Rescue at Royals Field

The soft melody of a sparrow awakens Samina slowly. At least it would have if the sudden bounce didn't rattle her awake shooting her eyes open.

"Wha~ What's happen - Ow!" Samina moans as a wave of pain slices through her brow. Tenderly she reaches up and feels the sticky remains of blood matted into her mahogany brown hair on her left temple. "Agh, my head!" she whispers to herself, closing her eyes in a grimace. She tries to sit up, but a pulse of nausea passes over her, and she quickly decides to continue laying on her side.

Where am I? What even happened? Slowly she turns over to lie on her back, her 10 hands tall, 8 brick heavy frame splaying out on the hard wooden floor. She can feel the floor moving, and she can hear what sounds like 3 people walking nearby. After thinking for a second she realizes she must be in a cart of some kind. Slowly she again opens her golden yellow eyes to look up at the clouds. She smiles slightly as a sparrow flies past. She's always loved the look of the small birds. So pretty and graceful. It also helps that her voice is often compared to a sparrow's by her friends. After a few seconds she lifts her left hand, then her right to see the carmine color of dried blood contrasting her olive skin as it ran down her right arm.

Well, at least my arms feel ok, she thinks to herself. Slowly she runs her hands down her body checking for further wounds. Her moderate sized breasts feel fine through the linen top she is wearing, but as she moves lower she feels several bruises just below her rib cage. When she gets to her large hips, she notices a few rips and tears that line up with some painful scratches but they don't appear to be deep. Unfortunately they do continue onto her thighs, where they do get a bit worse, but again don't ever reach a serious danger. The left over rags covering her legs can barely be called pants at this point however. As she tries to reach lower though, even the slightest movement of her head shoots waves of nausea through her, and she again lies flat against the moving cart. Once the feeling has passed she feels around her neck gingerly before heading towards her pointed ears to again check for injury. Other then a strange itching sensation as she touches her neck though, she finds no more wounds.

"I must have just banged my head against a rock to get knocked out, but that doesn't explain my legs or this cart. What happened?" She muses to herself.

As she lies in the sun listening to the pleasant sounds it slowly all begins to drift back.

---

"Careful Sam," says Tulgu, "the Redsword are very sharp. How else do ya think it got its name?"

Samina watches the older Goblin as he points out the red blades of grass ahead of them. The great prairies of Royals field have numerous dangers, and she had been drawn to learning about them for the last few months. After her age-over earlier in the year, where she celebrated her ascension to adulthood, she had been hoping to find a niche for herself in the village, and the wilds of the plains had been calling to her. She had joined up with a few of the proles (young males) in the area who were also learning about the wilds under the tutelage of a seasoned hunter; Tulgu. She wasn't looking to become a hunter, nor even a scout. But he was willing to teach. Perhaps she could become an herbalist, or if nothing else at least she could just learn about some edible wild plants.

"The Redsword grow near hunting grounds. They survive on the blood of animals." Tulgu pauses for a second and sniffs the air. "Mayhaps we should leave this area. Yer not ready for a beast that fights back."

Samina nods quickly. Young Goblins learn early to trust their teachers. Why learn a lesson the hard way when its already being taught the easy way? They turn to retreat from the area, and head back to the lands surrounding her village.

A sudden hiss erupts from grass to their left! As she turns to react all she sees is a flash of dark green as a great lizard dashes out of its hiding place and stomps towards the pair! Samina lets out a small shriek as she leaps to the side, pulling her knife to defend herself.

"Flee Sam! Flee!" yells Tulgu as he takes a few valiant steps forwards the beast with his hunting spear readied.

Time seemed to slow down as the 8 foot lizard came crashing down into Tulgu. She watched in shock as the spear barely missed the mark on the animal as its claws rack into the front of Tulgu. Tulgu flails to the ground bleeding, but quickly stands pulling his own knife and retaliates as best he can against the ferocious animal! Samina is transfixed and unable to move as she watches the next few seconds, the lizard moving smoothly and striking precisely, and Tulgu stabbing wildly. Then, with a quick snap of the jaws, the lizard latches onto the throat of poor Tulgu, tearing a huge gash from him. To his credit, Tulgu manages another swipe of his knife before falling dead just a couple meters in front of her.

Fear has taken hold of her completely at this point, but the dull clunk of Tulgu's knife hitting an exposed rock jolts her to action! She starts running as fast as she can! She doesn't know what direction she's running, but she doesn't care! Away from the deadly beast is all she knows! She feels sudden cold slices of pain in her right flank after just a few seconds of running and she screams knowing her time is up! The lizard must have caught her! She hurls herself away in a desperate attempt to escape and she feels her pant leg disintegrate from being caught by the claws, throwing her off balance in the air! The last thing she sees is a large rock in the earth as she tumbles head first to the ground.

---

Another sudden jolt as the cart hits a pothole jostles Samina painfully back to the present causing her to cry out in pain.

"Oh! You are alive little one!" The voice is deep and husky. And it has an accent she's never heard before.

She feels the cart slow to a stop after a short whisper and she slowly glances forward to see if she can see the owner of the voice. Striding into view comes a giant! Twice her height and easily 6 times her weight is this enormous tanned creature! Immediately fear grips her again and she starts to cough out words at the monster!

"Whaaat, w-what, oh n-no!" She starts to once again sit up and the adrenaline has obviously helped as she scrambles to far side of the small cart. In her haste she manages to note the cart is being drawn by a large 4 legged brown animal with long hair. Cowering in the corner she holds her hands in front of her in a pitiful show of defense.

"Easy, easy little Gob. I'm not going to hurt you." The gentle nature of his voice manages to calm her a bit and she chances a look at him again through her arms. He's huge! His hairy chest is easily the size of her whole body, and his arms are nothing but muscle! Each one looks like it could crush her by itself! His head is blocky and round at the same time, like a large stone chiseled into something approximating a face. Why, the mason in charge must have been particularly inept as his ears look like they'd been chopped in half! And the hair on his great chest wasn't all that there was, for this giant had short cropped black hair all along his chin as well! At least the hair on top of his head was presentable, being cut short and tidy. Samina was slowly beginning to panic once more until she suddenly noticed his eyes. They were dark blue, but there was no malice within them.

