title: "A Giant's Slave" aliases: [] tags: [FA] author: [TheGiantChip] id: [35715959] date: 星期日, 十一月 20日 2022, 9:27:13 晚上 modified: 星期日, 十一月 20日 2022, 10:05:48 晚上

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A Giant's Slave

Author: TheGiantChip Source: A Giant's Slave

He was lying in the fields as per his usual routine. Every day since he was a wee boy. It was his favourite pastime during his weekends, watching the sun go up, watching the men and women riding their cart to town to sell their produce, watching the wind gently blowing the grass, then wait till the sun goes down. It’s all he ever does and it’s all he ever wanted. Peaceful times till he dies and he would not care if he were to die a virgin.

One evening, as he was lying in the green grassy fields, a small dot of red caught his attention in the corner of his eye. He was calm as he thought it was a new star. It seemed to glow white in the middle and thus he named it “White One”. Not so creative he thought, but was his own and he was happy. He stared his newly named star and realized it was getting bigger and bigger. He sat up in a hurry quickly realizing what it meant. “Oh shit”, he said out loud.

He quickly stood up and felt lightheaded instantly. “Oh Gods, I should really ask the village doctor how to cure this blasted disease”, he thought to himself. He quickly ran to his house to grab his sword. He stared at it for a good 5 seconds, his memories quickly returning to him. He willed himself to snap out of it and ran back outside. It was getting dark quick but the ‘White One’ seemed to stay the darkness away from the area as it was getting closer. A falling star? No. It has shape and the shape is not being melded by the fire, questions and answers quickly exchanging themselves as if a heated debate between two politicians. Finally, he came to a conclusion: not a meteorite.

“What the hell is that thing?” he spoke softly. He quickly scanned for anyone in the area. No one. Of course. His choice of location to live was so isolated only a few carts would come by in the morning to travel to the morning market and go back early before the sun set lest the wolves would feast.

The sun was clearly halfway in the horizon and yet his surroundings was still bright like it was in the afternoon but it burned with red. The star approached close and faster as he stood there looking at it, not knowing what to do. Not like he could do anything anyways. The unknown object hurling itself towards him would probably blow up his entire surroundings, leaving nothing but ash and a crater. He imagined the damage it would cause and he wouldn’t be able to do anything against it. He would not be able to run away from it and so he stood there waiting for his certain death.

When the star looked like it was the size of a large town, it slowed down, and its flames immediately dissipating itself, his surrounding became dark once more except a glow in the dark from the fire that was emanating from the bottom of the unknown gigantic ship that now landed smoothly about a kilometre away from the spot where he usually laid about. The flames turned off and it was dark once more. From what he saw before it went dark, the shape of the ship was square, literally a metal box, 3 large cylindrical tubes were protruding from the bottom and 4 stands at each edge extended at an angle as it landed. He gripped the handle of his sword and drew it from its sheath making a loud satisfying metallic noise as if the sword were saying, “It’s go time!”

He wished he had never had to take out his sword ever again since the war. Disgusting thing. He wanted to throw it away in the lake but his logic fought against the idea as it could be used as a tool against other harmful elements in his area such as wolves, bandits and the like and as such he made sure to clean it every week, keeping it sharp to protect himself. Until now, he had not unsheathed it. It was so shiny he could see his reflection in it.

He took a lit torch from his campfire he had lit up earlier and with his incredibly sharp sword, he ventured closer toward the ship and as he got closer, he could see that the ship was made of metal as the light blue moonlight shone on the ship. It was a clear night, no clouds as far as the eye can see. He stayed his distance from the giant square ship that did nothing. Up closer it was extremely large. You could fit a majestic ballroom in that thing. But he doubted that anyone inside would be dancing around.

He waited for about an hour before the ship started to make noise and release a hiss of steam from the tubes. He quickly undressed his shirt and wrapped it around his mouth as he feared it might be poison to clear the surrounding area before the occupants could come out safely. “Like a ladybug,” he thought. He moved back away from the ship a little more as he waited for the steam to dissipate. Finally, a giant doorway appeared from the ship as if the light was cutting through the metal. The cut metal became a plank and lowered itself to the ground with extreme smoothness. However, it was extremely slow. A minute or two passed before it even reached halfway. Another minute had passed before the ‘plank’ made a loud groaning metallic noise and stopped moving. He heard someone bellowing so loud his ears hurt. He dropped his sword and his torch and covered his ears to prevent it from bleeding. He could tell the occupant was cursing. It was mixed with anger and frustration that anyone could tell they were cursing even though it was in a different language. The voice inside the ship was loud and deep; it was loud enough to scare away the birds from the nearby trees and the wolves roaming the area. The plank started moving again but this time not with the same smoothness and elegance as before but harsh metal groaning and abrupt stops until it gave up and dropped to the ground with a loud thunk.

