Samantha

I wake up in a dark and cramped space. There's no need to guess at this point because I damn sure know where I and you know what? I like it. Back in a safe place where no one can reach, touch or harm me without Samantha's whereabouts. That's where I want to be and that's where I'm going to stay.

"Yeah, she just whipped Caesar out of her bra and handed her over like it was no big deal." That's clearly Ashley. I thought she'd be gone by now.

"And nothing was wrong with her?" Samantha asks.

"Well, she seemed kind of tired or bummed about something," Ashley explains.

"Hmm... Okay, I'll talk to her about it later. I'll see you on Monday, Ash."

"See ya! Hey, take it easy on her okay? She's been through a lot!"

"Don't worry, I will."

The door clicks shut and Samantha sighs relaxing her body. "You've been through more than enough."

Does she know I'm awake? That can't be possible. I haven't even moved.

"Rest as much as you want. The rest of the day is yours." A warm digit touches my back and rubs me gently, getting out all of the aches and pain I've put on my body.

A soft smile crosses my lips. Even if it's only been a day, I've grown to miss Samantha's tender touch.

When she pulls the finger away, I panic and grab the finger back. Just to pull it back down and hold it against my body. If she didn't know I was awake then she knows I'm awake now.

"Well, good morning." Samantha giggles. "How are you feeling?"

"Soft," I reply in a tired and raspy voice while squeezing the finger tighter. "Real soft."

"That... doesn't answer my question at all."

I guess my brain hasn't fully woken up yet because I thought she said 'what are you feeling?' not 'how are you feeling?'

"Oh... I'm good."

Samantha giggles again. "Still trying to wake up?"

"Oh, yeah."

Samantha walks around the house still letting me hold onto her finger. I can only picture how she looks. Walking around the house with her finger wedged between her breasts.

"Is there anything you'd like to do before going to bed?" Samantha asks. "Ashley told me Olive brought you to her. I can only imagine what she put you through. So I thought I'd put you in your favorite spot since you've been having a bad week."

I quickly shoot down the idea that this is my favorite spot but I stop myself. "Okay, you're not wrong."

I can hear the smile on Samantha's face as she speaks. "Of course, I'm not. I am your girlfriend."

"Well do you know why?" I ask out of curiosity.

Samantha thinks for a handful of seconds. "I can list off a whole bunch of things about why you love this special spot so much, but I'd like to hear it from you."

"It was a big step for both of us to take. For me to trust you and for you to protect me. I remember the first time we did this and I realized that all you wanted to do is to keep me close to your heart and not lose me. I feel like shit now, because it could me so long to realize that. I've never thought of it as anything intimate." I look up at her with a half-smirk. "Plus I like to be reminded that you have a heart, it helps me know that not all giants are complete assholes."

"That's thoughtful of you to think that way, Caesar." Samantha says with a soft glint in her brown eyes.

"You still have bread eyes though," I say.

I receive a snort from my girlfriend. "Well, I like my bread eyes."

Samantha takes me upstairs to her room and lays down on her bed. I have some space to crawl out which is what I did.

I crawl up onto Samantha's face and straddle her nose. "Hey, princess."

"Hello my noble knight. Have you come to rescue me?" Samantha asks.

"Do you need to be rescued?" I respond.

Samantha lets out a breathy giggle. "Not really. I think it's more the other way around."

I stretch my body across her nose, letting my forehead rest between her eyebrows and planting a soft kiss that Samantha could barely feel.

"How?"

Warm fingers pluck me up like claws from a claw machine. Samantha rolls over and sets me on the pillow with her head hovering above. That warm smile is still on her lips. "Let's talk later. For now, just relax."

Samantha tugs and pulls off my hoodie then tosses it away. She presses her lips gently against my body several times over. Her thumbs brush against my sides as she does so. An odd feeling of pleasure crawls up my body.

I know what she's doing, but I don't know if I'm ready for this or not. Besides my mind is on other things right now. It's not ready to go blank.

I bite my lip, feeling Samantha's parted lips brush against my exposed stomach. "Sam?"

"Yeah, babe?"

"Can we talk now?"

Samantha pulls back and sighs, her thumb still rubbing gently against my side. "Okay, Let's talk."

I think through what I should start off with, but there's so much that needs to be said. "About what I said earlier. I'm sorry. I wanted you to know at some point, but not like that. I... I don't know. I thought if I started to talk, words would start to fall out of my mouth."

Samantha can see my struggle to speak with ease. Duh, she can see my struggle, she's right above me. "Do you want to be a giant?"

