Tyler saw the Queen study him with great interest when a twinkle flicked on her eye he hoped that he got through that maybe they could talk this out as equals as humans.
"Ladies I've found my Scepter!" She declared with a pleased face.
"Wha-" Tyler question was cut short as the other open hand of the giantess Queen closed above him. The Queen turned from the group of confused and now frightened again men and began to walk away.
"My Queen are you sure you wish someone so..undisciplined for such an important role....I could help mold him into someone more.." Casandra was as the Queen waved one of her hands to silence her captain, her other hand was more then enough to handle the teenager that was no larger then a doll for children.
"I am sure you would Captain but you see you'd be stealing the best part, don't worry even though the others need rest you can choose after my daughters who will be yours for tomorrow." Again the Queen silenced and reddened her Captain in front of the court. But much to her impatience someone else try to dissuade her from leaving with her "Scepter". The old crone who summoned the prime males here came to the Queen.
"Are you sure he will up for the task tonight, the spell drains them quite drastically of you were to break someone so strong willed too fast it may effect his results and performance." The crone scolded her Queen.
"It's fine Mellinda if you could feel how much he is fighting now you would not be wasting my time." She chided her court mage and briskly walked past her before she tried to argue even further. She was right Tyler was punching, kicking and screaming in the closed palm of the Queen, she found it cute and foolish. What was he hoping to accomplish, if she were to open her palm the fall would probably kill the boy. Her faced flushed and heart raced in anticipation in training her "Scepter". She winked as she strolled past her daughters, her older Lya beamed her mother with the look of pride and raced forward to claim her male for tomorrow, Vanessa however look disgusted and did not even look her in the eyes. She got up and left the court ignoring the pleads and protests of the royal retainers. Lizbeth hoped her younger daughter would grow out of her rebellious phase and stop demanding for male "equality" and "rights", the girl reads too much books from Po-Pai. But she cherished her independence.
By the time the Queen reached her royal bedchamber on the highest tower in her castle Tyler was panting and exhausted, drenched in sweat the teen fought his way nearly the whole way up and combined with the draining of the spell he could barley kneel. He tumbled forward onto a bouncy soft floor, he saw that this white fabric was the size of a small room and it took his mind to realize he was on the Queen's bed. She was kneeling in front of him, her huge face leering at him as her hands cradled it.
"My my aren't you the cutie.." The giant mature woman cooed getting a real good look at him. He got his first good close look at her as well. He knew her breasts were huge simply because of his size difference but now that he was close to her he knew they were big for woman her size as well. To her the watermelon globes of sagging fat were bigger then most woman's heads to Tyler they looked like a pair of soft hills he could explore for hours. He knew she was a bit chubby and her slight folds of her stomach and thick flabby thighs glistened from the walk up her tower. looking over this giant woman with large jiggling assets barley contained in her lacey small undergarments that were clear to see through her green sheer dress even though he was in this strange frightening situation Tyler's lower head acted on it's own. As he blushed and try to cover himself in shame the Queen saw the effect she was having and could not wait any longer. She slipped out of the green sheer dress and climbed the bed on the other side in her thong and bra, her embarkment still sent tremors that threw Tyler flat on his face on the soft mattress. When he got up he saw that he was trapped in a circle of thigh meat, the Queen sat before him and made a cage from her connected feet around the teen. Her mound of flesh was directly before him and small tuffs of red pubes stuck out.
"What is an Scepter anyway!" Tyler shouted nervous.
"Silly you are a Scepter, my Scepter." She talked down to the confused tiny teen. "Every member of the royal family claims a Scepter their personal man that none other can touch." She informed the tiny earthling of his fat.
"Like a husband or something?" Tyler asked not liking any of this, he was about to confess to his highschool sweetheart not ten minutes ago and here he found himself the claimed mate of a giantess Queen.
"I forget you have women your size where you are from." The Queen said holding back laughter. "No their is no marriage of males here in the Queendom silly, you are my personal property." She stated this dehumanizing fact like it should be obvious. Rage over ran logic in the brave young teen.
"No, no I am a person just like anyone else no ones toy!" Tyler's brave but short sighted declaration again stirred something primal in the Queen, she had not doubt she made the right choice. "Even if you did not see me as a thing my heart already belongs to another and there is now way you can make me betray her trust!" Tyler declaration though very dramatic was full of his true feelings. The Queen simply lowered her face to meet the brave teens gaze, her eyes narrowed open again in hunger. "Is that so?" She asked coyly as one hand went to her waist and undid the tie that kept her thong on.
Five Minutes Later
"OH FUCK YES!" A squeal of pleasure rang though the castle echoing though every chamber.
"Fuck get deep in there, deeper your Queen orders it so-AAAAAAGGHH!" As well with the moans and swears a creaking of wood on wood could be heard. The Queens bed was getting treated rough not nearly as rough as Tyler was being treated, the nude teen was now finding out what Scepter meant. The Queen used one hand to grip the legs of the teen as she plunged him face first into her hairy womanhood. Tyler fought at first when the Queen tossed her thong aside and reached for him, all his punches, bites and protests were useless though even if the teen had his full strength the giantess would have overpowered him with equal ease. "Oh my Goddess squirm in their, hit all my good spots!" The Queen wailed not relenting.
"The echoing sounds of pleasure had two effects on the different genders in the castle, all the women were frustrated and jealous that they still had to wait a day and all the men paled in fear and hoped the night lasted forever. The dreaded what the next day meant for them. The Queen used Tyler for at least two hours till she finally relented and the castle could sleep. A satisficed Lizbeth placed her freshly consummated Scepter down on the bed side table, he was sticky from her fluids and had several of her red pubes stuck to him. She laid on her bed and gave herself a few minutes to catch a breath...it had indeed been too long for the Queen. Tyler laid unconscious on the bedside table, he past out thirty minutes into his first use, the Queen did not care but noted she needed to train her Scepter for future use. On the other side of her bed she pulled a rope that summoned her servants, several red faced maidens enter the Queen chambers and got to work without being told. They dressed and bathes the Queen and carful bathed Tyler in a small bucket in her chambers. The Queen reentered her Chambers refreshed from her bath, wearing only a bathrobe that barley covered her bare breasts. The Crone was in here.
"Is it ready?" The Queen asked knowing the answer. The crone sighed and produced what looked like a miniature stamp seal. "Whenever it pleases your grace."
Lizbeth snatched the seal and commanded Tyler be brought to her, the boy was still fast asleep even after his through bathing. The Queen was gonna change that, the maidens carefully presented his back to the Queen and she pressed the seal onto him. Smoke began to rise and burnt flesh could be smelled. Tyler woke in searing pain.
"AAAAHHH, wha wha-" The crone cut his pain short as she blew blue smoke in the boys face, he fell right back to sleep. "You could have waited a bit." Lizbeth pouted wanting to enjoy Tyler's screams a bit more.
"The bonding seal is made he is now yours, how will you change him?" The crone asked ignoring her Queens pouting. The bonding seal was a device reserved only for special prime males of noble women, it connected the male to his owner in a special way and makes breeding with the tiny males easier and more reliable. It also allowed the owner to alter her male. Memories, feelings likes and dislikes, a woman could mold the male to her idea toy. "Nothing crazy yet still wanna enjoy his rebellious phase for a while, the worship of me will bring him pleasure he never thought possible." The Queen mused to herself as she easily altered Tyler's mind.
Tyler was the class hero and had a crush back home with a girl his age, now he was the Scepter of an aged queen 30 feet tall. His life will now be spent giving this horny queen pleasure after pleasure and as many heirs his tiny loins could give.
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