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So. Here I am once again apparently. This has been the large project I've been working on for the past three months: an interactive story where the reader can decide the outcome, and a way to introduce my new macro dragoness character Rysta to the world. It should be said that a lot of parts in the story (in terms of the different paths you can choose) are quite homogenous because this really is a prototype to test out if I'll be doing more interactive stories in this format in the future. And I think the answer to that is yes ;)
~ ~ HOW TO PLAY: ~ ~
1. Read the first available part of the story. Soon you'll be presented with a couple options that affect the flow of the story.
2. Choose one of the available options (in your head).
3. Scroll down to find the number corresponding to the option you chose.
4. Highlight the space between "Option X" and "End of Option X" (X being the number of your chosen option) to reveal the hidden text.
5. ENJOY READING!!
Rysta and story © me.
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It was late in the morning. You’re in an undisclosed, but not completely unknown location. Next to you stands Rysta: a docile, subservient anthro dragoness with a maroon-colored body, cream underbelly, and a short mane that receded from her scalp to her shoulders. You had been chosen as one of the very lucky few who would get to spend a day with her. Now, that does indeed not sound so special on the surface, but Rysta wasn’t an average, ordinary being, no. She had one very unusual trait; one incredibly desirable characteristic that many would without a doubt be very envious of. Instead of the regular height of five to six feet most of us live at, Rysta was almost eighty times that- true to what a dragon is supposed to be, she stood at a massive 150 feet in size. But conversely, unlike how our dragons are depicted, her huge size did not speak for her personality. Namely, the dragoness always seemed very calm and bashful, open-minded and prepared to explore new worlds with newly made companions. And you’ve found yourself smack-dab in the middle of a lucky opportunity to meet her!
Standing in the shadow of Rysta’s overbearing hugeness, you looked up to your side to once again marvel at her bodacious size. However, you didn’t have much time to let all of her beauty sink in, as Rysta now picked you up. You felt and saw how you were elevated in a snap, up to Rysta’s shoulder height. And there you were, face-to-face with the dragoness who promised a day out with you. From up here, you found the view to be even more magnificent - your newfound altitude of 130 feet granted you a mind-blowing view of both the landscape and the coy dragoness who was having you seated in her palm.
Rysta gently poked and nudged your little form with her index finger, watching the elicited mild squirms from you in response.
“Shall we get our journey started already, little thing?”
You nodded with an excited smile.
Rysta retorted of her own with a happy expression. “Alright! But first, I have to ask something of you. Where do you want to ride? You’re going to be my passenger, after all.”
It took you a short minute of time to realize she was going to carry you in some way, and the fact that she granted you the freedom to choose your own spot instead of being powerlessly tucked away by the usual giant made the dragoness even more comfortable to be around. Rysta then started to list off a few options in terms of riding spots.
“You could ride on top of my head if you’re the panoramic type. Just hold on to my mane if it gets a little bumpy!” Rysta said. “I’m also happy to carry you in my cleavage if you desire, or even between my toes if you feel you might be a little acrophobic. So, what’s going to be your way of travel?”
[(Option 1) -“Onto your head please- I promise I’ll hang on tight!”-]
[(Option 2) -“Riding in your cleavage? Count me in!”-]
[(Option 3) -“I don’t think I’m acrophobic, but…”-]
(Option 1)
“Sure thing, little thing!” Rysta clenched her palm around you- tightly, but not too tight to the point of squeezing you, and placed you on top of her head. She made sure to stay balanced; she would surely be upset if you actually did plummet 150 feet to your doom.
“Everything ready up there?” Rysta called.
Even though you were practically on her head, the laws of nature still forced you to shout your affirmative answer. Rysta was just so huge, and her head was no exception.
“Got it, little thing! So, where do you think we should go?”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 4) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 5) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 1)
(Option 2)
“Really? You wish to be tucked between my breasts for the duration of our adventure?” Rysta let out a friendly giggle at you. “Well, if you insist, little thing!”
The dragoness brought you closer to her chest, then parted her breasts with one hand while still holding you in the other. Once she’d created a space large enough, she smoothly let you glide off her palm into the opening between her breasts. After that, she let go of pressing her mammary to the side, and as a result, you were acutely squished into a secure place inside the giant dragoness’s bust. It felt kind of weird and… totally odd being in such a place, but seeing as you were only accepting Rysta’s offer, it was quickly shrugged off, and you continued to focus on the grand journey the dragoness was about to take you on.
“There you go, little thing! If you’re secured in place, you won’t fall out of there! Now, are you ready?”
With only your head sticking out of Rysta’s breasts, you looked up and gave her an improvised nod.
“Got it, little thing! So, where do you think we should go?”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 6) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 7) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 2)
(Option 3)
“Are you sure you’re not afraid of heights?” Rysta reacted to your response, already in the process of lowering you into the vicinity of her feet. “Oh whatever, it doesn’t matter. There are plenty of other reasons to be close to the ground, right?”
Rysta bent herself forward just slightly, and inserted you between two of her toes. It was as if you were back at square one again; being close to the ground again reminded you of how huge Rysta actually was. It was like an optical illusion, except there was nothing illusionary about Rysta. It was all very real as real could be. Now that you were safely placed between the toes of the dragoness, Rysta clamped her toes together to secure you in her grasp, taking diligent care not to crush you.
