Grey stood confidently before the three giants. Keeping up the appearance that he wasn’t afraid would help to make him stand out as an oddity. A normal man would have cowered in fear by the mere sight of a giant, but he was different, or at least that what he wanted them to think. Yet he was all too aware that if his confidence overstepped its bounds it would only prove to put him in an even worse situation. Especially with Marissa now added into the equation. Grey dipped into a slightly over exaggerated bow. Which seemed to successfully amuse Kassandra, but by the looks of Marissa, the action only seemed to deepen her displeasure of him.

        “Why is it still alive?” Marissa said, speaking in a tone that showed she didn’t care Grey was just a couple feet in front of her.

        “I personally found him to be entertaining, and by the end of last night my appetite had gone, so I decided to save him until you two arrived. Show him off a bit.” Jule answered.

        “Does that mean we can have him?” Kassandra said shooting up in excitement.

        The look on Jule’s face told Grey she was considering the option. It only helped to remind him that he had to keep a lookout for an opportunity to escape.

        “We’ll see.” Jule said after a quick moment's thought. “For now let’s just have some fun with him. It was interesting to pick his brain. Humans think the strangest things about us.” Grey watched as she turned her attention to Marissa and placed her hand on her shoulder. “Don’t worry, this one’s harmless. I promise.” The look on Marissa's face showed that she wasn’t so readily convinced.

        That struck Grey as odd. ”This one’s harmless” She had said. Why would she have to assure her of that? They were giants, he was just a human. What could she possibly need to be reassured about? Grey wanted to inquire but he knew from their earlier interactions that Marissa wasn’t a giant that she should pursue a conversation with. Besides it wasn’t the time entertain such curiosities. Escaping took priority.

        “So what’s a human doing wandering all the way out here?” Marissa was the one with the question. Grey didn’t expect her to ask a question so quickly, but it wasn’t an issue he couldn’t deal with.

        “Well as Jule mentioned I am a bit of a troublemaker. Naturally I found myself in some trouble with only one place for me to go. So I took my chances; rolled the dice, and well here I am.” Grey shrugged, as if trying to portray he didn’t have a care in the world about his current situation.

        “You seem pretty confident for a human.” Grey knew that wasn’t a compliment. “You realize that you're going to die right?” Marissa’s eyes seemed to pierce right through his fake demeanor, as if she saw the concerns and fear he was hiding. “I want you to understand. Whatever game you're trying to play at, whatever trick you think you have, nothing will save you.”

        Grey knew she was baiting him, trying to make him crack, reveal the facade. But he wasn’t falling for it. “I am well aware of what awaits me. I have been reminded of it plenty of times already. But I have found myself in a rather unique situation, and I am going to play it out until the end.” His answer would keep her off of him for now; or so he hoped, but he knew that she was far from satisfied. “So, Kass is it?” Grey said not giving Marissa a chance to reply. “Tell me a bit about yourself, if you care too.”

        “Well alright then. This is pretty strange. Talking to a human and all.” She said in a giddy tone.

        “It can’t be that strange. Can it? After all it’s just a simple exchange of words.” He shrugged.

        Grey began to walk to her end of the table. His movement at first almost elicited a response from Jule but he could see out of the corner of his eye that she was allowing it. Grey had to keep himself from smiling. Being able to move freely would be critically important if he planned to escape. He continued to walk towards Kassandra. A confident stride in his steps. He was putting on a bit of a show with each step he took, showing that he was not afraid to walk towards his giant captors, helping to weave the lie that he was accepting of his fate.

        The table shook as Grey jumped back in alerted surprise. Destroying any air of confidence he had been trying to build up. His eyes fell before him to see Kassandra had dropped her arms on the table and lowered her head closer to him. But that wasn’t the part of her that caught his attention. When she had fallen forward towards the table, Kassandra had move her chest out forward, presenting her breasts almost with pride as they now laid over her arms casting themselves thoroughly into Grey’s view. Massive. Was the only word that came to Grey’s mind; with varying degrees of sexual connotation.

        Grey couldn’t help but admire them. He had taken notice at the size of her bosom when she had first entered, noting how much bigger they were compared to Jule’s. But the sheer size of them this close; especially to a human like himself, seemed almost majestic.

        “Enjoying yourself?” Kassandra said in a playful tone.

        Grey blushed as he realized that he had been standing there ogling at her breasts while she watched him. “Uh, I… um.” Grey coughed. “I was just caught off guard is all.”

