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Hey! Here's another Venti-tier request, featuring the B&B crew from Rolling the Vice as they encounter a new threat!

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“500 gold? Honey, that ain’t bad,” Honey noted. She rested a fist on her hip as she looked the letter they’d received. Boss’ halfling paladin and Pineapple’s elven bard stood beside her, looking it over as they looked over the various quests and bounty posters spread out on their table.

“Sure, but it’s 500 gold because it’s 500 worth of work,” Boss remarked, folding her gauntleted arms. “Hill giants aren’t something you go after half-assed.”

“Good thing we’ve got a whole lot of ass in this party,” Honey boasted. “Let’s at least check it out. Is one giant really too tough for all of us?”

Boss did some mental math. The quest described a hill giant known as Grillog that was stealing livestock and barrels of mead from the jarl’s tribe. It was fully grown if it could carry that much, and they’d be fighting it on its home turf. Still, with the three of them sporting a few buffs…

“Alright. We’ll take it,” Boss decided. Honey smiled and proudly stuffed the letter into her pack.

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The party ventured into the woods and then the mountains, searching the cliffsides for any sign of their bandit. It took a few days of travel and searching (plus a random encounter with some hungry frogmen cannibals), but they finally found something of interest.

Something of interest ran clucking along the mountain road. Honey pulled out her mace, just to get a warning wave from Boss.

“Hang on! It’s just a chicken,” she scolded. “If it were a cockatrice it’d have a tail and turn us all to stone.”

The party casually sidestepped the startled hen and let it run past them. Pine tilted his head curiously.

“So… why would a farm animal be this far into the mountains?”

“Great question.” Boss readied her sword and shield, advancing carefully towards the next turn in the road.

Sure enough, they breached the corner and saw a huge cave waiting for them. They barely had time to register the sight when the giant came loping out of the entrance. The huge amazon stood over eight feet tall, her pale skin packed with muscle. She wore crude, black animal furs draped over her body, and dark war paint made her glare seem that much more intimidating. She looked around for her escaping chicken, just to set eyes on the trio of adventurers.

Grillog bared her teeth at them before breaking into a furious roar. The party winced as her bellowing voice shook pieces of debris loose from the mountainside.

“This’ a dead end with avalanche warnings! Real shitty place to fight a giant!” Boss warned. She deflected a hunk of rock with her magic shield. Pine hopped out of the way of a branch, landing himself closer to Grillog. Realizing where he’d landed, he threw up his hands.

“Oops! Sorry! We didn’t mean to start anything! We’re just passing by and we’d heard about some missing farm animals. You didn’t happen to see any, did you? Cuz we could really use your help!”

Pine smiled optimistically as the group held their breath.

“Could you roll your Charm for me, Pine?” Chef’s voice asked from the heavens. The clatter of dice followed.

“Ooh! Nat 20 Charm!” Pine reported proudly.

“What about the rest of you?”

“Uh…” Boss grimaced slightly. “Ew. 8. I’m changing these dice.”

“That’s a… 7, 8, 9… 11, hon!”

“Okay. Got it.”

Grillog stared at Pine with wide eyes, squatting down to stay somewhere resembling his height. She sniffed at the feminine bard, getting him to giggle. With a quick nod, Grillog grabbed him around the waist. She tucked him under her arm and stepped back into her cave, followed by the sound of grinding stone.

“What the…? Wait! Pine!” Boss shouted as they ran after them. Just like she’d feared, Grillog had dragged a boulder back over the entrance to her cave.

“Oh come on, hon. What now?”

“Never underestimate the effects of a 20,” Boss advised her as she sheathed her sword. “Come on. We gotta get this boulder out of the way. Who knows what she’s doing to him in there?”

“Wow. I uh… didn’t expect a giant’s cave to be so… cozy,” Pineapple said as he looked around the lair. It was larger than most rooms he’d been in, giving the giantess plenty of room to stand upright. There was a large stack of supplies at one side of the room: crates of vegetables, barrels of mead, mugs, pots, cuts of meat, and even an entire chicken coop that looked like she’d torn it up by the roots. A large campfire burn in the center of the room and a crude but sturdy wooden bed twice the size of any Pine had ever seen was left in one corner.

“Thanks,” Grillog replied after a moment. “You uh… hungry?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t want to impose,” Pine politely refused. He had been eating trail rations for the last few days, so whatever she was cooking did smell delicious.

“I insist. Just some hospitality for my visitor.” Grillog picked up a large metal spike and skewered a hunk of meat, laying it over the fire to cook.

“Well that’s… polite. If you like, I’m sure my friends would like to come in and try some-”

Grillog looked up from her meat to glare at him. The bard quickly shut up. She went back to her cooking, blowing on the fire with her mighty lungs and crushing up herbs with her massive fists before sprinkling them over it. She punched a hole in the top of a barrel, scooping out a mug of mead before she finally brought Pine his food and drink. His mouth was watering at the sight of the food-bearing giantess.

“I guess they can wait,” he muttered as he accepted her offering. He took a bite and his narrowed eyes widened. “Wow! This is really good.”

“Original recipe,” Grillog said plainly, but there was a hint of a smile to her dark expression. Pine gulped down a big mouthful of mead and licked his lips.