“There, all done!” Rysta chuckled, wiggling her toes a little around you. “Satisfied with your riding spot?”
You nodded.
“Alright! This is going to be fun! Where do you want us to go, little thing? It’s your word above mine!”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 8) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 9) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 3)
(Option 4)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. And you, situated atop her large dragon head, finally set into motion. You clutched a few bundles of hair on her mane to hang on to, as Rysta took her first steps, towards the forest. You hoped there would be any icons of interest to be found in and around the forest. With every step made by the giant maroon dragoness, you softly bobbed up and down on her head. It felt like no big deal- you might have even been able to ride on Rysta without hanging on tight to her mane! But you took no risks and just hung on anyway; it would prove to be the wisest decision in the long run. The only downside, however, had to definitely be the cold atmosphere. You were riding at a 150-feet altitude, after all; the wind couldn’t be warm by any stretch of the imagination.
Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view was still impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. The only object worth some value of attention was the dense, vast carpet of leaves below you, with Rysta’s feet dipped into it like a pond laced with algae, and a flying V of ducks that had just grazed above you.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta noticed your distress in the form of a long silence. She looked up with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 10) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 5) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 4)
(Option 5)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
You hung on to her mane as Rysta and common sense dictated, followed by you letting the view from atop her head sink in. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the huge dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After having ridden on Rysta’s head for ten minutes, it was finally her opportunity to set foot onto the urban territory. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity below, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. You leaned a bit forward, and saw the people on the streets below darting away to safety, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind Rysta truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position - with you still somewhat carefully secured atop her scalp, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness.
It was then where you also decided to show yourself to the crowd. After all, if only they had seen Rysta carrying you with her, they would’ve been more convinced of her benevolence right from the start. Henceforth, you slid right off her head onto her shoulder, and from her shoulder down her torso, almost ending up inside her cleavage! You were now situated in Rysta’s lap, giving yourself a little applause in the air for the crowd who have had to notice your sweet acrobatics just then. All the while, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. There were already a flock of little people massaging and rubbing her paws from every angle, and when you peered over Rysta’s right leg, you saw some others occupied with hugging her soft tail that had unfortunately knocked aside a taxi cab and two civilian cars. Not to mention all the flashes from the cameras and cellphones that were taking pictures of the hopefully photogenic dragoness.
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. And the icing on the cake was the fact that she even picked one lucky person at random who would be blessed with the privilege to sleep in her cleavage. Maybe she was secretly having you in mind for that, actually! But sleeping on the gargantuan dragoness’s stomach certainly scored high above par for you, too…
(ENDING #1)
(End of Option 5)
(Option 6)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. Finally, you started to almost feel and experience every movement Rysta made, given that you were conveniently situated close to her torso. Each time she lifted a leg to set forth another huge step, her breasts slightly bounced up and down against you. You had to say, you found it quite comfy to be hitching a ride in this place in particular. The breeze that lingered at this altitude was quite chilly, and being between two soft pillows - warmed up by Rysta’s body temperature - undoubtedly passed as the premium remedial treatment.
Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view had been impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. The only object worth some value of attention was the dense, vast carpet of leaves below you, with Rysta’s feet dipped into it like a pond laced with algae, and a flying V of ducks that you had seen grazing Rysta’s head.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta noticed your distress in the form of a long silence. She looked down at you with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 11) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 7) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 6)
(Option 7)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
Rysta walked, very casually, towards the designated city. During the ride, her breasts bounced and jiggled against you, which admittedly, was quite a lovely sensation. And the feeling of safety and security that being in the big dragon bust promised was also surfacing more and more. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the big dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After having ridden between Rysta’s breasts for ten minutes, it was finally her opportunity to set foot onto the urban territory. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity below, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. You managed to lean a bit forward out of the dragoness’ cleavage, and saw the people on the streets below darting away to safety, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind Rysta truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position, with you still being safe and sound between her breasts, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness. While she was having casual, friendly chit-chats with the populace that accompanied her, she hadn’t forgotten about you. In between talks, Rysta gently squished her breasts together and watched your reaction, something she thoroughly enjoyed as she let out a caring chuckle every time she did.
Meanwhile, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. There were already a flock of little people massaging and rubbing her paws from every angle judging from how she laughed from the tickling feeling from time to time. Not to mention all the flashes from the cameras and cellphones that were taking pictures of the hopefully photogenic dragoness.
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. But the best part was that she had also promised you a five-star night’s rest in her soft cleavage, something the rest of us could literally only dream of. Hopefully she wouldn’t have magically evaporated once you woke up somewhere completely different as if nothing ever happened, as if it was all a mere self-gratifying vision. No, of course that wouldn’t happen. What was happening, and has happened was all very real.