The light that came from the ship was blinding, he quickly covered his eyes and laid flat on the ground to ensure no arrows could hit him. He quickly got used to the blinding light and saw a giant walk out of the ship with its hands on its hips like it was disappointed in its square box it travelled in. The giant’s height was scaled to about the height of the bell tower they have in the nearby town which was about 12 metres tall. The giant walked down the plank and kicked once in anger.

Another voice from within the ship said, “Universal Language Translator set to… English, boss”. The ship’s voice notified.

“Yes, yes thanks for all your help, ship”, the giant grunted sarcastically and rubbed its head. As soon as he stepped off the plank, it raised itself quickly and closed with a satisfying click.

“Hey, hey! What are you doing?!” the giant pounded on the ship where the doorway appeared.

“I closed the hatch. Obviously… boss”, the voice from the ship stated.

“I didn’t bring any tools out here! I didn’t even wear anything, so let me in now!”

“No,” the voice answered as if it were a child.

“Karen, baby. Listen to reason, I can’t repair you if you don’t let me in.” the giant said seductively.

“No, not until you be nice again.”

“Argghh! This is why we can’t have nice things, Karen!!” the giant stomped its foot on the ground. The hunter could feel the stomps from where he was.

“You’re not nice. Return when you bring me a gift.” the ship ordered.

The hunter grabbed his torch in and his sword and treaded closer, not making a sound as the grass dampened the sound. As he stopped to what he felt like a safe distance. He could not see the giant’s features as the torch’s range did not reach that far. He decided to try to talk to the giant and end things on peaceful terms and hopefully the giant would return from where he came from. He knew he could communicate with the giant as he heard the giant speak the King’s English.

“Hey!” he said as loud as he could to ensure the giant could hear him.

The giant stiffened and turned his head slowly to look down directly at the human. It made an audible gasp and took only two steps to reach the human and fell to his knees, its hands immediately reaching to grab him by the sides. The hunter instinctively swung his torch and sword at the giant hands. The giant abruptly stopped trying to grab him and laughed heartily. “Don’t worry, little human. I’m not here to conquer your planet. Only to discover it. What’s your name?” it asked curiously.

“I have no name.” the hunter replied cautiously.

“Oh! Well that makes everything simpler. May I just call you, ‘human’?”

“You have not answered my question, monster!” the hunter’s adrenaline spiking.

The giant was taken aback and gasped sarcastically. “I’m no monster. As you can see, I’m conversing to you calmly. So why don’t we all drop our weapons and… communicate calmly. I won’t try to grab you and you won’t try to slice me open. Deal?”

The hunter thought about it. The giant’s words were true. There was no need for violence.

“Fine. I won’t cut you. But I’m holding on to my sword,” he said at last.

“Ok. At last, some civilized behaviour. On all the other planets I’ve been to, it’s been nothing but beasts tearing at each other-”

“What are you? I won’t ask again.” The hunter dared. Even though the giant’s shadow loomed over him with the moon to its back. The moonlight was enough to shine some light on the giant’s physique. It was muscular, partly naked save for a loincloth and had a peculiar oval head. The rest of its features were clouded by the darkness, the torch’s range only touched the giant’s knees.

It sighed, “Just when I thought you were civilized. Fine. My name is -, well that’s not important at the moment. What you want to know right now is what I am and why I came here, right? I am a charter, a discoverer, a… explorer.”

“Why have you come here?” the hunter asked anticipating the worst. “Have you come to claim my land?”

“Your land?” the giant chuckled lowly, its chuckle vibrating the ground ever so slightly, “Your land belongs to the very earth you stand on. Nothing belongs to you humans. Ah, I’ve said too much.”

“…,” the hunter stayed quiet. His face took a confused pose.

“I can’t discuss any more. But I do need your help. At this moment, my ship is being… well, let’s say she has a mind of her own and she won’t let me in unless I bring her a gift. Would you help me?”

“Why should I?” the hunter took a step back, ready to run.

“Well, because it’ll save me the trouble of getting up and not crunching your bones to bits beneath my foot.”

“That sounds awfully tempting, but you see, I am no prize.” The hunter said as a matter-of-factly and backed away slowly, aiming his sword at the giant.

“You see, I won’t kill you. I won’t let the ship kill you. No matter what. Your species is very rare.”

“Ah, is that supposed to make me feel better?” and the hunter ran as quickly as he could in the direction of the village to warn everyone.

