Freya

Heading into the nearest town in Midgard after seeing Kratos off to parts unknown, Freya had just walked over the bridge leading into the village and looked around, surprised to find so many in town along with her. It was busier than normal, there were wagons and travels coming and going from the entrance, so much so the goddess found herself having to keep her eyes open less she might trip on another person's shoes or worse get run over by a wagon.

"This place grew up in an awful hurry..." Opined the woman as she looked around. "Damn I need a drink, I've been travelling for days, I wonder if the mead hall is still standing."

Managing to get through the crowds of travelers and merchants, Freya looked up to find what she was looking for, a large hall that had a growing business as several travelers were entering the building where riotous chants and singing could be heard within.

"Sounds pretty lively."

Stepping inside she was not surprised to find the place packed and noisy, with drinking songs being sung and pint mugs raised before being drunk. What DID surprise her was the crowd gathered around the bar tab, cheering on what could best be described as a pair of... Well... GIANTS drinking. Towering over everyone and sitting on a pair of stools each just so they could sit, even then they were head and shoulders taller than any of the men there cheering them on as they drank and drank one mug after the other. It was even more surprising to Freya to find that both giants were women. The two had wild and unkempt hair that stood up and out like the plumage of some of the hens that would run circles around the homes of the village, their bodies both large and hulking, both due to massive muscles that allowed them to move in such large bodies and being outrageously curvaceous. Their hips and rumps alone rivalled some of the wagons outside and their thighs were comparable to tree trunks.

turning around to face the crowd, both women continued to chug at their drinks, their pint mugs rising over their chins to expose their softened middles and the keg sized tits they flaunted, thrusting out their tits as they fought against tops made out of rope. That was another thing, the two were so massive, nothing fit them. Their behavior so shameless they chose to wear a loin cloth and tope made from the rigging of some boat they stole from, both to be presentable AND to flaunt their massive curves. When the two finished their drinks, the blonde one raised her empty mug over her head and cheered.

"Twenty to your nineteen daughter of mine, I win again!" Throwing her mug across the hall, the massive woman gave off an earth quaking belch that had everyone reel and laugh.

"NO FAIR! I lost count!" Argued the fiery red haired one, giving the blonde a hip check that only made her laugh harder. It was then that Freya could see the two more clearly and nearly lost her footing in shock.

"SIF? THRUD?!"

Hearing their names being called out by a familiar voice, the two looked over to the surprised goddess and smiled, sharing a whisper with one another just as they got to their feet to the sound of wood creaking, when the stools found relief. Standing up to their full height made Freya gasp as the two stood even taller, well over a meter taller than the tallest man there, the mother and daughter playfully shoved anyone out of their way to greet the woman. Sif uncharacteristically hugged the former queen of the gods and lifted her off her feet in a bear hug.

"FREYA! What a pleasant surprise, how have you been?"

"Yeah! That strappin Greek war god and his kid still with you?" Thrud asked eagerly.

Getting to her feet and coughing now that she was let go, Freya was still stunned by the size and height of the two goddess in front of her. "No, they went back home, I just came back after sending them off their way."

Trading looks and pouting, Sif playfully patted Freya's shoulder.

"Well that's a shame. Bet he was a wild one in the sack!"

A little taken back by the formally prim and proper woman's salacious and non-chalant jab, the two giantesses returned to the bar and offered Freya to join them.

"So, tell us auntie Freya, how've you been?" Asked Thrud, whistling to the barkeep to mix drinks for the three of them. "Want to have a drink with us?"

"Well... I did come here to freshen up."

"Oh believe me sister, this is VERY fresh!" Giggled Sif, offering the 'Sif's Delight' to the parched goddess who sat at the remaining stool.