This whole situation was still so hard to grasp, your mind scrambling to comprehend it all. One moment you were safe and sound at home, sleeping in your bed, and the next you were here, in this enormous tower with a giantess of a woman. If Ranni even was a woman, that is. She was stunningly beautiful, in an unearthly sort of way, but her blue features and four arms definitely hinted that she was something far beyond human. If you had to bet, you would guess you were somewhere far, far from Earth right now. This was downright insane!
"This…this can’t be real.” You muttered. “This isn’t happening. This is…this has to be just a dream!”
"Doth thou honestly thinkest this is but a mere dream?" Ranni’s eye narrowed and you shivered under its piercing gaze. The blue hand cradling you in its palm rose higher, holding you level with the ethereal woman’s face. “If thou truly believes it so, I would be more than happy to make clear the reality of thy situation to thee.” Her breath swirled over your body. You felt the gusts of wind buffeting your cheeks and blowing your clothes about. The sound of the air being pushed past her lips was like that of a hurricane.It certainly felt real for a dream.
You weren’t sure exactly how Ranni planned to prove this whole bizarre situation was real to you, but from the look on her face you doubted it would be pleasant. The witch apparently did not like it when others questioned her existence.
“Well? Shall I show you this is no dream, small one?” Ranni asked again as you were frozen with fear. Out of the corner of your eye you could see another one of her hands drifting towards you.
“N-No, Ranni!” You squeaked. “You don’t have to, I promise! I know this is real!” Despite your claims the other hand continued to approach you and you braced for what it would do to you. Just another few seconds and it would make contact with you.
You whimpered as the tip of her finger gently brushed against your cheek.
You let out the breath you didn’t realize you’d been holding as the blue digit gently stroked your face. In front of you, you could see the faintest hint of a smile tugging at Ranni’s lips.
“Such a fractured reply.” The giantess mused. “Art thou afraid of me, traveler?"
"No, I-I'm not afraid." You replied, hoping to placate the witch of the moon.
"Do not lie to your keeper, small one. My patience hath limits, you would doest well to remember that. Thy eyes betray thy fear. It is logical after all, to fear one my size at yours.” All of a sudden the palm cradling you began to descend at a rapid pace, hurtling towards the stone floor. Your balance quickly vanished and you found yourself teetering around in Ranni’s palm. You nearly fell out when your body was enveloped in a pale, ethereal glow the color of moonlight, halting your descent. You felt your shrunken form lifted out of Ranni’s hand by an unseen force and gently deposited on the floor before her feet.
Ranni reclined on her throne and stretched out her foot before you. Her legs were long and slender, her skin a perfect azure. Her thighs were shapely and round, and her calves were toned and taut. She lifted her foot up and pressed the ball of her heel against your chest.
"Look at the size of my feet. They're bigger than thy whole body."
You were speechless as you gazed at her. Ranni smirked and moved her toes closer to your face.
"Even my toes are longer than thou art tall." The witch continued.
She wiggled her toes in front of you. Your face was turning bright red as you tried not to look away.
"Would thou like to touch them?" asked Ranni.
"T-touch your... your..."
"Yes, my new possession, thou mayst touch my foot."
Your body shivered and your legs shook. Your heart raced and your mouth went dry. Your hands trembled as you reached out and touched the bottom of her foot. Her skin was smooth and soft. Your fingers glided across the warm surface, mesmerized by the giantess’s alien beauty.
"Doest thou like it?" asked Ranni.
You nodded, unable to speak. Ranni’s smile widened and she pressed her foot down upon you. You gasped as the weight of her foot forced the air out of your lungs. She moved her foot from side to side and watched as you squirmed beneath her sole.
"How does it feel, traveler? It is truly an honor to find thyself beneath my foot. Does it makest thou feel insignificant?"
You gulped and nodded again.
"I know what thou art thinking, small one. How can a foot be so beautiful? So delicate and graceful? How canst it be used in such a cruel manner? But tis not just any foot. This is the foot of a goddess, and thou art lucky enough to have her bestow her grace upon thee."
Ranni began to rub her toes against your cheek. You felt a shiver run through your body as her big toe brushed across your lips. You tried to pull away, but her foot followed your movements and continued to caress your face.
"How does it feel, tiny one? To have a goddess's toes rubbing against thy face? Canst thou feel the chill of my skin? Canst thou smell a goddess’s scent? Canst thou taste the saltiness of her sweat?"
Your mind was reeling as the sensations overwhelmed you. Ranni's big toe was tracing circles around your body. You felt the sharpness of her nail against your body. You felt the warmth of her skin. The softness of her flesh.
"Yes," whispered Ranni. "It is true. My foot is a weapon of torture and destruction. It is a symbol of power. Of might. Of control. And now you know what it feels like."
The foot on top of you pressed even harder against you. Despite your best efforts, you felt your little friend begin to stiffen at the intimate contact with the wall of soft, blue, feminine flesh. The giant Lunar Princess quirked an eyebrow at you.
"Oh?" she murmured, "what's this? What an unexpected surprise."
A smirk appeared on her face as she wiggled her big toe, rubbing the underside of your member.
"Mmmm..."You groaned.
Ranni's expression darkened. She lifted her foot and pressed it down against you.
"Be silent," she hissed. "Not another word."
Her toes tightened around your waist. You winced and clenched your teeth. Ranni smiled as she saw your discomfort.
"It seems I am not the only one who is excited," said Ranni. "Tell me, traveler, are you aroused by your new keeper? Doest the feeling of my foot light the fires of thine arousal?"
You were mortified. Your cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“I asked thee a question, small one. And recall, I do not tolerate lies from ones under my care.” Ranni spoke pointedly. “Answer me.”
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