Land of the Giants: A Love Story
By JR Thomas
Chapter
Eight: Reconciliation (Going Steady)
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Sylvana Noor
walked into the office shortly before
She set her purse down on her desk, and removed the ornate card mounted in the floral arrangement. She lifted it to her face and began to read:
Dearest Sylvana,
I can’t tell you how sorry I am for my intemperate words. I’m not sure what devil got inside me and prompted me to say what I did? I suppose I was feeling guilty over the highly unusual nature of our friendship. Since that day I’ve had time to think about things, and the old Earth saying, ‘you don’t know what you’ve got ‘till it’s gone’ has come to mind on more than one occasion. I’ve come to realize that you are the sweetest, kindest, classiest, and most beautiful woman I have ever known. I love you, and I don’t care what your people or mine think.
Your eyes sparkle like stars in the sky.
Your smile softens my heart.
Your satiny, soft skin is finer than the smoothest silk.
I love the feel of your warm, tender fingers around my body.
Your thick, lustrous hair leaves me entranced.
Your legs are trees of life, reaching up to the heavens.
Your voice is sweeter than the sweetest songbird.
With much tenderness and affection,
Captain Steven Burton
SS Spindrift
Sylvana was speechless. She sat down in her chair and read the beautiful note again and again. It was the nicest, most romantic gesture anyone had ever made to her. Tears swelled in her eyes. Between the wondrous note and the sight and smell of the beautiful roses, Sylvana was overwhelmed in a way she had never been before.
Lost in her heavenly reverie, she nearly forgot that the Archon would be arriving shortly. She put the card in her purse, and pulling out a handkerchief, dabbed her eyes to keep her makeup from running.
A few minutes later Archon Obek entered the office. He stopped by Sylvana’s desk and they exchanged their usual morning pleasantries. He regarded the flowers approvingly.
“My word, the flowers are very lovely. Who’s the lucky guy who would presume to court my Sylvana?” The Archon assumed it was Tor Brazen, though he rather hoped it wasn’t. His wife Honoria had told him that he had proposed to her, though to the best of her knowledge she had not yet accepted.
Sylvana looked up from her desk, still slightly shaken from the wonderful gift. She responded nervously. “Uh, uh, a friend.”
He smiled at her with some curiosity. “From the looks of those beautiful roses, I would say rather more than a friend.” He took of his suit jacket and hung it on the coat hanger a few paces from his secretary’s desk, then faced her. “Well, whoever he is, I hope he can fill some pretty big shoes; I wouldn’t want you to get hooked up with just anybody”, he said with a grin.
“Oh Garm, he’s definitely not just anybody”, she responded. Sylvana couldn’t help letting out a light laugh under her breath at the Archon’s comment. She looked up and smiled as he receded into his office. Far from filling big shoes, Steve had already proven that he could fit inside hers’, and the oddly erotic thought caused her to slip off one of her pumps under the desk. She sighed blissfully.
Sylvana proceeded with her work, and while doing so made up her mind to take care of two important personal matters that day. First, she had to mail Tor’s engagement ring back to him, however unpleasant that task may be. She admitted that she was a bit too timid and scared of Tor to deliver the bad news in person, but she figured she could write him a note to send with the ring, and then maybe call him on the phone sometime within the next week after he’d had a chance to cool off. The other item on her agenda however filled her with joy and anticipation. Today was the last day of the working week. She would leave early, go up to her private room and change into something very special, then head to the workshop where the Spindrift was situated and give Captain Burton a present he would not soon forget.
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It was three-thirty in the afternoon, and with the weekend at hand things were already starting to wind down in the Archon’s workshop. With the computer Mark had helped the Brobdinians build all but complete, the little people had spent the early afternoon assisting the giant technicians in surveying the Spindrift for disassembly. The giants took many photos of the ship at different angels, and Mark, Dan, and Betty were on a nearby table assisting one of the giants attempting to create a schematic of the ship. Captain Burton was on the low table where the Spindrift was situated, giving Grond Harko and another giant technician a tour of the external components of the ship. Valerie, Fitzhugh and Barry were sort of loitering around the Captain doing odd jobs when required.
Steve was finishing up the tour when suddenly he heard one of the giants give out a low whistle. The three giant technicians in the room were all looking towards the door, and curious as to what had attracted their attention, Steve and the other little people moved to a point on the table where the giants’ pants legs were not obstructing their view.
What Steve beheld walking into the workshop left him speechless. Sylvana Noor strolled in with slow, deliberate steps, moving close to the table where he was standing. She was wearing a blue one-piece bathing suite, floral top cover-up, and sexy pink sandals. A straw beach hat with a matching blue scarf wrapped around it adorned her head. She was carrying a basket in her left hand and a beach towel was draped around her right forearm. Steve had been taken with Sylvana’s natural good looks from the moment he had laid eyes on her, but what he was seeing now was astounding.
She peered down on him with a radiant smile. “Hello Steve, the flowers and note were wonderful. Thank you.”
He gazed up at this magnificent giant, straining his voice so she could hear him. “You are very welcome Sylvana; I’m glad you liked them, and may I say that you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!”
Her smile widened until it was nearly three feet across, and Steve could feel her admiring, lustful gaze practically undress him on the spot. Steve took a deep breath, and then proceeded down the steps to the floor. He knew that the entire Spindrift crew, to say nothing of the giant technicians, were watching everything, but he didn’t care. He’d blown it once before with this wonderful lady, and he was determined not to do so again.
Walking up to her feet, Steve knelt down and placed a kiss on her big toe right above the nail. After a moment he got up and walked around to her left ankle, as high as his head, kissing it tenderly. He proceeded to her instep, and kneeling down caressed and kissed the soft, smooth flesh.
“Oh, Steve”, she gasped in pleasure.
By now the other little people and the giant technicians and guards were totally scandalized. They murmured and chuckled amongst themselves at the spectacle. Mark, Dan, and the rest of the Spindrift crew gave each other confused, embarrassed looks.
After staying kneeled at Sylvana’s feet for what seemed to the stunned onlookers like an ice age, Steve finally stood up, and moving back slightly reclined his neck back as far as it would go in an attempt to see her face.
Sylvana put her hand supporting the beach towel on her hip and put her weight on her left foot, then lowered her head slightly. “Steve, it’s a beautiful day and there’s still some sun left. Would you like to go sunbathing with me by the pool?”
“I’d love to Sylvana, but I don’t have a bathing suit”, Steve replied.
She gave the little man a closed-lip smile, and reaching in her basket, pulled out a tiny dark piece of cloth. Steve backed up as she kneeled down, and when her hand came close to him he could see that it was a pair of swimming briefs, just his size. She had the briefs wrapped around her little finger, and he slowly, alluringly pulled them off.
“I’ll be right back dear, don’t go anywhere” he said gleefully, anticipating his outing with Sylvana.
“I’ll be right here darling”, she lovingly replied.
