I am Adira, the sexy giantess, feared and admired by all who dwell in this land. My lair is a vast and mysterious place, filled with towering trees and sparkling streams, a place where I am the undisputed queen.
One day, I heard a tiny voice calling out to me from the entrance of my lair. I looked down to see a tiny man, no bigger than my thumb, standing before me. His name was Will, and he had dared to enter my domain, despite the warnings of the townspeople.
I picked him up between my thumb and forefinger, marveling at how small and insignificant he was. He trembled in my grasp, his eyes wide with fear. I couldn’t help but tease him, taunting him with the power I held over him.
‘What do you want from me, tiny man?’ I asked, a cruel smile playing at my lips.
‘I-I want to be your friend,’ he stuttered, his voice shaking.
I laughed, the sound echoing throughout my lair. ‘Friend? You, a mere insect, could never be my friend.’
His eyes filled with tears, and I felt a strange sensation in my chest. Was it pity? No, I couldn’t let myself feel pity for this insignificant creature. I squeezed my fingers together, just a little, and he cried out in pain.
‘Please, stop!’ he begged.
I looked down at him, my anger dissipating. I had never seen anyone so small and helpless before. I couldn’t bear to see him in such distress.
I opened my hand, releasing him. He fell to the ground, his body battered and bruised. But he was alive, and for some reason, that mattered to me.
I picked him up gently and placed him between my massive thighs, feeling a strange sense of arousal wash over me.
‘You may not be my friend, tiny man,’ I said softly. ‘But you can still be useful to me.’
I squeezed my thighs together, and he cried out in fear, thinking I was going to squash him like a bug. But I didn’t. I held him there, between my thighs and instructed him to lap up all my juices.
