megacowtroll

[megacowtroll]

(Hey there! Just wanted to say big fan of your account and character. 100% understand if the kinks here aren't your thing. But I certainly would be happy to discuss ideas and chat sometime ! Lanque can be played other ways too

((Thank you so much! I haven't seen you around b4 so I'm DEFINITELY gonna check out your account as soon as I send this lol! Also, weight gain isn't totally my thing, but I'm also not super against it! Would love to talk sometime!))

[megacowtroll]

What If: Skylla got a bit too horny for a nearby town? (Sorry if too NSFW)

((answering this on @mega-cowtrollv2 !!))

[megacowtroll]

"O-Oh! Sollux! H-Heyy! Well... Theyy're... Um... N-Not very big. Compared to me I mean." She didn't expect to be seeing him so soon. She couldn't even think of anything to give for their prior arrangement! She adjusted her hat, looking a bit nervous, and clearly trying to hide said nervousness.

0h yeah its the cowtr0ll i think i remember you. didn't we g0 on like half a blind date 0nce? i recall a heist being planned.

"Hmm... Well... I don't remember much about no heist, but I'm sure we've talked before, yyeah! How've yya been, little partner?"

[megacowtroll]

You're doing god's work, not enough country girl feet content out there

((Thank you so much!!! I love Skylla, and I'm super happy to see people enjoying my content as much as I enjoy making it! If you ever want any more stories like those, feel free to send a prompt! I love writing them, but a lot of the time, I don't know what to write, so it really helps!))

[megacowtroll]

Story idea: Skylla comes back to her house after a long day off working in the fields and kicks off her boots, not realizing a tiny has entered the giant's house

(This story is assuming Skylla is at normal size!)

"Hffffff... Dang." Skylla sighed as she closed the door. She meandered over to her couch, and sat down. Working out there was tough, and it didn't help that she worked just about to sunrise, the sun nearly burning her already exhausted body. She leaned into her couch's soft embrace, looking up at the ceiling. Ladyy ran across the room, briefly looking in, before running off to other matters. Skylla moved her left foot against the back of her right boot, beginning to work off the boot by holding down her heel with her other foot. Once she succeeded, she attempted to do the same with her other foot, but gave up, opting to bend over and remove it manually, both of her brown-striped socks on display, quite damp with sweat due to her intense work day. She leaned back with a sigh of delight, giving her feet a chance to breathe.

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Skylla was unaware of the tiny intruder. Residing under a coffee table, he had been hiding from the massive pale dog-beast that prowled around the home... Until that massive woman walked in. Hidden underneath the coffee table, he thought he was safe, but it just so happened that gray skinned-horned woman sat down right in front of him. Lucky for him, he hadn't been seen, but it didn't exactly seem like she was about to move.

Aside from her feet.

They were moving a bit, foot sliding out of boot. He watched, staring, quiet and terrified... She then sharply moved down, pulling free her other foot from her boot. To avoid being seen, he dived behind one of her discarded boots, the humid air being a terrifying testament to her size. The smell was intense, clear to him just how hard she had been working out in the endless fields of wheat.

Her other boot slammed down mere inches from him, terrifying and stunning him. Unfortunately, he was stunned just long enough for her foot to set down directly atop him. The wet, warm fabric was smothering, her foot firmly pressing him down. That foot wasn't kind. She clearly had worked up a sweat, the pungent order of musk and physical exertion, the smell overpowering his senses, stuck, writhing against the bottom of her foot, forced to choke on the intense odor.

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Skylla sighed, stretching tall and flexing her toes, unknowingly squeezing her unintentional prisoner. She closed her eyes, leaning back into her comfy couch. She was just so comfortable... Why get up? She could sleep here all night...

[megacowtroll]

Skylla finds another giant troll, though much smaller than her, helping steal her herd.

Skylla had been watching them for awhile now. Skylla had gotten quite good at catching thieves. A benefit of her new size, really. They were trying to steal her herd out from under her. That herd was just about the only source of food, so she wasn't just going to let them walk away with them. There was a bigger one among them. An olive? A Jade maybe? Skylla couldn't tell, given that she was still a ways off. Point is, she might've been a bigger troll, but not big enough.

The ground started to shake around them, which made the group raise their guard right away, but for some reason, they couldn't see her coming. Suddenly, Skylla stepped over the mountain range from out of sight, slamming her boot down on the group of thieves, all except the Olive.

"Howdyy, hon." Her voice was cold, uncaring yellow eyes looking down at the terrified troll, still trying to get her bearings after the initial impact.

