After Amara had returned with wood and built and started a fire, Alyssa went on for an excessive amount of time on how the little slave girl was able to do that without the use of matches. Amara just smiled awkwardly, bewildered people didn't know this basic survival skill. They sat around the flickering flames as Amara listened to Alyssa describe her homeland. Most of it, admittedly, she didn't understand. But rather than stop her every few minutes to explain what something like a television was, she just let her ramble on. She enjoyed listening to her talk without despair or tears like she had known her the past few days. Plus she simply sat and was awestruck at her size. It was unimaginable how big she was. She thought she was going to be caught just staring, but either Alyssa didn't notice or she just allowed it. Eventually both were yawning and decided to turn in. Amara looked for a spot near the fire as she pushed aside as many pointy jagged rocks as she could. She laid down but got up again as the ground was less than even and deep rooted rocks jutting out here and there. A shadow fell over her and when she looked over she saw Alyssa's hand beside her palm up. Amara looked up and saw Alyssa smiling and nodding. Amara climbed into her hand and she was lifted up to the young giantess' chest.
Alyssa was cramped as she was propped up behind her with one sloping wall of the cavern while her feet were resting, knees bent, along the opposite wall. She cradled her tiny friend in her hand next to her chest. She smiled warmly down at her. "Better?" Alyssa asked.
"Yes, Giantess. Thank you." Amara smiled. She noticed Alyssa didn't flinch at 'Giantess' anymore. The warmth radiating from Alyssa's hand and nearby body was intoxicating and felt like a hundred animal skin blankets. Her eyes grew very heavy as the last thing she recalled before falling asleep was she thought she heard Alyssa humming.
In the morning, Amara woke first. So used to the grueling slave schedule she was up at dawn while Alyssa was still snoring away. Amara sat up in her giant hand and stretched her muscles as she yawned. She looked around her surroundings. She was way up above the cave floor in Alyssa's hand. Everywhere she looked she seemed to see more of the young giantess. She crawled over to the edge of Alyssa's hand and looked down. Between her position and the ground was seemingly a wall of lightly tanned flesh that rose and lowered with her snoozing. She needed to get down but didn't want to wake Alyssa if she could help it. Plotting a course to climb she lowered herself over the side of Alyssa's hand. Her sandal clad feet touched the giant child's stomach as she stood trying to keep her balance on the shifting body. She crept down Alyssa's tummy hoping her little feet wouldn't tickle her. Alyssa shifted a bit in her sleep but that was all. Amara reached the giantess' bikini bottoms and she stepped onto the spandex material. She knelt down and grabbed the bikini strings tied in knots at Alyssa's hips. Amara went spelunking down Alyssa's hip until she felt she was low enough that she jumped down. When she landed on her feet, she stood rather proud of herself. She suddenly heard clapping and she looked up to see Alyssa giggling and clapping her hands. Amara's face turned a shade of pink.
"Good job!" Alyssa cheered.
"How long have you been awake?" Amara asked avoiding eye contact.
"Your feet on my belly woke me up." Alyssa confessed.
"And you just watched me not bothering to help?" Amara pretending to be annoyed to hide her embarrassment.
"Uh-huh." Alyssa giggled. "You were so cute climbing I didn't want to spoil it."
Amara smirked and kicked Alyssa's hip, knowing it didn't even register. But Alyssa feigned injury anyway and laughed. Amara had never been referred to as 'cute'. She'd never been referred to anything but insignificant and lowly her entire life. She didn't know how to process it…. or any compliment really. Even among her own slaves, they were so downtrodden and subservient, compliments weren't something people passed around. She had yet to be completely broken in spirit because of her young age. Most other slaves were older and had been at it for decades. Children didn't tend to make it long before they were simply taken and abandoned somewhere, viewed unfit for use in society. But Amara was of very good stock and was rather strong and resilient for her youth and so was 'a keeper'.
As Alyssa's giggles died down, they both heard sounds from outside. They both went silent and from inside the cave it almost sounded like… singing. "I am going to take a look." Amara said as she crept towards the entrance.
"Be careful!" Alyssa whispered to her.
Alyssa sat watching her disappear. It seemed like an eternity and she was still not back yet. "Amara?!" Alyssa tried whispering. Just as she was about to go search for her, the little slave girl came back into view. She walked back to Alyssa with a strange look on her face. "Well…. what is it?" Alyssa asked nervously.
"I…." Amara was at a loss for words. "I believe those religious zealots have returned."
"The weirdos who think I'm a god or something?" Alyssa asked. Amara nodded. "What do they want?"
"Apparently…. They've brought you a gift." Amara said.
Alyssa heard 'gift' and became hopeful. "Really? What is it?"
"They brought you…. a virgin." Amara said in disbelief.
"…….. what?" Alyssa asked in a flat tone.
"I overheard some of the words to their chanting. They speak of feasting." Amara looked up at Alyssa dumbfounded. "They intend to feed her to you."
Alyssa gasped long and her face grimaced. "Eeeeew!" She said in disbelief. "What?! Nooo….!" Amara just shrugged. "I'm not eating someone! No way! That's gross!"
"There is also another problem." Amara explained. "If you, obviously, refuse to eat her…. they will kill her anyway." Alyssa became very serious hearing this. "They will view her as unsatisfactory and need to eliminate the poor choice in offering and kill her regardless."
Alyssa sat fidgeting in stressful indecision. "Amara…. What do I do?!"
"I…. honestly I do not see a way around this. Unless you plan on killing all the cult members, you have to let them kill her." Amara could see the hurt in her big eyes. "I am sorry, Giantess. I just do not…"
"I know what I need to do." Alyssa said. She had a grim look on her face as she got to her knees and made her way to the cave entrance. All Amara could do was follow….
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