“Will I… ever find my way home?” The tiny human gasped wearily, unable to travel in a straight line any further. He had been walking for what felt like years across this surreal, lush Savanna. But due to his size in this strange alien place, had made very little actual progress. The blades of grass, the pebbles, and rocks, all crawled by at a snail’s pace. Distant small trees and shrubs never seemed to move. He couldn’t get any bearings with vegetation being higher than a forest to him.

There were no constellations at night, because the sun never seemed to set here. Or maybe it did? It was possible time might be slowing down due to the incalculable mass of this endless world (perhaps time had no meaning here). Taking off his trainers and massaging his sore feet, he knew one thing for sure; his body didn’t age here – he was forever 13.

The young teen, who couldn’t remember his name, or anything much about his former life, or how he got here, wandered for an eternity in this strange ethereal world. Everything about this ‘plane of existence’ was out-of-the-ordinary, it felt supernatural. The air, the water, the very earth beneath him, it all felt alive and humming with energy and possibility. As if the stones he sat on, would come to life any moment, and sing to him.

Gratefully, he became desensitized to it, after a time immemorial of aimlessly hiking through the fog of the ages that dulled his senses. He couldn’t get home, not by himself at any rate. He wasn’t alone. Problem was, the locals were of no help whatsoever. The “wildlife” here (if you could call the beings that) were all positively gargantuan. Every single living entity of this heavenly climate towered far over and beyond him.

Their sight terrified him at first, and he would take cover. Dreadful incontestable forces of nature, that nothing could stop or reason with. Creator-like entities that seemed to be able to shape the land itself. He once witnessed a leviathan, a great Zebra casually stomp, and when it did, the entire world shifted into a mobius strip under it. Another time, an enormous giraffe shaped the skyline into a hill for pleasure; it almost seemed to be surfing, but across plains, not ocean waves.

Frightened beyond words, he hid himself for a long while after that demonstration of these titans’ power. Plucking up courage, he ventured out again, and observed by some grace of God that they were all intelligent beasts. To call them “animals” is probably a gross inaccuracy (maybe even blasphemous), but those organisms on Earth he knew well were what they seemed to resemble the most.

The feral creatures even spoke, and were very civilized and friendly around each other. They didn’t hunt one another for food. Prey and predator-shaped beasts were all polite and treated everyone equally. Understanding this, that they were enlightened, of sound mind and reason, the boy tried to communicate with them. Many times, the youth would call and cry out to these passing giants going about their leisurely strolls for help, and every time it was a fruitless endeavor. They never heard him. These otherworldly animals seemed cognizant, and by some miracle they spoke his language (or maybe he spoke theirs?), but it was all for nought if they were too massive to be aware of his presence.

Laying down the young one had to appreciate a painful fact. There was a gulf between them that he could not cross. They were of a higher order, and may as well have been impersonable apathetic gods, or indifferent advanced aliens, to his plight. He was the size of an insect in comparison to them. It hurt him so much to think about this at first. He was alive, he was sapient like the god animals too. He was a person who had rights. Yet to these beasts, he may as well have not existed at all. To be ignored by everyone, all because of your diminutive proportions and height, made his blood boil, before finally his frustration gave way to a melancholic depression.

There was one time a giant nearly heard him. It gave him hope at first, but was now a source of much bitterness for him. The adolescent unhappily reminisced, when he happened upon two colossal beasts. One resembling a small antelope; the other, an African hare. They were conversing with one another for ages, apparently good friends who hadn’t met up with each other in “eighty-moons” (whatever that means). It gave the teen ample time, even at his present puny size, to get as close as possible to them. Their size was unreal. He cried up and up to them as their vast bodies eclipsed the sun.

Every motion they made caused the ground the quake. Their voices like thunder. It was a fearful ordeal, but he refused to give up. Finally, the hare's long ears twitched, and he remarked to his antelope companion that he heard an odd squeaking noise. By this point, however, the boy's voice had gone hoarse from screaming at them. Both shrugged before concluding it must’ve been the wind blowing through the grasslands. The teen kept trying, but it was no good. Eventually they wished each other a good day and departed, nearly crushing him under vast hooves and massive furry paws that slammed onto the ground.

