Telepathic Messages The Prodigan Gentle Giantesses chapter 5 by Rokaido2

As I let my body relax, I heard a soft and gentle whisper from my ear. The voice of my son, Andrew from one of the lead ships descending on me. I heard him clearly, as if was right next to me. 

“My wonderful mother, Andrew Softmore, Admiral in Chief of the Apollo 20 expedition here. I would like to inform you that the ship is about to land at Christina Airport next to the foothills of Mons Pubis with 15 thousand passengers duly registered and trained to work and live in your  pubic forest.” 

“Wonderful, Andrew” I replied. 

“Let them know that I welcome them with much love and that they are now part of a great civilization. As long as they obey the rules, they will be blessed and their families will prosper here forever” 

“It would be my honor, mother” Andrew responded dutifully. 

The Nano Navi is a valuable tool that allows me to communicate with the captains of the tiny ships when I am meditating. It was a great technological advance made by my little ones and has been of great help to me and for them. It has facilitated communication when making all these expeditions to my body because the ships communicate with me through a nerve signal that goes directly to my brain. I am the only one capable of receiving and transmitting it, thus making them not affected by the strength of my voice when they are very close to me. Because for my children, my voice is extremely strong to them, like a hurricane. Only the captains and crew of the ships can communicate with me through the Nano Navi, so my mind would not be saturated with millions of voices or signals from all the inhabitants of my civilization. 

Suddenly, another voice signal came through my mind from another of my wonderful sons leading the expedition. 

“My extraordinary mother, this is Chief Admiral Thomas Softmore of the Artemis 28 expedition, I request permission to enter internal airspace via the usual route” 

“Permission granted, Thomas. You are all welcome in my paradise” I replied from my mind to the little micro pilot. I was able to communicate with him all entirely through thought. My eyes were closed and my mouth was still. The average person would never guess I was talking to Microputians if they were to look at me in this state. 

The group of ships I commanded would settle deep in my entrails and were asking for my help to enter my body. I would help them using an unusual method, which is also the fastest method... my nostrils. I inhaled deeply, sucking in the ships. They entered through my left nostril at high speed. They flew down my throat until they reached my stomach. My children who went through this journey have told me it was an incredible experience. I often see myself imagining what it would feel like to be a passenger on that incredible ship.... 

I received messages from Thomas and Andrew that the ships had landed safely, much to my relief. I then heard the telepathic voice of Alex and Emil, Lilliputian admirals of the Gemini 25 and Celestis 13 expeditions, informing me that the ships they commanded had landed successfully on my voluptuous breasts and in the middle of my lower abdomen. It would be devastating if an error occurred during that forced descent and my little ones perished. 

Fortunately, there has not been any accidents so far and I pray it will always stay that way. The spaceships, which day by day travel to and from my body have turned out to be very efficient, thanks to the constant effort of my little Lilliputian mechanics, who ensure their constant maintenance day by day. They are the right ones for the job because of their care and intelligence. They ensure that the ships safely transport thousands of Lilliputians and Microputians who made the decision to migrate from the aquarium to the divine paradise that is my great, toned body. 

Now, I turn my focus toward my Gulliverian children, who are tasked with finding the new arrivals a suitable place to settle within one of the many cities and towns established across the surface of my body. I slowly lifted my head from the bed so that I could better visualize the little contingents being carried by my Gulliverians. With the aid of an advanced lens in my hand I could clearly see my Gulliverian guide, Olivia, who possessed an unusual dark complexion, standing on the surface of my belly next to one of the ships that was almost her size waving excitedly at me. I could distinguish some small dark dots moving under her feet, they were the thousands of microscopic passengers that settled under her, waiting for her to extend her hand to them and they would climb onto her. Olivia bent down to get a closer look at her tiny siblings and gave them a friendly wave. Olivia had long since retired from the role of a guide to raise her children. Recently, she had felt a longing to see her siblings again, so she was taking over from her husband, Bradley for the week. Once all of the arrivals are accounted for, she will safely transport them to their new homes. This was the procedure established by me for the hundreds of tours that took place in my room on a near-daily basis. 

I catch a glimpse of my little ones with the aid of my unique monofocal lens that magnifies imagery up to two hundred times. It was an invention gifted to me by Jennifer more than a year ago so I can better interact with my little ones when they land on me, and although I managed to get an accurate glimpse of the smiling faces of my Gulliverian children, but I have greater difficulty in seeing my adorable Lillis and my precious Micros. I can only perceive them when they are in large groups of thousands, and I could only appreciate a small dark and almost imperceptible spot on the surface of my skin. 

Moving my lens towards the city of Mons Pubis, I could visualize the small runway of the Christina Airport, an airport surrounded by gigantic trees that was built primarily to receive all the inhabitants that would settle in my pubic forest. The aircraft commanded by Andrew was resting in the middle of the runway and in the surroundings of the aircraft, I could make out the almost imperceptible dots that represented the thousands of Microputian passengers crowded together, patiently awaiting the arrival of their assigned Gulli guides. 

I imagined their gleeful little faces looking up at their mother who was watching them through the colossal lens. I could barely see them, but I knew that they were admiring my magnificent face in all its splendor, so I gave them the best smile I could offer as a sign to them that I see them and welcome them to their new home. 

I finally caught a glimpse of Fred and George climbing down the mountain to join Andrew and my other Micros. The twins will be the guides for the Apollo 20 expedition and are in charge of assigning them a place where they could live in the colossal, leafy trees that were my pubic hair, home of the peaceful and prosperous Pubian People in which trillions of my children of different sizes who live in peace and harmony. So, I had no doubt that Fred and George would assign them a thick, spacious hair for them to settle in.  

My Pubic Forest has not only become a suitable home for my little ones, but a nature reserve with an extensive range of flora and fauna that my children continue to discover and study to this day. In fact, I will soon finish the first volume of a book that I have been working on over the years with the research that my children have provided me about the biology of my body and the various species that have been found in it. I have become a whole ecosystem that my children have been in charge of studying and maintaining throughout the years. This ecosystem had developed in my body many years ago when I took several very expensive fertility drugs in the hope I would become pregnant with a beautiful and healthy Prodigan baby of my own. 

Though the drugs failed to help me have the child I desperately desired, I can say that my efforts were not entirely in vain. In the end, they did succeed in creating life. Maybe not in the form of a little baby, but in the form of many forms of life that now inhabit my body along with my trillions of microscopic children. I feel like a true goddess... mother nature in all its glory...