LAND OF THE GIANTS - Playthings (2)

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Land of the Giants
Playthings
By David Oberman
Chapter Five

At the crack of dawn, the remainder of the
marooned travelers had organized themselves
into search parties to look for the missing
Mr. Fitzhugh.

Mark and Dan headed East, Steve and Barry
took the West, which left Valerie and Betty
to search North. Nobody bothered with the
Southern zone, for that was all swamp and
quicksand. Each of them had learned
through experience to avoid that area.
Even Fitzhugh.

Fitzhugh woke suddenly to the rumbling
sound of Giants scurrying about. In a
panic he fell into a tepid puddle of water
that had accumulated under his sleeping
area. He got up sputtering water as he
tried to get his bearings. Then he
remembered where he was.

Getting lost in the woods, the drainpipe
that led him here, and last night. Yes,
most definitely, last night. The shower
scene with all of those naked teens. But
most especially the Giant Anguel. The one
that was a Giant teenage twin of Valerie.

He calmed down after that. Looking around
he could see that he was still safe inside
the drainpipe. Then what was all of that
stomping that woke him so suddenly.

He cautiously approached the drain grate
and peered out. Nothing going on there.
He poked his head and looked around.

There in the hallway were dozens of
teenaged girls in school uniforms. They
varied in age from about six to eighteen.
And there just at the edge of the doorway
was his Anguel.

"All right girls," he heard someone shout.
"Today we have more studying and if some of
you are lucky enough. New prospective
parents."

'An orphanage,' Fitzhugh thought. "It's an
orphanage."

"All right seniors," the headmistress
ordered. "Take your charges to their
classrooms and then go help out where
you're needed."

Fitzhugh looked on as the different groups
were marched off to various classrooms. He
saw that Anguel was leading her younger
roommates to class.

'That must mean that she's one of the
seniors,' he surmised.

Knowing that nothing more would be
accomplished by his staying any longer,
Fitzhugh turned and made his way back to
the outside world. He followed the
drainpipe in the reverse direction that he
had taken when he first sought shelter.

Within a few minutes he reached its edge.
As always he looked around to make sure
that the coast was clear. Seeing nobody,
including animals, in the area he stepped
into the sunlight and stretched his body
awake with a loud yawn.

He decided that before he would make his
way back to camp, he'd want to be able to
find this place again. There was no way
that he was going to forget about Anguel.
He promised himself that he would return
for seconds. And after being sexually
satisfied for the first time in years, this
was a promise that he was going to keep for
himself.

He climbed up the steep valley wall, which
was actually just a gully, and got his
bearings.

"Ah! There is the orphanage," he said to
himself. "Now where is the name?"

He looked along the face of the building in
question for a name. Seeing none he looked
along the wall surrounding the structure.

"There it is!" He exclaimed aloud.
"GOVERNMENT JUVENILE RELOCATION CENTER.
Ahrumph! Of course they would have an
agency even to deal with orphans. These
people are worst than the old communist
regimes back home."

Satisfied that he knew what to look for in
the future, he turned around and made his
way back into the forest and headed for
their camp.

The 'Spindrift' search parties had been
scouring the forest for signs of Fitzhugh
for over an hour already. Steve and Barry
had had no luck. While Mark and Dan were
momentarily trapped, by a curious dog that
was sniffing, inside the hole that they hid
in at its approach. They had to stay there
for nearly an hour before the dog's owner
finally showed up and leashed his wayward
pet to take him home.

It would be Betty and Valerie that would
eventually come across the trail left
behind by the drunken Fitzhugh the night
before. They followed the stumbling trail
for over an hour before the incident
happened.

A half-hour earlier, a teenaged Giant had
set up snares to capture new specimens for
his collection. He was hoping for a
chipmunk type rodent, which frequented this
particular part of the forest.

He was an awkward looking teen. At
fourteen, he wasn't too athletic and had to
wear glasses. He was an extremely shy lad.
Every time a girl would talk to him, he
would stutter to the laughter of everyone
around at the time. What a lot of teasing
teens back on Earth would call a geek. His
name was Glivard, Glivard Simms.

Enthusiastic about finding Fitzhugh's
trail, the two women of the group made the
fatal mistake of letting their guard down.
They weren't paying attention to the trail
ahead, when suddenly the spring loaded net
trapped them in its confines.

"Oh! Uh!!?" They both exclaimed in
surprise as they found themselves tossed
around as the trap closed around them like
a bear trap.

They had never encountered this type of a
trap before. It consisted of two half-
hoops connected at the edge with a spring
system. The mesh of the net was metallic,
not fibrous. This would make it very
difficult for the girls to cut their way
out.

The fact that they had never seen this type
before was understandable, for it was an
invention of Glivard's. He may not be much
around people, but around his draft board
he could invent just about anything he put
his mind to.

