Keith feels the large, soft tendrils of her fingers slowly wrap around him into a grip and lift him upward. A sharp, painful tug at his wrists prompts him to open his eyes and he realizes that's the rope he's been struggling with all afternoon snapping like a piece of twine. The knot around his hands untangles and falls away. He'd be in a great mood if he weren't 20 feet off the ground and ascending, drawing closer and closer to the huge face of the giant woman effortlessly lifting him off the ground. Her face is every bit as stunning as the rest of her body. Keith assumes she's his age, maybe a year or two older, but her mesmerizing amber eyes give her an immortal look. When he's finally within about 10 feet of her face, she stops lifting him. With upward momentum stopping, Keith is suddenly very aware of his legs dangling freely. He wouldn't exactly call her grip loose and he definitely didn't want to be here, but the fear of falling has him instinctively wrap his arms around the nearest free object for safety. Her thumb is his only option. The beginnings of a smile join her analyzing gaze. Konga finds him cute and her next actions make her intentions unambitious.
She lowers him slightly and her grip tilts back until Keith is laying horizontally, her thump pinning him against her open palm. The large pointer finger on her free hand then begins to explore. A terrified, but curious Keith demands to know what's going on as she strokes his muscular arms. Keith then feels a cold breeze as she lifts up the bottom of his tank top and gently runs her finger along his abs. And then, a noise that could be construed as a giggle if she were much smaller slips out of the massive woman. Keith feels the large finger run along his leg and up his shorts. It came to rest on the bulge in his pants. He tried to think of other thoughts to quell the situation, but it was too late. The large finger began to rhythmically back and forth along his shorts. Keith tried not to make eye contact with Konga as she continued to study him, an unmistakable grin growing along her face. Try as he might, Keith was unable to conceal the pleasure that Konga was shooting into his body.
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