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

Chp 15 "Round Two: Go Big or Go Home!"

 "Round two!" the Commander called, not waiting for Edovan to fully regain his breath. He spun to face his opponent and readied his next spell. Mountains had staged herself on the far end of the circle, and had placed as much space between them as possible. Edovan was alert, wondering what she was planning.

The Commander held the marker in her outstretched hands, ready to let it fall it without any hint of warning. The second it left her hands, Mountains rushed towards him from her position, covering ground quickly as she charged. Ah, so that was her game: achieve maximum acceleration to cross the line the moment the marker touched down, and to continue toward him at full speed. Edovan spoke a word of power and raised his right hand to the sky before bringing it down clenched, as if he was grabbing something and tearing it down. Both his hands crackled with electricity, the strong smell of ozone filling the air all around him.

Mountains grimaced as she slowed her headlong charge, seeing the thin bolt of lightning arcing downward to her from the clear cloudless sky. Her instincts to watch him closer paying off as she muttered under her breath, "Damn mages..." She raised the shield over her head just in time to intercept it, and the magic impacted.

Everyone but Edovan and those who had fought mages (who knew the spell was flashy but had nowhere near the destructive potential of a real bolt of lightning) gave a collective gasp as they expected her to be fried to a crisp on the spot. But instead, the split second the bolt touched the shield, it just simply vanished--without a sound. It simply evaporated into nothingness.

Everyone was stunned by this turn of events, most of all Edovan, who had almost no time to react as Mountains' bare foot came arcing through the air as she whirled, taking advantage of his shock, and caught him square across his chest. His reaction time was quite good, but her speed was astonishing. He was able to see her foot hurtling toward him in perfect detail, but also completely unable to get out of its way. All he could do was take a moment to brace before all the air was knocked from his lungs. Pain burned in him, and he swore he felt a rib crack as the force lifted him up off his feet, hurtling him through the air and into the surprised crowd behind him.

He'd never been so thankful for the throng of women that had gathered on his side of the ring. Honed combat reflexes kicked in as he sailed their direction and he was caught by a large, well-endowed blonde. He stared as she brought him down, her full lips and very pretty face taking him in its moment, this beauty who snatched him out of the sky like a prize thrown to a crowd at a festival. She clutched him to her bosom, giggling like a schoolgirl and grinning from ear to ear as several other women stared at her with daggers in their eyes. "I'm Holgret," she said, and she buried him in her cleavage till his lungs burned for air. His small arms were pinned to his sides, making it completely impossible for him to struggle and much less free himself. Just as he was about to pass out she released him and let him fall unceremoniously to the ground.

Every part of him was in pain. He lay there, unmoving, until he felt something hard pressing into the side of his head. When he blearily opened his eyes he saw the Commander towering over him, her long shapely mail clad leg and booted foot nudging carelessly and somewhat painfully against his prominent cheek bone.

"Ow," was his only response.

"Mouse... can you still fight?" she asked him. "Otherwise, I have to call it."

Edovan answered by clutching her foot in his hands and struggling to his knees, hauling himself up her leg till he was shakily upright. But, still beneath her as she stood, straddling his small tousled head. She looked down at him with an amused grin as his hands clutched her mailed thighs, reaching perilously higher and higher placements. She kept her mirthful smirk, and made no move to disentangle him or move away from him. Edovan could feel the waves of jealousy rolling off the other women, but none of them dared say so much as a peep to the woman known as the Dragon. Edovan steadied himself and then let go of her.