Because of his shyness he buried himself
into his hobby which was biology. He
planned to become a veterinarian when he
grew up. To help him out in this, he would
collect as many animals as he could for
study.

When he was done with them he would release
them unharmed in the wild where he had
captured them. That was why he invented
this humane snare. The same one that Betty
and Valerie were now trapped in.

It only took them a minute to figure out
that they would require outside assistance
to escape this snare. So reluctantly they
agreed that they'd have to shout out for
help.

"Help!" Betty yelled out. "Steve! Mark!
Help, we're trapped!"

"Barry! Dan!" Valerie joined in the
chorus. "Where are you guys? We need help
here."

Unfortunately, all of the men were at the
outskirt of their search areas and there
was no way that they could have heard them,
being so far away. Fitzhugh was another
matter. He was just then approaching that
same area from the opposite direction.

He heard the call for help a mere two
hundred yards ahead of him. He recognized
the two voices as the two women of the
group. If they dared shouting out, then
they must be in deep trouble indeed, he
knew.

"What have those dumb bitches gotten
themselves into this time," he complained
aloud.

Ignoring the fact that any trouble they
were in was because they were looking for
him. As far as he was concerned, it wasn't
his fault. He approached the area
cautiously. Knowing that any trouble could
be lurking nearby. And he knew that there
was definite danger that the sound of the
two girls might well attract unwanted
company, of the Giant kind.

He came around the root of a tree and saw
the trouble. They were trapped in some
kind of snare. Cringing behind the cover
of the tree, he looked around for any signs
of Giants. He couldn't see anybody. So he
decided to approach the trapped women to
offer his assistance.

"Pssst! Betty, Valerie," he whispered to
them. "Quiet! You want the Giants to hear
you?"

Betty turned at the sound of the familiar
voice.

"Fitzhugh," she let her breath out. "Am I
ever happy to see you. Quick, help us out
of this."

Fitzhugh stepped back to look at the
mechanism. With his arms crossed and a
hand supporting his chin he studied it
carefully. Then he spotted what looked
like the release.

"Ah! This must be it." He told them, as
he headed for the switch.

The two women, in their mini-dresses waited
patiently as they followed Fitzhugh to the
other side of the snare. He was valiantly
struggling to get the release mechanism to
work when they all heard the loud rustling
in the bushes nearby.

"Faster Fitzhugh," Valerie said in a panic.
"Someone is coming!"

"What do you think I'm doing. Ungh!" He
shot back at her.

"Hurry!" Betty begged him.

"I'... I'm trying," Fitz would grunt. "It
just won't turn."

Just then the lever slipped from his grasp
and he fell in the underbrush. This was
just before Glivard turned the corner to
inspect his snare. His eyes nearly popped
out of his head when he saw what he had
managed to catch.

There in his trap were two of the Little
People the government kept warning
everybody about.

It had been years since their last
sighting. Everyone came to believe that
the whole thing was a hoax. And yet there
they were, right in front of him.

He looked around to see if anybody else was
around. Seeing no one he crouched down to
take a better look at his prize.

Fitzhugh remained in the underbrush, out of
sight.

Down at ground level to them, he realized
that not only were they Little People, but
they were both female as well. And this
close he had to admit to himself that they
were very beautiful, despite their size.
He could clearly see their feminine curves
this close up.

Betty was the first to get the courage to
speak out. Putting on her best stewardess
smile, she approached the mesh near the
staring teen.

"Pl... Please," she said softly. "Please
little boy. Could you please let us go?"

Glivard was surprised to hear the Little
Woman speak his own language. From the way
the government propaganda described them,
they were alien invaders of some kind. So
he half expected some type of alien
gibberish.

"Yes," Valerie chimed in. "We haven't hurt
anybody."

"Ho... how do I know that?" Glivard asked
honestly.

"Well," Valerie stretched out her arms
along her slim body. "Do you think that
someone as small as us could hurt one of
your people?"

Glivard had to admit that it didn't seem
likely. But he couldn't just release them
without considering things first.

The two women looked on helplessly as the
teenaged boy got to his feet. They knew
that their plea failed when, instead of
opening the snare, he picked them up and
stuffed them in his backpack.

"No! Don't!" Was the last thing that
Fitzhugh heard from Betty's lips as the
sack was zipped shut before his eyes.

He looked on helplessly as the young boy
headed out of the forest for home.

Fitzhugh picked himself up and began
following. The teen's Giant strides made
it impossible to keep up to him. Fitzhugh
would have to rely on tracking him from a
distance. Something everybody of the
marooned group had learned throughout the
years.

It only took five minutes for Glivard to
get home, which was right next to the
forest. He slammed the door shut as he ran
for his lab in the basement.

