“Mmmmmm!” Claire hummed, happily kicking her legs as she savored the bite of lasagna she had just taken.
“Good?” Frida said, a huge smile creeping onto her face.
“Uh huh,” Claire said. “Cheesy goodness. You’re such a good cook!”
“Thanks,” Frida responded, finishing her own portion. She stood up, bringing her plate over to the sink in her kitchen. “And just wait until you see what I have for dessert.”
Claire squealed with joy. She finished her dinner before happily digging into the ice cream sundaes that her girlfriend had prepared, complete with graham crackers and chocolate sauce. Claire gobbled it up quickly, giggling with joy as she finished the last couple of spoonfuls.
“I still don’t understand how you manage to pack that all away,” Frida said, the corner of her mouth turning upward in a smirk.
“Hehe…you know I’ve always got room for goodies.”
Frida laughed. “Alright sugar hound…did you think about what you wanted to watch tonight?”
Claire and Frida proceeded to the living room to watch the first episode of a show that Claire was interested in seeing. Claire snuggled herself close to Frida the whole time but found it difficult to pay attention to what was happening on the screen. She was still thinking about her little secret and how she was going to break the news to Frida…and she also couldn’t shake how nervous she felt regarding how her girlfriend would react to such a revelation.
“Hmm…it was alright…I’d keep watching it,” Frida said at the end of the episode, planting a soft kiss on the top of Claire’s head. Her hand slowly stroked Claire’s side, an indication that the taller woman was beginning to get amorous with her. Claire could feel her heart pounding inside her body as she turned her head, bringing her lips to meet her girlfriend’s, tingles of pleasure rippling down her spine. Their lips parted and Claire took a deep breath.
“Um…Frida…” she started, her voice trailing away.
“Mm hmm?” Frida responded as she gently licked Claire’s sensitive ear. Claire moaned softly, closing her eyes as Frida worked her way down Claire’s neck, planting gentle kisses every inch along the way.
“Oh gosh…but…hold on…Frida…” Claire said softly. The taller woman stopped, and Claire immediately missed her tender lips against her skin. Frida raised an eyebrow, a look of concern coming onto her face.
“Is everything okay, hun?” Frida asked as she carefully studied Claire’s features.
“Hmm? Yes…oh yes, everything is fine…sorry…” she said quickly, not wanting her girlfriend to think that there was any negative reason for her interrupting their foreplay. She took another deep breath.
“It’s just…there’s something I wanted to talk about. Something important.”
Frida stared for a moment before nodding. She took Claire’s hands in hers, looking deeply into Claire’s eyes.
“Of course…tell me what is bothering me.”
Claire immediately felt her nerves rising as she swallowed and took another deep breath.
“It’s just…I wanted to tell you something. Something important. About me.”
Frida nodded. “Of course hun…you know you can tell me anything.”
Claire squeezed Frida’s hand, feeling herself growing even more nervous as she instantly forgot the carefully crafted words she had worked on all morning.
“It’s just…you know how when you meet someone and you don’t really know them all that well at first…then you get to know them better…but, you know…maybe you don’t really know them as well as you thought you did…?”
“I…I’m afraid I don’t understand,” Frida said with a look of confusion on her face.
“Oh god, I’m botching it,” Claire thought as she stood up. She began to pace back and forth as she continued.
“I’m just saying…there are things that you don’t necessarily know about me….”
Frida’s look of confusion gave way to one of concern.
“Are you in trouble? Is that it?” Frida said, her voice low and intense. Claire frantically waved her arms.
“N-no that’s not it…it’s…arg!” she cried out, pulling her hair in frustration. She ceased her pacing and turned to squarely face her girlfriend.
“I’m going to show you something…something I’ve never shown another human being. Please don’t freak out.”
Frida just raised an eyebrow, but she sat back in the chair, waiting for Claire to do whatever it was she was planning on doing. Claire took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
“Here we go.”