Being so close, he wasn’t lucky enough to get out of harm’s way. The hare, once a beacon of hope for salvation, now meant one thing to him as its plateau-sized paw came down: death. Rammed into the valleys of the hare's fleshly, great pads, and digits; he went for the rollercoaster ride from Hell. They rocketed through the air together; each, and every, strand of the hare’s fur was akin to the cable of a suspension bridge to him, and threatened to bisect him. Eventually, he broke free of the suction caused by the titan’s own mass and displaced air flow from its stomping. He fell to the ground as the hopping animal continued its merry way, getting unceremoniously deposited “many miles” away from where these giants had gathered – bruised, battered, and dejected.

After that close encounter with death, he never dared to get close to these higher lifeforms ever again. He sat down on a boulder, which in truth was a tiny pebble. “Does this place, go on forever? Am I stuck here forever?” He groaned sadly. He lamented as he dozed, that this world may have looked beautiful, and its inhabitants without worry or need; but it was cruel to tiny living beings.

Presently, the ground began to shake. Rhythmic vibrations came of a living behemoth advancing; every step it took caused an earthquake. A gigantic other-world animal was approaching. The teen ignored it at first; he was used to these god-beasts treading heavily and trampling - until he felt the tremors intensifying, yet no shadow of the beast was visible. Whatever creature this was, it was utterly immense. As he felt the shockwaves, it was far larger than the proud lion, or even that mighty rhino, he saw a long while ago.

The boy panicked as he heard it in the distance humming happily, yet still no shadow. Scouting out what an unseen monster this was, he clambered up the nearest tallgrass prairie. The plant was a tower compared to him, that would provide some vantage to someone so small as him. As he ascended, the landslides of the beast’s stomping became almost an explosive piledriver, and each step shook him to his core, nearly disarming his actions.

Then finally, he caught sight of its head on the bloom of this ethereal horizon – long trunk and great ears. It was an elephant-like giant. The boy was lost for words. He had never seen an animal this big before. The being resembled a landscape, a continent, more than a living mammal. It dwarfed the rhino he saw ages ago, and he thought that an impressive sight, but this titan was a record-breaker. The beast advanced, and as it did, it only continued to grow more massive to him. Every tread took it an unfathomable distance across the Savannah.

Self-preservation instincts switched off at the splendor of this thing approaching closer. He was almost in its direct line of path. Under normal circumstances, the mite-sized human would’ve taken refuge in a rock formation or other, but the majesty of this lumbering beast on its happy stroll captivated him. Up and up its body greedily swallowed up the sky and darkness fell as it went over him. He held on tightly to the plant, which was nearly uprooted by the vortex of displaced air created by the behemoths motion alone.

His “watchtower” was a safe distance from its vast sauropod-like pad of a foot with impressive nails flattening the shrubbery nearby with a crashing sound like buildings being demolished. Because it was so utterly huge, he felt the blast of storm-force winds hit him as if it were right on top of him. He could tell from a glance; the great animal was solidly built; every proportion was broad-chested and imposing. Its big belly lurched as it stomped onwards. In just several steps, it had covered an insane distance, and was now heading away from him. The teen caught sight of its great hindquarters and rear; it’s tail lazily swung around in the air like a pendulum, as the beast’s chunky rear swayed and jiggled from every movement.

“Wow! What a fatass!” He exclaimed at the exhilarating spectacle as each buttock slammed into the other.

Suddenly, the huge beast spluttered and snorted in alarm; it sounded like artillery fire. Its trunk contorted; its tail shot up; hair shook wildly; it fumbled as its mass shifted unexpectedly from missing a step. The great one came to an abrupt halt. Its vast head came about, quickly, turning back to face him with an expression of outrage.

“Who said that!?!” Thundered, the great Elephantidae behemoth, visibly incensed. “Who dares make fun of me!?”

The teen stared at those angry eyes, glaring, perplexed, it was almost as if the beast was staring right back at him.
“You, heard what I said?” Said the boy completely dumbfounded, then gulped fearfully, ramming his hand into his mouth when he realized he just insulted the very giant he had ever made first-contact with.

