“Give us a minute guys.”

Nymyra, with those few words, effectively shooed the members of her group away, as the golden adorned knight carried away the goliath who was recovering, all willing and ready to leave for whatever was to come.

Drako was confused for about ten seconds, before the monstrous member between his legs told him the story, as it rose, ripping through the simple clothes Drako had been able to acquire for his absurd form, revealing a semi firm rod of eleven inches, as Nymyra’s gaze was instantly brought to the ripping sounds, seeing for herself the monstrous member Drako possessed.

This daunted Nymyra for a second, before she threw her reservations to the side, as she dropped her own pants to the ground, slowly stepping out of them, before she moved a hand to the base of Drako’s member, unable to encompass it, as she moved both hands only to barely wrap around it, drawing an exclamation of shock from her, as she abruptly cupped her lips against the tip, as his member surged to finally standing firm at attention, nearly two feet of meat open for business.

This brought an unsure chuckle from Nymyra’s throat, as she could hardly reach the base with her arms fully extended, with her head craned awkwardly back, as she stopped trying to hold the base, letting her arms fall limply to her side, she simply gazed into Drako’s eyes, before pushing with all her might, knowledgeable of the forest gnomes quite stretchy orifices with her own extensive practice in the past, she pushed down, taking seven inches of the absurdly thick member into her throat, already bulging out, as she simply kept pushing down, nay a single care for her own health in mind, as she lightly gagged on the inserted length.

And Drako, the utterly oblivious figure he was, merely stood, absentmindedly staring in an indiscriminate direction, maintaining an absurd, intensely restrained concentration, as he simply grasped at rocks by his side, each and every one crumbling to dust immediately after, as Nymyra suddenly withdrew his entire length, leaving his length in the embrace of the once again biting cold of the chamber.

And then, in the blink of an eye, before Drako could move a single inch, she’d maneuvered her miniscule form around his body, planting her rump at the tip of his rod, looking into his eyes, as she spoke for the first time in nearly ten minutes, her voice only slightly hoarse, “Your turn, Drako…” Before reaching out her hands slowly towards him.

And in response, Drako, clutching his hands in an attempt to maintain his restraint, lightly moved his his hands into the range of Nymyra’s own arms, as she placed them upon her legs, carefully wrapping each and every one of his beastly thick fingers around her thighs in a slow, tender manner.

Then, as she gazed intensely into Drako’s eyes, an impassioned grin atop her beautiful visage, as she spurred him on with slight kicks of her feet, dangling his hefty arms about while he simply sat there, dumbly staring back at her, before he realized what his next move should be, as he lightly pulled her towards him, her velvety lips parting in a surprisingly pliable manner, as he held her legs in a tender grasp, pulling her ever so gently towards him, filling her with less than a fifth of his length embedded within her, leaving her head sprawled back to an inhuman degree, as she absentmindedly rubbed the absurd bulge already present in her stomach.

Then, as Drako assumed she had acclimated to his absurd size, he had pulled her form even closer, sinking another four inches into Nymyra’s quivering, further gaping, quim. As Nymyra thrust her petite hands into Drako’s own, struck by the sheer discrepancy of the scale between them, a scream of pleasure escaped her mouth, as she tightened her grip, gasping in exasperation for a single second, before wrenching herself further onto his absurd member, a loud squelch signifying the penetration of Nymyra’s deepest realms, leaving her wordlessly babbling, her head lightly bobbing around.

And at this point, Drako’s seemingly endless restraint was beginning to wane, as his grip on Nymyra’s legs tightened only slightly in response to her own grip, though this only spurred Nymyra on even further, as she simply let out a primal scream of unimaginable rapture, utterly incomparable to anything she’d ever experienced before, leaving her in a state of unadulterated bliss, unable to comprehend the number of times she’d came from the size alone, as her supple body welcomed every inch it could before capping out, nearly one and a half feet buried deep, wildly bulging outwards in her stomach, though she couldn’t care less, as she blissfully tried wrenching herself even further down, though it was simply unfeasible, even with her shocking gnomish pliability.