Nitra's travels. Miami

by Vaalser4

The huge ship arriving in the harbor of Miami came from a most unique
location. The isle of Brechia, also known as "The isles of the giants".

The inhabitants of Brechia looked and acted like humans, but had one
distinctive trait. Their average size was 36 feet.

Although many people knew about the giants, few had ever seen one in
real life and even if, it still was a sight to behold. So more than a
few humans watched in awe as two dozen gigantic passengers emerging
from the ship walked through the harbor. The giants were tourists,
most of which coming to visit the US for a only short while. But one
passenger wanted to stay longer.

Nitra, as her name was, had planned a long trip through the entire
USA. It had always been her dream to see the country from which most
humans visiting Brechia hailed, and both the stories she had heard
as well as seeing TV programs from and about the US made her long to
visit that nation herself. So she had begun saving money for a long
vacation, a vacation that would start today.

Nitra caught a lot of looks as she wandered through the docks. It was
not her blonde hair, tied in a knot on top of her head, 36 feet and
9 inches above the ground from which a thick pony tail dangled, nor
her beautiful face that made her stand out even among the other giants.

It were her breasts.

Because even for one of her kind, even relative to her height,
her boobs were massive, freakishly large even. They jutted out a
full six feet from her chest, wobbling with each step, yet didn't
sag the slightest. Giants, possessing strong musculature already,
had powerful back muscles.

The 24-year old dragged a suitcase the size of a small locomotive
behind her and passed two teenage giantesses, who were chuckling to
themselves while appraising some young human dock workers. Even the
burliest one hardly reached the knee of the smaller of the two huge
teens. The dock workers, however, only had eyes for Nitra and her
two boobs, shaped like large droplets, standing proud in her cotton
T-Shirt as she went for the exit.

Nitra was oblivious to this, as usual. Although 6 times bigger than a
human and having a larger brain, she was a bit naïve in a childish
way. The giantess was prone to believe whatever people told her,
took things a bit too literally at times, and failed to realize the
true intentions of people wanting to take advantage of her. She didn't
even seem to grasp that she had enormous boobs, even for her size, and
their effect on others. For her, it all seemed perfectly normal. Hence
she was being exploited in a whorehouse back home, where she didn't
only have sex with both giant and human customers, but was tricked
into signing a contract that compelled her to eat, yes eat, human
peeping Toms and other humans unwilling or unable to pay. Although
she found it odd doing so, her boss, an elderly former prostitute,
ordered her occasionally to consume a man, while she lustful watched.

She left the docks, looking for her hotel, a special one build for her
kind. Soon, she had found it and checked in. The two teenage girls
were also there, waiting behind her and discussing the guys here in
Florida, one wondering if she could take a guy home and the other
replying that that could be done by putting him in her pocket. They
chuckeld at the thought.

In her room, Nitra sat down on the huge bed for which "king size was
an understatement, and smiled blissfully. Finally! She was in the
US! How long she had waited for this. The giantess looked forward to
explore the city and interact with the humans. On board of the ship,
the captain had told the passengers that the humans were just like
them, just like her, only smaller. So the best course of action was
to do as they did. Just watch out, he added, where you step. Then
everything will be fine. So Nitra took that advice to heart and made
sure she did as the humans did.

What could possibly go wrong then?

She unpacked her suitcase, took a quick shower and dressed to go
sightseeing Miami. The weather was sunny, so she dressed in another
TShirt, revealing more cleavage than any pornstar could ever hope
to match, short jeans and two heavy shoes. Nitra planned to wander a
lot so she took heavy footwear. She left he hotel, ready for the city.

As she strolled through Miami, she caught a lot of looks. As usual,
she didn't notice. Nor that she was being filmed and people took
pictures of her. Instead, she marvelled at the buildings, took pictures
herself (standing next to a palm tree reaching its leaves with ease)
and enjoying the sunny day.

Walkingover a broad boulevard, a noise caught her attention. In
its direction, a crowd of humans had gathered, watching a man on a
stage. Curious, the giantess went towards it. Surely that would be
something interesting?

"Ladies and gentleman! Feel free to compete! The prize is a coupon
for a free work out session at our sports school! Don't be shy and
volunteer!"

The announcer stood smiling on the large stage in front of three
burly, muscular men. The spandex suits they wore left no doubt they
were either bodybuilders or powerlifters, and sure to hurl anyone
to the ground within seconds. Yet, the challenge was to defeat one
of them in a wrestling match in order to get the coupon for the
workout in the -newly opened- sports school, for which the annoucer
was advertising. Large billboards with pictures of burly men working
out and showing their physique on them and the name of the school
hung behind the stage, so no one would forget where to go for their
bodily well-being from now on.

Nitra, standing in the back, smiled. A free workout? That sounded
good. And it would be fun to wrestle, after all, weren't some of her
customers into that?

