Brobdingnagian Bath (Patreon)

*This story is non canon! It won’t have any effect on the future of the main Maria Gulliver story, I just wanted to scratch an itch for a Brobdingnagian/Lilliputian interaction. In fact I went a bit crazy with the number of renders in this set, and as well as having these three main images I rendered a whole load extra in 4k! This took me an extra couple of days (one of the reasons why I don’t render all these extra angles in 4k normally) but it means that in addition to Big Boss tier getting alternate angles in 2k as usual, Mega Boss tier will be getting them in 4k, with an EXTRA three images as a special thank you for the extra support that usually goes unrewarded. This set kind of jumped the queue but I wanted to share it with you straight away. Hope you enjoy!*

With as much care as she could muster Vildagluc lowered herself into the bath. The water was much cooler than she would normally desire but in this case there was the comfort of others to think about for spread over the surface of the water bobbed some eight miniature ships not much larger than an inch in length. These were the mightiest warships that the Lilliputian navy had ever built, each with hundreds of hands ready to wage war inside them, but here they were trapped in her tub as toys to amuse her. It would not do to sink the delicate vessels before she could examine them, and she desired to preserve every single minuscule life, so she slowly sat herself down, barely causing a ripple. She imagined what a sight it must be for the men on the ships to see her, body rising out of the water lager than the tallest cliffs they had ever seen, her knee must be like an island, her breasts like a twin headland. It was one thing to see the boats but she desired to see the sailors, she could not imagine anything being so small as they must be. Tentatively Vildagluc submerged her hands, palms cupped, and raised them up beneath some of the ships. Lifting her hands she allowed water to drain between her fingers leaving the vessels beached, and brought them up to her face. She watched as specks fled from thee ships in great numbers. They were so tiny she could not believe it. These must be mighty warships indeed as the sailors were so tiny in comparison that she could barely see them. The men were so small they they were dwarfed by the tiniest drops of water on her skin. They clambered over the ridges, folds and wrinkles of her palm. It would have been so easy to just lick her palms and consume all these minuscule lives that it was an almost impossible task to resist, but for now she just watched in amazement as the toughest men of the lilliputian military ran over each other as terrified specks in her hands.