Far From Home
This was a request from "ilikepies" on FA :3
Far From Home
By Luther
The poor fellow held his hands to his head. It didn't hurt too bad but it felt like he was tossed around like a rag doll. Maybe he was. He looked down at himself. He still had two arms and two legs. He remembered that his name was Cory and it was a Tuesday, so his mind seemed to still working correctly.
He remembered taking a day trip downtown to the science expo known as NerdFest. It was basically a science fair where the prizes were corporate grants instead of gold stars and hey, with a name like that at least it was grounded enough to have a joke at itself. He remembered stepping in front of some kind of display machine that playfully advertised as being able to bend time and space. Most figured it was some kind of optics project that allowed perception of a new format or something. The presenter had complained about it not working right all day, was messing with it, shouted 'finally!', and then there was a bright flash.
And now the world was fading back into place but he was no longer in the convention hall. The laminated floor was replaced with wood. It took a moment for his brain to comprehend what it was he was seeing. The odd little platforms were in fact keys on an enormous keyboard. The wooden floor was the top of a desk and he could just see a computer mouse the size of a car on the other side.
Nothing here seemed too different than in this world, just a lot bigger.
Then he came to figure that if he was at a desk it probably had an owner. It didn't occur to him until now that simply turning his head to the right would reveal a massive figure hovering over him, just as confused as he was. The figure was seated at the desk and assumedly male, judging by the horns and goatee. Horns? Yes, it looked a like a goat! Only he was a light brown goat roughly man-shaped and dressed in a t-shirt for what might have been a heavy metal band.
"Woah, woah!" the goat boy said, having seen it move. His voice was a deep rumble at his size but still held an excited quality to it. He backed up quickly from his desk and stood from his chair in alarm. His eyes well open and as a few seconds and realization set in, his mouth hung just agape as well.
See, the odd thing here is that Cory is a human. Where Cory comes from there are no walking, talking goats. And here, where this goat lives, there are no such things as humans. It also didn't help that, to this goat, Cory was absolutely tiny. If he were around the size of a normal person then that would make Cory roughly an inch tall by the looks of it. But that was just his best guess. However, even with his sudden surprise and amid this mutual discovery between the two of them, the tiny human could see that the goat's pants were no quite made up; they were unbuttoned and unzipped with a mountainous bulge in his underwear shoving its way through.
"Wait, you're a -you're a . . ." the goat trailed off and pointed to the monitor behind Cory.
He turned and saw the monolithic thing standing in front of him like the window into another world, though he knew it was just a screen monitor. But on the monitor was a website, not unlike the sort he visited, that had arrayed on it images of nude or scantily dressed humans. It seemed that in true reversal fashion, Cory's kind was fetishized here.
Then it all made sense: a guy with an unzipped fly sitting in front of a desk with porn on the computer. Cory had interrupted something . . . or rather interrupted something that was about to happen. He was definitely in a bedroom of vast proportions and the two of them were alone.
"This has to be some kind of dream or I'm just crazy lucky!" The goat said, smiling. It looked like he regained his composure with no trouble at all. In fact he was returning to his place, though he didn't sit back down, and he didn't lose his smile. This made him seem even larger than before and Cory dared to look up at the goat the size of a building to him. His eyes scanned around the room for anything that could help and found a leather jacket on the far bed with the name "Joey" patched onto it.
Cory tried launching into an explanation: "Hey there, you must be Joey. I just was minding my own business and then something zapped me and I think I got sent to another planet and-"
"Nah, nah. You don't get to talk your way out of this one," Joey stopped him and shut him down. He stretched out a single finger, capped in keratin like a hoof, to prod the little human. Cory reached out and grabbed ahold of it in an attempt to lessen the impact and accidentally wound up clinging to it when it raised into the air, several feet to him. "Oh you're definitely real. Tell you what, I won't hurt you or anything if you . . . take off your clothes."
"Bwah- I what?" the wide-eyed little human answered meekly.
"You heard me. Take them off. You don't need them."
Cory was set back down, gentle as a giant could manage, and couldn't bring himself to make eye contact for a short while. He pondered his options and didn't come up with many. So like that he grabbed for his shirt hem and pulled it up over his head.
"No, not like that," Joey said. "Slowly."
Cory stopped a moment, not knowing how fast was too fast. Eventually he worked up the nerve to slowly pull his arms out of the arm-holes and the entire thing came off his head. He couldn't possibly miss the fact that his giant captor had slipped a hand -or was it a paw?- beneath the band of his underwear to fondle himself.
Not wanting to earn the giant's ire, Cory then turned his attention to lower places. With trepid hands he unbuttoned his shorts and could practically feel the huge anthro's eyes focusing on him and he carefully lowered them over his hips and let them fall around his ankles. He stepped from them and worked a finger under the elastic band of his own undergarment, noting that Joey's hand was moving faster now. Cory closed his eyes and slowly pulled them down to show himself, his rounded rump, and what hung between his legs.
"Not bad," Joey's voice echoed over him. "Accounting for your size, that is. I bet you're quite the pleaser where you come from."
The tiny human nodded in response, anything to appease. Now he was down to just his socks. He hoped he could keep them as some measure of security to himself but one look back up at the huge goat communicated otherwise. No, even those had to go and he pulled them off as well. So now he was left entirely in the buff, as if he couldn't be at a greater disadvantage than this, so he thought. He was about to learn differently.
"Alright," said Joey. "Now that you've shown me yours, that makes it my turn."
