It’s a trap, the best kind

While there was a part of him that was ready to fight his way out of the grapple, there were several important facts to mitigate his response. The first was the smiles on his friends faces just before he was grabbed. They had been smiles of recognition and welcome. Secondly, the aura wrapping around him was radiating love and excitement. Thirdly, his head was now being sandwiched between a pair of boobs each bigger than said head and he was having to exercise no little self control to stop from pitching a tent in the front of his robes despite his pants. Finally, he knew the voice, feel, smell, and magic matrix that were now all wrapping around him as well as his own.

Leaning his head back he met the golden eyes of his childhood friend, captain of the school armored combat team, armature power lifter, and bonded girlfriend, Jessica Gloryblade. The giant of an Amazon had the look of a Labrador that had just gotten ahold of her favorite toy, and skritches from her favorite person.

The two of them had met when they were both in kindergarten and the story went she had grabbed on to him the first morning and had to be pried of when their parents had arrived. When it has discovered the two families were neighbors and the dads were old service friends his fate was sealed. Not that he minded once he got past the natural “girls are icky” phase of every young boys life. Indeed, their relationship had been a boon to both as they were both blessed in their magical natures with Jesses physical matrix being abnormally robust. She had actually been diagnosed with a condition that under normal circumstances would have required her family to purchase mana supplements to help her remain health.

However, she diagnosed was delayed as her constant proximity to and contact with Mich and his abnormally heigh mana density had acted to provide the needed extra mana, her family had been able to role the subsequent savings into groceries instead as Jess grew into a titan of an Amazon now standing 8’3” and sporting incredible muscles. In an older age they would have likely been considered the incarnations the mana flow and the queen goddess. This constant siphoning of his mana had also helped him develop his mana density and capacity.

Fortunately, Mich had quickly grown to love his giantess as she had burrowed into his life and heart. And the Amazon, while being a terror in the ring or when fighting, had the disposition of a particularly happy pitbull, with her favorite form of relaxation being snuggling Mich while watching TV or reading.

With his head between her boobs and her arms wrapped around his torso getting an arm free was a delightful activity with her shifting her grip slightly to allow his right arm to slip free without loosing her grip on the rest of him. With his arm free he raised his hand past her chest and made a becoming motion. Jess, her grin widening, lowers her head until he can grab the back of her neck and pull her, unresisting, into an awkward kiss. The couple only coming up for air when the head coach yells at them about excessive PDA and to get to their place in line