Rachel agrees to the "special show"
Looking up at the immense Brobdingnagian, whose inconceivable size made it impossible to see more than a fraction of his body at a time, Rachel felt torn. She had never been so aroused in her life; had she touched herself at that moment, she would have orgasmed, probably several times. After what Noah had just done to the beach house, Rachel had little doubt that the “special show” was going to be horrific to behold. But she couldn’t help herself, really. Morbid curiosity was driving her at that point. That, and a cruel part of her wanted to see Lauren suffer.
“Yes.” She was shocked when she heard herself utter the word.
“Awesome,” Noah said, clearly delighted. He lifted his foot up from the island and swung it back into the water. The enormous crater that he left behind was as clearly defined as the footprints that she had made in the soft beach sand earlier. Except that this one was measured in thousands of feet instead of inches. Whatever remained of Lauren’s house was embedded deep within it.
Her friend’s enraged voice came over the headset.
“I have some very powerful friends and if you don’t leave now, I’m going to have the entire Lilliputian navy blow up your giant ass,” Lauren threatened. There was still a quaver in her voice, betraying her fear.
“Right. I’m terrified, believe me,” the giant responded with a cocky grin.
“You godd-,” Lauren started before Noah talked over her. With the thunderous volume of his voice, it was easy to do.
“What were you saying about big dicks?” He asked. To Rachel’s awe, his cock slowly stiffened and stirred within his underwear. At his size, it looked like some sort of gigantic monster moving ponderously beneath the fabric. Without waiting for an answer from Lauren, he pulled down his underwear with one hand, allowing it to simply fall into the water with the rest of his clothing.
Rachel stared at his hardening erection. Once, back when she was still single, she had seen a Gulliverian man’s penis. She had been at a bar that catered to multi-size clientele and she had caught the eye of a good-looking Gulliverian. After he had brought her back to his apartment, things had become somewhat passionate (“somewhat” being the key word; they were both more than slightly intoxicated and it was mostly clumsy groping). Rachel had convinced him to show her his cock and so he had, freeing something that was as large as a city bus from his pants. She had been impressed then, but now, seeing Noah’s manhood throbbing before her, she realized that she hadn’t seen anything yet.
The other women saw his tremendous cock as well, but this time, there was no cheering. By that point, they were too terrified of the behemoth who watched them with amused eyes. Even Lauren had ceased her threats as she gawked up at the naked god standing arrogantly over her island. Still holding Rachel on his fingertip, he lowered himself to his knees, his movements causing violent waves. One or two of the partygoers were swept away by the water, screaming as they were dragged out to sea.
Noah’s knees dug deep into the island, displacing countless tons of sand and causing minor earthquakes. He placed his finger onto his right thigh and Rachel crawled off, onto the massive musculature of his leg. Before her was the pillar of his cock, the flesh swollen and the highway-like veins pulsating with the beating of his heart. High up, she saw the flash of the optic device as Noah tilted his head. Evidently, the giant was looking at her and so she acted on impulse, slipping down the spaghetti straps of her dress. Once she had wiggled out of her dress, the remainder of her clothes came off as well, ending with her panties. She stood nude before the Brobdingnagian, her breasts and pussy aching fiercely. Had it even been possible, she would have fucked him then and there, but their vast size difference made it impossible. So all she could do was watch him.
And he was right…the show really was special.
Pressing his index and middle fingers down on the base of his cock, Noah brought his monstrous member down onto the beach far below. It looked like a colossal zeppelin taking a nosedive and many of the Lilliputian women tried to flee as it crashed down upon them. Those who can’t get away in time were flattened deep into the ground, their bodies unfelt by the giant. Lauren’s voice came over the headset again. She was practically hyperventilating as she tried to bargain with him: “I’ll pay you anything that you want. In fact, I’ll give you a million bucks if you go away.”