"Glivard!" His mother shouted at him.
"How many times do I have to tell you not
to slam the door like that!"

"Sorry, Mom!" He yelled up the stairs as
he laid his backpack gently on his
workbench.

He went to the door to close it. Then
after a few seconds of reflection, locked
it from the inside.

'No use getting caught with them,' he
thought to himself.

He returned to the workbench and pulled out
his snared captives. They were jostled
about a lot as he ran home. But overall
they were none the worst for wear.

He set the snare gently on the tabletop and
then pulled the release mechanism. The two
half-hoops fell open to either side.





Chapter Six

As Betty and Valerie stepped clear of
Glivard's snare, they looked around for
possible escape routes. Glivard knew
immediately what they were looking for.

"Don't bother looking for ways out," he
told them. "This whole basement was
designed to keep my specimens inside in the
event they got loose."

He explained as he waved his hands to the
far wall. There they could see dozens of
cages holding a whole menagerie of animals.
Rodents, amphibians, reptiles, snakes and
even a few cats and dogs.

"You see," he went on. "I want to be a
veterinarian when I grow up. So I've been
studying them for years now."

"I see," Betty interrupted. "And what do
you do with them when you're finished
studying them?"

Surprised to hear an adult, even a tiny
adult, taking interest in his career plans,
he told her. He never hurt any of his
specimens, and that after a while he simply
releases them back in the wild where he
originally caught them.

"And what about us?" Valerie interrupted.

Glivard was at a loss for words on that
one. He had no idea what he should do with
his two Lilliputian captives. Should he
let them go? Should he turn them over to
the government? Or should he just
exterminate them?

"I... I don't know," he finally admitted to
them.

"Why not just let us go," Betty reiterated.

"No," he blurted. "Not just yet, anyway."

"And why not?" Valerie insisted.

"Wel... well, I'd like to learn more about
your people," he finally admitted to his
curiosity. "If you don't mind."

Betty and Valerie looked at each other and
smiled at the innocent request of Glivard.

"Okay!" Betty told him. "What do you want
to know?"

Glivard was pleased that he was about to
get first hand information from the Little
People themselves. Something very few of
his own kind could boast about.

"Well to begin with," he started
hesitantly. "Do you have names. My name
is Glivard, Glivard Simms."

"My name is Betty," she told him, and
pointing to her companion. "And this is
Valerie."

He smiled at their cooperation. For a
geeky fourteen-year-old, he had a nice
smile.

"Why are you invading my planet," he asked
without thinking.

"We're not invading your home Glivard,"
Valerie explained. "We got here because of
an accident, that's all."

"Then why don't you go home?" He continued
his questions.

"We wish we could sweetie," it was Betty's
turn to answer. "But the truth of the
matter is, that were marooned here. We
have been for over eight years."

"Gee! I'm sorry to hear that," Glivard
said sorrowfully.

Betty and Val could sense in his voice that
he honestly meant that.

"Its okay Glivard," Valerie told him.
"It's not like it was your fault."

He smiled at her reassurance. He didn't
know why he felt guilty for the Little
People being marooned here, but he did.

Betty wanted to evaporate the morose tone
that the conversation had taken and asked
Glivard to show them his animal lab. He
cheered up immediately and proceeded to
show them the creatures that he was
studying lately.

One by one he would bring one of the small
cages to the tabletop and show off his
specimens. He would go on and on about how
and where he caught each one. Then he
would tell them what he had learned from
each one of them.

This went on for nearly an hour. By this
time it was nearing supper time and they
could hear his mother yelling down at him
to come wash up for dinner.

"Its okay Glivard," Betty told him. "We
can talk some more later."

Glivard smiled broadly knowing that someone
was finally taking an interest in his
biology studies. He left them on the
tabletop and left the basement laboratory,
making sure to lock the door behind him.
No use having somebody discover his new
friends.

As soon as he left Betty and Valerie
scurried to the edge of the high table and
searched for an escape route. They slid
down the lamp's electrical wire to the
floor and began a thorough search of the
lab. They looked at the door and saw that
even the bottom crack was sealed tight to
prevent escaping animals from leaving.
Then they saw the air duct, but that too
was covered with a grate too small to fit
through.

After half an hour of fruitless exploration
they had to concede that Glivard was right.
All means of escape were foreseen by the
boy. They reluctantly climbed back up to
the tabletop and waited patiently for
Glivard to come back from his supper.

It was an hour later before they heard the
lock being opened. Glivard slipped in with
a plate of food and milk. He brought it
over to the two women who smiled at him
gratefully. He went back to the door and
again locked it from the inside.

"I thought that you might be hungry," he
told them.

"That was very sweet of you Glivard," Betty
smiled up at the towering teen.

