The race - Release / High Res

The impact of the wooden box on a hard surface made the men dazed for a short time. Incredibly, none had suffered serious damage when the giantess accidentally dropped the box. The impact broke the hinge that secured the lid. Although the men were still processing what had just happened, they saw the opportunity they now had. One by one, they ran, out of the prison they had been held in for some time now. 

One of them, Jack, full of adrenaline, ran and took a brief look at his surroundings. It seemed as if they were on some kind of table or shelf. The giantess was still nearby and turned her gaze to the fleeing men. Jack knew that the probability of successfully escaping from this situation was very low.     

The men were all running across the slick, stone floor. Unfortunately for them, there was no cover to hide. Suddenly, one of the men behind Jack shouted:

"Brooke is coming!"

The name was well known among the men. Although they had only been in captivity for a short time, Brooke had "taken good care" of some of them. Secretly, Jack hoped he would get the chance, too. He had to remind himself that she was still a giantess, though. In fact, she was probably putting her body to good use and exploit the common weakness of men for beautiful women to get more information about human settlements.

Much more important than having a good time with Brooke, however, was escaping from the lair where the giantesses apparently lived. Jack ran as fast as he could and was the first one to reach the end of the stone floor. Apparently, it was actually some kind of table, because the only way to get further would be a long jump down. No one would survive such a jump. 

"That's it guys, there's nowhere to go from here! We're done for!", Jack shouted to the others and turned around. He saw Brooke holding two of the eight men in one hand each. She pushed down another man with her foot. The other men also stopped running and turned around. It was a sight unlike any other. 

The giantess leaned forward menacingly. In her right hand, between forefinger and thumb, she held a man. Jack remembered the feeling of being squeezed between those fingers. Why he was among the few from his hometown who were not eaten, he did not know. However, the giantess made it clear several times that it would soon be his turn as well....

Suddenly, she was staring directly at Jack. Her look was not threatening, rather she was amused by the pitiful escape attempt. Jack could not take his eyes off her. Even though she is obviously some kind of a man-eating mutant, she is also one of the most perfect women he has ever seen. He couldn't hide the fact that he found her highly attractive. Jack felt uncomfortable, but that didn't seem to bother the giantess. He was probably far from the only one who got an erection at the sight of her. After a short moment of silence, she started talking.

"And first place in this pathetic race goes to the little guy at the back of the table who realized he wasn't going anywhere! But don't worry, you've all won a wonderful journey of your dreams together with all your colleagues. Your destination will be... my stomach! Enjoy the warm climate while being digested in a pool of gastric acid! Let's start with the last placed participant. As for the rest of you: Feel free to come in front of me and line up. Brooke will be happy to help you redeem your prize."

Jack saw the giantess put the man between her fingers into her mouth. She swallowed him without any teasing or hesitation. 

Apparently, Jack took first place in the "race", which gives him the unique advantage of watching all the other men of his group getting eaten, one by one.

Soon his time will come too...