Chapter Two: The Devious Merchant

“That’s quite the idea,” a quiet voice echoed just outside her home.

Her fists clenched and chunks of ground flew up from underneath her as she started to her belly. “Who’s there?!” She demanded. Her voice rocked the forest around her and sent flocks of birds, that had been resting just before, into the night sky.

“Please, Miss,” The small but beautiful voice said. “I mean you no harm.I am a merchant. A traveling salesman. Well-” The voice paused to chuckle. “A sales-wo-man, I suppose. I’m am not from this land, but I overheard what you said.”

The giantess’s face flushed a deep red and her teeth began to grind together, an action that made a surprisingly loud sound due to her size. She growled, then threatened, “I'll kill you for listening to my secret thoughts!”

“Whoa now,” the tiny woman said—tiny compared to the great titan at least. “Before you try to kill me, hear me out. I think I can help you.”

“You’re outside!” The giantess moved with purpose. She scooted out of her barn-like hut and, as she did so, the mortal below got quite the view.

Though the beast reeked of unwashed feminine odor mixed with the pungent stink of wood rot and weeks’ old sweat, there was no denying that what emerged from the oversized dwelling was a beautiful woman. The merchant took note of the thick curves of the giant’s thighs, the plump mounds of her firm ass cheeks, and the soft belly of a woman neither too lazy nor too occupied with her looks. She was attractive, that was for sure. However, the merchant noted that there was quite a bit more body hair than she usually liked to see on other women.

A messy forest of pubes mostly hid the full girth of her vaginal split as she backed up. The bristly hairs were matted with female slick and sweat, the musk of which the merchant had to raise an arm in defense against. It was strong enough that there was little wonder why there were so few wild animals in the nearby area.

Then the giantess was nearly out and her puckered asshole breathed visibly before she adjusted onto her knees, turned herself around, and then turned to face the outer world upright and on her haunches. “Alright, little piglet. Where are you? I’m going to grind you between my cunt lips and use your guts to wet my hole! Hahaha!”

“That doesn’t sound altogether comfortable, Miss, and I would appreciate it if you could abstain from such behaviors. At least, until we’ve had a chance to talk.”