Jessica spent the next few days pent up inside her castle. Reveal herself too early and her sheer size would often scare off entire armies. She especially hated having to hunt down groups of three or four men scattered throughout her territory after the main horde had been dispersed. As they moved up the mountainside they would pass numerous walls and gates, and their descent would be that much slower. To pass the time she went through the plans for defense in her head, picking the most amusing way to slaughter the assembled army.
When the army finally reached the gates of her castle, Jessica realized the size of the host waiting to confront her. It obscured the pass leading up to her gates, as well as many miles beyond that. The other rulers seriously wanted her dead this time then. Jessica grinned a predatory grin. She liked challenges. Her keen eyes picked out numerous siege weapons scattered in the army. When the siege towers rattled forward, she knew the time had come to begin the defense of her castle. The giantess rose from the crumbling keep, falling bricks tracing lines of dust through the air. She lifted her arms and yelled out several words in an ancient tongue. The ground shook as she spoke the words, only partially because of her volume. Along the walls of the castle, and down on the ground as well, a bloodline substance seeped up into terrifying mounds of dripping red ichor. Slowly, they solidified into more definite shapes. They were men slain by Jessica in earlier battles. At first they were as they had been as they died. Some were flat as pieces of paper, some had armor crinkled like tinfoil, others had missing limbs or heads, and others unfortunate enough to die in her mouth were little better than the red goo that had formed them. For a moment the troops storming the walls recoiled in horror. But as purplish light swirled around the corpses, the men were restored to the shapes of normal people. And the began to fight back against the invaders.
But the dead made for poor fighters. The first three of five walls had fallen by the end of the day. Jessica didn't mind, she had played this game before. She could rise up late at night and push the entire force from her lands by daybreak if she wanted. But she enjoyed the rush killing gave her, and seeing her slaves fight had warmed her up. On the second day, the going was slower as the living fought the most skilled dead, the ones who had penetrated deepest into her fortress. But once again the dead were outmatched and outclassed. The evening found the attackers encamped outside the high walls of the main keep. Jessica herself was still unseen, she could lie down on the ruins of the keep or crawl back into the mountain abode the nearby towns had made at her request. While the armies below slept, the giantess prepared herself for war. She carried no weapons, she had yet to find any as deadly as herself. Clothing herself was difficult due to her size, but she still had some outfits. Jessica chose to wear a tight leather bra, made only a few months ago. This was before she stopped growing, so it was barely up to the task it was presented. It left little to the imagination, allowing the soldiers to gave upon her well-toned belly and beautiful snow-white color. To cover her sensitive regions she had a cloth covering. Due to shortages of cloth that year, (mostly her doing), this outfit was also as small as possible while still fulfilling its role. Jessica didn't mind, she had a gorgeous body and enjoyed showing it off. Her stunning legs were the last thing many men saw, and Jessica kept them beautiful enough for the task. She decided on no foot ware, she did enjoy the feeling of stepping on armored soldiers. Her preparations thus completed, Jessica emerged from her cave just as the dawn shined down over the mountains. She stepped into the hordes below the keep walls with a wonderful squishy feeling and paused for a moment to let the armies drink her in. She was an angel of death, painted gold and red by the rising sun behind her. When the first waves overcame their shock they rushed forward and the battle began.
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