Indeed, some humans liked to be dominated, humiliated by a huge,
big boobed and much stronger woman. Nitra had to play that role
regurlarly back home in her brothel, and hence had learned some
wrestling moves and tricks to humiliate her losing opponent, both
physically and verbally. So why shouldn't she try? Yes, give the
audience a show what she had learned and get a free workout at that
school. That sounded great, at least to her simplistic mind. She
thought that this was what the contest was all about. Put on a show
to humiliate the three men there and get the prize.

"No one? Come on, you..." the announcer asked, before being interrupted
by a loud "HERE!" washing over the small crowd, making around two
hundred heads turn.

Nitra walked towards the stage, smiling. Her eyes fixed on the
announcer, she wasn't paying attention were she stepped, despite the
captain's warning. It was good the people made room for her quickly
lest someone being caught under a foot in a heavy shoe the size of
a small car.

"Eeehhhh?" was the now far less enthousiastic announcer could say,
as the behemoth approached. The three burly men, until now with
inscrutable expressions, looked unconfortable.

"I want to compete," Nitra beamed, bending over a little so her huge
boobs didn't obscure her view of the announcer as she stood a few
feet in front of the stage. "I'd love that coupon!"

The announcer looked left and right and left again, wordlessly asking
for help. All he could do was telling Nitra to wait a moment and went
to the back of the stage where the organizer of the contest stood, and
the two men discussed the matter while the three wrestlers exchanged
nervous looks.

After two minutes of debate, the announcer came back, looking
uncomfortably. It turned out the rules didn't exclude people from
Brechia. Nitra had to be allowed to wrestle.

"Great!" the young giantess beamed. "Can I have my spandex suit?"

Needless to say, they didn't have one to fit her 36 feet body.

Nitra, however shrugged her shoulders and undressed. As a prostitute,
and the more uninhibited morale of the giants in general, she had no
qualms about stripping naked in front of a crowd of strangers. Some
of the onlookers didn't object as well, for a lot of arms holding
cellphones rose. Dozens of breaths were sucked in and laughs and cheers
were heard when she revealed her gigiantic, unsagging breasts. Lots
of penisses rose as well now.

Nitra, naked, stepped on the stage smiled down at the announcer, who
stood next to her with discomfort. Not only was this woman naked and
looked like a carticature of a sex fetish model, but he barely came
up halfway her calf, since he wasn't a tall man himself. One of her
huge, naked feet would cover most of his body, he realized.

"Eeerr... yes. Ladies and gentleman, our contestor!" he said, trying
to be professional. Applause and cheers rose, not just because of
her going to wrestle, but because of her sexy body too.

"Well, miss... eh?"

"Nitra."

"Nitra. Yes. Whom do you wish to wrestle?" the announcer asked.

Nitra looked down on the three men and smiled. "All three," she
replied, thinking that that was the aim anyway.

"All three?" the announcer repeated, baffled. It was meant that the
match was a one on one. Too bad he repeated this in his microphone,
so everyone heard it. And the crowd began to cheer again. It was clear,
refusal would not be accepted.

"Err. Yes. All three. Well, let the wrestle match begin...", he
brought out and dove away, lest Nitra, in her obvious bimboness,
crushed him accidentally underfoot during the match.

The three bodybuilders merely stood there, looking at each other as
if to wonder whom of the three should make the first move. Nitra,
hands on her hips, looked down on them and smiled. She took their
hesitation as a sign for her to verbally belittle them first.

"Afraid of one little girl? Come on, show me your manly strength!" she
teased, as she often did with her customers.

Cheers and shouts of encouragment from the crowd made it clear to
the trio thay couldn't wait any longer. They had to begin. So they
attacked simultaniously.

The three men tried to tackle Nitra, one grabbing her right leg and
two her left, but they might as well have tried to uproot a century-old
oak. The 36 feet tall girl didn't move an inch. She just stood there,
hands still on her hips, like a colossus. Well, she actually was
one to them. The audience laughed at the feeble attempts of the three
wrestlers, as they pushed and pulled, to get at least some movement out
of her as a reward for their efforts. But no. Nitra was too strong and
massive, even though her build was not muscular at all. After letting
them try to move her 22-ton body for half a minute, she made her move.

The giantess lifted her right foot 15 feet in the air. The wrestler
trying to tackle her noticed this too late and was lifted up as
well. The man clung to her ankle, since a drop from this height
would severely injure him. While the other two were still trying
to move her left leg, she bent over and grabbed the third wrestler,
plucked him effortlessly from her foot and held him in her hand like
a doll. He was docile now, and a bit woozy from being held around 25
feet above the ground as Nitra stood upright again, knowing that the
mere opening of her hand would mean death for him.

The blonde giantess, now standing on two legs again, began playing
with the man in her huge hand as if he was a toy plane. Imitating
motor sounds, she swung him left, right, left. Now the wrestler got
really dizzy, both from fear as well as being swung around.

Nitra laughed and looked at the audience. Many were still filming and
laughing, which she took as praise. Time for more verbal humiliation.

