The giantess agreed to part with the golden goose, on the condition they were able to find her wedding ring. The ring had been discovered as being lost after she had done baking a pie; searching in her sugar and her flour she concluded she dropped it in the pie, which her husband had eaten in its entirety.
She clarified she only sought the ring to sell it. Her husband had fallen out of her favor, and she needed some allowance for herself and the child to start a new life.
Entrance was made easy by the giantess. She merely served her husband, late home that evening, after much gambling and drinking, his favorite dinner, pie. Unfortunately, he ate too quickly and spat our heroes upward into his nostrils, where they were quite lost. They thought they were going down; in fact they were going up; and made their way up the spinal cord to the brain.
The giant had woken up, wiped his face of crumbs, and found himself on the couch. He cured his hangovers in the way his father did: by slapping his skull. This set our heroes trembling, and they held onto the brain by driving stakes into it.
The giant, who followed this remedy with another, grabbed for a bottle of beer, but felt he had no desire to drink. He was lost as to why he did not want the beer in his hand that he often used to cure his alcoholism. He instead drank the remaining coffee his wife left in the pot before she went to work, and did not clean up after as he was eager to start dicing, for men diced even in the land of the giants.
As he made his way to the dicing man, our heroes argued over where to go. The mage, frustrated with her companions, carved a map of the human body on the giant’s brain.
The giant, in a daze, bumped into a stall of fruits. Because he was not at heart a bad man, he apologized and picked them up. He discovered he was able to juggle them well, and had twelve fruit in the air at once. He noticed several lovely girls staring at his ability with adoration.
Strangely, he felt nothing for their glances, as our heroes decided then to have a midmorning meal of the grey matter. He instead observed the attention of several lovely boys.
He had gotten one of them on his knees and taken off his pants when the soldier had burned the patty, and had to cook another. He then, in a fit of passion, got on his own knees and gave the boy pleasure. The smell of the seed aroused the mage and the minotaur, and they made love again; the others gave them no heed.
So much seed was swallowed that, when they made their way to the lungs, they encountered many and decided to tame them, which involved slaying some. The smoke produced from a few fireballs made the giant feel dizzy, and upon visiting a doctor was diagnosed a kind of cancer. The giant wept; the doctor said, Fret not; science is much advanced, and the cancer is still in its earliest stage. The giant underwent surgery; he was promptly cured; he showed the bill of health to his wife, who was a gracious enough woman to prepare him his favorite meal, raw oysters. The oysters were not too pleased to be eaten alive, and chased our heroes into the esophagus.
The giantess was so grateful that she got on her knees and pleasured the giant, who had regained his prior lascivious nature. The resulting jolt in his spine scattered our heroes about the stomach.
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