He blushed profusely at her attention to
his feelings. He pulled out two small cups
from his baby sister's tea set and using
and eye drop filled them with milk from his
glass.

It had been a long time since any of the
marooned group had come across a friendly
face among the Giants. The plate was
filled with meat and vegetables. Betty and
Valerie had to eat with their bare hands,
as there was nothing available to use as
utensils.

Glivard sat quietly, watching as the two
women ate their fill. They left a huge
amount of food in the plate, which was
really not all that surprising. They were
finishing their cups of milk along with
Glivard. After a brief respite, Glivard
resumed his questioning.

It would cover everything from the Earth
peoples races, science, and medicine. He
was amazed to hear that space flight was
not only theoretical, but an everyday
occurrence back on Earth. On this planet,
they had yet to send a satellite in space,
much less a man.

"What about you Glivard," Valerie asked.
"What do you like? Other than your
animals."

"Nothing much really," he answered her.

"Oh come on," Betty threw on the charm. "A
cute boy like you must have a girlfriend at
least."

Upon hearing about him and girls, Glivard
blushed a deep red before their eyes.

"N... n... n... .no," he started stuttering
uncontrollably. "N... no I... I... I
don... Don't."

Val recognized the signs of his shyness
immediately.

'How cute,' she thought. 'The boy is so
shy, he can't even talk about girls.'

"Its okay Glivard," Betty tried to settle
him down. "We don't have to talk about
that."

Glivard took a couple of deep breaths to
get his speech back to normal. Then he
looked down on his Little friends.

'God! They're beautiful," he thought to
himself. 'As beautiful as the models in my
magazines.'

And as he thought of that, his gaze went to
the drawer where all of his girlie
magazines where hidden. It took a lot of
creativity on his part to get his hands on
those. And he wasn't about to let his
parents find them, for this too was taboo
on this Giant's world.

Just the fact of owning these few magazines
Glivard was risking a mandatory three years
in juvenile detention. That, plus the fact
that he was harboring Little People, would
mean that he could face up to fifteen years
of jail time, but he never gave much
thought about this at the moment.

Val noticed him staring at the drawer and
immediately suspected what might be inside.
She pulled Betty aside to talk privately to
her.

"Do you think that maybe we should help
Glivard out of his shyness," she asked the
blonde stewardess.

"How?" Betty asked.

"Well, we could start by showing him that
there is nothing to be afraid about a
woman's body," she winked.

Betty gasped in shock at what she knew
Valerie was thinking about. She knew full
well about the actress' reputation, even
before the flight. All of which had been
confirmed over the years with her cavorting
with every man in the group. Except,
thankfully, her Dan.

But this was a new low as far as she was
concerned. Valerie was suggesting the
immoral act of displaying themselves to a
juvenile. No, her upbringing just couldn't
allow something like this to happen. Even
to a Giant.

"What are you whispering about?" Glivard
interrupted.

The two women turned to face him again.
Valerie smiled up and slowly began
unzipping her mini-dress before the
astonished teen.

Betty reached over to try and stop her.
Val just slapped her hand away from her.

Glivard was beginning to feel his throat
tighten up again, but he just couldn't tear
his eyes away from the redheaded Little
Woman. Slowly and inexorably, the zipper
kept sliding lower and lower down the front
of the dress. Her naked skin could be seen
with each passing moment.

For the marooned group, underwear's were a
thing of the past. Both Betty and Valerie
had long since lost their last vestige of
underwear from wear and tear. For the last
two years they have been dressing without
benefit of anything underneath. Valerie
thought it liberating, while Betty took
longer before accepting the inevitable.

Already Glivard could make out the cleavage
of Valerie's breast. He opened the drawer
with his magazine collection and pulled out
his magnifying glass. He didn't want to
miss this opportunity. Looking through the
glass, he watched as Valerie opened up more
and more of her cleavage for his
entertainment

Betty gave up on the lewd show that Valerie
had begun performing on the innocent lad.
She walked over to the edge of the table
and looked down. She was staring into the
open drawer full of girlie magazines. She
was shocked at some of the poses that were
visible to her.

They mostly consisted of a women fucking
herself with one instrument or another.
They vaguely resembled dildoes, but they
were visibly hand-crafted. Obviously on
this world, dildoes didn't have the same
level of marketing value that they had back
on Earth.

As far as she could tell, none of the
magazines had any couples. None of any
kind. No man/woman, no woman/woman. None
whatsoever. It would seem that sex was
very strict in this Giant society. Even
literature was strictly monitored. So
strict that just owning such magazine was
punishable with jail time.

She turned back to see where Valerie was
at. She had removed her dress and was
dancing suggestively for Glivard while only
wearing her booths. Just like a stripper
from the late seventies. Val was squeezing
her tits together and pulling her nipples
up to her mouth to lick them.