As Steve walked up the miniature staircase he was met by Barry holding his dog. “Captain Burton, Chipper and I would really like to go swimming in the pool. Can we come?”
Sylvana was close enough that she had heard the tiny boy. “Why sure, I don’t see why not? I could watch you.”
Steve looked confused, as the boy’s request had taken him by surprise. Fortunately for Steve though, Fitzhugh came to the rescue. He gave the boy a stern look. “Barry, you’ve got chores to do in the Spindrift. I will not have you out playing while there’s work to be done.”
The boy complained. “Ah come on Mr. Fitzhugh. Chipper and I want to go swimming.”
Valerie came up and nudged Barry lightly on the arm, and winked at him while almost imperceptibly shaking her head back and forth. It suddenly dawned on Barry that this was a ‘two’s company, three’s a crowd’ situation, and he gave Fitz and Val an understanding look. “All right Mr. Fitzhugh”, he said in a resigned tone.
Steve put an arm around Barry’s shoulder and smiled. “Don’t worry Barry; there’ll be other chances to go swimming in the giant pool.” Barry nodded, and Steve walked into the ship.
Sylvana didn’t make out the entire conversation that had transpired between the little people, but she sensed it would just be her and Steve going out to the pool.
In a few minutes Steve emerged from the Spindrift wearing nothing but the swim briefs the giant woman had fashioned for him.
Valerie eyed him appreciatively as he walked by. “Wow Steve, what a hunk!” She thought she’d have to make something skimpy like that for Mark.
Steve paused for a moment, smiling at Valerie, and then walked to the edge of the table.
Steve heard Sylvana’s voice from above. “Oh my Steve, let me have a look at you!” She kneeled down until her face was close to him. “What a beautiful man”, she said seductively.
“What a goddess”, Steve reciprocated.
“Oh Steve, you little charmer, I’ll bet you say that to all the giant women”, Sylvana responded jokingly. Nearly everyone in the room laughed.
Steve pinned his arms to his side in anticipation of her grasp. “I’m all yours Sylvana.”
She reached down and wrapped her fingers around Steve, gently caressing him as she did. The feeling of the little man in her fingers again brought back fond memories of their night together. Standing up, she set Captain Burton down on the closed lid of her basket. He grabbed one of the basket handles for support, and Sylvana walked out of the workshop. Every man in the room whether giant or little people fixed their gaze on the woman as she departed. The door guard uttered a wolf whistle, and Sylvana turned around and smiled at him.
Harko looked at Mark and Dan standing before him on the table. “There’s not a man in the Archon’s employ who wouldn’t give a week’s pay to kiss Sylvana Noor’s feet, and a five-inch-tall man gets the honors. What’s this world coming too?”
The two Earthmen gave each other droll grins and shrugged.
From Steve’s vantage point sitting on the basket he was at a spot just below where Sylvana’s top cover shirt ended. He watched her gorgeous thighs move back and forth, thinking that the ride couldn’t be much better. “Well, maybe it could”. He smiled.
As Sylvana walked out the door she passed Mrs. Obek coming in. They bade each other good afternoon and exchanged some pleasantries about the weather. Honoria pretended not to notice Captain Burton sitting on the basket, and when Sylvana moved out into the patio Steve looked back, waving at her and giving her the ‘thumbs up’ sign. Honoria waved back, thinking that Garm’s secretary and the tiny Earthmen were about the cutest thing she’d ever seen. “Ah, to be young and in love” she thought with nostalgia and a touch of envy.
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Steve thought he was living in some kind of fantasy-dream world. Here he was at poolside, relaxing under the warm rays of the late afternoon sun and enjoying the company of a beautiful lady. A light breeze gusted through the air and kept the temperature very pleasant. He put his hands behind his head and rested against the soft reclining surface. He closed his eyes, and after a few minutes slipped into a daydream where he almost imagined he was back on Earth.
“Steve?”
Sylvana’s voice brought him back to reality, and he opened his eyes. The beautiful lady whose company he was enjoying was stretched out for nearly seventy feet beside him, and the lawn chair he was reclining in was actually one of her high-heeled sandals.
He turned his head and gazed up at her glowing smile. “Yes dear?”
She put down the book she was reading, and turning on her side supported her head with her hand to better see him while speaking. “I’ve thought of little else but you since that wonderful night we spent together.”
“Me too Sylvana”, Steve replied, “and I still can’t believe I ran out on you and said the cruel things I did.” He sighed.
“Don’t worry about it Steve”, she continued. “I mean, it was not your typical date to say the least, and it was only natural given our size difference that you would have some second thoughts about us. And besides, it didn’t occur to me at the time that I might startle you little people by showing up at your camp.” She leaned towards him. “Anyway, the flowers and wonderful note more than made up for it Steve. You could teach our men a thing or two about being apologetic and romantic.”
“Thank you Sylvana”, he replied. “You are the classiest lady I’ve ever met.” They smiled amorously at each other, and then Steve lay back down. The soft, pliant sole of her shoe felt comforting to his back and legs. Although he still felt a little ridiculous befriending one of the giant women, be that as it may he still loved being around her.
Steve noticed her arm pass over him as she reached to pull something out of the basket. In a moment she produced a plastic bottle. “Want some suntan lotion Steve?”
His skin was feeling a bit dry, and he nodded in the affirmative.
Sylvana patted the lawn chair mattress at a point close to her face. “Come up here Steve”, she said playfully.
Steve grabbed hold of the sandal thong that arced around the area just below his pelvis, and pulled himself up. He stepped off the shoe, and walked a few yards to the edge of the chaise lounge Sylvana was lying on. Although the chaise was relatively low to the ground, at Steve’s size the top was still nearly fifteen feet high. He started looking for a place to climb, but Sylvana saved him the trouble. Reaching down, she wrapped her long, graceful fingers around his body. Lifting him up, she placed him on the plastic chaise mattress at a point close to her face.
“There, that’s better. Now little man, first things first”.
Steve stood up as she brought her face down and kissed him on the top of the head. He placed his hands on the sides of her chin, and moved his head into the crevice between her lips. Sylvana covered his face and chest with soft, loving kisses. Steve moved his tiny mouth along the expanse of Sylvana’s huge lips. Before long Steve’s upper body was covered with lipstick. The unusual lovers went on kissing each other for a few minutes; neither wanting to stop, but in due course Sylvana raised her head out of a disappointed Steve’s reach.
“My, my Steve, you really know how to kiss!”
Steve wiped some of the lipstick off his face. “Sylvana, you have the softest, sweetest lips I’ve ever touched. Women my own size don’t compare.”
She smiled at his compliment. “Steve, I hope I didn’t scandalize you in front of the other little people by showing up in the workshop like I did.”
Steve looked up and put his hands on his hips. “Oh, I imagine they’ll get over it. After all, they’ve known about us ever since you first showed up at the Spindrift.”
