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“It's just a lot to take in right now. We haven't really stopped moving for the past couple of days." Vinny griped to the federal agent standing next to him.

Vinny was used to speaking to people who were larger than him. His girlfriend… his wife rather, had always been a head and a half taller than him until recently. The anthro he was speaking to was something else entirely. It wasn't just that he was two heads taller than Vinny, it was the sheer girth of the man.

His wide mass was probably enough to get stuck in the doorway of Vinny's mixed-species apartment. The (no doubt custom-tailored) suit he wore used enough fabric to make three for an average-sized human. None of this was a surprise when one considered his species, hippopotamus, was built like a living tank. They were one of the largest non-macro species in the world, and he was here today to help a macro and her partner adjust to their new lives.

The man who had introduced himself as 'Doctor Smith' tried to comfort him. “I understand your worries Vincent, but we need her out of any highly populated areas before she grows too large. If we can't transport her ourselves then we risk causing panic if she has to walk from one side of the state to another."

An image formed in his head; a mile-tall Kiva who was stomping along the highway trying to get to her new home. Police cars were stopping to call in backup, tanks rolled down the broken streets to fire on her, and nimble jets targeted her with a rapid barrage of missiles. All of this destruction even though she hadn't tried to hurt anyone.

His daydreaming was interrupted by a heavy hand slamming into his shoulder. “I hope you trust us, son. We know what we're doing. I've been at this for years, relocated dozens of macros to stable living situations."

Vinny was pensive, looking out to the perfectly manicured lawn that held the focus of today's outing. Dozens of workers from numerous species were dressed in reflective gear, running around a colossal and naked Dire Wolf. She sat atop a wrinkled brown tarp, the kind you could buy at any basic sporting goods store. The workers were running calculations, cutting up material, and inputting data into cell phones and laptops with practiced ease.

The agent and his men had brought them out to a public park, but they had selected an area surrounded by towering red oak trees and quarantined the space by blocking all the entrances with large vehicles. Kiva didn't look embarrassed being naked in public, but she did seem uncomfortable with the tiny people swarming around her.

A tight grip on his shoulder woke him from his reverie. “Kid. Hey kid. Quit daydreaming. Focus on the here and now. What are you gonna do now that your girl is too big to do regular work? You're the man of the house, after all, you gotta find a way to make money out in the middle of nowhere."

“I thought the government was going to provide us with a monthly stipend?"

“They will, but it won't be enough to feed both of you. Even though her body doesn't need as much energy as you would think something her size would, she still eats more than a family of six large carnivores. So, you're gonna need enough to pay for both of you to eat, something to fuel the generator at the new place, and you need enough money to buy equipment to take care of her. Y'know, so she can trim her claws and hair."

Vinny was overwhelmed by the verbal checklist being rattled off in his ear. He just wished things could go back to being uncomplicated, that they could return to their comfy apartment and cuddle up on the couch with a new episode of whatever show caught their fancy. But they couldn't go back there; Kiva barely got through the doorway yesterday and the workers had already loaded all their stuff in the trucks.

“Can't we just move to a place somewhere near the suburbs with a big backyard?" He complained.

The hippo's slow drawl became a snarl as he leapt down Vinny's throat. "Kid, are you sure you're up for this? That girl's entire life is about to change, and you want to act like you can come along with her and not change anything about your life?"

Something clicked in Vinny's brain. Was he really here just to analyze Kiva, or was there another motive? Why were they talking?

“What did you say your doctorate was in?"

The predator leaned toward him, so close to Vinny that he could make out each individual hair covering his lip and ears. “I didn't."

Their staring contest was interrupted by an orange-hued fox pacing toward them. He wore the same reflective neon jacket as the other workers and barely stood taller than Vinny's chest.

“Sir, we've finished her measurements."

The doctor stood tall. “Good! Very good. How tall is she?"

The fox's eyes quickly snapped to Vinny, then went back up to his employer. “At the moment she is 30' tall."

“My goodness!" the man rumbled in a deep baritone. “She's a fast one, isn't she? I think we have to prepare for the worst."

