Get the Hell out of there!

You may have been lust-addled, but you weren't completely stupid. You recognized the junk that surrounded you as discarded clothing and personal items, and the bones as human. You KNOW giants are man-eaters!

Not wishing to waste time, you grab only the nearest pair of boots to put on and bit of wood from the fire to use as a torch, and then you start moving as quickly and quietly as you can in the OPPOSITE direction of the Giant. You didn't happen to notice which tunnel brought you to this chamber, but you know the hills well enough to know that the cave likely has at least one more exit if not several. Your own gear and supplies may be lost if you don't end up going out the way you came, but naked is far better than dead.

You've already gotten farther than you expected when you hear the roar of the giant when he finds you missing. Wordless cries of anger and anguish over his lost meal, no doubt, but then you hear the sniffing - a giant's sense of smell is almost unmatched among the humanoid species, and you're positively reeking of and still leaking his cum. It won't be long before he picks up your trail. Letting panic and survival instinct fuel your muscles, you start to run.

You start to thank every god you can think of to name when your path splits up ahead, both leading to what looks like daylight. The walls of the caverns quake and rumble with the giant's anger as he stomps and smashes his way along the path to recover you.