Sophia’s eyes fluttered and she opened them with a groan, coming quickly back to consciousness. She looked around warily. The last thing she remembered, she and Nick had been clenched in Trell’s fist as the renegade Titaness had fled Atlantis with the stolen artifact. Sophia was reminded, painfully, that the strange disk had been jabbed into her side during the escape. 

After that, Trell had stopped and fiddle with some strange gizmo… there had been a sickening jerk as they’d been pulled into the air… and then darkness.

Her vision cleared and she saw that she was in a room, a Titan-sized room. She was laying on a desk or a shelf of some kind. Her hands and legs were bound. 

In the center of the room, Trell loomed over a table, and on that table laid a visibly frightened Nick. He had been stripped naked once again, and Sophia could see from her vantage point, he was shivering.

Sophia wanted to call out to him, make sure he was all right, but her throat was too dry. Her tongue felt like a wad of tissue paper jammed in her mouth. 

She wasn’t sure how she could possibly help Nick, who was certainly the target of Trell’s attentions for the moment, but she knew the first thing to do would be to get herself untied. 

Nick knew he was in deep trouble the moment he saw the look on Trell’s face. She was towering above him, the ceiling light above her cast her face in shadow, but he still saw the smile on her face. The smile that said she would find it somewhat amusing, for example, to see just how far she could bend one of his limbs until it snapped like a twig. 

Her hand came towards him then, her fingers wrapped around him, and he was raised towards her smirking face. 

“I really don’t think you should be worried about Sophia right now,” She purred, her warm breath washing over his face. “Your one and only concern should be me, and what I’m going to do with you.” 

Nick gulped nervously. “And… and what are you going to do with me?” 

The Titaness smirked. “Oh, eventually I’ll swallow you, I suppose. It’s probably the least messy way to dispose of you, at any rate. Now what should I do with you until that point, that’s the hard question.” 

She used the tip of her finger to gently pet the back of Nick’s head as she talked. It was eerily similar to the way Brinn petted Nick, but that’s also what made it feel so wrong to him. It was a mocking imitation of genuine affection. 

“Shall I merely torture you?” She mused aloud as she began to pace about the room, “break every bone it your body? Cut one of your arteries and time how long it takes you to bleed out?” She tightened her grip on Nick’s body, making it hard for him to breathe.

“You’re a sick woman.” Nick gasped as he struggled to free himself from her fist. 

“Oh I’m just getting started, cutie.” She smiled and brought him closer to her lips. “Shall I just keep licking you and licking you until your skin starts to peel away?” She stuck her tongue out and waggled it at him; a drop of saliva slid off the tip and fell to the floor below.

“I do like that idea quite a bit.” Trell mused. “But I suppose it would all depend on how good you taste.” Without any further warning, her tongue darted out and ran up the length of Nick’s body before retreating back into Trell’s mouth. 

The Titaness licked her lips, as if contemplating Nick’s taste. “Not bad. A little salty, but I suppose that’s more due to fear than…” She paused with a slightly shocked look on her face, which eventually turned to a delightedly surprised look. 

“No way!” Her grip loosened and Nick found himself in her palm. “It’s true! You’re getting an erection. This is turning you on!” 

Nick gapped at the Titaness. “I…”

Trell laughed. “Oh this is too perfect. Does my long wet tongue make you hot, little man?” She mocked. “Do you want to play inside my mouth for a while?”

She blinked, as a new thought occurred to her. “Or perhaps… you actually want me to eat you?” 

“That’s just stupid!” Nick spat. “Why would I want to be eaten? Especially by you?” 

A slow grin appeared on Trell’s face. “Oh now there’s an interesting idea…” she muttered to herself. She set Nick down on the table. “Okay Snack-boy, here’s the deal: I’m not going to swallow you.”

Nick rolled his eyes. “Oh how torturous. Whatever shall I do?” 

Trell smirked, amused by his sudden bravado. “I’m not finished. You won’t be swallowed, until you ask for it.”

Nick sneered at the Titaness. “You can break every bone in my body and-“ 

“I don’t mean like ‘I can’t take any more of this, please just let me die.’ Not that kind of asking. In fact, I’m not going to hurt you at all, at least not physically. I’m going to make you want it to happen.” She leaned down and put her mouth uncomfortably close to Nick’s face. “That’s the game. That’s how I win, by getting you to beg me to eat you.”

“I don’t like your odds.” Nick spat sarcastically. 

Trell shrugged. “Well, I plan on cheating a little.” She got up and walked over to a small cupboard. From this cupboard she extracted a handful of items: a hairbrush, a spray bottle, and a small box. 