(ENDING #2)
(End of Option 7)
(Option 8)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. She lifted up her foot that had you comfortably buckled into place and made her first step, right into a pillow of trees. Suddenly, the dark ambience casted by the large trees enveloped you. You started to grow a little unsure and afraid, but the irrational feelings were swept away directly. You found solace in the fact that Rysta was keeping you safe, and comfortable! Given that she had devoted a lot of herself to you, you also hoped that the dragoness would be alright walking up there. Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view had been impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. Not to mention, it was eerily silent and ominous down here. Maybe something awful would happen to you after all. In prompt, you wildly squirmed around between her toes in an attempt to communicate to her.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta responded after noticing your distress. She lifted her foot above the woods and looked down at the tiny little head jotting out between her toes with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 12) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 9) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 8)
(Option 9)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
Rysta walked, very casually, towards the designated city. Now that the giant female dragon was moving her legs, you finally got to enjoy a fantastic ride in her foot-paw. Every time she lifted up her foot, only to plant it down fifty feet away felt like a rollercoaster ride going up a hill and down. Except on this rollercoaster, you were also occupying a soothingly comfortable seat. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the big dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After ten whole minutes of enjoying her enormous steps from close up, it was finally time for her and the dragon foot you were saddled in to step onto urban soil. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity around you, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. To your surprise, you watched as the people on the streets rushed and scurried away from Rysta, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind the dragoness truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position - with you still stuck between her toes, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness. Now that Rysta was sitting with her feet upright, it formed an uncomfortable situation for you positioned between her huge toes. Hence why also decided to slip out of the dragoness’s foot-paw and hopefully find a better position, but the attentive Rysta had considered the discomfort you’d be in right now. Before you could release yourself from your formally comfy seat, Rysta quickly but gently snatched you out of her vertically positioned dragon paw.
“Don’t worry, little thing, I thought of everything,” the dragoness said in her usual kind voice as she settled you down before her huge foot-paws. “Now do your job! They won’t rub themselves, you know!”
You started to rub Rysta’s soles, softly kneading the little lumps of dragon foot in your hand. You made sure to go from the bottom all the way to the top, provided you could even reach there. It felt so good to massage her feet, combined with the gratifying thought of returning the favor for what she had done for you so far. All the while, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. They noticed how you so gullibly devoted yourself to those amazing dragon soles, and couldn’t resist getting in on the action themselves. Many more bystanders flocked to her soles in droves and replicated your actions, kneading and massaging every part of the giant dragon soles they managed to handle. Rysta chuckled, bordering on laughing as the thousands of hands stroked against her supple soles.
“Hihihii, it’s starting to tickle!”
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. And the icing on the cake was the fact that she even picked one lucky person at random who would be blessed with the privilege to sleep in her cleavage. Maybe she was secretly having you in mind for that, actually! But sleeping on the gargantuan dragoness’s stomach, or perhaps around the feet you so diligently spent your massaging services on certainly scored high above par for you, too…
(ENDING #3)
(End of Option 9)
(Option 10)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. You heard - and felt - once again how branches and foliage were delicately minced underneath her soles after every step. To get yourself a little more comfy, you made yourself a little nest out of Rysta’s hair and leaned in it, something she didn’t even notice. Namely, her focus was on something in the distance that, without a single doubt, proved to fit the definition of whatever “interesting” peculiarity you foresaw. And you, situated on top of the dragoness as you were, could now also see what Rysta was looking at, and heading towards.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said with a hint of excitement. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! Now your interest was really gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta now transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made a very short bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent, still being just careful enough not to launch you off her head. You had to say, it served you astoundingly well that she had a sturdy mane instead of frills on her spinal ridge- if not, you would be riding a very rough and perilous ride.
Rysta leaned against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly as you were suddenly plucked out of Rysta’s head-nest. “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
You were quite astonished how she dragged you out of your seat without any announcement, but given that the dragoness had made good on her promise to treat you with the most assiduous level of care, you made the judgement call to trust her for whatever she had planned.
With you clutched in her soft grasp, the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain, and with her right arm held you against her warm dragon belly, close to her beating heart. It formed the ultimate display of Rysta’s bashful, kind-hearted nature. And you felt it seriously strongly.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. Some snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, another group was playing with and around her paws, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #4)
(End of Option 10)
(Option 11)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. You heard - and felt - once again how branches and foliage were delicately minced underneath her soles after every step. Just like she had done a couple times already, she looked down on you again and nudged you a little, but as an added, unexpected bonus, this time she also gently squished her breasts against you, releasing a silly giggle as she did. And just as she was done and returned her focus on what was in front of her, she noticed something.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said with a hint of excitement. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! Now your interest was really gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta now transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made an appreciative and gullible bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent to the dragons, which resulted in you being catapulted forward all of a sudden. Fortunately, her breasts really did keep you firmly secured in your place, just like the dragoness has promised, and the sensation ended up being the only thing that created some worries.
After having ventured a little deeper into what was ostensibly the tiny dragons’ territory, the giant Rysta leaned against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly while looking down at you stuck in her bust, squished against the side of the mountain that she was currently using as her armrest “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
Rysta let go of resting against the mountain and ambled over to a wider surface area, where the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain, and used her right arm for a very different purpose.
