The new days light suddenly sliced through the familiar dimness for just a moment before Nil once again slinked in and closed the door behind him. He carried himself to the bed with strides of his rainbow-patterned thighhighs and brusquely tossed himself into the mound of pillows atop it. 

He wasted little time removing his backpack and removing a single item carefully, tossing the satchel aside. Bringing his knees to his chest and leaning against the backboard, Nil held the plastic container to his nose, the deep golden pools of his eyes examining the dozen minuscule humans within intently. 

A small smile crossed his face, under any other circumstance a soft and attractive visage, but for the humans within a jarring introduction to their new owner. 

"H-hey there little humans," Nil whispered, adopting a soft demeanor as not to scare them too badly,"you really are weird little people, huh?" 

They looked somewhat like Nil's kind, but with tiny flat ears and no tails. They were much more square in their features; not one of the dozen or so in the container seemed nearly as pretty as either Fumi or himself, but they were cute enough to satisfy his request. 

Nil felt his heart thumping in his chest as he paused for a moment with his fingers on the lid of the container. It had been one thing to play with one of Fumi's cities, he hadn't really been able to appreciate them as real beings, but these humans were big enough that he could see them stagger away from his fingers as he cupped the plastic that separated them from the much larger world.

His hesitance lasted a long moment before he popped the edge of the lid open carefully, and picked out one of the humans as gently as he could. 

The little figure he chose as his first tried to duck as his fingers closed on either side of him, and Nil could swear he heard a little peep as he lifted him out. He replaced the vented lid with his free hand and placed the rest of the humans on his nightstand, covering it with a discarded sock as to have some intimacy with his chosen partner. 

Then it was just the human and Nil, who leveled his pale palm, holding the minuscule man in front of his chest and watching to see how he handled his introduction to his new owner. 

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Gene slowly removed his hands from his head and raised himself from the warm surface of the softly swaying hand beneath him. 

It was just his luck to be plucked out of their transparent prison over any of the other captives. His city had been founded inside a petri dish, one of a hundred stacked atop one another in that damnable white-haired cats room.

The giant worked his way through the stack of cities, handing some out to other giants and giantesses like himself for god-knows-what until their turn came. 
Instead of being sacrificed on the altar of lust like so many others had been, their city was offered a deal. A few hundred of them would be taken from their otherwise safe-enough petri dish city and the rest would be spared the dick, in so many words. 

It was Gene's luck that the city was so enlightened as to choose the victims by lottery, and he was called up to be taken. Taken up on the end of a giant q-tip to be scrutinized under microscope and subjected to magical experiment after experiment. 

He supposed he was lucky, and was of the later batch to be around for the spells success, rather than the ones that had ended up even smaller, or been 'accidentally' lost below the catboys desk as he worked. 

His enlarged form was set aside in another dish with a dozen others and he had experienced a long ride in total darkness within a backpack after the catboy had handed him over to this new tormentor. Now he figured his jig was up, and he was going to be eaten or miserably experimented on by this new presence. 

Yet the colossal boy, seemingly a dog or jackal if the previous had been a cat, simply stared at Gene passively. Gene almost thought his bearer was  a female for a moment, but a closer look dawned the perhaps unfortunate reality that he was a very deliberately effeminate, gracile young man. 

He was staring straight at him with golden eyes that were deeply ringed with the signs of  insufficient sleep and too much monitor gazing, and his skin was pale as alabaster.

"Nzah. Pesh vzo?" The colossus softly whispered, a gust of cinnamon scented breath blowing over him with his unintelligible words. 

Gene hesitated for a moment, this one didn't speak their language, and it sounded like a question that prompted an a thoughtful answer. 

"A-are you the same as that white-haired fellow?  You're not going to do anything regrettable are you?" He asked, failing to sound dignified.

The slender jackal ears twitched notably, and a faint, sharp-toothed smile crossed his face. Gene thought he'd either done it and bridged the gap with the alien, or really gotten himself in trouble.

"Ah, tezeke~!" The jackal chirped excitedly, a faint blush reddening his pale cheek, which he held a manicured hand against. With a flourish he extended a fingertip beside him, softly prodding the skin of his palm and sweeping against Gene with what seemed like a gentle prod, which nonetheless dropped him solidly onto his back. 

Gene coughed in surprise as the excited prodding turned him about  and plucked him up deftly. Ferried towards the jackals face and suddenly assailed with a string of unintelligible questions, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed. He could only see thin lips and the flashing of canines if he looked forward, and only narrowed golden eyes if he looked up. 

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"Ah, you can talk~!"

Nil instantly plucked up the little figure and held him closer to his face so he could hear his faint squeaks better.