Glivard was having a hard time focusing on
her as he was now sporting a raging hardon
in the tight confines of his pants. He
reached down and freed his cock. It stuck
straight out of his pants. Luckily for
him, it was out of sight of the two woman
on the table. He would die if they saw his
thing like that.

His breathing was getting ragged as he kept
trying to follow Valerie's performance.
What was also making difficult to focus was
that his glasses were fogging up from the
perspiration of his brow.

Betty smiled at the comical scene before
her. She didn't like what Valerie was
doing, but the look on Glivard's face as he
continually wiped the fog from his glasses
was priceless.

She decided that what was done, was done.
So she might as well try to make things
easier for poor Glivard. On that note, she
approached him on the table until she was
standing just under his chin.

"Its okay Glivard," she tried to reassure
him. "What you're feeling is perfectly
normal. Everybody gets them."

She then reached up on the tip of her toes
and gave him a gentle peck on that Giant
chin.

Just then Glivard choked a bit on his
breath. The sudden cough threw Betty
balance off and she tumbled off the
tabletop. Right onto his lap.

Valerie saw Betty fall and screamed in
distress. Glivard, realizing what had just
happened looked down and smiled in
reassurance to Valerie.





Chapter Seven

Valerie reached the edge of the table and
looked down herself. She too smiled when
she saw that Betty was holding onto
Glivard's stiff cock in desperation from
her fall. She hadn't realized yet what she
was holding on to. All that she knew was,
that she had fallen on something that was
hard and soft at the same time. She also
found that it felt rather hot in her
panicky grip.

Glivard stood slowly and brought his cock
over the tabletop, along with the grasping
Betty so she could release him. Only when
she saw the tabletop under her feet did she
finally release the gigantic member.

She fell to her knees and tried to catch
her breath. She had the scare of her life
at that moment. Valerie came to her side
and helped her to her shacking feet.

"Wow, Betty!" Valerie said jokingly. "You
sure know how to pick'em."

"Uh!!? Wha... what do you mean?" Betty
looked up, confused. "What are you talking
about?"

Valerie then realized that Betty had no
idea what she was holding on to just
moments before. So she decided to play it
out for laughs.

"I said," she went on with a straight face.
"You sure know how to pick a cock."

"Uh!?" Was all that Betty could utter.

Valerie took the blonde's shoulders in hand
and spun her around to face Glivard.
There, just a few feet away was the biggest
cock that any Earth woman had ever seen.
It measured over ten feet in length, by
their standard, and its girth was the size
of a car.

Betty just blinked her eyes dumbly at the
huge penis. She had to swallow hard after
it finally dawned on her that she had been
holding onto that monster cock for dear
life just seconds before. She looked back
at Valerie who was sheepishly sporting a
Cheshire smile.

Then all three of them roared in
uncontrollable laughter. For the first
time in his young life Glivard was not shy
in front of a girl. Girls? Woman...
women. Whatever.

Here was the shy Glivard Simms, with his
exposed thing before two beautiful Little
Women who were showing him the best time of
his life. He looked down at the bare
breasted Valerie and the still clothe
Betty. He knew then that he wanted to see
her naked also.

"Mi... miss Betty?" He asked hesitantly.

Betty and Val brought their laughter under
control at the sound of his innocent voice.
They both turned to face the Giant cock and
the boy.

"Y... yes Glivard?" Betty answered.

"Wo... would you mind showing me?" He
stuttered, though not as badly as earlier.

"Show you what, Glivard?" She asked,
confused at his request.

All he could manage was pointing to the
naked Valerie, who smiled broadly at his
daring request. She knew that just moments
ago, this boy would never even have dared
ask something so brazenly of a woman. She
grabbed hold of Betty and pulled her aside
for another private talk.

"What do you think your doing?" Betty
asked.

"Listen Betty," Valerie told her. "Glivard
is asking to see you naked too."

"You can't be serious," Betty objected,
looking back at the shy boy.

"You can't turn him down now," Valerie went
on. "He's just getting his confidence in
motion. If you say no, he'll shrink back
and avoid girls like the plague for who
know how long."

Looking back at Glivard, Betty could see
that Valerie was probably right. He was
coming out of his shell. But to expose
herself to a juvenile went against
everything that she was thought about
decent behavior. But after a few more
urging from Valerie and Glivard she
conceded.

She approached Glivard and explained things
to him first.

"Now listen Glivard," she began telling
him. "It's not proper for a boy to ask a
girl to do what you just did. But for this
one time I'll let you watch me get naked,
okay."

All that Glivard could do was smile a silly
looking grin in anticipation to what was
about to happen in front of him. He
settled into his seat and let Betty do a
striptease in front of his leering eyes.

