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Hello fellow fanfic writers. This is a story idea that I have been thinking about for quite some time. It is based on a chapter in an interactive story that I made on that I called "Loud House Giantess Interactive" under the screen name, "G-Breaker". I have based this story on images of the Loud House characters that I have seen on DeviantArt and have also gained inspiration for this story from from the writer of the fan fiction, "Lincoln and the Amazon Giant", by Zexo87. However, I plan to make it in my own way to avoid copyright claims. I hope you all can enjoy it.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Loud House franchise or the characters in this story.
What began as a relaxing vacation on a lovely cruise ship quickly escalated into a spiraling disaster for everyone on board, especially for one passenger in particular. His name was Lincoln Loud, just your normal, everyday 16-year-old boy with snow-white hair who wanted to take a nice summer vacation away from all of the stresses of school. That was all he wanted and he had hoped to do nothing but relax on that cruise ship and enjoy all of its amenities in peace. Unfortunately, his plans were instantly dashed as his vacation took a turn for the worst.
To his complete surprise, Lincoln went from lounging by the pool on the top of the ship to running to the lifeboats after a brutal thunderstorm hit. Lincoln tried to make it to lifeboats with all of the other passengers and ran as fast as he could, but before he could even get to the lower decks of the ship, a stray lightning bolt struck the side of the ship and tilted the boat to one side, resulting in Lincoln losing his balance and sliding towards the edge of the boat. And to his misfortune, poor Lincoln was thrown overboard and fell into the ocean.
Lincoln quickly swam up to the surface and panicked as he was being thrown back and forth by the raging tides of the storm. "HELP!" Lincoln screamed, trying to keep afloat. "Someone! HELP ME!" Lincoln kept treading the water as best as he could, but the moment he turned around, he was filled with terror as a gigantic wave rose up behind him. He tried to swim away from the wave, but his efforts proved fruitless as the massive tsunami slammed on top of him, sending the poor boy into a spiraling vortex under the water. Lincoln held his breath for as long as he could while the tides pushed him back and forth, and before he knew what happened next, he all but blacked out as the tide overtook him and threw him into a seemingly endless loop of pain and suffering.
Once Lincoln blacked out, he just closed his eyes and stopped fighting the tides and waited for them to finish him off. He had no idea where was going to end up, but one thing was for sure, he didn't care anymore. He quickly found it pointless to resist the tides anymore and just let them take him. As his mind became a blank slate, Lincoln just let himself go and let the water carry him anywhere until his worries were over. He thought it was going to be the end of him, but with the direction the tides were taking him in that turbulent weather, it seemed like he wasn't as unlucky as he thought it would be.
The next day, the sun was shining brightly and Lincoln was reduced to a complete mess as he laid motionless on what appeared to be a beach. Poor Lincoln Loud was pretty much dead at this point, at least, that was how it looked to the untrained eye. He was currently lying face-down on the sand with his clothes ripped to shreds drenched in seawater and covered in seaweed and other aquatic plants.
After a while, though, Lincoln could feel the life within him coming back and began to feel his heart beating again. Slowly regaining his breath, Lincoln gently inhaled through his nose and started showing a little bit of movement in his arms. It started with his fingers and went down to his legs as he was beginning to get some feeling back in his whole body again.
*Cough* *Cough*
With a nasty coughing fit, Lincoln finally began to awaken and spat out whatever seawater he had ingested in his underwater trip. He kept gently breathing as he felt himself waking up again and slowly opened his eyes. His vision blurred from the seawater, Lincoln eventually managed to wake up with a pained groan and tried to get himself together again. After what he had just been through, Lincoln considered himself truly lucky to be alive and without any serious injuries.
Soon enough, Lincoln managed to clear his vision up and look into the distance at where he had ended up. He looked ahead all around him and saw that he was no longer in the ocean but resting on a beach like a little pebble. Once he picked himself up, Lincoln flipped himself over and laid on his back to process what happened to him.
"Ugh, my head." Lincoln groaned. He looked at the sun and covered his eyes from its brightness before looking at the ocean that he had just come out of. He then looked to his sides and saw nothing but sand everywhere and looked at the vast ocean that stretched out for miles. Lincoln slowly lifted himself up again and this time he tried to stand back up all the way. He was just lucky that he wasn't severely hurt after such a death-defying ordeal.
"Oh man. I can't believe I lived through all of that." Lincoln then cleaned himself up by throwing all of the seaweed and algae off of his body and then stretched all of the soreness out of his aching joints. "I guess I'm just that lucky."
Once Lincoln finally shook the dizziness from his head, as well as the water from his ear and hair, he was able to put himself back together and get a good look at where he now resided. "Where...am I?"
