Living in Brobdingnag as a Lilli isn’t easy, but some of Lilliputia’s bravest engineers have tried their best to make it as convenient as possible. The biggest problem by far was how to let Lillis travel without relying on a Brob, but the solution was actually quite simple; Trains, or subways, to be specific. Lilliputia has always been fond of their trains, and our subway was both speedy enough to keep up with Brob trains, and was protected from any malicious actors.
Of course, the Brobs had to find a way to ruin our lives eventually. It was during a street festival, the ground seemingly couldn’t handle all the people dancing and jumping around, causing most of our tracks to be buried. An unnoticeable change to them, but a disaster to us, big enough for our subway to indefinitely close.
“B79 is arriving at Platform 3. Please be careful during the train’s arrival.”
Which brings me back to today, standing on the designated Lilli-area in a Brob train station. Their brilliant solution to destroying our only form of independent travel was to allow us to use their trains. It’s a stupid and frankly dangerous idea if you ask me… but I hardly have a choice. I don’t trust my Brob co-workers enough to ask them to pick me up, and I can barely afford the transport from my stop to the office I work at.
I watch the train come to a stop, the whole thing big enough to transport every Lilliputian on the planet, as Brob passengers get ready to board the train themselves. They pay me no mind, but I appreciate that, as the last thing I need is some oversized jerk messing with me. Once the train has fully come to a halt, I walk over the extending pathway leading to the recently installed Lilli-sized door, leading directly to the dedicated Lilli seating, which is just a regular seat that they put a placard over.
Walking across the seat, I can easily see that I’m the only one here. Not surprising, seeing how the Lilli subway was never that full either, and I assume most chose to ask a Brob acquaintance for help rather than risk going in here. I can’t say I don’t envy them, I’ve already had the unfortunate discovery that the seat probably hasn’t been washed, meaning the seat smells exactly like you’d expect after who-knows how many years of people sitting on it. At least I have all the leg room I could ever wish for, you could comfortably fit an entire Lilli city on this thing, probably multiple.
My attention is taken away from the seat when I notice a shadow being cast over the seat. Looking up, I am greeted by the sight of a Brob woman. She’s probably around her forties, wider build, wearing a short yellow summer dress, and standing dangerously close to the seat while talking loudly on the phone and not paying attention to anything else.
“Hey, you can’t sit here, seat’s taken!” I try to yell up at her, but unsurprisingly get no response. Even if she wasn’t on the phone she would never be able to hear me without some device to help her.
I watch in horror as my fears turn into reality when the giantess turns her back to the seat. My body freezes in fear as her ass comes crashing down, but I know that nothing I could’ve done would have saved me. As her behind makes contact with the seat, I am pinned down beneath her skin, from what I could tell belongs to some of her buttcheek that was poking out of her dress as she sat down. It’s soft nature fortunately means less pressure on me, and I can push it off of my face for some breathing room, but that’s about it with the positives. There’s nothing I could do to make her notice me, and crawling out from underneath her would take days even if I had any clue where I needed to go. As much as I hate it, all I can do in this situation is to save my energy.
I’m forced to wait around and listen to the muffled sound of the world around me, most prominently the woman herself and the occasional train announcement. Every time something on the call makes her laugh it sends shockwaves through her entire body and only makes things even worse for me. Not to mention the constant adjustments she does, which either drag me around or cause her entire weight to slam into me once more.
The monotony is finally broken up when I hear another person approach.
“Ticket please,” a new voice says, clearly belonging to the ticket controller. There’s a brief pause during which I assume the woman has presented her ticket without hanging up her call.
“Alright, here you go. But, uh, Ma’am, you can’t sit there, that’s reserved Lilli seating,” I hear the voice say, giving me the tiniest bit of hope that I might still get out of this mess before my stop. Unfortunately, there doesn’t seem to be a reaction from the woman.
“Ma’am? I said you-”
“I heard what you said!” the woman snaps at the controller. “Look, I checked the seat before I sat down and none of those things were on there, so it’s fine. Don’t you have other people’s tickets to check?”
I am baffled at the combined audacity of blatantly lying about having checked the seat, believing that that would make it alright to take up our area, and being this rude to train staff. Though, this does play in my favor, since at this rate she will not only be asked to move, but also risk being kicked off the train outright. Oh, what sweet karma, now I just have to sit back and enjoy-
“Well, alright Ma’am, have a good day.”
All my optimism is shattered in an instant. It should not be possible for her to get away with this, but I guess it doesn’t matter if the victims are just Lillis.
The rest of the ride is more of the same, me getting more familiar with this oversized behind. We’ve long past my stop at this point and only getting further away from the area I’m familiar with. To make matters even worse, the fact that it’s a warm summer day means that she’s been sweating into the seat, making the atmosphere underneath her outright unbearable.
“Final stop: Luggnagg square. Please exit the train.”
Well, I’ve had to ride all the way to the end, but at last I will finally be free from this woman. I have no clue how far away from home I am, but I’m hoping I can just stay in the train and wait for it to be turned around in the other direction.
As the train finally comes to a halt for the final time, I await the weight lifting off my body and finally freeing me. Though, instead I begin to feel as if I’m the one being lifted, and craning my neck back confirms what I feared; I’ve become glued to this woman’s ass, probably thanks to all of the sweating she’s been doing. Before I can even try to push myself off, I see the yellow cloth of her dress passing me as she adjusts it, and as she lets it snap shut I once again become trapped against her behind. Completely exhausted, I can’t even muster an attempt to scream up at her as she leaves the train, my entire world shaking as her ass wobbles with every step. I have no idea where I’ll end up at this point, but I don’t have the energy to even worry about it, and it’s not like I can even do anything about it. So, I just continue to wait while this stranger takes me for a ride to wherever she’s going now.
Giantess World
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