With a nod, the lithe fox hopped back to his posse and relayed the informal order to them. Once again, the group scrambled to complete a new series of cryptic tasks. Vinny was disoriented by the speed of their teamwork.

The doctor noticed his confusion and began to explain. "You see, she's going to need some clothing before we transport her. And we want it to last as long as possible, so we don't have to keep making a new one every week. So, we have a special design that will er, 'fold-out' as she grows larger. The best part is we can use any mundane material so long as it holds up."

He gestured out toward the grounds where his crew was cutting out a bikini with…

“Shower curtains?" Vinny asked.

“Oh yes, the fabric stuff is actually very nice. It's meant to last a while in wet conditions and they're big enough to cut up into the right shape."

"Yeah, but why does it have to look so tacky?" He bit back.

The floral print looked like something his grandmother would have thrown away for being too out of date. It would not have been out of place in an antique shop or as wallpaper in an old-fashioned western saloon.

“No accounting for taste." The immense man replied. “Still, we need to be prepared. The macro gene is a chaotic force of nature. We never know if it will simply scale a person up or change them in some other way."

Vinny's brain snagged at that statement. “So, you're saying she might get bigger in... other ways?

"It's a possible side effect of the Macro gene expressing itself, among other things."

Vinny gave the man a perplexed look. "So, some macros are um, very large downstairs?"

The man chuckled. "Yes, but what's the point of a tool that large if you can't even use it?"

"Well maybe if you got curious and wanted to see if you could flood a swimming pool..." Vinny's voice trailed off after realizing the implications of his statement.

Suddenly the anthro let out a deep laugh that was loud enough to make him jump. He turned and gave the shorter man an inquisitive look. "You're not planning on swimming in anything she makes, are you?"

Heat sprang from his cheeks as he turned his head away from the boisterous man and saw the man's team all staring up at them. Worse was his now gigantic partner giving him a lecherous stare from her seated position. Chin resting on her hand, she gave him a knowing wink and waved at the two with her free arm.

Vinny sighed. "Ah hell..."

A brief silence fell over the park but was disrupted by another question from the hippopotamus. "What are you going to do if she gets too big?" The predator bore a hole through Vinny with his eyes.

"I hadn't really thought of that. I mean how big will she get?"

"We don't know. That's the problem with macros: we never know how big they'll get. Now don't think I haven't noticed how close you two are. You must have a very physical relationship based on those marks on your neck, so what are you gonna do when she gets too big for physical contact?"

Vinny cringed. He was used to Kiva getting rough during their lovemaking sessions, but the last session in the pool had been something else entirely. They hadn't realized it at the time, but she really had pushed Vinny too far during that session. Even now, days later, he felt the creak and ache of his bones that had not fully healed.

“I suppose you two will just have to figure that out together. I've seen what happens to macros with no social support, you know. The ones who don't have friends or family to stay with them just sort of give up. It's like a kind of depression that can pop up in even the most well-adjusted person before they grow."

That left Vinny silent. Would Kiva just give up like that without him?

“It reminds me of histories largest recorded macro, you ever hear about that one?"

Vinny simply shook his head. Macros were rare enough that you had to be “in the know" to learn any specific details about them. The average person only learned about them on the news during a census or if they destroyed a building.

“It happened in this very country" the man continued. “Mus musculus, the most common mouse species in the nation. Once we learned he was growing we set him up in a nice, wooded area outside of civilization, much like the one you two are going to get. Only problem is, mice have a terrible fear of anything much larger than themselves. Even brave mice get paranoid around someone your size."

Recognition dawned on Vinny's face. He could see where this was going, and he didn't like it.

“Of course, his family of a dozen or so didn't want to move for his sake when they all thought he would squish them. So, he spends a couple of months isolated in the woods with nobody for company. The government couldn't afford to have someone with him 24/7 thanks to an ongoing war, and they didn't want to field him in the war due to politics and the hassle of it. He keeps growing and growing until one day he reaches half a kilometer and just stops eating. No movement, no noise, nothing. He just gave up and withered away."