Joey withdrew his hand and with it came his, sliding out from them and into the open air. He pressed his crotch against the edge of the desk, a perfect height to place it right at Cory's level, and let it fall. To the goat it was maybe a dull slapping sound. To Cory it was a thunderclap that shook his feet, the rush from the displaced air overcame him and he just remained standing. Nevermind that it was only a little bigger than average to Joey and those his size, to Cory the thing was a monster out of myth, a great black serpent from fairy tale books. The beast was a number of times well over the size of his body and the damn thing was still mostly soft!
"Give it a kiss, it's happy to see you!" While the goat was grinning, his visage left no room for interpretation. He was serious.
The human plodded forward as commanded until he hit a wall of warmth and musk that was palpable. Upon getting closer he could see that, even when laying down, it was taller than he was! Pushing onward, he leaned in to the head of it which he doubt he could wrap both his arms around, and gave it a pecking kiss.
"Bah! I barely felt that. Let's try this." Despite what he said, Cory was sure he saw it surge further outward, swelling even thicker as it grew hard.
In a blur of motion it rose high over his head, cradled by Joey's enormous hand and then fell again on top of him. So quickly did it descend that he had no time to get out of the way. The world grew dark as Cory disappeared under the pillar of flesh and a tiny 'oof!'
It was far, far more than having someone his size lay on him by sheer bulk alone. The weight was not so much crushing, though -whether by an even distribution, the fact it was soft, or the goat's own mercy holding some of the heft.
"What was that?" Joey mocked not hearing, even putting his other hand up to his ear. "Is my cock hurting you?" the goat asked between snickering.
He tried to crawl out but that seemed to help nobody but Joey, who bit his lip tentatively at the wiggling feeling at the underside of his cock. It caused it to flex and flush larger, sending a wave of heat down to the helpless little guy. Cory moved further along, not knowing which direction he was going. He tried finding a vein, one of those massive things, thick as his arm and pounding the whole time as it fed and nourished Joey's still swelling shaft. He must have found the balls when the skin when from a smooth turgidity to the leathery hide of the goat's mind-bogglingly big sac. It was just when Cory was about to tire himself out, and the warmth felt like it might trap him there forever, did Joey lift it from him and cool fresh air come flooding back.
"Oh there you are!" came the giant's voice again.
Whether Joey saw it or not, Cory didn't exactly dislike this. Maybe it was the slightly smile at the edge of his lips or it could have had something to do with the raging hard on he was sporting. The big goat waited for his little human to stand back up before devising the next course of action.
He saw the colossal cock lowered to his level once more, though now even larger, engorged, pounding with a life it didn't quite have before. Pouring from the tip were beads of precum large enough for Cory to see his reflection in. Before the human knew it, he was picked up, a thumb and forefinger each holding him up under an arm. Up and over he went and the delivering hand placed him down on that behemoth of a member with legs spread, straddling it like a horse or other riding animal. Though he figured in this world horses too were much different creatures.
"Hold on tightly, now!" the command barely had time to reach his ears before his 'mount' began to move.
Joey was sitting back down in his chair and that cock of his was soon pointing upward. Such a casual thing for him but for the human, he had to hold on tightly to fight the pull of gravity. Coming to make matters worse for him were those fantastically large globs of pre, oozing along. When the flow covered his hands, he had to redouble his grip, which Joey loved, of course). When it began to cover him he had to hold his breath. Cory was just on the edge of slipping off when once again a shadow fell over him and he felt something immense impact his back, pressing him against the wall of goatcock.
It was Joey's hand, grasping his own fat dick with Cory still there, paying no heed to the little fellow trapped there, preferring it that way. The goat began to stroke himself and Cory went along for the ride! Up and down he went, body pressed against and gliding over the smooth surface. Cory caught those precious gulps of air and had ample time to do so. The goat was so careless as to let his new little toy go without, mindful enough was he. But inevitably his mind turned back to using Cory as a tool of pleasure. With his ear pressed against it, Cory could hear the mighty shaft pounding, blood coursing under the surface faster and faster as it matched the tempo of that driving paw.
Somewhere along the way Cory had came, adding his own spunk to the torrent that surrounded him. Long moments passed that seemed so much shorter to him, he had lost all measure of time but somewhere else he had grown hard again and peaked to orgasm once more, pumping yet another load into what seemed like an ocean. It wasn't long before he felt himself getting hard again. Either someone his size recovered a lot quicker or he was really enjoying this . . . or both!
Eventually he felt what was akin to an earthquake and, when he could look below, he saw Joey's legs beginning to shake in that way which every guy knows. Cory knew what was happening and held on for dear life. When he felt the hand against his backside stop moving and just hold itself there he knew. The cock beneath flared larger than it had before. He looked up and it was like he was straddling a living howitzer, feeling it rush under him and fire into the distant space high above.
Joey shot five, six, seven ropes of sticky cum onto his desk, the side of the wall, himself, and a myriad of other places before he finally calmed down and sighed with heavy breath and flushed face. He'd have to clean it all up later but he didn't care, it felt amazing as he sagged into the chair to enjoy the afterglow. Cory felt the same way, having just fired off his third to intermingle with the slick.
Once the pair of them had recovered and their needs sated for now, Joey fetched a towel for himself and a washcloth for his diminutive friend to clean up with.
"I don't know where you came from but I'm keeping you," the goat announced. "You're like an adorable little toy or pet."
Cory didn't say anything, just breathing in the musky smell of the two of them.
"Oh and by the way," Joey continued. "Welcome to Earth!"
"Earth?!" Cory exclaimed. That broke his silence. "But I come from Earth! Planet Earth in the Solar System!"
The was that moment of awkward silence that hung in the air, the kind like when you accidentally get off at the wrong bus stop or call your call out to someone you think you know but it turns out to be a stranger. At last it was the goat who spoke up.
"Ah -uh, buddy I don't think you'd traveled through space at all."