Olibe, the Face of Danger Escape from Giantess Dungeon! chapter 3 by tfwnogiantgf

If there's one person who'd have an escape plan, it'd be a rogue, especially one with break-in experience. Olibe may already have the wheels spinning on the way out.

Crawling into the slot, you find a hatch - and after opening it, the stale powdery smell gets stronger in your nostrils. You let yourself slide down - and land sooner than you expect into something soft. Soft, beige, and meaty.

"EY! Oi oi, outta my hiney! That's where I keeps my spare screws!"

A gruff voice, followed by a quick bluish-green hand swiping you aside, off her butt. You'd probably be injured from the fall if it weren't for your wings.

Making a landing at spry bare feet, you realize that Olibe was leaning over, spreading dark dust on the floor. You'd landed on her butt. Her body is clad in beige and brown cloth with various sacks and packs that make strange noises as they jostle around her incredibly ample bosom and hips. Being a goblin, naturally, she's shorter than any human - and stacked. As she continues working, turfs of a fiery-orange ponytail sway over her back.

She turns over right to you. It's hard to make out her face with her short hood, and Deeplily's shadows; not to mention a facemask with a pattern that looks like shark teeth. But you can make out her eyes, which look like big yellow egg yolks with tiny pinpricks of pepper as pupils, staring right at you. "I'm mixin' a bomb spell to bust us out. No need ta thank me. Aww, what th'heck, thank me, I deserve it!"

On the one hand, she's perceptive. Not everyone would be able to see a fairy.

On the other hand, she's kinda nonchalant about having a fairy in.

On the third hand, a handmade explosive is only a few steps away from you.

You can't flutter away fast enough, before a powerful BOOM erupts. You're sent flying against the wall; feeling not unlike a butterfly beneath a flyswatter. The wall shakes as Olibe impacts it, too. There's fizzling marks of powder in the wall, leaving nothing.

"Juss' my luck, born under a bad star." She grumbles, dusting herself off. "That's how I lost my way an' broke into this dungeon in the first place."

You're not sure if she's still paying attention to you - or if you even want her to at this point.