Half-a-kilometer. He didn't even know a living creature could be that large. Would they even be able to speak to someone down on Earth? Vinny's somber mood only got worse when he turned his head out to the field and observed his wife pleasantly mingling with the tiny staff surrounding her.

The work crew had finally finished making Kiva's new outfit. Standing far above every living creature there, Kiva was dressed in a two-piece floral print bikini. Instead of a fabric-based string, the whole outfit was being tied together with large ropes. Probably so they could just add more later if she got bigger.

The hippo began walking toward the large semi-truck that was parked a dozen feet away. “Alright everyone," he shouted with his booming voice “time to pack it up. You two get in the back of the truck. We'll take a break and stretch our legs after we get out of town."

Vinny observed the statuesque Dire Wolf as she strode toward the truck. Her lengthy legs only needed one step where others took dozens. Catching up to the surprisingly agile doctor, he wondered if his life would ever reach a new 'normal'. The flipping feeling in his stomach still hadn't gone away, and if things kept going the way they were it would probably never leave him.

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The rumbling of wheels on the highway produced a constant droning that slipped into the background. Above her head toward the front of the metal coffin, an air conditioning unit let out a low hum as it chilled the metallic surfaces she laid on. The only sound she had control over was the push and pull of her own breathing echoing inside the semi-trailer she lay in. Kiva began to stretch her whole body out until her hands and feet scraped against both ends of her container, finally reclining on her side with her back firmly pressed against a steel wall.

Below her, a small man sat close to her face with his back against the opposite wall. From her perspective, he looked like a fancy doll you would buy for a child at a toy store. At his current size, he would probably only come up to her knee at best. The man was temporarily distracted by her movements and stared at her monumental body while she shifted around. Kiva spoke to get his attention. “That can't be- “

She cut her voice short when the acoustics of the trailer reverberated it much louder than either of them expected. The man visibly cringed and put his hands to his ears in a clear sign of pain.

“I'm so sorry" she carefully whispered. “I knew that I'd get louder, but I didn't think it would be that loud in here."

Slowly taking his hands off his ears, Vinny looked up into her eyes. “That's okay. I think we're gonna be learning a lot of new things this week."

The massive Dire Wolf tilted her head toward the nervous man. “Vinny, what if I never stop growing? I'm already too big to fit inside a building comfortably. I'm going to have to sleep outside on the ground like an animal, and I can't use a computer or phone. I know you'll do those things for me but…" Her whispering trailed off.

Rising onto unsteady feet, the human stumbled over to the enormous creature's nose and gave it a full-body hug for support. "Yeah, it is kinda scary, isn't it? I'm pretty scared too. This isn't something we can come back from. Our old lives are basically dead. But I don't think you'll keep growing forever, there's gotta be a limit, right?"

Kiva noticed his voice hitch at the end of his consoling. She watched her hot breath wash over him and lift his shirt. “You promise that you'll stay with me?"

“Of course, Kiva. I owe you that much at least."

This placated the giantess. “Good."

A lull fell over the truck. “What if I never stop growing?" She thought. “It wouldn't be that bad to be 50' tall but if I got too big to even touch him…"

Her brooding was interrupted by a shifting body lifting off her nose. “Hey so why is it that humans never go macro? Why is it always Anthros?

Kiva was momentarily perplexed. She had never thought about that. "Well, I think it's kinda fair Anthros get something unique. I mean humans get all the cool stuff."

“In what way? Humans are the minority on this planet!"

“No, they're the largest single species at 40%. That's huge compared to everyone else. And don't give me that crap about Anthros 'ganging up' on the humans!"

The following discussion lasted over a half-hour. Vinny stayed on his feet the entire time even though they were in a large moving vehicle, and Kiva's voice got louder as they became accustomed to the noise she created. The topic of discussion had shifted so many times an outsider had no hope of keeping track.

Vinny was throwing his hands in the air while speaking as if the movements would convince her. "I'm telling you; Smurf's don't lay eggs! The female has breasts! That means they're mammals and they don't lay eggs!"

