Nathan activated his new skill — [Flesh Recalibration].
Slowly, his flesh began to ripple.
He felt a sting in his chest.
His hand flew to it, grabbing instinctively.
Yellow sparks crackled from every vein in his body — arcs of light dancing under his skin.
Validia, now standing tall and still clutching her cloth, turned toward him.
Her gaze sharpened. She felt it.
Then—Nathan screamed.
But even as pain shook him, his body began to grow.
Bit by bit. Each stretch shaped by a simple, primal will: To stand at her level.
His breath was ragged.
He looked up. Their eyes met. Large pupils stared into large pupils. Validia’s blank expression slowly melted into a smile.
Nathan took a step forward. Then another.
He reached for her shoulders — and pulled her into his arms. Their bodies met.
Her chin rested softly on his shoulder. His right hand slid into her hair. He stroked her slowly.
His left hand glided down the waterfall of strands falling along her back. "This is your gift..." he whispered. "A hug." Nathan smiled.
Validia did not move. Did not resist. For the first time in her life, someone made her feel small.
Validia’s hands trembled slightly— but then, they moved.
Her right hand still held the cloth,
but with joy, it slid behind Nathan’s waist.
Her left hand opened wide, reaching around him.
Both arms wrapped tightly behind Nathan’s body— slowly rising to deepen the embrace.
Her chin lifted off his shoulder.
Colossal tits met colossal pecs—pressing firmly together. Colossal pussy clenched— though it hadn’t yet been greeted by the All Mighty PP, a tremble began to stir within, as if recognizing the potential arrival of a fearless explorer ready to stir its deepest chambers.
The All Mighty Colossal PP — still on cooldown,yet still hard, stood firmly pressed beneath a colossal navel that was now closing in even tighter.
Validia was still hugging Nathan—warm and tight.
But slowly, her embrace loosened.
She looked into Nathan’s face, her giant eyes clear and wide,
filled with something hard to name—
peace, a gentle tremble, and a childlike hope.
"I want... my face to be licked," she whispered softly.
Validia lowered her head slightly, bringing her face closer.
Her massive cheek was now just a few inches from his lips.
"I want you to lick my face," she repeated—softer, more sincere.
Nathan didn’t respond at first.
There was no teasing in her tone.
Her request was simple. She just wanted a mark—an acknowledgment of closeness.
He gave a small smile and nodded.
"This is all those naughty rabbits’ fault," he thought.
Without another word, Nathan lifted his hand to Validia’s broad, firm chin.
He tilted his head slightly, then leaned in.
His tongue—warm and wet—slowly traced up her right cheek,
from near the corner of her mouth to just beneath her eye. Then he did the same on the left.
His licks were soft, unhurried— like an ancient ritual, sacred yet completely ridiculous.
Validia exhaled deeply.
A wide smile spread across her face—
the kind of smile born from pure happiness.
The face of a giant monster girl usually lost in confusion now looked like a child receiving her very first toy.
Without warning, she hugged him tight again.
Nathan’s body was pushed backward,
and due to Validia’s sheer size,
he lost balance and fell sitting.
The ground beneath them shook hard.
The combined weight of his now-bigger body and Validia sitting directly in his lap
caused cracks to form in the soil beneath.
A small crater took shape beneath the ass of the giantess.
Validia—now straddling his thighs—
leaned forward again.Her arms wrapped around him, and the cheeks he had just licked were now rubbing gently against his own.
The sound was soft... but disgustingly wet.
Damp skin meeting damp skin.
Validia rubbed her cheek to the left. Then to the right.
Over. And over again.
Like a giant cat marking its mate.
Or maybe like a cult ritual.
A very... intimate one.
But stopping her felt... wrong.
"I’m disgusted, but... whatever," he thought.
"She’s just too happy."
Then, his eyes dropped—
And on one of his toes, he spotted something stuck.
A small piece of fabric, slightly folded.
Dark blue, with a familiar floral lace pattern.
"That’s... that’s my underwear..."
He looked at his other foot.
Wrapped around one toe was another piece of cloth— black, elastic, still new.
"And that... is my new pair of pants."
Nathan could only let out a long sigh.
"Hahaha... I guess I got a bit too excited earlier."
But he didn’t dwell on it.
Pants could be replaced.
Moments ... couldn’t.
Validia, still sitting in his lap, shifted slightly.
Since he’d fallen at an awkward angle,
her massive butt cheeks slid just enough to—press directly onto his still-hard Colossal PP. Cooldown active, sure—but the thing stood firm.
"Ugh..." Nathan groaned softly.
Her cheeks had accidentally brushed against the surface of the Colossal PP.
But the pressure from the fall made the friction intense.
Validia seemed to notice.
She murmured softly, her voice low and serious:
"Now... I don’t have to be afraid you’ll break."
Then, she lowered her head, resting it against Nathan’s shoulder.
Her embrace tightened again.
And his cock was still trapped
between her colossal ass cheeks.
Nathan stared forward.
The Colossal PP was still warmly wedged between the twin mountains of Validia’s ass. Its hug gradually loosened, giving the colossal meat stick space—
to slowly fall downward.
But before it could touch the ground—
a familiar, cheerful voice pierced the air.
The All Mighty PP hardened again.
"OIIII.... WOWWW.... Nathan got BIG...!!"
From behind the bushes, Livia came running—
her muscular frame now looking small compared to Nathan’s new size.
Her eyes were wide open with pure enthusiasm.
Moments later, Domina followed from behind.
Her steps were more elegant,
but the expression on her face... was anything but composed.
"Nathan..." she whispered.
Her gaze locked straight onto the very thing rising beneath Validia.
Nathan didn’t have time to respond.
Livia launched herself—followed by Domina, who also dove toward the twitching, still-on-cooldown Colossal PP.
Nathan couldn’t move.
Validia’s arms were locked around him, thighs anchoring his waist.
And now—two caramel missiles were incoming. Headed straight for his already-compromised dignity.
"No... Noo, what are they gonna do... this time?" he trembled.
He bit his own lip. "Euhhmm..." An unmasculine tune escaped instantly.