"Are you ok? Can you understand me?" He asks. His voice is strong, but serene. It takes her a few seconds to process his words as well. He speaks so slowly compared to what she's used too. Like he had been elongating every sound; "aaaaarrrreeee... yyyyoooooouuuu... ooooohhhh kkkaaaaaaayyyy?"

"Y-yes." She finally manages to squeak out.

"Wwwwhhhhaaaaat hhhhhaaaapppeeennnneeeddd tttooo yyyyoooouuu?" He starts to say.
--------------- "I was attacked! My friend was killed by a hisser and I ran!" Samina replies in the middle of his response.
"Ooooohhhh......... Iii ddddiiiidddnnn'ttt sssseeeeeeeee" he begins to respond, before being interrupted.
------- "Did you see Tulgu? Did you kill the lizard? Where are we?"

He raises a hand and Samina once again huddles in fear. But after nothing happens she peaks out again and sees he hasn't moved further.

"Ssssslllllooooowwwwwllllyyy pppppllllleeeaaaassssseee," he manages to say before being cut off by Samina again.
------ "What do you want with me? What happened to Tulgu? WHERE ARE WE?!" Samina screams at the man.

The confused look on his face is incredibly evident as he takes a short step back from the cart. Samina immediately begins to calm down seeing she has somehow managed to intimidate this great creature, and takes a few breaths before continuing. Scratching a small itch under her chin she settles down to trying to communicate.

Over the next few minutes Samina finally manages to learn how to converse with this being. They do indeed share a language, but unlike the goblin race they can't actually speak and listen at the same time. She decides this must be why they speak so slowly, so they can take the time to comprehend everything that's been said, so she does her best to emulate this for him.

"My name is Thomas, by the way. Do you think you can walk?" He says.

"I'm Samina. I can try." As she moves slightly to attempt to stand. However, in the few minutes of calm interaction it appears the adrenaline has begun to wear off. The resulting tidal wave of pain that collides with her results in a near instant feint. The only thing she manages to register is Thomas dashing forward to catch her, and the feeling of warm strength embracing her as she falls.

---

The sound of a fire crackling is the first thing Samina notices as she begins to regain consciousness. Followed by being encased in a heavy pleasant heat. Opening her eyes she discovers that she is inside a large clay structure, with slivers of sunlight peaking in from covered windows. Numerous shelves with food stuffs line the sides of the roughly square building. On the opposite side of the single room house is a tall table with a large stool and a couple plates and bowls. Looking down she realizes she has a large blanket covering her, which is a very new experience. Her village is very poor, having only basic linens for clothing they create themselves and relying almost entirely upon fires to heat their houses made of leathers and hides. Pulling and feeling the blanket she figures this covering must be made out of some kind of magic hair. It's very warm, but also far heavier then it looks. The straw bed and pillow are familiar however, if a wee bit extravagant for her sensibilities. She remembers the last time she slept on a bed like this 6 years ago; the last time she saw her matron mother. She shakes her head to clear melancholic memories, and refocuses on the room around her.

The fire she first heard appears to be inset into a special area in the corner. She can see that a wall has been constructed that funnels the smoke upwards, and she assumes out of the house given she barely smells any soot. Quite ingenious actually, she will remember this idea. It's then she notices the wonderful smell of a stew cooking. She leans up slowly, noting that her head feels an awful lot better then last time she tried to sit up. Hanging near the fire is a metal pot and she can see steam rising from mouth. The grumble in her stomach shakes her body she's so hungry.

Looking around quickly again to see if anyone else is around, she moves to stand up. Throwing the cover off she suddenly stops in shock! She's no longer wearing her clothes, but some giant robe! No, she corrects herself as she thinks about her encounter, this is most likely a shirt that the giant Thomas has put on her. She checks her arms and legs and notices she has been cleaned up. The only marks left from the run in with the lizard are on her right leg as she can see dozens of long angry lines of skinny scabs. Touching them, they appear to have barely scratched the surface of her skin. She checks her temple as well, and can feel stitches closing a long gash above left side, easily 3 inches long. Her hunger temporarily forgotten, she lies back down.

"Well now what do I do", she thinks to herself. "Not that I've been all that useful lately anyway I guess. I wonder how long I've been away from the village now? At least a day, maybe much more. Worms! My village must think I've died too, not just Tulgu!"

A tear rolls down her cheek as she thinks about Tulgu. He had been a decent person, who had treated her just like any other prole in the village. He will be sorely missed.

Another grumble from her tummy reminds her of the wonderful smell wafting from the fire. After another quick look around she sneaks from the bed to the table, takes a bowl, and then scoops herself a bit of the meal. She sits on the bed blowing on the hot stew for a second before gobbling it down as fast as she can. It's bland, but pretty good. Mostly potatoes and some meat. She places the empty bowl on the ground beside the bed, and lays back down no longer hungry but suddenly very tired. She pulls the heavy blanket over herself again, marveling at the warmth, and closes her eyes. If this giant has gone to the trouble of saving her, feeding her, and letting her rest on his bed, then he probably doesn't mean her any harm.

After a few minutes though, she finds she can't sleep. She hadn't noticed before, but the bed has a strange feeling about it. Almost like a presence. Its actually making her neck itch again, and she wonders if she got bitten by a bug or something. She turns over onto her left side and the presence gets much stronger. Like someone has taken her and hugged her from behind. It feels like someone is tickling her breasts, and she quickly reaches to see whats there. Nothing. She wonders if this is some new development with her chest, as her breasts have been growing over the past few moons. Starting out flat, she was now quite large. Even the light red nips had been growing, as she lightly touches herself. But now the tickling turns into a tingling as she rubs her nipple through the cloth with her hand. And the tickling has started in her hips and thighs as well.

She rolls onto her back after a few seconds of rubbing her right breast with her hand. The massage isn't making the feeling disappear, but it is feeling quite good, so she figures she may as well use both hands. Her second hand though nearly takes her own breath away as she begins fondling both sides at the same time. The tickling in her hips has now spread to her womanhood, and its beginning to make her squirm. Continuing to work her breast with her left hand, she moves her right to caressing her right hip. The cuts send slivers of pain through her as her hand runs across them, but the warm touch against her skin feels intensely wonderful. A light moan escapes her as she continues to move. While passing over to her thigh, her hand gets a bit close to her opening, and the electric response of her fingers startles her for a second. Quickly, she pulls the shirt off of her to give herself better access, hurling it onto the ground beside her. Returning to her body the feeling is amplified by double as the skin of her hands massages her breast and inner thigh.