As she walked back over to the table Nick was trapped on, Trell began to spray whatever substance was in the bottle into her hair while using the hairbrush to spread it through her long blonde mane. 

When she reached the table, she set the hairbrush aside and opened the box. She extracted a smaller case, which was opened to reveal a pair of contact lenses, which she put into her own eyes. 

“This is an interesting little toy I picked up.” She told Nick conversationally as she worked. “It’s really handy when you need a quick disguise.” She blinked her eyes to settle the contact lenses. 

Nick couldn’t see any difference. Her eyes appeared to be the same color they always were. “I’m not seeing any disguise.”

Trell rolled her eyes. “I’m not done yet.” She reached into the box and withdrew a hairband and a small electronic device. “Watch.” She pushed the hairband onto her head and pressed a handful of buttons on the device. 

Suddenly, her hair turned a shade of coppery red. The change started at her scalp and moved down to the tips. The entire change took about ten seconds. She blinked her eyes and Nick realized they were a blue-green color. 

The exact same shade that Brinn’s eyes were. And the red in Trell’s hair matched Brinn’s as well. 

“Neat, huh?” Trell grinned at her little guest. “The headband sends a special frequency through the hair follicles that the spray reacts to and changes color to any shade I need. The lenses work similarly, although in their case they use tiny holographic lenses to make my eyes appear any color I want. I can program both with this little device here.”

She punched another button and her hair and eyes returned to their normal shades. Another press of the button and she donned her disguise once more. 

She twirled, sending her newly copper hair flying about her head. “Well? What do you think? Do I look like my sister?”

Nick snorted, crossing his arms over his chest. “Trell, I know you don’t really think much of human intelligence… but give me some credit here.”

Trell pouted mockingly. “So you don’t think I look like Brinn?” She reached into the box and removed one final item. 

“No, I do not.” 

“Hmm, well…” Without warning, Trell bent down and blew a handful of mint green powder into Nick’s face “How about NOW?”

Nick stepped back, coughing furiously and waving away the cloud of dust that engulfed him. His eyes had snapped shut reflexively, and when he was able to open them he gasped at the sight before him. 

The table he’d been standing on had been solid and metal, but at that moment it appeared to be a shifting mass of molten steel. It looked to him like he was standing on a puddle of liquid mercury. 

He gasped in surprise and tried to step away, but the liquid metal clung to his feet, engulfing his ankles, holding him down.

“No!” he yelled and tried to back away, tripping himself in the process. The metal oozed up his arms and over his legs. Nick struggled to free himself, but it climbed inexorably up his body. Everything below his waist and above his elbow was covered; he was pinned now, and couldn’t stand.

Animalistic panic gripped him as it flowed up his neck and over his face. “No! Stop, please!” it covered his face and his view went black. 

But only for a moment, or perhaps for eternity. Nick couldn’t tell. 

When he opened his eyes again, Nick found himself lying on the floor of his old high school algebra class, completely naked. The whole class was laughing at him; he struggled to cover himself, to hide himself from them. He began to shrink from embarrassment. 

Literally. 

Even as his former classmates pointed and laughed, Nick’s body began to dwindle away and their faces rose into the air above him, like Titans. Suddenly there was a rumbling sound and the ceiling of the room was ripped away. Far above him, looking to be over a thousand feet tall, Brinn’s face peeked into the classroom, like a goddess from on high. 

“Brinn help!” Nick shouted. The goddess smiled down on him and lowered her hand, he climbed into it gratefully. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he noted that her hand had returned to normal size (for a Titan.) 

Nick stared up into her face, overjoyed to see her. “Brinn! Thank god you’re here! You have to help me!” 

Suddenly the smile melted off of Brinn’s face. “Why should I help a pitiful little insect like you?” She growled. 

“W-What?” 

“You’re nothing but a pathetic little toy to me, and not a very good one at that.” Brinn snarled. “I think it’s time to get rid of you.” She titled her hand and Nick slid off her palm and fell into oblivion. 

He landed with a thud, knocking the wind out of him and stunning him momentarily. When he was able to; he sat up and looked around. Brinn was gone; he was surrounded by green plant life. He could hear birds chirping in the distance.

“Where…?” He muttered. One of the green tree stalks bent in the breeze and he was face to face with a large flower. He realized that he was not surrounded by trees, it was grass. He was lost in some kind of lawn. 

“Nick…?” He heard a female voice calling for him. “Where are you?” Suddenly there was a crash and a booted foot landed in front of him, crushing the grass around him. 

