I didn't know how much time had passed. There I was, in my bed and looking around, shivering slightly as the fan above blew cold air down onto my skin. Several moments passed; maybe even minutes. As I laid under my covers, it dawned on me. It had just been a nightmare.

As I breathed slowly, I thought about how odd dreams were. At the moment, they feel so real, even if they don’t make sense. You can feel like your life is in mortal danger one second, yet when your eyes open and realize it was all just a fabricated story stitched together by your mind, you calm down in an instant. When the illusion is shattered, it loses all power over you.

Still though, my forehead was slightly soaked in perspiration. I winced and wiped a hand across my scalp, looking around the dark space. I felt simultaneously hot and freezing, probably due to my nightmare induced cold sweat. I looked at the time momentarily before deciding I'd wake up for an early morning. Maybe I'd go for a jog before sunrise? As I pulled my covers off, I noticed something between my legs.

"You almost killed that girl, you know." It was Jess, her voice annoying as ever. My thighs were clamped around her neck, choking her out.

"Would you shut up?" I told her, momentarily rolling my eyes.

I was surprised when she managed to speak again, despite her throat being scissored between my inner thighs. "You’re not allowed to touch me, and you certainly aren't allowed to kill me.."

“Please just shut the fuck up, would you?” I sneered, my thighs tightening further. At this point I didn’t even care if I went too far. Jess deserved what was coming to her.

“She’s going to punish you for this.” Jess said, in such a way that made it seem that she didn’t really care that her life was on the brink of coming to an end.

"If you say so." I replied, placing my right heel over my left shin and using the contact to tighten further. Her hand was tapping my leg as if to get me to stop. Why should I, though? As I put all my strength into the deed, I happened to look around my room when I noticed something odd.

This wasn't my room, at least not anymore. The ceiling was way too high, and my fan looked a lot larger and more industrial than I'd remembered it being. "Where, uh..." I looked back down at Jess, whose face was scrunched up and blushing pink with blood . "Where are we?"

Her look of agitation turned to one of confusion. "What, you don't know? I thought she told you about this place."

"What makes you think She told me anything?" I responded, my legs loosening a moment as I maneuvered myself around 180 degrees. My ass now rested upon her chest, and her face was a couple inches away from my crotch as I choked her out from a different angle.

"Still, isn't it obvious?" Jess sputtered before laughing a bit, despite the circumstances. I shook my head and looked around. The building was almost pitch black except for the light bleeding in from the open entrance. "Here." She continued. Lights ominously flickered on, showing the interior.

Suddenly I had a sense of Deja vu. It was some sort of gymnasium that looked vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place where I'd seen it, or if I'd been there. "What is this place?"

"The end of the line." Suddenly her hand tapping my leg grew more aggressive until she was slapping it.

"Stop." I sneered, but the smacking only got more intense. "I told you to-"

My eyes shot open and I gasped in a breath of air. "I'm up, I'm up! Would you stop?" I grunted, feeling a foot nudging my thigh. Fuck, my head hurt. I blinked several times as my eyes adjusted to the light. I wasn't used to waking up sprawled out on a cold floor.

Damnit.

Of course it had just been a stupid dream. I couldn't even remember the details, but suddenly it all seemed rather silly.

"Stop, please. I'm up, alright?" I grunted as a woman standing above me snapped her fingers. I didn't recognize her, and was rapidly sure that I'd never laid eyes on her before. It didn't take long to realize she would have been hard to forget.

Her face was feminine, despite a stern look and tight jawline. I couldn’t place it exactly, but I might even call her cute, perhaps due to the freckles that dotted her cheeks and nose. Most notably, her long braided hair was white, although clearly not of age. She must have been in her early or mid twenties. The long pearly white braids hung over one shoulder as she bent over, staring down at me.

"You're not... exactly what I was expecting." She said in a slightly deep, yet clearly feminine voice. What was that supposed to mean? She looked over her shoulder for a moment, listening to something said several yards away. I couldn't really hear what was going on outside of the immediate vicinity, and spent my energy just trying to sit up and look at my surroundings. I tilted my neck, working out a kink that had developed while passed out on the ground. I glanced around, taking in my surroundings, trying to piece together what was going on.

God damnit.

As I glanced around the gym, my back flat on the ground, my memory came flooding back. I looked around a second time, somehow hoping and praying that all the stuff with Emma and Jess had been my imagination going wild. Unfortunately, my eyes laid upon a blue haired woman. It was Jess, of course.

Fuck.

Just as I was about to sit myself up, the Freckled woman crouched down and offered a hand to help me up. Something was.... strange, but I couldn't place it. As she held her hand out, I couldn't help but feel like I was looking at some sort of optical illusion. The woman looked... big, I guess?

