Giantess Island

A (Giant) Woman has Needs

Tina's stomach lurched when she was lifted to her teacher's face. Dear god, she was enormous. Even Caroline, the second biggest giantess on the island, seemed like she would have some sort of trouble swallowing someone, but Mrs. Bales? She was on a whole different level of size, she could probably shove them both into her mouth and swallow them in one go. That was how huge she was. And judging by her wicked smile, the woman was planning just that.

"Let us go!" Tina struggled against the hand that held her, but Mrs. Bales grip didn't soften in the slightest. It was like being held by a metal pincer and not a human hand of flesh and blood.

"Now why would I do that, sweetheart?" her teacher asked mockingly. "The way I see it, I can do whatever I want with you now. Whatever I want. Why would I throw away such a chance?"

"Fuck you!" Tina shouted, still struggling.

"Oh, how rude," Mrs. Bales said, then her eyes slid to Uriel. "Uriel, sweetheart, you've been so silent until now. Did my beauty leave you wordless?" She accentuated her question by bringing her arms together, squishing her chest and making those huge tits of hers stand out. God, they were enormous, each one was two or three times bigger than any of them, and her dark nipples were larger than their heads. Uriel looked away, and blushed. "Oh, don't be embarrassed, sweetheart, it's only normal that you get turned on by a big, sexy woman being nude in front of you. You can't control your bo-"

"Shut up!" Tina cut her off. Mrs. Bales looked at her surprised. "Shut the fuck up, you bitch! We don't want to hear that!"

With a roll of her eyes, Mrs. Bales kept speaking. "As I was saying, you can't control your body, sweetheart. You can't control what it desires, I know that very well," her eyes darted to the mountainous stomach behind them, and it rumbled to accentuate her point. "My belly was crying out for food. I had to fill it. I had no choice, it was pure instinct."

She said that with such pleasure like she felt no shame for what she'd done. "What do you want with us?" Uriel asked, ignoring all her questions.

"Well..." Mrs. Bales said seductively. "On the topic of pure instinct, let me tell you something about myself." Once again, their teacher lifted them, and Tina felt the nausea of being transported via an elevator. She placed them on the top of her huge bulging gut, where it was impossible to stand. Like in an inflatable castle, their feet sunk into the soft fat of the woman, and they quickly lost balance. They were so high now that Tina could see over the treetops of the jungle, the white resort clear in the distance. "Back at home, my husband and I had a sort of tradition. Every time we had our anniversary, or it was Christmas, or New Year, or my birthday, or any time I just stuffed myself full of food, he would carry me to our bed, with my belly practically spilling out of his arms, and then he would fuck me like a goddess," she practically moaned her way through the last few parts, her eyes lost in the blue sky. "It was glorious, and I loved it, buuuut..." she looked back at them, "my dear little husband is not on this island, is he?" None of them answered, they were too stunned for their mouths to move. "So, I've decided you two are going to be the replacement. Just go down there and make me feel good, and I promise not to eat you. Sweet deal, right?"

Before they could even manage to answer, Mrs. Bales grabbed them again. This time taking them down. They landed on a rock. "Shit," Tina said, rubbing her ass, and after her boyfriend helped her up, she realized where they were. Their teacher's thighs extended like enormous walls of fat and bronze skin to their sides. They looked so soft, so vast. Then the smell hit her, that unmistakable smell that she knew so well. Turning around, she saw her teacher's pussy in all its glory. It was a thin line separating two expanses of smooth flesh, with clear, shiny liquid leaking from inside. Tina gulped. She looked at her boyfriend, who was red as a tomato, doing his best to look away.