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Kinktober 2025

D’s Happy Place Training

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Daemysh stretched out on the cushioned sun lounger, taking some well-deserved downtime at her own resort. The tide was out, leaving a vast expanse of white sand for her guests to enjoy, although the succubus giantess, of course, had a private section just for herself. It was not that she didn’t like seeing her guests and working with her staff, but getting to be by herself from time to time was important.

Even if she was not entirely alone. The one-hundred-and-thirty-one-foot-tall giantess shifted a little, though Daemysh was far from uncomfortable. Her private section was near a beach bar with seating, where her employees were working at putting up Halloween decorations. There were the traditional pumpkins and spiders with a strong orange, green and purple theme – along with the typical black, but that didn’t always play well with the resort location – but Daemysh had to smile at one feature her guests had picked.

It was hardly terrifying to a giantess, of course: merely a treat. A succubus with red hair and a witch’s hat stirred a “cauldron” of tinies in one cut-out depiction hanging on the wooden wall of the beach bar like a “wanted” poster. A long spoon dipped into the cauldron, where tinies of all species were trying to climb out and evade their fate.

Another picture depicted a giantess emptying a bucket of tinies into her mouth, with the words “trick or treat?” written on the bucket. The giantess was no villain, no evil creature, as Daemysh had heard was sometimes spread amongst other worlds of tinies, but a goddess with platinum blonde hair and a serene expression. There was a sense of softness in her even in the still image, forever captured in a moment of artistic interpretation.

Daemysh rather liked that. Halloween was more than a ritual they’d adopted from other planets, spreading throughout galaxies as more of a festival and most certainly a feast. She was sure Saphoesa would enjoy it fully as the lamia Queen feasted in the only way she knew how: complete and utter gorging. On tinies, of course, or larger prey if Daemysh’s staff had sourced other portal divers for her. To say Saphoesa was not picky when it came to gluttony would have been a severe understatement.

She stretched out a little more, comfortable in her position, though being propped up on her boobs was not always the kind of position that was all that comfortable. A blue bikini cupped her breasts, though didn’t hide all the much. She would have gone naked if she’d felt like it that day, but Daemysh rather liked the blue. It reminded her of the bikini she had put ready for a certain blonde tiny who had called to her in ways the giantess simply could not have imagined before.

That side was still rather annoying, so the succubus pushed it from her mind, shades in place as she soaked up the rays. Of course, there was a beach umbrella set up to the side of the sun lounger if she wanted to cast herself into a more comforting shade, but everyone needed sunshine on their skin too.

Vitamin D…

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Daemysh’s lips twitched. There was a joke in there somewhere, but she was altogether too tired and warm and lazy to make it. The giantess squirmed a big, getting even more comfortable, doing no more than letting her eyes roam the expanse of sand in front of her, watching the white foam of the waves stretch up to the shoreline. Soon, the tide would turn, if it had not obeyed the pull of change only a few minutes ago, though the beach bar was set back more than far enough that the waves would not reach it, not even when the tide was particularly high. That happened a couple of times in a season.

But the giantess didn’t care about that, the logistics of how the environment affected the oasis she’d created for monster girls. The earlier times had been difficult with making sure everything ran smoothly at the resort, but Daemysh didn’t really “need” to be there anymore. She just wanted to keep her hand in the place and keep developing it – making it something more than what it was and, of course, meeting the ever-changing needed of the giantesses who frequented it.

The guests and staff, however, could not help appreciating it when Daemysh did visit, of course. There was no better sigh to see at the resort than the giantess striding imposingly through, her breasts bouncing lightly with every step while her attire did barely anything at all to contain her. Her waist tucked in before the wide flare of her hips, her glutes rounded with muscle and perky with the easy level of physical fitness she held. She may not have been as muscular as some of the giantesses, for example, who languished and relished time in the on-site weight lifting complex, but Daemysh had more than enough at her disposal to physically get her way if needed.

Even stretched out on the lounger, she was a sight to see, all of her curves perfectly on show, the round of her ass pushing up while her breasts simply could not be ignored. The shadows invited the eye to dip into her cleavage, though it was strange that the succubus girl had a blue ribbon wrapped around her neck. As it was the same colour as her chosen bikini of the day, however, it could be set aside as a fashion choice.

“Ah… Daemysh?”

Another succubus girl, one of her newer employees, smiled pleasantly at her. Most of her staff still wore bikinis or similar beachwear and the black-haired succubus was no exception. It was noticeable that she’d braided her hair in the same style as Daemysh, though the giantess was around half of Daemysh’s height. Still, she took it as flattery, even if she made no comment on it.

“Yes, Jolene?”