Doing a slow dance in front of the Giant
boy was not something that she was
comfortable with. That much Valerie could
see. So she decided that she should help
out her blonde friend in giving an adequate
performance for the boy.

She moved up behind the unwary Betty and
slipped her hands around the blonde's waist
and guided her into undulating her hips
suggestively. Just like being lead in a
dance, Betty followed Valerie's lead. She
undulated her hips in sync with Val's.

Glivard stared dumbfoundedly at the female
pair on his tabletop. In this world, women
just didn't behave like this, not even in
dirty magazines. Lesbianism was unheard of
in his frame of mind. But he just couldn't
look away.

Valerie brought her hands up to Betty's
breast and squeezed them through the dress
material.

"Ooooh!" Betty moaned gratefully to the
attention.

Never missing a beat, Valerie whispered
directions into Betty's ear.

"Take off the dress," she would tell her.

And Betty would obediently begin unzipping
the front of the dress before Glivard's
eyes. All the while, Valerie would slip in
her hand under the clothing and play with
her blonde friend's stiffening nipples.

The scene playing out before him was
getting to be too much for young Glivard.
He stood up, exposing his jutting cock to
the two women and began to jerk himself off
before them.

Betty was unaware to what he was doing.
She kept her eyes closed ever since Valerie
had joined her in this illicit strip dance.
But Valerie smiled up at the excited
Glivard as she watched his huge hands slide
along the length of the gigantic cock.

She was hoping that he would shoot his jism
all over their naked dancing bodies. To
keep things going in the right direction,
she slipped a hand into Betty's crotch and
began playing with her excited pussy.

Betty remained oblivious to what was going
on just in front of her. Having made
bisexual love to Valerie in the past few
years, she allowed her redheaded friend to
continue playing with her cunt. And she
herself pushed her back into Valerie's
already naked bush, and rubbed the rough
material against the actress' sensitive
clit.

"Oooooh! That feels nice," Valerie said
excitedly.

"So does your fingers in my pussy," Betty
returned the compliment.

Valerie looked up into Glivard's face and
judged that he must be nearing his own
orgasm. So she leaned her head to the side
of Betty's and whispered into her ear.

"Open your eyes and look at Glivard," she
instructed the blonde stewardess.

Betty did as she was told and looked up at
the jerking teenager. Just then the first
stream came shooting out of the Giant cock
with the force of a high-pressure fire
hose, knocking them both on their asses.

As they tumbled back and landed hard, and
because Valerie's hands where inside of
Betty's dress, the material ripped open
exposing her full breast to the torrent of
jism that was being shot at them.

Betty's arms were still within the long
sleeves of the mini-dress. And in their
tumble, she found her arms pinned back and
entangled in those sleeves. Valerie
immediately recognized the helpless
position that her blonde friend now found
herself in, and a sly smile crept across
her lips.

Rather than releasing her, Valerie pulled
back on the dress and held Betty's arms
pinned to her back. Betty could only sit
there helplessly as Glivard continued
spraying the Lilliputian couple with his
gooey cum. So vast was the quantity that
it covered both women completely within the
second spurt. It clung to them in large
clumps of sperm.

Betty struggled to get free from her
vulnerable position, but Valerie refused to
let her go. In fact, she did her utmost to
make sure that the gigantic spray of jism
would hit them both.

After a fruitless few moments to get clear,
of Glivard's spraying cock, Betty submitted
to it. No use protesting now. She was
already covered with the thick jism. It
clung to her body, and Valerie's in globs
that would fill both their hands if they
scooped it. One such scoop would probably
satisfy even Valerie's nymphomaniacal
needs. Well, maybe.

Glivard kept his eyes closed and was as yet
unaware of where his white stuff was
landing. When he finally opened his eyes
and saw what he had done he panicked.

"Oh, I'm sorry Miss Betty, Miss Valerie,"
he apologized desperately. "Please don't
be angry with me."

Valerie just smiled up at him sweetly.

'The dear boy is really freaked out about
this,' she thought. 'This must truly be
his first time.'

Glivard was near tears of fright at what he
had just done. He pulled out wads of
tissue paper from the box nearby and
started to clean up the two splattered
women.

When Val saw Glivard approaching with the
tissue paper she got up rapidly and
released the slightly struggling Betty and
signaled him to stop.

"No Glivard," she protested. "Don't do
that. It's all right, we don't mind.
Honestly."

Glivard stopped, and puzzled over what the
tine redhead was saying.

"How can you like that," he said pointing
to his white fluid that covered their naked
bodies.

"There's nothing wrong with that, Glivard,"
she explained as she took a handful off of
her tits and lapped it up into her willing
mouth. "You see. This taste very good.
Tell him Betty."

Betty, being more conservative about sex
than Valerie hesitated. Val threw her a
warning glance.

