"No… who?" James didn't reply. Michael
just head light feet padding along the surface towards him and then a
bedraggled beard covered face popped into view below him.
"Hmm… you're in quite a pickle mate, strapped
to a giant dildo like that," he smiled impishly up at Michael. "We've
been there…"
"Where are we?" Michael asked in
terror.
"No time for that," James listened
towards the door and waved over at someone to Michael's other side. He couldn't
see who it was.
Then an equally bedraggled head appeared below on
his other side.
"Hey there," a woman spoke up to him.
"So you're the replacement then are you?" She asked. "Hmm…
Rachel has upgraded, hasn't she?"
James looked at her with a scolding
expression.
Michael noted that they were both incredibly thin
and slightly emaciated. They were lean and looked strong though. Their bodies
had been through some hardship.
They were dressed in rags… or he noticed that it
looked like shreds of giant kitchen towel.
"Okay we're going to get you down," James
lifted a giant nail file and pressed it against the side of the nylon against
the tall shaft that Michael was strapped to and he started to rub it up and
down across it.
The woman joined him and helped him with a rowing
motion.
Michael watched them straining and didn't dare
interrupt his rescue from whatever nightmare situation this was.
He saw the nylon starting to fray slightly.
"It's working… keep going…" he encouraged
them.
"Shh!" James looked up at him sharply and
continued to rub.
Suddenly there was the sound of a door closing in
the distance.
They all jerked their heads over to look at the
giant bedroom door.
"Shit she's coming!" James whispered.
"Run," he told the woman who instantly fled the scene. "We will
come back for you but don't mention anything about us. Good luck mate… sorry
it's going to be tough for a while!"
Then he also fled behind and out of Michael's
vision with the nail file.
"Wait!" Michael called over his shoulder,
but they were gone.
Then he heard the grinding sound of the bedroom
door handle turning and his head snapped back.
He watched the door handle turning slowly. His
heart was thumping in his chest. He couldn't contain his fear; his breath was
coming thick and fast.
He struggled to try and escape but he was held
firmly in place. He must be about four or five inches high. The dildo he was
strapped to was about twice his size.
The bedroom door creaked open and Michael looked on
in terror as he saw the giantess that framed the doorway.
She was good looking, shapely of body, and had a
very piercing stare about her.
She looked directly at him and then at Krish. A wry
smile appeared on her face.
She started walking towards them. Each step was a
loud thud as she approached. Her size just got bigger and bigger.
Her hips swung from side to side as she approached
them.
Michael tried struggling again, he didn't bare
think what her plans were for them.
He looked up at her face and suddenly more memories
poured into his brain.
He remembered her from last night.
He and Krish were flirting with her at the bar.