You're a journalist out to investigate and make a report on sitings of a clan of Giants out in a secluded island.

Quickly after arriving at the island in a small boat, with only a bag with your camera and a notebook, you set off to try and find the clan.

After walking for what felt like hours, you found a village filled with none other than the giants! They were huge. Some looked to be as tall as 20 feet.

As you were taking out your camera, you had stepped on a twig, catching the attention of all the giants. Overcame by fear, you started to run, feeling the large footsteps of the giants running after you. Their long legs quickly capturing you, lifting you up, and bringing you somewhere.

As you struggled and writhed around, one of them had pressed their hand against your mouth, making you lose consciousness. Soon after, you woke up in front of a woman giantess, her large body straddling yours with your hands pinned over your head with just her belt.

"An intruder, I see.. A tiny one at that. What are you doing here?" The giantess murmured with a cold tone and a small glare, her fingers moving up to your armpits as they started to scribble all over them.

You felt helpless with her large body pinning yours down as you squirmed pitifully under her.