The vast elephant-like giant advanced suddenly and rapidly upon him with a speed he didn’t expect; every step was intensely loud and increasingly menacing.
“Fool! Ears! These ears! ” The great one bellowed, as she fanned and wagged her expansive twin great canvas of cartilage and thick skin, doing so alone threatened to bowl him off his elevated observation point that was the tallgrass prairie.

“You think they’re for decoration?!? Yes! Of course, I heard you! The better question is: Who are you!? ” It roared like a dragon of the apocalypse as the giant now towered over him. Darkness fell across the surface. With infra-sound capabilities, it had tracked to his very location by just two sentences alone.

The teen gulped nervously at the sight, as a gargantuan head with eyes of fury were searching for the perpetrator – him. Fearing its wrath, he decided to quietly climb down the tallgrass without alerting the animal god to his presence any further than he already had done. He had to get away.

The giant’s voice erupted again with unbridled ferocity “Come out now! You couldn’t have escaped; I would’ve heard it! ”

He thought to himself, why the creature sounds feminine. It sounds female. Oh dear. Even more reason to run for it like a marathon runner – never poke fun of a woman’s weight; he remembered this pearl of wisdom from his days back home on Earth. But the tiny human wasn’t making enough progress; he was always better at climbing up “trees” than down, and struggled to find safe footholds. Every time the monster above spoke it shook him so bad, he had to take a moment to recover, and time was something he didn’t have now. An animal of this world, a being that could shape and bend the very ground as it saw fit, was furious with him.

Then the beast spoke, a little quieter, mountainous, teeth grinding. Its voice sounded more savage and dangerous than ever “If my little ‘comedian’ shows himself now, I will… be merciful and lenient with him. But, if he doesn’t come out upon the count of three. He will find himself stomped into a pancake. ”

Oh shit, thought the mite-sized human. Glancing one, just one of the animal’s pillar-like legs with many folds of skin; each appeared as columns that held up all of creation itself. He realized he had to throw caution to the wind, making daring leaps of faith, if he didn’t get away, and fast, he was a goner. He started taking risks and jumping down until he neared the soil below.

“…1…” Growled the glaring elephant-creature ominously.

Oh crap, she’s serious. He leapt onto the ground with a crunch, far louder than he had anticipated, but he had no time to concern himself with that, and bolted for the light on the horizon where the beast didn’t loom.

“…2…” The monster snarled nastily; it heard that sound of tiny bits of gravel and dust shifting far down below; it was losing patience with him for not revealing himself.
The youth panting, soon realized he wasn’t going to escape. He was in the shadow of the colossus, which had completely overtaken him; and he wasn’t going to reach a minimum safe distance. He gazed up in abject horror at this leviathan, and knew he’d have to confess.

“…3!!! ” The animal boomed with a now-mad rage, as it lifted its front right leg to forever silence her heckler and abuser, once and for all.

“Wait!! I’m here! I’m down here! Please don’t kill me! Please!!” the boy fell to his knees and covered his face, trembling at the sight of this celestial looking pad above, that wasn’t any different from a moon about to crash into a planet.

The great beast’s foot halted immediately from its descent, and was pulled back inwards to the beast’s body “Where are you?! Are you some rodent or tiny bird!? I hear you but don’t see you. Come out! Step out onto this flower where I can see you clearly. ” The immense being’s long trunk pointed to what seemed to be a very pretty Dahlia flower with brilliant pink petals. It was a few acres jog away from the young human.

The teen pleaded with the giant to be patient and he would head towards the plant. He had to keep reassuring the aggrieved creature above that he was complying with its orders as the animal god continued to growl, exposing sharp teeth uncharacteristic of any real herbivore mammal. It kept its right leg suspended in the air, ready to fall if he should run again. Impossibly huge eyes in the sky were frowning, scanning the terrain eagerly trying to find him.

At last, he hauled himself from the tall stem onto the leaf-like florets, arriving at his destination “I’m here, on the flower, look, just please don’t hurt me.” He breathed and panted in defeat, slowly beginning to accept whatever grisly fate this world had in store.

