Chapter #6Humanity's New Home by: Fafnir "Are we really doing this?" Aaron whispered; fear clouded his normally jovial tone. "This is insane! There's no way that this bullshit plan is going to work."
"Shut your mouth, Miles!" His squad-leader hissed. "The top-brass are certain that this will work."
"They were certain the last plan would work too." Aaron growled, pressing himself deeper into the shadow of the pillar. "My older brother was in the 6th expedition and their flawless plan got him killed."
"This time is different."
"Bullshit."
His squad-leader then whirled around, grabbing Aaron by his lapels and pulling him barely an inch away from his face.
"Listen grunt." His squad-leader growled, "We have our orders and if we manage to pull this off, our people will finally have a fighting chance to defeat these behemoths and finally put an end to this godforsaken war. But, if you don't have the balls to keep going, then you can march your cowardly ass out of here and back to the gate. Alone. But you will not jeopardize this mission. Too much is at stake here."
"Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir. Perfectly sir." Was Aaron's surly answer.
"Good...shit, she's coming. Get to cover."
Delta Squad, merely one of the hundred special forces units hidden away inside the entryway of the Demon King's castle, all huddled deeper in their hiding spots as the floor began to rumble. It was the telltale sign that their target was on her way. Each man swallowed their fear as all too soon she appeared.
From their perspective, the target was a beautiful, black-haired elf that wore half-spectacle glasses and a maid uniform.
Unlike them, however, was the fact that she was taller than even the largest mountain of their homeland. Most of the men, positioned on their floor as they were, couldn't even see her pretty, elven features, mostly because of the height difference and the truly gargantuan rack that hung off her chest. Her breasts were far longer than the maid's head, yet they hung almost perpendicular, a physics defying feat when considering their sheer mass.
But that worked to their advantage.
They had purposely tripped one of the alarms, but on the outer rim of the castle's defenses. Hopefully, the papier-mâché army they set up outside would keep the maid's attention long enough for them to complete their mission. Her massive rack would serve as the perfect blind spot for them to approach. However, most of the men here already knew that the majority weren't going to make it. A suicide run to put bluntly, but they accepted the risk.
The plan hinged on them getting onto the maid.
Even if only one of them made it to one of the target locations, then it was their victory.
But it was still a major gamble as even an unconscious move by their target could easily wipe out the entire company. That's why they were spread out as they were. Giving them the maximum range of approach.
The maid above sighed.
"Geez, the humans are invading again."
Everyone covered their ears as her booming voice rattled the air.
"I guess I'll just wait for them then. It'll be easier to exterminate those bugs when they're all clumped up on the bridge."
No one moved as the maid placed one hand on her hip, watching as the army outside the doors slowly but surely cut their way through the demons guarding the moat. As far as she was concerned, the humans were a foolish race that just needed to be exterminated, so with her focus on the approaching bugs outside, she didn't notice the small specks crawling out of their hiding spots.
"Move!"
Delta squad leapt into action, sprinting across the floor to the maid's foot.
Other squads quickly joined them as it became a race against time. They had to get to her feet before she moved. One small shift, one tap of the foot was all that the maid needed to blow the bugs running towards her feet away. The army was told to take their time, buying them as much time as possible. Each soldier was armed with the latest power suits, allowing them to keep sprinting forward, praying that she stays still. And, by some miracle, she did.
Delta soon passed underneath the helm of her skirt.
High above them, so high that edges had become fuzzy, were the maid's plain white panties.
And before them was her mountain sized foot. The microscopic cracks and ridges appeared as deep ravines to the approaching squads, but that's what they were hoping for. The individual motes of dirt and dust were the size of cars to them, which they quickly navigated around as the reached her sole. They quickly leapt upwards, using the suit's equipment to anchor themselves as they began their long trek upwards.
And held on for dear life as the maid finally began to walk.
Prays were sent for their countrymen's selfless sacrifice as the maid wiped them from existence with a single swing of her chest on the bridge. But their task had been successfully fulfilled and most of the mission crew had succeeded in getting onto the maid. So, they went the only way they could go; up.
Black soon shifted to white as they passed over her shoe and stood on her sock.