        Kassandra giggled, causing the giant mounds underneath her to jiggle. “Well you wouldn’t be the only one human. I’ve turned many heads using these babies. I can’t take all credit for them however.” She said moving her upper arms causing her breasts to squeeze together slightly before falling back into place. “It’s because of you humans that they got to grow to be so large and luscious as they are now. So you're the one to thank.”

Grey didn’t know how to respond. He couldn’t respond. As if instantly the giant in front of him changed from the well-endowed woman he had been fighting back hormones over, to one of bloodthirsty giants he had always heard stories about. Any sexual desire he had had previously had quickly disappeared.

        Kassandra’s arms moved forwards causing her breasts to fall onto the table. Grey quickly saw her arms coming forward. His fight or flight instincts kicked in and for a moment flight was winning, but her arms quickly folded around him as she clasped her hand together entrapping him in a ring of her arms. Grey frantically looked around, her arms and hands now surrounding him, blocking every option of escape from all sides. He could possibly try to climb over her arms if he was quick and agile enough. But he knew that if she didn’t catch him the others would have. He looked forward towards her body. Her breasts lying over the edge of the table blocking his exit in that direction. Grey found himself growing a disdain for them rather quickly. Her top was open, revealing the smooth creamy exposed flesh of her cleavage. A moment ago he might have found himself still frozen in allure of her chest, but that moment was long gone. However her open cleavage did give him an idea. If he just ran fast enough, he could just dive or jump down her top and possibly… Congratulations Grey I think you just beat arrow rope for stupidest idea you’ve ever had. Maybe if she had been sitting up and she had been holding him could it have worked; and that was a big maybe, but at the position at which she sat, he would have only wound up getting himself stuck and most certainly humiliated.

        Kassandra’s arms began to move in tighter, forcing Grey to break out of his train of thought. He turned around, seeing her hands slowly closing in on him. He walked backwards as they approached. Then stopped as he felt a gust warm air hit his back. Grey turned to see Kass’s chin placed down on the table, her mouth hanging open and her tongue sticking out as if awaiting him to enter. Kass gave him a small wink as her hands began to close in ever tighter causing the space between her hands and mouth to be quickly decreasing.

        “Kass, that’s enough!” Jule said slamming her hands on the table.

        Kass sat up in her chair looking at Jule in disappointment. Grey looked forward, hoping that her shifting might have made an opening. But found that her breasts still covered his escape. He couldn’t help but clench his teeth in frustration. If he made it out of this alive, he swore he would never hit on a woman with large breasts again. Liar.

        “Jule, I’m getting bored of this. And I‘m really hungry. Can’t I just eat him already?”

        “No!” Jule snapped. “Besides he’s not yours to have he’s mine.”

        “Jule. I think that's enough.” Marissa spoke up. Jule looked at her. She opened her mouth to object but Marissa continued giving her no time to respond. “You’ve had this human around for far longer then you should have. It’s obvious that both Kass and I came here to visit you, not it. The longer it’s around the more time we are going to waste. So if you're going to eat it, do it now. If not let Kass have it.”

        “But...” Jule began.

        “What? What possible reason could you have for keeping it around?”

        Jule’s mouth shut. She looked Grey over with consideration as if considering why it was she was keeping him around “I… I don’t know.” Her eyes turned to Grey. He stared back up at her and in some small way her eyes looked almost sad, almost... apologetic. Grey stared up at her with an increasing feeling of dread as he anticipated her next words.. “Go ahead Kass.”

        “Woohoo!” Kassandra cheered as she sat up and threw her arms into the air.

        As Kassandra’s body shifted Grey eye’s quick shot over to find the opening he needed. In her moment of celebration she had left a perfect opportunity for him to escape. He didn’t waste a single second. Grey dashed forward towards Kassandra. Her body was away from the table which gave him just the opportunity he needed. He had contemplated jumping off the table before but he knew the drop would almost certainly lead to his death. However this time was different, Kassandra was sitting right in front of him. All he had to do was land on her thigh as he jumped off. He was sure it would provide enough to cushion his landing. After that he would quickly need to slide down her leg and onto the floor. Once on the floor the real challenge would present itself. He knew evading three giants as he tried to run across the room would be a near impossible task but he didn’t have the time to think that far ahead. He would just need to think on his feet when the time came.

        Grey came to the table’s edge and didn’t hesitate with his next move. With one quick bounding leap he jump over the side of the table. He would prepare himself to land into a roll to help with the impact. But as he was preparing to brace himself he found his descent suddenly put to a halt. Grey felt four large appendages wrap around his body as he stared down towards the floor.

        “Not so fast little guy.” Kassandra voice boomed over him.

