Toil and Trouble (for diceroller4)

While Nancy made for her escape, the hallway grew lively with the sound of clinking bottles, vibrating together and scraping against one another while the pale liquid inside sloshed arounds. Paintings shook on the walls, cob webs fell from the ceilings as the sound grew louder. Nearer. Thump. Thump. Thump. Whatever was coming, it was on it’s way from the library entrance – invisible through the new darkness, as the lights in the study had been extinguished. Not something Nancy had the time to draw her attention towards, though, while she turned her back to the source and ran for the waiting door.

It was as if the entire house itself was furious with her. While she raced down the hall, wine fell from the racks, crashing against the floor into shards of shattered glass. Entire cases fell over, just nigh of crushing her. And worst of all, in deep, blood-red letting appeared the same words, following her from behind and trailing right to her: “THIEF.” “THIEF.” THIEF.” “THIEF.” “THIEF.” By the time she reached the door at the end of the hall, a new phrase splattered against the exit. “GIVE IT BACK”.

The sound of storming feet never stopped; but now, it was upon her. And from the darkness of the stairway exit came first, a long, abnormally sized hand. Just the size of the visible arm must have been Nancy’s height alone. Then, a foot, equally as massive. And finally, out came a woman some fifteen feet tall, her skin a sickly pale gray. Jagged teeth pointed out of her maw, and her eyes were a drained, soulless white. She ducked under the ceiling, hunching her back, and around her wrists were solid red lines of choking, now gone chains. She had greasy, black hair, dangling loosely over her shoulders. And she wore only a loincloth, barely keeping her modest, and completely topless with a bust fit to the rest of her over-scaled body.

The monster scavenged it’s way into the hallway, sniffing the air much like a hungry dog. It’s poor eyes scanned the hall… and caught sight of a blurry figure at the end of it. Thief. Trespasser. Criminal. With an inhuman roar, the troll dropped down onto it’s hands and barreled towards Nancy like an animal on the attack.

[diceroller4]

Nancy's heart was racing as the basement seemed to be coming apart around her. She didn't know what she could have done wrong this time but she was really starting to wish she had never even heard of this house. Seeing the words begin to appear on the walls only served to scare and confuse her further. She hadn't stolen anything of value so why was the house coming down on her like the Cave of Wonders?

She was getting ready to head back upstairs and just start throwing herself at windows when it emerged. Nancy didn't know what it was but it was easily the most terrifying thing she had ever seen in reality or movies. Just for the sake of having something to call it her brain settled on troll, though demon was a close second.

For a moment she froze, hoping the thing would somehow not be able to see her. She suddenly knew how people in those Jurassic Park movies felt when the T-Rex would arrive. Unfortunately the thing did in fact seem to see her as it was suddenly coming right at her, causing the young would to let out a loud scream as she tried to make it through the door and away from the monster baring down on her.

Glass shattered, stones cracked, and wooden cases split open while the beast made a b-line with Nancy’s shivering figure at the end of the course. Wine bottles fell down on the troll and shattered into pieces, jagged glass scratching against the woman’s skin, and yet most just fell harmlessly to her side like she were impenetrable. The gap between her and Nancy grew thin in an instant while the door still fought back. Closer. The key budged in the lock. Closer. The hinges refused to even creak. Closer! The monster extended it’s wicked fingernails to snatch Nancy, but just as all hope seemed lost, the door thrust itself open.

On the other side was a much better lit, much more spacious basement dwelling looking nothing like the dungeon Nancy had just crawled from. Much more reminiscent of the manor above, the second room traded musky floors for concentrated cement, old stone for hardened drywall, and bleak darkness for an iridescent glow from the corners. It was like a living room, underground. Nancy wouldn’t get the chance to appreciate it, though, because right as she made her escape, the beast’s hand followed right behind her, slamming on the ground while she ducked out of it’s grasp at the last second. The door was far too small for her to fit through. A chill inducing growl echoed from the caverns below…

Safe at last. For now. Nancy could investigate the next room. With a much higher ceiling, this basement looked much more like one the Kendall’s would want guests seeing. The basement contained a boiler system, an ancient kind of furnace with pipes and tubes connecting all across the ceiling and floors. A water heater connected to the same set, old enough to have a space for fueling coal in, and uniforms hung along the wall proved this was a job left to the grittiest the Kendall’s staff had to offer. Eerie as it was, the warmth of the heaters had an odd… calming feeling to them, especially after what she had just been through.

