Colossal Chest Novels & Stories

" The chest isa container for dark magic, it seals whatever it is inside, other dark creatures cannot open it no matter how hard they try, not from the inside or from the outside and once inside it can't see, hear or sense anything nor be sensed by those outside " " I see, well I will be sure to return your chest to you after using it Tabi " " okay, now come it's time you had your rest " I place the chest on the porch by my bike and head up to my room, I have a shower and brush my teeth before hoping into bed, it takes me a few but I eventually drift off to sleep. Alpha King Tyler

But his chest didn’t budge. He stepped back just enough for me to see all of him—his dress shirt, half unbuttoned, clinging to every curve of his muscle. His chest, dusted with dark hair, two swirls of tattoos peeking beneath the open collar—thorns, skulls, something wild stretching along his pecs. Abs like cut marble. Thick arms, veins rising beneath skin. He was big. So damn big the air felt thinner. He caught me staring. Smirked. “See something you like, princess?”

My chest felt tight, as if something heavy was pressing down on it, warning me of what was coming. Nicho sighed, as though bracing himself. “Chelsea wasn’t just his ex,” he said. “She was more than that.” I closed my eyes. “Nicho… don’t.” “He has a child with her.” The words hit me like a blow to the chest. I couldn’t breathe. My mind refused to process what he had just said, replaying the sentence over and over as if it might suddenly change. “You’re lying,” I whispered. “That’s not true.”

Broad shoulders, muscled chest, bronzed skin, and a faint dusting of black hair that tapered down to… I swallowed the lump in my throat. Holy Shit!

In fact, I was pleased he couldn’t get down to business with his hippo lover. “You had such a great opportunity but got scared of the load. It’s really sad.” “Yeah, but I got another date the next night. This one had a nice shape and big boobs!” He shared, placing his hands against his chest to describe how big the lady’s breast were. My eyes popped out in fury, watching Cadell narrate his night with another lady. “Her chest was huge! It was… oh yes.” Suddenly, he pointed at my chest and said, “Just like your melons, hers was as big as a pumpkin.”

Deborah opened her own arms and embraced her friend happily. "It's so good to see you Chelse," Deborah returned as she pulled her friend close. She felt their boobs mushing against each other through their shirts, fighting for limited space. Pulling back, Deborah smiled down sheepishly but Chelsea beamed. Deborah spared a glance down at her friend's cleavage poking out the top of her plunging blouse's neckline. While Chelsea was a small woman, who took painstaking care to stay slim and fit, she had been blessed with an ample chest. Deborah knew that Chelsea was just a D cup, but on her small frame, her tits looked massive, and they jiggled just as much as Deborah's own.

His huge arm tightened instinctively around my wide hips, pressing my full curves to his side with a territorial claim meant to shield our den from this new threat. “A forgotten continent…” my King’s beast rumbled, his baritone dropping so low and heavy it made the dome hum. “Your mother did not leave that chest for the Council to find, Maya. She hid it beneath the blockade’s core because she knew only the power of our over‑mark would be strong enough to break the slab.” I leaned slightly over the hole’s edge, feeling the hum of ancient metal. The gold‑and‑silver veins on my neck flared with a heat that locked straight into the remains of the iron chest.

Salmons of wisdom, swallowed by her sclera. Yolanda smirked, undoing her corset lacings and shucking off her dress and pantaloons, and her ripe breasts hung heavy like the wicked fruit of the huldrefolk, meant for stealing a changeling baby away to the lap of the Grim Troll Queen. I looked at her flawless, earthen sienna skin in reverence and tenderly mouthed the Periland chocolate-colored blossom of her left breast, tracing the thick horsewoman muscles of her shoulders.

It was still mostly beastly though, so it had some time to adapt to its newfound intelligence. Another interesting specimen was the Treasure Chest Mimic! An infamous monster from Dungeons that pretends to be a treasure chest to attack unsuspecting visitors who believe to have found some nice loot in the way, it quickly catches them off guard and usually devours them in a single chomp, crushing them with its many razor-sharp teeth. Chaos had inspected its interior and it seemed that the treasure chest was something like its shell, while the fleshy, red-colored monster inside was something similar to a mollusk. It was mostly gentle with Chaos, as it licked him with its giant tongue.

"Shall we?" She took it and let him lead her up to the castle. It wasn't just a castle fa?ade, but a real castle. In the foyer, a huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, taking center stage, adorned in icicle crystal shards. A huge Christmas tree stood at the far end of the great room with presents under it. "Wow," Caden exclaimed, taking in the ambiance. A couple with a child placed a box adorned with colorful wrapping paper and a red bow with ribbons under the tree. "What are they doing?"