“I hope you don’t mind the lights going out for a while, little thing!” Rysta said as she pushed you all the way down her cleavage with her right index finger. The last lights of day slipped away as you were suddenly enveloped by the warm dragon mammaries from every side, accompanied by the faint sound of Rysta’s heartbeat.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. Some snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, another group was playing with and around her paws, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #5)
(End of Option 11)
(Option 12)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. With every step she took, the close-up satisfaction of watching a tree getting grinded into pulp was an experience to never forget. It almost felt as if she was deliberately crushing them just to satisfy you. However, it was almost impossible to hear her voice over the splintering sound of minced branches and foliage. Suddenly, Rysta stopped in her tracks and lifted her foot up, picking you out from between her toes. Surely she had discovered something amazing right now if she went out of her way to take you from your riding place.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said excitedly while holding you at shoulder height in the palm of her hand. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her other finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! You had to admit, your interest was kind of gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
After having shown you the breathtaking view of the mountains from her perspective, she quickly tucked you back between her toes. From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta then transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made a very short bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent, followed by her leaning against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly, wiggling her toes against you again. “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
Rysta let go of resting against the mountain and ambled over to a wider surface area, where the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt, but not before taking you out of her toes again and settling you before her feet instead. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain. And there you lay, close to the propped-up dragon feet of a resting Rysta.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. A sudden deluge of wing-flapping dragons landed around you, also opting to sleep around Rysta’s paws. Besides the dragons around you that huddled close, some others snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #6)
(End of Option 12)
~ ~ HOW TO PLAY: ~ ~
1. Read the first available part of the story. Soon you'll be presented with a couple options that affect the flow of the story.
2. Choose one of the available options (in your head).
3. Scroll down to find the number corresponding to the option you chose.
4. Highlight the space between "Option X" and "End of Option X" (X being the number of your chosen option) to reveal the hidden text.
5. ENJOY READING!!
Rysta and story © me.
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It was late in the morning. You’re in an undisclosed, but not completely unknown location. Next to you stands Rysta: a docile, subservient anthro dragoness with a maroon-colored body, cream underbelly, and a short mane that receded from her scalp to her shoulders. You had been chosen as one of the very lucky few who would get to spend a day with her. Now, that does indeed not sound so special on the surface, but Rysta wasn’t an average, ordinary being, no. She had one very unusual trait; one incredibly desirable characteristic that many would without a doubt be very envious of. Instead of the regular height of five to six feet most of us live at, Rysta was almost eighty times that- true to what a dragon is supposed to be, she stood at a massive 150 feet in size. But conversely, unlike how our dragons are depicted, her huge size did not speak for her personality. Namely, the dragoness always seemed very calm and bashful, open-minded and prepared to explore new worlds with newly made companions. And you’ve found yourself smack-dab in the middle of a lucky opportunity to meet her!
Standing in the shadow of Rysta’s overbearing hugeness, you looked up to your side to once again marvel at her bodacious size. However, you didn’t have much time to let all of her beauty sink in, as Rysta now picked you up. You felt and saw how you were elevated in a snap, up to Rysta’s shoulder height. And there you were, face-to-face with the dragoness who promised a day out with you. From up here, you found the view to be even more magnificent - your newfound altitude of 130 feet granted you a mind-blowing view of both the landscape and the coy dragoness who was having you seated in her palm.
Rysta gently poked and nudged your little form with her index finger, watching the elicited mild squirms from you in response.
“Shall we get our journey started already, little thing?”
You nodded with an excited smile.
Rysta retorted of her own with a happy expression. “Alright! But first, I have to ask something of you. Where do you want to ride? You’re going to be my passenger, after all.”
It took you a short minute of time to realize she was going to carry you in some way, and the fact that she granted you the freedom to choose your own spot instead of being powerlessly tucked away by the usual giant made the dragoness even more comfortable to be around. Rysta then started to list off a few options in terms of riding spots.
“You could ride on top of my head if you’re the panoramic type. Just hold on to my mane if it gets a little bumpy!” Rysta said. “I’m also happy to carry you in my cleavage if you desire, or even between my toes if you feel you might be a little acrophobic. So, what’s going to be your way of travel?”
[(Option 1) -“Onto your head please- I promise I’ll hang on tight!”-]
[(Option 2) -“Riding in your cleavage? Count me in!”-]
[(Option 3) -“I don’t think I’m acrophobic, but…”-]
(Option 1)
“Sure thing, little thing!” Rysta clenched her palm around you- tightly, but not too tight to the point of squeezing you, and placed you on top of her head. She made sure to stay balanced; she would surely be upset if you actually did plummet 150 feet to your doom.
“Everything ready up there?” Rysta called.
Even though you were practically on her head, the laws of nature still forced you to shout your affirmative answer. Rysta was just so huge, and her head was no exception.
“Got it, little thing! So, where do you think we should go?”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 4) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 5) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 1)
(Option 2)
“Really? You wish to be tucked between my breasts for the duration of our adventure?” Rysta let out a friendly giggle at you. “Well, if you insist, little thing!”
The dragoness brought you closer to her chest, then parted her breasts with one hand while still holding you in the other. Once she’d created a space large enough, she smoothly let you glide off her palm into the opening between her breasts. After that, she let go of pressing her mammary to the side, and as a result, you were acutely squished into a secure place inside the giant dragoness’s bust. It felt kind of weird and… totally odd being in such a place, but seeing as you were only accepting Rysta’s offer, it was quickly shrugged off, and you continued to focus on the grand journey the dragoness was about to take you on.
“There you go, little thing! If you’re secured in place, you won’t fall out of there! Now, are you ready?”
With only your head sticking out of Rysta’s breasts, you looked up and gave her an improvised nod.
“Got it, little thing! So, where do you think we should go?”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 6) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 7) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 2)
(Option 3)
“Are you sure you’re not afraid of heights?” Rysta reacted to your response, already in the process of lowering you into the vicinity of her feet. “Oh whatever, it doesn’t matter. There are plenty of other reasons to be close to the ground, right?”