Unfortunately for Nancy, the celebration of her freedom would be short lived. As the sound of plastic drywall splitting apart sounded from nearby, she’d see a familiar fist barreled through both layers of the basement’s wall, dripping with pebbles and pieces of the house. And from that solid punch, came the figure of the giantess, tearing herself a hole big enough to fit through. With another grunt, she took Nancy by surprise and swiped her right off the ground, into one, sickly hand.

[diceroller4]

Nancy didn't think she had ever been as relieved as she was upon making it through the door. Her hands had been shaking so hard she had almost been unable to turn the key. When the door finally came open she practically leaped through to the other side, like the star of an action movie getting away from an explosion in the nick of time.

Once on the other side she spent a moment just lying there trying to calm herself, her heart hammering in her chest all the while. After a few deep breaths however she was able to rise to her feet and start looking around, nodding at the sight of the boiler and the uniforms. The room made her think of something she had seen in a movie once, the basement of an old hotel. Nothing seemed too outlandish at a glance and the temperature was nice compared to the stormy weather outside.

The sudden sound of something smashing through walls behind her made the brunette jump in surprise and fright. She spun around and froze in horror at the sight of the monster once more behind her. She barely had the presence of mind to let out a terrified scream before she was suddenly snatch up by the creature. Coming to her senses she started to struggle with all the might she had in her petite body, internally praying that she wouldn't be eaten.

Fortunately for Nancy, this particular giant was not a cannibal, if she even could be considered human. No, the skulls surrounding her cage would support that - no humans, merely goats and other small, four-legged mammals. However, while eating Nancy was never the monster’s intention, she certainly had a bone to pick with this small vermin and now that she had her, had every intention on taking back what was hers. Ignoring the shrill screams the little human made, the troll held Nancy up right to her face, giving her a detailed, closer look at her jagged teeth, angry, white eyes, and rat’s nest of hair. “Hmmrrrff…” The monster growled, “Grrrr…”

Language was obviously not the monster’s strongsuit, starting with her illiteracy and ending with her jagged teeth. She knew at least one word, though, and it came to mind while she eyed this morsel in her hand. No key. “Thhh… Thaa…” Snarling like an angry ape, the monster’s teeth struggled to form the word - but it came out. “Thief!”

Reeling Nancy back far from range of her rancid breath, the beast tossed her from it’s grasp up into the air, pushing off it’s one knee to crumble the wall it was still partially left in. Before Nancy could drop, it caught her by her shortall’s shoulder strap. The jolting force of her hand moving upwards versus Nancy’s downwards momentum made that strap snap undone while the other hung loosely on her shoulder. “Thhh… Thief!” The creature roared again, it’s voice shaking the halls around her.

[diceroller4]

Nancy was shaking with fear as she was held by the monster, coming closer and closer to it's waiting maw. She would have sighed with relief at not getting eaten if she wasn't still so terrified. The sounds it was making were setting off every fight or flight reflex her body possessed, however she could hardly do either while in the large creature's grasp.

Being tossed up in the air drew another scream from the girl, followed by a gasp as the sudden jerking stop not only put her shortall's in disarray but gave her a rather painful wedgie. "I'm sorry," the brunette called out in a pleading voice. "I don't know what I took form you but you can totally have it back!"

Trying to reason with an irate monster was obviously a lost cause, and as much was reflected while the creature jerked Nancy closer again, still holding her up only by the dislocated strap of her shortalls. She moved the little woman closer to her maw once again, squinting it’s pale white eyes down into Nancy’s soul and cocking her head as if not happy with what she saw. With an awful growl, her other colossal hand rose up and grabbed the other of Nancy’s short-all’s straps and tore that second strap straight from her shoulder with a single pinch, letting her overalls fall forward and exposing her midriff.

