Still Subject to Change Chapter 1 (NEW)
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Hello everyone! i decided to repost arc 1 of SSTC
(the chapters were way too long and had a bunch of typos but hopefully this will make reading easier)
this Story contains Vore, Dont like dont read.
if there are still any grammatical errors i'm sorry.
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Hiding in an alley between two buildings I could look over the Market pretty well, and considering the clear spring weather it was possible to see all the way up to the Castle.
Fuck that place, I hoped it would burn to the ground and take the Racist King down with it!
Ohh how I hated being a hybrid of a human and one of the Fae beings that were definitely NOT human as was clearly seen in my way too blue eyes, very pointy ears, sharper teeth and the fact that some of my organs were doubled even if I didn’t need them.
Like, who even needed four kidneys? or two hearts? The second one wasn’t even beating
At least the second stomach was useful for holding my coins as for whatever reason it did not work like my normal one, probably also the result of my Bastard Status.
Back to the situation at hand, I needed food as I could not find anyone who would take in a bastard like me or even give me a job as per the King’s orders all Fae and even Woodfolk were to be banished.
I didn’t know how to survive in the woods since I was raised as the Human Donovan Verney and not as some wild magic creature like most Fae were so my only option to survive in this place was to steal.
I was not proud of it but I never took more than I needed and if possible left some of the coins that I had painstakingly collected from the ground as people lost them quite frequently.
Looking around I saw that one of the stands selling Pastries was currently not being tended to and decided to try and get some bread to at least last this week.
Dashing out between the buildings I aimed to just run past and grab whatever I could reach first and just book it out of here.
but as I got close enough to grab a still steaming fresh Bun a Lady stood up from under the table the Pastries laid.
well too late to change course now, she’d be able to excuse one bread i was sure, running by i grabbed the Bun and Darted through the crowd just as the lady began screaming.
“THIEF!!! THIEF!!! SOMEONE GET HIM! ARREST HIM! THERE’S A STEALING FAE HERE I SAW HIS EARS!!!! SOMEONE HELP”
Man, this lady could scream loud! She acted like I had stolen her entire heritage instead of one measly bun, and even worse was that she had noticed my bastard status…
So it wouldn’t be long until the guards showed up.
As a matter of fact i could hear the telltale rattling of armor clanking against itself as the owners ran after me seemingly coming out of nowhere, fuck!
They must have been patrolling nearby, today really wasn’t my lucky day.
Hearing them get closer I decided to Run towards the Silvervale forest as nobody in their right mind would go in there of their own free will seeing as it was infested with various Monsters.
Sprinting between some houses I arrived at a small field that led to the woods and decided to just run straight across it, hoping that as soon as I got to the edge of the woods they would stop following me.
Nobody in their right mind would follow me into there as the place was known to be teeming with monsters.
Just last week a man that wandered too close got snatched and mauled by a Manticore and was never seen again.
I knew it was also dangerous for myself because I could very well be killed by one of the forest inhabitants as well.
But so far I’ve gotten lucky as my pursuers usually turned tail as soon as they saw that I went into the woods deeming them too dangerous and everyone that entered it immediately dead.
Reaching the Treeline and starting to run a bit slower i looked back and saw that the Guards that were after me weren’t even full guards, Just some apprentices wearing the standard kingdom issued training armor Consisting of a belly free breastplate and some Chainmail over Leather as well as sturdy boots and a standard shortsword.
That in itself would not have been so bad if it wasn’t for the fact that neither of them slowed down and instead just continued sprinting after me into the woods causing me to bolt away from them even faster to make up for the distance i had already lost while looking back.
I tried to get them off my trail by weaving between trees hoping they would lose sight of me but the Blonde one, who I assumed was the leader of the two as he was sort of dragging the rusthead behind him sometimes, was on my track like a Bloodhound.
I started to wonder if maybe they had a death wish following me in here seeing as I didn’t even know where I was anymore and I doubted they knew either, but this was a race for Survival MY Survival and I was not about to lose it.
I dared to look behind me one more time and saw that I had gained a bit of distance between us and I hoped that would only grow from here on out.
But as it turns out, looking behind yourself while running is not a good idea as I learned the hard way after a misstep led to me falling into a sinkhole that I didn’t see and tumbling down only served to scrape my knees and elbows.
The disorienting slide came to a stop at the bottom of a small cave where I face planted into the ground landing on some branches and dirt.
As I tried to stand up I noticed that my ragged shirt had caught onto something, and looking down I saw a Skeleton!
