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Chapter #3
Showdown at the Royal Tower
by: Unknown
"That's a nice crown!" Puella eyes the tiny golden ornament on Princess Catherine's head with a jealous hunger. "Let us be, Solas. It's only right that the princess of this pathetic land have a royal meeting with a true queen, me!" She steps over the castle so that each of her giant thick legs is on both sides of the tiny tower. Before Princess Catherine retreats deep into the chambers of the tower, she sees the entire sky covered by a new world of silken fabric.
The giant man rolls his eyes. "Fine, just don't do anything weird like try to fuck that tower!" Puella chuckles and her eyes light up.
"Not a bad idea actually. But first, I want that little bug's crown!" She says to the giant man. Uninterested, Sola walks away leaving the giantess to be in the privacy of her new toy.
With both legs still on the sides of the tower, the giantess lowers her hips so that the crotch of her underwear rubs the tip of the belltower. She groans and moans, a thunderous sound that fills the tower and shakes the books off the shelves in the royal library.
"C'mon tiny princess, don't make me use your home as a dildo. I just want your crown!" Puella is having too much to reach in and grab the miniature girl with her fingertips. The nails could pierce the glass and take the princess but it's too much fun to stop. The tower's top is scraped into dust and pieces of it fall to the ground below as the giantess straddles, her moans becoming louder and more frightening. Even distant giants pause from their torturing of little people to hear the lusty breaths. But Puella's humping is interrupted when a faint bell rings from within the tower top. A war sound, she realizes when over the hill by the tower, a crowd of tinies is approaching. Their little swords and shields and catapults look like toys but together, they could definitely be annoying enough to pierce her with their small sharp weapons. Still raging with horniness, Puella grunts and stops. "So that's how you want to do it, huh? I guess your tiny army will be my new set of toys!"
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