And stood before their next obstacle.
Rising up higher than the tallest of skyscrapers, the maid's stocking clad leg was truly enormous. Words failed to describe their sheer length as they rose higher and higher, leading up to her pristine white panties and garter belt. This would be the most difficult part of the mission as the maid was now on the move, her legs pumping underneath her skirt and covering more distance in a single step than they ever could hope to at full sprint. But they were willing and prepared to fulfill their mission.
Packs had been stuffed with everything they needed and then some.
So, they pulled out their mountaineering gear and began the long journey up.
...........
"How many made it?" Aaron asked.
"On this leg; only Marco's, Daniel's, Riddick's, Samuel's, and our squad made it. Dante's and Bruce's were the only ones to survive on her other leg." His squad-leader answered, a scowl on his face.
"Damn it." Aaron swore.
Despite their earlier success, the climb up the maid's legs had truly been treacherous. Out of the hundred souls that began this mission, only 28 had survived up to the point.
Aaron shuddered as he recalled their fates.
Many had been crushed when the inside of the maid's skirt brushed against her legs, turning them into nothing but red stains on the white silk. Others had been smashed to pieces when they moved to the inner part of her legs, only to be smeared between her thighs. The few lucky ones, if you considered it, were the few that lost their grip and fell. A quick death at least.
But now, their objective was in sight.
Delta squad hung off the waistband of the maid's panties and had found a small opening where the meat of her waist met the band of her waist. The other units were positioned elsewhere. And if he looked up, he'd see the underside of the maid's titanic breasts, no bra in sight.
Aaron wrinkled his nose at the powerful musk coming from the other side of the cloth. It didn't stink but was just overpowering. He didn't envy the ones that had to take the backway.
"You frosty?" His squad-leader asked.
"Painfully so sir."
"Good, Delta let's finish our mission."
""YES, SIR!!!""
So, Delta dove into the breach.
Their descent was quick, as the leapfrogged down using ropes and rappelers tied to inner portion of the maid's panties. As they got closer and closer to their objective, the maid's pheromones and musk got stronger and stronger. Passing through her trim pubic hair, Delta landed on the bottom of her underwear.
"Masks!" The squad-leader barked donning his own.
Aaron sucked in a breath as he looked up.
Her pussy.
For a brief moment, he let himself become lost in thought as he stared at the largest vagina he's ever seen. From his vantage point, he could see every valley, ridge, and crevasse that marked the pulsating organ. The whole thing was rosy-colored, with it becoming a deeper red the further into the folds her looked. Her clitoris was hidden beneath the hood, but he could see it twitch every now and then. He felt his boner pressing against the seat of his pants as he and Delta were about to crawl into that living monster.
"Miles!"
"Ready sir."
"Then move."
Delta sprinted forward, heading where the underwear's lining was the closest to her lips. As they positioned themselves beneath the quivering organ, they pulled out grappling hooks. Though instead of the standard hooks, these had vacuum suction pads. They weren't going to risk drawing the maid's attention this far in the operation.
So, with their lines secured, Delta climbed up and entered the maid's pussy.
The walls were hot, the entire cavern pulsating with life and lust, slick with the maid's juices. It was so warm that Delta could feel it through their suits. Undeterred, they carefully climbed up the maid's folds. The point man slowly navigated them through the labyrinth, steering them around any bumpy or sensitive spots. Sometimes her pussy would suddenly clench, at which Delta would shimmy inside the nearest fold till it passed.
Progress was slow, but all too soon, Delta stood before the pearly gates of her cervix.
The wall of muscle flexed and quivered, the small opening in the center occasionally oozing juice. But, for once, humanity's tiny size would be their latchkey into the core of the maid's femineity.
The squad-leader went first, slowly pushing himself through the opening.
He slipped in with a small pop.
"It's clear." The radio cackled.
Aaron went next, slowly pushing himself between the tightly clenched muscles. The squad-leader pulled the rest of the way through as his arm broke through. So, he stood in awe as the truly massive space he found himself in. Unlike her vagina, it was only warm in here and quite comfortable.
The perfect space for humanity to grow.
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