thought you were a toy at first ha-ha. Then when I realized you were actually alive, the thought of them probing and analyzing and testing on you seemed cruel and horrible to me. I couldn't allow that, and especially with you being so defenseless, no offense. So, I made the decision to bring you back and here we are now. Not sure where to go from here. They'll see on Monday that it arced and reactivated when they were gone, I'll just have to convince them for now that nothing came through."

She sounded relieved in a sense to get that off her chest. James was in shock. This stranger, risked her career, and hell maybe even more, for him and his safety.

"Jesus, well thank you. Really. I appreciate the thought and help. Definitely would prefer this over being in some lab and scared and alone ha-ha" he chuckled.

"Plus not to mention, you're kinda cute soo.." she let slip. She started to blush. A living giantess blushing was one of the oddest sights James ever saw. Did she really think he, a barely 3'' tall man to her, was cute? He couldn't believe it. She seemed embarrassed and quick to change the subject.

"Uhh here, let me grab you some more wine" she said as she reached for his cap. She quickly poured the wine and went to place it back but mistakenly dropped it right as she descended towards him. The cap full of red wine came pouring down over the top of James' head, covering him in the pinot noir, soaking him from head to toe. It was a cap full to her, but him it was a few gallons worth.

"Oh shit! Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Here uh, take this napkin I'll grab some more. Get your clothed off so I can wash them. I'll grab a piece of cloth for you!" She said as she nervously and hastily moved to clean up the mess she made.

James wasn't upset though. He knew it was an accident. As she got up and ran to get more stuff to clean it up, he started to strip his clothes off. The wine was already causing him to be sticky and covered everything. He removed his shirt, pants, shoes and socks. He refrained from taking his briefs off, and even though he wasn't naked, covered himself up from feeling so exposed.

"Here, I grabbed a wet paper towel and a cloth for you to u-‘' she was saying as she was caught off guard from James half naked form standing there. Her guess that he was well built, and fit were confirmed. She could see, even with him being no bigger that her pinky, a well defined and built man. She saw the definition in his arms, his square and fit chest, and a 6-pack that looked like it belonged on a soccer player. He was covering himself up, but she could even tell he had a cute butt too. She couldn't believe how attractive he was, even at his size. She finally snapped herself from her gazing and proceeded to handed him some stuff to clean himself and cover himself up.

James smirked at her eyeing him up and down. If he noticed it earlier with her trying to hide it, now it was plain as day. Something about having an attractive woman towering over you eyeball your body was quite the confidence booster. Even still it was rather intimidating at the same time. He wrapped the cloth around him and used the napkin to try and pat himself down, but it still wasn't enough to clean him completely, and Madison could tell too.

"Alright, well now that that's cleaned, I think we both need to be cleaned up from today. Here, I'll bring you in the bathroom and we'll figure something out for you" she said as she lowered her hand next to him.

His mind was racing, what did she mean both of them to be cleaned? At the same time surely not. He got on slowly and sat down as she raised him up once more to her chest level. He was once again faced with her beautiful huge bouncing breasts as she walked towards the bathroom. Now just being in his briefs, it was impossible to hide his crotch growing with each of her steps. She looked down while he tried not to stare and look around and noticed his bulge too and smirked and looked ahead, pretending not to notice or see. Clearly though, he was enjoying his sights.

"Okay so I have an idea, here, wait here and I'll be right back" she said to him as she placed him down on the vanity in the bathroom.

"I'll be right back" she said as she winked and walked out the door.

James' mind raced with the possibilities of what would happen next. For now, all he could do was wait for what would happen next and where the night would go.