Looking passed the beach, Lincoln saw a jungle just beyond him and realized where he was. "I must be on some uncharted island. Wow." He said in astonishment. "I guess it could've been worse. At least I didn't bite the dust." Feigning a chuckle, Lincoln looked at his clothes consisting of an orange polo shirt, blue pants, and his white sneakers. All of which were greatly damaged when he woke up.
"Well, I guess this is my life now." He admitted as he took off his torn up shoes and socks and threw them into the ocean. "At least, I hope I can make a life here." Lincoln then took off his shirt and shook all the sand off of it before ripping the pant legs off of his blue jeans. He now looked more like a person stranded on a deserted island wearing nothing but his ripped pants, tattered shirt and walked around in bare feet.
"Okay Lincoln. You can make it through this." He said, trying to motivate himself. "You're stuck on an uncharted island with..." Pausing, Lincoln looked around and saw absolutely no one else on that island for miles. "...no one else here and no way to call for help."
It quickly became clear that Lincoln was completely alone on that island and decided to make the most out of his new situation. "Okay. I can do this. I can survive in this place. No problem. Right?" Realizing what he just said, Lincoln felt like he was already beginning to lose his sanity. "Great. And I'm already talking to myself."
"I hope I can find someone on this island." Lincoln took a deep breath and began making his way towards the island's jungle. He was just an 16-year-old boy who had little to no experience with outdoor survival and he definitely didn't know how to provide and cook for himself either. But with the current circumstances, he was left with no other choice and had to learn how to make it on his own, at least, until he finds a way to get rescued, if he ever finds a way to get rescued.
With his confidence prematurely increased, Lincoln set out to find the food, tools, and supplies that he would need to live out the rest of his life on the island. He ventured into the depths of the jungle in search of what he needed. "Hmm. So this is what a jungle looks like." Lincoln observed. "It's looks a lot bigger than from what I've seen in movies."
As Lincoln trekked through the jungle, he looked all over his surroundings trying to find anything he could use to help him survive. For miles, all Lincoln could see were the plants, trees, rocks, and other kinds of vegetation, but nothing he could use to help him make it through his current predicament. The jungle was all he could see around him accompanied with the sounds of the birds and animals that were probably native to the island.
Lincoln kept walking through the jungle for a few more minutes until he couldn't walk anymore. The stranded boy then took a seat in front of a tree and decided to catch his breath. "Well, I guess it could be worse." He said dejectedly. "Being stuck on an uncharted island isn't so bad. At least, I know everyone else on the boat made it alright. That's a...good thing. I guess."
The white-haired boy felt his hope slowly diminishing as he sat on the ground. He just wanted a nice vacation away from the stresses of his old life, and in the process, he found himself nearly escaping death just to find himself in a seemingly-hopeless situation. Lincoln soon felt a tear escape his eye and quickly wiped it away.
"Oh, come on!" Lincoln then broke himself from his bitter state and tapped both of his cheeks to bring himself back to reality. "Snap out of it, Lincoln. You'll never survive on this island if you give up so easily." Lincoln said, trying to motivate himself.
"I can make it through this. It's time to be a man!" With his confidence restored, Lincoln stood up and resumed his trek across the barren jungle. "Now, what do they do in those survival movies on TV?" Lincoln tried to remember the survival skills that he was taught on the television shows he used to watch and soon came up with a few ideas.
"Okay. The first thing I need is food and shelter." He began looking around for any signs of what he needed and walked through more of the jungle hoping to find something he could use to help him make it. However, once Lincoln went deeper into the jungle, he went farther and farther from the beach and started getting himself lost in it.
Pretty soon, he couldn't remember his way back to the beach and just kept going through the brushes of the jungle. But the more Lincoln looked through the jungle, the more he began to notice something very strange about it.
"Hmm, wait a minute. Something doesn't feel right here." Lincoln said. "What's up with these plants?"
Lincoln then stopped in place to take a closer look at his surroundings. He quickly noticed something different about the island's vegetation. When he looked at the outskirts of the jungle from the beach, it looked pretty much normal to him. But now that he was inside the recesses of the jungle he began to see a major difference from his earlier perspectives.
"What's going on here? Why does everything look so...so...big?" Lincoln asked in confusion.
His observation was instantly proven true once he saw how different everything looked from before. The plants indeed looked much bigger than him. They looked like they were the size of suburban houses back home. The trees looked much bigger to Lincoln as well. He craned his neck up just to see the top of them and saw that it looked to be about the height of skyscraper. Everything was poking Lincoln right in the face and he was beginning to lose his confidence as he started backing up nervously.
