An improper study session

“So…when do I begin? When do you plan on studying?” You ask, seeking to break the awkward silence as you try to ignore her hand’s placement over her crotch.

Renata snapped back into focus. “Well-umm yes…I have midterms coming up so I’ve been studying everyday for hours.” After pausing a moment, an embarrassed expression covers her face. “I’ve also been getting distracted easily, but I’ve been trying to handle that on my own...as you saw earlier… That being said I need to start today’s session.”

“I understand, I will help to the best of my ability, I doubt being giant is a requirement to use flash cards.” You say, trying to lighten the mood after seeing Renata grow slightly stressed. Smiling once again, Renata gently picked you up and took you to her study room. It was filled with seemingly endless shelves of books and scientific instruments. She was definitely royalty to be in possession of all of this. Renata sets you down on her desk, and sits down on her desk chair. She puts on a pair of round reading glasses, that adds a cute flair to her face. Sitting up, Renata stretches her back in preparation for some intense studying. This of course, puffs out her modest chest, giving you a golden view of her cleavage beneath the robe. She probably wasn’t wearing a bra, all the same her breasts sat natural and perky beneath the silky fabric.

Satisfied with her stretch, she sits forward again and looks to you, who only just manage to avoid getting caught staring. “Alright, Rudeus. Are you ready?” Renata asked. To answer her question, you take the time to climb onto the textbook in front of her to read the title. ‘Geopolitics 101’. This might be difficult…

“Yes, Renata…although I’m not sure I can be of much help for this topic, my home didn’t have very in depth education due to our isolation.” You say, sheepishly.

You figured she’d be disappointed, but instead Renata just smiled gently. “Then you can learn with me, I heard learning with others can sometimes help both parties obtain a better understanding of the subject. Just…please keep me in check, I get distracted to easy.” She says, her tone lowering sheepishly during that last bit.

You wonder what distracts her, maybe she just has a short attention span. Renata begins flipping through pages, reading bits to herself and occasionally asking you to reread things she didn’t quite understand. Time seems to drag on as this boring topic etches into your brain, but you begin to understand a bit more about the political situation of the Giantess world. Apparently, there was an uneasy balance amongst a ‘balance of powers’ as the book put it. Multiple powerful nations coexisted as neighbor, but war was and still is always a legitimate fear due to conflicting viewpoints and goals of various different nations. Only this loose agreement to not upset such a balance of power kept everyone in check for now.

Growing fascinated about this subject you once thought boring, you forget that Renata should really be the priority when learning this. You look to her and see her shifting awkwardly in her chair as if she was uncomfortable. After several minutes of this, you finally decide to speak up. “Renata, are you okay?” You inquire. Her face immediately blushes deep red.

“I-uh, I’m just a little…” She says before trailing off.

“A little what?” You press her, curious what was wrong.

“It’s usually a problem on its own accord but especially since y-you are….” She cuts herself off. “I’m a little horned up…” Renata finally emits through bated breath.

Your curiosity is halted in confusion. Horned up? Did she mean horny? Why was she getting horny while studying?

“Horned up? Do you mean you are horny?” You ask.

Blushing further red, she responds. “Umm y-yess…I just can’t stand it, I can’t think straight. Rudeus I know this may be too much to ask, but I really need to focus on this topic but I can’t when I’m…pent…up like this, will you help me?” She respectfully asks in return.

Was she really asking a tiny man like you to help her get off? I mean, she did ask nicely, but it wasn’t like you really had a choice in the matter. You pledged your service to make up for your intrusion into her home and personal space. Damn it.

“Wha-what? Help you with what? Do you need me to distract you from your urges?” You ask, really hoping she wasn’t going to ask you to help.

“A-well I’m afraid it may be too late for that, I was wondering if you could help…maybe that will keep my…urges at bay for longer this time.”

Yep, of course she asked you to help. Begrudgingly, you sigh and agree to help her. Renata’s eyes light up in an instant.

“Thank you, thank you! I’ve never been touched by anyone before, let alone a tiny boy! You are the best Rudeus!” She says, her words almost pouring out too quickly to understand.

“Wait-wait-“ You say, but before you can say anything further she stands up, unties her robe, and allows her raging erection to push through the fabric and flop down onto the table, causing you to stumble. It throbs with need and already has a dribble of precum leaking from the hooded tip.

“Hmm just stay right there Rudeus, I think just seeing you will help me.” Renata says, and she grabs the tip of her penis. Thank the gods, at least she wasn’t planning on using you in a more physical manner. But something catches your eye, even amongst this already shocking and perverse scene. Renata grab her tip and begins grinding it up against the palm of her hand. This isn’t just a warm up either, she continues to do this and you begin to see her foreskin redden in irritation.

“Wait, Renata, what are you doing?” You ask her. She looks at you confused, as if it was quite obvious. “What, you must do this as well right? Masturbation?”

“W-well yes…but that’s not exactly how you should do it. Look, that must be hurting your uhh…tip, right?” You say awkwardly.

Renata looks down at her purple cock head, swollen from its erection and from being so thoroughly assaulted in an unusual manner. “Yes…b-but how else am I suppose to do it?” She says almost frustrated, clearly becoming embarrassed. You roll yours eyes realizing that this girl truly doesn’t know how to jerk off.

“Grip it at the base like you would a bottle.”

Renata obeys and grips her rod at its base causing the whole thing to swell a bit.

“Now slide your hand to the tip, and go back to the base again.”

Once again she obeys and gives her cock it’s first ever proper stroke. Her eyes widen as a new pleasure is discovered.

“W-wow that was really good…” Renata gasps, then bites her lip. “Rudeus…I’m going to cum!” She says suddenly. Sure enough you see a long string of pre begin to dribble from her cock slit down to the desk in preparation for a load of baby batter to be ejected. Her balls begin tensing, then squeeze upwards as she moans and shoots a fat load of nut butter straight onto her text book. Barely registering this, she haphazardly aims slightly to the right and shoots another jet of ball cream there instead, which happens to be onto you. You are blasted by her genetic splooge once, twice, then several more times before she finally finishes.

Renata sits back onto the chair and rolls her head back from such an intense orgasm. After a moment she looks down to the puddle she created, then realizes her mistake and gasps. “Rudeus!?!?”