Rysta bent herself forward just slightly, and inserted you between two of her toes. It was as if you were back at square one again; being close to the ground again reminded you of how huge Rysta actually was. It was like an optical illusion, except there was nothing illusionary about Rysta. It was all very real as real could be. Now that you were safely placed between the toes of the dragoness, Rysta clamped her toes together to secure you in her grasp, taking diligent care not to crush you.
“There, all done!” Rysta chuckled, wiggling her toes a little around you. “Satisfied with your riding spot?”
You nodded.
“Alright! This is going to be fun! Where do you want us to go, little thing? It’s your word above mine!”
There was an expanding forest close by, but you could also see a city in the far distance.
[(Option 8) -“The forest could lead us to something interesting… They always do.”-]
[(Option 9) -“Let’s go to the city! I want to play Godzilla!”-]
(End of Option 3)
(Option 4)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. And you, situated atop her large dragon head, finally set into motion. You clutched a few bundles of hair on her mane to hang on to, as Rysta took her first steps, towards the forest. You hoped there would be any icons of interest to be found in and around the forest. With every step made by the giant maroon dragoness, you softly bobbed up and down on her head. It felt like no big deal- you might have even been able to ride on Rysta without hanging on tight to her mane! But you took no risks and just hung on anyway; it would prove to be the wisest decision in the long run. The only downside, however, had to definitely be the cold atmosphere. You were riding at a 150-feet altitude, after all; the wind couldn’t be warm by any stretch of the imagination.
Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view was still impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. The only object worth some value of attention was the dense, vast carpet of leaves below you, with Rysta’s feet dipped into it like a pond laced with algae, and a flying V of ducks that had just grazed above you.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta noticed your distress in the form of a long silence. She looked up with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 10) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 5) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 4)
(Option 5)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
You hung on to her mane as Rysta and common sense dictated, followed by you letting the view from atop her head sink in. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the huge dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After having ridden on Rysta’s head for ten minutes, it was finally her opportunity to set foot onto the urban territory. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity below, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. You leaned a bit forward, and saw the people on the streets below darting away to safety, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind Rysta truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position - with you still somewhat carefully secured atop her scalp, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness.
It was then where you also decided to show yourself to the crowd. After all, if only they had seen Rysta carrying you with her, they would’ve been more convinced of her benevolence right from the start. Henceforth, you slid right off her head onto her shoulder, and from her shoulder down her torso, almost ending up inside her cleavage! You were now situated in Rysta’s lap, giving yourself a little applause in the air for the crowd who have had to notice your sweet acrobatics just then. All the while, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. There were already a flock of little people massaging and rubbing her paws from every angle, and when you peered over Rysta’s right leg, you saw some others occupied with hugging her soft tail that had unfortunately knocked aside a taxi cab and two civilian cars. Not to mention all the flashes from the cameras and cellphones that were taking pictures of the hopefully photogenic dragoness.
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. And the icing on the cake was the fact that she even picked one lucky person at random who would be blessed with the privilege to sleep in her cleavage. Maybe she was secretly having you in mind for that, actually! But sleeping on the gargantuan dragoness’s stomach certainly scored high above par for you, too…
(ENDING #1)
(End of Option 5)
(Option 6)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. Finally, you started to almost feel and experience every movement Rysta made, given that you were conveniently situated close to her torso. Each time she lifted a leg to set forth another huge step, her breasts slightly bounced up and down against you. You had to say, you found it quite comfy to be hitching a ride in this place in particular. The breeze that lingered at this altitude was quite chilly, and being between two soft pillows - warmed up by Rysta’s body temperature - undoubtedly passed as the premium remedial treatment.
Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view had been impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. The only object worth some value of attention was the dense, vast carpet of leaves below you, with Rysta’s feet dipped into it like a pond laced with algae, and a flying V of ducks that you had seen grazing Rysta’s head.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta noticed your distress in the form of a long silence. She looked down at you with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 11) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 7) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 6)
(Option 7)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
Rysta walked, very casually, towards the designated city. During the ride, her breasts bounced and jiggled against you, which admittedly, was quite a lovely sensation. And the feeling of safety and security that being in the big dragon bust promised was also surfacing more and more. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the big dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After having ridden between Rysta’s breasts for ten minutes, it was finally her opportunity to set foot onto the urban territory. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity below, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. You managed to lean a bit forward out of the dragoness’ cleavage, and saw the people on the streets below darting away to safety, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind Rysta truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position, with you still being safe and sound between her breasts, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness. While she was having casual, friendly chit-chats with the populace that accompanied her, she hadn’t forgotten about you. In between talks, Rysta gently squished her breasts together and watched your reaction, something she thoroughly enjoyed as she let out a caring chuckle every time she did.
Meanwhile, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. There were already a flock of little people massaging and rubbing her paws from every angle judging from how she laughed from the tickling feeling from time to time. Not to mention all the flashes from the cameras and cellphones that were taking pictures of the hopefully photogenic dragoness.
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. But the best part was that she had also promised you a five-star night’s rest in her soft cleavage, something the rest of us could literally only dream of. Hopefully she wouldn’t have magically evaporated once you woke up somewhere completely different as if nothing ever happened, as if it was all a mere self-gratifying vision. No, of course that wouldn’t happen. What was happening, and has happened was all very real.
