A harem of giantesses A Giant's Master chapter 2 by Marak077

Before you stood towers upon towers of giantesses, each one bustier than the last, some with tattoos or piercings and some not even human. They're scantily clad garments evoke a memory from you. You remembered their uniforms similarity to belly dancer, right to the golden decorations and veils covering their head. 

Too in awed of them, You didn't realize they were all surrounding the giant bed you're sleeping in, and bowed respectfully to you. In unison they say once again, "Greetings Master! We hope you've rested well. How would you like to be served today?"

Their joined booming voice shudders you to your core. Purely intimidated, you're not even sure where to begin deciding or asking questions...