Tiny Issei and Kiba / Aware Giantess Rias and Asia.
(Focus is on Issei/Aisa)
Issei—
The sun blazed high in the sky, casting a golden hue over everything it touched. The air was thick with the scent of chlorine from the pool, mixed with the subtle aroma of sunscreen. Rias and Asia lay on sunbeds, their skin glistening under the sun.
They wore matching two-piece bikinis that accentuated their curves, and their sunglasses reflected the light, giving them an air of untouchable allure. Their laughter, like the sound of bells, filled the air, a sharp contrast to the world I found myself in.
Kiba and I were trapped in a box that seemed like an insurmountable fortress, its walls looming high above us. We were naked, our only company being the overwhelming sound of the giant world around us. The texture of the cardboard box was rough against my skin, and I could feel every fiber as I leaned back, trying to comprehend the sheer scale of our situation.
"Say, Asia," Rias's voice boomed, reverberating through the cardboard walls of our prison. Her voice, usually so sweet and seductive, now sounded like the roar of a titan. "Why don't we try out our new toys hmm?" Her giggle followed, a sound that, at our size, was both enchanting and terrifying.
A shadow fell over us as Rias's colossal hand descended into the box. Her fingers, each as large as tree trunks, curled around us with surprising gentleness. The air rushed past me, a fierce wind generated by her movement, making it hard to breathe. I glanced at Kiba, who seemed as bewildered as I was, before we were both lifted into the air.
Rias's hand moved over to Asia, her red-tipped nails gleaming in the sunlight. Without warning, I was dropped. The world blurred as I plummeted through the air, the wind howling in my ears.
I hit something soft and bounced, rolling and tumbling until I came to a stop in a warm, fleshy valley. Dazed, I looked up to see two massive, pale mounds surrounding me. It took a moment for my brain to catch up with my eyes, but I realized I was nestled between Asia's breasts.
The sensation was overwhelming. Her skin was smooth and warm, and each subtle movement she made sent ripples through the soft flesh around me. I shook my head, trying to clear the dizziness from my fall, and sat up. High above, Asia's colossal face stared down at me, her eyes wide with wonder. Her cheeks were flushed, a delicate pink that contrasted with the bright blue of her eyes.
"Oh my goodness," Asia's voice boomed, her breath washing over me in warm, fragrant waves. "You're cute." Her words were filled with genuine amazement and affection, but at my size, the sheer volume made my ears ring.
Before I could respond, Asia's fingers, as large as my entire body, gently pinched around my torso and lifted me up. Dangling in front of her face, I could feel the power in her grasp, though she was being incredibly gentle. Every breath she took created gusts of wind that caused me to sway precariously. Her lips, full and slightly parted, were like massive pink pillows, and her eyes sparkled with curiosity and excitement.
"Are you sure this i..." Asia started, her head turning slightly towards Rias. She trailed off, her eyes widening as she witnessed something that made her blush even deeper. Rias was in the process of thrusting Kiba inside her vagina, her movements deliberate and sensual. The sight caused Asia to bite her lip, her blush spreading down her neck.
"It's okay to have some fun once in a while," Rias said, her voice calm and reassuring despite the situation. "These tiny beings were created for the purpose of helping us grow our magic powers."
I could see the hesitation in Asia's eyes, but she nodded slowly. Her grip on me tightened slightly, and she moved her hand over her stomach. "O..okay, little t.t.toy," she stuttered, her voice trembling. "Time to...get to w...work."
She released me, and I fell once more, landing with a soft thud on her smooth, flat stomach. The surface was warm and slightly slick from sweat, and I had to scramble to find my footing. Asia's face loomed above me, her eyes filled with a mix of uncertainty and excitement.
I looked up as a shadow fell over me. Asia's giant hand was holding a bottle of suntan oil, the cap already off. She pointed the bottle at her stomach, and a large drop of oil splashed down, coating me and the surrounding skin in a slick sheen. I slipped, my feet unable to find purchase, and Asia's laughter echoed around me, a sound that was both endearing and slightly menacing given my current predicament.
"Stop fooling around and get to work," she said, her voice firmer now. She placed the bottle of oil on the table next to her sunbed, her eyes never leaving me.
It took a few moments, but I managed to steady myself. The oil made everything slippery, but I got onto my hands and knees and started rubbing the oil into her skin. The texture of her skin was incredible up close, every pore visible, every tiny hair a reminder of my new perspective. As I worked, Asia giggled, her laughter causing tremors through her body that made me slip and slide across her stomach.
My journey brought me to the edge of her bikini bottoms, and as I tried to stabilize myself, my head slipped inside the fabric. The sudden darkness and the overwhelming scent of her body made me panic, and I struggled to free myself. Above, Asia's blush deepened, her face turning a bright red.
With a gentle but firm grip, Asia pulled me out of her bikini bottoms and dropped me between her colossal breasts. She removed her bikini top, her breasts now fully exposed to the sun and my tiny form. She squeezed some lotion onto her breasts, the cool liquid contrasting with her warm skin, and told me with more confidence, "Get back to work."
