Sunlight slanted through the doorway, streaming in from the
jungle outside after having somehow found a break in the green canopy of the
forest above. It cut a path through the cool dark room of a young giantesses’
home and played along the legs of the desk, bringing the otherwise unilluminated scene into a bright focus of colors. Outside birds were singing, insects buzzing, and if one listened closely, a nearby brook could be heard faintly trickling over the smooth rocks of the river bed. 

Milly lay on her bed, not quite asleep but in the restful repose of someone not far from dreamland. Her nose was full of the smell of flowers in full bloom. She had been unable to resist cutting a few Blue Bell flowers (a species native to Felarya) that she had found growing nearby to bring home and place them in a jar of water on her table.

Her eyes wandered the room lazily, lingering on the sunbeams
that floated through her home, moving over to the cage that hung above her desk
where a lone human sat watching her, then down to her own toes which she had
moved so they were just in the sunlight, somehow making her feel warm and
toasty all over.

A contented sigh escaped her as she wiggled her toes comfortably.
She had been up early to go for a walk this morning and had come across two
humans and then a niko not long after that. They had made a delightful lunch.
Of course, they had filled her up a bit more than she was used to at lunch time.
She had eaten all that on top of the two humans and one piece of fruit she’d
had for breakfast.

 Milly’s eyes wandered back to the cage with the lone human in it. There had been three humans this morning and five last night.  But two had been dinner and two had been breakfast so now there was only one. Had she known she would have found a niko and two more humans this morning she would have skipped breakfast and saved those humans for later. But it was too late for that. She would have to go hunting for humans tomorrow but that was something to worry about tomorrow. She was quite full now,  and she had resolved to take a nap this afternoon.

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Milly rolled over onto her side with her back towards the
wall and welcomed sleep. It was just as she was finally closing her eyes that
she heard rapid footsteps coming through the tranquil forest surrounding her
home.

A moment later another giantess named Elli hurtled through
the door at a speed generally reserved for a bayonet charge. This startled
Milly out of what she felt was going to be a delightful afternoon nap as well
as scaring the tiny human who had been sitting quietly in the cage above the
desk. The poor human had spent the past day and a half watching his friends, (fellow
human settlers who had come to Felarya), disappear down the throat of the giant
woman who had captured them. Despite the fact that the giantess was remarkably
polite and exceedingly beautiful, the whole experience was about as much as his
psyche could bare. The sudden and unexpected addition of another, equally
beautiful giantess to the mix was therefore extremely troubling for him. This
feeling was in no way moderated when he observed that the new redheaded
giantess was carrying a small cage not unlike the one in which he himself was
trapped. It contained about a half dozen humans.

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“Milly!” said Elli with what Milly considered unnecessary
volume. “Milly wake up. It’s only just after midday. Holy shit you will never
guess what happened!” The red headed giantess grabbed one of Milly’s sunbathed
feet and shook it, forcefully lugging Milly’s conscious back to the land of the
living.

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“What, what? Okay. Stop shaking me. There, I’m getting up.
What’s wrong Elli? Slow down and take a breath. Oh my goodness! What happened
to you?” Milly took in a breath and covered her mouth with one hand. She had
become awake enough to realize that her friend was covered in a startling
amount of dust and dirt. She also had a distressing number of scrapes on her
legs and knees, and a few cuts on her arms here and there. Her dress looked
quite dirty and was torn in places and there was even what looked like blood
stains on her sandals. Fortunately the scrapes looked mostly superficial. It
was nothing serious. Or at least it was nothing that some balm made from the
leaves of a certain local waxy plant couldn’t heal.

Elli was talking too fast for Milly to make sense of what
she was saying. She ushered Elli to a chair and had her set the cage of humans
on the table. Then she put on a kettle for tea and wet a washcloth to start
cleaning some of Elli’s more serious scrapes and cuts.

“Oh it’s the most amazing story Milly. I know you’ll never
believe it. Jora and I went on this adventure together and was truly
unbelievable. The army, the scientist that sent us back and the scientist that
brought us here. And the mage! Oh, and the war. You totally missed it Milly you
would have loved it. It was great
fun. Jora and I both ate…and you know if Jora was alright with it you would
have been to. I kept wishing you were there! I brought some food back. Half of
them are for you!” She pointed to the humans in the cage who visibly blanched
at her casual comment.

“Slow down dear. Slow down. Take a breath and start at the beginning.”

Elli did. She seemed to make a visible effort to compose herself while Milly wiped away some of the grim from the scrape on her right knee.

“You know that place down in the gully where the three large trees make a sort of clearing?”

“I certainly do,” said Milly.

