(Tiny Natsu / Unaware Giantess Cana Alberona)
Natsu—
I woke up to a world gone mad. The first thing that hit me was the cold, hard surface beneath me, followed by the realization that I was surrounded by giant objects. Blinking the sleep from my eyes, I rubbed them and yawned, stretching out my arms. When I finally took a proper look around, the sight left me stunned. The table in the guild hall, usually so familiar, was now an alien landscape.
Massive tankards that I could fit inside loomed like ancient monoliths, a plate with crumbs the size of boulders rested nearby, and Lucy's book lay open, its pages as big as billboards. Each item was a testament to my new size. Judging by the scale of everything, I must have been no more than a few inches tall.
I began to wander, still groggy from sleep, trying to make sense of this bizarre situation. My thoughts were sluggish, the enormity of my surroundings adding to the surreal feeling. I was so preoccupied with my musings that I almost didn't notice the quakes. At first, they were faint, like distant thunder, but they quickly grew stronger, shaking the ground beneath my feet.
Looking up, I saw the colossal form of Cana Alberona striding towards the table, each step causing a tremor that resonated through my bones. She was carrying two mugs of beer, each one larger than a house to me. As she drew closer, her size became even more daunting. Her blue bikini barely contained her mountainous breasts, which bounced with each step, defying gravity. Her red capri pants clung to her thighs, highlighting their powerful curves.
My mouth gaped as she approached, her beauty magnified to an almost divine level by her sheer size. Her skin glowed in the sunlight filtering through the guild hall windows, and her long brown hair swayed with each step. She was a living, breathing titaness, and I was but an insect in her presence.
Cana's steps brought her right up to the table, her crotch only a few feet away from me. The scent of her, intoxicating and overwhelming, fogged my mind. I moved closer to the edge of the table and craned my neck to look up, but her breasts blocked my view of anything beyond. The sheer scale of her body left me feeling dizzy and disoriented.
Suddenly, she slammed both mugs onto the table, the impact causing a shockwave that nearly sent me flying. One of the mugs landed dangerously close, and I fell backward onto a chair. Dazed, I looked up to see Cana moving to sit down. Her colossal form blocked out the light, casting a shadow over me as I lay sprawled on the chair.
From my vantage point, her red capri pants tightly hugged the perfect curve of her enormous ass. My face flushed as I watched, mesmerized, as she began to lower herself in slow motion. The way her pants clung to her every curve was almost hypnotic, and I couldn't tear my eyes away.
As her ass descended, I snapped out of my stupor and scrambled to move. I ran as fast as my tiny legs could carry me, but I wasn't fast enough. Her ass came down, trapping my legs beneath its immense weight. Pain shot through my body, but it was mingled with an overwhelming sensation of warmth and pressure. Her scent was even stronger now, enveloping me completely.
Cana adjusted herself in the seat, and I was pressed deeper into the chair. The force of her colossal ass against me was both suffocating and oddly exhilarating. My world was reduced to the heat, the pressure, and the intoxicating scent of her.
Pinned beneath her, I could do nothing but endure as she shifted her weight again, rubbing me further into the chair. The sensation was overwhelming, a mix of agony and strange pleasure. Every movement she made sent a fresh wave of sensations through my body, and I was utterly at her mercy.
The crushing pressure of Cana's ass enveloped me entirely. Each time she adjusted her position, I was pressed deeper into the chair, the overwhelming weight causing my bones to creak. The heat was intense, the scent overpowering, and every movement she made sent ripples through my body. Just as I thought I couldn't take it any longer, the pressure lifted, giving me a fleeting moment of reprieve.
Seizing the opportunity, I crawled forward on my hands and knees, gasping for air. But before I could make any significant progress, her ass cheek slammed down again, this time just behind me. The force of the impact sent a shockwave through the chair, and I collapsed, panting, grateful to have avoided being crushed once more.
I took a deep breath, my nostrils filled with the intoxicating scent coming from Cana's vagina and ass. The aroma was potent, a mix of musk and something sweet, causing my mind to fog over. For a few moments, I was lost in a haze of thoughts about serving her every need, the idea both arousing and terrifying. Shaking my head, I forced myself to focus. I needed a plan.
Above me, Cana leaned back, lifting one of the massive mugs to her lips. I watched, spellbound, as she took a deep drink. Her throat moved rhythmically with each swallow, and a few drops of beer escaped her lips, falling like meteors towards me. They hit me with surprising force, knocking me onto my back and soaking me in the cold, bitter liquid.
Cana slammed the mug onto the table with a relieved sigh, the sound like a thunderclap to my tiny ears. She let out a careless burp, the booming noise reverberating through my body. Just as I managed to stand up, she shifted again, lifting one of her ass cheeks. I barely had time to react before she released a fart. The noise was deafening, and the smell, both revolting and strangely intoxicating, overwhelmed my senses. I fell onto my back, coughing and gagging, as her ass settled again with a tremor that shook the entire chair.