Then, before Nancy could react, the troll grabbed her arm and pulled so that it was far above Nancy’s head, following with her other arm, she grouped the two together and held Nancy only by her wrists. Her shortalls were struggling to stay up, by this point, and her hands were no help picking them back up again. The troll held her so that her feet were just barely out of range of the ground, so that if she tried standing on her tiptoes, she’d just barely scratch the surface of the floor; but she wouldn’t be able to escape.

After that, the monster did something truly odd. Rather than tear Nancy limb from limb or swallow her whole, the troll reared back it’s mighty hand and swung it back, slapping Nancy right across her jean-clad ass with a fearsome blow., only increasing her shortall's threat to fall down.

[diceroller4]

Nancy let out a surprised shriek as the monster tore at her shortalls. She didn’t know what the point of ruining her clothes was but it was not making her feel any safer. Before she could properly think though the creature was snatching up her arm. She tried to pull the limb free of course but there was little chance of her winning in such a contest against the large creature. Before she knew it she was dangling from her arms, her legs scrambling to try and find purchase to no avail as she felt her shortalls slip slowly down her body.

The brunnette let out a worried whine as she hung helplessly, her toes barely scratching the ground. The beast that had her couldn’t have any good intentions if it had her in a grip like this. Then the monster did something both better and worse then she had feared. Nancy’s eyes widened when she felt a blossom of pain that flowed over her whole bottom. Had this thing real just spanked her? She let out a surprised yelp as her shortalls continued to slip down, the top hem of her panties starting to peek into view.

One slap was definitely not going to satisfy this beast. If Nancy was hoping it would, she’d be sorely mistaken, as that grizzled hand reared itself back again. The troll moved slowly, so slow that it gave Nancy time in-between the first strike and the second to expect what was coming next. And then, before she could brace for it, the troll slapped her fearsome palm right across Nancy’s butt again, one hand more than large enough to cover both her cheeks. This time, it’s hand moved right through her, brushing her feet as it came back around to wind back a third time. The third swat came fast and fiercely.

Each impact sent an echo through the boiler room, ’whack, whack, wham!’ Soon, a drumbeat-like sound was starting to play in the basement, and the monster began spanking Nancy with a much more regular pace. Swat followed swat and while it was certainly speeding up, each smack was still spaced out enough to give Nancy enough time to think in-between. By the time the seventh swat had landed, the bounce and flailing from Nancy’s feet was starting to sink her shortalls further down her legs… already, the upperline of her panties was starting to poke through.

But the monster wasn’t interested. With a roar, “Grrrraaaaahhh!” it kept up it’s pace of pain-inducing spanks without a hint of intention to slow down for Nancy’s sake.

[diceroller4]

Nancy didn't think knowing a spank was coming could be worse then being caught by surprise but it turned out it was. She had plenty of time to brace for the oncoming hand, but it didn't do her a lick of good against the large hand that was aimed at her bottom. He bottom seemed to explode in pain as the slap landed on her rear and just kept going, sending her legs flopping about.

She wanted to curse out the foul creature but was far to busy trying to withstand the punishment being laid on her poor bottom. Tangling as she was her legs had no choice but to sway about with each massive spank, though as pain filled her bottom they began to kick all on their own. As the spanking persisted she tried to think of a way free but the beast was too strong, all she could do was hang from there struggling and call for help.

"Please someone, anyone, save me!" She felt utterly ridicules shouting out as she was but what other choice did she have. Even worse as another swat landed she felt her shortalls get tugged down further. The denim garment was beginning to slip down too far, any moment was going to come the swat that finally pulled them down completely past her bottom and exposed her underwear to the world. Even as it was the monster was no doubt getting a decent pink and her lavender panties that she truly did not wish it to have.