The Package (giantess, extreme size difference, violent)

The Package, part 1

Hayden woke up, struggling to open his eyes. His limbs still tightly tied up with a heavy rope, trying to move only brings him further discomfort. Defeated, he looked around: The room was dimly lit, and a low rumble filled the stale air; he could barely spot the silhouettes of other people in the shadows, bound like him. A door opened. A man entered, carrying a tray. He went from captive to captive, leaving a piece of bread a cup of water near them. Once his job was done, he left the room. Hayden stared his meager meal, suppressed his disgust and forced himself to eat, like he did for the last few days. Being forced to use only is mouth did not make things easy and he ended up wasting quite a lot of water. Still, he felt reasonably satisfied, considered the circumstances.

He tried once again to recall what exactly happened to him. He vaguely remembers walking down a street in the evening, then pain in the back of his head, and then waking up there, in the room he spent the last week in. At least so he thought, he had no idea how long it has been exactly.

As for why he had been taken, the possible explanations were not many. In fact, considering the long trip they were on, the reason could only be one. He fell asleep again shortly after, while still ruminating on what the future may hold.

When he finally woke up again, his body was stiff and sore. He probably stayed asleep for a lot longer than usual. Did they spike the last meal? Hayden wondered. While massaging his aching limbs, he suddenly realized he was no longer tied up. In fact, they were no longer in the dark room, but a well lit structure, with brown tinted walls, a high ceiling, and large circular windows about twenty feet from the ground. He suddenly realized: he was inside a carton box.

The roof opened. Their new owner looked down on them from high above, smiling. Her shoulder length straight black hair surrounded her beautiful and youthful face. Her bright blue eyes jumped from tiny to tiny, savoring their reactions to her reveal, while a slight smirk took control of her delicate lips.

“Good morning, my little morsels” simply said. Her sweet and melodic voice filled Hayden’s ears, while her breath washed over them “unfortunately I have to work this morning, so we won’t get to know each other better just yet” added a few seconds later “But I do want you to help me relax.”

She slowly tilted the box, giving them time to adjust themselves in order not to fall. When the box was finally laid on its side, she ordered them to come out.

Her size was finally fully apparent to them, but so overwhelming that they struggled to comprehend the scale of the being they had in front. The hand she used to tilt the box rested on the table surface near them, her fingers were about half as tall as them and almost five times their height in length. Just that hand was large enough to cover the entire group of tiny captives. Hayden did not even try to compare himself to the rest of her immense body, it was just too much for his mind.

He did recall reading about the size difference between them and the giantesses. Most of them easily reached 400 feet in height, with some even bigger. To her, they were about a single measly inch tall. No written description, however, could have prepared him to face the real thing, her scale was simply awe inspiring.

With a hint of guilt, Hayden found himself admiring her beauty. She had the body of an Olympic athlete, with the lean but powerful muscles of a professional runner, clearly visible even under her green tank top and shorts, leaving little to the imagination. Her arms showcased her muscles with each of her movement, while her modest but perky B cups towered over the minute crowd. Her partially exposed midriff displayed her defined abs, while her shorts were stretched by her powerful thighs. Her crotch was a lot more voluminous than he expected, could the rumors be true?

“Less staring, more moving people. I’ll let you take pictures later” said, instantly snapping the group out of their trance. She gestured towards a glass container, about double the size of their box. It was a cubic habitat of sort, with fully furnished living quarters. It almost looked like a comfortable place, if it wasn’t for the completely transparent walls that left no privacy to its occupants. There was an opening at the bottom, big enough to drive a truck through it, closed by a plastic door. The giantess opened it to let them in.

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