Wade stepped back, fearful that she might lose her balance and land on him, crushing him against those beige boulders he stood on. There was nowhere to go now, the fall to the river captured his escape, and the curious smiling giantess stood in front of him. Wade decided to give an introduction a try.
“Hello,” he called out to her, “My name is Wade. Who are you?” he asked, more trying to ask “WHAT are you?” He waved as he spoke, hoping that might be an international symbol of a greeting. She smiled more brightly and spoke. Her voice was loud, coming from her great lungs and echoed over the forested valley.
“Do not be afraid of me, little one. My name is Freyenna, daughter of Freya, granddaughter of Odin. I’m the goddess of the rivers. Every spring I release the waters from the great glaciers and make the lands fertile.” She waved her hand over the forest in a gesture as though she reigned over the entire country. As she did so, Wade smelled fresh flowers and thought it could only come from this deity. As she spoke, the winds picked up and caressed him with a gentle warm breeze.
“However, to keep my powers and continue my gift for Midgard, I must mate with a human male. I saw you enter my forest and knew you would be a wonderful choice. But, to enter your world, I needed the help of Loki to cross the Rainbow Bridge. In exchange for meeting you, he played the most dastardly of tricks on me. You see, he kept me at my goddess height. So, I ask you, Wade, are you willing to mate with a goddess so tall as me?” Wade’s heart leaped in his chest. He honestly didn’t know if it were possible, or if any of this registered as reality in his head.
On the one hand, she was more beautiful than any woman he’d ever met in his lifetime. On the other hand, though, she stood so much taller than he did. His penis to her heavenly vagina wouldn’t do anything to pleasure her. But, she still seemed willing to offer herself to him, and who was he to deny her advance, albeit forward as it was.
“Oh wow, it would be an honor to make love to you, my goddess!” he called up to her. Freyenna smiled warmly and bent further down to give him a kiss on his head. Her breath was warm and scented with jasmine. Wade looked up at her huge head, hovering over his small body. He noted how she could be so enormous to him, yet so gentle and intoxicating. He leaned back and lifted himself up to kiss her back. She felt his tiny peck on her bottom lip. In return, Freyenna nuzzled her wet lips over his face while petting his body with a single finger.
She picked up the tiny human carefully in her gentle hand and held him against her nipple. It peeked through her lacy garment, hardened with the notion of being suckled. Her nipple stood out, easily the size of his head. The nipple sat on a breast roughly the size of his apartment back home. They were massive, plump, and firm. He smoothed his hand over her skin and massaged her nipple before taking a first lick. Freyenna cooed at the touch and brought his face in closer to her body. Wade opened his mouth and chewed on the wrinkled flesh of his lover, believing he tasted droplets of her sweet honey-milk.
Freyenna brought him to her cleavage and held him in there by pushing her breasts together. Wade found himself cocooned in a warm fleshy sandwich of femininity and loved it. Immediately he pushed his trapped erection against her bosom. Wade wanted to pull his pants off and really feel her skin against his own, but confined inside her compacted tits, that would have to come later. He instead rode the waves of massaged flesh and embraced his situation.
Eventually his titanic lover released her control of him and let him explore her expansive feminine frame. Wade took the opportunity to disrobe before her eyes. She looked down at him with lust in her eyes, biting her bottom lip when his manhood became released for her inspection. Before he could rub himself against her right breast, Freyenna grabbed him and lifted him off her chest. She drove his body close to her mouth and Wade suddenly thought she might have changed from lustful to ravenous as his lower half brushed against her lips. As afraid as he was of her dubious intentions, his penis sprang to life when it came in contact with Freyenna’s extended tongue.
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