The vast animal blinked, and leaned in; its whopping huge, canyon-wide features loomed ever closer. Vast eyes that resembled the immeasurable universe staring back at a stargazer, so grand you could fall into them forever, were squinting hard, trying to focus on where the voice was coming from.

Suddenly the titan’s head recoiled, it couldn’t believe what it glimpsed, and the movement nearly dragged the poor boy into the void with it. Then the divine elephant peered in again, more slowly, this time, after protesting it was causing a vortex of air this close to him. “Wha- you’re tiny!? A pipsqueak of a speck! ” It said flabbergasted.

“Hmph! Fine thing indeed for you, a bug, to be calling me ‘fatass’. ” Great beautiful eyes examined him, scrutinizing the teen’s shape and form. “Ugh… you’re a human. ” Groaned the giant “Well. The other Earth-Makers wouldn’t think too highly of me for getting upset or talking with a lowly human. I still ought to spank you properly for that insult. But - at your present size, any punishment would squish you. I’ll let you off with a warning, this time. ” Its great voluminous leg finally settled back on earth with an almighty resounding thud.

The boy felt the breeze of the far-off foot land in the distance. The little one who had prepared himself for an awful end, as the size-difference meant this behemoth would effortlessly snuff him out of existence just by being in the same vicinity, was taken back. He now couldn’t believe his ears; this thing, this raw force of nature in animal-form, was sparing him.

“I have two free pieces of advice for you, young man: make yourself heard, or scarce, when us Earth-Makers approach, and don’t ever call us names - you might run into a deity far less magnanimous than I am. Farewell. ”

With that, the gigantic mammal blew through its trunk into the sky and readied to turn about slowly to continue its stroll, before the unwanted interruption had sullied the beast’s mood and temperament.

“Wait! Wait! Please don’t leave me!” Panicked the youth who nearly kicked himself, he was about to be left alone again in this strange alien world “I’m lost and need help! I need to get home, please don’t abandon me.”

Presently the beast took several steps before standing still to look back at the puny insect with disgust “You just called me a ‘fatass’, hurting my feelings. I pardoned you, gave you free advice, and now you want my help? ”

He was going to lose his only chance at rescue “I’m sorry I called you that. Very truly sorry! I am sorry!” Pleaded the insignificant human over and over, but his words now seemed to fall on deaf ears. He insulted the very giant that later spared him, and now he seriously expected more from it? The otherworldly beast rolled its eyes in exasperation at how entitled this lowly pest was becoming. It took several more steps further away.

The teen with amnesia slumped on the flower in fatalistic depression, and began to sob loudly. He had fucked up. He gave up hope of being discovered too soon, and now ruined his one chance of being saved from this current agony of worthlessness – being alone, lost, helpless and utterly inconsequential in the world of giants. The boy would have to remain here always.

He felt like Kandata in the short story “The Spider's Thread”, who stupidly threw away his first and final attempt at salvation, dooming himself to Hell. Emotions he carried around and bottled up for countless epochs, just came out at once, and he wept. He was crying so inconsolably for a time; he didn’t even notice or feel tremors increasing, the very ground shaking, and the flower teetering from a gigantic powerful presence nearing.

Something huge, warm, and soft pressed on him so tenderly and gently. The teen wiped tears from his eyes to see it had gone dark outside again, then nearly jumped at what was behind him - a humongous wall of flesh with a stupendous endless dark orifice of some kind was up against him hovering with precision-like accuracy that gracefully touched him, without flattening him and the little Dahlia flower he resided on. The boy gawked up to see the elephant giant looming over him, as grand as the universe, staring down with a benevolent expression.

“There, there. ” Rumbled and soothed the gargantuan beast with a newfound affection for someone so negligible, “Please don’t cry. When you cry, I want to cry. We maybe giants, but we’re not heartless monsters, tiny human child. ”

It added firmly and assertively, “I’ll forgive you just this once. But… make any remarks about my weight again, and I’m leaving you down here in your own ‘personal oblivion’ for good this time. Alright? ”

The youth nodded in agreeance, wiping his tears on his sleeve before embracing the trunk of the behemoth. “Cross my heart and hope to die. Please Miss. I’m lost, and I can’t get back home. The place is called Earth. Do you know the way or someone that can help, please?”