Like she had done so many times before, Claire released the magic that she was using to maintain her human appearance. A moment later, the world around her began to grow in size as her body slowly started to dwindle. She put out her arms, watching as the sleeves of her sweater rolled down and over her hands, her sleeves completely consuming her fingers as her arms withdrew within the soft fabric. Her sweatpants drooped, pooling around her ankles until they slowly consumed her shrinking feet moments before sagging and dropping down her diminishing hips. Claire looked over at Frida and saw that the woman’s jaw had dropped open as she stared in amazement at the changes that were occurring in her girlfriend’s body. Claire pushed the rest of the magic out of her body, squeaking just a little as her sweater dropped down around her tiny naked body as she reached her final height of six inches. She leaned forward and took a deep breath as her wings burst from her shoulders, fluttering in the air. She looked up at her now giant-sized girlfriend, seeing the shocked look on Frida’s face as Claire flexed her muscles and lifted herself up into the air.
“Please don’t be afraid,” Claire said as she fluttered over. Her voice was higher now and had a silvery pitch to it. She hovered a couple of feet away from Frida’s huge face.
“It’s still me…it’s still Claire. I’m just…not a human….” she said softly, looking into Frida’s still shocked eyes, trying her best to soften the blow.
“I…I see that….” Frida said a moment later, her voice surprisingly level given the shock she had just gone through. Frida looked at the tiny, naked, fluttering Claire from top to bottom, and something seemed to click in her mind.
“You’re a fairy?” Frida asked after another moment.
“Yes!” Claire responded, fluttering about in excitement. “Exactly! And I’m impressed you didn’t say Sprite, Brownie or Pixie!”
Frida smirked at Claire’s response. “Well, aren’t fairies the prettiest?” Frida gently put out her hand, palm up. Claire hesitated a moment, looking deep into her gigantic girlfriend’s dark eyes before flitting over and gently landing on the open palm. Claire sat down cross-legged on her girlfriend’s soft flesh. Frida responded by rubbing the edge of her finger down Claire’s tiny body.
“Ooo…” Claire cooed happily, closing her eyes as she enjoyed the touch of Frida’s finger. She couldn’t believe how well Frida was taking all of this, and she could feel her nerves beginning to dissipate with each soft stroke.
“What’s your real name?” Frida asked a moment later.
“Hmm?” Claire hummed, still practically entranced by her girlfriend’s physical attentions. “What did you say?”
“Well…Claire…that’s a very ‘human’ name isn’t it? Don’t you have a fairy name, or something like that?”
“Oh!” Claire said, blushing a little out of embarrassment. “I do actually…my real name is Clariette.”
“Clariette,” Frida said, the syllables rolling off her tongue like music, “A beautiful name for a beautiful little creature.” The tiny fairy couldn’t help but shake a bit with excitement…this was the first time her girlfriend had ever used her true name, and she had said it just perfectly. Clariette couldn’t have wished for more: Everything was going absolutely perfectly…almost too perfectly….
A small worry began to dawn on the tiny fairy…it seemed a little bit strange that Frida was adapting so well to the situation. The way she was handling her…the correct identification of her race…the perfect pronunciation of her name…Clariette could not help but feel an ounce of suspicion creeping into her mind.
“Frida,” Clariette began, looking up into her girlfriend’s gigantic eyes, “You seem to be really comfortable with this whole situation…not to mention you seem to know an awful lot about fairies for a human….”
Frida raised an eyebrow and Clariette squeaked, throwing up her hands.
“No offense of course! I still love you…I’ll always love you!”
Frida just chuckled at the tiny squeaking creature in her hand.
“I know Claire…I mean, Clariette. I just hope that doesn’t change over the next few minutes.”
Now it was Clariette’s turn to raise an eyebrow.
“What do you mean by that?” she asked in her high pitched voice.
Frida placed her hand down on the sofa cushion beside her. The tiny fairy took the cue and stepped off, staring up at her huge girlfriend as she stood up.