His gaze traveled up the long feminine legs up the Titaness body until they beheld a face smiling down on him. The longs legs collapsed on themselves and the Titaness lowered her hand to him. 

Slender feminine fingers as long as he was tall gently enveloped him and raised him up as the giantess stood back up to her full height. She smiled at him, warmly. 

It was Trell.

Nick gasped and tried to scoot away from her on her palm, as futile a gesture as this was.

Trell giggled girlishly. “Nick, what are you doing?” 

Nick’s eyes were wide with panic. “S-Stay away from me, Trell.” 

Trell pouted playfully. “What’s the matter Nick, don’t you like me anymore? I thought you were my good little pet.” 

Nick shook his head. “No! You want to kill me! And Brinn… She-“ 

“Brinn? What has that nasty sister of mine done to you, Nick?” Trell’s tone turned concerned. 

“I don’t… I don’t understand.” Nick grabbed the back of his head with both hands. 

Trell stroked his back softly with one finger. “Easy, Nick. It’s okay. Brinn can’t hurt you as long as I’m here. Let me give you a kiss, it will make it all better.” Nick looked up just in time to see Trell’s soft lips cover his entire face. 

It felt… nice. Her warm flesh surrounded his head, her breath flowed around him and her whispered moan of delight reverberated through his entire body, calming him. 

She pulled away and Nick was momentarily dazed. 

“There!” Brinn said, licking her lips. “Isn’t that better?” 

Nick’s body stiffened. “Brinn? No, stay away!” 

Brinn’s face took on a look of hurt and confusion. “What’s wrong with you, Nick? It’s me!”

“No! You’ll hurt me! You hate me! You both do! I… I don’t know. Just leave me alone!” 

Brinn’s shook her head ruefully. “What did she do to you, Nick? Come on. I’ve gotten you away from her but we’re still not safe yet. I need to smuggle you out and the only way to do it is inside of me. I need to swallow you Nick.” 

“No!” Nick slammed his fist into the palm of her hand. “Don’t swallow me! Let me go. Please!”

“Nick, don’t worry it’ll only be for a little while…”

“No!” Nick screamed and before the Titaness could stop him, he stood and took a flying leap from the palm of her hand. He hit the ground and, despite the fall knocking the wind out of him again, managed to climb to his feet and run for his life. “Just stay away from me, both of you! All of you!”

*.*.*.*.*.*

Trell smiled in satisfaction. The little human hadn’t given in to her, yet… but he was breaking. It was just a pity that she couldn’t actually see what he was seeing. The drug she had given him induced wild hallucinations… but it wasn’t a holo-program. All she could do was react to what he was doing, to try and integrate herself (or herself as Brinn) into his delusions as best she could, based on what he was doing. 

She spared a quick glance at the shelf where she had left Sophia. She was pleased to note the little woman was precisely where she’d left her. She was struggling, of course, to undo the bonds Trell had made around her wrists and ankles, but the Titaness was confident the little human was incapable of escaping on her own. 

In the meantime, she still had her other toy to play with.

“Oh Nicky!” She called out in a singsong voice. “Where are you?” 

*.*.*.*.*.*

Sophia let out a growl of frustration and collapsed back onto the shelf. She’d been struggling for hours to undo the bindings around her wrists and ankles, but they were proving to be too strong for her. She couldn’t seem to loosen them even a little bit. 

She breathed heavily as she tried to regain her strength and stop the fear and despair that had slowly been building in her chest from overwhelming her. 

“Pst!” 

Her eyes widened. She looked to where the sound had come from and, much to her shock and surprise, she saw another human. He motioned to her for silence and, while keeping an eye on Trell, slowly made his way towards her. 

“Just relax.” He whispered when he’d finally reached her. “My name’s Alex. Let me get you untied here.”

“I’m Sophia.” The woman whispered back. “How did you get here?” 

“Later.” Alex muttered as he finally got Sophia’s wrists untied. “Right now we have to figure out a way to get us all out of this mess before Psycho over there decides to have us for lunch.” With a final tug, Sophia was free from her bonds and, with Alex’s help, she pulled herself to her feet.

“Come on.” Alex half supported the young woman as he led her back to his hiding spot behind Trell’s duffle bag.

“Now what do we do?” Sophia wondered. “She’s roughly a hundred times our size and she has all the toys.” 

Alex glanced around, then back up at the duffle bag. “I think I have an idea.” He grabbed Sophia by the hand and pulled her along behind him. “Come on.”

