Second Time's the Charm
Your Life......Bigger
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
For whatever reason, the familiar notion Jaz had that morning returned: the desire to be worshipped. The memory of what came from that before still stung clearly in the giantess' mind. She wanted to be worshipped then too; in the end thousands died and she grew to over twice her height. Jaz shook the idea from mind; she couldn't make the same mistake. "I uh…I guess I'll put you guys where you'll be sleeping. You know, Whitney get's a nice cushiony bed, you, Robert, get the dirt under my toe nail since you lost."
"What part of fe-"
Jaz cut him off by quickly lowering the young man to her feet, which she had just pulled from the water. "You can say it all you want, I'm not buying it." She said, placing the speck on her fingernail beneath her toe nail. Jaz let out a small giggle at the idea of what she just did. She imagined a ticklish sensation of a person walking down there, only imagined though, as she was too big to notice such things. Next came Whitney, who Jaz carefully positioned on the small part of her boob still covered. The remnant of clothing would protect the girl from falling out at any point. Again Jaz giggled as she laid herself down and got comfy.
"Heh, my friends are living on me..." She said playfully.
From where she was, Whitney smiled happily and snuggled against the warm, welcoming mammary of her dear friend. It felt safe, warm, and protective to her touch. The feeling was reminiscent of a mountain; it was…almost romantic in a sense. Whitney could be safe here, together with her friend in her time of need. It was the best bed imaginable, even for another girl.
Robert's position was the exact opposite. Jaz's toes were warm sure, but nowhere near enough to be cozy. There was no soft surface to rest on; in fact, the ground was nothing spectacular at all. The only thing about the whole terrain was the dirt and debris that came there over the years. Above the toe nail hung like the sky itself, clear enough to see through. The toe itself was soft as can be, but where Robert was right now: not-so-much. The young man felt like a bug where he was, a bug that wandered into the wrong place. Though, he also felt a big tempted. He liked Jaz…all of Jaz…that included her feet. Sleeping here was a dream come true in a sense. Nowhere near the pleasure he could have in Whitney's position, but enough to make it not-so-bad. Robert shivered a little bit as he huddled against Jaz's toe for warmth, smiling as he brushed his face against her.
Jaz could only barely feel Whitney, and just smiled about it. On her mind though, the temptation kept on calling her. To be worshipped…before everything that happened she had loved it so much. If no one got hurt then maybe…
No one…
A light bulb lit up in the giantess' mind. Who was here? This was her land. The only people here were her friends, and where they currently were, even if Jaz were to grow to ten times her size they'd be safe. She could have her fun without repercussion…The black girl looked the sky again, once more noting there was enough time for one more activity. Could she do it though? They were her friends…Robert was just being a pervert, he could deserve it. But Whitney…if she were to do it it would have to be something good…Jaz looked to where the two were again and felt another idea come. Her urge for worship was as strong as ever, and she couldn't resist.
"Hey guys…while you are down there would you like to do something for me?"
Both of her friends seemed momentarily confused, but voiced no objection.
"Well…could you guys…worship me…? I know it sounds weird, but I like it and…Yeah…"
The suggestion surprised the two of them, but neither was surprised at the idea. It was a pretty well known fact Jaz appreciated worship. It was something she developed quite a few years ago. They'd never been asked for it before though…
Whitney had no problems doing it. Being on Jaz's breast was nice enough that she'd be happy to. If a small bit of massaging was enough to make her giant friend feel good then sure. Why not? The shy girl giggled a bit as she noticed the area of her friend's nipple growing hard moments after she began though.
Robert didn't quite jump on it like his other friend did. But Jaz noticed this, "Don't think I forgot how much of a perv you were Robert. Just sit there and I'll leave you there for a week." That did the trick, her friend quickly fell to his knees and began to shower Jaz's toe with affection, in the form of kisses (Though he didn't need much motivation to kiss any part of Jaz.) The black giantess smirked as she felt her friend submit to her toe.
Being worshipped felt absolutely…divine. Jaz couldn't come close to describing the joy she was gaining from the sensation on her breast and toe. When Whitney did it it just sent Jaz into a whole new world of happiness. When Robert…didn't, she just reminded him how she treated pervs and he was all for it. The giantess felt like a true Goddess, even her closest friends were now treating her like a better being, even if just because she asked. A soft moan escaped Jaz's lips.
Although, the memory came back of this morning. Why did Jaz grow? What happened? There was no real way to know, and, truth be told, at the moment she didn't care. Jaz's greatest wish was currently being granted, and she was loving every moment of it. Maybe her friends could do more to improve the feeling…maybe Robert could start worshipping her entire foot, kissing it, massaging it…licking it…Show some submission to the lowest part of her body. Whitney can move down to the nipple, where all her worship would be much more appreciated…But this would be far more demanding to her friends. Would she really do that just for a good feeling? At the current moment, Jaz didn't know. She just relished being worshipped and let her heart tell her what to do.
