This choice: Sylvain and others spy on her, Ingrid follows! • Go Back...Chapter #8Spying Sylvain and Inspector Ingrid! by: Krashify   “Okay men, this could be one of the greatest sights we’ll ever see! You'll remember this for the rest of your life!” Sylvain said in a hush tone, stirring the troops as they walked through the trees nearby the spring Mercedes was bathing in. As they approached, they spotted the long blonde hair of the giantess, flanked by her delicate shoulders and running down her back.
“Ah, this is so refreshing…” Mercedes said as she relaxed.
They watch her submerge herself, before rising like a kraken from the depths. Then came a sight Sylvain and the rest would never forget for the rest of their lives. Mercedes turned around, and what Sylvain was teased with when Mercedes bent over was finally revealed. In all their glory, Mercedes held up her giant breasts. As they took in the wondrous site with jaws on the floor, Sylvain was surprised by a voice that always seemed to accompany his skirt-chasing. He didn’t think it would carry over to his giant-chasing as he heard a stern and furious voice behind him,
“Sylvain!! What in the blazes are you doing? I-" Ingrid scolded him, before she noticed the giantess bathing and their reason for being here, "How could you stoop so low as to spy on poor Mercedes!?!”
“I-Ingrid! Heh, what brings you here?” Sylvain said, shocked at Ingrid’s presence
“Why did I believe you when you said you’d change…” Ingrid sighed, as she continued her reprimand “I hope you don’t expect me to clean up the casualties left behind by your skirt chasing! I mean, why poor Mercedes?”
“Is it not clear, because she’s such a kind and… She's very...” Sylvain trailed off, his vision returning to Mercedes bare chest, as they were being rubbed by her. In an almost hypnotic trance, the guys not being chastised by Ingrid moved closer to get a better look at their Goddess.
“Unbelievable! I hope you end up crushed underneath them!” Ingrid snapped
“I hope so… What a way to go…” Sylvain smiled
“Well if you end up getting crushed by her because you’re staring, don’t expect me at your funeral! You flirt and cause commotion, and poor Mercedes deserves better than to be spied on while she bathes! Seriously, you should represent House Gautier much better than this! I thought you were ” Ingrid snapped, as they turned to watch the guys approach the giant. “You know, I have half a mind to march over there and warn her right now.”
Ingrid began to march towards Mercedes as Sylvain’s men got close, staring up at the oblivious Mercedes. The giant monk sank into the lake, sending waves over the adjacent onlookers. Ingrid noticed Sylvain blush as he watched Mercedes’ naked body emerge from the lake, rising high into the air. She elbowed him in the ribs, as he recoiled, “H-hey! Ingrid, that hurt”
“Seriously, Sylvain? How can you be so inappropriate?” Ingrid scowled
“Because… She’s beautiful…” Sylvain said, staring at the giantess as she rubbed her chest, her breasts bouncing in her hands.
Ingrid blushed as she covered his eyes with her hands, “Have some respect for Mercedes! Besides, you don’t love her… It’s just your second head talking…”
“Hey! I can’t see! Come on, Ingrid, when will I ever have another chance like this?” Sylvain pleaded.
“Ugh, Fine!” Ingrid sighed, “Just ignore me and focus on her giant breasts!”
She said quietly under her breath, “I guess you’re not interested in me unless I had a huge chest like her anyway…”
“Sorry, did you say something?” Sylvain said absentmindedly
"Nothing..." Ingrid said dejectedly
As Sylvain enjoyed watching Mercedes frolic in the lake, she moved towards the edge where the students were watching up close. She flicked her hair back and sighed, “I hope the dormitories aren’t too expensive to fix… Or take too long. I wonder where the students are going to live in the meantime. I better help them out, at this size I could do a lot! Where am I going to stay… Oh, curse this size, what even happened to me? I better get back soon… I hope they have clothes for me, a dress would be nice.”
As Mercedes turned to the edge of the lake, Sylvain’s face turned from excited to worried, with the students underneath her.
“Oh my god, they’re gonna-“ Sylvain began
“Good riddance. They deserve whatever they get…” Ingrid said, as…
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