Ruthless Jötun Interior Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 5 by tfwnogiantgf

When Blake kept looking around, the structure of musculature around him was hard. Firm. Stone wall-like, even. And when he thought back to the being he'd summoned, the silhouette was tall - even for his size, he'd never seen someone that tall and muscular, with bulging biceps, triceps, and thighs. Never... except in...

Fire Emblem Heroes?

gurgllle...

"HAH! And the dvergar thought he could call on ME! Show me a worthy opponent!"

SLAM.

That's right. Þjazi. Pronounced "Thjazi". All muscle. All of that beefiness, closing in on him from every angle. He could practically hear the rattle of her light, revealing armor below, where her thighs would be. The crackle of her torn cape and the flutter of her multicoloured braids outside against her purple hair, with each more, was like thunder ripping through the air.

He mumbled, trying his best to send a telepathic message. "Help! I'm trapped in you, Þjazi..."

SLAM. Muscles flexed high above. The ground became uneven beneath Blake. The movement of her arm alone made his region bustle, quivering masses of gut fibers flexing in unison at the princess of the Jötunheimr.

"Annoying BUG in my ear."

So all that from her just thwacking at her ear. She had some serious strength - every flex practically set him bouncing! Part of him was relieved to not be out there at her feet, where a single jolt could squash him... Though this wasn't a walk in the park, being so intimately tied to her digestive organs and surrounded with her thundering breaths.

"N-no, I got in your abs, you've gotta."

She sneered. "Bug in my ABS."

SCRUNCH.

Was that her... flexing? It was the most pain Blake had been through in his entire life. Like every little bit of the environment had a specific goal to attack him. Like all air disappeared, every squishing sensation solidified until it was a numbing pain, like he was as thin and flat as a temporary tattoo on a mountain. After that excruciating experience, even Þjazi's words battered him:

"You are weak. And that is why you lost. Weak men are disgusting, thinking they exist as anything else but fuel. You have been shown your place! Be grateful I have come to your realm to teach you!"

Another flex made him sick. Just WHAT had Blake unleashed into his room?