Over the past month word had got around between the local
giantesses about the place. They all had made a habit of spending at least a
few hours in the general vicinity every day. There had been a lot of humans
walking through the area recently and it had made for a splendid hunting
ground. Jade, a giantess friendly to humans had been hanging around too and had
tried to protect a group of humans Milly had caught there. Milly had pointed
out that it was unfair to try and prevent the other giantesses from hunting in
the middle of the forest. Jade had eventually, though quite reluctantly, agreed.
The other giantesses honored Safe Harbor, Jade’s sanctuary for humans, while
Jade conceded that she must honor her friend’s hunting in the jungle. The
result was that Milly, Elli, Jora and the few other giantesses in Felarya had happily
devoured countless numbers of humans that tried to surreptitiously sneak
through on a path from somewhere to somewhere.

“Well Jora and I were down in the gully this morning. We
didn’t see any humans but decided to walk along what we thought was a human
trail by following some of their tiny tracks.”

“So what happened?” asked Milly. “You obviously found the
humans,” she nodded at the cage Elli had brought with her to the continued
distress of its occupants.

“Oh we did. But we found more than that."

Milly brought her friend some tea and sat down to listen to her story.

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Jora crouched behind the tree where she was hiding. The
human path she and Elli had followed into the brush had really paid off. Jora
was beginning to realize that she would have to pay more attention to human
tracks in the future. She had a feeling that tracking was a valuable aspect to
hunting that she had thus far overlooked. Finding humans could be a trying process
but if she learned how to track them by following their own footprints she might
learn to find them more easily. Also, if they ever did escape her as they
sometimes tended to do, she could track them down again and have another shot
at catching them.

 She was so darn sick of humans escaping her when she tripped over her own two feet. Okay, so maybe
Elli was right when she had called Jora “clumsy,” but Jora got so excited to
see food that in her rush to catch it she often got ahead of herself, tripped
and her food got away.

I’m getting better though, Jora congratulated herself. Not two days ago she had found a group of six little men wandering through the woods. She had eaten two and then taken
the rest back to Marya where they had split them for dinner. Marya had even complemented Jora on her hunting skills that day. The high praise had put Jora on cloud
nine. She was determined to capture some more humans today and hopefully earn
more approval from Marya.

And that looked pretty likely! Jora was eyeing what appeared
to be a tiny settlement of humans. From where she crouched she could spy
several tiny huts constructed from grass and twigs and a few small stones. They
were arranged around a small campfire pit. The humans themselves appeared to be
a mix of people. Some had the look of scientists. That hardly surprised Jora.
After all, she had once worked for a research corporation that had a lot of
interest in Feralya. It was how she had come to live here in the first place. There
were also a number of humans that were clearly soldiers, judging by their
uniforms and the way they carried themselves; backs all straight and keeping an
eye on the surroundings. No doubt they were there to keep the scientists safe
while they conducted their experiments in Felarya.

From where she hid, Jora could see that Elli was nearly in
position on the far side of the village. She was doing her best to hide her
movements from the tiny humans. The price of stealth was speed so Jora had been
left waiting behind her tree for her friend to get into position. In the mean
time all there was to do was watch the tiny humans and hope that she could fill
her little hunting cage with them before the day was over. Wouldn’t that be
something to show Marya? But for now she simply tried to stay still and not pay
attention to how her legs were beginning to cramp from all this kneeling in the
bushes behind a tree. She had been left like this for at least ten minutes now.
She knew that hunting could not be rushed but she was beginning to feel a cramp
in one leg.

“Hey Anthony, Make sure you don’t wander off too far. And be
careful,” shouted a tiny human voice, turning Jora’s attention away from her
cramping left leg.

“Okay, I’m not going far. Just going to stretch my legs a
bit,” was the response.

A human dressed like a soldier was walking away from the
camp. He didn’t look like he was being careful. He had the nonchalant air of
someone out for a morning stroll after breakfast. That was not a healthy
attidude to have in Felarya but he looked young enough and inexperienced enough
to still believe that nothing would happen to him. With any luck, thought Jora, he
will be my breakfast. He looks delicious!

There was a problem though. He was headed straight for
Jora’s tree. If he saw her he might sound an alarm. Jora tried to better
position herself behind cover and remained hidden as the human approached. He
undid his fly and began to relieve himself on the very tree behind which Jora
was hiding.

She snuck around to take a peek at him. He was young, maybe
about her age. He was definitely handsome and in the great shape that military
training renders young men. If Jora had met him when she was a human she
probably would have considered asking him out. But Jora was no long a human. She
was a giantess, the man was her food and he was making her mouth water. She
crept a bit closer, brushing some of her blonde hair that had escaped her pony
tail out of her eyes.  The man was none the wiser.

It was just as the man had finished relieving himself that
he happened to look up. Finding himself confronted by a woman that was the
better part of a hundred feet tall and easily as beautiful as any movie
actress, while his pants were down was a truly shocking occurrence to poor
Anthony. It didn’t help that the giantesses’ blue eyes were focused entirely
upon him.

