Lana sat in a small clearing in a forest next to the smoldering remains of a campfire. She realized that she was in a dream when she saw her clothes: thick iron armor, with a large sword, shield, and horned helmet. A voice invaded her thoughts, and thanks to dream logic she was suddenly certain of three things: she was called "The Shieldmaiden," who had lost a bet with the Norse god Thor, and now she needed to go find a giantess and bring back some form of proof. Usually, one brought back proof in the form of the giant's severed head, which wasn't an attractive prospect at all; the giantess she was supposed to find was big enough to squash her like a bug.
"I could ask for a lock of hair or something...I don't have to kill anyone," The Shieldmaiden said firmly to herself, and jumped when her own voice broke the silence of the dimming forest; the sun was setting, deepening the shadows under the ancient evergreen canopy.
A series of low, rumbling booms shook the forest floor, and the Shieldmaiden leapt to her feet. She saw the source almost immediately: an ice giantess, easily thirty meters tall, with a huge pair of sparrow-colored wings. What struck Lana first was that the giantess was beautiful; she was completely naked, with a loose braid of dark crimson hair that reached down to her waist, adorned with large, icy-colored pearls. On her head was a tiara, made with delicate crystals to resemble tiny icicles.
The Shieldmaiden tried to recall the ice giantess's name - she was sure she knew it, but couldn't place it...
"Halt, ice giantess!" The Shieldmaiden shouted up at the huge figure, running after the giant pair of feet.
"Halt!" panted the Shieldmaiden. The giantess was further away than she'd had thought, and she picked up her pace, mustering all the breath she could to yell again.
This time, the footsteps slowed and stopped. A huge, booming, infuriatingly familiar voice called "Hello?"
Now that the ice giantess had stopped, the Shieldmaiden could finally see her colossal legs through the trees. She caught up, out of breath, and stood next to them, trying to catch her breath while the owner of the feet shuffled them uneasily. The Shieldmaiden looked up and caught a glimpse of the giantess's shining wet vulva and her pronounced, twitching clitoris, framed by a curl of dark crimson pubic hair. The giantess started walking again a second later, moving swiftly despite her gargantuan size.
The giantess easily outpaced the Shieldmaiden, making for a waterfall in the distance. For what purpose the Shieldmaiden had no idea, but she continued running, drawing her sword as she neared her destination. There was a large clearing by the waterfall, and when she reached it, the ice giantess stood at the top of it, straddling it with one foot on each side of the falls, rubbing the area between her legs as she spread her legs and bent her knees.
"Halt, ice giantess!" the Shieldmaiden called.
The giantess froze and looked around for several seconds. Her giant vulva twitched restlessly, and a quick burst of fluid escaped, splashing loudly into the river below her. She began to squat down, her impressive clitoris pointing out over the valley like a rudder. The Shieldmaiden had dropped her sword and walked closer, mesmerized, until the giantess finally seemed to have spotted her.
"I said halt, ice giantess!" the Shieldmaiden called again.
Giving the Shieldmaiden a look of utter desperation, the ice giantess released a torrent rivaling the waterfall below her. The current split off into two powerful streams, one pummeling straight downward into the river over the waterfall, and the other arching gracefully across part of the valley, splashing heavily into the river not far from where the Shieldmaiden had dropped her sword.
The giantess pissed for a long time, and the Shieldmaiden couldn't help watching, almost mesmerized, as she drew closer. The Shieldmaiden reached the cliff, dodging the rapidly swelling river. She opened her mouth to speak again, but she was too flustered to think of anything and just yelled "HAAALLLT!" at the ice giantess, whose impressive genitals throbbed visibly as she regarded the Shieldmaiden with a curious expression.
"...Lana?" the giantess said in her booming voice.
"No!" the Shieldmaiden retorted, more out of habit than anything else. "I am the Shieldmaiden! Thor sent me to find you!"
The godlike river of piss coming from the giantess slowed to a stop, and she adjusted her position - she'd initially squatted on her tip-toes. That couldn't have been comfortable, the Shieldmaiden thought, then briefly cursed herself for sympathizing with the enemy.
"Thor?" asked the giantess. She wiggled her hips, sticking out her pussy again: she still had to go. The Shieldmaiden began explaining her mission as the giantess loosed another roaring current upon the valley, watching the river swell as she added to it, and politely keeping it aimed well away from the Shieldmaiden.
She didn't need to kill the giantess, the Shieldmaiden reasoned - all she needed was proof she'd found her. The Shieldmaiden briefly thought of asking for a jewel from the giantess's tiara, but the giantess looked so lovely with it that she didn't have the heart to ask.
The Shieldmaiden stared at the giantess, deep in thought. Besides the accessories in her hair, the giantess was just a pale, slightly stocky, thirty-meter-tall, totally normal-looking Andyne woman with a pair of rounded brown sparrow-like wings. The sunset behind the giantess framed her in soft golden light as she reached up into her hair, and for a split second, Lana remembered the ice giantess's name-
And then the Shieldmaiden promptly forgot it when the giantess spoke, derailing her train of thought with the sheer volume of her voice.
"...Why am I wearing a tiara?" the giantess said, pushing out one last colossal jet of piss over the valley.
"...and that's when I woke up and you were peeing all over us," said Lana.
Arin had fallen asleep almost directly after Lana had sucked her off earlier that morning, and Lana had had to half-carry her to her bed. The clock next to Arin's bed currently read 10:30 am, and she'd just finished a big glass of water with her midday medications. The strange toxin she'd been injected with just before she'd met Lana in the old WS facility was still affecting her almost two months later, but she managed it with a strict regimen of medication and semi-regular "pelvic massage" procedures from Lana, who was acting as her in-home nurse.
Lana wore a clean set of blue fuzzy pajamas, while Arin was still naked from earlier; when Arin had been releasing her epic stream into the river Vimur in her dream, she'd been asleep, lying spreadeagled on top of Lana on the couch. Everything had had to be washed, including the couch cushions, and Arin had fallen asleep before Lana could get her into a fresh set of clothes.
"So..." Arin said slowly. "You said you've been having those dreams too?"
Lana nodded. "Yeah. You're always a giantess. I usually recognize you at least a little in the dreams, though I can never remember your name."
Arin turned red all of a sudden. "How many times have you seen me-...um..."
Lana smirked. "I don't remember dreams very well, but I have them often. If I can't see you though, can normally hear you. You even swept me away once, the second or third time I had the dream."
Arin blushed. "I'm sorry..."
"It wasn't painful or anything, and neither of us knew what was going on at the time, so don't sweat it," said Lana, sitting down on the bed next to Arin. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I'll need to flood another valley soon," yawned Arin. She took a deep breath to yawn again and smelled something burning... "Are you cooking?"
"Don't worry, I've got a timer on it," said Lana quickly. "I'm making fried rice. I can bring a bowl in for you if you want some."