“Why are these species so dumb?” the giant thought and watched the hunter run to the forest entrance.

The hunter was quickly nearing the forest entrance as he ran as fast as he could. He was certain the giant creature would catch up to him in no time and so he sheathed his sword and tried to run quicker in hopes he could reach the forest entrance. Alas, he could already hear the giant’s slow footsteps behind him. thump, Thump, THUMP, THUMP. All it took was four large steps and it was already at the forest entrance. The hunter was merely 3 metres away from the forest entrance when the giant brought his great hand to block the entrance. The hunter was in right in front of the giant within an arm’s reach. One grab and he was dead. But he wouldn’t go down without a fight. If one thing in the war taught him, was that you could risk everything if you have nothing to lose. The torch’s light shone on the giant’s hand. It was white. Absolutely and purely white with smudges of dirt from the ground. And so he readied himself although not knowing how to fight a 12 metre tall giant with monstrous muscles. Nothing in the army taught him how to prepare for this.

“Blasted fences around the entrance.” The hunter cursed. “I could’ve run into the forest then the giant wouldn’t be able to enter through the trees.”

“Well what now, eh? Are you going to crush me beneath your foot, giant one?” the hunter goaded, trying to provoke the giant.

“I just want to talk. I could’ve killed you just now but I didn’t and now I’m here. Talking to you. Calmly.” The giant said slowly. “But if you were to bring your friends here, I would have no choice but to incapacitate you and them and bring them to my ship for… further study. It’s your choice.”

The hunter couldn’t think straight; his head full of adrenaline. “You can’t stop us all.” And drove his sword into the giant’s hand, its sharp point easily piercing the giant’s tough meaty palm.

“Ow,” the giant said and reflexively retracted his hand. The entrance was open once more. The hunter took this chance and ran in and reached the town in less than two minutes. The village was well lit and they were having a feast; one of the villager’s birthday. When they saw the hunter gasping for breath, they greeted him and offered him some brew.

“Everyone! You must listen! A giant has appeared in the clearing across the other side of the forest! All abled-bodied men must help me slay this beast whilst women and children must flee! Please!” he said breathlessly.

The villagers went silent and stared at him all wide-eyed. They knew that he was not usually serious-like and immediately they knew that it was serious. The whole village fell into chaos. Men quickly brought swords, rakes, pikes and whatever was sharp they could find to defend the village while the women, children and elderly ran into the safety of their wooden homes.

“Well, that’s gonna bleed a bit.” The giant said to himself, looking at the tiny hole made by the sword. “Humans are always so difficult to handle.” It shook its head. “What’s even worse is this huge misunderstanding when I show up at their village all naked.”

The forest trees were about its waist level height. He followed the forest path. The forest trees scraping against its legs. It tore off some parts from its loincloth leaving large holes in it. As it approached the village, he saw a group of men aiming their pikes and swords at him aggressively and started to throw rocks at him harmlessly. Some of the men let out a girlish squeal when they saw him. He could not resist but grin a bit.

The villagers could hear the gigantic footsteps as it ventured closer and closer from the forest. Soon a large humanoid silhouette came into view. Naked with a torn loincloth like some sort of troll from a cave, except this one was extremely well-built, too large to be a troll and had a peculiar oval head. Some of the villagers couldn’t handle the stress and screamed their heads off. Some threw rocks at it, bouncing off the giant’s body harmlessly. Somebody tried to throw a pitchfork at it but it didn’t reach at all. So they backed away from the giant as it approached closer to the village.

The village lights brought colour to the silhouette, its skin was very lightly shaded yellow-green, almost nearly white with a strong and muscular body whose only apparel was a torn loincloth. Its head was the most strange of all. Oval-shaped head with eyes that were similar to humans, its eyebrows seemingly so thin and not made out of hair.

“Good evening, good folk. May I speak to your ‘village elder’?” the giant quoted with its fingers.

The villagers stared at it cautiously and with curiosity. A beast who can speak the King’s English? Fluently as well! An old man who looked as brittle as glass shuffled to the front of the now confused aggressive mob. “I am the village elder,” he announced, unnerved by the situation.

“Ah, I am -, uh, for now you may call me, ‘creature’ or ‘giant’. I’ve grown to settle on those names for now.” The giant bowed with its right hand to its chest and then knelt on one knee and looked down to meet eye-to-eye with the village elder.

“Very well, giant one. Might we ask what you want from us?” the village elder asked, his voice old.

“I am looking for the hunter who came running earlier into your village as he stabbed me rudely.” The giant pointed into the crowd.

“That was because you blocked the entrance to the forest!” the hunter yelled from the crowd. The crowd stepped away from the hunter. They all knew it was going to get bad.