Noah seemed to consider this, rubbing at his square jaw with his free hand. His other hand still held down his titanic cock, pressing the mushroom head against the ground. A great deal of precum was trickling down from its dark slit in an obscene waterfall, pooling on the sand.
“Really?”
“Yes! A million dollars in your bank account if you go away,” Lauren pled. Rachel knew that she wasn’t lying. Her friend probably had her smartphone in her hand as she spoke, ready and willing to part with an impressively large sum of money to make her very big problem “go away.” The Brobdingnagian finally shrugged his broad shoulders, a gesture that looked mind-blowing when performed on such a gigantic scale.
“Sure. Transfer a million dollars into my account and I’ll go away,” he told her. A strange disappointment settled over Rachel as her friend quickly did as she was told. Although she hated to admit it, she wanted to see what else Noah had planned.
“There. The transfer’s going through. Now leave,” Lauren ordered. But Noah didn’t move at all; he remained still, his erection proof that he was still very much aroused.
“What the hell are you waiting for?” Her friend demanded.
“Oh, I’ll leave…eventually. Once I’m finished here,” Noah replied. He didn’t give her a chance to protest further. With a slight nudge of his hips, he created a gaping canyon in the sand, gouging the ground with his penis. Palm trees and screaming women fell indiscriminately before it as the gargantuan piston of flesh steamrolled over them.
“Anyone who wants to live should climb on,” the giant informed the survivors, motioning toward his murderous cock. The women didn’t have headsets like Lauren and Rachel and they probably couldn’t comprehend his deafening words. But they definitely understood when he pointed. From atop the giant’s thigh, Rachel could see tiny dots obeying, climbing up onto Noah’s erection. Unfortunately for them, he didn’t give the women much time and he unexpectedly released his fingers from the base of his cock, the organ springing back up. Several climbers lost their hold and splattered somewhere on the ground.
Noah’s eyes narrowed as he studied those who were trapped on his cock. Rachel wished that she could see them better; from her position, the other Lilliputians resembled nothing more than multi-colored specks against the pink satiny skin of the giant’s penis. When the Brobdingnagian spoke, his expression was one of open contempt.
“Ugh, I can’t even feel you pathetic microbes,” he sneered. “You know what I said about letting you live? I think I’m going to crush you anyway.”
Rachel held her breath as his hand descended toward his cock. A few more of the Lilliputians tumbled off to their deaths; the others clung on as Noah’s hand wrapped around them, his fingers curling like articulated skyscrapers. As the giant smashed the women into paste between his hand and member, Rachel’s own fingers found their way between her legs.
She eagerly caressed her clitoris in time to Noah stroking his cock; then, an ear-splitting shriek in her ear made her jump. It was Lauren, who was still on the island with a half-dozen others. The scream was one of rage and terror and hopelessness. Her friend continued that godawful wailing until Noah moaned in lust, his stroking speeding up. Rachel saw where his penis was aimed: directly at the island. And when he came, his first shot came crashing down with the power of an atomic bomb, tearing up the landscape. The subsequent blasts began to flood the island, turning it into a milky white lake. Rachel heard Lauren again, but she wasn’t shrieking this time. The noise that she made was terrible, the sound of someone whose lungs were slowly filling up with fluid…semen, to be precise. With a cold deliberation, Rachel turned off the private channel to her friend on her headset.
The only noise now was that of the Brobdingnagian’s heavy breathing as he enjoyed the post-orgasm endorphins flowing through his system. The island had been reduced to a wasteland of viscous liquid, the salt tang of the ocean replaced by the chlorine-like odour of cum. Lauren and all of those other women were dead, their lives sacrificed for a moment of pleasure.
Strangely, this knowledge pleased Rachel.
“That was one hell of a bachelorette party, huh?” The giant finally said after what seemed like an eternity. She looked up, unable to see much. Night had finally arrived and Noah was nothing more than a mountainous outline against the sky. Rachel shivered, painfully aware of her smallness. The Brobdingnagian was quiet for a minute or two longer. Then he spoke to her in his godlike voice.