        Grey’s heart stopped. He looked to see Kassandra’s fingers coiled around his chest and legs. He managed to get his right hand free before Kass’s grip tightened around him. He tried to struggling within her grip but it was futile. Grey felt himself being lifted upward. He reached out desperately to the floor as he was slowly lifted higher away from his chance at freedom. Kassandra brought Grey up to her face and smiled. This time Grey didn’t hide the fear he felt. His change in attitude seemed to bring a smile to her face. The smile was playful but Grey knew the sadistic nature it held. Her fingers parted slightly as she lightened her grip around him, but it was still too firm for him to hope to escape it.

        “It was nice talking to you human. But it’s time for me to eat. I hope you enjoy yourself, I know I will.”

        Grey’s free hand reached for his cloak. His eyes shot straight down, he could see Kassandra’s exposed breasts hanging below him, giving him a good view of her open cleavage. It will have to do. His hand grabbed the hilt of his knife. Pain had been the decoy he used to escape from Jack and it would have to be the one he used this time. Kassandra began to open her mouth and pulled Grey forward, closing her eyes as her mouthwatering in anticipation of her meal. Grey could feel her breath wash over him, but refused to look forward. He had to keep his eyes down. He had to wait, make sure he was in position so that her breasts would to break his fall. Grey readied his hand, preparing to make the strike the moment he was in position. He had to time this perfectly. He clutched the knife in his hand and held it high in the air. Ready to strike down.

        A hand reached out and grabbed Kassandra’s wrist, bringing Grey’s movement to a sudden halt. Before Grey could register what had happened he felt himself yanked out of Kassandra’s grasp. He caught a glimpse of what had grabbed him. It was Marissa. Just as suddenly as he was grabbed Grey felt himself thrusted downward, falling towards the table his back hitting the hardwood surface as a sharp pain ran through his body. Grey laid in the center of the table reeling in pain. He looked to his side to find his knife lying beside him, realizing he had must have dropped it during his fall. Before he could even think to grab it, Marissa’s finger came down flicking it across the table. Grey watched in desperate horror as his knife flew off the edge of the table and heard it land with a distant clank.

        Marissa turned her eyes to Jule. “Harmless, huh?”

        Grey laid on his back beaten. His weapon gone, his chance of escape foiled, and his whole body in pain. His eyes looked over to Marissa, who was currently staring at Jule. Jule didn’t return her stare, but instead stood staring at where the knife had dropped off from the table. Kassandra on the other hand still looked like she was still trying to process what had just happened.

        “You can’t trust a human, Jule. The moment you let down your guard, they will take advantage of it.”

        Grey continued to lie on his back. He could see the shadow of Kassandra’s hand come into view as it reached out for him. He didn’t make any attempt to move instead his eyes remained fixated on Jule, who turned her head away from him. She looked somehow… hurt. Grey didn’t understand it. After everything she did to him, after allowing her friend to eat him she was the one that looked hurt by his betrayal. Grey didn’t understand it, and worst of all, he didn’t understand why he felt guilt. He knew he shouldn’t, she was a giant. Should would have eaten him herself if he didn’t stop it, but something about seeing Jule’s expression when she saw that knife, the knife he had almost plunged into her himself. It tore into him in a ways he couldn’t explain.

Grey laid in silent shame as Kassandra’s hand fell over him. He shut his eyes accepting his fate. So be it.

        Before the hand could grasp around him a large blast of smoke covered the table, catching Grey and the three giants by surprise. Grey saw Kassandra’s hand recede away as he heard the three girls start coughing around him. Grey couldn’t help but begin to cough as well as he shut his eyes and covered his mouth and nose. Grey slowly opened his eyes and saw a hand outstretched to him from the smoke holding a piece of cloth. Without thinking he grabbed the cloth and covered his face, squinting Grey looked up to see a tall shrouded figure standing before him. A man slightly taller than Grey himself stood there, he could make out a set of dark leather plated armor, A dark green hooded cloak covered most of his body as his hood and mask covering his nose and mouth helped to shroud his face. The most noticeable thing about the man was the large bow he had strapped to his back accompanied with a large quiver. He looked down at Grey, revealing dark green eyes. Green eyes that seemed familiar to Grey.

        “Can you stand?” The man asked. Grey knew this voice but he couldn’t quite place where he knew it from. His mind played with it as he tried to figure it out. The man reached out his hand to Grey. Grey took it as he was painfully brought up to his feet.

        “I… I think I’m alright.” Grey stopped as his mind cleared as his mind connected the voice to someone. Someone Grey had not seen in a very long time. “Zeke?” Grey could hardly make out a small outline of a smile stretch under the man's mask. “Zeke? How… how are you?”