Sylvana gave him a surprised look. “Oh really Steve? What do they think?”
“Some are OK with it, and one or two of them think I’m off my rocker, but you know what Sylvana? I really don’t care, because I love you and I’m not going to deny it any more.”
Sylvana exhaled joyfully, and her warm breath brushed across his chest. “Oh Steve, you beautiful, wonderful man!” She lowered her head and resumed smothering his tiny body with passionate kisses.
After a few more minutes Sylvana came up for air and reached for the suntan lotion while Steve grabbed an edge of Sylvana’s huge towel and removed the lipstick from his body. When finished, he raised his palms up expecting her to put a few drops of lotion in his hands. “No Steve, allow me this pleasure. Now lay down.”
Steve did as he was instructed, lying on his stomach. Sylvana placed a generous amount of the suntan oil in her hand, and proceeded to apply it to his backside with slow, loving strokes. With her middle fingertips she rubbed his back with tiny circular motions.
“Sylvana, that feels great”, he said pleasurably.
“Well little man, how do you like this?” Her pinky then edged up under his briefs and caressed his behind.
“Ohmygod Sylvana, that feels incredible. Don’t ever stop!”
“I thought you would enjoy that Steve.” She smiled, feeling very happy that she was pleasing him.
Steve then felt her fingers gently nudging his side, and taking the hint rolled over on his back. For the next few minutes she repeated the application of the lotion over his chest and legs with the same loving care that she had to his back.
Steve went into instant ecstasy as she tenderly passed a finger over his private parts. He closed his eyes and moved his head from side to side. “Sylvana, I love you!”
“I know Steve”. She giggled, and he opened his eyes in feigned surprise, peering up at her huge face hovering over him.
Having finished, she withdrew her hand. Steve sat up and looked at her. “Sylvana, if you ever catch me with another woman…..”
She started applying the suntan oil to her arms. “Well Steve, if I ever do, you are going to be in big trouble”, she said with mock sternness while wagging a finger at him. They laughed gleefully.
“Ah Steve”, she cooed. Sylvana lowered her head and kissed him squarely on the chest. Her face hovered close to him, and they just sat there smiling at each other for a few moments.
“Steve?”
“Yes dear?”
“I need someone to put lotion on my legs, feet, and back. Any volunteers?” she said flirtatiously.
He stood up. “I thought you’d never ask honey.”
Steve walked down to the foot of the chaise lounge as Sylvana removed her top and then poured lotion over her feet and legs. Steve spread the lotion over the top and bottom of her feet, and then between her toes. She wiggled her toes playfully at him.
Steve made his way up her legs, delighting in the feel of her smooth, luxuriant skin. Sylvana was in bliss from the sensations of the tiny hands caressing her body. Steve thought that although it was a lot of work covering her huge body, it was definitely a labor of love. Sylvana squirmed blissfully as she felt the little man slowly moving across the top of her legs, making his way to her pelvic region. She spread her legs slightly to allow him access to her inner thighs. He was in paradise massaging that especially soft and sensitive skin, but as much as he felt her femininity beckoning in front of him, pulling him in like some huge magnet, he knew he had to keep his distance, at least while they were out here at poolside.
Steve crawled under a gap between her leg and the mattress, and after checking to make sure he was clear she turned over on her stomach. Sylvana poured some oil on the exposed portion of her back, and Steve remounted her leg just below the knee. He made his way up to her behind, and as he walked over one of the mounds he delighted in how the incredibly soft, supple flesh seemed to sink under his footsteps, like walking on a trampoline.
Steve began spreading the lotion around at the place on her back where her swimsuit ended in a ‘V’. He noticed the slight freckling of her back skin, and thought it gave a pleasing, youthful quality to her flesh. He affectionately moved his tiny hands across the fleshy plain, maintaining Sylvana’s state of euphoria.
“Steve, you do that so well; better than any man my own size.” She purred like a kitten, and he could feel her soft respirations beneath him. He marveled at the magnificent expanse of flesh he was messaging, and he especially loved the feel of her rounded, delicate shoulders. He was enjoying himself immensely, and reveled in the knowledge that he was pleasing this enormous, magnificent creature.
He took his time with her back and shoulders. Sensing that Sylvana was satisfied, he slid down her side. She then turned her body over again, and picking him up placed him prone on her stomach. It was a pity that it was covered by her bathing suit, he thought. Steve’s eyes were transfixed on the perfectly rounded twin peaks looming in front of him. They lay silently for a few minutes, relaxing and basking in each other’s company. They were in love, and words would have been inadequate to describe their tender feelings for each other.
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Archon Obek needed to talk with Sylvana and Captain Burton, and after checking at the workshop was told by the other little people that they could be found out by the pool. This surprised him in light of his little admonishment to Sylvana. He thought he’d made it clear to her that it would be best for all concerned if she avoided any kind of romantic liaison with the little man. As he exited out the back door to the garden area and headed in the direction of the pool, he thought uncomfortably that it may be necessary to speak with her again on this point. With the Spindrift now safely ensconced in his workshop things were going extremely well, and he didn’t need any extraneous activities complicating matters at this critical juncture.
Obek opened the gate to the pool area, and he spied Sylvana lying back on the chaise lounge. As he approached her, he could see that one of her legs was arched up and her arms were folded across her chest. She was a fine looking woman he thought. She had the shapeliest legs and most beautifully manicured feet he’d ever seen, and her beautiful reddish-brown hair sparkled in the late afternoon sun. She was a sight for sore eyes in her sexy blue bathing suit. Garm’s admiring thoughts of her mitigated somewhat his feelings of displeasure concerning his secretary and the tiny Earthman. As he came to within a few yards of where she was lying, he could see that her eyes were closed, there was a big smile on her face, and her body was quivering with slow, sensuous movements.
Obek greeted his secretary. “Beautiful afternoon, isn’t it Sylvana?”
Sylvana opened her eyes wide in surprise, obviously startled by the unexpected appearance of her boss. She turned her head towards him and flashed a sheepish grin, but said nothing.
Obek looked around. “Where’s Captain Burton? I was told he was out here with you.”
By now Sylvana was blushing and looking very embarrassed. She was caught red-handed, and she knew it. There was no point in trying to hide her little lover. She looked down at her chest, unfolded her arms, and up from her cleavage popped the head and torso of Captain Burton. He raised an arm in greeting, and if Obek had been near enough to see his tiny face would have noticed that Steve was looking even more embarrassed than Sylvana.
The Archon’s jaw dropped to the ground, and his eyes practically bulged out of his head. He just stood there looking at the spectacle of the tiny man wedged between his secretary’s breasts in shocked silence.
Sylvana noticed the Archon’s discomfort at the situation, and she quickly removed Steve from her cleavage and set him on the chaise next to her head.
Captain Burton put his hands on his hips and looked up at Obek. “Relax Archon, we’re just out here enjoying the beautiful day and each other’s company and having a good time.” He tried his best to sound relaxed, as if nothing unusual were happening.