Biting back a scream at this sudden development I tried to get off of it in a panic only to realize that the skeleton’s arm was sticking to my own as it appeared that a bracelet it had worn slipped over my own wrist as I fell on top of it.
Yanking the bones away and intending to just throw the Trinket next to it as it suddenly shrunk around my arm fitting perfectly like a second skin with inlaid gems I had never seen before, and now impossible to take off.
oh great some magic shit on top of this already bad day i mused in grimm irony as i tried to strip the thing off with no results.
Deciding to deal with this later and focus on escaping my entourage for now i climbed some roots that led me out of the hole i had initially fallen in.
Looking around for a second I saw that the men hunting me like Wildshot were way closer than before, so turning around I just booked it into the opposite direction towards a clearing I could see in the distance.
While stumbling exhaustedly over branches and stones I did not notice that I had started to grow until I stumbled once again and fell down.
getting up and looking back to the two that had followed me suddenly noticed that i was about five times their size now and they both stared at me, the Rusthead in unabashed Horror and the blonde in a sort of grimm shock.
I was stunned by this development.
How did I grow?
Then my mind and eyes snapped back to the Bracelet with the inlaid gems and I figured that the thing had to be actually cursed to do this to me.
Looking at the two guards in training, the blonde one who was ready to just stab me with his shortsword, now a mere toy to me, simply kept staring for a moment frozen in place.
I acted without thinking and grabbed the Rusthead next to him in a fist and plucked his weapon away from him as he squirmed in my grip.
“HEY!! LET HIM GO YOU BEAST!”
commanded the blonde as he yelled at me.
“or what?”
I growled at him in the deepest voice I could muster which, considering my newfound size was a lot deeper than I anticipated and ended up shaking the rusthead in my grip to the core as he tried to wiggle free from my grasp or at least get one of his arms free.
“I- i don’t know but please don’t hurt him! he’s only here because i told him to”
the Blonde seemed a lot more jittery all of a sudden without his sword as he stared at my hand that had trapped his friend? brother?
Whatever the Rusthead might be to him it was apparently rather important for him that he stayed alive and unhurt.
I realized I could use this to my advantage and began thinking up a plan on the spot.
“i’ll make you a deal”
I offered him.
“I know you’ll get as many guards as soon as possible the moment i let the little guy go so i will take him with me”
As he began to protest I cut him off saying.
“not forever of course, just for a week and then i send him on his way to skitter back to you”.
The guy in question apparently didn’t like that as he began shouting at me but I ignored it and instead put one of my fingers over his mouth to silence him.
The Blonde looked distrustingly at me and seemed to consider the pros and cons of this.
He was probably fully aware that at this size I could very easily kill him and the Rusthead.
his eyes kept darting between my face and my hand which still held the other boy in an inescapable grip and finally sighed regretfully.
“if you PROMISE that you wont hurt him then i’ll agree to this just please don’t hurt him it’s my fault that he’s here”
He pleaded and started to take of his bag that he previously carried on his back
“I know that you’ll be far away by the time you’ll let him go.
Can you take this with you?
it contains some supplies so he can find his way back home”
I used my unoccupied hand to inspect the bag and saw that it contained a rope, a waterskin, a knife and some other useful tools.
While I inspected the bag the Blonde and the rusthead kept looking at each other desperately trying to figure a way out of this.
Stashing the bag in the front pocket of my pants I took my finger off of the Rustheads mouth so he could talk again which he immediately did.
“ARTHUR!” He wailed and tried once again to fruitlessly squirm free.
oh so the Blonde guy was named Arthur?
“well say bye, you’ll see each other again in about a week”
I held the wiggling Rusthead closer to the guy that apparently was named Arthur and let them say a few words to each other before standing up for the first time since I’ve grown into a giant and immediately getting a bit dizzy from the height I was looking down at Arthur.
Calculating a bit and using the Rusthead in my fist as a reference point I concluded that I was at least thirty feet tall now, if not bigger.
That was a lot larger than anything else I’ve ever seen and I was surprised that I didn’t just straight up put dents in the ground where I was standing.
Collecting myself and Holding the Rusthead, who at this point had given up trying to get free, closer to my chest i began walking in a random direction, now that i was a giant i could absolutely not go back to a city ever again i realized dejectedly, as i would immediately be killed on sight.
Fuck the King and his stupid policies that no Nonhuman is allowed within the Kingdom walls.
Deciding to shove my bitterness towards a man who I had never met away from me for some other time and trying to be at least a little friendly, I decided to try and reassure the little guy in my hand…
Oh Fuck i was holding an entire Person in my hand, that was insane!