My eyes widened in confusion when I grabbed her hand. It wasn't an illusion. Her hand could have enveloped mine entirely. When she stood up and pulled, I felt like my arm could’ve been pulled from its socket. I almost yelped in a bit of pain from the sudden jolt, to be honest. Suddenly- before I was expecting it- I was on my feet, my vision a little blurry. I rubbed my eyes briefly and then opened them again.

What the hell.

Now that both of us were standing, I saw just how large the woman in front of me was. My face was barely above her pelvis, looking straight into her abdomen. I stumbled several steps backwards and looked up at her, although her attention seemed to be elsewhere. How the hell... How could someone be that tall? A couple years ago I’d met a few professional basketball players, and they paled in comparison to what I was witnessing now. How tall was this girl, eight foot? Nine?

It was like my body was acting on its own now, my feet trying to carry me as far away from the danger in front of me as possible. Unfortunately, as I took cautious steps backwards, my foot caught something and I tripped, falling back onto my ass, back to the floor where I’d been a few seconds prior. That seemed to grab her attention.

Her head spun towards me, fast enough for me to know she had me in her sights, but slow enough to make it clear she didn't consider me a threat. I mean... why should she? "You okay, dear?" She asked, one eyebrow raising.

I couldn't respond, I was practically petrified. Her body started to lean forwards and one step swung outwards as she began walking towards me. One step of her foot was all it took to break me out of my trance. "Y-y-yes! Yes, I'm fine." I replied finally.

"Good." She smiled, but continued to walk towards me. With each step she took, I could feel the vibrations through the ground. Fuck, I'm sure it was just my imagination, but it felt like each footfall caused a small earthquake. My heart was racing and I couldn’t help that my muscles were twitching and shivering.

"H-hey.. hey hey." I started to say, the fear inside me growing as she approached. One step after another, her lumbering body came closer and closer and closer. I was scrambling across the floor now to make way for her. I didn't want those boots landing anywhere near me.

“What are you crawling away for?” She asked. Was she playing with me, or was I just being paranoid? Given that the events earlier must have transpired, I think I had a right to be skeptical of a kind willed giant. "You might not want to move around so much when you're below me, hun."

I gulped, slowing down my movement slightly, but this still seemed to annoy her.

"Look dear, I don't want to accidentally step on you..." She said with a laugh. God, what the fuck. After a couple more steps, she was next to me. I forced myself to stay still, even though my body was telling me to spring up to my feet and sprint as fast as I could away from her.

"Oh, you thought I was serious. You know that was supposed to be a joke, don't you dear?"

She was standing still for a moment, feet to my right side and looking down at me. I was too afraid to even sit up.

"I wouldn't accidentally step on you." She giggled, putting emphasis on the word. A shiver rolled down my spine as she lift a foot and hovered it several inches above my head. She must have only held it there for a moment, but it felt like it would last an eternity.

In full panic mode, I spoke.

"P-please d-don't..." I shut my eyes as the foot began to descend, prepared for the worst.

The ground shook, originating from the left side of my head. She'd probably just taken a casual step over my face, but it felt like someone had stomped the ground next to me hard enough to... I didn't want to go down that train of thought.

She began to laugh again, apparently amused by the whole ordeal. "Oh dear, you need to loosen up! Why are you so afraid of me?"

...Did she really need me to explain that?

"Do you go around thinking everyone you meet is trying to hurt you?" She continued. She took several more steps, but I tried to pay it as little mind as I could, which turned out to be a fools errand. "Here, let's get you back on your feet."

"I- I'm fine. I can-" I didn't get to finish that sentence before I felt her huge hands slide under my shoulders and lift me into the air. Holy shit. I felt like I was a kid being lifted by their dad. The ground was at least a foot away before she placed me down. I stumbled a few steps before catching my balance and turning back towards the Amazonian woman.

I was silent for a second. If it had been anyone else, I would have told them to fuck off- that I didn't need anyone's help. But I didn't dare act aggressively towards this huge white-haired girl. "T-thank you." I stammered.

"Don't mention it." She winked. "After all..." She paused for a moment, a smile coming to her face. Fuck, I didn't think silence could be so terrifying. "...You're gonna help me with something." She finally continued. I didn't know how to feel about that. I suppose it didn't matter much how I felt about it though, since I don't think I really had much choice in the matter.

After gulping, I responded. "W-what... ehm. What is it you need me to help with?"

A grin came to the freckled woman's lips and she remained quiet for a moment. Finally, she spoke. "Oh, we'll get to that soon enough. First though-" Something touched my shoulder from behind. I spun, my heart almost beating out of my chest as I looked around. Fortunately, it was just Jess, walking up next to me and resting her elbow on my shoulder. "I see you two have gotten acquainted~ So, what do you think?"

