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(The Norse-esque tale of a half-giantess and her servant girl continues. Thanks to smeo2020.deviantart.com/ for the artwork!)

(Contains farting and some sexual content.)

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The Springs

"It'll be fall soon."

"It is fall."

"It's autumn."

"Oh, my dear Juna, I fear there is no difference between fall and autumn," Galla chuckled as she and Juna made their way up a winding path leading into the foothills. The much shorter human girl simply shrugged at her half-giant master, smiling as she looked upon the changeful trees and their bright red, orange and yellow colors.

"I like to think it's autumn when it's still a little warm and beautiful out," Juna said. "Most of the leaves are still up on the trees, aren't they? Nothing has fallen."

Galla nodded, seeing her point. "So, fall begins when they finally begin to drop? Once it gets less warm, and the leaves turn brown and crunch under one's foot?" she asked, whereupon Juna nodded in reply.

"I'll confess, that is a rather interesting way to think of it!" Galla conceded with a shrug. "Still...they are commonly seen as the same words. Perhaps they ought to not be, though..."

The two of them suddenly both giggled at the triviality of their conversational topic. The two spent a lot of time together, making palaver about a great many things. Though, they never ventured into any of the more...prevailing topics of the time. Unlike most, the two of them never enjoyed discussing war, especially since Juna's very presence was a product of such regretful bloodshed. Nor did they wish to discuss gods or religion, as they each feared causing offense to the other. Galla knew that Juna still believed in her tribe's old spirits, regardless of any forced "conversion" that her wretched previous master made. Besides, as far as she knew, the only thing different about their faiths was that they cut the hearts out of their animal sacrifices differently.

Soon, the two women came upon the foothills' hot spring, whereupon Juna set the satchel containing their belongings on the ground. Galla began to take off her dress, and perhaps it took Juna awhile to realize that she may have been staring at her a little conspicuously. When she did realize it, she quickly looked away, but she wasn't sure if Galla had taken notice or not, for she was just beginning to turn her head. Still, her master made no comment.

Galla slipped into the water and felt herself immediately relax, which only naturally caused her to toot softly and make a tiny cohort of bubbles rise from her behind. Getting comfortable, she let herself slouch until her belly was mostly submerged. She closed her eyes and parted her legs, wincing ever so slightly as she sent out a short burst of gaseous bubbles. Of course, the hot spring had a few naturally-occurring bubbles of its own, but one could clearly tell that Galla was creating most of them. A very disproportionate amount were directly around her.

Juna felt an odd lust grow inside of her. Galla may have been farting at a nigh constant rate, but she was just so beautiful... and naked. Though, she was also a woman, which slightly confused Juna. Could she love a woman? Well, of course-- she loved Galla very much, that was for sure. But could she be in love with another woman? Well, the shamans never said she couldn't...

Juna's thoughts were soon becoming "naughty" rather quickly. The strangest prospect was that of...bedding her. How would that work? Was that even possible? Female-on-female lovemaking was a foreign concept to her, yet at the same time it was still...intriguing...to think about.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a gurgling underwater blast which sent up a flurry of bubbles around Galla's beautiful body. The air was filled with the stench of...well, it didn't matter what it smelled like. She loved everything about Galla, so it may as well have been roses. Galla giggled a bit, and blessed her servant with a warm, inviting smile. "Would you like to come in, Juna?" she asked. The slave girl nodded, and blushed a bit as she began to remove her apparel. Galla respectfully looked away, but part of her wished she could have snuck a glance at her servant's nude form.

Juna eased herself into the hot water, sighing in pleasure. Galla farted again, and bubbles continued to trickle up in front of her. Galla noticed that Juna gave her nose a slight wrinkle, so she straightened herself slightly and adjusted the way she sat. "One moment," she said as she got comfortable in her new position. She closed her eyes, pushing out another blaster. This time, the bubbles began to rise from behind, rather than the front. Now they weren't bursting so close to Juna.

