This choice: The Mean, Muscular Giantess • Go Back...Chapter #5The Mean, Muscular Giantess by: ejones312   Name: Marsha Laejotunn
Age: 387 years (38.7 in human years)
Eyes: Green
Hair: Black
Height: 70' 10"
Weight: 520+ lbs.
Ethnicity: White/Caucasian
Backstory: Marsha Laejotunn is a fierce, muscular member of the giants, as well as one of the strongest giant warriors in the realm. Marsha is well-known among her people and kin for her power and using her giant axe in battle, but she is also known for her excessive pride for herself and her race, meaning she's not below discriminating any other races, including humans. Everyone knows she views the tiny humans as bugs or delectable morsels, and when she's hungry for them, she likes the fresh taste of the young ones.
Main Story:
Jack was taken aback by the appearance of the giant woman standing at her doorway.
The giantess was massive and muscular, especially around the abdominal area where one of the pecs alone was as big as his house. Her raven black hair, as dark as a curtain of the night, hung down to her shoulders. She wore a barbaric outfit, wearing thick leather over her massive breasts concealed tightly behind a metallic breastplate, chained by a pauldron armor on each of her shoulders. At her waist below her exposed midriff, she wore a belt strapping a flowing leather skirt, a giant brown loincloth wrapped tightly under the area between her muscular legs. At her knees and trailing down to her feet, she wore a pair of tall leather boots, wrapped tightly with pelts. She also wore a pair of heavy leather wristbands wrapped around her wrists as well.
To complete this intimidating appearance, the giantess wore a stone-hardened scowl which softened as her verdant eyes met Jack's tiny form, never minding the fear in the boy's eyes while hers shone an uneasy gleefulness. "Well, what do we have here? A little human bug has decided to intrude upon my home," she said with a cold, dominant tone. "So nice of you to drop in for breakfast, little worm, especially since little human children are a big part of my breakfast."
Jack didn't even think twice about escaping when he saw the barbaric giantess hungrily lick her chops. The boy quickly turned tail and made for the garden, but he couldn't get more than ten feet away when the giantess suddenly stomped her leather-covered foot right behind him, the shock knocking him to the ground. Jack found himself laying on his belly, and as he tried to get up, a giant feminine hand suddenly clamped in on him, four powerful fingers and a thumb holding him tightly while it lifted the screaming boy up and to the giantess's face.
The colossal woman eyed the boy in her fist like a predator before leaping in for the kill. She chuckled darkly, watching the young human pitifully try to escape her grasp, only for her to squeeze her fist and compact his body. "Now, look at this mess you've gotten yourself into. I bet you must've come all the way to the castle just to get a good look at the mistress on the outside," the giantess taunted, running her tongue over her upper set of teeth. "Now that you've seen her, how would you like to get a better look at her on the inside, little boy?"
The giantess's lips parted open wide, showing her young victim his possible next destination. The size of the giantess’s mouth frightened poor little Jack. The maw was like a cave deep under the sea, dark and wet where hardly any light shone inside its deeper darkness. Her tongue was like a giant pink serpent waiting for its next victim to devour, and the incisor teeth were the size of an executioner’s axe. Worse was the abyssal throat which led down to the boiling cauldron of the giantess’s stomach where her food dissolved underneath their burning juices.
“Please don’t eat me, Miss Giant!” Jack begged, cowering in the fist of his captor.
"Oh, I cannot guarantee that, little human boy. You see, I enjoy the consumption of those who are no bigger than the size of my hand, and little worms such as yourselves are no exception," the giantess said, whipping out her signature battle axe and striking the handle into the cloudy ground. Suddenly, her teasing seemed to have dissipated like sugar in water. "I am Marsha Laejotunn, your captor and your executioner. You have trespassed onto my home and I can only guess you wanted to steal my vegetables from my servants' garden or treasure within my home."
"N-No, Miss Giant, please, I was just..." The giantess squeezed her fist, choking Jack and stopping his defense.
"Silence, you little worm! You should not have come here so foolishly!" Marsha bellowed in Jack's face like thunder. "Many who have foolishly ventured onto my home have met similar fates. They were sliced apart by my axe, stamped beneath my mighty feet, or met their doom in the darkness of my stomach. Some have tried to escape, but they all had one thing in common, little worm: They have all failed, and for that, their lives have ended by my hand."
"P-Please..." Jack wheezed, his lungs feeling like they were collapsing, tears squeezed from his eyes.
"Now how shall I best punish a bug such as yourself?" Marsha rhetorically asked her young victim, wiggling the toes of her boots. "I suppose I could crush you under my feet. It seems fitting, seeing as you are the perfect size for it.
"Or..." Marhsa continued, moving Jack up over her face, shifting her hand so she pinched Jack at the back of his tunic, "I could always swallow you. You may be only a tiny morsel, but you've caught me during my breakfast, so you should be a part of it as well." For the second time, the barbaric giantess opened her maw and showed the dark, dank cave of her maw, blowing a hot gust of breath that made the boy wiggle frantically in her grasp.
"Or..." Marsha wondered, bringing Jack down to the level of her face, tilting her head and spreading a frightening grin on her beautiful face, "I could always keep you for my slave. I have a bunch of other tiny slaves who serve their mistress without question, and having one more couldn't hurt. Maybe you'll be better off as my insole, inside my loins, or as my toy, I'm sure I can find a better use for you."
The armored giantess pinched the back of Jack's tunic tightly while the boy in question slowed his struggles down as he realized the futility of it all. He realized that no matter what he did, the giantess would have the upper hand. Alongside her strength and size, Marsha also displayed a clear sense of pride and dominance towards him and anyone else his size and age. He was nothing but a bug, an edible morsel, or even a toy for his gigantic captor. Whatever happened to him was up to Marsha Laejotunn, the devourer and dominator giant warrior woman.
What happens next?
1.) Marsha brings Jack in as her own personal slave (he meets other young people of the realm who have been forced into slavery).
2.) Jack attempts to reason with the giantess to spare his life and his freedom.
3.) Jack escapes Marsha's grasp, but he must make it to the beanstalk with Marsha in pursuit!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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