"Did you talk to Fumi? He's really fun right? Do they do fun stuff on your plane?"
He could hardly resist being verbose in his excitement, he hadn't even thought about how cute their talking would be.

"I'm not sure what to talk about with a little tiny human..." 

The human seemed to just squirm impatiently and uncomfortably inbetween his fingertips.

"Erm. I didn't mean to be boring. H-here, we can play!" Nil tried to be nice and changed the subject as if he was pressed.With his free hand he deftly removed his loose t-shirt, revealing the smooth, svelte body beneath. 

Nil leaned against the mound of pillows behind him and gently placed his still adamantly protesting friend onto the soft roundel of his nipple. 

Even sprawled out as he was, the human was barely tall enough to stretch across his nipple. He seemed to lie dazed for a moment, before realizing he was on the sheer, smooth cliff of Nil's sloping chest and clung direly to the soft bump in front of him. 
Nil couldn't withhold a slight giggle, both at the humor of the little man's frantic movement and the sensation it illicited. 

"Mn, you're really desperate huh?" 

Teasing him with his words and his fingers, Nil pinched both sides of his pink nipple and gently pulled it upwards, teasing the human into it as he struggled to make headways against it. 

"Just keep doing that, ok," he instructed, suddenly standing up from his bed and walking towards his bathroom, "hold on too."

Feeling about in the dark of the bathroom he quickly found the medicine cabinet and removed a single bandaid from it's cartridge, peeling off the backing and gently placing it over his little attendant's body. 

Fitting it snugly he adhered it in place, giggling at the feeling of the tiny bodies' struggles intensifying fruitlessly against his heated skin. 

---

Gene wasn't prepared for the sudden reintroduction of gravity, and clung for his life to the bed-sized nub of the immense nipple. He pressed his face firmly into the yielding skin, scrambling for any hold he could maintain to avoid falling  to his death down the length of the jackal's body.

Even terrified half to death he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the sheer smoothness of his skin, the warmth radiating from beneath it, and the soft scent of sweat emanating from all about him. 

He almost jumped off in surprise when he felt a heavy padded surface spread across his back and wedge him tightly between it and the chest in front of him. 
He loosened his deathgrip for just a moment before feeling himself slide slightly downwards and scrambling feverishly to regain his grip.

Despite the tight binding he felt that if he were to slacken he would still slip out and fall, so he found himself constantly having to kick up the yielding surface and scrabble at it with his hands to stay astride the slowly stiffening edifice. 
He groaned in frustration, the only way he could survive was to stimulate the collossal pervert exactly as he wanted. That he was getting slightly excited against his will made him even more frustrated.

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Nil grabbed the box of bandages and strode back to his bed, settling comfortably before turning to the sock-draped container again. Without lifting the makeshift cover he pried open a corner and blindly chose another human to play with. Pinching him softly he brought this one up to inspect before his face.

This human was shorter and younger than the other, and seemed to really dislike being handled, as he flailed about and smacked at his fingertips with his tiny little hands, the little flip of his hair bobbing about as he did. 

Nil stared at him for a long moment, watching to see if he would give up in his resistance for what little good it did him. When he saw the fair-haired little figure failed to yield at all in his squirming he bore a fang in a smirk, and promptly bound him to his other nipple with another bandaid, sighing at the even more enthusiastic resistance this one put up beneath the elastic strip. 

Immediately snatching another one out of the container he took pause when he looked this human over and noticed just how soft and attractive his features were. Out of all the ones he'd been given this one looked the most like one of his own in all their beauty. 

Immediately a flush came to his cheeks, though his expression betrayed little other than slight abashedness. 

'You're really cute,' he managed to murmur softly, cupping the tiny figure as supportively as he could. 

The little human just stared up at him, clearly not understanding him but somehow seeming to gather he wasn't about to get eaten. At once he sat forward and grabbed hold of one of Nil's fingers, which was as wide as a car to him, clinging to it and returning Nil's increasingly averted gaze. 

Nil looked away and brought a fingertip to his lips. To be effected by a little human like that seemed somehow embarrassing, but he couldn't ignore the warmth spreading through his belly.

He abruptly lowered the human down to his waist, clad as it was in just a pair of shimapan which hugged his ample hips tightly. Already from beneath the fabric his arousal had stirred, stretching in a thick ridge along the line of his pelvis. 

Nil began to slowly brush the now slightly wiggling human along his fabric ensconced shaft, his trailing fingers feeling just how dampened with sweat he'd become from handling the humans he'd spent all week thinking about. 
Again and again he passed the tiny who had deigned to stir some shyness in him over this length, watching as it slowly rose against the confines of it's striped prison.