The giant Wolf grilled her partner. “First of all, some mammals lay eggs. You would know this if you paid attention in high school biology! Secondly, Smurfette is unique and was created by Gargamel as a weapon. Papa Smurf made her real later which means that sexual dimorphism doesn't mean much. Therefore, all Smurfs must be capable of laying eggs!" The final jab came out louder than she intended and echoed violently across the container.

Vinny rapidly covered his ears and hunkered down as if a bomb went off. After a moment, he slowly stood up and gave Kiva a look of fear. The fear quickly turned to amusement as he began to laugh at her antics. The fear may have left him, but for Kiva it was still very real. She made to cup him in her massive paws and shifted her weight until she lay flat on her back, taking up the entire width of the trailer. “I'm so sorry honey, I forgot how loud I've gotten! I promise I won't yell anymore." The pleading came out of her as a sharp whisper.

“It's okay, we're still getting used to this. You're going to make mistakes."

Kiva held the man aloft in her hands, holding him above her like she was reading a book in bed. “But these aren't the kind of mistakes I can afford to make. I'm very dangerous now. If I do something to hurt you, it won't just be a broken bone or a big bite mark on your neck. I might actually… I could really- “

Before she could finish her thought, the doll-sized man jumped in. "You won't. I know you won't. That's what all of this stuff is for. We'll practice every single day to make sure you don't hurt anyone."

That may have helped her feel better if he weren't the one she would have to practice with every single day. The thought of losing him over a simple mistake was too much for her to think about. Kiva lowered her partner down to her chest and embraced him.

She tucked the miniature man between her breasts, the handmade bra pushing them together so firmly that he had no means of escape. Vinny adjusted himself until he was comfortable and commented on his position. “You couldn't resist shoving me down here could you?"

“I knew you would like it. And don't pretend you don't you pervert."

“Yeah, okay." Vinny twisted on his side and closed his eyes. “You're so damn warm. And your heartbeat is so loud. I could get used to sleeping here instead of a bed."

“You used to sleep on top of me before. No reason to stop now."

Silently agreeing with her, he began to doze off between her ample hills of flesh. Kiva reflected on their relationship and deeply hoped that it would not change too drastically in the coming months. Feeling the truck turn off the road, she noted the tires were making a different, more crunchy sound. Most likely they were now driving on a dirt road toward their new life. She only wished she could see where the road led.

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It was tough getting used to living in the middle of nowhere. Having grown up in suburbs of all kinds his entire life, Vinny felt like a tourist going for a hike rather than a man forced to live off the grid with his wife. It didn't help that the accommodations were very high tech for being so far away from civilization. The small one-floor cabin ran off a generator and had luxuries like a waterfall shower meant for large Anthros, a computer with internet, air conditioning, heating, and a wood pellet stove that could run with or without electricity.

The old noises of city life had been replaced by an unfamiliar cacophony of nature's finest creatures. Instead of cars passing down the road, there were deer prancing through the brush. Instead of the nonstop roar of a far-off highway, the high-pitched chirping of dozens of different species of bird rattled his ears. In only a few weeks Vinny was finally becoming familiar with the new sounds, but he was hardly comfortable with them.

Sitting on a wooden rocking chair on his new front porch, he felt like a farmer or perhaps a woodsman relaxing to pass the time. Patchy rays of sunlight filtered through the leaves of the surrounding forest, some even making it to the porch and getting in his eyes had he not found the perfect spot to avoid them.

An inscrutable feeling suddenly flew up Vinny's spine. Quickly studying the area, it took him a moment to realize what was wrong. “The birds all went quiet". It was downright eerie to not hear them filling the woods with their chorus of noise. The brief lull was interrupted by a loud crashing noise far off in the distance. After a second or two a heavy series of cracks rang out, becoming more and more frequent until a final BOOM erupted from the forest. Another moment passed, then a series of loud thumps moved closer and closer to the cabin.