"Why does this feel so good? I've never felt something like this before! Could the stew have had something in it? Maybe the claws of the hisser? Oh~! Whatever!" She thinks to herself as she enjoys the feeling more and more.

As her hand passes her cunny again her thumb meets the top and another burst of ecstasy hits her. Immediately she shifts to rubbing her vagina directly and her whole body takes flame. Every sense she has is slowly drowned out by the bliss she feels as she rubs herself. Her squirming gets stronger and stronger until a sudden explosion erupts from her core! The energy expended forces her to lie on her back breathing heavily for a few seconds. She feels so much better in this instant, but sleep again begins calling to her, and she slowly rolls back to her left side, and quickly falls asleep beneath the warm blanket.

---

Samina awakens next as the sun is filtering in through a now uncovered window. She blinks her eyes a few times as can hear a slow barely audible rumbling in the room. Judging by the burnt out fire and light chill in the air its most likely morning already. With a lazy stretch under the blanket she yawns and sits up. As the blanket falls from her nude chest she looks around the room. It doesn't take her long to see the source of the noise, as Thomas appears to be sleeping rather loudly with his head in his arms slouched across the table. After a quick shiver from the air, Samina looks down to find the shirt has vanished, as well as the bowl. A short frown crosses her lips as she reasons Thomas must have taken it for some reason. Standing up she decides to take a look around the room a bit more closely, hopefully finding some clothing. Her head is feeling much better as she doesn't feel woozy at all, but the air is chillier then expected, so she grabs the blanket to throw over her as she walks around.

It's a nice house all things considered! The walls are thick clay and have no visible cracks. And the openings to the outside all have a leather shutter that can be tied closed. Near the door she finds a large bucket filled with clean water, and takes a few seconds to drink quickly. The door itself though won't budge when she gives it a push. Probably sealed somehow. Going towards the fire area she notes there is still a small amount of stew in the pot. Feeling the side she's happy to discover there is still a tiny bit of heat left, so she quickly moves over to the table to grab a bowl again.

"Ah, you're up and about Samina," Thomas says as she reaches behind him to grab the bowl. Quickly, she dives towards the bed with the blanket, worried she's angered the giant. "Heh heh heh, oh there's no need to worry little Gob. Did you want this," he asks holding a bowl out to her as she cowers on the bed.

After a second to make sure he's not threatening her, she slowly reaches out her hand to take it. As she does the blanket slowly falls from her shoulders, and the cold air again makes her shiver. "The stew was good last time." She finally manages, holding the empty bowl close to her.

When she finally looks up she notices that Thomas isn't looking at her, like he's turned his head to look anywhere but.

"I'm going to take some more, if that's alright."

"Yeah. Go on."

Feeling more sure of herself now, she stands up and begins to walk over to the pot once again.

"Ah, ahem, uh. I noticed to didn't like my shirt, seeing as you threw it on top of a dirty bowl last night. Forgive me, but I don't exactly have clothing in your size."

Having scooped another meal out of the pot Samina turns to see Thomas has turned a deep red color. "The shirt was OK. It just felt in the way last night," she responds with a curious look on her face. Was he embarrassed about something?

"Oh good, here, I'll get you another then." Thomas hurriedly stands up, and reaching onto one of the high shelves pulls another sizable shirt down. He looks at the shirt exclusively as he brings it over to Samina, handing it with both hands outstretched.

Samina places the bowl on the bed, then takes the shirt with quick nod and then slips the cloth over her naked body with ease. The neck hole on this shirt is larger then the last by a great deal however, and no matter how she tries to set it one shoulder is always easily exposed. After trying to set it properly a couple times, she just gives up with her left shoulder open to the air.

"That's better," Thomas says with a sigh.

"I guess I should thank you for saving me from the Hisser. I'm not sure why you would." Samina quietly says as she sits with the bowl on her lap.

"Hisser?"

"Yeah, the big thing, with sharp teeth and hard skin? The animal that had me in its claws?" As Samina says this she lifts the shirt on her right side displaying the cuts along her thigh and hip.

Again Thomas blushes and looks away before responding, "Ah, you mean a Crocolisk. No, I never saw any Crocs where I found you. You were lying face down next to a rock. It looked like you had just run through the Redsword and tripped. I had heard you scream though, which is why I had come looking. You were bleeding pretty bad, so I carried you to my cart as quickly as I could."

"Oh." Samina pauses for a second to take a bite. "So you didn't see Tulgu or a C-croc?"

"No, I never saw anything but yourself. But I didn't look to be honest."

After swallowing the bit of stew she had in her mouth, once again she feels a strange itch on her neck. Taking a second to scratch she feels around for a lump or something, but finds nothing.

"Where am I?" She asks.

"Well, right now you're at my house in the outskirts of Shephaven. I took you here after I got the bleeding stopped so you could rest. I figured it would be better then just taking you to town." Then in a whisper under his breath, "since that would just make things worse."

"What? Whats worse?" Samina questions quickly, raising her voice a little.

"Nothing, just sit, eat, and then rest some more."

Samina nods and quickly finishes the nearly cold meal. While she does Thomas moves over to the fire and sets up a small cooking pyre. Glancing up at a strange rasping noise, she notices that Thomas is using some kind of a blade with a stone to produce sparks. Sparks that quickly set the small pyre alight!

"Oh wow!" She exclaims, rushing over to see the objects in his hands. Unfortunately, the shirt she's wearing is a bit long and she steps on the front making her trip and fall into his back. She quickly pushes herself upright without noticing her left breast has fallen free from the hole of the shirt. She grabs the stone from his hand placing her right hand on his knee to reach more effectively. Looking up at Thomas who is mere inches from her face she asks, "What did you do? I saw you cut this rock and sparks came out!"

As she says this she sees a torrent of emotions wash over him. First surprise at her presence, then embarrassment as she sees his eyes flit over her chest. Followed by a quick frown and recoil after she starts speaking. Stammering, Thomas falls backward from her onto his backside. Her pivot point suddenly moving, Samina falls forward with a yelp landing half on his stomach, half on his crotch.