I heard Cana giggle, the sound like a peal of thunder, before she took another drink from her mug. I lay there for a few minutes, trying to regain my composure. The air was thick with her scent, and the constant movement of her massive body made the ground beneath me feel unstable.
As I struggled to think of a way to get to her shoulder, Cana moved her head, causing her hair to sway and fall onto the chair near me. The strands were as thick as ropes, and I realized this might be my only chance. Grabbing onto a lock of her hair, I began to climb. Each movement she made caused her hair to swing wildly, and I held on for dear life as the world spun around me.
The ascent was slow and arduous. My muscles ached from the effort, and the constant motion made me feel nauseous. But I refused to give up. Slowly, steadily, I climbed higher, the landscape of her body stretching out beneath me like a living, breathing mountain range.
After what felt like an eternity, I finally reached her shoulder. Exhausted and still feeling sick, I slumped over it, laying face down on the curve of her shoulder. My breathing was ragged, and my body felt like it was made of lead.
From my new vantage point, I looked down to see Cana's giant breasts bouncing and swaying with her movements. The bikini she wore struggled to contain them, the fabric stretched tight over her ample curves.
Laying there, too tired to move, I marveled at the sheer scale of everything around me. The smells, the sounds, the sensations—they were all amplified a thousandfold.As I lay sprawled on Cana's shoulder, trying to catch my breath and get over my nauseous stomach, I heard her begin to giggle and hiccup.
Her laughter reverberated through my tiny body, each hiccup sending tremors through her skin. She lifted her mug again, and the world around me tilted dangerously. I felt myself sliding backwards, my grip slipping as the giantess brought her drink to her lips. Desperately, I clung to her skin, my fingers digging in as I tried to hang on.
The moment she slammed her mug down onto the table, the force of it sent me flying off her shoulder. I sailed through the air, my stomach lurching as the world spun around me. The air rushed past, whipping my hair and clothes as I flew towards the massive expanse of Cana's chest. I hit one of her mountain-sized breasts with a solid thud, bouncing off the warm, firm flesh a couple of times before I was sent plummeting towards the table below.
The descent was a blur of motion and sensation. The table seemed to rush up to meet me, but just as I thought I might crash into the hard surface, my angle changed slightly, and I found myself hurtling towards Cana's second mug. There was nothing I could do to stop it. I hit the surface of the beer with a splash, sinking a few feet into the cold, fizzy liquid before I began to rise back to the top.
As I floated at the surface, I looked up to see the rim of the mug towering high above me. The beer around me sloshed and waved, the golden liquid reflecting the light in a mesmerizing dance. Cana's face loomed far above, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she giggled, causing her mountain-sized breasts to jiggle and sway.
Her laughter seemed to shake the very air around me. The mug rocked gently with her movements, the beer splashing against the sides. I saw her glance down into the mug, her colossal eyes peering into the depths as if she was looking right at me. Panic surged through me as I realized how tiny and insignificant I must seem. I waved my arms wildly, screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping she would see me.
But as I looked up at her face, I saw the telltale signs of drunkenness. Her eyes were half-lidded, her cheeks flushed, and her smile was lopsided. She had the look of someone who was not entirely in control of their faculties. My heart sank as I saw her giant hand reaching towards the mug. Her fingers wrapped around the mug, and I was thrown around in the beer as she lifted it towards her face.
The motion was dizzying, the beer sloshing around me as she brought the mug closer to her lips. I looked up and saw a close-up of Cana's face, her colossal mouth and nose dominating the sky above me. Each breath she took sent gusts of wind into the mug, ruffling the surface of the beer. Her eyes, each the size of a small moon, seemed to take up the entire sky.
I watched in horror as she closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly, her mouth opening wide. The sight of her cavernous maw, saliva glistening on her tongue and teeth, was like something out of a nightmare. She tilted the mug towards her mouth, and a current started as the beer began to flow into her mouth. I swam as hard as I could, but the current was too strong. I was no match for the pull of her drink, and I felt myself being swept towards her gaping maw.
Just as I thought I was about to be swallowed, luck was on my side. Cana pulled the mug from her mouth just in the nick of time. Exhausted from swimming with all my might, I fell back into the mug, gasping for breath. The beer sloshed around me as she placed the mug back on the table with a resounding thud.
She let out a large sigh of happiness, the sound like a gale-force wind to my tiny ears. The sigh was followed by a burp, the booming noise reverberating through the beer and sending ripples across the surface. The remaining beer in the mug sloshed around wildly, tossing me about for a couple of minutes.
As the beer finally settled, I lay there, panting and shivering in the cold liquid. My world had become a chaotic, overwhelming place, each new moment filled with peril and unexpected challenges.
