Jane's Toy...

FIVE

Kicking madly with my bound legs, trying to stay afloat as I gasped and choked, spitting water I felt something scratch along my back. It took me a moment in my panic to realize that the Giantess had hooked a finger nail under the bindings of my tied elbows and with no effort at all, lifted my tiny frame from the... punch bowl. I sputtered, kicking as she easily moved me, depositing my soaking, shivering form onto the buffet table with no grace. I hit hard, gasping for breath and wiggling like a worm.

I felt the table shift slightly as I saw her huge hands suddenly resting on either side of me, her palms flat on the table. I looked up and saw her face hovering far above, huge and smiling, her dark eyes taking me in, her face framed by the cascades of her shoulder length blond hair.

"Poor baby," she cooed, clucking her tongue. "Too cold for you?"

She chuckled and I could feel the warmth of her breath roiling over me. I hacked and spat, trying to regain what little composure I could. I had to make her understand that I was a man; a Human Being, and she could not treat me this way.

"Let me go," I rasped, my voice hoarse and catching. "Please-- Make- make me big again."

She just laughed her giantess laughed and stood upright again, placing her hands on her hips. "Oh I might," she mused as she looked down on me, a sodden, shivering mass on her table, "in a few years, when I get tired of you."

I screamed as her hand suddenly swooped down like some great bird of prey, her sharp red nails flashing in the light as she scooped me up into the folds of her fingers. My head swirled as the world moved. I could not see from her grasp, but I could feel the speed and force as she casually strolled to some other part of her home. My stomach churned with the motion, and I felt the bile rise in my throat.

And suddenly I was flying...

The experience was short lived as I bounced across the top of a vast, white field. It was soft, and not unlike a barren land, but fibrous and man made, I could tell. I bounced and finally rolled to a stop. breathing hard still- again, I scrambled about, trying to get my bearings.

The field stretched on for yards (in my perspective), dropping away at three of the edges, the fourth rising to hills against a high dark wall. It took me awhile to realize that the Giantess had deposited me atop her bed, her white bedspread and the dark, stained headboard in the distance. I squirmed, struggling to get to my knees.

I could see her moving about in the distance. She was to me like a building come to life, a mountain shifting on the horizon far away. I stared in awe, trying to quell my panic and calm my senses, watching intently as to what she was about. She seemed to be moving casually, but with purpose, gracefully flowing through the edge of my sight and sanity. I could hear the thunderous booming of her heels, and even louder, explosions of noise that sounded like cannons, and only later realized must have been the slamming of drawers in her gigantic dresser. At one point I saw the sky fold and part, and decided that she had stepped into a massive closet...

My mind was reeling as I tried to take in the new sensations. My world had become gargantuan, and everything that I saw seemed new and strange. I had to get away, I knew, but the damnable ribbons that bound me held me fast. And even if I freed myself from my bondage, what then? I was atop the bed of the Giantess, trapped on what may as well have been a plateau with no way to the floor. Oh, I could jump. I knew I would survive, but most likely I would break some bones and lie there helplessly, waiting for the Giantess Jane to gather me up again. I was trapped, at least for the time being...

My world shifted, and I was suddenly tumbling again. I screamed, finally rolling to a stop against the back of the giantess' ass. It took me a moment to realize just what was happening. She looked different, and then I realized that she had changed clothes. She was getting dressed for bed. The black sweater and red dress had been replaced with a long, pink shirt, and she was doing more; I could feel her shifting, her movements.

Finally she sat straight, placed a hand behind her (which set me rolling again), and turned, looking down at me.

"You like my ass, little man?" she laughed, and I saw her hand swooping in again. Her huge fingers spread wide, then enclosed, gripping me between her thumb and forefinger by my bound legs. She raised me up to dangle before her face.

"I want you, my little toy," she purred, smiling as she jiggled me, laughing as I writhed and bobbed in her loose grip. "But it's late, and I'm tired..." and as if on cue the giantess yawned and stretched and I was suddenly dangling high and far above the floor.

"Now, what to do with you?" she mused, dropping me into her left palm as she scratched at me with the huge nail of her right index finger. She giggled as she flicked my hard nipples, then easily spread my thighs to get at my balls. She hummed some giant tune as she toyed with me.

"Mmmmnnn..." she said. "Stop teasing me. I need to get some sleep."

Her hand wrapped about me then, tightly for a moment, and then just as suddenly I was falling...

Or sliding, rather. I felt the smooth burn of friction as I swept down a finely woven gray netting, finally coming up short and abrupt in a clouded darkness. It was strange, and struggle as I might I could not get any balance. It was as though I was in a huge bag, or maybe a fisherman's net would be a better comparison as I could see out through the fine weave, though my sight was limited.

The Giantess held me up to her face, staring at me, jiggling my new prison. I could smell lilac and worn leather, a musty smell, and I realized just where I was. She had put me in her nylon!

"Oh, you like that, don't you?" she said as she poked her finger in, stretching the material until her nail flicked at my enraged penis. I hated this! I hated myself that she was exciting me with her abuse and humiliation. I hated that she laughed at me.

"Stop it!" I cried, struggling to turn away from her probing finger. She just laughed all the harder.

"So cute..."

The world suddenly fell away as she stood, then stepped up on her bed. there was some confusion, bobbing and dangling before she finally released her grip on the nylon, giving it a playful swing as she stepped back down from the bed. My world spun, swaying to and fro. She had pinned the nylon into the ceiling, on a string so that it dangled right above the pillows on her bed.

Giantess Jane lay back on her bed, staring up at me, smiling.

"What a sight to fall asleep to: my own little man..."

She reached up and flicked me, sending me bobbing and swirling in my nylon prison, twirling in the darkness after she turned off the light. She jabbed at me for awhile, before she finally fell asleep, a contented smile playing on her huge lips.

Soon after, exhausted, I followed suit...