“Ye, ye, yes”, Obek stammered. “Much too good a time I think. Sylvana, would you mind explaining yourself?” he said accusingly.
Even though he was five-inches tall compared to the Archon and Sylvana, Steve felt obligated to defend the honor of his giant girlfriend. “Now look Archon”, he said assertively. “Sylvana and I are friends, and I’ll thank you not to take that tone with her!”
Obek was flabbergasted. He hadn’t expected such a bold remark from the little man, and he remained silent.
Steve continued. “Archon, you’ve done a lot for my people and we are duly grateful, but we’ve done a lot for you too. Little things like the power conduction system and the computer. The way I see it, the work is done for the day, and if Sylvana and I want to take a little time out to enjoy each other, I can’t see how that’s doing any harm?”
“Well, that remains to be seen Captain”, Obek replied sternly.
Steve folded his arms. “Frankly Archon, if Sylvana and I want to see each other, I don’t think it’s any of your damned business.”
Sylvana and Obek were stunned at the tiny man’s boldness and audacity.
By now the Archon was feeling very awkward, and indeed felt they had reached something of an impasse. He figured it best to let the matter of Sylvana and Captain Burton’s tryst drop for the time being and get down to business. “Now look here Captain, we can discuss this later, but the reason I was looking for you two was because I want you to go into town and find a dollhouse. Grond Harko and Mark Wilson have informed me that we can’t do any more repair work on your ship until it’s disassembled, and you little people are going to need a place to live in the meantime.”
Steve relaxed a little. “Thank you Archon. That would be appreciated.”
Sylvana smiled in delight at the apparent victory that Steve had won over her boss. She raised her head and looked up at Garm Obek. “I know just the place Steve and I can go to get a really nice dollhouse. We’ll do it tomorrow.”
He clasped his hands together and forced a smile. “Good, good”, he added. “Oh, Sylvana, one more thing.”
“Yes Garm?
“You’d better take a permit with you for Captain Burton. The High Council is issuing one as we speak, and it will arrive at my office in the morning.”
This aroused Steve’s curiosity. “A permit for me Archon? What for?”
Obek crouched on the ground to better speak with the tiny man. “Don’t worry Captain; it’s for your own protection.”
He gave the giant man a perplexed look and put his hands on his hips. “Now see here Archon, I’m not some pet or animal. I’m a man!”
His words troubled Sylvana, and she spoke to reassure him. “Steve, I know you probably don’t like the sound of it and I can’t say I blame you, but without a permit it wouldn’t be safe to take you off this compound.”
“She’s right Steve”, Obek added.
Sylvana continued. “Steve, without a permit, someone could take you from me and we would have no legal recourse to get you back.”
“And what’s more Steve, the SID still have orders to confiscate on sight any little people without a guardian in possession of a valid permit”, Obek stated emphatically.
Steve paced slowly in front of Sylvana’s face, feeling foolish and dejected. “I suppose you’re right”, he said, speaking to no one in particular. “But I still don’t like it.”
Obek stood up. “I’m sorry Steve, but I’m afraid that’s the way it must be.”
He turned around to depart, and after walking a few paces, stopped and returned his glance to them. “Oh, and Sylvana, Captain Burton?”
“Yes?” Sylvana responded.
“In the future, please try to be more discreet.” He gave them a thin smile, and then resumed walking towards the pool gate.
Sylvana looked down at her little lover and breathed a sigh of relief. “Steve, you were wonderful. I don’t know many men who can stand up to Garm Obek.”
He peered up into her sky-blue eyes. “It was easy Sylvana. After all, I love you.”
He raised his arms toward her face, and she lowered her head and kissed him. By the time they had finished there was no more lipstick on Sylvana; it was all on Steve’s tiny body!
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The next morning Sylvana called
the local doll shop to request a private appointment at the store. The manager was at first hesitant, but Sylvana made it clear that not only was a sale practically
guaranteed, but she was coming on behalf of Archon Obek. The woman then promptly agreed to remain at
the store after closing at
Sylvana arrived at the Archon’s workshop at about three-thirty. Seeing no one around outside the Spindrift, she leaned over and tapped lightly on the ship’s hull. “Are you ready to go Steve?” she asked gaily.
In a moment Captain Burton emerged from the ship followed by the other little people. Sylvana’s knocking had startled them, and they filed out of the ship to see what the commotion was about.
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Steve stood outside the ship’s hatch, admiring Sylvana’s shapely hosed legs; the first thing that had met his eyes, then noted her blue one-piece dress and black netted hat that gave her something of a formal look.
She looked down on Steve with a loving smile and clasped her hands together below her chin. “Good afternoon little people. Steve dear, are you ready to go house-hunting?” Valerie and Betty looked at each other and grinned.
“I’m ready when you are Sylvana” Steve replied.
The giant woman set her right hand down palm-up in front of him, and he stepped on to it. Sylvana lifted Steve up to her face, and to his surprise placed an affectionate kiss on the side of his tiny head. “How are you today my beautiful man?” she asked lovingly.
“All the better for being near you, goddess”, Steve replied with equal enthusiasm.
The rest of the Spindrift crew had been watching from below, and ever the cynic, Valerie gave the others an incredulous look. “Beautiful man? Goddess? Please!”
Betty looked at the ex-socialite. “Oh Val, lighten up. I think they’re being quite romantic, don’t you?” Betty grasped Dan’s arm as she spoke, and her husband grinned and grabbed her around the waste.
“Yeah, right”, Valerie replied. “As long as she doesn’t roll over on him”, she added. The others laughed at her facetiousness.
“Ah, spring is in the air”, Fitzhugh said dryly as the giant secretary placed Steve in her purse and departed.
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Sylvana walked past a row of shops until she came upon a large window display containing several expensive-looking dolls. Along the top of the window written in ornate letters were the words ‘Mira’s Doll Emporium’. She walked up to the window and looked down at the dolls, noticing that two of them were a man and woman standing about nine inches high and wearing wedding attire. The woman doll’s gown was long, white, frilly, and curved outward in umbrella fashion. She wore a traditional white laced headpiece and was holding a tiny corsage. The man was dressed in a tuxedo. Sylvana grinned, thinking that the gown would be too small for her and the tux would be too big for Steve. She strolled up to the entrance. A ‘closed’ sign hung in the door window. She rang the door bell.
In a few moments the door opened and Sylvana was greeted by a tall, pleasant-looking woman about her own age with long blonde hair. “I’m Mira Proudmoore, you must be Sylvana.” Sylvana nodded and they shook hands. She noted that Mira was very tastefully dressed, wearing a slender white blouse and black knee-length skirt with nylons and flats.
The woman ushered Sylvana inside, and as she did scanned the immediate area outside as if expecting another person to be accompanying her. Not seeing anyone else around, she closed the door and locked it.