"What do I-" I responded, flabbergasted. "I th-"

Suddenly the tall woman spoke. "She was asking me, deary." The giant woman pet my head like I was a dog. "Now, to answer your question…” She said, turning her attention to Jess. “I think she'll make do? We can always find another if she's not able to fulfill my needs." I shivered and pushed Jess' elbow away. I took a few steps to the side, my eyes darting around the large room, as if expecting to find some exit I could use to escape. I hadn't found one earlier though, why would I expect to find one now?

"Aww, dear dear." The girl spoke in a way that almost sounded caring. Her large fingers wrapped around my wrist and held me in place. "I think we're scaring her." For the briefest of moments, I thought maybe I had misjudged the girl. Maybe she didn't actually have anything nefarious in store for me.

Only a few seconds after her statement though, she bit her lip and giggled softly, holding one hand up to her mouth to stop herself. With that, any doubts I had about her intentions began to disintegrate. I didn't know what she had in mind, but I didn't want to know, and I certainly didn’t want to stay around long enough to find out. I just needed to find a way to make it out of here, and do so as quickly as I could.

"Jess tells me your name is Lexie? I think I'll just call you Lex, if that's alright." I nodded. My sister was the only person I let call me that, but I figured I could bend the rules to make an exception for this woman. "And you can call me-"

"M-mistress. I know." I said.

Her eyes narrowed and she looked annoyed, angered even. My heart practically stopped. "Two things." She said, her voice growing stern. "First. Don't interrupt me. Don't you have any manners?" She took a step closer. Fuck, with every inch she moved onto me, it felt like she grew taller. It was probably just a trick of perspective, but I felt like a fucking bug next to her.

"And second." I gulped, not sure what to expect. To my surprise, she turned her body towards Jess. "Clearly, you didn't tell me everything that happened." I shuddered, not sure whether to feel relieved or afraid. At least I wasn't in the line of fire, although I would like to avoid being collateral if at all possible.

Turning to look at Jess, I could see she was in fear. Despite hating her guts, I didn’t really blame her. "Forgive me. I didn't mean-"

"Zip it." The freckled amazon said, taking another step towards the blue haired woman. Jess was a few inches shorter than me, so the already insane size difference between her and her Mistress was only exaggerated further. The amazonian's hands reached out and coiled around Jess' shoulders. To my surprise, rather than beg for forgiveness, Jess... moaned.

"I've been a bad girl. I know." She said, before her breathing suddenly became a bit erratic. Her mouth turned into a frown and she grit her teeth as she let out a soft winces of pain. "M-mistress. I-” She let out several short breaths and grunted in a bit of anguish. “I- I apologize for-"

"For what?" The white haired woman replied. With that response, I could see Jess was in substantially more pain. Her legs shook slightly and she let out soft whimpers as her teeth clattered. Her hands clasped the tall woman's wrists, squeezing them as if to relieve the pain she was being dealt.

"F-for... for... for speaking out of line." She exhaled, fingers writhing.

"And...?"

"Th-thank you! Thank you for punishing me for my mis-mistake!" A couple seconds later, I could see the large fingers loosen before the hands vacated the small woman's equally small shoulders. Her skin was pink, and I could even see the now fading handprints left on Jess' skin. I gulped and took a single step away from the shorter girl. The pained expression on her face remained, and a single tear ran down one of her cheeks. "T-thank... thank you." She said softly, reaching a hand to one of her shoulder blades to massage it.

"I'm sorry about that." the albino haired woman spoke, looking back down at me. I swear, her gaze lasered through my head and out the back of my skull. "I don't enjoy punishing those out of line, but sometimes it must be done." Something told me that wasn't exactly the truth, but I wasn't about to imply she was lying.

"It's... It's alright, m-mistress." I replied. My entire body was jittering. I still couldn't believe this was real; I couldn't believe she could be real.

The tall woman shook her head. "No, no. Please, call me Ash." I certainly wasn't going to complain about that. "I only allow a select few the privilege to call me Mistress. Maybe, if I like you enough, I'll allow you the chance before we're done here."

I certainly hoped not.

"Here, follow me and I'll explain what it is I need from you." I shuddered and stayed still for a moment before Jess pushed my back, causing me to stumble forward awkwardly into a walk behind the behemoth of a woman filling my vision.

I did as I was told, walking behind the strolling giant. Her voluptuous back side swayed slightly with each step. Considering her ass was practically at eye level for me, it was hard not to notice.

As we cornered some equipment, I saw Emma. Somehow I had completely forgotten about her until I saw her there, slumped against a box and rocking back and forth. I paused for a moment, about to talk to her, but Jess pushed me from behind. "She's fine." The short woman said. I took a final glance at the girl I'd fought not too long ago before continuing to follow Ash.

Apart from her behavior and the lack of any words spoken between us, she at least looked fine. Sure, she had a couple small bruises here and there, but I was pretty sure those were from the sparring we'd done earlier.