As she goes to right herself, she feels a strange hardness under the right side of her chest. She quickly picks herself up.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," she says. Looking down at his pants she can see a large bulge.

"Uh, nevermind!" Thomas yells suddenly, jumping to his feet. "Just, go to bed! I've got to go... do... something!"

Thomas practically runs to the door and she hears a sliding sound followed by him bursting outside. The door slowly swings shut as she looks out in wonder.

---

It takes Samina a few seconds to process what just happened. Eventually, she shakes her head and fixes her shirt. Looking down she sees the stone Thomas had been using to start the fire, so she spends a few seconds inspecting it. After using the knife nearby she tries her best to copy the actions she had seen Thomas doing, and after a few tries manages to get sparks to fly! She looks back at the fire pit to see the small pyre had already burnt itself out since it hadn't been fed once it started. A few quick movements later she has managed to start the fire on her own, and within minutes the fire is crackling nicely. That job complete, Samina sits cross legged a suitable distance from the fire and begins to take stock of her situation.

"I wonder why Thomas suddenly ran away like that? Was it something I did? When will he be back? Why would bringing me to the town make things worse? Ugh, so many questions! Well, what can I do about this? Should I sneak away? No, I don't even know where my village is." Samina grumbles a bit as she turns the options over in her head. As she sits on the floor she notices a tickle once again in her hips, but forcefully attempts to ignore it. "Well, I suppose I should at least do something to repay this giant."

After another few seconds Samina decides to clean the pot and bowls. Let no one claim she doesn't at least pull her own worth!

After completing that task Samina takes the time to inspect the door and discovers it opens perfectly smoothly now. Venturing outside she is surprised to see a large open area with a brick fence enclosing the cleared land. Directly up against the wall on the outside is the tall Greenpike grasses, acting like assailants in a siege trying to climb the parapets. The sun has risen higher since she woke up, which answers the question of whether its morning or evening allowing her to get her bearings. Looking to the east she can see a small sheltered area she assumes is a latrine, and to the west a half covered area with another bed made of hay. The rest of the area has different vegetables growing healthily in neat rows. Right beside the house proper she sees a small circular stone structure with a rope and bucket beside it. When she approaches she discovers it's a well.

Thanks to her time with her brethren she knows that plants need water to grow, so she spends the next few hours slowly sending the bucket down then pulling it back up and carrying the heavy water to splash the plants. She finishes this project around noon, wore out from the effort, and sweating a storm. After one last bucket down the well, she removes the giants shirt and pours the bucket over her head. The cool water feels wonderful washing over and through her hair and then trailing down her tired body. She lays the shirt out flat in the sun and lies down to sunbathe and dry off for a spell.

She must have fallen asleep because she awakens upon hearing a gasp coming from the edge of the clearing. Jerking upright she can see Thomas, blazing red face once again, opening a gate and leading that large brown animal into the yard. A smile on her face, she races over to greet him!

"Welcome back! I didn't know where you went or what you were doing and then I got bored so I cleaned up the dishes then found out the door could open so I explored the clearing and figured your plants were thirsty so I used that hole in the ground to pull water up and gave them all a drink but that ended up being a lot of work so I decided to take a nap in the sun!" The whole time Samina has excitedly been telling Thomas about her day she was bouncing and pointing and pantomiming her actions. Thomas, for his part, was doing his best to look away from her and grunting in response. Samina did manage to notice that he was watching her chest more then her eyes as she spoke whenever he did look at her. "You were gone for half of the day! Where did you go? Did you find anything? Did you go looking for the Croc? Oh! I nearly forgot! I learned how to make a fire the way you did! I built the little grass house like you're supposed to, then used your weird white rock with the knife to make fire!"

After waiting for Thomas to praise her efforts for another few seconds, Samina decides she's not getting anywhere. Thomas has taken the animal over to the small lean-to, and she watches as it slumps over next to the hay and begins munching contentedly. Perhaps a change in topics? "He seems to like my chest..." she thinks to herself mischievously.

Placing her hands behind her back and pushing her breasts forward she says "You don't have to be so sly about it you know. If you want to look at me you can."

Immediately Thomas jolts in his tracks. "Uhm. I... don't know what you mean." He stammers gormlessly, turning his head to look up and away at the clouds.

Samina slowly gets closer to him standing up on her tip toes. "My chest bothers you does it?" She giggles out loud after watching his face somehow turn even redder then before. Blinking quickly she stands normally and notices the large bulge in his pants again, just below her eye level. After staring at it for a moment she states, "Well, I guess I better go get your shirt then," as she skips back over to the shirt on the ground. Slipping the cloth over her head, once again the top settles with her left shoulder poking out prominently. "Better?"

"Y-yes," he finally responds, turning to face her directly. "You said you already watered the crops for me? Are you certain you're feeling well enough to be out of bed?"

Nodding enthusiastically, she responds. "Yep! My matron always used to say that getting active heals you quicker!"

"Hmph," He grunts in response. "Well, would you like to take a walk then, and see the area?"

In truth, Samina was actually pretty worn out from the work this morning. Placing a finger on her cheek and making a show of thinking for a second, Samina responds, "No, the... crops were what you called them right? They took a lot of tugging and walking and pouring and the sun was heating me up the whole time. I'm actually feeling kind of tired."

"Well, come inside then and rest in the bed. I still think you shouldn't be up and about yet anyway."

A quick nod in response, and Samina runs off to the door of the house. She tugs open the door, and dashes off to the bed jumping in and wrapping the blanket around herself quickly. Peeking out she sees Thomas walk in the door, his huge bulk frames the door completely, casting a shadow of his muscle bound arms and barrel chest on the ground. For some reason this sight sends a shiver through her. She bites her lip lightly as he closes the door, and she feels that strange tickle in her throat once again. She scratches her neck lightly, but the tickle turns into a proper itch.

"Thomas, could you look at something for me," Samina asks charmingly.

A quick look of worry shoots across his eyes as he glances towards her.

A smile springs to her lips as she realizes what Thomas must have been thinking. After a second she says, "I think a bug bit my neck. It's been itchy, but I can't feel anything."

"Oh, OK." Thomas moves over to the bed and she can feel his immense powerful hand cradle her neck. This is easily the strongest person she's ever met, and he's holding her so gently! Again, she lightly bites her lip as he leans in closer to look. His face is just a hands length away from chin.