“Sylvana, didn’t you mention over the phone that you would be bringing a special visitor?” she asked with some confusion evident in her voice.
Sylvana smiled. “Yes I did Mira, and I have.”
The shopkeeper’s eyebrows contracted in bewilderment and she folded her arms.
Sylvana walked over to the nearby cash register, removed her purse from her shoulder and set it down on the counter. Opening it up, she reached in and lifted out Captain Burton, gently setting him on the counter next to the purse.
Mira’s eyes grew wide with astonishment. She moved close to where the tiny man was standing and rested a hand inches from him. “Gosh, aren’t you adorable.”
Steve crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. “Here we go again”, he thought.
Sylvana proceeded to introduce them. “Mira, this is my friend Captain Steve Burton of the Earth ship Spindrift.”
Mira leaned close to Steve and continued to stare at him in amazement. Steve noticed her bat her eyes and lick her lips.
“I take it this is the first time you’ve ever seen one of the little people?” Sylvana asked.
“Yes it is. He’s cute. Where did you find him?”
Sylvana flashed the woman a jealous look. “Captain Burton and the other little people responded to Archon Obek’s offer to enter into a trade agreement, and I chaperoned Captain Burton to and from the Archon’s estate”, Sylvana replied.
“No kidding?” Mira responded, without taking her eyes off Steve. “May I hold him?”
“Sorry Mira, you can look but not touch. I’m the only one allowed to handle him”, she said possessively.
Mira finally lifted her head and looked at Sylvana. “Lucky you.” The two women giggled.
Steve was by now starting to feel like a non-entity, and it was getting him mildly annoyed. He put his hands on his hips and looked up at the two giant women hovering over him. “Ladies, can we get to the business at hand?”
Mira glared down at him with vaguely patronizing smile. “Why of course little man.” She then turned to Sylvana. “What can I do for you this afternoon?”
“We need a dollhouse big enough for seven little people”, Sylvana replied.
Mira folded her arms and put her weight on her left foot. “Are there any couples?” she said with grin.
Sylvana looked at Steve, and he responded - “Two.”
“That means you’ll need a house with at least four bedrooms”. A Cheshire cat smile crossed Mira’s face. “What kind of mortgage were you looking for?” The two women laughed at her joke, but Steve was not amused. Mira noticed Steve’s displeasure, and the woman cleared her throat, straightened herself, and brushed a hand through her long blonde hair.
“Seriously Mira, money should not be an issue. We just want a house that is their size and big enough for all of them”, Sylvana said.
Mira smiled knowingly and put a finger to her chin. “The scale is not a problem Sylvana. Most of my dollhouses are in fact scaled for five-inch dolls. They’re my biggest sellers these days.”
“Oh really?”, Sylvana noted. The secretary gave her a surprised glance, and then peered down at Steve who returned an equally mystified look. Sylvana shrugged and then faced the saleswoman.
“I have just the thing for you. Come this way”, Mira waved her hand in the direction of an adjoining room. Sylvana grasped Steve with her right hand, and holding him to her front followed Mira.
To Sylvana, the room looked like a tiny village on low tabletops. She wondered if this is what it might be like if she were on Steve’s home world? She marveled at the tiny doors, windows, and fences. She held Steve up to her face. “Aren’t they charming Steve?”
The tiny man pulled out his arms from her grasp and rested them on her index finger. “Swell”, he said with mild annoyance. He had been afraid that once in the doll shop Sylvana would start regarding him like some cute toy, and much to his chagrin it appeared to be happening.
Sylvana noticed Steve’s discomfort, but before either had the chance to reflect more on this Mira drew Sylvana’s attention to the largest dollhouse in the room. Sylvana walked up to it and set Steve down next to the gated entrance. He gazed up at the huge house before him. It was a full three stories topped by an attic. For a moment he felt like he could have been back on Earth, but when the giant saleswoman moved into Steve’s line of vision off to his right with her head level with the third story, the illusion was shattered.
Presently the woman’s voice reverberated loudly from above. “Why don’t you go in and look around Captain Burton?” Steve looked up to see her peering down on him with the same admiring stare she’d had transfixed on him since Sylvana first took him out of her purse. She clasped her hands to her front. “There’s no toy furniture in it, but you should still be able to judge the house’s suitability.”
Steve walked up to the entrance and the first thing he noticed was that the top of the door was about a foot above his head; the scale was indeed prefect for people his size. He tried to turn the doorknob, but it wouldn’t budge. Pushing inward, however, the door opened. He walked in and looked around. The empty room was a bit odd. Although it was wide enough, it didn’t stretch back very far before dropping off abruptly. Steve recalled the dollhouse his sister had when she they were kids, and how although from the front it appeared normal, from the side one could see that it was dimensionally much thinner than a normal house to allow easy access to place dolls and furniture in the rooms from the open-air back. He walked up to the edge. There was a two-yard gap between where the room ended and the wall to the giant room outside, and looking down Steve could make out the floor thirty feet below. Moving back to the center of the room, he thought that although the skewed dimensions would take some getting used to, the house would probably be plenty big enough for the Spindrift crew. Steve walked into the center stairwell, and as he did could hear the two giant women talking and giggling outside. He could only make out a few words here and there, but their light, friendly manner left little doubt in his mind what they were talking about.
“Sylvana, you mentioned that you and Captain Burton were friends. Friends as in, uh……?” Mira gave her a mischievous smile.
Sylvana grinned and tapped a finger to her nose.
“No! You’re kidding!” Mira said in a loud whisper, totally astonished.
Sylvana remained silent, but gave her a look that said “Yes, we do.”
The shopkeeper stared at her in amazement, looking for all the world like she’d seen a ghost. In a moment Mira regained her composure, and she smiled and shook her head in wonderment. “Well, I’ll bet you two would have some stories to tell. He’s the perfect size, isn’t he?” They laughed naughtily, and regarded each other with the kind of knowing glances that women use when sharing some intimate secret about their men.
Out of the corner of her eye Sylvana spied Steve emerging from the dollhouse, and she walked over to him.
“I hope I’m not interrupting anything”, Steve said with a trace of sarcasm.
Mira walked up next to Sylvana and the two women gave each other prescient grins.
Sylvana leaned down so that her face was close to Steve. “No dear, we were just having some girl chat.” Before Steve could question her further she changed the subject. “So how did you like it Steve?”
“We’ll need to get some furniture. We have some we can take out of the Spindrift, but we’ll need more. We’ll also have to jury-rig some lighting and plumbing, but I think it will do just fine”, Steve responded.
Sylvana turned to Miss Proudmoore. “OK, we’ll take it.”
“Great”, Mira responded. “Just let me know where you want it delivered. I’ll have it to you early next week.”
Sylvana gave her an uncertain look. “Mira, we’d like to take it now. The little people need it as soon as possible. It should fit in my car.”
The storekeeper nodded her ascent. “That’s fine Sylvana, although this one’s a bit big and the levels don’t detach, so I’m going to need your help carrying it.”