“I hope it’s a good one, I don’t think Nick can last much longer.” 

*.*.*.*.*.*

Nick’s heart was beating a mile a minute. He was hiding in the corner of the room, dust on the floor piled up to his shins. His eyes were wide with fear as he kept a watchful lookout for the giant woman that was hunting him. He could see her, across the way. She was crawling along on all fours, body stretched languidly out behind her, as she pawed underneath the furniture in her search for him. Her long red… no blonde hair cascaded down her back, nearly touching the floor at this angle, and her piercing blue-green… (brown?) eyes peered into the darkness.

“Nick…” she called out seductively, like a deadly siren. “Come out Nick. I just want to play! I already promised I wouldn’t hurt you…” 

Trembling with fear, Nick retreated further into the dusty shadows.

The giant woman’s eyes locked with his and a cruel smile appeared on her face.

“There you are!”

*.*.*.*.*.*

Alex pulled Sophia over to the duffle bag he’d been hiding in. He glanced up at the monumental piece of luggage ruefully. 

“After all the time I spent trying to get out of this stupid thing, now I have to get right back in.”

“What are you talking about?” Sophia wondered, glancing over at Trell worriedly, watching the twisted Titaness chase Nick around on the floor like a cat with a mouse.

“All of Trell’s ‘toys’ as you call them, are in this bag. There might be something we can use against her.”

“Like what?” Sophia asked distractedly as she nervously kept an eye on Trell. 

“I don’t know, but anything is better than us sitting here waiting for Trell to find us.” He hoisted himself up onto the side of the bag, and Sophia hastened to help him climb higher. “If we want to have any chance of helping your friend, we have to do something.”

Sophia nodded. “You’re right.”

Alex had made it to the top of the bag. “Keep watch out here, I’m going in.”

*.*.*.*.*.*

Trell was seated at the table, fingers idly tapping on its metallic surface as she gazed gleefully down at a broken Nick, who was currently curled in a trembling little ball, lost within a drug induced hallucination in his own mind.

“This is so much fun!” Trell muttered to herself. “I wonder if I could do the same thing to the girl?” She fiddled with the controls on her disguises and after a few moments her hair had darkened to midnight black and her eyes had turned a deep purple color. 

She looked at her own reflection in the tabletop and concluded she really didn’t look a thing like Zara did.

“No!”

Trell looked up startled at the sudden exclamation from her broken little victim. Nick had risen shakily to his feet and was pointing at her, eyes wide with terror. 

“You don’t get to swallow me either Zara!” He spat. “You already did it once before!” 

Trell’s eyes widened in surprise. That was an interesting bit of news. So, Nick had some experience. She could work with that. 

She smiled seductively and leaned down close to the little human. “Nick…” She purred, licking her lips slowly. “Now, be honest with me… You liked it inside of me, didn’t you?”

“N-No!” Nick shook his head in violent denial. 

“Yes you did. It was warm and safe in there wasn’t it?” Trell continued. She placed her hands flat on the table on either side of her prey, leaning in closer she used the very tip of her tongue to lap at the side of his face.

Nick’s knees wobbled and he collapsed to the table, eyes cast downward. “Yes.” 

Trell smiled triumphantly. “Good. Now don’t you want to experience that warmth, that safety…” She changed her disguise back to Brinn, “…with me? Don’t you want to be inside me, Nick?”

“Yes.” He whispered again, his confession barely heard by his tormentor. “I do.” 

Trell’s eyes lit up with the confirmation of her victory. “All you have to do is ask, Nick. That’s all.” She whispered, her body tingling with excitement. 

“Swallow me.” Nick begged, his voice ragged. “Please.” 

Trell chuckled and lowered her head until her chin touched the table. “As you wish.” She opened her mouth expectantly. It took a few seconds, but eventually the delirious and broken Nick hauled himself to his feet and dutifully climbed into her mouth. 

Trell’s body practically vibrated from the adrenaline coursing through her system, but she somehow managed to stay still long enough for her prey to clamber onto her tongue. When he was safely inside, she closed her jaws with a resounding and exaggerated clack, sealing him in. 

She rose to a standing position, arms raised triumphantly as she began to roll her little morsel around with her tongue, tasting his flavor. She pressed him against the roof of her mouth and battered his body against her teeth. 

Finally, after quite a bit of this treatment, Trell decided she’d had enough. It was time to end their little game and seal her victory. She rolled Nick on her tongue one last time, coating his body in her saliva, and then, with a satisfied moan and a grin on her face…

She swallowed.