Brobdingnagian Tales: Battle for Sophie's thighs part 2

Plunged deeply in a stack of pillows, one hand behind her head, and the other still wrapped around her phone lying next to her naked butt on the mattress; Sophie stared with amusement at the nano movement upon her body. Two mid-sized cities stacked upon each of her unblameable thighs, and two battalions of steam rolling tanks and marching troops, ready to face-off with each other upon the genital area of Sophie’s vulva, to show tribute to their Goddess.
Sophie’s gaze drifted off, admiring the curves of her own body. She had always been content with the way her body appeared, didn’t have to work hard to make it look fitter and more alluring than others. 

Her look was transfixed at her abdomen, fitness flat, abs bulging against her skin to announce their unmistakable presence in a feminine way. 

She examined the curves of her healthy hips, which streamlined smoothly over into her stately thighs. Watching the color of her skin, she saw the difference in hue, marking the lines where she wore her bikini bottom during sun bathing sessions.
 

Sophie always felt proud about her curves and unblemished skin, enjoying the attention she got from boys when she reached puberty. Being exceptional preconscious, her body developed feminine curves on a very young age, which she learned to use in her advantage in brief time, to get everything she wanted. Especially the things she didn’t deserve.
 

Sophie loved to be in control, to pull the strings. It was childishly easy for her to impose her will upon millions of lilliputians, and force them to do her bidding. Their pitiful resistance was futile against her poking pinky or blowing lips, capable of creating prolific storms with the potential of uprooting even the most solidly built structures. 

She recalled the time when she had only just discovered the lilliputian’s and their reveling usefulness and had a small province of lilliputian cities and settlements, nicely established on an oaken table in her bedroom. 

Most of these cities were gifted through generous contributions from her dad.
The moment he discovered her obsession with these Lilliputians; he deluged her with them.
Getting hold of lilliputians was not easy and most of all, expensive. 

One city however, Sophie’s pride, was of her own. After a long strove of negotiation and malapert flirting, a splendid harvested city, full of vibrant life was placed in her greedy hands. 

It had cost most of her savings, but it was more than worth it when she scrutinized a relatively large statue, in her resemblance, adorning the city’s centre, plated with gold. The results of weeks of backbreaking labor by thousands of lilli's 

These inhabitants showed to be most loyal as servants and worshiped her like a Goddess. 

She loved to stand for hours, hands upon her hips, enjoying the sight of her little kingdom of lilli slaves adorning her oaken table, while her stunning legs loomed high above their skyline. 

Sophie was a strict Goddess and accepted nothing less than their immediate surrender and total submission. 

Most cities conceded right away, started building statues and shrines to temper her whims in hope of survival. Some however, remained rebellious, had the insolence of defying her divine authority. 

These had to be punished, immediately.
 

She looked at the two cities, adorning her thighs with glee in her eyes. She couldn’t care less if both cities would be annihilated right away. 

However, she loved to play with them, to give them hope. She could only imagine the determination of thousands of soldiers, ready to fight for the loved ones they left behind. That’s exactly how Sophie wanted it. Their fighting spirit had to be fueled with hope for a better life, for the safety of their loved ones. That way, Sophie was assured that they would fight veraciously, until the end. None of these soldiers would retreat. Their sense of responsibility and love for their precious family, and friends would prevent it. And even if some retreated. It would not matter, where would they go? Her body was truly a landscape for them, even relatively small parts of her body, like the palm of her hand was sheer massive for them. A whole stadium, filled to the brim with thousands of spectators would easily fit in her hand. Heck, even several of them.
 

Sophie could already feel some minute stings, dripping her body near her vulva area. She changed her gaze towards it and saw dozens of minuscule explosions, dottering her labia. The battle had begun.
It surprised her that these explosions were capable of yanking her out of her train of thoughts. Usually, she was unaware of them and only discovered their existence when shifting her attention towards them. She was impressed.
 