Sylvana smiled. “No problem Mira.” Sylvana folded her arms, and Steve continued to gaze up at the two giants with much interest. The secretary looked at the shopkeeper. “Oh, Mira, Steve mentioned furniture. I think your regular dollhouse tables and chairs should do nicely, but do you have any soft beds and sofas, and some clothes dressers with real drawers in them?”
The storekeeper grinned. “I have just the thing, but first…...” She looked down at Captain Burton, then back to Sylvana. “I have a favor to ask.”
Sylvana and Steve regarded her suspiciously. “What kind of favor?” Sylvana queried.
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Mira dropped her arms to her side and gave Sylvana a bashful look. “I’ll tell you what I’ll do; I’ll give you a 25% discount if you take a picture of me with your little friend next to the house. It would be a great memento and advertisement.”
Sylvana smiled and peered down at Steve quizzically. The tiny man shrugged.
Figuring she had their complicity, Mira walked out of the room and a few moments later returned with a camera. Handing it to Sylvana, Mira moved close to the side of the house while Steve remained standing next to the fence gate. Looking up at the giant shopkeeper, Steve could see her giving Sylvana a big smile. Mira moved her huge hand close to Steve, and the little Earthman let out an incredulous gasp, thinking that he had yet another big admirer. He shook his head, and looking up at Sylvana, forced a smile.
Sylvana held the camera up to her face. “Don’t move. Say Cheese!” She had uttered the phrase without thinking, and realizing her faux pas lowered the camera. “Sorry Steve”. The two women giggled, and Steve sighed, thinking that he was going to have to put up with a lot of this sort of thing if he planned on going steady with a woman twelve times his size.
The bulb flashed, and moments later flashed again as Sylvana took another just in case the first was bad. She lowered the camera. “There, that should do it.”
Mira relaxed, and laying her hand next to Steve lowered her
head close to him. “Thank you Captain”,
she said softly. I’ll treasure the
pictures forever.” She winked at him,
and Steve looked up at her but said nothing.
“Mira, now about that furniture”, Sylvana prodded.
The woman motioned over towards the center of the room where a lone dollhouse stood on a table. Sylvana picked up Steve and carrying him over to the table set him down in front of the dollhouse. It was beautiful, Sylvana thought. The house was two stories, with dual cathedral roofs, large rotunda windows, and a very quaint-looking portcullis that led to the double door.
Mira smiled at Steve and then turned to Sylvana. “It’s my newest model, and it contains nothing but real miniature furniture.” She leaned close to Captain Burton from behind. She startled him as she spoke, feeling her warm breath on the back of his neck. “Why don’t you go inside and look around?”
Steve strolled up to the door and entered the living room. Walking leisurely, he discerned that the furniture appeared to be real; not the usual plastic junk. He brushed his hand over the coffee table and could feel the smooth wood finishing. He then ambled over to the sofa, and sitting on it, his body sunk down into the soft, comfortable material. “Amazing”, he thought. Looking around from where he sat, he noticed that the windows had curtains, and that most of the light was coming through the open back that was well away from the wall of the giant room outside.
After a few moments Steve got up and strolled around the rest of the house. Although it was much smaller than the other dollhouse, it seemed to him that it was much more meticulously detailed and had a pleasant, cozy feeling to it.
Upstairs Steve entered what appeared to be the master bedroom. He walked over to the dresser and looked at himself in the real mirror. He brushed his hand over the wood surface of the dresser, marveling at the exquisite workmanship. He pulled at the top drawer handle and much to his surprise it came out just like a real one. He approached the king-sized bed done in a late Victorian style with an ornate head board. He sat down on it, and sure enough it felt real. He lay down on the bed, and placing his head on the soft pillow marveled at how comfortable it felt. If not for the absence of a wall at the back of the room, he reflected that he could almost be in a house back on Earth. Some giant craftsman had gone to a lot of trouble to create this furniture and dollhouse, he thought.
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“How do you like it dear?” Steve quickly got up and turned around to see the gigantic face of Sylvana peering in at him through the open-air back of the dollhouse.
“Sylvana, you startled me”, Steve exclaimed. Although he thought she looked beautiful close-up with her delicate, if huge, features, flawless complexion, and ruby-red lips, it was a little unnerving as it shattered the illusion the interior of the dollhouse and the soft bed had tended to create.
“I’m sorry Steve, but you do look cute in there”, she noted with a warm smile.
Steve shook his head and brushed a hand through his hair. Although the frequent use of the words ‘cute’, ‘adorable’, and like phrases by the giant women had started to wear a bit thin, Steve knew that Sylvana didn’t mean anything disrespectful by it. Besides, one look into those huge blue eyes and sensuous lips and all was forgiven.
Steve walked around the bed and stopped at the edge of the open-air back facing Sylvana. “The furniture is perfect Sylvana. The scale is just right, and the bed and sofas are actually quite comfortable.”
Standing as he was close to her comely face, Steve noted for the first time that his body stretched from her chin to her eyes. He felt vaguely puny and absurd, but comforted himself with the thought that she didn’t seem to mind their size difference, and for that matter, he guessed deep down that he didn’t either.
“What about the house sweetheart?” she asked.
“The house is beautiful Sylvana, but it’s too small for all of us, and besides, I thought we were getting the three-story house?” he noted.
She smacked her lips. “But Steve, you’re going to need your own house now that you’ll be staying with me.”
Steve backed up a step. “Wha…..What?” Sylvana’s suggestion had taken him by surprise.
She peered at him imploringly. “Steve hon, you want to stay with me while the work is being done on your ship, don’t you? I’ll take you home with me each night and bring you back to the Archon’s estate each morning when I go to work. It’ll work out perfectly.”
Unbeknownst to Sylvana and Steve, Mira had walked up close to Sylvana, listening in on their conversation with much interest.
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Steve raised his hands. “But Sylvana, what will the Archon say?”
The giant shook her head sideways. “Come now Steve, Garm knows all about us, and besides, I think he’ll look the other way now that the High Council has been praising him for all the things you little people have done for him.”
She gave him a big smile, and that along with the plausibility of what she was saying melted his resistance. Steve walked up to the ledge - within a foot of her face, and began to stoke her chin. “Well my beautiful lady, you think of everything”, he said tenderly.
“Oh Steve”, she sighed blissfully, and then kissed him. Steve grasped the sides of her chin and buried his face in her huge, sensuous lips.
Mira looked on in awe at the spectacle before her of the secretary and the tiny Earthman kissing each other with such obvious passion. After a few moments with no signs of the lovers coming up for air, she thought humorously that they looked as if they were going to set some kind of record. After what seemed like an age, Sylvana’s lips withdrew from the tiny man’s face, but the man still kept his hands on her chin.
“I love you Sylvana!”
“I love you Steve!”
Sylvana and Steve noticed Mira staring at them, and they looked at her with unashamed smiles.