"It should be around here," she breathily says, patting the area just above her larynx.

She suddenly feels his hand pull away. A confused and intense look in his eyes as he takes a quick step back from her.

"W-what is it!? Whats wrong?!" She grabs at her neck trying to find whats wrong, forcing the blanket to fall back. She rubs her neck all over, but everything feels ok there. "What did y~" as she starts to ask another question Thomas has pounced forward and matched his lips with hers! Forcing his tongue into her mouth she recoils in shock!

"T-Thomas! What!" Is all she manages to get out before a powerful sensation begins to build within her. Like the sensation she felt last night, but a hundred times stronger. She can feel her nipples harden, and her hips and lower regions feel like pins and needles. She doesn't understand why, but she suddenly needs to see more of Thomas's body!

Thomas had stood up and pulled his shirt and vest off already in the few seconds she had pulled away. Samina begins pulling at the belt around his waist as he reaches down to her and pulls the shirt from her body in one quick movement, even picking her up for a brief moment in the haste of the action. Shocked by the strength on display, Samina kneels in place as Thomas finishes removing his belt, dropping his pants and brandishing his gigantic pulsing cock! Samina has seen many before, clothing is mostly used outdoors in her village after all, but Thomas is impossibly large! Glancing up she sees Thomas has a burning in his eyes.

Again Thomas leans down and kisses her, but this time she doesn't pull away. As they share a passionate kiss she feels powerful hands begin to caress her sides and hips. His skin is rough, but he uses such care and delicacy in his actions. She can begin to feel a moisture from between her legs as Thomas continues to move his hands up and down her sides, back, and hips. She wraps her arms around his muscled neck, and feels herself being picked up by his hands on her rear end. He spins around, and sits on the bed still kissing her and holding her body.

"Wha-what's happening?" He whispers after finally pulling away from the kiss. "I can't stop myself!"

"Then don't," is all Samina can manage, her mind shutting down from the pleasure of feeling his hands on her.

A surprised moan escapes her lips as she suddenly feels a huge pressure on the opening between her legs. Looking down she can see his penis standing straight up, thick and rigid. Easily 3 hands long, she has a short flash of fear as she realizes what Thomas intends to do, but the fog in her mind is taking over, removing the worry as quickly as it occurred to her. Thomas once again locks lips with her, and she loses herself to the ecstasy.

The pressure grows into a pain for just a second as she feels his member finally push into her. She feels like her body is bursting from the inside as inch after inch enter her slowly. Thomas is moving deliberately, holding her body up so that he enters her with as little pain as he can manage. Finally, after around half the length of his dick is inside her she feels him reach a limit; something inside of her blocks him from going further. Her entire body burns with an electricity she's never felt before, intensifying as she feels Thomas slowly begin to pull her off of his cock. She begins to scrunch her face in worry as she wonders if Thomas has changed his mind, before pulling away from his kiss in a gasp of delight as he once again pulls her down.

"Keep going, keep going, keep going!" she yells at him. "Don't ever stop!"

Thomas continues to move her up and down slowly for almost a minute. Sweat is glistening on his forehead as he slowly leans back onto the bed. Samina can barely feel her legs as she is impaled on him over and over. In one particularly fast downward moment she loses her balance falling towards Thomas great chest. Thomas immediately switches from moving her up and down on himself to caressing her ass and back. No longer being moved herself, Samina takes the initiative and begins rocking up and down as best she can. Under her own power is somehow even better!

"Ah, Samina! You're so incredibly tight! I-I can't believe this!" Thomas huskily proclaims. "You feel amazing! Like nothing I've ever felt! Sam!"

The electricity shooting within her body is growing to a boil as she moves faster and faster upon him. She is almost positive if he weren't as strong as he is, she would fly away from the indescribable pressure with in her. Faster and faster she moves, ever quicker and quicker. His hands suddenly stop moving, and grasp her tightly against him, forcing her down as far as she can upon his enormous cock. And then, bliss. Pure, impossible, bliss as the energy within her explodes, causing her to arch her back, even managing to overpower the strength of the man beneath her. She can feel his penis filling her with something. Something hot, but she doesn't care. She's never felt more alive, more content ever in her life.

Slowly, the climax begins to fade. She can feel Thomas breathing heavily beneath her, but his hands have finally released her body. She slowly stands up letting his penis fall against his stomach, oozing a white liquid. She falls down beside him, wrapping an arm around his chest and hugs him as best she can.

"That... was the best thing I've ever felt," she whispers.

"I couldn't agree more," he responds quietly.

Samina nuzzles into his side for a few minutes. Her heart is still beating so fast! She wonders what she should do now. Should she ask about the town? Should she worry about her village? Ah, maybe this is the question she needs answered most.

"Thomas..."

"Yes Sam?"

"When... do you think we could do this again?" She asks with a happy smile on her contented face.

---

Thomas gently takes her hand off of his chest, and then stands up with a drawn out sigh. Without saying a word he walks to the door, opens it and walks outside.

Samina sits on the bed with a concerned look on her face, suddenly worried something is wrong. After a few seconds, she jumps out of bed and runs over to the door. Outside she can see Thomas has brought up a bucket of water and is washing himself off.

"What did I say?" She asks him.

Thomas appears to ignore her for another few moments before sighing again. "I..." he starts, then pauses again. "I need to do some chores. I'll be outside and in the area if you need me, but just go get some sleep Sam," he eventually finishes. Samina can hear a deep sadness in his voice as he says this, and the way he has slumped his shoulders while speaking doesn't give her much confidence. Thomas finishes with the water, and walks back to the door. Sidling by her as she stands in the doorway, he collects his clothes quietly and then exits again.

Samina watches him get dressed outside for a second before turning and going back into the room. She finds the shirt Thomas had tossed away and quickly puts it back on, this time with her right shoulder showing. "Did I do something wrong? Did I hurt him? Oh, whats happening!" she thinks to herself. She decides she should probably follow his advice, and returns to the bed to get some sleep. She is exhausted after all. As she pulls the blanket over herself again a sense of loneliness hits her, and she can't stop a tear from running past her nose. "How did I manage to break this now?" she whimpers to herself before quickly falling asleep.

---

A few hours later she awakes as she hears Thomas open the door. She rolls over in bed to see him bringing in a batch of potatoes being carried in his shirt. Quickly, she gets up smiling and runs over to help.