Perhaps their weapons were more advanced then last time she rallied a battle on her body. Or could it be that her subconsciousness somehow picked up their sacrificial fighting spirit these soldiers carried? That sounded ridiculous though and somewhat floaty.
Either way, Sophie closed her eyes to savor in the battering of her sensitive skin cells, which on their turn would send signals to certain parts of her brain, responsible for sexual arousal. 

Foreplay was done. Soon, this arousal would cause a swelling of her labia majora, pulling the lips slightly apart from each other, making the labia minora visible when it took a peek outside. All would be drenched like a swamp with vaginal lubrication, sticking and drowning many of the unsuspecting belligerent lilli’s. 

At some point, Sophie had to interfere if she wanted to reach a sexual climax, for these lilli’s were only capable of pleasuring Sophie up to a certain point. 

^^^ 

Frederik puts his head down, curling up in the gun turret, when a tank-shell exploded in a far too close proximity from him. He peeped his head over one of the armor plates, to take stock of the scene next to him, whilst the blast was still buzzing in his ears. He cursed loudly when he saw that one of the S56 tanks was shredded to pieces, with one of his best comrades in it. It was a weird perception to not being able to hear your own voice while shouting out loud.
Another shell whooshed by, on very close margin and exploded behind him, unlikely, augmenting Sophie’s arousal when it blasted on her soft skin. Frederik craned his neck and saw their Goddess’s torso looming, sloping high, with her mountainous bosom presenting themselves in their gloriousness. Her majestic chest rose up and down, breathing. Her facial expression showed she was bathing in an ecstasy of sexual indulge. It was a queer contrast to see a Brobdingnagian woman lounging on her bed, in complete serenity, while a bloody battle of survival staged near her vulva.
It made Frederik realize the insignificance of his kind. Lilliputians they were called. A name given by gigantic people, bigger than life itself. The humans were already an imposing sight to see, some of them even reaching the height of the tallest skyscrapers his kind ever built. Their might was unmatched, their fury simple terrifying when aimed at one of their cities, with smashing fists ripping through concrete and steel, compelling stately buildings to topple upon crowded streets. Just a small group of combat trained humans could impose a serious threat and forced the Lilliputians to squeeze every bit of strength from their telling war machine.
They had a fighting chance though, could injure the humans and push them back with regularity. This was another story when facing a Brobdingnagian. Frederik recalled his very first encounter with these humongous beings. First experiences last forever. He could still hear the gasps of incredulity from the throng of commuters, milling about a crossroad impatiently, waiting for the traffic light to hit green, when out of nothing, a heavenly sized pillar plunged out of the sky, crushing a whole city block to oblivion.
Upon closer inspection, it was seen that this pillar was actually the stationed heel of a massively black boot, attached to a young Brobdingnagian woman. She appeared to be in her early-twenties, wearing tight denim jeans and pitch dark hair, cascading sensually along her face like a curtain, concealing partly the right side of her pretty countenance.
She crouched down in curiosity and boomed some words of apology before standing up again to saunter off, just like that. It was a terrifying knowledge to realize that this being almost annihilated half their city, just by accident. It was sheer luck that only the heel of her boot had found one of their city blocks, killing a few hundred unsuspected lilli’s with it. If her step, however, was just slightly deviated it could mean the demise of hundreds upon thousands of people, not to mention the flattening demolition of a multitude of apartments and office towers.
 

In the meantime, the ear shattering battle all around Frederik continued in full swing, with destructive impacts tearing through steel, hurling off limbs and shards every which way.
Frederik was about to aim the sight of his turret on an incoming wave of charging soldiers when all attention was suddenly drawn towards the ginger Goddess, on whose body they were fighting.
Everyone gulped in fearful anticipation when she lazily opened her eyes, with a gaze so incredible lewd. A moment after, she treated them all on the most naughty grin before her hand came into view, rising heavenly high, before it reached out to them. Every soldier seized their assault and lapsed into great hysteria, to scurry off in every which way. The last thing Frederik saw was the hand of their Goddess hovering above them, threatingly, to descend slowly upon them, while a reveling giggle reverberated all around them.