Mira cleared her throat. “I take it you want this dollhouse too?” she said with a touch of embarrassment at having been discovered watching the most unusual lovers.
Sylvana stood up and faced her. “Yes Mira, we think the house is lovely. We’ll take it as well.”
Sylvana’s disarming smile relaxed the storekeeper, and she smiled back. “Miss Noor, I just wanted to say that you are the cutest couple I’ve ever seen.” She walked up and peered in at Steve. “Captain Burton, if you know of any other little men in your group that would like a giant girlfriend, please let me know.” The three laughed for a good minute.
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The three-story dollhouse was a big hit with the rest of the Spindrift crew, especially the two couples Dan and Betty and Mark and Valerie who now finally had private bedrooms. After three years of the cramped, Spartan existence in the old Spindrift camp, the little people at least now had some private space of their own in which they could retreat. The giants had placed the dollhouse on the same table as the Spindrift, and to compensate for the open-air back of the dollhouse, they moved the table upon which the Spindrift and the dollhouse were situated from the center of the workshop over against the wall. This had the added benefit of putting the dollhouse in range of an electrical outlet from which the Archon’s handyman could rig up some lighting for the little people.
At this time in the late afternoon the area around the table was a flurry of activity, as Sylvana Noor and Honoria Obek placed the tiny furniture in the house while the little people moved their personal belongings out of the Spindrift and into their new digs. Amidst the comings and goings of everyone, the other little people didn’t notice Captain Burton pack his clothes and sundries into a duffel bag but not take them into the dollhouse. Sylvana had already confided in Mrs. Obek her plan to take Steve home with her, and the matron had advised her to sneak out with Steve in the hubbub created by the move to the dollhouse. Later on after Sylvana and Steve were safely away, Honoria would break the news to the other little people as well as her husband. The whole thing gave Sylvana and Steve a slightly naughty feeling, like they were two teenage lovers eloping from disapproving parents.
Eventually an opportunity arose, and Sylvana casually whisked Steve and his duffel bag off the table into her purse. The two giant women smiled knowingly at each other as the secretary walked out the door. A short while later the other little people started to wonder where Captain Burton had gone, and they were shocked when Mrs. Obek broke the news that their Captain had left with Miss Noor to move in with her. At first they were indignant, feeling like their Captain had jumped ship and abandoned them. Honoria reassured them, however, that he would be back with Sylvana in the morning. As expected, the reactions of Steve’s shipmates were mixed. Barry and Fitzhugh were generally OK with it. Dan and Betty thought it a little odd, but felt that if Steve would be coming back to the workshop most days then they didn’t really see the harm in it. Valerie was a bit jealous, as it underscored the fact that Steve no longer had even the slightest interest in her. Mark, as expected, had thought by now that Captain Burton had completely flipped his lid. To state the obvious though, the little people were pretty much powerless to stop it if that’s what Steve and his giant girlfriend wanted to do.
Later that evening while Garm Obek and Honoria were lying in bed reading, she casually broke the news to her husband, and he promptly went ballistic.
“What did you say?” he exclaimed, very perplexed.
His wife put the book down she had been reading. “Garm, what I said was that Steve has decided to move in with Sylvana until their little ship is repaired and ready to leave.”
The elderly man shook his head. He was not happy. “I had a word with Sylvana after her tryst with the little man a few weeks ago, then yesterday I caught them out by the pool with Captain Burton wedged between her boobs, and now this! What are they trying to prove?”
“Oh come on now Garm, why don’t you relax and have a drink or a tranquilizer or something? Your head looks like it’s about to come to a point.”
He gave his wife a confused look, wondering why she wasn’t seeing things his way. “Honey, I’m trying not to overreact, but their carrying on like this is threatening to upset all our plans.”
She looked at him, puzzled. “How so darling?”
He started counting off the reasons on his fingers. “One - If our friends and associates found out that my secretary was seeing a tiny man, we’d all be the laughing stock of Nar Shadaa. Two - I’d hate to think what the High Council would do if they found out. Three - An incident like this would be just the thing that that idiot Kobick would need to discredit me. And Four……”
“Yes Garm, Four?” his wife prompted him.
He hesitated for a moment, obviously embarrassed. “Must I spell it out Honoria? A relationship between one of our women and a tiny Earthman, well…….”
“Well what?” she asked.
“It’s unnatural and obscene” he responded with much nervousness in his voice.
She gave him a smile, and placed her hand on his. “Now Garm, has the High Council been pleased or not at the work you’ve been doing with the little people?”
He looked away, uncertain. “Well, I suppose they have, but still……”
She gave him a disarming smile. “Dear, do you have any idea why the High Council has been letting you work with the little people?”
“Why, I should have thought that was obvious. They want the little people’s high technology” he replied.
“Well Garm, although that is certainly a factor, there is another more personal reason.”
He gave her a bewildered look, and Honoria flashed him a mischievous grin. “Garm, as much as I love you, sometimes you can be so naïve. Would you like me to let you in on a little secret about a certain woman on the High Council?” Garm Obek stared at his wife with bulging eyes and his mouth open wide in shock.
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Arriving at home, Sylvana gently picked up her purse and got out of the car. Trotting rapidly up to the door, she was so excited that she dropped her keys the first time she tried to open it. Upon gaining entrance, she locked the door and then made a beeline for the living room sofa. She sat down and swung her legs up on the sofa, and then undid the latch on her purse and set it down at her feet.
“We’re home Steve; you can come out now” she said enticingly. Steve slowly crawled out of the purse and was immediately confronted with Sylvana’s huge body sitting on the couch with her high heels within a few feet of him.
“Steve hon, I’ve been looking forward all day to one of your wonderful foot messages” she said playfully as she slipped off her high heels and brushed them off the couch with her feet. “Face it Steve, it’s the price you men have to pay for making us wear high heels, although Tor always made excuses not to do it for me.”
Steve smiled, and without saying a word walked up to her hosed feet now lying one on top of the other. He started messaging the instep of her topmost foot. He loved the feel of her soft skin covered in silky nylons, and he moved his hands in wide sweeps, eventually working his way to her rounded heel.
She sighed pleasureably. “Oh Steve, every woman on Brobdinia would try to steal you from me if they could feel what I’m feeling now.” She lay back and closed her eyes as Steve continued the massage.
Working his way to her bottom foot, he looked up at her head perched on the end of the sofa nearly sixty feet from him. He raised his voice so she could hear him. “Sylvana, about Tor, what happened with you and Tor? Weren’t you two engaged?”
She opened her eyes, and although his question surprised her, she gave him a warm smile. “Not anymore we’re not. I called it off after you had Mrs. Obek send me those beautiful flowers.”
Steve stopped massaging her foot. “How did he take it?” he asked with a touch of worry evident in his voice.
