Nora is looking to spend so quality time with her little hubby to be.  But when you are dozens of feet tall it is hard not to attract attention.  Though is attention a bad thing?  (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on May 13th)

             Henry crawled to the edge of Nora’s palm. “Hey, this is my fiancé.  Get your hands off of her.”

             The young man down below laughed.  “Just because you are all the way up there doesn’t make you, her fiancé.  Someone like her would need someone over fifty feet tall.  It’s just logical.  How could she go for someone like you?” He rolled his shoulders and ran his left hand through his golden wavy hair.  “Now, if you don’t mind, the rest of us want a chance to score with this lovely giantess.”

             “I am not someone to be scored. . . ohhh, that does feel good, though.” Nora moaned as the small assembly of men rubbed her feet. “Maybe I could get you all to rub other places.”

             “Nora!”

             She blinked her eyes back into reality.  “Oh, right.  Now you can’t just. . . . just. . . ohhhhh fuck.” She gripped her free hand into a fist.  “Ohh Henry, if they are good, can’t they stick around?  Please.” She moaned. “I know it’s our special night, but I am a very big girl now.  So, I need more than just you to pleasure me now.”

             Henry crossed his arms.  “But I wanted you to myself.  We are getting married.”

             She raised him in front of her face.  “That isn’t going to change.  I just. . . . ohhh. . .”  Nora took a deep breath.  “As long as I am this big, I am going to have urges.” She shrugged.  “Or well, I would normally, but you can’t fulfill them all by your little lonesome.” She gently touched Henry on the stomach. “You will get the most important job. Don’t you worry one little bit.” She raised him up to her face and kissed him.  “You are my future husband, after all.  So, I have to spoil you.”