As Cana pulled the mug back from her lips, I felt a strange mix of relief and dread. My tiny body, along with a few drops of beer, spilled onto her lips as she moved the mug away. I found myself stuck in the sticky residue of the beer on her colossal lips, the skin warm and slightly sticky beneath me. Above, her nose loomed like a gigantic cliff, the twin caverns of her nostrils visible in daunting detail.
Each breath she took sent a rush of air down from her nostrils, creating a rhythmic, whooshing sound that filled my tiny world. The scent was a mix of beer and her natural fragrance, a combination that was both overwhelming and oddly comforting. As she slammed the mug back onto the table, the reverberating bang felt like an earthquake, sending tremors through my already unsteady ground.
Cana let out a booming burp, the force of it sending a massive tremor through her lips and shaking my entire body. I was momentarily stunned by the sheer power of the sound, my ears ringing from the impact. The vibrations subsided, but my predicament remained dire. I was stuck to her lip, and the colossal presence of her nose above me was a constant reminder of how small and insignificant I was in this giant world.
I felt her lips part slightly, a warm rush of air escaping her mouth. Her colossal tongue slid out, curling up as it began to soak up the beer that had spilled. The sight of her tongue, a vast, pink landscape moving towards me, was both mesmerizing and terrifying. It started on the other side of her lip, slowly making its way across the sticky terrain towards me.
Desperately, I tried to pry myself loose, my hands slipping on the slick surface of her lip. But I didn't have enough time. Her tongue reached me, the rough, wet surface enveloping my tiny body in an instant. The saliva soaked through my clothes, clinging to my skin as I was swept up by the colossal tongue. The sheer force of it was overwhelming, and I found myself stuck to it, unable to break free as it retreated back into her awaiting mouth.
The light disappeared as her lips closed behind me, sealing me in the humid, dark cavern of her mouth. The air was thick with moisture, and the scent of beer and saliva filled my nostrils. Covered in her sticky saliva, I could feel every movement of her tongue as it wiggled in her mouth, shaking my world wildly. The force of it pushed me against the roof of her mouth a couple of times, the hard surface pressing into my back painfully.
For what felt like an eternity, I endured the humid torture, my body tossed and turned by the movements of her tongue. The darkness was absolute, and the constant motion made it impossible to find any sort of stability. I felt like I was trapped in a living, breathing nightmare, completely at the mercy of Cana's colossal body.
After a few minutes, a sudden influx of light blinded me as Cana opened her mouth. I felt her head tilt back slightly, and I saw the giant mug tilting towards her awaiting maw. The beer came rushing in, the golden liquid flowing over me in a rough, powerful torrent. The current was too strong to resist, and it peeled me from Cana's tongue one limb at a time.
The beer flowed over me, each wave pulling me further from the sticky surface of her tongue. I struggled to hold on, but the force of the current was too much. Just as the last bit of beer was flowing over me, I was jostled free, swept along with the torrent of liquid. I tumbled through the beer, my body spinning uncontrollably as I was pulled towards her throat.
The descent was a blur of motion and sensation. The walls of her throat loomed ahead, the muscles contracting and expanding rhythmically as she swallowed. The beer carried me along, the bubbles popping against my skin as I was tossed and turned by the current. I had no control over where I was going, my tiny body completely at the mercy of the liquid that surrounded me.
I was swept into her throat, the tight, muscular walls squeezing me from all sides as I was pulled deeper into her body. The sensation was both terrifying and surreal, the pressure immense and unyielding. The sound of her heartbeat and the rush of her blood filled my ears, a constant reminder of the giantess whose body I was now trapped inside.
As I was carried further down her throat, the pressure increased, the muscles contracting around me with powerful force. I could feel the heat of her body, the temperature rising as I was pulled deeper into her. The world around me was a chaotic blur of motion and sensation, each moment a struggle to breathe and stay conscious.
Eventually, I felt myself being pushed into a larger, more open space. The pressure eased slightly, and I realized I had been swallowed into her stomach. The air was thick and humid, the scent of acid and partially digested food filling my nostrils. The sounds of her stomach gurgling and churning were loud and constant, the rhythmic contractions of the muscles around me creating a nightmarish symphony.
I floated in the pool of stomach acid, my body battered and bruised from the journey. The liquid around me was warm and corrosive, burning my skin and clothes. I knew I had to find a way out, but the sheer scale of everything around me was overwhelming. I was a tiny speck in a vast, living landscape, completely at the mercy of Cana's body.
Desperation fueled my thoughts. I couldn't stay here; I had to escape before the stomach acids did any more damage. I searched for anything that might offer a way out, but the walls of her stomach were smooth and slick, the muscles contracting rhythmically. The acidic liquid continued to burn, and I could feel my strength waning.
