As the steam blows away, you’re able to see something so massive, you’re surprised you didn’t see it before. An absolutely giant woman. She’s submerged up to the waist in a large pool of hot water. Her bronze skin is glistening with sweat and moisture, making her muscles more pronounced and shiny. Her long black hair flows down and coils in the water around her body. Her chest is adorned by two massive breasts that are fully exposed, allowing you to see their full size. They were huge just from belonging to a 30 something foot woman, but even relative to her size, they made you grateful yours weren’t THAT comically big.
“Like what you see?”
Then a deep, seductive voice brings your eyes up to meet two massive golden saucers. No wait, those are the giantess’s eyes looking down at you. They’re accompanied by a slight smirk.
You gulped in silence. You hadn’t really prepared to be spotted by this giantess. Let alone caught staring. You then cover up your chest as if your modesty was what needed protecting at the moment.
“S-Sorry, I didn’t mean to-”
“Gawk?” the giantess interrupted.
“I-I didn’t mean any-”
The giantess suddenly laughed. It was a surprisingly soft yet hypnotizing noise from her. “Do not apologize, smalling. I would be disappointed if you didn’t admire the magnificence of a giant's body.”
You blinked in surprise. “What?”
“I understand. Smallings like you have to live together, surrounded only by others as weak as you. But when faced with something greater than yourselves, you gape and tremble in awe. Such is the natural way of living things. I understand.” The giantess laid back further while flexing her shoulders and pecs.
“Uh… Yeah, I guess.” You couldn’t take your eyes off her body. She in response raised an intrigued eyebrow.
“Hah! You never saw one of my kind, have you?” The giantess flexes her biceps for you. “Well then, enjoy the view. You may call me Velthara. Remember it as the name of the first giant you get to witness the magnificent strength of.”
Still intimidated and with your face heated, but not from the hot spring, you introduce yourself. “I’m-”
“You don’t need to give me your name. You’re a tiny smalling, and that’s all I need to know.” With that, she leans back in the pool and relaxes again.
You felt the urge to retort at that, but given the situation, you had no real arguments to tear down her arrogance. She was, afterall, seven times your height. And on top of that, Velthara was essentially your dream girl but supersized. You felt you could melt from her voice from between her boobs and slide down her washboard of her a stomach. So, you just sat quietly and felt grateful she interpreted your lustful gaze as admiration of power. You didn’t realize you were still standing awkwardly with your arms covering your chest.
“I gave you permission to gaze, not cower.”
“Huh!?” You were woken from your trance by her voice again. “S-Sorry, I-”
“While you’re here,” Lyra interrupted again, “Why don’t you-”
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