From his position on the shady porch, Vinny recognized the immense silhouette of his lover as she took a giant foot and planted in front of him with a final THOOM. Getting up from his seat, he stepped off the porch and shouted up to the giantess. “Did you knock down another tree!?"

Glancing down from her elevated position, Kiva meekly responded like she was about to be punished for sneaking candy away from her parents. “I tried to get past those dense trees, but I accidentally clipped one with my toes." She began to bend her knees until she was crouched down in a squat in front of the cabin.

The shower curtain bikini had gotten much smaller on her. It had been designed to “grow" with her by unfolding additional layers as she grew larger. Theoretically the top and bottom could grow with her until she reached about 100' assuming her body shape did not seriously change. That is unfortunately exactly what happened. Kiva's breasts had grown a couple of cup sizes relative to her now-massive frame, and her hips had gotten wider. Squatting as she was, the tight apparel showed off every single bump and curve as if it didn't exist.

The macro loomed over him and cast a shadow that plunged the entire porch into darkness. Vinny was not inherently intimidated by Kiva anymore. Back when they first started living out here, he used to flinch when she moved too fast or did something normally mundane at his size. Over time they had practiced basic things like moving around smaller objects without breaking them or using her hands to pick things up gently. After some dedication from the Dire Wolf, she was able to comfortably maneuver around a forest of trees without breaking many of them. Her hands had become steady enough to pick him up without hurting him at all.

Vinny was nervous about today though. Today was the day they would really stretch her control to its limits. He had promised her that they would try and have sex together now that she had gotten practice in with other things. Kiva had not been starved for emotional attention, but lately, as she grew bigger, he hadn't been able to show her any physical attention due to the dangers involved. A flinch or shudder of her body could lead to him being crushed. Losing control at eight feet tall is a broken bone at most. Losing control at 100' tall is a red stain on the ground.

The titanic Wolf pinched at the rope hiding under her white-grey speckled fur and pulled it away from her hips. The thick rope, which was like a string to her, came undone and unceremoniously dropped her bikini bottom to the ground with a whump displacing the air. Vinny wasted no time ripping off all of his clothing and discarding them into a pile on his front porch. When he turned back around, the bikini top she was wearing had already been abandoned in the same spot as her bottoms. Peering up, he got a glimpse at the glorious orbs that hung so perfectly from her chest. From his position below her, they actually blocked her entire head from his view until she leaned forward to glance at him.

“I hope you know how long I've been waiting for this dear." She growled down at him. “I know you're scared and all, but if I don't get you inside of me today, I think I'll become a stereotype and go on a rampage."

Vinny heard a wet splashing noise in front of him. His eyes fell to her crotch, where a deluge of juices was flowing onto the ground and soaking the dirt. He eyed the wet spot in the dirt before turning his gaze upward just in time to see a vast hand reaching for him.

Kiva gave him a toothy smile. “Don't worry, it's just like we practiced."

The She-Wolf grasped him carefully, fingers completely encircling his body below the shoulders. Leaning backward, she fell onto her gifted derriere and casually brought him to her face. Her hand tilted horizontally and opened up, the palm making a perfect seat for his backside and the fingers perfect support for his back and head. Arms behind him and supporting his weight, Vinny noted that her hand was much warmer than her body had been weeks ago in the truck. He thought back to high school biology and how the colder an environment, the larger a creature tended to be. Once long ago, mammoths and sabretooth tigers roamed the ice fields of Earth. It was even theorized that the number of macros was much higher during that time too. Could certain environmental factors make them more common during certain times? He began to wonder if the effortless acquisition of food and shelter in modern society allowed more macros to exist.

Lost in his thoughts, the man was interrupted by a deep rumbling from above. “Get comfortable little one. I want you to really enjoy this moment we have together."

Taking her advice, Vinny reclined into her hand with his butt resting comfortably in her palm and his head laying on her middle finger. Carefully avoiding using her claw, Kiva brought up her other hand and pointed a single finger at his waist. She began to rub at his crotch with just one lengthy index finger almost as tall as him, never having to use more than the surface area at the tip. For Vinny, the sensation was both familiar and completely alien. It was like a fuzzy body pillow or a silky smooth rolled up carpet was grinding into him. Her furred finger continued to rub up and down his lap, assaulting the area between his thighs and then swirling in a circular motion like she was cleaning him.