        “No time to explain.” Zeke said. He looked up at the giants who continued to cough as the smoke began to show signs of clearing. “Grey you need to get out of here.”

        “How?” Grey looked at him still trying to make sense of what was going on.

“I anchored an arrow to the side of the table over there.” Zeke pointed out a spot on the table where the arrow remained stuck in the wood. “There is a rope attached that you should be able to climb down with.”

        Grey would probably have stopped to appreciate the irony of the situation if he wasn’t still trying to understand what was going on. “What about you?” He asked.

        Zeke pulled an arrow from his quiver before loosely nocking it on the string of his bow. “I’ll meet up with you in a minute. First I need to take care of something.”

        Grey watched Zeke blankly as he turn around and began walking away. The horrible realization struck as Grey saw who Zeke was walking too. Jule. Zeke lifted his bow and took aim at the giantess. Still coughing and blinded by the smoke. A green light slowly began to emit from the arrow as Zeke pointed it at Jule. Grey looked on as he saw his old friend approach the giant who had held him captive. The giant that had almost eaten him, gave him to her friend, watched on as he almost died but at the same time had spent the night talking to him, and fed him despite her plans. The giant that made him smiles despite facing death, and made him feel guilty and even ashamed despite his instinct to survive. The giant that by all rights he should let die. But as he looked on at her obviously unaware form as Zeke pointed an arrow at her, Grey couldn’t help but feel compelled to stop him. There was no benefit in letting this giant live, but there was something inside him. A voice. Grey closed his eyes and focused on it.

        “You have to save her.”

        “Why?” Grey asked in a whisper as conflict gripped him

        “You know why.”

        Grey opened his eyes, to see the green light that Zeke’s arrow was emitting was glowing brighter, small gusts of wind began to circle him creating a clearing from smoke where he stood. Zeke had stopped walking and was now standing arrow aimed straight for Jules head. Grey did the only thing he could think of, and dashed forward. Marissa and Kassandra opened their eyes in time to see the bright green lighting in front of them. Marissa's eyes grew wide at the realization of what was happening. Jule finally opened her eyes. The bright green and smoke filling her vision as her eyes could make out the faint image of a human within the light faced her holding a loaded bow. Jule stood forward in disbelief not even getting the chance for fear to take her.

        Zeke smiled as his fingers loosened on the arrow. “This is for Grey you bitch.”

        A sudden jolt hit Zeke as he was thrown to the ground, the arrow leaving his finger and sent flying. He looked back to see Grey standing over him, his eyes focused on Jule.

        Grey and the giants watched as the arrow soared through the air at sharp unimaginable speed. The arrow flew a couple feet above Jule’s with a gust of wind that caused her hair to fly up on its passing. The wind and light come to a sudden halt as all that was left of the arrow was a clean hole that pierced straight through the stone wall of Jule’s home, a hole, five times the size of a normal human arrow.

        Zeke laid on his side as his eyes followed the impact that the arrow made. He looked back to Grey who stood above him panting still in shock at the impact the arrow had.  Grey’s slowly eyes met his as they stared at each other in a moment of unsure silence.

        “Grey! What the actual fuck was that!?” Zeke erupted.

        Grey stared at hands, trying to come to terms with what he had just done. “I… I…”Grey stuttered. “I don’t know...” He took a couple steps back away from Zeke. He stared at his hands in disbelief.

        Before either of them could respond a large glass object slammed down over Zeke. Zeke instinctively jumped to his feet as he frantically looked around to find glass walls that now surrounded him. Both Zeke and Grey looked up to see Marissa’s holding down the glass jar above him with both hands.

        Zeke pulled an arrow from his quiver, quickly nocked it and pointed the arrow directly at Marissa. Green light once more began to form around the arrow. But Marissa was prepared.

        “Seal!” Marissa shouted as layer of blue energy began to encase the jar Zeke was in.

        The green energy Zeke had demonstrated before now faded. He looked up at the giant and frantically at the light that now encased the glass. “A magic user? Here!?” He shouted with muffled voice behind the glass.

        A shadow loomed over Grey, as he looked up to see Marissa's hand descend pinning him to the table. Grey looked up to Marissa as she had one hand over the jar, and her other hand currently forcing him against the table. Grey turned his gaze to see Zeke firing arrow after arrow into the glass walls that surrounded him. Out of the corner of his eyes he could see Kassandra standing in shock after the sight she had just witnessed, and then finally he saw Jule, standing in petrified silence. Grey’s laid his head on the ground as he submitted to the chaos around him. His friend was trapped, his only chance at freedom now gone, and now he was once again in the custody of these three giantess, and it was all his fault.