She propped her head up with her hand. “Oh, Tor took it as well as can be expected I suppose.” She quickly changed the subject. “Steve, don’t stop.” She brushed his tiny body with her toes.
He looked at her feet, and then retuned his gaze to her face, placing his hands on his hips. “Sylvana, you are the most wonderful woman I’ve ever known, and I am flattered that you would reject a man your own size for me, but you do realize don’t you that I’m going to have to leave with the others as soon as the Spindrift is repaired?”
She sighed. “Oh Steve, I know and I don’t care. I just want to spend as much time as I can with you. You know how to treat a woman better than any man my own size I’ve ever had. And besides…….How long will it be before the Spindrift is repaired?”
“Six to eight weeks at the outside”, he replied. “Why?”
She gave him a sly look. “Well now little man. That will give me six to eight weeks to persuade you to stay.” She laughed and brushed his tiny behind with her big toe.
“We’ll see about that you overgrown woman!” he replied jokingly. He quickly darted behind her nearest foot, tickling her sole. She giggled, her foot moved involuntarily to avoid Steve’s tickling, and inadvertently knocked him off his feet.
Sylvana raised her head from the armrest. “Steve?” She pulled her feet back, but the little man was nowhere to be seen. “Steve, where are you?”
A moment later Sylvana saw a tiny head rise up over the edge of the couch, and she breathed a sigh of relief. He pulled himself back up onto the sofa. She moved her feet back slightly and this raised her knees, causing the hem of her dress to fall back exposing her gorgeous thighs to her tiny lover.
“Steve, you’ve got to be more careful. You could have been hurt”, she noted with concern.
“Sylvana, as I’ve said before, I can think of much worse ways to go.” Steve’s gazed was by now fixed on her beautiful legs, and he walked up to her nearest calf and started massaging it.
“Don’t be silly Steve. Think of me. I’d never forgive myself if I accidentally hurt you.”
Steve ignored her comment, as by now he was completely focused on her incredible legs. Walking below her knee, he reached up and starting caressing her thigh. In a few moments he neared the hem of her skirt, and looking up was surprised to see Sylvana’s giant hand blocking his path. “Not so fast buster. We have some things we have to do first” she exclaimed with mock authority.
“Oh yeah, like what?” he countered with equal facetiousness.
“She shook her head. “Well dear, for starters, we need to take a bath.”
He smiled. “Oh yeah, great; another sink bath, huh?”
She shook her head and wagged a finger at him. “No, no, no Steve. From now on you’re taking your baths with me.”
That got Steve’s attention.
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“What are you waiting for dear? Come on in.”
Steve stood on the edge of the bathtub, totally nude and thoroughly aroused, gaping at the gigantic woman lying before him in the bubble bath. She raised a leg out of the water, arching her knee back and exposing her sensuous thigh to his gaze. She started lathering her exposed foot and lower leg with slow, sultry strokes of her hands. A lone candle situated on the bathtub edge next to him burned luminously, casting a mysterious, but somehow comforting glow on the environs. The soft light imparted a silky, golden aura on Sylvana’s sensual skin.
Steve hesitated for a few more moments until the chill of the air on his nude body convinced him that it was time to take the plunge. He sat down on the edge, and then lowered himself in. His body slid down the smooth surface of the bathtub until he was completely submerged. The water felt wonderful; its warmth immediately dispelling his chills. His body stopped abruptly against Sylvana’s soft flesh. He propped his hands against her, and the pliant skin moved in slightly. He opened his eyes, and mere microseconds after noticing that he had settled against her fanny his eyes felt a stinging, burning sensation. Momentarily panicking, he bolted blindly to the surface. When his body broke the plain of the water, all he could make out through his stinging eyes were huge gobs of suds. Steve’s tiny body rolled up and over Sylvana’s pelvis, and the next thing he knew his body was lying prone on a bristly, cushiony fleece. He thought he could sense the underlying skin starting to create suction on his body, pulling him in. His head popped out of the water, and through his fogged vision he could just make out the blurry features of two large mounds and Sylvana’s face above him.
“Ohhhhh Steve, that feels soooooo gooooood!”
Realizing all at once where he was, he tried scurrying up Sylvana’s abdomen, but her skin was slippery and the angle was a bit too steep, and he made no headway. “Sylvana! My eyes!” he shouted.
“Now, now Steve, you didn’t open your eyes in the soapy water, did you?” Realizing that this is in fact what had happened, she reached down and wrapped her fingers around him, then pulled him up and set him down between her breasts, well out of the water. With her other hand she reached for a dry washcloth and handed it to her distraught lover. He snatched the huge washcloth from her hand and immediately buried his face in it. In a few moments the pain in his eyes diminished, and laying the wash cloth down he lie back against her right breast, momentarily winded from his exertions.
Sylvana lowered her body slightly until the water surrounded Steve, though she was careful to keep his head above water. “Feel better now Steve?”
He opened his eyes and perched his back higher against her breast. “Yes dear, but I wonder if this was such a good idea. I could drown in this soapy water.”
She shook her head. “Don’t be silly Steve. Don’t you like where you are now?”
He pushed his back against her supple mound and buried the palms of his hands in the flesh. Steve wiggled his behind against her nipple, causing Sylvana to lean her head back with her mouth open in ecstasy. They turned each other on severely, and the only sounds that could be heard for several minutes were their cooing and awing.
Sylvana’s sudden movement awoke Steve from his reverie, and he was surprised when she reached behind her and produced a plastic soap dish about seven feet long and three feet wide.
“What’s that for?” he asked.
She smiled. “I would have thought it obvious Steve.” She stretched her arm over him and placed it in the water between her legs. She then gently picked up Steve and set him on the dish. It receded a little under his weight, and the warm, sudsy water started pouring in, but the dish did not sink. He lay back with his neck straddling the edge of the dish, and starting lathering his body with the suds.
Steve continued their earlier conversation thread. “I guess this does beat a sink bath, but we’re going to have to be more careful I guess.”
Sylvana tucked her chin, better to see the little man. “Yes Steve, like not opening your eyes in soapy water for starters.”
Steve nodded in agreement. “True Sylvana, but always remember how small I am compared to you. You could badly hurt or kill me and not even know it.”
Sylvana slid down in the tub, and the movement of her huge body created a wave that raised then lowered the tiny man on the soap dish. He felt momentarily disoriented.
“Well Steve, if you recall, I’m the one who usually has to warn you about being careful”. She made the point more with care than self-righteousness. She continued. “I don’t know dear. Maybe I should go to the library and find a book on how to care for a five-inch tall man?” She started laughing, and although slow on the uptake, Steve in a moment saw the irony and absurdity in what she had said. He started laughing as well.
He got up on his knees in the soap dish and smiled at the giant woman. “Sylvana, you are wonderful!”
She gave him a mischievous look. “Is that so little man?” Cupping both hands, she splashed some water at Steve and knocked him out of his makeshift raft. As he ascended to the surface, he suddenly felt something beneath him.