Jora saw the young man look up and make eye contact with
her. Before he had the chance to speak, shout or do anything, she snatched him
up and hurriedly shoved him into her mouth. He tasted good, delicious in fact.

Jora would have liked more time to enjoy him but she had to
think about the other humans if she planned to take any back to Marya for
dinner tonight. Too bad she didn’t have time to pull his clothes off to better
enjoy his taste. He already had his pants unzipped and that would have made it
so much easier. Oh well. She swallowed the wiggling man, clothes and all, and felt
him struggle against the push of her esophagus muscles as her food slid down
her throat.

Jora once again checked her concealment. The humans in the
village seemed still unaware of her presence. The only one who knew she was
there was currently in her stomach. And he won’t be telling any of his friends
that I’m here, she thought smugly to herself.  From the feel of it her food was trying to
climb her stomach wall. Jora could have told him that was a pointless exercise for
him, although it felt delightful to Jora. Unfortunately right now she couldn’t
sit back and enjoy the sensation. But with luck she’d have a lot more people in
there soon. She could revel in the feeling of a full belly then. For now it was
time to focus on hunting.

Just at that moment, Jora heard a sharp crack-crack-crack; the
sound of a stone being applied to another stone with regular force. The three
raps were the signal she and Elli had agreed upon. Jora stood up and charged in
as Elli, dropping the stones she had hit together, stood on the far side of the
village and moved in from the other direction.

The humans in the camp froze at the sound of the three loud
cracks. Then froze again as they observed  two stunningly beautiful giantesses moving in
on them. The resulting confusion made it fairly easy for Jora and Elli to pick
up the humans, busy running every which way and trying to find cover anywhere
they thought they could. A few ran into their grass huts. Jora easily ripped
some apart, caught the tiny humans huddled within and dropped them into her
human cage. Meanwhile Elli was circling the tiny camp and picking up anyone
that managed to escape Jora. She dropped her in her own human cage,
occasionally indulging herself here and there by simply popping them straight
into her mouth and swallowing them whole.

“Please, don’t eat me,” cried the last human from the
village as Elli towered over him. Elli reached down and picked him up.

“Why not?” she challenged.

“Because I’m just eighteen,” he told her. “I’m too young to
die.”

“In Felarya no one is too young to die. I think you’ll find
that to be true for you as well.” She leaned her head back and dropped him into
her mouth. Then she swallowed him whole as he screamed for help that would
never come.

Elli looked around. “Did we get them all?” she said, asking
herself as much as Jora.

“I think so,” said Jora. At least I didn’t see anyone escape
or any fresh tracks that led away from camp. There is this one hut I haven’t
checked though. She pointed to a shelter that had somehow escaped being torn
open.  The two giant women set down their
now very full human cages and approached the shelter.  Elli ripped off the roof to see inside.

Within was a man, obviously a scientist, pointing what
looked like a remote control at them.

“I can’t kill you but I can get you away from me!” shouted
the man. Then he pressed the button.

The world disappeared in a flash of white and suddenly the two beautiful giantesses were somewhere else.

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Jora and Elli found themselves at the edge of a forest.

“What the fuck?” said Elli. “Where the hell are we?”

The scenery was now more mountainous. The trees were smaller,
human sized. In the distance they could see what looked like a human sized
castle.

“I don’t know,” said Jora.

Just then the sound of hoofs beating a regular tattoo on the
ground approached them. The two friends looked down to see a tiny horseman
gallop out of the forest on a completely white horse. Upon seeing them, he
pulled his horse up and looked at them.

“Who are you?” said the man. Are you friends?”

“Yes,” said Elli. “But not yours.” She picked him off the
horse, letting the beast go and tossing the rider into her mouth. The white horse
galloped away as Elli was rolling the man around in her mouth. She raised her
eyebrows. “Mmm. Good,” she nodded to Jora.

“Elli wait-” said Jora but it was too late. She swallowed
the tiny man whole. Jora watched the bulge that she knew was the rider move
down her throat and disappear.

“What?” asked Elli, nonplussed.

“We needed to ask him where we are! You shouldn’t have eaten him so quickly. We don’t even know if we’re still in Felarya.”

“Oh yeah. Good point I guess. But I hadn’t finished my lunch. That science guy sent us here! When I find out where ‘here’ is I’m going to get back home and make him sorry.” She balled one hand into a fist and ground it into the other, obviously frustrated.

“Well to be able to do that we will need to get some directions back home and no one is going to be able to give us any directions when they’re in your stomach,” said Jora pointedly.

“Okay, okay,” agreed Elli. “Ask first, eat later. Although that guy was really good. You should try one.”

“Maybe later. I don’t eat innocent people though. And  I don’t think we’re in Felarya anymore.”