"Clearlyy, me and yyou have got quite a difference in interest, notin' how yyer tryyin' to steal from me as we speak." Skylla leaned forwards, letting her sheer immensity overwhelm the meager one-hundred foot tall troll. The troll eventually got the message, realizing the kind of predicament that they found themselves in. Maybe it was Skylla leaning forwards, or maybe it was the multicolor pool under her boot. Whatever made it click, she began to run, the little Olive fleeing for her life.

"Yyeah, yyou're right, yyou're right... I was just about done too." Skylla stood up to her full height, giving a long stretch to the stars above. The Olive's steps cracked the earth as she ran for her life, none of which could compare to one of Skylla's. Skylla took one step next to the Olive, the impact knocking them onto the ground. The Olive didn't even get a chance to get back onto her feet before Skylla's rough, gloved hand squeezing her, the pressure nearly bone breaking.

"Been nice, sweetie." Skylla gave a slight smile, though not genuine in the slightest. It was then that her lips parted, cavernous maw awaiting its Olive lunch. The olive screamed, begged, whatever else she could muster between her pointless thrashes for survival. Skylla didn't care all too much for it. They all begged the same anyhow. Her mouth opened further, a humid breath coating her Olive prey, before the olive was brought further, finally entering the superior troll's maw.

It took Skylla quite an effort to get someone so big down, forcing the Olive down her throat. With a hearty swallow and a huff, Skylla got to enjoy a nice, struggling meal. They had it coming anyhow. Skylla hated thieves like these... Skylla felt her meal hit her stomach, still struggling and fighting for her life. Skylla snickered and patted her stomach.

"Shoulda known better, short stuff! Yyou ain't nowhere big enough to mess with the real big folks!"

[megacowtroll]

what kinda stuff do you do to relax?

"Me? Well... Can't sayy I need relaxin' often..." Skylla leaned against a mountainside, looking up to the clouds and thinking to herself.

"Well... If I ever need gettin' away from everyythin', I usuallyy take a trip to this lake. Not too far from myy old ranch... Shame it's so small now. I just like to sit byy the lakeside and watch the moons. I used to skip stones, but... I'd need one hell of a stone if I wanted to do anyy skippin'!"

[megacowtroll]

Sfw or Nsfw requests?

((They can be either! If something is two NSFW I might redirect it to @mega-cowtrollv2 !!)

[megacowtroll]

((Gonna hopefully get to some stories tonight! If anyone has any requests, I’d be glad to take some!))

[megacowtroll]

“Um... Wow. Human cities sure area strange! I... Suppose all cities are.” Skylla didn’t frequent cities very often, living mostly on the outlands of civilization, so cities weren’t all too common, and those times she did go to them, they were more just... passing by.

“Well... Good thing I ain’t much bigger than I am! Being all big... Sometimes it’s nice, but I’m alwayys scared of wreckin’ things I shouldn’t. Yyou ain’t so scared of that, are yyou now Rox? Whyy is that?”

“Heyy Ms. Roxyy, got a question for yyou… I’m sure being big and all, yyou get some folks that like to follow yya around, watch yyou… How yyou get ‘em to shoo? I tried scarin’ ‘em off, but theyy just keep comin’ back like theyy ain’t ever seen me before!”

well i dunno if my little fuckers r exactly comparable 2 urs

pawns r kinda just mindless violent human hating drones, at least mine r

that said if theyre real persistant i'll just eat em >:3c

[megacowtroll]

Skylla wasn’t used to such destruction- the smashed areas around the transportalizer, the way Roxy ran across cityscape... Skylla felt nervous just standing there, fearing a step might cause a bit of unwanted havoc.

“W-Well, heyy there Rox! So this is yyour... Town?” It was a lot different than a troll town, that was for sure. Skylla knelt down to get a better look, and to also get on level with her incoming friend.

“Heyy Ms. Roxyy, got a question for yyou… I’m sure being big and all, yyou get some folks that like to follow yya around, watch yyou… How yyou get ‘em to shoo? I tried scarin’ ‘em off, but theyy just keep comin’ back like theyy ain’t ever seen me before!”

well i dunno if my little fuckers r exactly comparable 2 urs

pawns r kinda just mindless violent human hating drones, at least mine r

that said if theyre real persistant i'll just eat em >:3c

[megacowtroll]

Clearly we need to see the aftermath of the New Years Rox ur Sox off Bash

Roxy sat up in a daze, rubbing her head with one hand and glancing at the empty bottle of wine in the other. Crudely made, hand-written label...Yep. Drunken New Years bash. Taking a swig of the last remaining bit of wine left, she tossed the bottle aside, letting it roll over already destroyed rubble, taking the moment to stand up.

The first thing she noticed was the city wasn't hers. Didn't look familiar, either, but she *did* see a line of footsteps and various wreckage trailing out of the city. Her little area she was laying in had all sorts of signs of a 'good time,' VArious circular imprints in the concrete and all manner of things- Cars, plants, furniture- crushed underneath them.

