Lincoln Loud was just a simple, normal, everyday 16-year-old boy who was currently enjoying a nice vacation on a cruise ship. It was just a nice, normal, uneventful pleasure cruise where everyone was having a great time with the fine dining, the swimming pools, the spa, and the video game arcade, which was one of Lincoln's favorite parts about it. Yes, it seemed like nothing was going to happen to Lincoln on this lovely ship.
Unfortunately, that wasn't going to be the case here. Out of nowhere, a massive thunderstorm threw the ship into a wave of turbulence, putting everyone on the ship in great danger. The crew quickly sounded the alarm and ordered everyone to the lifeboats. As all of the passengers ran in a panic to get to safety, Lincoln wasn't so fortunate. A bolt of lightning suddenly struck the ship and knocked it off of its side while the rain was pouring down on the ship.
As a result, Lincoln lost his balance on the ship as it was tilting over. He then slid to the edge of the ship along with a few other passengers who didn't make it to the lifeboats in time. Before he fell into the ocean, Lincoln grabbed the railing at the edge of the ship and held on as best as he could. However, the rain made it so wet and slippery that Lincoln soon lost his grip and fell into the water.
Once he resurfaced, Lincoln began treading water and crying out for help. But it was no use as the storm was getting worse and turning the water against the poor boy. "HEEELP!!!" He shouted. "Someone help me!" Lincoln kept screaming for help which never came to him. And right when he thought it couldn't get any worse, the storm created a massive tidal wave that swept him up in it. Poor Lincoln was powerless to swim away from the wave as it dropped down and consumed him, pushing him deep underwater and throwing left and right in a powerful aquatic typhoon. He tried to keep himself together after getting submerged, but it was too much to bear as he instantly blanked out from the torrent.
The next day, Lincoln Loud was suddenly washed up on a beach where he laid unconscious from the trauma he had just suffered. Lincoln was just lying face-down on the sand as an absolute mess. His clothes were in tatters, his shoes and socks were practically useless, and the rest of his body was covered in seaweed. He was very lucky that he didn't die from drowning after such a traumatic experience, but his current situation wasn't any better.
Lincoln soon went through a brief coughing fit as his body slowly regained consciousness. Once he took a deep breath, the poor boy opened his eyes as he felt himself coming back from what he thought was his end. "Ugh, my head." He groaned in pain.
His vision began to come back and he saw where he had ended up. "Huh, what the?" Lincoln felt the sun beaming down on him as he covered his eyes and began to lift himself out of the sand. *cough* "Ugh, what happened?" He shook the dizziness out of his head and finally got a clear view of where he ended up.
"Huh, where am I?" Lincoln asked, realizing he was now on a beach, and beyond that, he saw a dense jungle, indicating that he was now on an uncharted island in the middle of the ocean. "I... survived!? Thank goodness." He said with a very small amount of relief. He then stood up and shook the soreness, along with all of the ocean debris, off of himself.
"Hello!" Lincoln shouted, hoping to find anyone else with him who was lucky to survive the ship sinking. "Anybody around here!?" He called again to find someone else to help him. But once he looked all around himself, all Lincoln could see anywhere was the sandy beach all around him and the vast ocean he came from right behind him, but unfortunately, he was unsuccessful in finding anyone else in the immediate vicinity.
It soon became clear to Lincoln that he was all alone on that beach, with no way to contact anybody for help. "I-I don't believe it." Lincoln then got onto his knees and broke down crying. "It can't be! I'm all by myself! NOOO!" He began pounding away at the sand as he let his anger and sadness out. It only took him a few minutes to finally calm down and wipe his tears away. As he took a deep breath and calmed down, Lincoln dusted himself off and got rid of his broken shoes and socks, along with his ripped up jacket and pant legs.
"Okay, enough of that." Lincoln said with a serious look on his face. "If I'm going to live here now, I guess I'd better stop acting like a baby." The stranded teenager stood up barefoot and now wearing only a sleeveless, light shirt and makeshift shorts. He realized there was no way he would survive in the water, so, he decided to look for any supplies he would need to survive.
"Well, I guess I'd better get started with my new life." Lincoln sighed. As he made his way towards the jungle, the stranded teen felt a small sense of grief overcome him. He was still torn up inside over being washed up on this island without a way off, but for the sake of his survival, he had to man up and try to put those thoughts out of his head.
It was then that Lincoln entered into the jungle. However, once he got farther into it, Lincoln noticed something very strange about that massive jungle. Lincoln looked around the dense woods and became very perplexed by the vegetation.
"What the?" Lincoln looked around the jungle and soon realized what was so off about it. "Wait a minute. What is with this place? And why does everything look so so... so big!?" Lincoln asked in confusion. He tried to deny it as a trick of perspective, but then, Lincoln looked above and saw a leaf fall down from the trees, and once that leaf hit the ground in front of him, Lincoln saw how big it really was.
Seeing how huge the leaf was compared to him, Lincoln was quickly filled with a sense of dread. The trees looked a lot bigger than what he was used to, and the plants and the ground looked a lot taller than him as well. Even the rocks and some of the insects were a little bit bigger than the white-haired teen. Lincoln took one more look around the jungle and saw how much bigger everything around him was. He quickly felt like a small, helpless insect on this island, and at this point, that's pretty much all he was now.
Lincoln began backing away from some of the large bugs in front of him as his new surroundings felt more overwhelming. "What is this gigantic place? How can I-" He suddenly came to a stop as he felt something behind him, something furry. Turning around hesitantly, Lincoln saw that it appeared to be a dog, but once he looked up at its face, the dog looked as big as a dinosaur.
He stood in front of the giant hound, paralyzed with fear. Lincoln just looked up at it as the colossal canine as it was staring down at him panting happily with its tongue sticking out. Once it began drooling, the drops of its saliva fell from its tongue onto Lincoln's head, snapping him out of his fear-induced trance. Once he shook the saliva off, Lincoln saw the dog's face coming down to him with its mouth wide open. And that was his cue to run away from it thinking that it was going to eat him.
Lincoln just kept running as fast as he could through the enlarged jungle. He didn't know or care where he was going as long as it was somewhere safe from that gigantic dog. But then, Lincoln realized something. If the plants and wildlife on the island were that big, then how big would the people on it be, if there are any other people on the island?
How big were the giantesses on the island compared to Lincoln?
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