I climbed onto her left breast, using her hard nipple as a handhold. The sensation of her skin under my hands and feet was soft and yielding, yet firm beneath the surface. I rubbed the oil around her nipple, feeling it harden even more under my touch. Asia's moans grew louder, vibrating through her body and into mine, making it hard to concentrate.
After spending a few minutes on her left breast, I made my way to her right. I slipped and fell into the soft flesh several times, the oil making it nearly impossible to keep my balance. Asia's moans became more frequent, and I could feel her body reacting to my movements. Her giant hands cupped her breasts, her fingers pinching her nipples together with me trapped in between.
Her moans were like thunderclaps, shaking me to my core. I was on her right nipple, rubbing the oil in with my hands, my arousal growing with each moment. Unable to resist, I started to suck and lick her nipple. Asia's back arched, and she let out a cry of pleasure, her hands pressing her breasts together even more.
She played with her breasts, squeezing them and me together, creating a sensation of being trapped in a soft, warm prison. The pressure and the heat were overwhelming, and I could feel her heartbeat through the flesh, a steady, powerful rhythm that matched her arousal.
Eventually, I slipped between her breasts, the soft flesh surrounding me completely. Asia continued to fondle her breasts, squeezing and pressing them together, trapping me in the process. The sensation of being caught between her massive mounds of flesh was both exhilarating and terrifying, and I could feel my own arousal growing despite the situation.
As I lay there, surrounded by the warm, fragrant flesh of Asia's breasts, I couldn't help but wonder how much more of this I could take. The world of giants was a place of wonder and danger, and I was just beginning to understand the full extent of what that meant.
Asia's moans grew louder, reverberating through her body and into mine. Her breasts pressed together with more force, creating an intense heat as sweat began to form on her skin. Each movement of her chest caused me to be jostled around, my tiny body sliding and slipping between the slick, warm mounds of flesh. The sound of her heartbeat was a constant, powerful thrum in my ears, and her moans were like thunderclaps, shaking me to my core. The scent of her sweat mixed with the tropical fragrance of her lotion, creating an intoxicating aroma that filled the air around me.
For several minutes, I was trapped in this world of warm, pulsating flesh. The pressure increased as Asia's arousal grew, her moans turning into cries of pleasure. I could feel the slickness of her skin against mine, every pore and every bead of sweat magnified by my shrunken perspective. The sensation was overwhelming, and I struggled to keep my bearings as I was jostled and squeezed between her breasts.
Finally, Asia let go of her breasts, and I slipped between them, tumbling down her smooth stomach. The skin there was softer, with a slight sheen of sweat that made it even more slippery. I tumbled and rolled, my world a blur of pale flesh, until I came to a sudden stop. My head was lodged firmly into her bikini bottoms, my arms and legs enshrouded in darkness.
I struggled to free myself, my movements causing Asia's body to tremble. The tightness of her bikini pressed me against the top of her vagina, and I could feel the heat and moisture increasing as she grew more aroused. Each wiggle and push on my part seemed to drive her wild, her body responding with slight tremors that made my position even more precarious. Her juices started to seep through the fabric, making it slick and adding to the difficulty of freeing myself.
Suddenly, the pressure lessened, and I felt a rush of cool air as Asia's giant hands removed her bikini bottoms. The sight was both a relief and a new source of terror. The sheer scale of her naked form was staggering, and I realized just how insignificant I was in comparison. But my relief was short-lived as Asia's hand pressed against me, pushing me even more firmly into her skin. She moved me to cover the entrance to her giant vagina, her fingers rubbing my form up and down.
"I guess I can help you," Asia's voice boomed, her words vibrating through my body. The sensation of being rubbed against her entrance was intense. Her juices soaked me completely, the heat and slickness making every movement a struggle. I could hear her moans growing louder, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she continued to pleasure herself with me.
For several minutes, this continued. I was nothing more than a toy, a means for her to explore her desires. Her fingers manipulated me with a skill that was both terrifying and exhilarating, each movement causing my world to spin and tilt. I was drenched in her juices, the scent and taste of her arousal overwhelming my senses.
Then, her hand stopped. I felt a momentary relief, but it was quickly replaced by a new sensation. Asia used one of her fingers to press against the back of my head, forcing me inside the folds of her entrance. The heat and moisture were overwhelming as I was slowly pushed further inside. Her inner walls clenched around me, each movement a reminder of the immense power she wielded.
When I was fully inside, her fingers brushed against my feet, pushing me further into the depths of her body. The pressure and heat increased as she started to thrust slowly, each movement making me feel smaller and more insignificant. Her inner walls clenched around me, squeezing me with a force that made it hard to breathe. I could feel my power being absorbed into her tightening walls, my body shrinking even more.
