Aron's breath caught as the earth shook under him. The air was thick, electric with something raw. He spun around—and his heart almost stopped.
She towered above him, impossibly tall, a flesh-and-power goddess. Her contours rose to the heavens, her size crushing his sensibilities. Long, silky locks dripped down from her shoulders in cascades, and her lips twisted into a provocative smile.
"My, my," she husked, her voice a low, seductive thrum in his bones. "A little wee man, all by himself in my territory. How. fascinating."
Aron's legs were weak, but whether from terror or something else, he couldn't say. He was short of ankle height and yet the way her eyes seemed to drink him in left him exposed.
With a slow, measured movement, she lowered herself, her face level with his shivering body. Her warm, sweet breath enveloped him as her giant fingers moved around him in the air.
"You're so fragile," she reflected, her tongue tracing the outline of her lips. "I could circle my fingers around you. and you'd never get away."
Shivering, he felt her hand reach him at last, fingers closing over his small body. Her grasp was firm but soft, her heat permeating his skin. She lifted him with an effortless ease, pinning him to her palm as if she tested his diameter, his weight.
"Tell me, little one," she whispered, drawing him near to her mouth, "are you afraid of me… or do you want me?"
Her hot breath rippled over his skin, stimulating a wave of heat through him. He was barely able to think, far less answer. Her very being overwhelmed his senses, her fingers holding him at ease between the gentle crests of her palm.
"I can hear your heart beat," she whispered, her voice charged with laughter. "So quick. So impatient."
She trailed her fingertips across his chest, playing, discovering, her touch light as a feather yet insistent enough to keep him in mind of who was boss.
"You're so… tiny," she said, pulling him to her chest. The vision of her huge body, the enormity of her curves looming over him, caught his breath. "I could do anything to you… and you wouldn't stop me, would you?"
Aron swallowed hard. Was it fear? Thrill? Some dizzying combination of both? He didn't know anymore.
The giantess chuckled, her lips curling into a wicked smile. "Oh, little one… we’re going to have so much fun."
