Fat Goddess Statue Novels & Stories

Jasper “What is it?” I enquired and she gave me a playful smile. “A simple one to see if you could be considered worthy by our Goddess.” I looked behind her and at the tall imposing statue of a Goddess that loomed over us, her head almost touching the ceiling. She had the face of a phoenix and the body of a woman. The statue seemed to look down at us, the sharp angular eyes that seemed to emit some powerful fire beams and burn down whoever dared to displease her.

Beside him, there was a statue of Amphitrite herself, the beautiful and serene goddess, with flowing hair and a gentle smile on her face. Further along, they saw a statue of Thalassa, the primordial goddess of the sea, embodying its vastness and mystery. Her statue seemed to ripple like water, as if alive with the eternal essence of the ocean. Nearby, there was a statue of Triton, son of Poseidon and messenger of the sea, depicted with his conch shell trumpet in hand, ready to announce his father's commands.

he said and Rathi agreed. They both entered into the door, "This is my ancestors, our gods," he told and the lights turned on to reveal the tomb containing more than hundreds of monuments and there the huge majestic figure of the King with fiery eyes standing amidst. "He's our great god, Aathirajendira Pandya," he told walking close to the statue. Rathi took a brief look at the figurine which stood tall as the cave's height. She went to Aadhiyan and stood beside him. He looked at the fireplace and it started glowing like magic.

"Let's do this." The God Giant Statue of Destroyers, a grotesque amalgamation of dark energy and ancient power, roared to life. Its eyes glowed with malevolence, and its massive arms swung down, aiming to crush the Gaia clan beneath its might. The ground trembled with each step it took, and the air crackled with dark energy.

I turned back to my father. "With all these clothes, why are they still topless?" I arched an eyebrow. "Well, they—um—they're special women—and—and—" Dad stuttered with a redden face then turned way. "I think we should move on, Nikita." After a while, we reached another gallery, where Dad pointed at a seven-foot tall stone statue and said. "That's the statue of Vishnu, sweetie." "Who's Vishnu?" I looked up at the smooth stone figure as we stood there. It was a male god with eight arms, holding different items in his hands, a conch, a discus, a lotus, a mace, but other items seemed to be missing.

Gorgeous, serene glowing lighting above, provided by more candles. Aakifahlynn passed a few white statues sculpted to perfection. The first few were shaped like a man with gold highlights. Then, there were others that looked like a loving couple in some very romantic positions- a forehead kiss, a tender embrace, gazing into each other's eyes lovingly. Some were even daring, and now she stood before one, she did not look at the face of the figure because her eyes were glued to the lower region depicted. It was more prominent, with a gold-draped-like effect covering a ginormous bulged length.

Some still standing to watch over my mate. My father standing in the foyer, observing us in case something goes down. We make our way in front of the water fountain. A cement wolf goddess statue with hands on the side of her mates head. An image of him howling but actually spitting out water. It’s actually a beautiful fountain. Believed to be an image of the real moon goddess and her mate. “Alpha, what is it that we need to discuss that we couldn’t discuss in front of the others?” The bastard says with a slight agitated tone.

The people in this world is adoring the existence of the goddess Athena, the goddess of war. They believe that magic is bestowed by Her Grace as a gift for her followers to survive the harsh wars in the past. Athena’s statue is built in the middle of the busy plaza of the most famous and secure town in the whole continent, Snowflake Town.

It was a huge statue of a black fetus. The huge head was more than ten meters in radius. Its body was chubby and massive. The black fetus statue was drooling from its mouth. Its small hand held a terrifyingly huge Death Scythe. It cried creepily like a baby. The fetus overshadowed the sunlight when it appeared. It emitted an extremely terrifying spiritual pressure. It was like the devil incarnate. The sky full of flying creatures sensed the terrifying spiritual pressure. They frantically fled for their lives. The Cooks were also scared to the core. They went limp on the floor.

Another depicted a couple in missionary, the woman's legs wrapped around the man's waist while he drove his cock deep inside her. A third pair stood with the woman pressed against the wall, her leg lifted as the man fucked her standing up. Nearby, a statue had the woman on top in cowgirl position, bouncing on the man's lap with her breasts thrust forward. Other statues displayed variations, like one with a man eating a woman's pussy while she sucked another cock, and another with two women grinding their pussies together while men stroked themselves nearby. The air thickened with the demonic presence, and the voice boomed from the shadows. “'The statues command your unions. Pair as they dict