“I made a deal with him earlier near his shack to which he responded with a sword stab to my hand, which is still bleeding by the way, thanks for that.” the giant pointed out. “He was to come with me to my ship and I was to leave you all alone.” The giant continued.

“What do you want with him?” the village elder asked curiously.

“I want to bring him back to my leaders to show what progress I’ve made in discovering the entire universe. Your species is very rare and on a planet that’s even rarer.”

“I see,” the village elder nodded, not understanding a thing it just said and turned towards the hunter, “please take him.” He waved away at the hunter. “Giant one, do you promise to leave us alone, if you were to take him only?”

The hunter’s eyes widened, “Hey, hey! What are you thinking?! You seriously can’t be considering giving me to it??”

The village elder sighed and rubbed his eyes, “I’m sorry. I see no other option. Everyone, please disarm him.”

“No! Why?!” he said as he struggled to keep his weapon in his hand.

“You have not once contributed to the village, you have only hunted for yourself and only yourself.”

“Is that really your own reason?? I have kept the village safe from monsters beyond the forest!” the hunter shouted breathlessly as he was held to the ground and tied up by the villagers.

“I am sorry, young one,” the village elder could not bear to look the hunter in the eyes. He turned around to look at the giant, “Great White One. Do you promise never to bother us ever again?” he stared into its eyes frowning, his eyes nearly blind but it was as if he could look into the giant’s soul and that bothered it.

“I… yes, I will see to it that your village is never bothered again. I can’t promise protection from wolves or whatever though.” The giant slit open a wound on his index finger with a sword that was lying on the ground and brought it in front of the village elder. The village elder in exchange slit his hand and shook the giant’s finger.

“It’s a deal then!” the giant said cheerfully. “Thanks so much for your cooperation, I’d really like to get back to my ship as fast as possible. I am absolutely fre-e-e-zing right now.”

The villagers pushed the hunter away towards the giant and all looked away. “People, you cannot do this to me! I have protected your families!” he said as he struggled like a raging bull.

The villagers stayed silent and stayed their eyes away from the hunter’s. The crackling of the flames were the only ones who dared to make a sound. Finally, the village elder spoke, “Please, Great White One, leave us and never return.” He said with a deep grave tone in his voice.

The giant nodded wrapped his hand around the hunter gently and stood up. “Good luck and goodbye.” the giant said sincerely and it faded into the darkness, away from the village.

The giant hummed to itself while walking back along the forest trail with its prize in hand, literally. “Oh, stop sobbing. You’re not going to die a horrible death.” The giant reassured the hunter.

“They abandoned me,” the hunter said in a low voice with his head down.

“Wh-a-a-at?” the giant brought his prize closer to its head.

“They abandoned me! Tossed me aside! Those miserable rats!” the hunter wiggling aggressively in the giant’s hand.

“Oh you shush. Let me undo your binds.” The giant offered as he splayed out his hand. The hunter sat down on his knees on the palm of the giant’s hand at its mercy.

“What are you going to do with me?” the hunter asked hatefully.

“As I’ve said for the umpteenth time. Nothing,” the giant said as he used his sharp index finger to cut the binds off his human. “I’m just going to show you to my superiors is all.”

“Why.”

“Well, because as I said, again, your species are very rare and my kind will pay a small fortune for one human.”

“Why.”

“To keep as pets or the like, I suppose,” it tilted its head and shrugged ever so slightly.

“Why?” he said with a slight curious tone.

“Because… uh… the same reason why you keep dogs as pets, I guess.”

“Wha- Dogs and humans are not the same thing!” the hunter exclaimed.

“True, but they are sentient all the same, no?”

The hunter stayed quiet.

“Aha, got you there,” the giant chuckled.

“Shut your trap. What am I to you now then?” the human already knew his fate but yet he asked to clarify the relationship they now had.

“I… suppose you are my… slave part partner. I suppose. We’ll see where this goes.” the giant shrugged as he approached his ship. “Ship! I have your prize.” He said valiantly as he displayed his human as if he were a golden egg.

“Oh~, you shouldn’t have!” the ship cooed, “Welcome back, boss.”

The door of the ship appeared to become a plank once more without any difficulty. The giant raised an eyebrow in suspicion and boarded the ship.

“Now then, to make a cage for you, my dear pet/partner,” the giant cooed already as if it were a pet.

“Stop that at once,” the hunter felt disgusted and looked around the ship, “What kind of witchcraft is all this?” he said as he gestured to the interior of the ship.

“It’s my ship, and don’t you dare call it witchcraft,” the giant said the last part in a hushed tone, “She doesn’t like it when you call her a witch.”