"Let me help you with those Rounders!" She proclaims, grabbing at them as best she can. Thomas stands up taller keeping them out of her short reach.

"Go get the pot if you want to help." He says curtly, but with a bit of a smile on his face.

Off like a shot, Samina dashes over to the cleaned pot and brings it back to Thomas. Thomas had dropped the potatoes onto the table by then, and had pulled a knife out. Cutting a few eyes out of the first potato, he then cuts it in half and places the pieces in the pot.

Enthusiastically Samina asks, "Can I do more?" While not her favorite plant, she has a big grin is on her face as usually she would only get potatoes at most once a week!

"You could get some water from the well. Not too much, just a half bucket will do."

Samina scrunches her face up in a cute expression as she thinks for a second. She's never heard of a "well" before, but since it supplies water by the bucket-full, she reasons that must be what the hole outside is called. Then with a loud and happy OK, she skips over to the door.

By the time she has managed to get the bucket of water back into the house she sees that Thomas has finished preparing the potatoes. He adds the water to the pot, then moves over to the silent fire pit and sets it on the hook.

"Sorry, but I don't have meat for the stew today. I hadn't planned on a visitor, so I was going to head to town tomorrow to do some trading."

"Rounders are fine! Though, normally we cook them on a stick."

"You said you knew how to start the fire this morning? Care to give it another go?"

Samina beams at Thomas with a huge grin when he says this. He's letting her do something that important!? Fire tending and making was always the duty of one of the other proles in her village. Quickly she sets to work building the pyre, and with hardly a misstep uses the flint to get a fire going cheerily.

"Well, that was pretty impressive! You managed that faster then I could have Sam!"

Giddy from the praise Samina cuts him off as he is speaking. "Really Thomas!? I never get to make the fire at my village, its always going anyway since Kruso takes it so seriously and he gets angry and chases people away from his stores of grass. Wow, really? This morning you made the fire faster then Kruso ever could manage but he has to use those special sticks he found. Did I really do that good?"

Thomas smiles down at her, obviously not angry about being interrupted. "Yes, yes, you did good!"

Thomas goes and sits down on the chair next to the table again while Samina just sits on the floor near the fire. They sit in silence for a few minutes, listening to the fire crackle as the Greenpike burns slowly.

Thomas coughs lightly before saying, "I'm sorry about earlier. I don't know what came over me. I never meant to force myself on you like that."

Samina turns on her butt to face him with a smile, "I actually really liked it! I've never felt anything so good in my whole life!"

Thomas has a pained expression as she says this, responding with, "It was wrong of me though. You're so small, I could have hurt you so easily! Its bad enough I have to live out here alone, I don't need more guilt on my shoulders!"

As the word wrong escapes his mouth Samina's expression instantly changes to concern and she cuts in quickly once she hears him say guilt. "Guilt? Why guilt? You're alone out here? I thought you said there was a village nearby! Doesn't that mean there more of you giants around?"

"I'm not a giant Samina, I'm just a hu~... Va~... Man." Samina can see the confusion on his face as he stumbles over the last word. Collecting his breath he continues, "I'm just human. Giants don't exist, don't let the stories fool you."

In a quiet voice Samina responds, "You're pretty big to me. And you haven't done anything to hurt me. You saved me! The croc would have eaten me up for sure if you hadn't found me. Or the Guthawks, or Burrowers maybe. If you hadn't cleaned the blood off of me who knows what could have found me!" Samina gets up and rushes over to Thomas, grabbing his leg in a tight hug.

Thomas nearly falls backward from the sudden contact, splaying his arms out and barely catching himself on the table. When Samina looks up at him his face has gone pale, and he has the look of someone who's been stabbed. She decides quickly to change her position, and clambers up onto his lap to give his huge chest a hug instead. Thomas is frozen solid as she does this, and she can hear his heart beating very quickly in his chest with her ear against him.

"Thank you Thomas." She says, squeezing him as hard as she can. After holding him for a few seconds she feels his arms wrap slowly around her. Not quite returning the hug but at least relaxing.

"I... Uh... Y-you're welcome," he stammers out.

After a snap of the fire, Samina feels Thomas pick her up and places her feet first on the floor. She notes once again that he barely seems to register her weight, carrying her like she wasn't so much as a flower puff.

As Thomas leans back again Samina begins rapidly asking questions. "We're going to your village tomorrow? What are you trading for the meat? How many more humans are there? Oh! Are there more Goblins like me? When are we leaving? How do we get there?"

"Are you always this way?"

"Why would I be some other way?"

"Mmph. Well, I'm taking the potatoes to get supplies, not just meat. And why are you saying we? Are you planning to stay here little Gob?"

The last question was said playfully, but the fervor with which Samina nods in agreement causes Thomas to crook his eyebrows.

Thomas continues, nodding slowly back at her. "I see. Hmm, and why should I let you?" Samina can tell he's trying to tease her, but he is fantastically awful at it. Samina however, has had years of practice with tricks like these.

Putting on her best scared look she stumbles backwards. "You're throwing me out! But why?! I can help make things! I gave the plants their water!" Throwing herself away from Thomas she lands dramatically on the bed and starts sobbing. "I don't even know where I am!"

"Hey now, I was just playing Sam, you can stay! Calm down!" She hears Thomas say as he scrambles to his feet. She looks up at him with a toothy grin and coy look in her eyes.

"I know. But I wanted you to say it." She closes her eyes, sticks her tongue through her pointy teeth at him and covers her ears with her hands. When she looks up at him again next she can see she really did worry him for a second. This makes her even happier knowing he's a bit naive; she's going to have fun with him, she can tell. "I'm an adult now you know, I can start my own path if I wish! Here seems like a nice place to start."

Awkwardly, Thomas composes himself then moves to check on the potatoes.

Samina and Thomas spend the next few minutes discussing minor details about their lives while Thomas prepares the meal. She learns about Bunt which is the Ox outside, and the vegetables he grows. In return she tells him about the huts they had at her village and how she was the 34th child of her mothers, and also the first daughter making her mother officially a matron. Thomas is apparently 28 years old and the oldest son from his mother, who was still not a matron last he heard, though he didn't seem to understand the significance of this. In fact, as far as he knows he is only one of 3 children his mother has had. Like Samina, Thomas hasn't seen his mother in many years. She decides not to press on this matter when she sees the clouds of bad memories darken his face, and changes the subject back to tomorrow.