Suddenly, it all came back to her.

"New Years only comes every once in a while, after all..." Roxy muttered to herself as she corked the last of the home-made wine, slotting it into her metaphysical real-but-not-quite Message in a bottle Modus. She got the fruits from...somewhere? She didn't quite remember where, but to her that only spoke of the potency of their Alcoholic potential. Taking the first sip as she walked out of her own town, she started to feel *very* fuzzy...

...As her memory faded in and out, she could recall getting to a neighboring settlement, teasing the little carapacian partygoers in all manner of ways. She'd hoist her still magnified ass above a large group of them, only to slam it down with enough force to pin, but not to crush. She'd pick a few up and drop them in her cleavage, squeezing her chest until she couldn't see them anymore. She'd break a building out of the ground, picking it up to examine the party inside, only to insist that she get some of the 'snacks' inside, leaving the party empty afterward.

And once that city was trashed, she'd leave the bottle, grab another, and move on to the next. A girl like her can't go without excitement for too long, can she? Her boots would crush everything in her path like it weren't even there, some might even consider those she *did* play with the lucky ones.

One memory that stuck out...taking a bottle of hooch, and lightly drizzling it over one of the more populated outdoor shindigs. certainly not enough to flood, but as the carapacians saw the massive blonde drunk giggling, and slowly became buzzed themselves, it was hard to assume she was doing an act of kindness.

They didn't have much time to worry, though, because inevitably her tongue would come crashing down to their party, slowly and laboriously licking up whatever wine-flavored snacks she could get. Her hums of delight sounded out throughout the city, but with everyone conveniently in one spot, no one would be able to heed the warning.

Now, the morning after, she kicked the bottle she had let roll around lightly, watching as it crushed the remains of what once was a populated city. Always fun to see her destruction even at a small scale.

She began to walk home, when she felt something in her cleavage. Reaching in, and pulling out one lone, confused Dersite, she smiled. "Ooooh, this year is starting off good~." She smiled down at the Dersite, who looked up at her, too hungover and overjoyed from the best sleep of his life to expect the worst.

[megacowtroll]

Gollyy, well… I guess I’ll see yyou soon, miss Roxyy!

Skylla disconnected from their little chat, but kept those coordinates with her. It took… a lot of improvising to get her to Roxy (mainly convincing her smaller associates to make her a rough transportalizer of actual size).

In a flash of light, a cowgirl of unknowable proportions appeared at the set coordinates.

“Heyy Ms. Roxyy, got a question for yyou… I’m sure being big and all, yyou get some folks that like to follow yya around, watch yyou… How yyou get ‘em to shoo? I tried scarin’ ‘em off, but theyy just keep comin’ back like theyy ain’t ever seen me before!”

well i dunno if my little fuckers r exactly comparable 2 urs

pawns r kinda just mindless violent human hating drones, at least mine r

that said if theyre real persistant i'll just eat em >:3c

[megacowtroll]

Theyy... clone themselves? Huh... Guess there’s still a lot I don’t understand about those little things yyer hangin’ around... Oh! And where should I head again? Can’t say I remember from our brief visit last time...

“Heyy Ms. Roxyy, got a question for yyou… I’m sure being big and all, yyou get some folks that like to follow yya around, watch yyou… How yyou get ‘em to shoo? I tried scarin’ ‘em off, but theyy just keep comin’ back like theyy ain’t ever seen me before!”

well i dunno if my little fuckers r exactly comparable 2 urs

pawns r kinda just mindless violent human hating drones, at least mine r

that said if theyre real persistant i'll just eat em >:3c

[megacowtroll]

“Have a happyy holidayys!” Skylla’s festive cheer boomed across the foreseeable skyline, filling all who can hear with a certain merry-ness.

[megacowtroll]

It was... Honestly quite easy to find the cowgirl. She resided in a field- a flat, open field, and was 500 feet tall. She stuck out like a sore, throbbing thumb.

Skylla didn't rightly know what to do. The prospect of owning a mini ranch was quite appealing, but now she was stuck by the Captors ruse. She thought she was boxed in, needing to compensate Sollux for his idea. How could she give him something when she didn't have anything to give?

0h yeah its the cowtr0ll i think i remember you. didn't we g0 on like half a blind date 0nce? i recall a heist being planned.

"Hmm... Well... I don't remember much about no heist, but I'm sure we've talked before, yyeah! How've yya been, little partner?"

[megacowtroll]

*gives skylla a big ol hug* hey! :3c

"Oh, well... Heyy!" Skylla smiled, not quite used to such a warm greeting. The massive cowgirl was... actually delighted by it.