Why did my brain only catch up with the fact that I was a giant now?
Making decisions on a whim when your life is in danger was apparently not my strong suit as I was now stuck with a person barely a fifth of my size for a week.
Shifting my grip on the guard in my hand I ripped his armor plate off and put it in my pocket to the rest of the stuff so I could hold him better.
He still had the chainmail and leather on him, And I had currently no Intention in taking that from him, as I promised that he wouldn’t be hurt, I deemed it best to leave him a majority of his armor.
Besides without a weapon there was no feasible way that he could hurt me.
But it still was extremely weird that I could fit an entire Person in my hand.
The guard in my Hands was still visibly shaken from the whole ordeal and fidgeting nervously with his Arms.
“Calm down Rusthead you’re fine i’m not going to hurt you"
I tried to reassure him.
He however just mumbled
"don’t call me Rusthead”
and was honestly pouting about it.
“What do you want me to call you then?”
I asked him which seemed to catch him off guard a little as he looked at me surprised.
“ Oh uh…i… well my Name is Robin so call me that?"
He jumbled out awkwardly.
"Alright I’ll do that, just cause we’re Stuck together for a week doesn’t mean we have to be mean to each other”
I replied while ducking under some branches making him flinch from the sudden shift in gravity and cling to my Fingers.
"So uh what’s your Name?”
Robin tried awkwardly to make smalltalk.
“Im Donovan and, well i’m not usually this tall”
I told him while trying to find another clearing.
“Yeah i can believe that you seemed just as surprised and confused as we did”
he confessed.
“Also, can I ask where we are going?”
he added meekly.
“Well frankly i have no idea so i think i’m going to go towards the Wyrmhurst Mountain and See if i can climb it"
A Look of Horror crossed Robin’s Face at the mention of the highest peak in the direct vicinity of Kamerasca.
“Are you insane??? That’s like the most dangerous place here!! why would you even WANT to go there?!?”
“well im Giant now so i don’t know what would want to mess with me, besides i only want to go up there because i think i could see really far away”
Looking around I saw that the sun stood way lower than before and decided to start seeking for a shelter before the night fell.
“Besides i can just let you run back to Tunstead when i’m at the base of the mountain i’m not going to Climb that thing with you in my hands”
“So I don’t have to go up there? at least that’s a positive for now”
I nodded at him and continued striding through the forest even if my legs needed a rest soon.
I had been up and about since yesterday morning after all.
Coming into a small clearing and deciding to just use the spot as a temporary camp for tonight, I asked the guy that currently just hung limply in my hand.
“Hey, are you tired? i think this place will do okay as a campsite for tonight”
“im fine with anything really”
he conceded.
“as long as you don’t snore i guess”
he added a lot more quiet.
“i’m pretty sure i don’t snore otherwise the actual guards in Tunstead would have found me sleeping in the alleys”
I reached my hand out and grabbed at the leaves of a nearby tree to try and to make it into a nest for Robin to sleep in.
the leaves felt flakey and almost fake in my now giant hands.
I realized halfway through my foraging that if I left Robin to sleep by himself without something to keep him from running away he would do exactly that.
Remembering the bag the other one gave me, I fished it out of my pocket and took the rope out that it contained.
“What are you…? uh what are you gonna do with that?”
the smaller asked nervously, staring at the rope in my hand.
“Well I know if i go to sleep you will just run away so i have to tie you up so you don’t escape”
I explained to him trying to figure out the best way to do this.
“WAIT wait can we talk about this? I’m not keen on sleeping on the ground while tied up like a wild horse!”
He had started squirming again to get free, but like the last time it did not do anything other than tire himself out even more.
“You’ll be fine, it’s just rope not the end of the world”
I rolled my eyes at him and started binding his legs together.
“ah what about ummm rope burn?! I don’t want rope burns that’s nasty and could get infected?”
He had started rambling at me to get me to reconsider tying him up, but he did have a point with the rope burns so, reaching into the bag once again, I took out what appeared to be a spare undershirt and started wrapping it around his bare arms.
“There, that should solve the rope burn problem”
I told him as I tied his arms to his front.
“But what if one of the monsters of this forest shows up? or worse!”
He tried once more to get out of this by talking.
“if something does show up just scream and i’ll kick it as far as i can”
I told him while setting him onto the leaves I had prepared earlier and lying down next to it myself, sticking close in case he decided to somehow rob away while bound.