The hunter stared at the giant with a confused face, “But I don’t see anyone.”

“It’s difficult to explain.”

“Try me,” the hunter dared.

The giant sighed, “Fine,” he said as he sat down on the pilot’s seat and began explaining how more advanced his race was and the history of their technology and what the meaning of technology was.

The hunter was taken aback by all of this by the large words such as: “technology, enhancements, redundancy, cybernetics, supercalifragilisticexpialidocious and the like. He especially didn’t like the one that started with “s” and then fainted.

“Well now you know everything you need to know-,” the giant looked back at his human and saw it was sleeping, he grinned. He so loved story-telling, especially to those who were prone to falling asleep because of his long stories. He laid his human on the pillow on his sleeping bag behind his seat and went back out to gather wood to build a small cage for his human.

The human awoke to the sound of felling of trees in the forest. He thought it was all a nightmare. Then when he opened his eyes to the control panel above him which was blinking all different kinds of colours and the unusually white light that couldn’t have been from the sun, he immediately got up and looked around, he was in the ship. Then after thinking about his situation now, he realized it was useless because the giant would catch him no matter what and he needed him alive. He thought about escaping but his logic said, “He wants you alive sure, but he doesn’t need your legs. He’ll just rip them off to make sure you don’t run away. And use some sort of ‘tech-no-lo-guy’ to make sure you don’t bleed out.”

And so he waited for the giant to come back. The doorway was open, it was still night time. “Had I only passed out for a few minutes?” he thought to himself. Soon, he heard the familiar earth-shaking footsteps approaching. The giant had returned panting and sweating still wearing his torn loincloth which gave a peek to his private parts. It stood at the doorway taking deep breaths as if he were running.

He finally caught his breath, “I thought about how bad the villagers treated you, so I blocked a path from the village to the city. Forest entrance now blocked with a few tree trunks,” and laughed breathlessly then looked back at his human, expecting a reaction. There was none. Only the acceptance of its death. “Oh, why the long face?” the giant sarcastically asked sadly.

The human could not stop himself from staring at his master’s sweating muscular body. “He blocked the path in the forest… for me?” he thought. He could not, for some reason, resist getting hard.

“I’ve gathered some wood from the trees to make you your own place to sleep but that construction will have to wait till tomorrow. For tonight, you sleep with me,” the giant announced with his hands on his hips.

“Sl-sleep with… you?” the human stuttered.

“Yes, but first, it’s time to earn your meal by wiping me down,” the giant sat down beside his human.

The human could not argue with that fact. It was finally time he had to work for his next meal. No more hunting for himself anymore. He had to get his next meal from his master.

“Strip yourself,” the giant said.

“What?” the human was taken aback.

“I don’t want your dirty clothes to rub all over me with dirt. Just use my sweat to wipe me down. I’m too tired to do it myself.”

The human hesitated, but eventually stripped fully.

“Oho, getting a little hard-on?” the giant noticed. “Get it? A little one?”

The human stayed quiet, not wanting to look at the giant in the eyes. He inverted his shirt inside-out to use as a cloth to wipe down his master. He could not climb from onto its leg as it was too slick with sweat.

“I would help you up but I’m too tired to even lift my arms anymore,” the giant said, making up a pathetic excuse.

The human saw no other way than to climb up the loincloth. As he went around to the front of the loincloth, he saw it was full of holes and tears. A slight steep upwards to his master’s torso was by the giant’s extremely large penis from the human’s perspective which was showing through the holes of the loincloth. He saw no other way but to climb up the loincloth. As he hoisted himself up the loincloth, the giant’s member was soft to the touch.

“No time for admiration, little human. Plenty of time for that later,” the giant reminded said as he took deep breaths.

He continued to climb up the loincloth and finally reached the torso of his master.

“I’ll lie down so it’s easier for you to wipe me,” the giant said as he adjusted himself to lie down on the ship’s floor, making himself comfortable.

The human started his work and wiped down his master with his shirt. Every edge of gigantic muscle his hand went over made him harder and harder. It was tedious work, but finally, he made his way to the chest. The giant’s bulging chest was the sweatiest of all. He got to work and often slipped on his master’s sweat, his fall comforted by the fat and muscle. When he reached the nipples, he estimated the size of each nipple to be the size of a half a football. Round and hard. He gave the nipples a good rubbing.

“Ooh, that feels good,” the giant chuckled not batting an eye.

