Kissass
Your Life Bigger: The Sequel
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
"Hrhm...Let's see here...I got it!" The giantess snapped her fingers. "You guys are going to love this!" Carefully Jaz plucked up a dozen more buildings from the ground and emptied the people into her palm. "Wave bye to everyone for a minute, you guys are heading out for the day." She giggled. A handful of earth-rendering footsteps later Europe was a land on the horizon with nothing but ocean everywhere else.
"Hang on tight guys." She warned them. Everyone on her palm did help onto the cocoa brown ground beneath their feet as the giantess lowered herself into the ocean. Water enveloped her body, submerging it miles beneath the surface. As impressive as that feat was in reality Jaz's body was barely submerged at all. The Atlantic Ocean was more than long enough to fit her, but it was barely deeper than a puddle. Still, it made for a nice cool relaxation spot to lay down in. Once she got comfy the girl finally opted to focus back to the people in her hand. Up close her eyes alone seemed to block their whole view.
"Nothing like a day out in the water huh? Bet I can beat you guys in a race. I'll even give you a head start...and a few boats." Jaz laughed. "Not really. I don't wanna accidentally crush you guys. How would I get my fun then?"
"What are you going to do to us?" A fearful man asked.
Jaz eyed the speck with an amused look. "Don't sound so scared man. I won't bite...yet." Her teeth chomped once for a quick joke. "Nah, if anything you guys are gonna be the ones using your mouths. Whilst the people exchanged worried looks they became aware of the ground beneath them moving once again. They traveled dozens of miles in mere seconds; the only landmarks they could use to tell how far they traveled was Jaz's own body. From the girl's youthful face past her arched, toned back just outside her underwear they were finally lowered. It was miles of brown all around with ocean in the distance mixed with more brown. The only other color was a layer of purple that stretched on for another few miles ahead. Just seeing the purple reminded everyone once again how small they were in comparison to the playful giantess. With a simple movement of her hand Jaz relocated all the people to the top of a butt cheek.
"I love having my feet worked on but there's a reason they call this kind of thing ass kissing."
Jaz's message couldn't have been clearer. With her watchful eye focused on them, the people she quickly took from the land soon fell to their knees and kissed the brown skin. Those who couldn't understand her English dialect saw and quickly followed suit. There wasn't any point in fighting it. Degrading one's self to Jasmine was just one of those things you had to live with. The dangers of not doing so were enough to make it seem worth it in the long run.
Once she felt the affectionate pecks Jaz laughed, "Wow! You guys really did it. Since you like my butt so much you can just keep that up for a while. In fact-" Jaz crawled back a few dozen miles and wiggled her overturned toes against the ground of mainland Europe. "You guys put yourselves to work too! My toenails won't clean themselves!"
With her feet starting to get worked on she went back to mocking the people on her rear. "Wow...The President, Prime Minister, and all other kinds of nation leaders are kissing my ass. You guys are doing the world proud by worshiping me! Not like it's anything new for a politician right?" No one broke their kisses to both replying. After a few more quick insults Jaz stretched and let herself get nice and comfy.
Sleep wasn't far off after that.
Normally Jaz didn't remember her dreams. She didn't know what a lucid dream was or had any recollection or most of the ideas her brain spawned. What dreams she did remember she kept to herself, and with good reason. Jaz is a kind giantess, a benevolent self-proclaimed Goddess, but not a single day went by without its temptations. With the slightest movement she could crush anything, crush anyone. She could literally make the world do whatever she wanted and not a damn thing could be done about it. Of course life has its darker temptations and being a giant was no reprise from that. Jaz was a lot stronger than most people in that she didn't fall to these temptations. But in her dreams it was another story.
She rarely would remember them but without a doubt each night her mind was filled was visions of a much different, bolder version of herself. A version that had the courage to just do what she wanted and say screw everyone else. She didn't have to playfully ask for worship, it was a pleasure for people to please her. Anyone who had the nerve to try and not to would meet their end with a swift stomp to their home. Anytime Jaz opened her mouth it would be to mock the people worshiping her. Not the playful, kind-spirited insults she usually said, but much meaner, cruel, degrading things. She loved to playfully call people specks but this dream version constantly found new, lower lifeforms to compare them to.
In many ways this dream Jaz was just an evil giant. But it was still a little relieving to have these dreams. In reality the pressure was constantly on to avoid hurting even a single person. In her dream it was free game. For someone like Jasmine who never has this sort of freedom, nothing could beat it. A part of her always really got into her role as an evil Goddess. Something was really empowering about churches being built in her name or all lands and businesses renamed and made in her image. Even her dearest friends and family were just pests who made their living by licking beneath her toenails. Or maybe depending on the dream they'd be in her ears constantly praising her. Or perhaps scaling her nostrils or cleaning out her teeth. It all depended on the dream and mood she was in. She most likely wouldn't remember any of this in the morning so Jaz had to embrace it while it lasted.
Her dream had her seated on the ground with her legs spread around countless people. What they needed to do didn't need to be said out loud. With a beckoning finger Jaz ordered the people to enter the valley between her legs and start pleasing her. Her body shuddered as specks by the hundred crawled inside to do their duty.