The scent of acid and the gurgling sounds of her stomach were overpowering, a constant reminder of the peril I was in. I tried to stay afloat, but the churning liquid made it difficult to find any stability. The heat was intense, the air thick with humidity, making it hard to breathe.
The churning and gurgling of Cana's stomach was a symphony of discomfort. I struggled to stay afloat in the acidic liquid, the constant motion making it nearly impossible. Suddenly, a powerful wave surged beneath me, launching me into the air. For a moment, I was suspended, weightless in the humid, oppressive atmosphere of her stomach. Then, her stomach began to rumble, a deep, ominous sound that reverberated through my tiny body.
Without warning, a violent current of air picked me up, the force of it almost ripping me apart. I was being sucked upwards, spinning wildly as I was pulled back up her throat. The sensation was dizzying, my world a chaotic blur of motion and sound. The powerful suction of her burp sent me hurtling through the tight, muscular tube of her esophagus, the walls squeezing and contracting around me as I ascended.
I barely had time to process what was happening before I was ejected into her mouth, the sudden change in environment jarring. The cavernous space of her mouth loomed around me, the light filtering in from her parted lips. I was still spinning, my sense of direction completely lost. As I flew towards the opening, I saw a giant palm placed just in front of her mouth. The realization hit me too late; I couldn't stop my trajectory.
I flew out of her mouth, propelled by the force of her burp, and crashed into the palm of her hand. The impact was hard, knocking the breath out of me. I tumbled down her palm, the surface rough against my skin. The next moment, I was falling through the open air, the ground far below me.
My descent was rapid, the air rushing past me as I plummeted towards her chest. I tried to brace myself for the impact, but nothing could have prepared me for what came next. I fell straight into the crevice between her mountain-sized breasts, the warm, soft flesh enveloping me in darkness. For a moment, I was stuck, wedged between her breasts, the heat and the scent of her skin overwhelming my senses.
Then, with a casual movement, Cana brought her hand down from her mouth towards the table, causing her breasts to slam together. I was caught in the middle, the force pressing me tightly between the warm, yielding flesh. The pressure was immense, but the softness of her breasts cushioned the impact somewhat. I was repeatedly enveloped by her breasts as she giggled, the sound resonating through her body and into mine.
Sweat formed above me, colossal drops that slid down the dark crevice and landed on me, soaking me in her salty perspiration. The small amount of light above me would disappear as her breasts closed in, plunging me into darkness each time they met. I was drenched in sweat, the salty liquid stinging my eyes and soaking through my clothes. The heat was oppressive, the scent of her body all-encompassing.
Desperately, I tried to grab onto something to pull myself out, but the slick, sweaty surface of her skin made it nearly impossible. Each attempt was met with failure as I slipped and fell, only to be crushed lightly between her breasts once more. The rhythmic motion of her giggling only added to my predicament, each laugh causing her breasts to jiggle and slam together.
Through the small openings of light, I saw the colossal mug get raised to her mouth again. Cana greedily chugged the remaining beer, some of it spilling from the sides of her mouth. I watched in horror as giant drops of beer fell from her lips, splashing onto the top of her breasts and sliding down the sides. The droplets rolled down the soft curves, converging towards the crevice where I was trapped.
As the beer mixed with her sweat, the warm liquid soaked me further. Cana's breasts smashed together around me, the beer and sweat mixing as her breasts jiggled. The pressure and the movement were relentless, the heat and humidity making it difficult to breathe. Her giggles only made it worse, the sound a constant reminder of my helplessness.
Exhaustion began to overtake me. The combination of heat, pressure, and the relentless motion sapped my strength. I could feel my consciousness slipping as I lay trapped between the warmth of her breasts, the rhythmic thud of her heartbeat a soothing, almost hypnotic presence.
The sounds around me began to fade, the world growing distant and blurry. I could feel the steady rise and fall of her breathing, the gentle motion lulling me into a state of drowsiness. The warmth of her body, despite the discomfort, provided a strange sense of comfort. I closed my eyes, letting the exhaustion wash over me.
My last thoughts were of my friends, of the guild, of the adventures we had shared. I knew I had to find a way out of this, but for now, all I could do was rest and gather my strength. The challenges ahead were daunting, but I was determined to survive. No matter how small I might be, I was still Natsu Dragneel, and I would find a way to overcome this giant world.
As I drifted into unconsciousness, the steady beat of Cana's heart was the last thing I heard, a rhythmic reminder of the living, breathing giantess whose body I was now a part of. The adventure was far from over, and I would need every ounce of my strength and courage to navigate this giant world and find my way back to safety.
For now, I would rest, gathering my strength for the trials to come. The warmth of her breasts and the steady rhythm of her heartbeat were a strange comfort, lulling me into a deep, restorative sleep. The journey ahead was uncertain, but I was ready to face it, no matter what challenges lay in my path.