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Chapter #12

Out of the Frying Pan...

    by: Vintovka Author IconMail Icon
Upon hearing those words you immediately freeze in place. Your eyes dart between the other giantesses in the room, still sitting around and talking. At the very least it seemed like nobody else has noticed this giantess's call to arms. Now that your fears of being swarmed by a horde of giantesses have been allayed, you look up at the giantess whose attention you unfortunately have.

Your eyes trail up from her white socks and roll up her incredibly toned, tan legs. She stands astride you, making you feel as though you're in an old Egyptian temple as your gaze reaches the top of her legs and hits her black panties. You continue craning backwards though and see her bending at the waist, her gold cheer uniform covering an excellently-developed body. Sticking out the top, somehow drawing even more attention was her beautiful, well-chiseled face with dark red hair pulled back in a braid and magnificent glacial eyes peering down at you.

In fact, you were so entranced that you didn't even notice her hand reaching down until it was too late. All you had time to see before being encased in darkness was a toned, brown bicep belying the strength of this giantess compared even to people her size. The darkness lasts only a moment however, and when you can see again you're mere inches from your captor's face. She smiles broadly, revealing her pearl white teeth, and looks away from you for a moment. "Hey Anni, I'm not feeling so well all of a sudden, I may just hang out in here for a bit," she says over your head.

She quickly turns her attention back to you though, and gives you a firm poke with her index finger, knocking you onto your back. "I'm Fulda," she announces, "and you're mine." A devilish grin appears on her face as it looms over you.

You have the following choices:

1. She wants to play a game now

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2. She waits to get home

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