The human finally wiped the chest down completely. He started to proceed to the head. There he could get a closer look at the giant’s features. Its head soft then hard as he pressed further like a hard bed. Its mouth seemed to mimic a very smooth crevice that took the shape of a curve, the giant was smiling. It had no nose, which was intriguing to the human. Its eyes were closed and had no eyelashes protruding from them. Its eyebrows thin, compared to the rest of the body. Approximately the human hand’s width as he wiped the giant’s eyebrows and forehead then the rest of the face, careful not to step on anywhere that might cause the giant pain or to himself.

“Done?” the giant asked.

The human nearly fell inside its mouth as it asked but fell forward in between the giant’s eyes.

“Yes,” he replied softly, nodding.

“Very good!” the giant acclaimed as he sat up.

The human fell off the giant’s face but caught onto its nipple which luckily was dry and hard so he could get a good handgrip on it.

The giant laughed as he looked down at his human gripping onto his nipple for dear life, “Oh, sorry about that. I’m not used to having someone clean me,” and laughed, “I feel refreshed now, thanks to you.”

The giant could not resist but get a little hard with his human grabbing his nipple as hard as he could with both of his tiny hands. He decided to have some fun with his human till morning comes. He gently grabbed his human in his left hand and opened his hand halfway. His human breathing rapidly, dreading about what is going to happen next. The giant could not help but grin and bite his lip.

The giant opened his mouth and licked his lips. “This is the end for me,” he thought. He could not do anything but stay in place on the palm of his master’s hand. As the giant brought his hand up to his mouth, he gave his human a slobbery lick. Its entire hand now slick with spit.

“There. Now both of us are clean,” the giant chuckled with a wide grin and a hint of naughtiness in his eyes.

The human stared at the giant, wide eyed in terror, his entire body completely drenched in spit. He did not eat him and exhaled with a sense of relief. But he felt as if something much worse was about to happen. He felt the giant was lowering his hand. He thought he was going to let him down on the ground. The hand stopped midway off the ground. He looked to his left and saw a giant penis throbbing with anticipation, its large and thick veins bulging. Some of its veins were as large as his body then tapered off to the end of its penis. To the giant, it was 10 inches of long and pinkish red muscle waiting to be pleasured. To the human, it was a giant sentient longhouse waiting to crush his bones between the hand and its base.

The giant proceeded to move his hand beneath the base of his penis gently. The human was pressed against the soft base of the giant’s penis but did not feel hurt. The giant gripped progressively gripped harder and harder. The human felt suffocated as he felt the giant’s hand squished him between the soft base of his penis and its hard hand. The giant proceeded to massage his penis smoothly as his hand was completely slick with spit. He didn’t want his human to become a pool of blood after all. He then started to move his hand up and down along the base of his cock in a slow state at first. Soon it the entire base was also slick with spit. Smooth and ready.

The human felt even more suffocated and started to retaliate by pushing against the red thick wall in front of him with all his might. The giant could feel his human squirming against the base of his penis and let out a deep pleasured growl. The human could feel the giant’s low growl through the penis and knew it was going to get worse. The motions started again and this time it went faster and faster. It slowed at times but picked up the pace again soon after. During all this while, the human didn’t know what else to do but squirm and push back to retaliate against this action. This only made the giant even hornier. This went on for 10 minutes for what it felt like an entire day for the human. Until the giant could feel like he could not hold back the flood of cum trapped in his balls.

The giant gripped the base of his penis, forgetting for a moment about his pet in his hand. The human could feel the liquid rumbling against the base of the penis. The space between the base of the giant’s cock and its hand grew tighter until the point where he felt like he was truly suffocating and his bones were crushed. He nearly passed out until he felt a warm feeling from the base he was held against. The space widened a bit and he could breathe again, but only for a short period until a flood of white heavy liquid fell on his head and enveloped his body. He tried to keep his neck above the white liquid but it kept rising. Soon he was completely engulfed in it and ran out of breath. He squirmed and tried to swim to the surface then luckily it seemed his master remembered about him and took his hand away from the underside of his cock. The white liquid dripped from the hand, but still sticking on to the human like slime.

The giant grabbed his pet tight in hand and brought him to face-to-face with his gigantic balls. He gripped them with his free hand and said with a huge smile on his face, “This is where you’ll be sleeping in for tonight,” the giant announced.

The human pulled his arms from the hand and wiped away the liquid covering his eyes. What was in front of him were two large balls as white as snow which were 1/3 the size of his house. The giant’s hand brought him up to his cock which was still hard and twitching with more anticipation and grabbed him by his legs with his thumb and index finger, leaving him to dangle in front of the tip of his penis. He used his free hand to widen his urethra and slowly lowered his human into it.

“No, no! Please! I’ll sleep outside! I won’t make a sound! I swear!! Please just don’t put me inside!” he screamed and wriggled.