(ENDING #2)
(End of Option 7)
(Option 8)
“As you wish, little thing!” Rysta said as she started moving towards the forest. She lifted up her foot that had you comfortably buckled into place and made her first step, right into a pillow of trees. Suddenly, the dark ambience casted by the large trees enveloped you. You started to grow a little unsure and afraid, but the irrational feelings were swept away directly. You found solace in the fact that Rysta was keeping you safe, and comfortable! Given that she had devoted a lot of herself to you, you also hoped that the dragoness would be alright walking up there. Rysta strolled right through the forest; its canopy just reaching below her kneecaps. She made a great effort to trample as few trees as possible, despite the fact that at least one tree managed to find itself half-flattened with every one of Rysta’s steps.
After she and you had ventured much deeper into the forested place, some doubt began to surface. While the view had been impressive, you began to question whether or not this was the right choice to make. It had been ten minutes since Rysta carried you here, and you still hadn’t found anything noteworthy enough to draw your attention. Not to mention, it was eerily silent and ominous down here. Maybe something awful would happen to you after all. In prompt, you wildly squirmed around between her toes in an attempt to communicate to her.
“Is anything wrong, little one?” Rysta responded after noticing your distress. She lifted her foot above the woods and looked down at the tiny little head jotting out between her toes with an unsure look in her eyes. She was ostensibly getting very worried about your well-being and enjoyment. “Do you maybe wish to go back and visit the city?”
[(Option 12) -“There’s nothing interesting… yet. Onward!”-]
[(Option 9) -“You’re right, this’ll be a flop. I hope you can find the way back.”-]
(End of Option 8)
(Option 9)
Upon hearing your response, Rysta ambled towards the urban area in the distance while still having the bulk of her attention directed towards you. “So the city is where you want to go huh, little thing? Onward we go then!”
Rysta walked, very casually, towards the designated city. Now that the giant female dragon was moving her legs, you finally got to enjoy a fantastic ride in her foot-paw. Every time she lifted up her foot, only to plant it down fifty feet away felt like a rollercoaster ride going up a hill and down. Except on this rollercoaster, you were also occupying a soothingly comfortable seat. As Rysta took more and more giant leaps, you started to receive a better picture of the city. The faraway city appeared to be a medium-sized area, probably housing about 200.000 citizens at its lowest. There were a few skyscrapers and other large buildings here and there, which you thought would be ideal for Rysta to lean against, and the space between the structures also seemed to be wide enough for the big dragoness to parade straight through. You already knew that this was going to be interesting, if not fun for you both.
After ten whole minutes of enjoying her enormous steps from close up, it was finally time for her and the dragon foot you were saddled in to step onto urban soil. Right as she imprinted the first part of the road before her with her huge foot, the smell of the populated world began to pervade your nostrils. Though you didn’t observe much activity around you, you definitely sensed the presence of the other beings that populated the city. And as Rysta ventured deeper, this sense became stronger and stronger. Several people could now be seen standing before their windows, gazing at the majestic giant that was Rysta. Judging by some of the expressions, it must have been a while since a giant creature had last visited their city. The dragoness kept walking forward, but took progressively more care not to accidentally damage private property. To your surprise, you watched as the people on the streets rushed and scurried away from Rysta, all of them unfamiliar with how benign and kind the dragoness truly was.
“Don’t worry little thing, I won’t step on them,” Rysta said to you as she then kindly waved hello to a couple bystanders on the sidewalk.
The moment she said that, you couldn’t help but wonder how she would have acted if she was one of those malignant, destructive giants, harboring hostility to everyone and everything but you. The footprints she left behind should have been enough to trample an SUV into a metal pancake.
Soon enough, Rysta stumbled upon the first crossroad in the city, a wide enough area with more people than anywhere else; a place she deemed sufficient for sitting down and playing with the locals, to make it clear to them she really didn’t come for the purpose of wreaking havoc at all. Once again, she waved down to the locals while wearing genuine kindness on her face as she squatted down in the middle of the crossroad. While a selection of people in the vicinity of the deep-red dragoness scurried away already, the majority of the people around you and Rysta held their ground and watched attentively. Her timid nature must’ve gotten into their senses just now.
And ostensibly it did, as once she managed to sit herself down in a comfortable position - with you still stuck between her toes, some of the tiny people around started to approach her. The drivers to whom the dragoness formed a huge roadblock stepped out of their cars to gander at her in amazement, and several bystanders could be seen gradually taking a few steps closer to the 150-foot dragon giant.
“Go ahead, little ones, I’d love some company!” Rysta responded to the ever increasing waves of people who didn’t want to miss out on observing and being around the warm-hearted dragoness. Now that Rysta was sitting with her feet upright, it formed an uncomfortable situation for you positioned between her huge toes. Hence why also decided to slip out of the dragoness’s foot-paw and hopefully find a better position, but the attentive Rysta had considered the discomfort you’d be in right now. Before you could release yourself from your formally comfy seat, Rysta quickly but gently snatched you out of her vertically positioned dragon paw.
“Don’t worry, little thing, I thought of everything,” the dragoness said in her usual kind voice as she settled you down before her huge foot-paws. “Now do your job! They won’t rub themselves, you know!”