But unbeknownst to Lincoln, a large insect-like creature scurried right behind him. "What was that?!" He panicked. "What's going on here?"
Growing nervous, Lincoln turned around and saw the insect that ran behind him as it stopped in place. "What in the world. Is that a...a-" Lincoln just stood speechless at what he was looking at. It appeared to be a cicada but it looked much bigger than what he would normally see. To Lincoln, the insect looked like it was about the size of a full-grown buffalo. He had no idea how to respond to such a sight until the overgrown insect looked back at him.
Lincoln was too stunned to even make a remark and just stood motionless as the giant cicada looked at him with its piercing eyes. In the stunned silence between them, Lincoln couldn't even find it in him to run away from it and the cicada just ignored him and flew away into the reaches of the jungle. Once he saw that it was out of sight, Lincoln snapped out of his fear-induced trance and tried to process what he just saw.
"I-I-I don't believe it. W-was that a giant cicada?" Lincoln stuttered. He took another look at the jungle, realizing once again how huge all of the plants, rocks, trees, and now, even the insects were compared to him. From up above him, Lincoln then saw a leaf falling from a tree and watched as it slowly drifted towards the ground.
From where he was standing, Lincoln watched how big the leaf looked and saw how much bigger it really was when it landed on the ground right in front of him. His eyes widened in surprise at how huge it looked and measured it by laying on top of it. From the bottom of the leaf, Lincoln could see that it was approximately two or even three times his height and stood back up not even saying one thing.
Blinking in surprise, Lincoln finally found the words to describe his new findings. "What kind of island is this?" He asked with terrified anxiety.
Lincoln soon backed away and stopped once he felt a large rock behind him that blocked his path. But as soon as he turned around, he saw the huge rock and looked up to see something on top of it. To his surprise, it was a giant lizard and it looked a lot bigger than the cicada he just saw. Lincoln backed away again as the lizard stared at him intently like he was another prey for it.
Lincoln could see that the lizard was preparing itself to catch him and attempted to try and get further away from it. But with the lizard already waiting to pounce on him, Lincoln couldn't wait any longer. He ran off screaming for it while the lizard immediately gave chase. Lincoln ran as fast as he could and looked back to see the giant reptile was right on his tail.
"What is this place?!" Lincoln yelled while running "Giant trees, giant bugs, giant lizards? What's next?!" As he ran through the jungle with the truck-sized lizard behind him, Lincoln looked on both of his sides to see everything else on the island that looked bigger than him. The birds, the bugs, the flowers, everything was gigantic to him.
Lincoln was probably just an insignificant little dust mite compared to everything else on that island. That's what he felt like right now and he wasn't sure if he was actually going to survive living on that island for the rest of his life anymore. He felt like this was going to be the end of him, eaten by a gigantic lizard.
He kept running for a few more minutes, but since he didn't look where he was going, Lincoln eventually tripped on a big pebble and fell face-down into the dirt. "Why me?" He said, muffled with his face in the dirt.
Lifting his head up, Lincoln looked back and saw the lizard coming closer to him, ready to have him as its next meal. Lincoln could do nothing but panic as it inched closer to him licking its lips with its long tongue. Losing all hope, Lincoln just sat there waiting for the lizard to eat him alive, but to his sudden surprise, the lizard stopped in its tracks and looked as scared as he was. "Huh?" Lincoln wasn't sure why, but the lizard just turned around and ran away from him.
"Whew. That was too close." Lincoln then got back up and dusted himself off. "Hmm. I wonder why that big lizard just left me like that. Ahh, whatever. At least I didn't get eaten. That's a good sign." Lincoln was about to resume running through the jungle when he immediately felt another big wall in front of him. But this time, it wasn't hard like the rocks, this wall actually felt soft and furry for some reason.
"Huh? What is this?" He then felt the wall some more and realized that there was currently a very large shadow being cast over him. "Oh. Can't I get a break?" He complained. Lincoln then looked up and realized what scared the lizard away.
Standing above him was what appeared to be a gigantic dog. The dog looked to be as big as a dinosaur which intimidated the poor boy with how big and threatening it was compared to him. Lincoln was right in front of the enormous canine and saw that its breed was a yellow-furred bull mastiff, one of the biggest kinds of dogs in the world, making him feel even more intimidated by its presence.
Backing away slowly, Lincoln soon tripped and fell on his back again, alerting the giant dog to his presence on the ground. The dog looked down at him and identified Lincoln as another bug until it took a closer look at him. The dog gently lowered its head towards the tiny boy in front of it and Lincoln was paralyzed with fear as its large snout came closer to him.