The question catches me off guard. "What?"

Samantha repeats her question. "Do you want to be a giant, Caesar?"

I shrug. "Uh... yeah, I mean, I guess."

Samantha looks at me with a blank stare. "It's a yes or a no, Caesar."

"Yeah... yes, I do."

I don't know what she's trying to get at. There's no way it's going to happen. It's fiction, not science. It's impossible.

"Okay, we talked," Samantha says before planting a kiss on my cheek.

We talked, but I don't feel like we actually talked about anything. It feels like Samantha ignored all that has happened before this and that makes me feel bad.

"We didn't talk at all."

Samantha gasps as if I were accusing her of murder. "Yes, we did. You wanna be a giant and I plan on making you one."

I shake my head. "You can't. There's no way you can make me a giant. Besides, it would be weird if you owned a full-sized human being."

Samantha frowns. She looks like she's about to throw down some serious facts and she does. "Mom and her team have been trying to accomplish the shifting of a tiny's size to it's larger counterpart for years now. They've made some progress."

The information slowly sinks into my head. The first thing that spews out of my mouth is "Oh, my gods, this is turning into my dream." As I run my fingers through my hair to try and comprehend everything.

Samantha cocks her head to the side, confused and asks, "Do you mean like deja vu or something?"

"No, no. I remember this dream. My size had gone all weird and wan-key before turning into a normal size. You were there and you were the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I got so close to kissing the life out you and..." too much information. I blush and scratch my cheek. "Um... forget that last part."

From the look I'm getting on Samantha's face means no. So long as Ashley doesn't find out, I'll let her tease me every now and then.

Samantha smiles with a devilish grin. "What other dreams have you had about me?"

I frown. "It's nothing like a sexual dream of a sort. Get your head out of the gutter."

The smile fades into a gentle grin. "Haven't I given you enough to fantasize about? You always love to stare at me, don't you?"

My blush comes back, this time a deeper color than before. "Well... I... it's complicated, you see."

The giantess hums, bringing her loving lips close to me. "Let's make it uncomplicated."

From the tips of my ears to my neck, is a burning red hue. If my face gets any hotter my brain might get fried.

Samantha picks at my shirt, a finger sliding under and gliding over my abdomen. "I've always loved your abs, you know that."

My brain short curates. Oh, my gods! Oh, my gods! Oh, my gods!

Samantha giggles, seeing the dazed look on my face. "I think I broke you... haven't you had sex before, Caesar?"

The question snaps me out of my dazed trance. It is embarrassing to be asked about ones sex life and I'm afraid she'll laugh at my answer. "No," I mutter quietly.

The bubbly expression fades. "Oh,"

That's an awkward silence between the two of us before Samantha opens her mouth again.

"So you're a virgin."

The words bring back some unhappy memories for me, but I keep myself together. "Yes."

Another long pause.

I sit up just so I can pull my knees to my chest. Gods, I need a shower. People usually lose their virginity at a young age. Sex is a natural and normal bodily function, but growing up in a family that believes in marriage before sex makes you an easy target. I grew up in the outskirts of a large city, so it wasn't hard to get to know everyone and everything about them. People talk. A lot. That made it easy for people to make fun of me for it.

"That's fine," Samantha says. "if it makes you feel better, Ashley is a virgin too."

I hum, not really that interested in what Samantha has to say. I let myself think for a moment before bringing up a couple of questions of my own. "So... you've had sex before?" Asking for sensitive information about Samantha's sex life doesn't sit well with me. I'm only returning the favor though.

"Twice, both with girls. So, you can say I kind of know what I'm doing." Samantha responds.

"Oh," I say weakly, adding that to the list of things I can't do for Samantha.

"Don't worry about it," Samantha says before she pushes me back against the pillow with her fingers. "For real, don't worry about it."

"Okay," I mutter. "Hey, I need a shower. I kind of got eaten by Olive."

Samantha blinks, surprised and angered. "What?"

"Yeah, she uh... put me in her mouth."

"She didn't do anything to you, did she?" I know Samantha is trying to hold back the venom in her voice, but my ears can't help picking it up.

"No, she just thought it was a good idea to shove me in her mouth so she could hide me," I explain. "No harm done."

Samantha looks at me skeptically though before putting the incident aside and gets up to start a shower.

"Wait a minute. You're not going to put me in there are you?" I ask with some worry.

Samantha turns around and winks. "Not alone, no."

Another feiry blush touches my cheeks and I swallow hard, pulling on the collar of my shirt. "O-okay,"

Nothing will mentally prepare for me for this.