"Oooh. My leg itches! What would that be?" she said loudly. Lifting
her right foot a little, she rubbed it over the place where the other
two still pushed and pulled at her other leg. One man could dive away,
but the other was bumped to the ground like nothing by the gigiantic
foot. Nitra acted as if she scratched her ankle and placed her foot
on the knocked-over wrestler, pinning him under it. Though a large,
burly man, his body was covered for the most part by the giantess'
foot, the huge toes obscuring his face.

The audience watched in awe. If she would lower her weight on that
foot, the man was dead.

"Shall I crush him?" she asked the crowd playfully ,now holding the
first wrestler absent-minded in her hand. "Crush this large, strong
man under my cute foot? Shall I?" she teased.

No one replied, not even the announcer, who was pale as a sheet.

"Nah! I know something better," she continued and kneed down on
one knee.

Nitra placed the first wrestler on the ground, next to the
third. Quicker than one would think a person her size could be, she
snatched the second, who had been watching the scene dumbfounded and
pressed him without effort to the ground next to his two comrades.

Then she kneed on both legs, thus releasing the third man from her
foot. But he wasn't freed from her massive flesh for long.

For Nitra lowered her huge, gigiantic bust over the three men!

The enormous fleshy orbs covered all three bodies at once, save for
an arm that protruded from one side, so large they were. Nitra placed
her hand on her hips, smiling at the flabbergasted audience while
her gigantic bosom did the rest.

"Free yourself," she challenged. "Try to get away. I am not using my
arms or feet."

The protruding arm, muscles bulging and veins swollen, pushed at the
colossal boob, but could barely make a dent in it. Its owner might
just as well try to move an elephant. Nitras huge orbs alone were
massive enough to cover three burly men and keep them in check!

"Aaawww. Can't the three of you not even move the softest part of
my weak, womanly body? It's just my little boobies I use to keep you
pinned. And you are supposed to be strong and muscular? Ha, ha!" she
mocked them. To increase the humiliation, she sucked in her breath,
inflating the already huge tits to even larger dimensions. Like two
awe-inspiring, flesh colored balloons they expanded to an inhumanly
large size thanks to Nitra's impressive lung capacity.

A few men in the audience panted as they came in their pants without
even touching their dicks. Those gigantic breasts and the overwhelming
presence of its owner, and the display of so much female superiority,
pinning three powerful men with nothing but her enormous boobs,
was too much. They creamed.

Nitra felt the three bodies squirm underneath her boobs. They were
trapped and helpless, being buried underneath her huge assets. Humans,
and also giants, liked that, she knew. The three guys must have the
time of their lives, she thought. Little did she know all the three
wrestlers wanted was to get away asap, for all they cared now Nitra
could have all the free workouts in the world.

So the arm tapped out, and the match was over. Much to the relief
of the trio, who had imagined this day to end very different than it
had, Nitra stood up and cheered. The coupon was hers, as the annoucer
proclaimed, approaching her with a fake smile. What else but declare
her winner could he do?

"Congratulations, miss Nitra. You have won... undeniably... the
free workout at our newly opened sschool...". He reached up to give
Nitra the coupon, which was printed on a large cardboard to make the
schools' name all the more readable for the audience. Nitra, however,
interpreted the large size as a coupon especially made for her.

"Oooh! Thanks!" she beamed as she accpeted the paper, which had
the size of a -giant's-credit card to her. Grateful, she grabbed
the announcer, lifted him to her face and kissed him, much to
his discomfort. Nitra, however, was happy and wanted to show her
gratitute. Also to the audience.

"I know another trick", Nitra beamed at the crowd, who was laughing
at the man she still held helplessly in her hand.

Nitra sat down, cross-legged and before anyone could react, placed the
upper half of the announcer in her mouth. Smiling at the audience,
she held the man with nothing but her teeth. Obviously, she had
strong jaw muscles as well. The now startled people saw the legs of
the annoucer kicking air frantically. Nitra, unfazed by his struggles,
took a deep breath and...

GULP!

The legs disappeared in her mouth with lightning speed.

She had swallowed him!

Whole!

The audience was shocked. The organizer stood in the back, frozen,
pale as a ghost. Some people fainted, a few others threw up.

Nitra cheerily opened her mouth, showing the audience it was
empty. Yes, she had just eaten a full-grown man....

Taking another breath, she slapped her side and, mouth still open,
regurgitated the annoucer. He fell in her other hand, full of saliva,
but alive.

Nitra had learned that trick back in Brechia, after the owner of the
brothel had seen a human artist do this on stage with all kinds of
objects, swallowing and regurgitating them. It seemed a good idea to
have Nitra do this with customers who got a kick out of being eaten,
the so-called "vore" fans. So Nitra had to train her throat- and
stomachmuscles to be able to swallow large, that means human-sized,
chunks whole and conjure them up again.

The annoucer was dizzy and shocked. He wiped his face, shaking,
but could not continue to moderate the show.

"Ta-Daa!" Nitra beamed. No one clapped.




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