“What next? The way that I see it, your friend paid for several hours of my time. So what do you want to do now? There’s another island nearby that I’d love to terrorize…”
“Yes.” She was shocked when she heard herself utter the word.
“Awesome,” Noah said, clearly delighted. He lifted his foot up from the island and swung it back into the water. The enormous crater that he left behind was as clearly defined as the footprints that she had made in the soft beach sand earlier. Except that this one was measured in thousands of feet instead of inches. Whatever remained of Lauren’s house was embedded deep within it.
Her friend’s enraged voice came over the headset.
“I have some very powerful friends and if you don’t leave now, I’m going to have the entire Lilliputian navy blow up your giant ass,” Lauren threatened. There was still a quaver in her voice, betraying her fear.
“Right. I’m terrified, believe me,” the giant responded with a cocky grin.
“You godd-,” Lauren started before Noah talked over her. With the thunderous volume of his voice, it was easy to do.
“What were you saying about big dicks?” He asked. To Rachel’s awe, his cock slowly stiffened and stirred within his underwear. At his size, it looked like some sort of gigantic monster moving ponderously beneath the fabric. Without waiting for an answer from Lauren, he pulled down his underwear with one hand, allowing it to simply fall into the water with the rest of his clothing.
Rachel stared at his hardening erection. Once, back when she was still single, she had seen a Gulliverian man’s penis. She had been at a bar that catered to multi-size clientele and she had caught the eye of a good-looking Gulliverian. After he had brought her back to his apartment, things had become somewhat passionate (“somewhat” being the key word; they were both more than slightly intoxicated and it was mostly clumsy groping). Rachel had convinced him to show her his cock and so he had, freeing something that was as large as a city bus from his pants. She had been impressed then, but now, seeing Noah’s manhood throbbing before her, she realized that she hadn’t seen anything yet.
The other women saw his tremendous cock as well, but this time, there was no cheering. By that point, they were too terrified of the behemoth who watched them with amused eyes. Even Lauren had ceased her threats as she gawked up at the naked god standing arrogantly over her island. Still holding Rachel on his fingertip, he lowered himself to his knees, his movements causing violent waves. One or two of the partygoers were swept away by the water, screaming as they were dragged out to sea.
Noah’s knees dug deep into the island, displacing countless tons of sand and causing minor earthquakes. He placed his finger onto his right thigh and Rachel crawled off, onto the massive musculature of his leg. Before her was the pillar of his cock, the flesh swollen and the highway-like veins pulsating with the beating of his heart. High up, she saw the flash of the optic device as Noah tilted his head. Evidently, the giant was looking at her and so she acted on impulse, slipping down the spaghetti straps of her dress. Once she had wiggled out of her dress, the remainder of her clothes came off as well, ending with her panties. She stood nude before the Brobdingnagian, her breasts and pussy aching fiercely. Had it even been possible, she would have fucked him then and there, but their vast size difference made it impossible. So all she could do was watch him.
And he was right…the show really was special.
Pressing his index and middle fingers down on the base of his cock, Noah brought his monstrous member down onto the beach far below. It looked like a colossal zeppelin taking a nosedive and many of the Lilliputian women tried to flee as it crashed down upon them. Those who can’t get away in time were flattened deep into the ground, their bodies unfelt by the giant. Lauren’s voice came over the headset again. She was practically hyperventilating as she tried to bargain with him: “I’ll pay you anything that you want. In fact, I’ll give you a million bucks if you go away.”
Noah seemed to consider this, rubbing at his square jaw with his free hand. His other hand still held down his titanic cock, pressing the mushroom head against the ground. A great deal of precum was trickling down from its dark slit in an obscene waterfall, pooling on the sand.
“Really?”
