Gira, the giantess

All five of them were drawing matches, but only one of the futas was shouting "Yesss!", while the others were visibly upset. Gira, the giant, muscular futa stood up, only to reveal that her size was even more imense. Standing up, she reached allmost 3,5 m/ 11.5 ft.. Jakes head was just bellow her crotch, the outline of her enormous memer was clearly visible, and her breasts were the largest he had ever seen. "Looks like it's not your lucky day, pet." said the big futa with one of the deepest voices Jake had ever heard from any female. "Follow me upstairs, if you would be so kind. I have a rather... peculiar taste. Don't worry, there is worse out there." And with that, she turned away. Jake followed her out of the flat, and upstairs. The top two floors of the building seemed to harbour a gym, and he could see all maners of workout equipment, and, to his surprise, an entire pool. He also saw some futas doing their workout routine, and some of the equipment had been altered to add some component of sexuality to the workout.

Once they reached the upper floor, Gira turned to Jake and said: "My fetish has everything to do with srength and endurance of the body. Since my preference is so strange, I won't order you to do anything per our contract. Rather, I'm going to propose some things, and you can choose to partake in them." As she continued, she started to blush, to Jakes surprise, since he didn't expect such a huge person to be so easily emberrased. "My personal favorite is the ultimate contest of strength: oil wrestling! But if you don't want to fight against me, I can understand that. My second proposal would be a simple wourkout, i would be your workout partner, and honestly, driving you to your physical limits is allready a major turn on for me." By the time she was finished, her face had turned a bright red, and Jake, feeling bad for her, decided to at least hear her out. "uhm... How exactly would this wrestling thing go, if I agreed to it?" he asked shyly. Beaming with happyness, she replied: "Come with me!" as she stormed off to the far side of the room. Jake had trouble keeping pace, and had to jog, while she was merely walking at a brisk pace. She opened the door to a romm of maybe 10 by 10 meters. The entire room, including the walls, but not the doorknob and a console on the side, were covered in cushioning, that was covered with a beige rubbery material. Gira started to explain: "Oil wrestling is quite simple. If I press this button," she pointed at one of the buttons on the console, "we, and this entire room will be showered in oil, or rather lube, from up there", she pointed at the massive shower heads that were hanging from the ceiling alongside the lamps, "and the fight beginns as soon as the shower stops, which is after about one minute. The fight has a few simple rules. No biting, and keep away from your enemys balls. Also, if your enemy says 'stop', or gives another clear sign that they are giving up, you have to stop. You can win by forcing your opponent to give up, by cumming inside of them, or by forcing them to cum." she finished. 'Of course there is some kind of sexual twist to it' Jake thought, then he asked: "And what is the consequence of wining or loosing?". "Well, usually the looser becomes the winniers property for a set amount of time, but since you're allready mine, we need something else. How about this? Should you win, I become your property for 48 hours, and if I win, you will have to complete an entire 12 hour workout with me together." she replied. Jake knew that he would loose, but the thought of beeing dominated by this giantess of a futa pushed away all rationality. "All right, fight is on." he said, to wich Gira only replied with the biggest smile and enthusiastic nodding. "Let's get naked! You can leave everything outside!" she said, as she ripped off her own shirt and pants. Jake could immediately see that this would be painfull. Every inch of her body was covered in muscles, exept for her masive tits and her face. Her cock was allmost a metre long, and allready throbing. Jake undressed and chose a position, then Gira pressed a button on the console. Lube started to drip down from the ceiling, covering both of them and the entire room in the slippery liquid. It took everything Jake had, just to keep his balance, as the lube shower abruptly stopped.