Amethyst’s Spring Mini Stories 2025

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That’s My Human

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Titania groaned and arched her lower back a little more as she ground on to a blonde draenei. She used the small stool in her room once more, with the plush padding on the top, but it somehow didn’t offer her the same pleasure as before. The ninety-eight-foot-tall giantess rested her hands heavily on the stool and ground back and forth, pressing her pussy down into the draenei trapped between her and the padding of the stool.

“Mmm… No… Please…”

She grunted, fighting the urge to clench her jaw, though the elven giantess knew it would not do her any good. Her red hair fell forward to obscure her vision as she rocked and ground, but bearing down with such force on the small draenei just wasn’t delivering the same pleasure as it had for her with the human.

Why was that? It didn’t make any sense! Anger flared within her and, with no one before her to bear witness in her own room, the elf pouted. It wasn’t fair that no one else could match up to the blonde human, no more than a snack to her – and yet one she had not been permitted to eat prior. She should have snatched her up in the transport to the tournament when she’d first met the annoyance in person, so she could have put a stop to the trouble right there and then.

She blinked and sat up a little straighter, nearly putting her entire weight on the stool and the draenei tiny she had chosen to steal some pleasure from that evening. Her room was all the same, lusciously and lavishly furnished, though the curtains had been changed for a rich, purple. Of course, they were drawn at that time, but she’d put a big mirror above the bed, so she could better enjoy the sight of herself in the throes of pleasure.

Titania rarely slept with the same person twice, of course, for she was always seeking out new thrills and highs. Smaller giantesses were fun for a while, but she could always stuff herself with them when she was done, so she didn’t have to bother with any manner of small talk or cuddling afterwards. That sort of thing just wasn’t for her, but there were some giantesses more suited to her size that she could allow around her again. If they were good with their tongues and lips, undoubtedly, for it was service she was most interested in.

She’d ground on the blonde human in just the same way as she was doing then, but it wasn’t enough. Why?

Her communicator beeped with a message and she grumbled as she flicked it open with a swipe of her finger, using the holographic screen that appeared before her.

Twilight: Hey, gorgeous! You should watch this, but I think the snack is still yours. It always seems to get around, you know?

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Twilight: So, when can we meet up next? I’ve been dreaming about you…

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Titania rolled her eyes and tapped on the attached video, though having Twilight’s fingers between her thighs and her lips on her tits again might well soothe her in some way. It was worth considering and she grunted in the back of her throat as the video opened to show off…

…The blonde human. Of course. She’d expected that, at least in part, but it was still a shock to see her on the screen there, right in front of her. She seemed to be standing on a table, having a fine dining experience with a Norr she recognised.

“Alrishia…”

She hissed through her teeth, ignoring a muffled squeak from between her legs. Dimly, Titania was aware of the draenei squirming, her tail wriggling plaintively against her folds, but the elf wasn’t focusing on her. She was insignificant and very unlikely to hold even a sliver of her attention for very much longer.

Besides – what was that Norr giantess doing with the tiny? Didn’t she know that the human belonged to her and only her? She snarled in a rush of breath escaping her mouth, tongue flicking into it as the stream of breath caressed it faintly. Yet there was nothing sweet about the moment as the Norr opened up wide and let her tongue spill out like a carpet the tiny was meant to walk up.

“Oh,” Titania scoffed. “Yeah, I’ve tried that trick too –actually, I patented it, Alrishia. Can’t you think of anything original?”

And yet it was the elven giantess who was set to be shocked as Alrishia’s tongue curled out and around the human, pulling her swiftly into her mouth. Titania’s jaw dropped and she muttered a curse under her breath that even she would not have liked to say out loud, shock coursing through her with a throbbing ripple that didn’t belong there.

It sat heavily in the pit of her molten need, her hips still rocking faintly on the draenei, even though she was distracted by the scene playing out before her. Titania ignored another message from Twilight popping up – maybe she was more of an annoyance than something useful to her – and watched as the Norr sat back, a smirk tugging at her lips.

It was as if Alrishia knew Titania was watching, even though that could not have possibly been so. For everything she did seemed directed to taunt the elf as she moved her tongue subtly within her mouth, clearly toying with Titania’s tiny for a moment.

Oh, how Titania remembered the succulent flavour, how she’d wanted to suck on the human and finger herself crudely to explosive orgasm after orgasm – of course, getting to swallow her afterwards to claim her as her own. That had not been possible the last time she’d been with the human, but she would see that she was never in a position where she didn’t have the control over herself and her own agency ever again.

