Posted by Anarchy
on 6/24/2009, 3:12 pm, in reply to "Re: Never Barter With A Trickster- A Knight's Tale Part 1"
The sun is warm and pleasant, the wind is sweet, and in the distance I hear cities being shattered under giant feet.
Quite a pleasant way to awaken.
Hmmm...it seems I have regained a bit more strength. Not my full amount, that will take more time...but a fair amount, that is to be sure. Enough to tell you all a bit more, I suppose.
You may be wondering if I had already tricked Sir Richard, and I tell you that I did not! I am called the Trickster, but I am not such. I have trained them...the dear Loki was the son of a giantess I knew quite well...she at one point even claimed him mine but...well, with how we did it, conception would be impossible, if you follow me.
No, I am Anarchy, and I am honest. It is not my fault if none listen to me.
I told Sir Richard the truth: The potion I gave him would make him stronger, larger, better suited to protect his kingdom. Never would he face a threat to the kingdom larger than himself.
But like so many, he didn't listen to my warnings.
Just as Lady Gwen did not.
Lady Gwen I remember well. She was King Thomas' daughter. Her mother was a buxom woman, hourglass figure and wild. There were rumors that she was descended from the Amazons, and its not hard to imagine why they thought this. Lady Gwen's mother Ardina was nearly 7 feet tall when last saw in the kingdom, before her banishment (a troublesome matter...King Thomas did not like it when, in front of guests one night, he became drunk and she picked him up like an infant. She was banished, nearly killed...ah, but that tale is for another time).
Lady Gwen, unfortunately, did not inherit her mother's build, but her father's. Where her mother stood taller than all, she barely stood 5 feet. Where her mother's breasts jutted out proudly, topped with large rose nipples that begged to be sucked, hers were...well, not there, if I am to be brutally honest. Lady's Gwen's hair was a dull mousy brown while her mother bore blonde the color of the sun. Gwen's rear was nothing to write home about, while her mother's was an ass so perfect even the gods had to take a few minutes just to admire it.
But within this little form, her mother's spirit dwelt. Lady Gwen, though a princess, was not delicate and fragile. She dreamed of showing her might, her strength...she wanted to dominate others, not just in the rule of the kingdom as a princess, but in the bedroom. She longed to be admired, prayed too, to have followers kiss her feet and beg for her to show them the ways of passion.
But all the men of the kingdom, her suitors, merely wanted the title she could provide and the children she could bare. They talked down to her, treated her as nothing.
Save for one.
Sir Richard.
But sadly, Lady Gwen didn't even register with him...seen little more as a girl and not as a woman. Her slender form and short stature did nothing to awaken his urges for her...leaving her alone.
And so it finally came, after Sir Richard ignored her once more to go fulfill the task that would bring him to me, that Lady Gwen sought to do something about this. She remembered well the letters her mother had hidden away before her exile, detailing all that a girl would need to know from her mother. Most were boring in my opinion...why would I care for dresses and makeup when there are villages to crush and goddesses to plow?
But within one, Ardina spoke of myself, and her own secret knowledge of the power I held. She told her daughter that if she should ever desire it, how to send herself to me.
It only took a few ingredients from the kitchen to brew the spell, and in the darkness of her room, fearing her father catching her and dubbing her a witch, Lady Gwen cast the spell.
With a poof, she found herself before me.
...well, in truth, she found herself standing upon my member, still slick from the sea goddess from before, causing her to almost fall.
I caught her with one hand, and as she stood on my finger, I spoke.
"Ardina's child...I wondered when you would come."
"You...you know of me?" She asked.
I smirked at that. "YOur mother and I have...bumped into one another, you might say." He paused. "So...you finally seek that which she wrote of to you?"
Lady Gwen nodded her head rapidly, clutching the front of her silk dress, now stained with the sea goddess' cum. "Yes...my mother wrote that you could make me bigger, make me like her...make it so I could claim any man that I wanted."
I nodded. "Of course. But are you sure this is what you want? IT caused your mother some problems..."
"Yes." She said quickly. "I dream of looking down, far down, upon the men that dare to try and own me, to have them look upon me and wish they had allowed me to dominate them before. I want to be beautiful, to be stronger..."
I set her down onto the beach, and tapping my enchanted crate, another potion rolled out. "Then this is what you desire. Drink this down, and every hour you will grow a bit larger, both is size and in beauty, as you see it. It will continue until you are assured that no man will ever be able to dominate you again."
Unlike Sir Richard, she did not wait till she left my presence. Instead, her ripped the cork from the body, throwing back the potion, the amber liquid flowing down her throat. I watched as she panted, her dress becoming tighter as she rose an inch in high, her non-existent breasts at long last puffing up to still too small (in my eyes) A cups.
Squealing with glee, she ran off, ignoring my warning to avoid others that had bartered with me.
THey never listen.
Where would the fun be in that?
Ah, the sun is much to relaxing. I find himself growing tired again, my long sleep having robbed me of my strength. There was a day when I could please 20 giantesses for 3 whole months without pause, till they lay quivering on the ground, their hands rubbing slowly against their gigantic clits in attempts to keep their orgasms going.
I will require much rest or much attention before I find myself back to that level of endurance...but do not worry, it will not take long. All I need is rest...until then...
zzzzzzzz
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