But the human realized too late, his head was already half way through the tip. The wriggling and thrashing of his arms only made the giant moan with pleasure. He did not have to exert force to push him in, his cum assisted in sliding the human in with ease. The flesh of his cock making way for its temporary guest, flesh bulged out from its base. The human was halfway in through the tip of its cock still sliding in with ease. The giant took his time with inserting his human into his cock, he took great pleasure in storing living things in his balls, especially humans. The last one died accidentally. Purely the giant’s fault. It was left overnight in balls without emptying it first and died by drowning in his cum. But the giant had learnt his mistake since then.

With each inch of the human sliding in, it brought the giant great pleasure; the cock twitching uncontrollably as if it were sentient like a snake wanting to quickly eat its prey and it didn’t help for the human squirming which made the process faster, like quicksand. Soon, the giant pushed the last bit of his human into the tip of his penis, he moaned with pleasure again. His cock swallowing his human whole. His human’s body making a bulge against the base of his cock could indicate how far he was down his cock.

Unlike human penises, they don’t have control of their muscles in their penis. For the giant however, he had full control over it and willed it to push his human down the slimy dark urethra to his balls like peristalsis. The anatomy between their species are different as well. Unlike humans, the giant’s balls are directly linked to the urethra and are hollow but a hard shell surrounds it and is surrounded by a layer of fat and skin; similar to humans. The balls also produce semen along with the seminal fluid so it’s all mixed together in the balls. The giant can also control his muscles that link with the bladder and his balls so he can direct his human to wherever he likes.

When the human’s feet was finally fully enveloped by the warmth of the giant’s cock, he couldn’t get back out the same way. Gravity was working against him as well so he was sliding down the giant’s urethra with ease, the only thing he could hold onto was the bulges of muscles in the tunnel. He wasn’t sliding down immediately as the cock was only at a steep angle. His back was pressed against the large muscles that were pushing him against the base but yet he was still sliding down ever so slowly; inevitability. Then, he felt a large cylindrical object at the base of his feet which felt along from his feet to his chest then to his head slowly. It was the giant’s finger feeling along where his human was. Then his finger started to push harder at his feet and pushed him down from the outside. This made the giant groan. The human could feel the vibration of pleasure from the giant. The finger released and lifted his cock 90 degrees so that the human would fall straight down. He tried to resist by grabbing onto the muscles and pushing his legs against the base but failed as it was too slippery with cum.

So he slid down quickly increasing speed until he reached a sharp curve.

“Crawl,” the giant commanded, the vibrations from his voice shook the tunnel that was in front of him.

He obeyed hesitantly and crawled forwards. A half a minute later, he reached a ‘crossroad’. He got used to the darkness and felt like the tunnel was ‘breathing’. There was a crevice of muscles a few metres away in front of him that did not move a bit like the rest of the muscles. The giant sealed off the way to his bladder and opened the path to his balls. The crevice of muscles made way to open slowly. It was slick with cum as it opened.

“In,” again the giant commanded.

The human could see nothing below. A pitch black hole that his master commanded him to go into gripped his heart with fear. But his body obeyed nonetheless for the body feared what would happen if he didn’t obey. His body would be crushed by the strong muscles in the giant’s penis, he thought. He fell a couple of feet and landed comfortably and softly. The giant felt it and took his balls in his hand and weighed it up and down.

“Ah, you fell into my right testicle,” the giant perused.

“How long will I be in here?” the human shouted.

The giant chuckled naughtily, its chuckle vibrated throughout his body, vibrating the human’s temporary home, “Well, I should assume until I wake up in the morning. Make yourself at home,” then chuckled again.

In the dark, dank balls of his master, he swung side to side with his home as the giant got up to clean up his cum on the floor. Soon after, the giant finally lied down.

“Good night, sleep tight and don’t let the bed bugs bite,” the giant joked and chuckled to himself.

The human wondered how he could still breathe in the dankness of his temporary home. It was slimy and humid. His surroundings soft and moist to the touch but could not lie to himself that he felt more comfortable than lying down on his bed in his home and slept easily with the vibrations of his master’s snores gently vibrating the walls of his home.

He awoke to the surprising brightness of his home. Some light shone against the giant’s testicles which was red in colour with strands of veins running all along its walls. The second thing he noticed was he felt was the warmth of liquid surrounding his body. The same liquid that nearly suffocated him outside last night. The giant was producing cum. It was tough to move in and somehow stuck to his body like glue. He sat up with great difficulty and could swear the level of white liquid was rising ever so slowly.

“Hello?” he called out, “Let me out! It’s morning!”