"Mmm...Kiss harder." The sleeping giantess giggled. Fervently the people on her rear began to do just that.
"Hang on tight guys." She warned them. Everyone on her palm did help onto the cocoa brown ground beneath their feet as the giantess lowered herself into the ocean. Water enveloped her body, submerging it miles beneath the surface. As impressive as that feat was in reality Jaz's body was barely submerged at all. The Atlantic Ocean was more than long enough to fit her, but it was barely deeper than a puddle. Still, it made for a nice cool relaxation spot to lay down in. Once she got comfy the girl finally opted to focus back to the people in her hand. Up close her eyes alone seemed to block their whole view.
"Nothing like a day out in the water huh? Bet I can beat you guys in a race. I'll even give you a head start...and a few boats." Jaz laughed. "Not really. I don't wanna accidentally crush you guys. How would I get my fun then?"
"What are you going to do to us?" A fearful man asked.
Jaz eyed the speck with an amused look. "Don't sound so scared man. I won't bite...yet." Her teeth chomped once for a quick joke. "Nah, if anything you guys are gonna be the ones using your mouths. Whilst the people exchanged worried looks they became aware of the ground beneath them moving once again. They traveled dozens of miles in mere seconds; the only landmarks they could use to tell how far they traveled was Jaz's own body. From the girl's youthful face past her arched, toned back just outside her underwear they were finally lowered. It was miles of brown all around with ocean in the distance mixed with more brown. The only other color was a layer of purple that stretched on for another few miles ahead. Just seeing the purple reminded everyone once again how small they were in comparison to the playful giantess. With a simple movement of her hand Jaz relocated all the people to the top of a butt cheek.
"I love having my feet worked on but there's a reason they call this kind of thing ass kissing."
Jaz's message couldn't have been clearer. With her watchful eye focused on them, the people she quickly took from the land soon fell to their knees and kissed the brown skin. Those who couldn't understand her English dialect saw and quickly followed suit. There wasn't any point in fighting it. Degrading one's self to Jasmine was just one of those things you had to live with. The dangers of not doing so were enough to make it seem worth it in the long run.
Once she felt the affectionate pecks Jaz laughed, "Wow! You guys really did it. Since you like my butt so much you can just keep that up for a while. In fact-" Jaz crawled back a few dozen miles and wiggled her overturned toes against the ground of mainland Europe. "You guys put yourselves to work too! My toenails won't clean themselves!"
With her feet starting to get worked on she went back to mocking the people on her rear. "Wow...The President, Prime Minister, and all other kinds of nation leaders are kissing my ass. You guys are doing the world proud by worshiping me! Not like it's anything new for a politician right?" No one broke their kisses to both replying. After a few more quick insults Jaz stretched and let herself get nice and comfy.
Sleep wasn't far off after that.
Normally Jaz didn't remember her dreams. She didn't know what a lucid dream was or had any recollection or most of the ideas her brain spawned. What dreams she did remember she kept to herself, and with good reason. Jaz is a kind giantess, a benevolent self-proclaimed Goddess, but not a single day went by without its temptations. With the slightest movement she could crush anything, crush anyone. She could literally make the world do whatever she wanted and not a damn thing could be done about it. Of course life has its darker temptations and being a giant was no reprise from that. Jaz was a lot stronger than most people in that she didn't fall to these temptations. But in her dreams it was another story.
She rarely would remember them but without a doubt each night her mind was filled was visions of a much different, bolder version of herself. A version that had the courage to just do what she wanted and say screw everyone else. She didn't have to playfully ask for worship, it was a pleasure for people to please her. Anyone who had the nerve to try and not to would meet their end with a swift stomp to their home. Anytime Jaz opened her mouth it would be to mock the people worshiping her. Not the playful, kind-spirited insults she usually said, but much meaner, cruel, degrading things. She loved to playfully call people specks but this dream version constantly found new, lower lifeforms to compare them to.
In many ways this dream Jaz was just an evil giant. But it was still a little relieving to have these dreams. In reality the pressure was constantly on to avoid hurting even a single person. In her dream it was free game. For someone like Jasmine who never has this sort of freedom, nothing could beat it. A part of her always really got into her role as an evil Goddess. Something was really empowering about churches being built in her name or all lands and businesses renamed and made in her image. Even her dearest friends and family were just pests who made their living by licking beneath her toenails. Or maybe depending on the dream they'd be in her ears constantly praising her. Or perhaps scaling her nostrils or cleaning out her teeth. It all depended on the dream and mood she was in. She most likely wouldn't remember any of this in the morning so Jaz had to embrace it while it lasted.
Her dream had her seated on the ground with her legs spread around countless people. What they needed to do didn't need to be said out loud. With a beckoning finger Jaz ordered the people to enter the valley between her legs and start pleasing her. Her body shuddered as specks by the hundred crawled inside to do their duty.
"Mmm...Kiss harder." The sleeping giantess giggled. Fervently the people on her rear began to do just that.
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