“Since we are sharing secrets…I think that maybe it is time that I shared mine. I wasn’t sure exactly when to do this, but you seemed to have opened the floodgates.” She stared down at the tiny, six-inch woman.
“Are you ready?”
Before Clariette could answer, Frida took a deep breath and let out a low, guttural grunt. She flexed her arms and the tiny fairy watched as the giant woman’s muscles bulged and strained against her shirt sleeves. Frida’s eyes seemed to glow with an unnatural fire as she strained and groaned, and much to Clariette’s surprise, she watched as Frida’s body seemed to expand, filling every leftover space in her already tight fitting clothes.
RIP!
Clariette gasped as she watched the fabric tear and rip as Frida’s body continued to expand, her arms and legs bursting forth from their material confines. Frida was growing larger and larger by the second, tearing through her clothes as she groaned louder, like a weightlifter trying to break the world record. Frida let out one final victorious scream before completely bursting out of her clothes, sending scraps of fabric flying in all directions. One large piece landed on Clariette, and the tiny fairy squeaked as she was knocked down by the weight.
“Here, let me help you,” came a lower, huskier but still distinctly female voice. The piece of fabric was plucked away from Clariette’s tiny body, and the tiny woman gasped as she beheld her girlfriend’s changes. Frida was standing completely naked, her head bent as she pressed up against the ceiling, now too tall to stand straight. Her skin tone had lightened slightly and had an almost purplish tone to it, the surface of which was almost silvery in places, like a sheen of ice had settled lightly upon it in places. The eight and a half foot tall Giantess stared down at the miniscule little fairy with a pair of glowing, blue/green eyes, waiting for her to finish taking in the changes that she had just witnessed.
“Frida!” Clariette said with a gasp as she stared at the absolutely titanic woman. “You’re…you’re a frost giant?!”
“Frost giant-ess,” Frida corrected with a deep chuckle. Frida’s usual and familiar smirk settled across her much larger lips.
“What’s wrong Clariette? You seem like you’re more shocked than I was!”
Clariette closed her gaping mouth and blushed a little.
“Sorry,” she squeaked with embarrassment. “It’s just…I didn’t expect this at all!”
“That makes two of us,” Frida chuckled again, her laughter filling the room. She knelt down on the ground, her huge body looming over the tiny fairy girl as Frida straightened her head, rubbing her neck.
“Ah that’s better…that’s the only problem with trying to live in these human apartments,” she said, gently massaging herself with her hand as she stared down at the tiny fairy. Clariette wasn’t really paying attention, she had suddenly found herself absolutely mystified by the two, enormous breasts that hung just above her, each one glistening with the same, snow-like sheen as they seemed to dare Clariette to try and reach them. Frida followed the tiny woman’s stare and just smirked.
“Like what you see?” Frida asked the little fairy. Clariette just nodded her head. Frida laughed.
“Well, you know you can have a taste if you want.”
Clariette had originally planned for there to be more talking and explaining and much less of her feeling horny as hell as a result of having watched her already gigantic girlfriend grow to truly epic proportions right before her very eyes. She certainly didn’t need a second invitation as she beat her wings furiously and attached herself to the massive mammary directly above her, the nipple of which was almost too big for her own mouth. Despite the sheen, it was surprisingly warm and still as soft as always. Clariette murmured happily as she placed a tiny kiss on the huge nipple, eliciting a shiver from the Giantess.
“Oh that tastes ni-iee!” Frida laughed as Clariette attached herself, licking and suckling on her girlfriend’s huge breast with all her pent up fervor.
“Holy cow that feels good,” Frida said, moaning gently as the tiny woman lapped away at her nipple. “Don’t forget the other one, little thing.”
Clariette shivered as Frida called her ‘little thing,’ nodding profusely as she fluttered over to the other breast, again attaching herself as she stared at the Giantess’s other huge nipple.
“Frida?” Clariette squeaked, looking up at her titanic girlfriend.
“Hmm? Yes, little one?” the Giantess responded. Clariette quivered again at the words.