There was no answer and the liquid was still filling up his home by the minute.

He couldn’t move his legs to stand up as if the cum had hardened, pinning him to the soft flesh of his home. The giant had not awoke yet. The human tried to wake the giant up by pounding on the walls of his home, in hopes that it would hurt the giant. There was no response. 2 minutes had passed and the liquid was at his waist. He used his hands to dig out his legs from the hardened cum and could finally stand, now the liquid was at his heels; he bought himself some time. He felt vibrations in the walls. The giant was snoring. The liquid still increased. He tried to climb out the way he came in but the muscles would not part. He was trapped. He punched and kicked for another 5 minutes, by then the liquid had risen to his waist level. He continued punching until his arms hurt. The liquid finally rose to his neck. He kept his mouth and nose above the cum but he thought about how long more he would have to survive. He took a deep breath before the cum engulfed him entirely. He could only hold his breath for another minute. Then that would be the end of him. Even still, the giant wouldn’t wake up.

A minute had passed.

His breath ran out.

He panicked and had swallowed gallons of cum.

The cum entered his lungs…

…and died.

…or so he thought. He batted his eyes, floating in something then shut it. He thought he died. But he felt pain in his eyes whenever he opened them. Pain meant that he was still alive. But he could breathe. “What witchcraft is this?” he thought. He tried to speak but his entire throat was filled with cum. He waited in that state for half an hour or so before the giant finally groaned and sat up.

“Good morning, little human!” the giant yawned as he greeted his human but there was no response.

“Oh, come now. Are you angry with me?” he prodded, fondling his testicles in one hand, treating them ever so gently.

Still no response.

“Maybe still sleeping. Time he woke up,” he grinned widely.

The giant got up and went outside the ship. The sun was shining, the birds were singing. “Ah, what a great day to masturbate,” he stated as he stretched.

He licked his hand and started masturbating standing up but even more furiously than last night. He let out a moan of pleasure when he finally came. He could feel his human travelling from his balls to his urethra rapidly and shooting out from the tip of his penis. The giant was surprised at how much cum came out. He grinned and wondered if his little experiment worked.

The human could feel the giant waking up but could not say anything. He could feel the vibrations in the liquid as his master spoke but the words were dampened by the cum. He felt his home swaying side to side as the giant got up and walked somewhere down. He started to feel that familiar rubbing through the vibrations and 10 minutes later the flesh hole above him parted suddenly and the liquid flowed through, dragging him along for the ride. It was so fast he did not have time to process what was going on. He soon felt the sun’s warmth through the liquid. He coughed up the gallons of liquid he had swallowed. It was painful as he vomited it all out. A few minutes later as he was sitting in the pool of cum. The giant kneeled, looming over him with a large grin on his face, his large veiny member still hard and pointing directly at him.

“Are you mad?!” the human finally spoke, choking out more cum.

“Looks like it worked after all,” the giant said as-a-matter-of-factly.

“What worked?!” his voice garbled.

The giant didn’t answer but instead leaned forward. He slammed down both his hands down onto the ground next to his human. The human could not help but feel fear. The giant could see it in his eyes and grinned. He brought his hips forward and laid his cock to rest on the human.

“Rub,” the giant commanded.

The human whimpered and did so.

“Harder!”

The human did not know what to do but grab the giant underside of his penis and swing his arms up and down; his arms barely reaching the sides of its penis.

“Good,” the giant said as he bit his lip, his cock twitching, and pushed his human against the ground harder.

He started to grind against the human and the ground slowly. The spikiness of the grass tickled the base of his cock.

The giant moaned with each grind and could not help but grind harder and faster each time. Luckily for the human, the cum softened the ground and it did not feel as hard as it normally would, otherwise his bones would have been crushed. The giant grinded on his human for 15 minutes before the giant finally felt the need to cum again. He brought his cock to face his human before he released a wave of his seed onto his human.

The giant’s grinding created a rut in the ground which was filled up with its cum, completely emptying his balls. His cock now flaccid, the giant was pleased with himself as he stood up. He saw his human floating in his newly created rut of reservoir of cum and gently grabbed him and took him to a nearby lake and laid him down by shore.

The lake’s depth level was to his waist as he went to the deepest part of the lake. He cleaned himself methodically as he didn’t want any bacteria or dirt to travel back with him.

The human awoke once more to the splashing of water. He saw the giant, his master, rinsing himself in the body of lake, humming to himself. His muscular structure was truly a marvel. He could not resist but stroke his penis as he stared at his master bathing. He reached the peak of his fetish as the giant started to wash his penis from dirt. He came and was not proud of it. He belonged to the giant. Nothing could ever change that.