The lengthy claw lifted and went to Kiva's lip in a mock curiosity pose. "Any complaints?"

Vinny lifted himself enough to look her in the eye. "I feel like I'm gonna get rug burn."

A deafening chuckle escaped her lips but was abruptly muffled when she slid her finger between them and swirled it around inside her mouth. Removing the digit from her maw at an agonizing pace, a large strand of saliva strung along with it until it was far enough to snap off and ooze down her lip. With a salacious grin, the Wolf brought her newly wet finger back down between his thighs and began to gently caress his groin.

For Vinny, it was even harder to keep his composure under the slippery movement of her immense extremity. Copying the same movements from the last ordeal, he was worked into a squirming mess by the unstoppable twisting and turning. Occasionally it would lift past his torso and soak his face in the soggy fur like a large mop. Kiva was still careful to avoid harming him with her claws or by applying too much pressure. A series of moans escaped his lips as she quickened her pace and began focusing solely on his groin. Finally, she let up the torture and dropped her hand to her side.

Regaining his composure, Vinny sat back up and felt the cool wind at 40' elevation slide around his erect member. Between the cold of the environment and his loss of self-control, he was feeling very uncomfortable even in the grip of the person he trusted the most.

Kiva's features suddenly took on a determined appearance. “Vincent, do you trust me?"

“Buh-“ either the question or the finger-job left him too disoriented to immediately respond. “Of course I do. Wh-what exactly are you planning?"

A frightening smile overtook her lips at his admission. “We may not be able to do the stuff we used to, but now you're the perfect size to try out all sorts of fun new things." The tone of her voice was playful, but Vinny was terrified by the implications of it.

The macro gradually opened her jaw, excess strands of saliva large enough to fill a sink fell from the roof of her mouth onto a tongue practically as large as he was. The shaggy hand he was situated on tilted him towards the damp cave. Vinny scrambled for a grip but tumbled into her mouth backward before he could grab anything. Flipping over on her tongue, he crawled to the entrance of her mouth and grabbed a sharp-looking canine for support. Suddenly, pain shot up his arm. Her jaw was closing down on him and his hand had been pinched between two of her teeth. Hastily tearing his hand away from the incisors, Vinny got to witness his chance at escape literally close right in front of him. His world became a dark and moist prison.

The pain in his hand had gone down to a dull throbbing while he had gotten acclimated to his new surroundings. The wet cavity was incredibly humid and had a musky scent to it. It was like sitting in the steam room at his old community center: His nose was completely clear, he felt like he was covered in sweat, and his entire body felt like it was boiling. All of a sudden, the massive organ underneath him began to move. A wall of muscle lifted him to the roof of the beast's mouth and squirmed around his naked form. Despite the pain and fear he felt from this whole event, Vinny was still incredibly hard thanks to the constant stimulation from her slippery interior. Kiva moved her tongue around his body like she was savoring a hard candy, tickling his chest or back at a moment's notice.

It seemed that she had figured out how he was positioned in her mouth because her tongue shifted above him and began to prod at his lower half with its tip. Finally, she seemed to give up and slid her viscous muscle between his thighs. Vinny straddled the slippery thing with his legs and hugged it with his arms, then held on for dear life. Kiva swung him around her mouth again, attempting to either force him to orgasm or throw up his breakfast. Unfortunately for Vinny, his muscles gave up before he could reach his climax. Falling onto the bottom of her mouth, her tongue fiercely slid against his body.

Vinny was savaged by her tongue for so long he lost track of time. He began to feel lightheaded and found it harder to breathe inside of her damp cavern. Even though he was potentially about to pass out, he still felt a familiar pressure building in his lower half. The pressure ebbed in time with their movements and Vinny exploded into the meaty organ above him. Kiva continued to suckle and twist her tongue around him, mixing his sweat and emissions with her saliva.

