I noticed it had a large red sheet wrapped around it with flowers and small wooden carved ornaments of a****ls adhorning it's base. She lifted me up a...d placed me onto a little shelf she had carved into it."Wait right here, I'll be back in a few moments." She commanded before scarpering off further into the woods.I perched myself onto the ledge and looked down. Holy shit! I must be about 200 feet above the ground. I stepped a few feet back away, afraid of falling.My sunny-blonde haired giantess. "Do you have a better explanation for how all of this got here?" I asked and pointed to all of the tools and other things here. "Or for the condition of the house, or how the gates and the doors opened for us?" I demanded. Owen just looked at me with a bewildered expression on his face for many seconds following that."No, I can think of no other way that all of this could have happened, but why US?" he asked in a very quiet voice."I have no idea, but WE need to get back to the Courthouse before. A few steps led up to a tapered shower in the corner of the room. Behind the bed several bulk boxes of tissues, and towels were laid out. “Well, you just get in the shower and I’ll get some extra towels.” So I got naked and flitted behind the flimsy shower curtain to wash myself with the litre bottle of cheap liquid soap of which smell seems to remind me of the toilets in mechanics’ workshops. Hearing Naomi return, I finished up and stepped out to be handed a towel. I dried myself, talking. We keep working and chatting, but my eyes keep locking on to her nipples which are still there for all to see. I realize that mine are hard too, and it’s equally obvious when I glance down. It’s about this moment that she stretches; hands on her shoulders, chest out, head to one side, shifting from one side to the other. Slowly thrusting one breast at a time in my direction with its hard nipple teasing me. I start to feel that tingling, throbbing between my legs. She couldn’t be doing that.