"Ye... yes Glivard," she said with her head
down. "There's really nothing to be
ashamed of."

"You see," Valerie turned back to face him.

Glivard smiled weakly. He was glad that
what happened wasn't upsetting his new
friends. He threw the tissue paper into
the trash and sat back down to observe what
the Little Women planned to do next.

What did happen caused him to wink in
disbelief. Valerie sat next to the now
kneeling Betty and proceeded to kiss her
full on the lips, just like a man would.
He could also see that Betty was returning
the kiss. He followed the action as
Valerie's hands would then explore the
blonde woman's breast and rub his very own
jism into the malleable flesh.

Betty had given up protesting against
Valerie. She knew from experience through
the years that whatever miss superstar
wanted, especially regarding sex, she got.
She reciprocated by moving her hands to
Val's firm breast and massaged the gooey
cum into her companion's flesh.

The two woman continued performing before
young Glivard for the next hour. The most
fascinating thing that he witnessed was
when Betty and Valerie performed a sixty-
nine before his eyes. They were busily
trying to swallow as much of his scum off
of each other's body. But as Betty
surmised earlier, there was more than even
the ravenous Valerie could swallow.

The session ended with Glivard filling an
instrument tray with warm water, which the
women gratefully used as a lavish metal
bathtub. It had been a long time since
they had had such a luxury.

Glivard then constructed mattresses for
them out of discarded foam padding. It
wasn't the most beautiful bed in the world
but he managed to make them very
comfortable.

Saying goodnight, he left them for the
night and went back to the main house,
making sure to lock the door as he left.
Though Betty and Valerie were disappointed
that he had locked them in again, they felt
sure that he did it for their own
protection.

They settled in for the evening and fell
into an exhaustive slumber.





Chapter Eight

It had been over three hours since Fitzhugh
lost sight of the Giant boy as he ran with
his captured mates. But the lad's trail
was easy to follow. Finally he reached the
house where they were taken. Scurrying up
to the door he slipped through its gap at
the bottom and explored the house
cautiously, as he tried to locate the two
missing women.

For the next hour he saw no sign of them,
nor the boy that had taken them. He was
about to give up and look elsewhere, when
out of a sealed doorway came the very boy
that he was looking for.

'He must have them in there,' Fitzhugh
deduced.

He waited patiently for the teenager to
disappear. As soon as he was out of sight,
the rotund man ran across the floor to the
huge door. He expected that he could get
in as usual by sliding under the door. But
it wasn't until he got to the door that he
realized that it was completely sealed to
prevent his entering.

But he wouldn't give up. Not yet anyway.
He looked around for another access. He
saw an air vent nearby and tried that.
This too proved useless. It lead into the
room's vent, but that too was sealed to
prevent entry by him.

He then decided that there was only one
hope. He would hide near the door until
morning and when the lad went back inside,
he would rush in and hide nearby before
being spotted. It was a bold plan, but it
was the only one that he could come up
with, in such short notice.

So he found himself a hiding place, not too
far from the door and settled himself for
yet another night away from the camp.

Meanwhile, back at the 'Spindrift', the
remainder of the group had returned some
hours hence from their own search. They
spent a restless night after determining
that the two women of their groups were now
also missing.

The next morning, Fitzhugh woke at the
crack of dawn. He waited patiently for the
Giants to get up. He had to wait another
forty minutes before the parents of the
Giant family came out of their room and
made their way towards the kitchen to
prepare breakfast.

Another fifteen minutes went by before a
little girl came out, about six or seven he
guessed. She was rubbing the sleep out of
her eyes with a doll in her arms. But the
teenaged boy that he was searching for was
still missing.

The lad came down the hallway, half-
dressed. He was busily trying to tuck his
shirt inside his pants has he hurried to
the kitchen.

'Finally,' Fitzhugh sighed in relief.

He could hear the clutter, as utensils were
being used on porcelain plates. He took a
strong whiff of the air and savored the
smell that reached his nostrils.

'Oh god!' He gasped. 'Fresh coffee,
(sniff) and pancakes. God I miss that.'

His stomach grumbled in protest. Only then
did he remember that he hadn't eaten
anything for the last thirty-six hours.
Even in the most desperate of situations,
his appetite would manage to surface. On
more that one occasion over the past eight
years had this placed him, and the others,
in danger.

The Giants continued eating their breakfast
while talking about family matters. The
father would complain about the heavy
workload that was waiting for him, the
mother about her lecherous boss. While the
two children would tell their parents about
what was planned for school today.

Fitzhugh waited impatiently underneath the
telephone table that he was hiding under
for them to finish. He kept pacing back
and forth for over half an hour before he
heard the dishes being put away in the
sink.

Realizing that the time might be
approaching for his bold plan, he scurried
nearer to the target door. While remaining
behind one of the tables thick legs for
cover.