“At least i get a bed”
he grumbled and fell over onto his side facing away from me.
“Whatever Goodnight, And if somethings wrong just yell for me”
I said in his general direction, the entire day of walking had made me tired and now that the sun was gone I could barely keep my eyes open.
shuffling around a bit to get comfortable I closed my eyes and drifted into a dreamless sleep.
I was awoken later by someone saying my name, which in itself was unusual, as I rarely had any reason to tell it to anyone.
It took me a few seconds to recognize who was talking to me and at first I tried just going back to sleep before my name was said again.
Opening my eyes to look at Robin I saw that it was still night judging by the darkness around us.
“What’s the Problem?” I asked him sleepily and wished that it was nothing so I could go back to bed.
I felt heavier than ever before and really just wanted to keep sleeping.
“It’s very cold. Can you make a fire?” he asked with chattering teeth.
Opening my eyes completely I saw my breath come out in little clouds and looking over to Robin I could just about make out frost on the leaf bed I had made and him lying pitifully shaking inside of it.
It was weird that the cold did not seem to bother me at all but i shoved that away for the next morning
“It’s too dark to make a fire and I don’t have firewood”
I Informed him.
“Do you have any other ideas to warm me up?”
His teeth chattering worse with each word he said.
Not knowing what else to do I rolled completely on my side, facing him and taking him into my hands once again, while also fishing out a handkerchief that I had in my other pocket intending to let the tiny Guard use it as a Blanket.
I was glad that I had washed it before this madness happened.
Curling around Robin and laying the cloth over him like a blanket.
I hoped that this was enough so I could go back to sleep already.
“thank you”
I heard the softly spoken words that just barely reached my ears shortly before I fell back asleep.
The next time I awoke it was thankfully morning and i was not tired anymore, opening my eyes and looking around without moving beyond that as i remembered what had transpired last night and not wanting to roll over the small Guard i simply continued lying there.
glancing down to see if he was also awake I found him staring intently at a dandelion where a Bee currently tried to get nectar, not caring at all that it was stared at.
Shifting around a bit, I decided to at least wish him a good morning after he had to sleep in the cold for a few hours.
“Good morning”
I politely greeted him.
He however, Flinched like a Wyvern had snuck up on him and whipped his head around to stare at me with wide pupils, Brown eyes wide before blinking and going back to normal.
“Hey you good?”
I inquired about his weird reaction.
“ah i’m sorry i just had my mind somewhere else”
He explained and then added sheepishly.
“i’m afraid it happens a lot that i just zone out”
“So I noticed”
I replied dryly and started to get intending to stretch my muscles.
“So uh Donovan right?”
I heard him ask from the Ground where he looked up at me.
“Yeah what is it?”
I responded and bent down again to scoop his still rope bound form up from the ground while also pocketing my Handkerchief again.
“Can you unbind me now? Night is over and i want to be able to move again”
He seemed nervous asking me for anything at all which, considering the happenings of the past twenty four hours, I could not blame him.
Still I had not eaten since yesterday Morning as I was rudely interrupted by the entire madness that led to my current Situation and would have to get something today.
And having a small Person in my Hands while trying to find something would not be helpful.
“Not yet, i need to find something to eat first and dragging you around with me is not gonna do me any favors in that regard”
“Wait, you’re not gonna leave me tied up on the ground are you???”
He blurted out worriedly.
He HAD a fair point in that actually, i could not leave him in case one of the less friendly residents of this Forest showed up.
Having him sit on the floor would only be dangerous so thinking about it for a second I got another idea.
“I’m not gonna leave you on the floor don’t worry i’ll just put you in a tree most things can’t climb anyways so you should be safe”
I explained to him and started looking for some suitable Greenery.
“That’s not any better?!?”
He exclaimed bewildered and tried to chew on the part of the rope that went over his shoulder but couldn’t quite reach it.
“it’ll be fine i’ll just hunt some wildgame or something and i’ll share so you get something too”
I tried to placate him but he still looked grumpy about it as I put him in a tree somewhere above my head and left him dangling from a piece of rope.
“I’ll be right back with something to eat, okay? you’ll be fine in the meantime”
he did not respond and instead just pouted at me as I slowly went to look for anything edible.
Trying to navigate through the underbrush quietly proved to be difficult with my new size, as I kept stepping on branches and twigs and even entire logs as well as hitting my head on the overgrowth, sometimes alerting a few Birds.
After a few minutes however I got the hang of it and started to silently creep along between the trees until I spotted a Deer that was eating some lichen off a tree.