You started to rub Rysta’s soles, softly kneading the little lumps of dragon foot in your hand. You made sure to go from the bottom all the way to the top, provided you could even reach there. It felt so good to massage her feet, combined with the gratifying thought of returning the favor for what she had done for you so far. All the while, progressively more and more citizens were taking notice of her presence and gathering around her. They noticed how you so gullibly devoted yourself to those amazing dragon soles, and couldn’t resist getting in on the action themselves. Many more bystanders flocked to her soles in droves and replicated your actions, kneading and massaging every part of the giant dragon soles they managed to handle. Rysta chuckled, bordering on laughing as the thousands of hands stroked against her supple soles.
“Hihihii, it’s starting to tickle!”
It was only afternoon, and you already knew that you were about to have a great time with Rysta. And Rysta herself was having a lovely day with the city’s population. A passing ice cream car even offered her and you free ice cream during the entire day! Needless to say, it had been a splendid day for everyone involved. Now came the other half - the night - which Rysta had planned to spend in the city as well. She explained her story to her crowd, and one helpful fellow managed to get law enforcement to guard her during her night’s rest. And the icing on the cake was the fact that she even picked one lucky person at random who would be blessed with the privilege to sleep in her cleavage. Maybe she was secretly having you in mind for that, actually! But sleeping on the gargantuan dragoness’s stomach, or perhaps around the feet you so diligently spent your massaging services on certainly scored high above par for you, too…
(ENDING #3)
(End of Option 9)
(Option 10)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. You heard - and felt - once again how branches and foliage were delicately minced underneath her soles after every step. To get yourself a little more comfy, you made yourself a little nest out of Rysta’s hair and leaned in it, something she didn’t even notice. Namely, her focus was on something in the distance that, without a single doubt, proved to fit the definition of whatever “interesting” peculiarity you foresaw. And you, situated on top of the dragoness as you were, could now also see what Rysta was looking at, and heading towards.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said with a hint of excitement. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! Now your interest was really gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta now transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made a very short bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent, still being just careful enough not to launch you off her head. You had to say, it served you astoundingly well that she had a sturdy mane instead of frills on her spinal ridge- if not, you would be riding a very rough and perilous ride.
Rysta leaned against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly as you were suddenly plucked out of Rysta’s head-nest. “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
You were quite astonished how she dragged you out of your seat without any announcement, but given that the dragoness had made good on her promise to treat you with the most assiduous level of care, you made the judgement call to trust her for whatever she had planned.
With you clutched in her soft grasp, the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain, and with her right arm held you against her warm dragon belly, close to her beating heart. It formed the ultimate display of Rysta’s bashful, kind-hearted nature. And you felt it seriously strongly.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. Some snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, another group was playing with and around her paws, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #4)
(End of Option 10)
(Option 11)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. You heard - and felt - once again how branches and foliage were delicately minced underneath her soles after every step. Just like she had done a couple times already, she looked down on you again and nudged you a little, but as an added, unexpected bonus, this time she also gently squished her breasts against you, releasing a silly giggle as she did. And just as she was done and returned her focus on what was in front of her, she noticed something.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said with a hint of excitement. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! Now your interest was really gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta now transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made an appreciative and gullible bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent to the dragons, which resulted in you being catapulted forward all of a sudden. Fortunately, her breasts really did keep you firmly secured in your place, just like the dragoness has promised, and the sensation ended up being the only thing that created some worries.
After having ventured a little deeper into what was ostensibly the tiny dragons’ territory, the giant Rysta leaned against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly while looking down at you stuck in her bust, squished against the side of the mountain that she was currently using as her armrest “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
Rysta let go of resting against the mountain and ambled over to a wider surface area, where the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain, and used her right arm for a very different purpose.
“I hope you don’t mind the lights going out for a while, little thing!” Rysta said as she pushed you all the way down her cleavage with her right index finger. The last lights of day slipped away as you were suddenly enveloped by the warm dragon mammaries from every side, accompanied by the faint sound of Rysta’s heartbeat.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. Some snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, another group was playing with and around her paws, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #5)
(End of Option 11)
(Option 12)
“Ah, good to know you’re not getting your hopes up, little thing!”
And with that, the massive maroon dragoness continued her passage through the thick green bed of trees. With every step she took, the close-up satisfaction of watching a tree getting grinded into pulp was an experience to never forget. It almost felt as if she was deliberately crushing them just to satisfy you. However, it was almost impossible to hear her voice over the splintering sound of minced branches and foliage. Suddenly, Rysta stopped in her tracks and lifted her foot up, picking you out from between her toes. Surely she had discovered something amazing right now if she went out of her way to take you from your riding place.
“Look, little thing! Mountains!” Rysta said excitedly while holding you at shoulder height in the palm of her hand. “Those are perfect for giants taking a rest!” The dragoness pointed her other finger at the set of giant pitched rocks far ahead. The individual mountains stood at various sized, the largest among them only barely reaching a foot or so above Rysta’s fascinating height. While you weren’t particularly interested in Rysta taking a nap right this moment, you did agree that the smooth, rocky valleys between the stony hills formed an excellent bed for the gentle giant to curl themselves up into.
“And I can see things moving over there, too!” the dragoness exclaimed, now being another five giant dragon leaps closer.