“I never asked…is Frida your real name?”
Frida smiled broadly, gently patting the tiny fairy on the head.
“It’s Freyja,” the Giantess answered, her smile getting even more broad. Clariette just giggled.
“That makes better sense…guess we both picked human names close to our own.”
Freyja nodded before moaning again as Clariette went to work on her other nipple. Clariette darted her tongue up and down and around Freyja’s huge nipple, teasing the Giantess as much as she could, listening to the deep, satisfied sounds that her girlfriend was making.
“It feels so good,” Freyja said with satisfaction. She reached down and wrapped a pair of gigantic fingers around Clariette’s body, pulling the tiny fairy away from her. Clariette squeaked as Freyja lifted her up into the air, her tiny wings fluttering uselessly as the Giantess looked hungrily at the tiny creature caught between her fingers.
“Aww Freyja…I was just getting started,” Clariette said with a frown. The Giantess burst out laughing.
“Don’t worry you’ll get your chance…I just wanted to take a look at you…I’ve never seen you this small you know.”
The Giantess opened up her fingers, cupping her palm beneath the tiny woman’s body. Clariette’s wings fluttered as she settled down into the soft folds of Freyja’s palm.
“Brr…” Clariette said, fluttering back into the air, “It’s cold! Oh…but I’m confused…your chest was so warm….”
“I can control my body temperature,” Freyja said, clenching her hand for a moment before again presenting her palm.
“Here…try again.”
Clariette landed on Freyja’s hand and was surprised to find that it was now pleasingly warm. She smiled as she sat down, staring up into Freyja’s eyes.
“Oh my gosh…you’re so huge compared to me,” Clariette said, blushing a little as she laid back in her girlfriend’s gigantic palm. She stretched out to her full length, watching as her tiny toes didn’t make it anywhere close to the Giantess’s wrist.
“I’m not even as long as your hand!” Clariette giggled. Freyja laughed as well, bringing the fairy up to her face and planting an enormous kiss on her tiny body. Clariette squealed with joy, returning the kiss the best she could. Freyja repeated the gesture, pressing her enormous lips again to Clariette’s tiny face before slowly moving her way down her body. The tiny woman moaned as Freyja’s lips glided over her tiny chest, the ridges of her soft skin rubbing against the tiny woman’s erect and waiting nipples.
“You like that, little thing?” Freyja teased as she continued to place kisses up and down Clariette’s tiny body. The little woman writhed beneath her girlfriend’s affections, moaning deeply as she gripped the skin of her palm. She cried out as Freyja’s tongue suddenly darted out of her mouth, pushing apart Clariette’s tiny legs as she touched the tip to her sensitive area.
“Mmm,” Freyja said, puckering her lips, “What a tasty little pussy you have.”
“H-heey,” Clariette started to say only to squeak as Freyja ran her tongue over the entirety of her tiny body.
“Hmm…actually, all of you is tasty…do all fairies taste this good?”
Before Clariette could answer, Freyja resumed her assault, suckling on tiny breasts and legs as she probed Clariette’s tiny little sex. The fairy woman writhed in the Giantess’s hand, moaning deeply as waves of pleasure washed over her tiny body. Freyja flicked and licked and teased her tiny lover’s lips and clit, feeling the fairy woman building closer and closer toward climax. She pushed her tongue harder, penetrating the tiny woman with the tip of her tongue, finally driving her over the edge. Clariette bucked against Freyja’s tongue, squeaking loudly as wave after wave of orgasm wracked her tiny body. With one final loud cry, she fell backward, her chest heaving rapidly as she struggled to catch her breath. Freyja chuckled, gently closing her hand over the lower half of her tiny girlfriend to keep her warm as the little woman recovered. Clariette murmured happily, snuggling up against the folds of Freyja’s hand as she felt herself beginning to drift away into post-coital bliss. Freyja smiled, sitting back down on the sofa which groaned beneath her increased weight.
“Rest up little one…because this night is just getting started.”