With its snout hanging a few feet above Lincoln, the dog started sniffing him to see what he was. As he sat on the ground, though, Lincoln felt the suction of the dog's nose like it was a gigantic vacuum trying to suck him into it. He held on for as long as he could, but eventually, Lincoln lost his grip on the dirt and felt himself being pulled right up to the beast's huge nostrils. Fortunately, Lincoln instead fell back towards the ground as the dog instantly stopped sniffing him before he could get sucked into its nose.
The dog raised its head back up and Lincoln just watched as it opened its huge mouth and stuck out its large tongue. The dog appeared to be panting heavily and wagging its tail like it was happy to see the little creature before it. The dog might've been smiling, but Lincoln was still too terrified to reflect its jovial feelings. Once the dog began drooling, drops of its saliva slowly dripped across its tongue and then fell on top of Lincoln, snapping him out of his fear-induced trance.
"Ugh, eww! Giant dog slobber!" Lincoln said in disgust. He started shaking the saliva off of him and the dog watched happily as the boy looked like he was dancing around.
*ROUGH*
Lincoln was quickly startled by the loud noise above him and flinched in surprise. He realized it was the sound of the dog barking, which to him was a lot louder than it would normally be.
*ROUGH*
The large dog barked again and Lincoln had to cover his ears from the sheer volume of the colossal canine's voice. "Oh no." Lincoln panicked once he saw the dog lowering its head down towards him again, this time with its tongue hanging from its wide-open mouth. He thought the giant bull mastiff was going to eat him and did the only thing he could even think of in such a situation.
"NOT AGAIN!" Lincoln shouted and ran away from the giant dog screaming like he was on a rollercoaster.
The dog was still lowering its head to the ground but stopped once it saw the tiny person was no longer there. Once it didn't see him anywhere, the dog grew sad until it picked up his scent from where he previously laid and started looking for him. Lincoln, on the other hand, was just doing what he was mostly doing on since he woke up on the island, running for his life.
Lincoln just kept running through the giant-sized forest and didn't care where he was going as long as it was far away from the giant dog. He was beginning to run out of breath and thought that he would keel over from so much exertion, but if he didn't want another predator to spot him, than his only choice right now was to keep on running until he was safe from anything else that might eat him or until he was back on the beach.
After another two minutes of running for his life, Lincoln found his long sprint come to a sudden stop. He just kept sprinting along the clear path until, much to his surprise, Lincoln suddenly fell into a deep hole and landed into a thick mud puddle. Lifting his head out of the mud, Lincoln opened his eyes and began to lift himself back up, only to find himself completely drenched in mud. "Great." He complained.
Once he was back on his feet, Lincoln looked back at the wall of the pit and saw how deep the mud puddle was. He walked through the mud and realized just how high above him the edge of the pit was. It looked like it was about five of six feet above his head, but that didn't stop him from trying to climb back up to the top. "Dog slobber and now mud. Just what I needed." Lincoln muttered sarcastically as he climbed the wall of the pit.
Soon enough, Lincoln had reached the surface of the ground and laid himself face-down right in front of the mud puddle. He began catching his breath for a few minutes and recovered from the shock of his recent ordeals. Once he returned to his calm and collected state, Lincoln proceeded to shake off all of the mud that was covering his body.
"Okay. This has been quite a day so far." He said, wiping the last bit of mud off of his shirt. "First, I was nearly food for a giant lizard, then I was almost sucked into the nose and mouth of a building-sized dog." Lincoln groaned in frustration.
"Why did I have to end up on an uncharted island where everything is so much bigger? Why?!" Lincoln felt pretty good about surviving the island when he first woke up on the beach, but now, it seemed like all hope he had for surviving on this enlarged landscape was almost all but depleted. "And now, I just fell into a big mud puddle. When will it-"
Lincoln stopped himself once he took another look at the puddle. "What the? Wait a minute." Taking a closer look at the pit he climbed out of, Lincoln began to see something strange about how it looked on the other side of the pit. The shape of the puddle looked very weird to him, so since he couldn't see it clearly from where he stood, Lincoln had to find another way to see how the mud pit was shaped. He then saw a large rock sitting next to the pit and climbed on top of it to see how the puddle was formed, even though he felt terrified that his realization might just scare him as much as the dog did.
Once Lincoln climbed to the top of the rock, he could make out the shape of the mud puddle more easily, but from what he could see, he really wished that he didn't climb the rock. "*gasp* Oh. My. Gosh!" Lincoln screamed.
"That's not a mud puddle, it's a foot print!" Lincoln said in shocked realization. From what he saw, it appeared that Lincoln's statement was proven to be true. The so-called "mud pit" that he climbed out of was indeed shaped like a human barefoot. This realization filled Lincoln's mind with even more terrifying thoughts about the about the island.