A series of deep vibrations shook his entire body. They formed a familiar pattern in his brain once he recovered from his stupor. Kiva was trying to speak to him. “Ah fel you finis on mah tongue."

Having him in his mouth must have given her a temporary lisp. He could see a hole form in her lips that occasionally let light and chilly air through, proof that she still needed her lips to form full words.

The rumbling continued. “You ah pretty tayshty. I want-“ the last syllable was punctuated by her tongue lifting Vinny to the roof of her mouth and smacking him face-first into it. “-more."

Suddenly, Vinny was thrown up as the meaty organ tilted him towards her throat. Kiva shifted her head back and slid him down her throat. Muscles too sore from his wrestling match, Vinny could only scream in desperation.

“Kiva please stop, I can't hold on! Please!"

The man tried in vain to get a foothold on the slippery surface. All he could do was hug the base of her tongue and hope he didn't slide down the dark void. His cries became more desperate until he was practically screaming gibberish, and his hands were slipping on her frictionless padding.

His fall into her throat was interrupted when gravity seemed to reverse, and he tumbled face-first towards her teeth. The long line of serrated fangs widened to reveal an intense light. Vinny was temporarily blinded but still felt his body descend onto a gentle furred surface. He sprawled out on her massive limb, simply content with being battered but alive. The freezing wind twisted around his saliva-soaked skin, the sudden shock doing nothing to help him recover physically or mentally. His eyes were slowly adjusting to the blinding mid-day sun. Once his vision had improved, he lifted himself and looked up at his goddess.

Kiva was giving him a concerned look. “Are you okay?" She boomed.

“Why the hell did you almost eat me? I thought you were actually gonna do it!"

The macro was taken aback by his shouting. “I wasn't actually going to do that. You knew that didn't you?"

“Of course, I knew you wouldn't intentionally eat me. But it doesn't matter what you were trying! What matters is what might have happened!" Each statement that left his mouth was punctuated by a sharp increase in volume. The tone of the last one came out harsher than he intended.

On reflex, the Wolf turned her head away and bit down on her finger in a fit of contemplation and worry. Vinny began to examine his now bruised hand for any signs of bleeding, but it was just a bit of swelling. When he turned his head up, Kiva was giving him a panicked look.

“Did I hurt you?"

“Don't worry about it. It's just bruised."

Her broad shoulders visibly slumped. “I didn't mean to… This is why we were practicing, and I still screwed it up."

The giantess lowered Vinny to the dirt and allowed him to step off her vast palm. The earth below was unpleasant on his unprotected soles, and he was reminded that Kiva hasn't been able to wear shoes or live indoors for weeks now.

Above him, the Wolf leaned forward and put her head between her knees, showing off every inch of her immense anatomy to her lover on the ground.

“This is too dangerous. I don't want to hurt you even if it means I can't be with you."

“Now wait a second," the man defended “you made one mistake and you think that's enough to call it quits? That's not the Kiva I remember."

"Well, what the hell are we supposed to do? If I try to lay on top of you, you'll be crushed! If I try to do oral, then I bite you in half! And I don't even want to think about attempting anal when one wrong move could end you!"

Vinny recognized a blind spot in her logic. “I get it now. That's your problem. You're so used to always being the instigator; always being on top or in control. And now that you're giant why would that change? Let me do some of the work this time, huh?"

For a split second her eyes lit up. “But what about your arm? What if- “

“What? You don't trust me? Don't think I can handle it?"

Vinny secretly hoped that the verbal prodding and the smug grin he had given her was enough to gain her consent, but not enough to truly anger her. He usually tried to avoid acting bratty with her because it ended with a much more aggressive romp in the bedroom and much larger bruises. Now at close to 100' he really didn't want to see her get feisty.

“Just lay down and let me work my magic, alright?"

