The Giantess Next Door (Chapter 3) (Patreon)

Tina could only smirk at herself, gently fondling her bulbous breasts just to confirm it was all real. Then the doorbell rang. The “old” Tina might’ve panicked, playing the wallflower and blushing at what others would think of her. However, the girl’s internal state had grown in confidence and self-belief to match her powerful new form. Without another glance, she marched across the room to the front hall, loving the feeling of her sky-high stilettos thumping seismically on the floor. She opened the door, and for once her life looked downat the six-foot-one man waiting there on the stoop.

Obviously flabbergasted, Nick seized up. He tried to keep from gawking, but it was difficult, as he drank in the sight of the prodigious ginger demigoddess taking up the whole doorway, and even kneeling slightly to make sure her face could be seen. She was just off from two full feet taller than him, which meant Nick was staring ahead at Tina’s marvelous, spherical breasts the size of beach balls.

Instantly Tina lusted for the shorter boy before her, imbued with an entirely different perspective, physically and mentally. The world was a much different place when you were taller than everyone; that much was certain. She kept the desire bottled up, though, wanting to prolong the buildup before making her move.

“Hi, Nick,” she said with a wink. “I’m so glad you could make it. Why don’t you come on in? There’s plenty of room, especially for a little guy like you.”

The dumbfounded man obeyed and followed her inside. Though he was befuddled at his petite and average-built neighbor suddenly blossoming into a magnificent and clearly-mighty giantess, his apparent love for her transformation allowed him to put these questions aside. The pair sat down to enjoy the dinner Tina made.

Throughout the evening, the giant woman casually flaunted her size, towering over Nick as she brought in the plates of food and resting her ample chest right on the tabletop. Tina enjoyed toying with her crush, dancing around the subject of her impossible height and giggling as he tried to remain polite while salivating over her size. At last, she decided to break the tension.

“I can’t believe you’re not even going to ask me,” Tina smarmed.

“Huh?”

“Well,” she said, giving her hair a toss. “Did you notice anything… different about me?”

“Oh! S-Sort of, yeah…” he stammered, tugging at his collar. “I mean I did, I… uh… notice you’re a little… taller.”

“Does it make you nervous?”

“Nervous? No, no. You look great! Sorry, I mean… you look nice. Fine. Um…”

Tina was loving this, peeling apart the man’s sexual psyche just by asking innocent questions and leaning further and further across the table. At any moment, she could pounce, grabbing hold of him and dragging him into her lap, either smothering him in her cleavage or pulling his mouth into hers. This unexpected possibility surprised Tina, but also titillated her all the more.

“Thank you, Nick. You look very nice too… for such a little guy, anyway,” she said, winking again. “I’m just kidding, of course. You’re not thatsmall… it just must feel that way when you’re around someone like Constance, or… me. Am I right?”

“S-Sometimes, yeah, a bit,” Nick said, smiling but also laboring under increasing arousal.

“I think it’s good that you’re not so much of a macho-man that you’re not afraid to be shorter than a woman. In fact… if you don’t mind me saying…” Tina drawled. “It’s kinda sexy.”

“Really?”

“Sure it is. I like a guy who can handle a big, tall woman,” Tina said.

She stood up from her seat, once again emphasizing her monstrous eight-foot-plus stature, and sauntered over to Nick. Gazing dramatically down until she was standing right next to him, with the sight of the shorter man below almost blocked entirely by her supple tits, Tina cupped her large hand boldly to his cheek, able to palm post of his head at once. She felt him shiver.

“Can you handle a big, tall woman?” Tina whispered. “Can you handle a giantess?”

She saw Nick go blank, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

“I…” he breathed, succumbing to her forceful wiles and erogenous aura. “Y-Yes, I think so.”

“Why don’t you show me, then?” she purred. Tina pulled Nick’s chair out from the table and wedged her thick leg between his, while draping an arm around him and coaxing him to stand, half-inviting and half-lifting him herself. “Come on, little man. Show me what you’ve got.”

For a flash, Nick showed signs of conflict: guilt over Constance, plus trepidation at the whole situation. Yet Tina’s aggressive and entirely enchanting presence had shattered all his sense. Reduced to a mewling puddle, Nick nodded and surrendered himself as Tina pushed him to the wall and jammed her tongue in his mouth. With both her hands around his sides, the redheaded valkyrie kept him suspended off the ground, left to writhe in her warm, sure clutches. Overcome at first, he soon reciprocated, indulging in kissing the largest and most powerful woman he’d ever encountered, let alone dreamed of.

After several minutes of this, Tina held him tight into her body, embraced his face into the squishy divide of her cleavage, and walked them toward the bedroom. When they arrived, she hurled him onto the bed, ripping away his clothes in almost the same motion. Sure enough, the guy was rock-hard and aching for whatever she had planned. Tina stepped back and performed a strip-tease, kicking off her shoes, tugging away her top and skirt, and letting her natural gifts out to play. She jostled her mammoth tits about, shimmying her hips and strutting back toward where Nick lay sprawled on the bed: no longer having to merely role-play that he was the small one below a giantess.

“You like my boobs, little guy?” she cooed. Tina slunk onto the bed, hovering over him. They resumed making out, but now she took hold of Nick’s erection in her fist. Even at eight feet tall, his member was a lot to handle, and she happily guided it toward her pulsating nethers waiting just above. She didn’t push him inside her right away, but first let the moment linger, wrapping her huge legs around his and pressing Nick’s mouth against her nipple before finally letting him enter.

Instantly Tina was fulfilled, literally and figuratively: drunk off the thrall she held him in, and also surprised at just how much his dick could fill in as she wriggled around. In fact, even at her enlarged size, it was just a little more than her pussy could handle. Still, Tina began to rise and fall atop Nick, electrified by the sensation of his thick manhood pumping within her, and, more importantly, the knowledge that he was here with her, right now, sharing in their mutual fantasy. It was dirty, surreal, and the most fun she’d ever had in her life.

“For such a little man, that’s one big cock you’ve got there,” she whispered in his ear before encouraging him to suck on her opposite nipple. “Harder. Give it to me harder, teeny-tiny one.”

“Y-Yes…” he breathed.

“That’s a good boy.”