"We'll leave after dawn. I can make the trip there and back in a few hours alone, but since we need to deliver the potatoes we won't arrive until noon most likely. Do you know how to find your way if we get lost?" He asks looking over at her.

"No... I don't." This question actually surprises her, as she has never actually thought about this problem before. She'd always had fellow Goblins around and had relied on them to find their way.

"OK, I will show you tomorrow."

The potatoes had finished cooking, and he brings over a few in a bowl for Samina. She quickly moves over to make room for him to sit next to her, but he instead goes back to the chair after giving her the food.

"You can sit next to me you know. I only bite things that taste good. Ouch! Ah its hot!" Samina had taken a potato and made a show of taking a big bite to emphasize her point.

A soft chuckle greats her burnt tongue. "I prefer my chair. I hate crumbs in my bed." He takes a few bites himself after cooling them a second. "Hmm, that does raise a question: where do I sleep tonight."

"In your bed. Why wouldn't you?"

"And what about you then?"

"Right next to you of course!"

She can see Thomas turning this response over in his head, and before he can object she raises her now empty bowl. "Those rounders were great! I'm going to get some water now!" She hands the bowl to Thomas and grabs the bucket as she heads outside.

She sees Thomas exit the house just as she pulls the bucket up filled with water. She offers the bucket to him first, then takes a drink when he declines.

"There is a few more hours before night. Would you like to help me load the cart with more potatoes for tomorrow?"

They spend the rest of the daylight pulling up plants and filling the cart Thomas owns. There were already more potatoes in the cart then Samina had ever seen in one place when they started, but by the time they stopped for the night there were enough to feed her entire village for a month!

"That will be enough for now. I'll go get the cover so they don't get snatched by the birds tonight." Thomas then walks off to the other side of the house.

Once again sweaty and sticky, but this time also dirty with black soil, Samina decides to once again take a quick bath. After bringing the bucket up, she removes the filthy shirt and dunks it in the water, scrubbing away as much as she can before lying it flat on the ground in the last rays of sunlight as they filter through the swaying blades of tall grass. She can hear Thomas returning and turns to see him carrying a heavy cloth towards the cart with two ropes around his shoulders.

"Could you help with this rope?" he calls over his shoulder as he walks towards the cart.

"Yep!" Samina dashes over quickly to assist.

"Ack!" Thomas drops the equipment in shock when he sees her once again nude and grabbing at the tarp. "What did you do to the shirt now?!"

"It's dirty, so I cleaned it and I'm going to get the dirt off me too. Let's get these po-poters covered up so I can get back to that."

She hears him swallow before saying, "Potatoes."

He does however manage to keep his composure enough to cover the cart and with some verbal queues called out from the opposite side, directs Samina in securing the ropes over the cart. Immediately after the last throw of the rope over the cart, she walks back over to the water and begins scrubbing herself clean. The sun by this point is low enough in the horizon to cast a silhouette of her body across the yard towards Thomas. She hears him gasp once more and turns to see him staring at her.

"My shadow is as tall as you are." She says with a snicker. "You can see what I'd look like naked if I were as tall as you."

She watches him nod and start to blush. Once again the pixie side of her takes over as she makes a show of cleaning herself for a few seconds.

"You should come wash off too. No need to get dirt in your bed. It's worse than crumbs." She says with a hint of seduction.

"I'll wait until you're done," he responds quickly before going inside to hide.

Chuckling to herself she takes her time cleaning properly. By the time she finishes the sun has sunk below the grass fully, and a cool breeze reminds her it is fall. With a quick shiver she goes inside again to the warmth of the fire. As she closes the door she turns to see Thomas staring at her again. Well, staring at her erect nipples this time.

"It's cold out." She admonishes him quickly, covering her boobs with her arm. She walks over to the fire and sits down. "Go get cleaned up!"

She holds in a laugh as he fumbles his way outside, but is surprised when he re-enters just a few seconds later with a full bucket of water.

"I prefer warm water myself." He sits the bucket down by the fire beside her, then returns to his chair. "I don't have another clean shirt for you."

Samina shakes her head. "I'm OK like this. The fire is nice." She peaks out the side of eye at him and is happy to see he's staring at her. Making a big show of it, but never turning her head Samina stretches her back and arms out. "It's starting to get colder every night already."

"Not too cold yet at least. I could sleep outside tonight quite easily."

As she finishes her teasing stretch her throat begins to itch, and she scratches it aggressively. "Bah, you never did tell me if I have a bite here!" Standing up, she walks brazenly over to Thomas with her chin held high, pointing at her neck.

"Uh, well." He starts turning his head to look at the roof again.

"Oh just look at me Thomas! Worms take your bashfulness!"

He turns slowly to look at her, eventually leaning down to once again look at her neck. She stands perfectly still as he inspects around her slowly. His hands slowly check each side, front and back, before he says, "There's nothing there Sam."

With a huge sigh Samina scratches the itching part again. "But it itches!"

By the time she's finished spouting those words she already notices that Thomas has gone incredibly stiff, his hands suddenly clenched and he's holding his breath.

Looking into his eyes she whispers, "Thomas?"

The speed he moves with scares her as he bursts into action! He grabs her by the waist with both hands, picks her up while standing himself, and kisses her forcefully!

"Thom~!" is all she manages when she pulls away before he again kisses her quickly. The hunger in his eyes is much stronger then earlier, and the passion from his actions are far more aggressive. He moves to the bed carrying her in his embrace before placing her down softly, her legs dangling off the side. When he lets go, where his hands had been sparks to life with the familiar tingling of earlier in the day. Samina isn't sure whats causing it, but she's ready for more!

Thomas removes his clothes in a flash, his huge cock standing straight as an arrow already. Samina reaches forward and grasps it with both her hands quickly before he can continue his assault, and the touch of her hands makes him pause for a minute. The tingling on her skin has already spread to her core and she feels a sudden desire to lick his large rod. The lusty gasp that escapes Thomas encourages her, so she continues with her tongue. The smell of his body is intoxicating as she licks him from base to tip. Top and bottom, she starts kissing the sides of his penis.