“Ahem. ” Reverberated the immense one “You’re being rude, again. introductions are in order first: my name is Anyaole, which means in our tongue ‘women make a home’. ”

So, this monster was female, after all, gasped the speck of human who knew now for certain she was previously offended by him. He checked himself, and realized she held so much power, authority, and prestige over him, and among these giants who were all unaware of him. She was a grand considerate lady, and he needed to get his manners in order pronto.

“Pleased to meet you, Anyaole. My name is. I can’t… remember… my name.” he said sheepishly and bashfully, hoping she didn’t think him discourteous for not getting the salutations right.

“Doesn’t surprise me. ” Echoed the vast all-encompassing animal who was deafening, even as she tried to speak as softly as reasonably possible for a titan “All the stories I’ve heard from other giants who met with humans all give the same account. You remember almost nothing. You’re not the first human to stray into our world. You won’t be the last. There must be tiny cracks in the gap between dimensions when we earth-makers built this reality, that are allowing you little ones in, but we’ve not found them. Yes, I’ve heard stories about the home planet of humans called Earth. ”

Ecstatically, the boy perked up and joyfully shouted up, “Then you can get me home! You can use your powers here! Rebuild the world so I can go back! Or teleport me back and-

“Slow down. No Earth-Maker, or Mover, or Master, can get you back to your puny world. ” Growled and shook the great Anyaole with finality.

The boy was taken back and protested “But- but, you said you would help me! If you can’t, then no one can, I’m doomed.”

“I said I would help you, yes. I never said anything about getting you back home. You are asking me to make rain fall upwards into the sky. That’s impossible. Whatever microfracture allowed you into our world is a one-way trip. There’s no way back. Ever. ” Resounded Anyaole with a humorous air.

“Oh no.” All enthusiasm and hope had vanished out of the boy. “I’ll miss home bitterly. I don’t recall much Anyaole, but I remember one person: I remember my mom, and how much she loved me. I remember her dressing me for school and getting my lunch bag ready; that was the last time I ever saw her.

“Ooh! ” Roared the mountainous Anyaole whose soft kind face twisted into distress and pity, “Oh, you poor little thing. Oh! How awful for her! Your mother! She must be going sick with worry and grief knowing you’re gone and uncared for. Ooh! That’s. Just awful. Simply terrible. ”

The gigantic elephant-like landscape upon was overcome, her empathy transcended all boundaries. How surreal, she, a timeless Earth-mover, feeling the grief of a mother of a missing child, even though they were a finite human, a speck, a mote of dust far beneath her, beneath her kind, and her peers. She made an inelegant blubbering sound.

“Oh, your poor mother! ”, the teen looked up at her sad eyes to see them glistening more than ever when something fell from them. A shining ball, that got larger by the second. Then he was shocked as he heard whistling – the Doppler effect, and was narrowly hit by a deluge of a single tear from the massive animal as it hit the ground, splashing everywhere, up and over the flowers petals.

“Careful! You’re going to drown me!” screamed the little human in alarm.

“I can’t help it; you’re making me so sad. ” Anyaole used her own hair to wipe away any more tears before they could fall. “What to do? What to do? ” She became lost in thought as she sought to be more productive.

She mumbled away to herself, ramblings that were akin to aftershocks after a huge seismic tremor, “What would your mother do if she were here? What would she want for you if she could never see her child again? She… would want to know you’re safe. She… would appoint another, to be her child’s mother in her absence…”

Anyaole slowly and gently pulled her tremendously broad head away to sniff and clear her throat. Then the giantess looked down upon the youth with a great smile - a surge of renewed vigour and determination.

“I will be your mother. ” She boomed happily “From this day forward, you won’t call me by my name; you shall call me ‘mum’, and I will call you, my son. I will, name you, ‘Chiumbo’, which means ‘small child’ in our tongue. The perfect name for you. My little sweet Chiumbo. ”

The teen stared up at this vast sentient creature for quite a while, who in turn beamed down at him, becoming more maternal, possessive, and jealous of his attentions by the minute. He was completely astonished by her unconditional love, but nonplus, and confounded by her sudden declaration “I-, I can’t be your child! I’m too small to be mothered by you. You are absolutely gigantic-”

“I beg your pardon!” Snarled the vast animal, her facial expression hardened, as the boy far below her bit his own lower lip at his apparent foolishness “Moments before, I would’ve abandoned you for commentating on my size. But now, I am your mother; you are my child, and I must discipline you!” she added with an air of gleeful superiority.