With his eyes, he followed the Giants as
they headed for the door. The father
kissed his wife goodbye and pecked his
daughter on the cheek and left.

"Glivard," the mother called out. "Don't
be late for school, dear."

"I won't," he promised.

Then the mother also left with his baby
sister in arm. She would be dropped off at
a day care unit on her way to work.

Making sure that everybody had left,
Glivard returned to the kitchen and came
out with a plate of pancakes and a glass of
milk. He was coming towards the concealed
Fitzhugh. Or more specifically, towards
his lab.

He was sure that his two tiny guests must
be hungry by now. He got to the locked
door and placed the plate of hot food on
the tabletop above Fitzhugh's head. After
unlocking the door, he turned back to pick
up the plate and go inside.

This was the opportunity that Fitzhugh had
been waiting for. In a mad dash, he
scurried to the open door and made his way
inside. He looked around the room
desperately for somewhere to hide. Seeing
a stack of metal containers, he ducked
behind them an hid from sight.

Glivard followed just moments after. He
walked up to his workbench and deposited
the plate on it, before going back to the
door to close it. He then returned to the
table and looked down at the two sleeping
Little Women.

He gave out a loud cough to announce his
presence to them. Betty was the first to
stir. She opened her bleary eyes and
momentarily panicked upon seeing that Giant
face staring down at her. She
instinctively pulled up the sheet to cover
her still naked body from the previous
night.

Their sexual escapade had exhausted them so
much that neither of the two women had
bothered putting their clothes back on.

"Good morning, Miss Betty," Glivard smiled
down at her.

That's when she remembered about Glivard.
And she immediately relaxed. She reached
over and nudged the still sleeping Valerie
who stretched out her arms, and in doing so
let the cover slip down to reveal her naked
breast to the teenaged boy's view.

"Val," Betty admonished her lewd behavior.
"Cover yourself up, for God's sake."

Valerie just stuck out her tongue
mischievously at her and returned a curt
smile to the gaping Glivard.

"I hope that you're hungry," he asked them
as he pushed the plate in their direction.

The two women dressed hurriedly. Betty
having a harder time doing so, as her
dressed had been ripped open last night.
They both rushed to the plate of hot
pancakes and thanked Glivard for his
thoughtfulness.

They reached over and pulled a handful of
the hot pancakes for themselves. They had
to blow on it and toss it from hand to hand
as it was still too hot to handle. And
since nothing was available for them to use
as utensils they had no choice.

Glivard refilled the toy teacups with milk
as they continued with their meal. He
watched them as they returned for more.
After three large portions each, the girls
told him that they had their fill.

One portion was like a stack of three
pancakes back on Earth. They finished
their milk along with Glivard before
broaching the subject of their release.

"Glivard," Betty asked pleadingly. "When
will you let us go?"

He paused briefly before answering.

"I'm sorry, Miss Betty," he said in shame.
"Not just yet."

"But why Glivard?" Betty threw in. "You
don't still think that we're a threat to
you or your family do you?"

"I thought that we were friends," Valerie
added.

"Oh no! Its nothing like that," looking
over to them he apologized. "Its just that
I was hoping... that maybe... you know!"

"What Glivard?" Though Valerie suspected
what the boy wanted. "What do you want?"

"I thought that maybe..." he hesitated
before continuing. "That maybe you could
show me more about..."

He couldn't bring himself to say the word.

"Sex," Valerie blurted out. "You want to
learn more about sex, don't you?"

"Ye... yes, Miss Valerie," he said shyly.
"I didn't mean to upset you both."

Down on the floor, Fitzhugh could hear the
conversation from above and he couldn't
believe his hears. Not only wouldn't these
two bitches refuse to service him, but now
to add insult to injury, he finds out that
they had sex with a Giant. A Giant boy no
less.

"Fucking whores," he muttered under his
outrage.

Valerie pulled Betty aside for a private
talk.

"What do you think, Betty?" She asked the
blonde stewardess. "Do you think we
should?"

Betty knew the right answer to that should
be NO, but she looked up at the pleading
eyes of Glivard and she was at a loss as to
what to do about this situation.

"We really shouldn't," she finally told the
redhead.

"But what else can we do?" Valerie pointed
out. "We can't leave this room without his
assistance. And besides, its Glivard."

Betty had to agree that they were trapped
in the lab and that their only means of
leaving would be by pleasing Glivard
enough. So, resigning herself that they
really didn't have a choice in the matter
she agreed to follow Valerie's lead.

They turned back to face the Giant boy and
agreed that they would stay a little
longer.

He was really happy at hearing that. He
wouldn't have kept them if they had
refused, which they had no way of knowing,
so he was glad that they would stay with
him for more sex education.