“It’s even better with the beer!” he praised, getting her smile to widen a little. “Why you’re no bandit at all. You’re just a cook! I mean… you’re also a bandit, but you’re more cook than bandit, I guess.”

Grillog nodded as she sat on her bed. She patted the overstuffed mattress and Pine managed to climb on top of it with her help, still munching on his meal.

“I’m glad you like it. I don’t have many guests.”

“Well you’re a little out of the way,” Pine admitted. “I’m sure that’s the only reason though. You’re pretty polite when you stop roaring. And cute too!”

“Oh nah,” Grillog denied, turning her muscular body away from him to hide some blush across her tan skin.

“No, really!” Pine agreed, taking another gulp of mead. “I know lots of guys who would think themselves lucky as to have a girl like you.”

Grillog chuckled quietly, but her eyes darted over towards the cute bard. He smiled back as he looked over her big breasts and hard abs, impressive even for her size. Pine cleared his throat.

“Could um… could I have a refill? I’d like to be a little more, um… lubricated.”

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“Ohhh!” Pine moaned as he sat on Grillog’s chest. He had stripped down as he straddled the barely dressed giant’s chest, facing her legs as he humped down into her cleavage. Grillog squeezed her oversized breasts together, making them a tight fit for the shorter elf’s already huge cock.

“How’s that for hospitality?” Grillog asked as she watched his perky booty bounce in front of her. The redheaded elf just panted desperately as he kept fucking her tits, leaking precum over her chest. She found the sight too tempted as she brought one of her large hands around his stomach, pulling him closer to her face so she could lick between his ass cheeks. The long and shrill gasp from Pine made his appreciation clear.

“That good, little man?” she asked. Pine just nodded rapidly, biting his lip in anticipation for more. Grillog squeezed one of his ass cheeks, urging it away from the other as she went back to licking. Pine gasped and started humping harder from the encouraging annalingus. Once his hole was good and wet, Grillog slid one of her thick fingers inside him. Pine was used to that kind of rear entry, but his body quivered as her probing finger found his prostate.

“Ohhhh~!” Pine wailed girlishly, mindlessly humping away at her tits like it was his sole purpose in life. Grillog carefully wiggled her powerful finger, tenderly stroking inside his bowels until he shook violently, spraying his thick cum all over her tits and abs as he kept up his sloppy humping.

“Oh that’s so good,” Pine sighed sweetly. “All the food and drink and sex… you’re such a nice killer giant.”

“Thanks. It’s nothing,” Grillog denied, but Pine eased his way out from between her breasts. He crawled to the foot of the bed as she watched him curiously lift her loincloth. The dark, untamed bush beneath it didn’t deter him at all.

“Well since you’ve been so kind… I wanted to see if everything about you tasted so good.”

The slender elf pressed his face into Grillog’s pussy, burying his tongue as deep as it would go. He certainly didn’t fill the giant woman, but her clit was just as overgrown as the rest of her. She gave a guttural grunt as her strong thighs closed around his head, trapping his face halfway inside her pussy. Pine gave a soft squeak but kept up his oral repayment, lapping away noisily as he drank up her sweet juices. The giantess growled and grunted as her hand grabbed the bedpost, making the wood crack and creak against her mighty grip.

Still, she humped against Pine’s face, rubbing her dampening bush over his lips and tickling his nose. The moaning and giggling boy just kept sucking and licking around until he brought his lips around her entire clit, cradling it in his mouth like a small cock while teasing the thickened bud.

Grillog’s passionate gasps turned into aggressive growls. Her strong legs held onto Pine possessively as she humped his face, driving him to fit more of her clit into his mouth. He was nearly swallowing it when her savage humping reached its peak, spraying him with a bucketload of hot, musky cum. Pine just squealed with delight and kept sucking up all he could, licking and drinking up his hostess.

When her thigh muscles finally relaxed, Pine lifted his head up from her loincloth. Grillog gave him a weary glance.

“Oh good… you survived,” she chuckled quietly.

“Mhm!” Pine chimed happily. “It was very nice. You know what it would go good with?”

Pine licked his lips before gulping down some more of his mead. Grillog laughed and picked up a keg for herself, taking a drink of her own.

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It took hours of pushing and dragging at the rock before Honey and Boss could get it any reasonable distance. Their Strength checks finally paid off as they got it a few inches wide, far enough that Boss could cram her way inside. Honey was still trying to fit her ass through the crevice when Boss whipped out her sword.

“Alright, you bard-eating bitch! Where…?!”

Boss trailed off. Grillog was fast asleep in her bed, sweaty, naked and almost motionless. Her heavy snoring made her chest rise and fall, where Pine was sleeping with his head on her breasts. The bard was equally naked, his cheeks red from all the drinking and a half-eaten, roasted goat leg dangling in one of his hands. Honey finally crammed her way inside.

“Oh damn… I didn’t even need to cast my Sleep Song this time,” she noted.

Boss just sighed and dug around for some magic shackles she’d invested in after their last bounty hunting adventure.

“I guess you can’t say he’s not doing his job,” Boss grumbled as she snapped a manacle onto Grillog.

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