Her stupendous grinning face loomed ever closer, it was right before him and out of her open mouth that could swallow a country whole, trumpeted so loudly a roar, it created a pressure wave that with a bang, snapped the stem of the flower sending her tiny adopted child and the broken plant crashing onto smaller vegetation and the dirt.
“You don’t ever argue back to your mother, or fat-shame her, Chiumbo! ” thundered his giant mother right next to him.

Her eyes relaxed and informally scanned for him and relocated him quickly, this time, without effort, for she knew exactly who she was looking for now, and he belonged to her now. The teen, or ‘Chiumbo’, as was the name he was forced to accept given to him by the giant leviathan standing over him, who asserted herself as his mother, was reeling; still dizzy from her “firm hand” in parenting. Chiumbo wisely decided to apologize to her, his mother. He swore he would try harder to not ever dare disagree with this animal who called him her child, for she was truly implacable.

Anyaole played with her huge ears and brushed her tail with her trunk “Now, I need to keep you somewhere safe. Chiumbo, you’re so helpless, fragile, and vulnerable. Everything’s massive here. You won’t survive long in this world, in the company of us Earth-Makers. Where to keep you? Where to keep you? ” She rumbled and mused, thinking of all the possible ways she could carry him out, determining none of them were safe. She was the biggest threat to her son, because of the sheer order of magnitude between them. The great elephant-like titan scratched her head – a mother would do anything to keep her child safe from all harm. She puzzled with a sort, trying to come up with a solution that kept everyone happy. Her belly gave a tumultuous gurgling rumble that made her look down under between her legs at it, wobbling.

The giant then gave a massive meaningful smile at the speck below her “But of course, my belly. If I can’t keep you on me, then I should keep you in me. Where I can keep you safe and warm, feed you, and nurture you. Where I can find you always. ”

Chiumbo yowled back, aghast at the idea “What!?! Please, mum, think about this. You can’t keep me in your stomach, that’s not safe! I’ll be crushed! Digested by you in mere hours!”

“Ha. You won’t die. I told you before, you’re not the first human to come into our world. You won’t be the last. One of my friends, Xerus, a ground squirrel of the Savannah, once befriended a human, countless ages ago. An adult female woman, he told me. She had managed to sneak into his ears one night when he slept. Very brazen, and reckless of her, if you ask me. She could’ve been easily killed if he rolled over in his sleep. ” Her maternal instincts without warning kicked in to check on her human child to ensure he’d never attempt something so risky or foolhardy.

The giant continued “Anyway, she spoke into his huge eardrum, and he woke to find he could hear her, this tiny human. Just like how I can hear you, my beloved son. This allowed them to talk to one another. They became good friends. One day, after several near-misses, Xerus was rightly frightened he would accidentally kill that woman of his, so using his Earth-Maker powers, instead of changing the terrain of this world, he cleverly changed his belly into a suitable chamber to hold her indefinitely, and promptly swallowed her up. Xerus set it up so his human could never escape via either sphincter, so he never had to worry about ever losing her. She’s still with him to this day. The same story can be said for another good friend of mine, Ubhejane, a strong proud rhino who found an old man in his ears when he was grazing. ”

The youth was totally dismayed with the plan, and panicking it had been done before by other god-beasts, possibly countless times, and he was going to be one of them. “You can’t be serious!” He flummoxed. “I’ll never get back out again. I’ll be stuck in there forever, stuck in you, there’s got to be another way-”

Anyaole interrupted him with much clamour “Don’t argue back to your mother! As they say: Children should be seen and not heard! Umm. Or make that: Should be heard and not seen? ” She boomed with a resonating laughter for messing up the old saying, a jiggle that shook the Savannah from horizon to horizon, knocking the teen below onto his backside.

“No! It’s one thing for you to adopt me, but swallowing me whole and alive to keep me safe from giants?! That’s madness mum! Wait! There must be a better way! Wait!”

