False agreement

“Very well,” the giantess offered. “If you can do as you promise, I’ll grant you safe passage and a single favor. Sounds more than fair for such a fine trade.” Then she weaved her brows together and shifted the merchant in her hands so that the smaller woman was sitting in her left palm. This all aided her look of innocence and earnest interest in the rubbish deal. “So tell me then, where are these potions you say have this power?”

The merchant gave the giantess a large, trusting smile, clearly pleased with how well things were going. She eagerly pointed off in the distance, in the opposite direction of the front of the giant’s hut. “My mule is a short ways into the treeline, protected by a cloaking spell to keep him safe from predators. Take me near him and the spell will settle and you’ll see the satchel on his waist.”

Without hesitation, the giantess stood from her spot, careful not to damage her new acquaintance as she lifted into the air. She carried the mortal only a few large steps away—a distance that would have been much greater by the smalling’s pace— and, sure enough, the donkey manifested from behind one of the trees. It was a dull-looking animal, chewing on a patch of wild mushrooms without so much as a glance towards the intimidating woman. It just kept on eating without a care in the world.

“In the satchel are the potions I came to barter in this trade with you, m’lady.”

The giantess put the merchant down, who immediately started for her donkey, but the giantess had other plans. She simply scooped the creature up into her left hand and tugged the leather pack right off the poor thing, which was now honking in distress and surprise quite profusely. It only quieted when it was placed back on the ground.

“A bit rash,” the merchant said in a chiding tone. Her donkey ran to her side like a scolded dog and nuzzled her arm. She stroked his long ears and hushed him soothingly. Then she turned her attention back on the giantess who had just dumped the contents of the satchel onto her palm. “But I like your enthusiasm. Still, please be careful. Those are very powerful and valuable potions!”

It was clear by the luminescent rainbow of large potion bottles in her hand that the merchant had been telling the truth. She really did deal in magic! And that meant that the large woman had everything she wanted.

“Hahaha!” She began to laugh, and the sound grew as she considered all the power she’d soon possess. “Humans are such gullible things! Ahahahahaha! What an imbecile!” The giantess glanced down at the frightened looking human girl and her hooved pet and laughed boisterously at them both. “You fell for it so easily! Like I would ever owe something so pathetic anything! Ha!”

“You tricked me!” the merchant screamed. She seemed so honestly struck by the betrayal.

“Of course I did! You have given me all I needed from you! “ The giantess’s plan had gone off without a hitch, and now she was about to taste victory over that stupid king and his irritating army at last!

If one vial could give her a single tremendous power, what might she acquire if she devoured them all at once?

“Don’t take those!” The merchant called up to the larger woman, bearing an expression that made the giantess shudder with delight.

“You’re actually quite pretty for a human,” the giantess purred. “Maybe I’ll keep you as a pet mouse once I transform. I’ll make you dance for me on my tongue, or crush you between the lips of my snatch! Whichever fancies me at the time!” Roaring laughter came again, this time moving throughout the giantess’s entire body. That made her sizable tits bounce and caused a gaseous reek to erupt from her ass. She had no qualms about farting whenever and wherever she pleased. If anything, the way the donkey wobbled and the merchant gagged only tickled the huge woman more.