In Over His Head! [A sexy, Mini Giantess romcom/fantasy adventure in Tamriel]

Chp 11 "Brand New Day"

Edovan cocked one sleepy eye open. Someone was banging on the outside of his door, and from the hollowness of the sound, he could tell they were banging on the little portal hatch thing.

"Just a minute..." he called, as he lay there in his small, but very comfortable, bed, trying to get his bearings. Wait.. he was safely tucked away in his little bed? The last thing he could remember clearly was being in Mavka's room... with... Mavka! He sat bolt upright in the bed. Suddenly all the heavy, musky, sweaty purple skinned memories of the night before came crashing into his sleep fogged mind, with all the subtlety of one of Molag Baal's daedric anchors. He... and Mavka... they had done.. things. And then she had said things... and...

"OhgodswhatwasIthinking...!" He knew it wasn't a dream, either, because he could smell her unique scent still on his skin, even in his hair, and soaked into all his places.

The banging noise happened again, this time louder and more insistent. A female voice was calling, one he didn't recognize. "Little mouse, are you awake? Please sir you have to get up. Margara said if we let you miss your appointment this morning she would make us do the wash for a month! You have to wake up!" the voice pleaded helplessly. It seemed almost frantic enough that if his door had been magically sealed, its owner might have come in and got him herself.

"I'm up... I'm up!" he called back, groaning a bit as he pulled himself up from the warm and comforting bed. "Just give me one moment..." he called quietly, rubbing at his eyes.

He half stumbled, half slid down the little ladder that led up to his bunk, and lurched into the door, reaching down to open the little latch and lift the portal up. He thrust his head out of the hole, straight into the crotch of the same beautiful blonde that he had screamed "no!" at, that day down in the laundry. Luckily she was wearing a lacy blue nightie that came down to her mid thigh, so he only pressed against the fabric, sheer though it was, and little it concealed.

She gave a little squeal, half surprise, half delight. She looked down at him, but made no move to back up or push him away. Instead, she arched her back and pressed her hips in towards him, gently burying his face in her mound.

"Good morning little mouse, " she giggled. "Looking for breakfast? Much as I'd love to serve that to you, it won't give you much nourishment I'm afraid, and I'd probably make you late for your new job, but..." she trailed off thoughtfully. She was quickly losing her resolve at the impossibly smooth feel of his sweet baby face against her naked nethers. "Well, I guess a little taste wouldn't hurt..." And with that, she tugged her nightie up out from between them so his face rested solidly against her smooth, warm, bare skin and silky darker blonde curls. She gave a small moan and quickly put her fingers in his hair and mashed his face into her mound before he could react. Edovan sputtered and pulled back involuntarily, his head bouncing off the top edge of the portal. It gave a resounding thud.

"Ouch," he murmured, wincing. He rubbed his head, willing the pain to settle, and hoping that a bump wouldn't appear, leaving his head tender.

The blonde bent down to peer through the portal at him.

"I see part of you is awake at least..." she leered at him, licking her lips carefully.

Edovan looked down with horror. He had completely forgotten he was naked!

In a flash his hand whipped out and unlatched the portal from its lifted position and let it fall shut with a loud bang.

Outside the door, the pretty blonde pouted. "Awwwww, you're no fun..." she lamented. It was probably for the best though, she conceded. She really, really didn't want to be in the laundry for a month, no matter how good his little face had felt!