“I am the best you've got. A mother will do anything to keep her child safe. ”, the great animal boomed, gently kneeing her own broad swaying belly with one of her rear legs; enough to send a ripple across the excess fat of her gut and chest. As a reality-builder of this strange world, the elephant-like beast only had to stomp, and the landscape was putty to her every whim. These giants could reform the world however they saw fit. And she had just reshaped her stomach to be more “accommodating”, just as some of her friends had done long, long, ago for their beloved humans in the past.

“Forgive me Xerus, I always secretly thought you were being a lovesick silly squirrel for teaching me how to use my powers on my own body, instead of on the ground. You were right, my friend. ” The immense one exclaimed aloud as she recalled his lessons, she could feel her gut, her voluminous stomach moulded into a more palatable place, an eternal abode, for any gulped-up humans she ingested and sent into its clutches.

Even as he was still protesting, Chiumbo felt a powerful gust pick up out of nowhere; but it wasn’t coming from another giant; the vortex was coming from Anyaole – her trunk that loomed above, and this was entirely intentional on her part. She created this for him, and wanted to summon her child inside her body. A whole whirling storm was conjured up by her incredibly capacious lungs. She was inhaling, and the winds were pulling on the tiny human, unable to resist or contest with. She intended to suck him up like she was an oversized, living, breathing, vacuum cleaner.

The turmoil of the elephant mother’s upheaval was instantly created without warning for him to run. Even if he did, as he stood Anyaole’s shadow, he could never escape her. She’d never allow it. Her lungs have a voracious appetite, she could inhale a rainforest, if she so desired. Chiumbo tried to hold onto a blade of grass to pull himself, while begging his surrogate mother to find another solution to their predicament.

Anyaole chuckled at his futile struggle with a sonorous deep shaking. “’ It's pointless, Chiumbo. My mind, and my stomach, are both made up. You’re staying in me. ”

The strength of the suction intensified to a hurricane. She was relentless. His fingers slipped off the waving, swinging grass. He screamed as he, along with several particles of tiny dust, were sucked up straight into the waiting nostrils of his mother’s trunk. Anyaole was most satisfied, and the winds died down as she ceased inhaling, once she confirmed with her ears and eyes her boy was in her caresses. She needed to put him in her embrace properly, where no one, not even herself, could ever harm or crush him. The god-beast bent her long whopping trunk and aimed it at her maw, which slowly yawned open.

Into the darkness of the elephant’s long mucus-filled nasal passages in the trunk Chiumbo spiralled and tumbled before crash landing onto the nearest ‘floor’ of this tunnel-like Elephantidae prison with a sticky splat.

“Oh no, she really means to-” Before Chiumbo had any time to come to terms with what his new giant mother was going to do with him, or pull himself off her passageway, he felt the walls of this great fleshy corridor expand under the high-pressure of another blast of air. This one was far more potent, and in the opposite direction. He was thrown back out, and forcibly expelled through the trunk that had just sucked him up. The tiny speck of human’s last sight of the outside world was being hurled out of one orifice of the giant, straight into another.

He saw her massive jaws opening wider by the instant, dripping entrails of salvia as this mind-bogglingly awesome pink wet cavern was eagerly opening up to welcome his arrival. To her, it was a reflex, a simple gesture. To him, she was moving the heavens from his tiny perspective just to claim him: she had decided she wanted him, and no force could stop this colossus.

“Mom! Wait-” cried the teen, not ready to say goodbye to the otherworld he knew for so long. The puny speck was flailing through the void of air into her happy agape mouth. Like a bullet firing out of a gun, he shot out into another prison she prepared for him, as a mountain range of glistening teeth and thrashing tongue all whizzed past. His velocity then slowed, gravity taking over, as his trajectory brought him to the back of the impressive throat, falling under her oscillating uvula right into her throbbing gullet. All the gunk, mucus and he splatted up against the back of her expansive fauces, the wall of muscle membrane directly above the giant’s windpipe.
In that instant she felt that messy substance hit her throat; she knew she had her adopted human child, and prepared to swallow.