She had to protect that part of her, to never again ever be out of control. Maybe that was a tall order, considering her line of work in the portal diving company, but it was all Titania could do to help herself. If she was in control, then she would most certainly be in control of whether or not to eat the tiny she lusted for so much. Even if it would mean she could never taste the human again, it would all be worth it to her.

She needed the human, to claim the human. There was simply no other option for her, not as she groaned in the back of her throat: a deep, primal, guttural sound. Titania rocked her hips, the towering giantess pushing down on the draenei, though she honestly felt like she was barely even aware of her.

Before her eyes, on the video, she watched Alrishia swallowed the tiny, lifting her glass of wine to her lips to wash her down. As if that was needed.

“Oof…”

Titania let out a breathy groan that didn’t feel like it had a true place on her lips. She wanted the human in her mouth, in her stomach, to be the one using her regardless of everything she was seeing there.

The human would survive, she was sure. Even though it looked to be the end for the tiny, swallowed by yet another giantess, Titania, much to her disgust, already knew her too well to think anything else. She would get out, yet again, escaping, yet again. How many lives did that damn tiny have?

Regardless, she zoomed in on the Norr’s throat as she replayed the video, watching it bob clearly as she swallowed. Selecting that section of the video, she set it to replay, over and over again.

The draenei twitched weakly under her, clearly having been seduced by Titania into far more than she was able to handle. However, it was far too late to take things back, for she was caught up in a moment she was going to have to see through to the very end.

The elf wasn’t thinking of her, clearly – only to the extent that she was frustrated the tiny draenei was not as satisfying, ground into her pussy, as the human had been. Titania licked her lips, gleaming with a faint hint of saliva, as she imagined eating the human and also rubbing her pussy over her, capturing her with her clit and using that precise point and angle to bear down. It was the kind of pressure that could have been too much if one was not worked up – however, Titania would sweetly pour through all that and more for the flood of resultant ecstasy that would surely come with the human.

She couldn’t have the human in multiple places, of course, at the same time, but that didn’t matter in Titania’s inner fantasy. She gasped and panted, open-mouthed, wanting more – wanting everything she, apparently, could not yet have for herself. The draenei teased her clit and she adjusted the tilt of her hips a little more, though the pleasure was not the same.

Venting her frustration on the draenei was not satisfying to her and yet it was all Titania had in the moment. She groaned and rolled her hips, feeling the draenei’s tail wiggling faintly, but she really was not even a second thought to her. She leaned into the moment and panted heavily, letting everything roll over her, simply enjoying what she could of it.

But Titania could not prevent the heat of need racing through her, like liquid fire racing through her veins. She groaned and tried to get what she needed, though even orgasm was coming she wasn’t going to get what would truly sate that clawing, driving need within her.

The video replayed again, letting her relive Alrishia swallowing the human, the tiny that should have always been hers – and forgotten, of course, for a tiny was of no real significance in the world. They were food and no more than that. Frankly, she should not have even known the human’s name, though Titania chose not to even think of it that time.

Just food, no more than that. And Alrishia would relinquish her “snack” to her soon enough, she was confident in that. As she watched the Norr’s throat move, gulping the human down in a refined swill of fine wine, heat rose within her, twisting around her core. It swelled there, molten and lustful, but the orgasm that snarled through her with a shudder and a broken howl still was not what she truly wanted for herself.

Titania’s orgasm wracked her, shuddering ripples trailing through her, although the draenei was barely even conscious of it. It was hard to be aware of anything else in the slightest as the giantess’ folds squashed around her, a wash of arousal sweeping over her, slick and clinging. It was as if she was a part of the giantess even in that moment, exulting in it despite her predicament, but the draenei really did not care what came of her anymore.

The giantess’ clit pushed into the draenei’s chest and she would have squeezed her breasts together in an attempt to please one who was so much larger than her, if she had been able to. Yet she couldn’t force her body to meet the demands placed on her, panting and heaving for hard-won breath, lost against the might of a giantess who set only to devour in any way possible.

Titania bucked on her toy, orgasm fading, and grunted, need swelling sharply inside her again. She wanted more, ached for it, and turned off the video with a sullen downturn of her lips.

Ignoring it, she moaned and focused solely on her own pleasure, for that was, of course, of the utmost importance with her. Only she mattered and she had every right to take her own pleasure exactly as she damn well pleased.

She moaned, rolling her hips and letting pleasure seep and trickle through her once again.

The human was hers… And she would have them again all in good time.

She’d see to it.