Although you didn’t have eagle eyes like Rysta apparently had, you did see tiny objects floating around the tops of the mountains, orbiting the peaks for a minute before vanishing from vision. Could they be… dragons?! You had to admit, your interest was kind of gauged. How fun would it be if your giant dragoness companion was given some tiny congeners to play around with? After all, the mountains are the original home of dragons.
Sharing a likewise curiosity, Rysta continued to amble from the verdant forest to the bare, grey rocky biome. And with that, the picture became brighter and brighter. After the dragoness had greedily traversed another four-hundred feet, you could now very clearly see the little creatures, all colored in different dark shades, flapping their wings about and - by the common looks of it - playing a game of tag of sorts.
After having shown you the breathtaking view of the mountains from her perspective, she quickly tucked you back between her toes. From the fuzzy leaves, grass and seeds, the giant steps of Rysta then transitioned onto the colder surface of the mountains. She had already taken notice of the draconic beings in this area well in advance, and knew that - like always throughout the entirety of her gentle giant pseudo-career - she would have to tread with care. But that wasn’t particularly easy in a place where flatness was about as common as grass was.
Nonetheless, her attempts to elude the small western dragons slithering against the mountains’ inclines were far from being in vain- in fact, the dragons were not only literally, but also proverbially at her feet! Even just an approaching step from the gentle dragoness caused her smaller congeners to scurry away like pigeons, and then casually find another spot to rest at, as if they weren’t bothered at all by the giant dragon strutting through. Perhaps they had even taken a liking to her.
“Look, little thing! My tiny fellows are clearing the path for me!”
Rysta made a very short bow of honor to show her gratitude and harmless intent, followed by her leaning against a mountain to her side and embraced it, almost pressing her bust against one of the little dragons who happened to be clung to the mountainside. “You know, little thing, I really think this would be the ideal moment for a rest,” she said calmly, wiggling her toes against you again. “Being this large drains you at a very fast rate, you know?”
Rysta let go of resting against the mountain and ambled over to a wider surface area, where the maroon giantess lowered herself and sat down with an innocent, relieving grunt, but not before taking you out of her toes again and settling you before her feet instead. Just like before, the little dragons who happened to be in her shadow scampered away, as Rysta lay herself down between the smooth as butter rocky hills. While she was laying there, she curled her left arm around a nearby low mountain. And there you lay, close to the propped-up dragon feet of a resting Rysta.
While you and Rysta took a temporary rest in the mountains, the dragons from before were now also gathering close to the relaxing giant. A sudden deluge of wing-flapping dragons landed around you, also opting to sleep around Rysta’s paws. Besides the dragons around you that huddled close, some others snuggled themselves against her sides, some were sleeping atop her belly, and one even managed their way into Rysta’s belly button! You and a hundred or so western dragons, all sharing in the literal and figurative warmth that Rysta emanated. You actually found it reasonable now that Rysta got to make her own decision to settle down and relax here- after all, she’d still be bending down to your will for the rest of the day. And perhaps being 150 feet tall really does suck you dry after just a few hours of walking…
(ENDING #6)
(End of Option 12)
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At the end of the first paragraph he's given options for how you'd like the story to continue. Whichever option you choose has a corresponding paragraph further down the page that is hidden unless you highlight the area.
Technically you could highlight the whole page and see all that's been written though it'd be like cheating and would seem repetitive anyway.
Technically you could highlight the whole page and see all that's been written though it'd be like cheating and would seem repetitive anyway.
So, I did all the routes, and ...
Spoilers:
I liked your writing ability and your skill is not in question; however, I feel like none of the routes really mattered. They all ended up virtually the same and the only modified text is determining some minor flavor text regarding what you felt around the area from your location of your choosing on her body. The most interesting route would be the breasts, but that's not really saying much since much of the paragraphs were just repeated over.
I like your idea though ... It gives me inspiration to try something similar of my own. For the future, if you try this again, I'd think about additional options and having each route take a completely unique turn, being more interactive with the giantess other than "go here, go there," etc, and affecting her mood and such with your choices; affecting her mood through your choices would assist in fleshing out what kind of personality she is.
Cheers.
Spoilers:
I liked your writing ability and your skill is not in question; however, I feel like none of the routes really mattered. They all ended up virtually the same and the only modified text is determining some minor flavor text regarding what you felt around the area from your location of your choosing on her body. The most interesting route would be the breasts, but that's not really saying much since much of the paragraphs were just repeated over.
I like your idea though ... It gives me inspiration to try something similar of my own. For the future, if you try this again, I'd think about additional options and having each route take a completely unique turn, being more interactive with the giantess other than "go here, go there," etc, and affecting her mood and such with your choices; affecting her mood through your choices would assist in fleshing out what kind of personality she is.
Cheers.
I wholeheartedly concede, but since I did this for the first time as sort of a test run, I decided to go for a much simpler "pick your fetish" kind of approach to the interactivity rather than a story where you're presented with multiple paths and only one of them is the "correct" choice, so to say. Hence why I recycled a lot of the dialogue, as having a completely different turn of events solely based on what your "riding spot" is would be totally silly.
That being said, this story really was just experimental. I already have an idea for a second interactive story in mind that does feature the options branching out into completely different scenarios, which in turn, may lead to a "bad" or "good" ending depending on how you look at it.
That being said, this story really was just experimental. I already have an idea for a second interactive story in mind that does feature the options branching out into completely different scenarios, which in turn, may lead to a "bad" or "good" ending depending on how you look at it.
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