Acquiescing to his demands, the titanic She-Wolf carefully settled on her back. The impact summoned a rush of air and dust that exploded out from under her, then slowly settled on the surrounding field. From his perspective on the ground, Kiva's massive rear lifted her vagina above his head. Clutching a patch of fur in his hands, he attempted to scale her like a rock wall at a public gym.

As soon as he pulled on her hair, the massive wall of fur and flesh flinched and almost threw him back on the ground. Steeling his resolve, Vinny lifted himself and grabbed another clump of fur for support. It took him three pulls until he managed to climb over the curve of her thigh and was walking on top of her firm leg. Bouncing over to her crotch, Vinny got on his knees and bent over to get a better look at her huge slit. Even after their argument and her fears being laid out, she was still soaking from the mouth play.

"Well," the man pondered “I'm already soaking wet from that so I may as well jump in."

Turning away from it, Vinny grabbed onto more lumps of fur and swung his legs straight into her entrance. Another violent twitch almost threw him off the giant, but he managed to hold on to her pubic fur. With a stupid smirk on his face, Vinny turned up in the direction of Kiva's far away head.

“I found it!" he shouted out to the giant “There's gold in this here cave I tells ya! Alls I need is to prospect it!"

From over 50' away a low chuckle vibrated through her body and loosened the slick cavern he had his legs caught in. Sliding further in until he was waist-deep, Vinny worked his magic and began to struggle against the fleshy prison he volunteered to stay in. The giantess squirmed as he progressed deeper inside of her, the muscular walls rhythmically expanding and contracting with his movements.

From his entrenched position, Vinny could see Kiva move an arm to her breast to pinch her nipple. Her other arm came down towards him and she gently placed a heavy finger on his head. With the care and precision of a drunk surgeon, she shoved the man's head deep inside of herself. Vinny curled up into his knees and accepted his fate while the giant used her free hand to caress herself.

Being stuck in a tight and moist space, Vinny thought, was not exactly how he wanted to spend his entire day. Unfortunately for him, it seemed the best way to please his wife was to endure being used as an object. Writhing around her constricting tunnel, Vinny could feel her shake and thrash with wild abandon. An unknown amount of time passed as he tried pushing his body to keep moving in some way. Any possible movement would help him escape sooner.

Finally, the kneading finger above him picked up its pace, and the muscles clamped and tightened around him. A deluge of liquids flooded the tight chamber and Vinny slid himself out of her moist entrance, flopping onto the dirt below. Despite his aching muscles screaming at him, Vinny was already at his feet and facing the giant. Kiva was still recovering from her explosive orgasm, forcing him to stand between her monolithic thighs and wait.

After a time, her body lifted itself into a sitting position and she looked down at him. “I'm sorry for doubting you, that was amazing. You're not hurt, are you?"

“No, I'm not hurt."

“Oh, thank God, I thought I might have- “

“However," he interrupted her “my entire body is sore, my hand still hurts, I'm covered in your fluids, and they're making the dirt stick to me, and I'm so tired I think I'm gonna pass out. But it was kinda fun when I wasn't being eaten."

A (relatively) small smile appeared on the Dire Wolf's face. “So, we're gonna keep doing this then?"

“No!" The man screamed suddenly. He lowered his voice and reiterated his statement. “I mean no, but we can do it weekly or something. I need time to rest, and we need to find other ways to pleasure you. Like maybe I can wrestle your nipple instead of being squeezed to death?"

The macro seemed pleased with this idea and ran her finger across the nipple she had previously been toying with. She casually tugged at it and a glob of white liquid trickled out of her like a leaky faucet. The two of them were momentarily stunned as the bulky droplet splashed on the ground in front of them.

“He- “

“No." the man interrupted. “The only liquid I want to be covered in right now is soapy water. I'm going to take a shower and we can figure this out later."

Vinny hastily made for the safety of the wooden cabin behind him, his thoughts a complete mess. All he needed was a day to rest and he could spin this all into something positive for them. He just hoped that he would survive long enough to see his plans bear fruit. And he was praying that Kiva would stop growing, for both their sakes.

Unbeknownst to him, his lover's lecherous smile had turned into a frown upon his exit.

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