"Sam... It's... happening again." Thomas manages to whimper out while she pecks little kisses all over his dick. "I... I'm sorry!"

Thomas grabs the sides of her head and forces her mouth onto the end of his cock. With a cough, Samina pushes away as best she can, but his strength is too great! Luckily for her Thomas moves her head away allowing her a chance to gasp a breath of air before he once again forces her to perform fellatio. Thomas continues this back and forth motion a few more times, never forcing his dick too far, always stopping when he hits the back of her mouth. Then with a loud grunt, he throws her head backwards, forcing her to fall back against the bed. Before she can react he has grabbed her by the upper arms, holding her against the bed as he begins to lick and nibble on her left breast.

The feeling is amazing! The breast in his mouth feels like its being filled with warm electricity! Tingling and charged, his tongue plays with her nipple shooting wonderful energy straight to her head. He switches after a second to the other, causing her to cough in excitement. She giggles as the feeling fills her bosom with pleasure, cherishing the experience.

"Yes, keep doing that Thomas!"

He starts to suck powerfully after another few seconds, and the pressure causes her to let a lustful moan escape. The sucking doesn't last long however as he pulls away. She looks down just in time to watch him ram his cock into her well soaked womanhood. Pressure overflows instantly within her! His dick is so large it feels like her hips are going to break in half! This time he doesn't go slowly forcing his way up to her womb in one motion. Buried half way, she can see he still has at least a hands lengths more that doesn't fit. As he pulls away again, she flexes her muscles trying to keep him in to no avail.

"Gods Sam! You feel amazing! Better then I've ever had before!"

He begins to thrust quickly again, sending fireworks of pleasure through her body with each motion. Samina begins rubbing her breasts at the same time, sending further snippets of ecstasy into her.

"I'm getting close Sam!"

Samina attempts to wrap her legs around his powerful frame when he says this, but his strong thrusting is too much for her. Until suddenly he stops as deep as he can go. And then she can see nothing but white and hear nothing but a high pitched tone in her ears as a climax over takes her. Every part of her being feels like its floating away as the bliss wraps up around her.  She closes her eyes and just lets the magic take her away.

As she slowly regains her senses she can feel her insides have been filled again. Thomas's grunting becomes audible slowly as the ringing dissipates, and he finally releases her from his incredible grasp. Another few seconds and she feels him exit her. The liquids inside her begin to trickle out but she quickly covers herself with her left hand. She's not sure why, but she wants this within her as long as possible.

She feels Thomas collide with the bed as he practically falls down beside her. Samina quickly wraps her legs around his closest thigh and grabs him tightly.

"You're not sleeping outside tonight. You're sleeping right here next to me." She says as forcefully as she can manage.

"OK Sam. OK."

The smile on her face is bright enough to shame the sun as she hugs Thomas tightly.

---

After cuddling with Thomas for few more minutes, Samina lightly slaps his stomach. "The water might be really hot by now."

"Right, I had forgotten!" he says, getting up.

Samina watches him take the bucket outside. Listening carefully she can hear him splashing as he washes the earth off of himself.

"I wonder why he reacts this way whenever he sees me scratching that stubborn itch. It has to be connected, he's usually so caged up." Samina ponders the situation whispering to herself as she throws a few more blades of Greenpike on the fire. She finds it's sometimes useful to hear something out loud instead of hear it inside. "He enjoys it, but..."

She hears Thomas splash the last of the water over his head, interrupting her thoughts. She looks up as he comes in the door and is oddly surprised by his nude body. She's never seen him naked from further away before. His body is even more sculpted than she had figured when looking at him clothed. Every muscle is visible and is obviously very powerful. She never realized because of the volume of his hair, but when wet back she can see his neck is nearly as large as his head. Where it connects to his shoulders is a large mass of bulk, making him look far less like a barrel. There is almost no fat on him anywhere, making his body appear like some kind of animals.

"Thomas... How did you get to be the way you are?" She asks with a curious look on her face.

Thomas closes the door and from her angle she can see him push a metal bar into the wall that connects to the door, making the sliding noise she heard this morning. He then moves back to the bed and lays down as close to the wall as he can manage and pats the bed beside him. Samina takes the cue quickly, leaping in beside him. He then wraps the blanket over them both, very barely covering their bodies completely.

Thomas places his arm around her and begins to talk. "I guess, I was born this way. That's what the people in Storach told me at least. I wasn't always this big you know. When I was a kid I was probably shorter than you are. But in the summer of my 15th year I grew 11 Hands taller, and gained 60 Brick."

"What?! How?!"

"I don't know. My friends had all grown quickly like this too, but none looked anything like me by the time I stopped. They started calling me Valoren... I'm some kind of rarity I guess. But, that makes me dangerous because the city evicted my parents, kicked me out, and took my brothers away."

"What!" Samina jerks straight up in bed to stare at Thomas in the eyes. "Why would they do that?!"

"The magistrate told me it was because if I stayed, there would be a war. The other cities would be allowed to attack Storach, so if I valued the lives of the people living there I should find a tiny village to live in, and just hide away for the rest of my life." The pain in Thomas' voice is heartbreaking as he says this. "It's why I live here now, in Shephaven."

Angrily Samina bursts back. "But that's not right! You're strong, and nice! You know how to make plants grow in rows and Ox's lead carts and you found water under the ground and made a house out of clay. You should be a master by now teaching proles how to be like you not forced away because some monster called a city is going to attack you!"

Thomas chuckles heartily for a second listening to her spout off, angering Samina a bit more. He pulls her back down into his side and corrects the blanket before responding. "Ah Sam, you don't know what you're saying sadly. Come now, get some sleep, and I'll do my best to explain tomorrow OK? We have a long walk anyway, and it will be nice to be able to talk on the way."

Samina would like to keep grousing about the injustices, but Thomas laughing at her ardent response has rankled her slightly. She huffs loudly before settling into a more comfortable position deciding she should enjoy the warm body beside her instead of pressing the issue. After all, he did say he would explain tomorrow, and she intends to make him.

The fire spits and crackles at the base of the bed. After a few minutes she can hear Thomas has fallen asleep as his breathing becomes steady and regular. Even in his sleep she can hear the raw power of his chest as he breathes calmly. The ease with which he fell asleep next to her raises her spirits slightly, relaxing her nerves and she quickly falls asleep wrapped in his arm.

---