Again, she gave him no quarter; no respite. Immediately sealing up her colossal mouth, this human’s world fell into perpetual twilight again. This time permanently. Her mountain of tongue surged, thrusting into her uvula and pharynx. Her passageway to her trachea closed as her throat in response widened, the esophagus of the great animal beckoned, and he was sent down with a lake full of salvia, particles of dust, and mucus, straight into the awaiting ring of muscle. The sphincter forced a bolus containing him and various fluids down the muscular tube.

“GULP!”

Chiumbo could do nothing now but spin, and slide down, his gigantic parents pulsating abyss of the throat, a portal to another world within a world. It was the water slide of a lifetime; unfortunately, he wouldn’t be able to experience it ever again. Her great belly below rumbled and the vibrations went through the spongy walls; her stomach gurgled with anticipation at finally having him and fulfilling its purpose the Earth-Maker had just given it. Waves of contractions raced over and down past him as the bolus of salvia outpaced him and proceeded towards Anyaole’s gut before him.

The esophagus as massive as it was, felt, the speck of a human moving slower than the primary peristaltic wave. It quivered, and stretched; the lining of her gullet was stimulated. A powerful reflex contracted around the bug-sized boy. Her body’s response to him moving too slowly for its liking. This secondary peristaltic wave formed a new bolus for him and him alone, forcing the boy further down the great tunnel. He felt the giant swallowing over and over involuntarily, each one surged, and squeezed him down faster; the wave was continuing indefinitely until he finally entered the elephant god’s impatient stomach.

With a sudden drop, the epic-sized muscular ring flexed open, forcing him out into the throbbing churning, multiple-chambered stomach of the great belly. Chiumbo slid down the cliff-like walls of the vast unfathomable depths of this organ, before coming to a rest in a gulley, snug in the ceaseless folds of the humongous animal’s gastric tissue. It squeezed, and embraced him happily, the only hug such a beast could offer a speck like him, without killing the adopted teen. The belly churned and undulated, expelling out excess stale air through the one-way gate of sphincter far above.

“URRRPPP! ”

The gargantuan elephant-like beast belched loudly, unabashedly, and with boundless pride at her accomplishment. The rush of air was nothing compared to what tiny Chiumbo was exposed to prior. This blast of hot gases was like an out-of-control blast furnace detonating; it levelled and flattened all the nearby vegetation within a well-defined radius of the giant’s whopping huge head.

She sighed happily, licking off salvia from her great lips with ecstasy. The vast entity gave a belly-laugh at how ridiculous it was for such a frivolous speck to make her feel so good inside. If she had known that these insignificant humans were so thrilling to capture and lock up to treasure, she would’ve done so long ago, and probably have a colony inside to show off. Her friends Xerus and Ubhejane were right. The giant creator beast vowed to thank them both when she saw them again, before following in their steps in teaching other Earth-Makers a thing, or two, about lost humans, so they’d all get to experience this wonderous sensation.

The massive elephantine entity turned around to glance at her hulking shoulders, broadly spacious abdomen and wide-hips before booming back, and down her own throat for her child to hear:
“Welcome home, Chiumbo. For your human mother’s sake… and for your sake, I’m going to take extra special great care of you, forevermore. ”

Chiumbo, the boy who couldn’t remember his birthname or how he ended up in this strange world, was very unhappy at first. Having to eat what the gargantuan elephant eats. To wander through a palpitating seemingly-endless cavern made of a god’s flesh. A period of adjustment was to follow. He gradually came to terms there was no other way to survive in this mystical world. A giant cared for his wellbeing. He was no longer lost, forgotten, or at risk of being stepped on, crushed underfoot by a titanic unaware entity. Truly, he came to love Anyaole as his real mother, for he had all eternity to come to acceptance. He had time without end, to learn her size was matched only by her heart.

Anyaole herself, was true to her word and her namesake. She was a home. Despite her enormity, frightening potential for destruction, and keeping a youth forever in her digestive tract all for his own safety, she loved and cared for the human teen as her own flesh and blood. She would carry him everyday no differently from a baby in the womb. She’d talk to him every moment of every day thereafter, and would send down his meals to him. She loved a human being, as much as a landmass-sized giant could possibly.

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