“Yes! A million dollars in your bank account if you go away,” Lauren pled. Rachel knew that she wasn’t lying. Her friend probably had her smartphone in her hand as she spoke, ready and willing to part with an impressively large sum of money to make her very big problem “go away.” The Brobdingnagian finally shrugged his broad shoulders, a gesture that looked mind-blowing when performed on such a gigantic scale.
“Sure. Transfer a million dollars into my account and I’ll go away,” he told her. A strange disappointment settled over Rachel as her friend quickly did as she was told. Although she hated to admit it, she wanted to see what else Noah had planned.
“There. The transfer’s going through. Now leave,” Lauren ordered. But Noah didn’t move at all; he remained still, his erection proof that he was still very much aroused.
“What the hell are you waiting for?” Her friend demanded.
“Oh, I’ll leave…eventually. Once I’m finished here,” Noah replied. He didn’t give her a chance to protest further. With a slight nudge of his hips, he created a gaping canyon in the sand, gouging the ground with his penis. Palm trees and screaming women fell indiscriminately before it as the gargantuan piston of flesh steamrolled over them.
“Anyone who wants to live should climb on,” the giant informed the survivors, motioning toward his murderous cock. The women didn’t have headsets like Lauren and Rachel and they probably couldn’t comprehend his deafening words. But they definitely understood when he pointed. From atop the giant’s thigh, Rachel could see tiny dots obeying, climbing up onto Noah’s erection. Unfortunately for them, he didn’t give the women much time and he unexpectedly released his fingers from the base of his cock, the organ springing back up. Several climbers lost their hold and splattered somewhere on the ground.
Noah’s eyes narrowed as he studied those who were trapped on his cock. Rachel wished that she could see them better; from her position, the other Lilliputians resembled nothing more than multi-colored specks against the pink satiny skin of the giant’s penis. When the Brobdingnagian spoke, his expression was one of open contempt.
“Ugh, I can’t even feel you pathetic microbes,” he sneered. “You know what I said about letting you live? I think I’m going to crush you anyway.”
Rachel held her breath as his hand descended toward his cock. A few more of the Lilliputians tumbled off to their deaths; the others clung on as Noah’s hand wrapped around them, his fingers curling like articulated skyscrapers. As the giant smashed the women into paste between his hand and member, Rachel’s own fingers found their way between her legs.
She eagerly caressed her clitoris in time to Noah stroking his cock; then, an ear-splitting shriek in her ear made her jump. It was Lauren, who was still on the island with a half-dozen others. The scream was one of rage and terror and hopelessness. Her friend continued that godawful wailing until Noah moaned in lust, his stroking speeding up. Rachel saw where his penis was aimed: directly at the island. And when he came, his first shot came crashing down with the power of an atomic bomb, tearing up the landscape. The subsequent blasts began to flood the island, turning it into a milky white lake. Rachel heard Lauren again, but she wasn’t shrieking this time. The noise that she made was terrible, the sound of someone whose lungs were slowly filling up with fluid…semen, to be precise. With a cold deliberation, Rachel turned off the private channel to her friend on her headset.
The only noise now was that of the Brobdingnagian’s heavy breathing as he enjoyed the post-orgasm endorphins flowing through his system. The island had been reduced to a wasteland of viscous liquid, the salt tang of the ocean replaced by the chlorine-like odour of cum. Lauren and all of those other women were dead, their lives sacrificed for a moment of pleasure.
Strangely, this knowledge pleased Rachel.
“That was one hell of a bachelorette party, huh?” The giant finally said after what seemed like an eternity. She looked up, unable to see much. Night had finally arrived and Noah was nothing more than a mountainous outline against the sky. Rachel shivered, painfully aware of her smallness. The Brobdingnagian was quiet for a minute or two longer. Then he spoke to her in his godlike voice.
“What next? The way that I see it, your friend paid for several hours of my time. So what do you want to do now? There’s another island nearby that I’d love to terrorize…”
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June 8, 2023
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