"What part of fe-"
Jaz cut him off by quickly lowering the young man to her feet, which she had just pulled from the water. "You can say it all you want, I'm not buying it." She said, placing the speck on her fingernail beneath her toe nail. Jaz let out a small giggle at the idea of what she just did. She imagined a ticklish sensation of a person walking down there, only imagined though, as she was too big to notice such things. Next came Whitney, who Jaz carefully positioned on the small part of her boob still covered. The remnant of clothing would protect the girl from falling out at any point. Again Jaz giggled as she laid herself down and got comfy.
"Heh, my friends are living on me..." She said playfully.
From where she was, Whitney smiled happily and snuggled against the warm, welcoming mammary of her dear friend. It felt safe, warm, and protective to her touch. The feeling was reminiscent of a mountain; it was…almost romantic in a sense. Whitney could be safe here, together with her friend in her time of need. It was the best bed imaginable, even for another girl.
Robert's position was the exact opposite. Jaz's toes were warm sure, but nowhere near enough to be cozy. There was no soft surface to rest on; in fact, the ground was nothing spectacular at all. The only thing about the whole terrain was the dirt and debris that came there over the years. Above the toe nail hung like the sky itself, clear enough to see through. The toe itself was soft as can be, but where Robert was right now: not-so-much. The young man felt like a bug where he was, a bug that wandered into the wrong place. Though, he also felt a big tempted. He liked Jaz…all of Jaz…that included her feet. Sleeping here was a dream come true in a sense. Nowhere near the pleasure he could have in Whitney's position, but enough to make it not-so-bad. Robert shivered a little bit as he huddled against Jaz's toe for warmth, smiling as he brushed his face against her.
Jaz could only barely feel Whitney, and just smiled about it. On her mind though, the temptation kept on calling her. To be worshipped…before everything that happened she had loved it so much. If no one got hurt then maybe…
No one…
A light bulb lit up in the giantess' mind. Who was here? This was her land. The only people here were her friends, and where they currently were, even if Jaz were to grow to ten times her size they'd be safe. She could have her fun without repercussion…The black girl looked the sky again, once more noting there was enough time for one more activity. Could she do it though? They were her friends…Robert was just being a pervert, he could deserve it. But Whitney…if she were to do it it would have to be something good…Jaz looked to where the two were again and felt another idea come. Her urge for worship was as strong as ever, and she couldn't resist.
"Hey guys…while you are down there would you like to do something for me?"
Both of her friends seemed momentarily confused, but voiced no objection.
"Well…could you guys…worship me…? I know it sounds weird, but I like it and…Yeah…"
The suggestion surprised the two of them, but neither was surprised at the idea. It was a pretty well known fact Jaz appreciated worship. It was something she developed quite a few years ago. They'd never been asked for it before though…
Whitney had no problems doing it. Being on Jaz's breast was nice enough that she'd be happy to. If a small bit of massaging was enough to make her giant friend feel good then sure. Why not? The shy girl giggled a bit as she noticed the area of her friend's nipple growing hard moments after she began though.
Robert didn't quite jump on it like his other friend did. But Jaz noticed this, "Don't think I forgot how much of a perv you were Robert. Just sit there and I'll leave you there for a week." That did the trick, her friend quickly fell to his knees and began to shower Jaz's toe with affection, in the form of kisses (Though he didn't need much motivation to kiss any part of Jaz.) The black giantess smirked as she felt her friend submit to her toe.
Being worshipped felt absolutely…divine. Jaz couldn't come close to describing the joy she was gaining from the sensation on her breast and toe. When Whitney did it it just sent Jaz into a whole new world of happiness. When Robert…didn't, she just reminded him how she treated pervs and he was all for it. The giantess felt like a true Goddess, even her closest friends were now treating her like a better being, even if just because she asked. A soft moan escaped Jaz's lips.
Although, the memory came back of this morning. Why did Jaz grow? What happened? There was no real way to know, and, truth be told, at the moment she didn't care. Jaz's greatest wish was currently being granted, and she was loving every moment of it. Maybe her friends could do more to improve the feeling…maybe Robert could start worshipping her entire foot, kissing it, massaging it…licking it…Show some submission to the lowest part of her body. Whitney can move down to the nipple, where all her worship would be much more appreciated…But this would be far more demanding to her friends. Would she really do that just for a good feeling? At the current moment, Jaz didn't know. She just relished being worshipped and let her heart tell her what to do.
11 views
·
June 6
Log in to comment