Big Does Not Equal Love

Our Talk

After an endless walk, fleeing from the chaos and corruption and entering a realm of unknown. A long journey with little breaks in between, a path that seems to be endless and yet we arrived at our destination: sanctuary. A wooden cabin laid before us, logs firm and thick to resist even the strongest storms. Trees surrounded it with a beaming light from the sky raining down onto it. The sound of water rushing across from a distance filled our ears, the song of the leaves playing through the air and a sense of tranquility that tasted magnificent. A land only imagined through tales and daydreaming has come to exist before our very own eyes.

Dragon looks up to the sky, a bright flame envelops our world, rising slowly into the sky and radiating down at us. The young girl sleeps with ease in the arms of Dragon despite the dangers she experienced. "I'll set the girl inside the cabin. Come on, we will discuss the plan to rescue you mother indoors." Dragon said. I followed him inside only to be welcomed with more taste of sanctuary. The warmth rushed at my body from the fireplace nearby, soft cushion couches laid evenly in the main room with a hand knit carpet below their feet. A staircase leading upstairs.

I walked over to the colorful rocks and stones that decorated the fireplace, each rock felt smooth and silky, a wide variety of shapes and colors. Dragon came downstairs and took a seat on the couch. "Well? Are you going to keep standing there or are you going sit your ass down?" Dragon said. I sat down next to him and laid my back onto the soft cushion and released a long sigh. My hands reached up and covered my face till all I could see is endless darkness. "I can't believe all of this happened," I said to myself.

"Hey. Whatever happened it is not your fault, the world we live in, a world of unjust laws and corruption over a stupid body part. It's humanity's fault for creating this world." Dragon said. Dragon was right, this world is unjust. Big breast and big dicks determine the fate of many, and for those who are unlucky to have small parts then they are doomed to suffer for the rest of their lives. "Dragon, do you mind if I ask you a question?" I asked. Dragon sighed and laid his hand on his lap. "If I want to answer it." He said. "Why did you leave your village?" I asked. If my hearing was incorrect I could swear he chuckled silently.

"I left because I didn't like their rules. I want to be a free man so I did. I asked the thieves and murderers of my town to train me and thus I learned how to kill, how to make weapons and gear to survive and how to escape. I robbed so many materials from my village and killed several to gain more supplies. After five years I built myself this house, of course, the couches and bed were stolen. It took an immense amount of heavy work since they are big but I managed by myself." He answered.

My mouth dropped as he told me about his past. A murderer and thief?! But my question remained. Why did he come to the village of the breast? I would of ask this immediately but he stood up and immediately began arming himself with four pistols. Two hooked up to his waist and two hidden inside his boots. He grabbed a combat knife and hooked it up to his waist. Finally, he grabbed several small canisters, possibly the ones he used to rescues us and tucked them inside his pockets.

"Now. I'm heading back out there to rescue your mother. I'll check the main plaza first and then her house. Where do you live?" Dragon asked. I furrowed my brows when I pointed down at my chest. "What do you think?" He looked at them and facepalm himself, "Wow I was at the dumbass for once. Alright, based on that is on the flat street." Dragon said. "There is a graveyard, close to it and there should be a fat but small breasted lady on the corner of the street," I said. He nodded as he walked to the door and grabbed some rope. "Now. I'll be leaving now. I need you stay here and take care of the child. There should be food in the cabinets near a stone pot. And clean water next to the pot." He said. I stood up and took a few steps towards him.

"Why can't I come? She is my mother!" I asked. He didn't face me but only held his head high into the sky. "You are not experienced to do this. I've been to the village of the breast several times before, I know their schedule and layout. This is nothing new to me, just another rescue mission." He said. As much as I hate to admit it, he is right. I barely could outrun the police officers. I'm not physically strong or agile as him to flee and escape successfully. But then he turned around and held my shoulders with his hands. "How about this skinny? If you promise to stay back and protect the child on my behalf then I'll show you a place far away from everything, better than this place that will keep you and your mother protected from beasts and humans." He said.

We looked into each other's eyes. I felt uneasy about this and uncertain. Yet his eyes, his glance and his firm grip told me "It will be okay." I laid my hand on his cheek, feeling his fluffy facial hair and told him, "Alright. Promise me you and my mother will come back safely?" He smiled at me, a warm smile that filled me with hope, "Of course I will." He said. With those words, he left. He began to run back towards the village of the breast. I closed the door and began walking upstairs. I entered the only bedroom on the second floor; a big cozy bed with a blanket so puffy it looked like if it was made out of a cloud.

The young girl slept safe and sound, her breathing seemed normal and her forehead was warm. The poor girl must feel so drained and exhausted after everything and probably frighten from the chaos. But this young girl will be safe here, away from her abusive mother and from the corruption of big breasts. I will make sure my mother will get the same treatment. I headed back downstairs and went outside. I flexed my arm and squeezed my bicep...it was as flat as a piece of paper.

Even if I live in the far away land with my mother, I need to be strong to carry out materials and have the stamina to grow vegetable and fruits and more things. I got down on all fours, extending my legs out and lifting myself with my toes. My body dropped to the ground and with the palm of my hands, I began pushing myself upwards. My arms shook and quivered, my chest tighten and my hands begged for mercy. But I continued, even if I collapse so often that I feel that my attempt to train myself is useless, even if I feel like if my body will give out from pushing it and even if I feel like my bones and muscles will break. I will train, I will become strong and powerful to take on anything in the world. I will become a warrior for myself and be a skilled survivor.