Asia's fingers began to thrust faster and faster, her moans turning into cries of ecstasy. Each movement caused me to shrink further, my power being drained into her. Her body shook more and more, the tremors increasing in intensity. I was pushed against her inner wall, the ridges of her fingers growing larger as I became smaller.
The world around me was a constant cycle of pressure and release, the heat and moisture becoming more intense with each passing moment. Asia's moans were a constant backdrop, muffled but powerful, filling my ears and making it hard to focus on anything else. I was caught in the rhythm of her pleasure, my own sense of self being slowly eroded away.
I got smaller and smaller, the dim light revealing the ridges of her fingers above me. I was stuck to her inner wall, my power completely drained. The sensation of being so small, so powerless, was both terrifying and strangely exhilarating. I could feel the texture of her skin against mine, every ridge and every fold a reminder of how insignificant I had become.
Asia's body began to quake, the tremors growing in intensity. Her inner walls clenched around her giant fingers, pressing me roughly against the ridges. The pressure was immense, the heat and moisture creating a suffocating environment. Her orgasm lasted for what felt like an eternity, her walls shaking with a fervor that left me breathless.
Trapped between her walls and her finger, I could do nothing but endure the overwhelming sensation. The sheer force of her orgasm was unlike anything I had ever experienced, the power of her body a reminder of how truly small I was. As the tremors finally began to subside, I was left exhausted, my body completely drained and my mind reeling from the intensity of the experience.
The world around me was a tumultuous blend of heat and motion. Asia's inner walls trembled and quaked, the fleshy landscape pulsating with life. I was stuck to the ridges of her giant finger, my body molded against the moist, slick surface. Each subtle movement of her finger sent ripples through her walls, rubbing against my erection and causing waves of pleasure to course through me. The sensation was overwhelming, the pressure and heat combining to create an intense, almost unbearable arousal. The smell of her arousal was thick in the air, a musky, intoxicating scent that filled my lungs with each breath.
My mind was a whirlwind of sensations. The soft, warm flesh of Asia's walls pressed against me, their rhythmic contractions squeezing and releasing, creating a constant pressure. The ridges of her finger, slick with her juices, rubbed against me with a friction that sent sparks of pleasure shooting through my body. Unable to hold back, I climaxed, the intensity of my orgasm magnified by my tiny size. The release was both a relief and a new source of tension as my body continued to be manipulated by her movements.
After a few minutes, the finger began to slowly pull out of the vagina. The walls continued to cling to the giant digit, creating a suction that made every movement feel like a struggle. As the finger slid past me, it dragged along my skin, the ridges and folds of her inner walls rubbing against me with a persistent, intimate pressure. I could feel the warmth and wetness of her juices, the slickness making it hard to keep my grip on anything solid.
Just as the finger was reaching the exit, I felt myself being peeled off by her wall. My back seemed to attach to the moist surface like glue, the suction and pressure holding me in place as the finger slipped away. I watched, my perspective skewed by my position, as the giant finger was pulled out of the tunnel with a pop that reverberated around me. The sound was muffled yet powerful, the vibrations echoing through my tiny body.
Asia's walls closed shut, enveloping me in darkness. The world around me was a confined space of warmth and pressure, the slight tremors of her body creating a sensation of constant movement. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat amplified by the enclosed space. The scent of her arousal was even stronger here, a heady aroma that filled my senses and made it hard to think of anything else.
As I lay there, stuck to the wall of Asia's vagina, I felt her body shift and start to relax. The muscles around me softened slightly, the contractions less intense but still present. The wall I was attached to seemed to mold around my arms and legs, the slick surface creating a bond that felt unbreakable. Each movement I made was met with resistance, the flesh around me holding me in place with a persistent, intimate pressure.
I could feel my power starting to return, a small spark of energy that gave me a momentary sense of hope. But just as quickly as it came, it was sucked out of me and into Asia through her walls. Each small burst of power caused a muffled moan from Asia, the sound vibrating through the flesh and into my body. The sensation was both frustrating and strangely exhilarating, each attempt to grow met with a new wave of pleasure and absorption.
Every time I tried to muster more power, the walls around me seemed to tighten, squeezing the energy out of me and into Asia. Her moans became more frequent, each one a reminder of the intimate connection we shared. The heat and pressure of her body were a constant presence, the slickness of her juices making it hard to find any solid ground. I was trapped in this world of warmth and flesh, my every movement dictated by the whims of her body.
As I lay there, unable to free myself from the wall of her vagina, I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. The situation was terrifying, the sheer scale of Asia's body a constant reminder of my insignificance. But there was also a sense of awe, a recognition of the incredible power and beauty that surrounded me. The sounds and smells of the giant world were overwhelming, each one a vivid reminder of my place in this new reality.
The sensation of being trapped, of having my power drained and absorbed by Asia, was both a curse and a strange sort of blessing. It was a reminder of my vulnerability, of the immense power that the giants wielded. But it was also a connection, a bond that linked me to Asia in a way that was both intimate and profound. As the darkness closed in around me, I couldn't help but wonder what other experiences awaited me in this world of giants.