Daemysh pushed her sunglasses down her nose a little, eyeing the succubus girl over the top of them. She was bright-eyed, but had a more seductive charm to her too, flitting under the surface. As she learned and grew into herself, she’d see who she really was. An excellent rack never hurt to have either.

“You seem to need a replacement tiny,” Jolene offered helpfully. “Should I fetch you another?”

Daemysh blinked at her.

“Whyever would I need a replacement?”

Jolene started, her fingers twitching nervously. It looked like the giantess stopped herself from twisting her hands together in the nick of time.

“Ah… Well…” She laughed a little too lightly, higher-pitched than she could have been. “I noticed you had lain down on the tiny you arrived with. I can fetch you another from the store we have here. There was a fresh batch of divers delivered just this morning.”

“Ah…”

Daemysh’s lips twitched, but she managed to hide her own smirk. Oh, Jolene was cute. And that wasn’t something the succubus girl thought all that often about anyone else.

“No, thank you, Jolene,” she said, rather graciously for her. “That is fine. I will let you know if I need anything.”

Jolene recognised a dismissal when she heard one and nodded, heading back to work with her usual focus. Perhaps she was a little too focused, however, somewhat single-minded when Daemysh would have liked her to be more observant widely, focusing on the needs of her guests. It did not always have to be about a single task, though the succubus girl was most certainly on the right track.

Daemysh clucked her tongue gently and shook her head.

“Hm…” She looked down at her breasts, as if they had done something to offend her. “We’re going to get found out eventually… Do you know that? Hmph.”

She wriggled a little, struggling not to pout. She had to keep up the ruse as a black leash trailed down from the ribbon-collar and plunged deep into the shadow of her cleavage. The succubus girl’s eyes followed it as the leash shifted and pulled a little, drawing taunt between her collar and the unseen hand holding the other end.

“Ah…”

Daemysh shuddered, suppressing it the best she could. Even then, she didn’t want to give too much away, though just the presence of a certain “someone” between her breasts had a deliciously cool thrill shocking through her. It contrasted sharply with the ambient temperature outside, though she briefly considered heading off somewhere more private.

It was good, however, to be able to take the tiny she didn’t want to admit she rather liked out in public. That was good, to keep her with her, to keep an eye on her. Maybe she should even have swallowed her just to make sure she wasn’t enticing any giantesses for the day, for if the blonde tiny asked someone to eat her there could be no guarantee at all she’d make it back out of their stomach.

Daemysh hummed and came back to the present moment as she adjusted her weight, the leash tugging again. Oh, she knew what that meant, even if being told what to do, even if discreetly, was not something she was at all used to in a sexual context. Sure, she listened to Feiluna, but she already knew the Cambion royal’s wants and needs so intimately she could simply use her own initiative in that case. And who wouldn’t want to spend time with Feiluna?

However, she was more than content to keep her tiny dom in her happy place, squished between her boobs and tucked away from curious guests. The succubus girl rolled more of her weight down through her breasts, making sure the blonde tiny was squashed in there, though she was sure the human could barely even move. That was just the way they both wanted it, even if Daemysh had more to work out as she fished through her own feelings about the tiny. Keeping her jealously guarded and out of trouble was at least one thing Daemysh could do for her tiny dom.

“You’re a funny little thing…”

There was almost a note of affection in Daemysh’s voice, but she was sure no one was close enough to notice. None of her staff would dare speak up against her for something so silly anyway: that was reserved for times when there was actually something that needed raising at the resort. It didn’t come up that often and she took her time in relaxation, feeling the tiny shift between her boobs, though it felt like her limbs were restricted, even with the softness of the breasts encasing her completely.

Neither of them had thought about how they were going to get out of that position without exposing that Daemysh had brought her only “favourite” tiny out to the beach with her. That was a problem for later as the succubus exhaled, her breasts squishing forward as her cleavage pushed up higher still, not caring for the thoughts, truly, of anyone who saw her there.

Between her boobs, a happy, blonde tiny wriggled. She sighed contentedly, the intense restriction pressing in on her from all sides. It may not have been what every tiny in the galaxy would have wanted, but it was exactly what she wanted, to feel that all-encompassing softness restraining her from all sides. It was just a restriction placed on her through another’s body, but it simply meant so much more than that to the tiny, who still could barely believe she was lucky enough to spend time with a giantess as formidable as Daemysh.

The giantess was beautiful, glorious…dangerous. And maybe it was that very danger that brought her back to Daemysh at the resort, despite them already having “settled” the reward that had brought the tiny there in the first place. They’d found a way to relate to one another that oddly suited them both and the human smiled as she wrapped the thinner end of the leash around her hand, closing her fingers on it possessively.

Daemysh wasn’t going anywhere without her… Not for a while.