"This can't be. That's a footprint?" Lincoln soon came to new conclusions and compiled everything he's seen on the island so far. "But if that's a human footprint, and I just saw a gigantic dog, then that must mean..." Lincoln was shocked that he couldn't bring himself to say his thoughts out loud. He realized that if the the wildlife in this jungle were so big, then the same must be true for its inhabitants.
He climbed down from the top of the rock and stood at the side of the giant footprint fearing what he was going to encounter next. "This can't be true. I can't believe I'm actually looking at a human footprint. And it's huge!"
"If this is how big a footprint on this island can be, then that means what or whoever made it has to be-"
*BOOM*
Lincoln's train of thought was instantly broken by the sound of a loud booming noise in the distance. "Huh?! What was that?!" Looking around, Lincoln couldn't see anymore bugs or giant lizards, but then he heard the sound again. And this time, once he heard the noise, he felt the entire ground shake along with it.
*BOOM*
"Is that an earthquake?!" Lincoln asked, but he couldn't have been more wrong. The booming noises continued and shook the ground he was standing on. The shaking was so intense that he lost his balance fell on the ground. Luckily, he didn't fall into the footprint again or he could've been in even more trouble. "What's going on?!"
The shaking was getting stronger and the booming sounded like it was getting closer to him. Lincoln could hardly process what was happening until he realized what it had to be. "Oh no." Lincoln looked in the distance and saw a small shadow appearing from the brushes of the giant jungle, making him instantly see what it was. "I've gotta hide!" Lincoln then acted as fast as he could and ran behind the rock on the right-side of the footprint to avoid being seen by whatever was coming through the jungle.
From his hiding spot, Lincoln could finally see what was making that booming noise. He gasped in complete shock at the very sight of it and couldn't believe his eyes. From out of the thick brushes of the jungle came a gigantic figure that towered miles above Lincoln. He had absolutely no idea how to process what he was looking at, but from where he stood, it appeared to be a gigantic human being.
Lincoln rubbed his eyes in denial over what he was looking at. He looked at it again and saw that it wasn't a dream. What he saw was truly an enormous, towering human being that looked as tall as a skyscraper. The towering human was so big that Lincoln could hardly see its face clearly, but as it walked along the path he was on, Lincoln began to see the giant human in a better light.
From what he could tell, the giant appeared to be a young woman who looked like she was in her late teens, or her early twenties at the most. She wore an animal-skin pelt around her nether regions and another animal-skin garment that covered her massive breasts. As he gazed upon her some more, the sight of this ginormous vixen made Lincoln blush once he got a much better look at her.
She had the some of the largest and thickest assets of any woman he had ever seen. Her legs were so thick and the rest of her body had such a fine, muscular physique that was probably the result of living her whole life in the wilderness, and her large round breasts jiggled and swayed from side-to-side with every step she took. Her amazingly curvy body was almost enough to make Lincoln almost feel like revealing himself to her. But of course, he knew he wasn't going to go that far.
The giant woman walked closer and closer to where he was hiding and Lincoln could do nothing but avoid detection from this incoming titan. The rock was a bit taller than Lincoln and just big enough to keep him hidden from the giant. After a few more steps, the towering figure stepped perfectly into the footprint Lincoln recently climbed out of, making a big splash that spread mud all around it.
"WHOA!" Lincoln came out of from behind the rock with some of the mud from the footprint covering him. He then looked to his right and saw that the giant had already passed him and walked into the distance of the jungle. As he watched the curvy titan walk away from him, Lincoln could soon see up to her head and saw that she actually had long brown hair tied into a ponytail. But what really caught his attention was her enormous round rear end.
Her butt cheeks were nothing short of amazing to say the least. As she walked into the forest, Lincoln blushed again as he saw her behind move so gracefully from under her animal-skin skirt. Getting himself back together, Lincoln snapped out of it and managed to put everything together.
"I'm on the island of giants!" He declared as the reality of the situation finally set in. "I can't believe it. First it was bugs, then a dog, and now a giant lady. This can't be real!" Lincoln was about to panic again and took a deep breath as he tried to calm himself down again. With his mind cleared, only one thing came to his mind at the moment.
"I've got to get out of here."
Hello everyone. I hope you're all liking how this story is going so far. I'm still working on it and I might edit this chapter later. The problem I see is that I have a hard time deciding on the size proportions for some of the giantess characters. Some of the height proportions between Lincoln and some of the giantesses might be a little bit inconsistent so if you have any suggestions to help me clear that up, it would be very appreciated. Thank you.