Eventually I turned my attention away and back towards Ash. I would worry about helping Emma once I finished figuring out a way to help myself. Finally, Ash came to a stop, standing near the center of the mats. I gulped and awaited her command, Hoping, praying that whatever it was didn't spell complete disaster.

"So." She turned, looking down at us. The smirk that formed on her lips sent a chill down my spine. "We're going to fight.” I stood there a moment, heart pounding. I didn’t know how to respond. “After all, that's what you're here for, right?"

She chuckled. My heart sank.

"Please I... Ash." I took a step back, but Jess stopped me. I turned to look at the shorter girl, only to see her grinning wildly. "You… you can't be serious." I glanced back up at Ash. "Please, please tell me you're joking."

She took a step closer. The mat crinkled under her weight, leaving small imprints in her wake. She hadn't even bothered to take off her boots, which left small patterns of dirt where she stepped. "Aww, what's wrong?" She asked, or rather, taunted. "I should be the one that’s worried, dear. I haven’t actually done any training in all those fancy martial arts.”

Was that supposed to make me feel better?! I was a professional, but how the fuck was I supposed to use what I’d learned against someone who might as well have been twice my height?

Even if Ash had been lanky, I would probably have had a hard time competing in an arm wrestling competition with her. Instead- even though I couldn’t tell much about her body due to her baggy hoodie and pants- I could tell she had muscles that weren’t just for show under her garments. I didn’t want to imagine how quickly she’d be able to overpower me even if I somehow managed to get her into a lock.

“Ohhhh, I see. You’re worried you’ll hurt me, right?” I skipped a breath. Was she clueless? Or just mocking me? “It’s okay, I think I can take it.” She said with a wink. A fucking wink.

I took a step backwards, only to feel Jess grab my shoulder and hold me there. I wanted so badly to elbow the bitch in the face and run, but I didn’t want to find out how Ash would react to that. Even so, where the hell would I have been able to run to?

“Hmm, I can see you’re afraid.” Ash said, almost like she were documenting something from a third party perspective. “You're the experienced fighter here, so… what are you so scared of?"

Did she expect me to answer that question? I remained quiet for a moment, not sure what to say. Suddenly I received a flick in the back of the head from Jess, who seemed to be getting a kick out of all of this.

"Mistress asked you a question." She said in a quiet yet demanding voice.

"I-" My heart was thumping. "Ash... I don't know how... familiar you are with fights like this, but..."

"Go on..." She interrupted, looking bored.

I decided to just cut to the chase- to what should have been painfully obvious. "Y-you are... way too big for me to fight." As soon as I said that, I felt like an idiot. Of course the giant woman knew that any fight between us would be pointless, right? She couldn't not know that. But what else was I to say?

She exhaled and took another step closer. She was practically a foot away from me now, and I could barely even see her nose and eyes. Her mouth was completely hidden behind her enormous bust.

I’d noticed her chest was large earlier, but her hoodie hid just how impressive her set was. It was only now, looking up from underneath her, that I came to grips with the sheer mass of those things. Had she not been a freakishly tall girl, her breasts would certainly put porn actresses to shame. But at her size? It probably would have been effortless to smother someone with a single one of those heavy things.

She huffed softly, sending shivers of fear down my spine. "I know that, dear." She reached out and gently caressed my left shoulder with one hand and my neck with the other. I froze, not daring to move a muscle. I’d seen what she’d done to Jess, and I got the feeling that was all she would have needed to do to get me to tap out. I didn’t even dare gulp as my mind raced with the possibilities of what she could do with the hand around my neck.

Instead of clenching down though, her hands softly glided across my skin, squeezing ever so softly. Dare I say, even pleasurably. "You really are just so... small, next to me, aren’t you?" A bead of sweat rolled down my forehead. "...Just like everyone else." I squirmed slightly. I wasn't used to being compared to anyone other than other pros, but to Ash, there was just no way I could compete against her. To her, everyone was at her mercy. Training multiple forms of martial arts since before I was in middle school  wasn't going to change that.

“S-so we… we’re not going to fight...?” I asked, hopefully. “R-right?”

She pushed me away a bit. Not far, but enough that I could see the grin on her face. “But it’d be pretty fun to beat a professional at their own job, don’t you think? I think you’d be pretty fun to… y’know… beat up…”

I shivered and gulped as I slowly slouched backwards into Jess. I was about to speak but stopped myself, remembering how angry Ash got at me interrupting her. It didn’t seem that she obeyed her own rules, but I don’t think many people would have had the guts to call her out.

“...You know, like you did to that poor girl, Emily.”

“She means Emma.” Jess started to whisper, but Ash cut her off with a snarl.

“Shut it.” Jess sneered, stepping forward even closer, pulling my face to her abdomen. As the fabric flattened against my face, I could feel just how terrifyingly solid the woman’s core was. It was like a damn brick wall.

“So shortie, what do you think?”