Galla tended to be a more, well...conservative farter. She was a half-giant, which meant she was taller and stronger than most men, but she liked be polite. Though, being polite tended to become difficult when her larger-than-normal diet caused her to inevitably produce a larger-than-normal quantity of gas. Regardless, she had become completely relaxed when it came to breaking wind around Juna. The girl just giggled, and giggled. Galla even sometimes put effort into making her farts as long and loud as possible when she was around her, since it seemed to actually impress the girl. Although she only enjoyed the act of farting just a little, she loved to make Juna laugh and smile.

Meanwhile, Juna was jittery with nervousness. Being in such close...unclothed...proximity to Galla was making her exhibit erratic behavior. Her womanhood would be getting wet, if it were not already underwater. Still, Galla seemed to take notice of the general way she was acting. "Is there something wrong, Juna?" she softly asked, scooting closer to the servant girl. Her flatulence seemed to cease for the moment, and the last few bubbles rose up to the surface and popped.

Juna slowly turned to look at Galla, and only gave a meek nod in response. The girl's whole body was flushed, and her nipples were erect. She was chewing on the inside of her cheek nervously. She was like a dog in heat, and Galla saw this.

Oh goodness.

Galla gasped slightly as her nipples peaked just like Juna's. Blushing heavily, she took in a deep breath. Her lust was mounting, but she retained her smooth, even voice. "Juna...I take it you fancy me?" she asked calmly, although her intense blush remained. Juna only nodded bashfully, looking dreadfully ashamed of herself.

Galla bit her bottom lip. According to her kingdom's spiritual laws, it was...unorthodox...to feel this way about another female, much less act upon those feelings. However, under the same laws, Juna was not considered a person...she was just a slave. She was a piece of property-- and one was free to do whatever they pleased with said property. Galla hated remembering this, because Juna was more than just a thrall, she was someone very close to her. But at the same time, it still provided a loophole. Slave-owners could always get away with "visiting" their slaves, regardless of either party's gender. And-...

Burrrble...

Rather suddenly, bubbles appeared around the smaller girl's waist. Juna swallowed nervously, and the shade of red on her face deepened after her little slip-up. Of course, she had released a small, underwater poot from nervousness.

BUUURBLE!

Effortlessly, Galla cut a massive fart which was accompanied by the ghostly presence of her previous meal. "...do not worry, my honeysuckle. It isn't a privilege restricted to me!" cooed Galla as massive bubbles now rose up around her. She lightly pinched her nose and smirked. Both of the young women giggled, and the mood lightened a bit. However, arousal remained in the air...

Galla scratched the back of her head. "Well, anyway...Heh. I may have a slight...longing for you as well. Such a longing has been hard to suppress..." the half-giantess finally admitted. Juna, upon hearing that her romantic feelings for Galla were reciprocated, had a flurry of gaseous bubbles rush up to the surface around her, which Galla found slightly cute.

They swam a little closer to each another, each of them smiling and looking slightly nervous, but they soon wrapped their arms around each other and met in a passionate embrace. Juna swallowed nervously and began to inch her face closer, whereupon Galla locked their lips together in a kiss. Galla could feel Juna softly toot again as they smooched, but all she did in response was deepen it. "By the gods...," uttered Galla in a sigh of happiness after they finally pulled away. "Oh...Oh, I love you," the blushing noblewoman said as Juna nuzzled into her breast.

Juna now pressed her body closer against Galla's, and began kissing her intensely. Galla returned the kisses, but gently guided the girl away from her. She simply held her in her arms and smiled. "...when we make it back to my lodge, allow me to give you a proper bedding," she told her with a wink. "For now, let us enjoy the water..."

Galla didn't feel as if their first lovemaking session should be so spontaneous; things like this had to follow after a romantic supper, and perhaps a few lighting of scented candles. A lot of scented candles.

Juna nodded slowly in response, but it was almost painful to refrain from making furious love to Galla right then and now. She just wanted to touch her all over, kiss her, squeeze her... The slave took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. She tried not to touch her own womanhood...

Galla took notice of her servant's eagerness, and chuckled softly. There would be plenty of time to indulge her desires later. Spreading her legs slightly, she pushed out a rumbling fart, hoping to extinguish the girl's sexual thoughts for the time being.

It didn't extinguish anything.