Female Shin Godzilla Novels & Stories

I stole my childhood friend’s doll. Then, he called to complain. I listened to him wail as the doll sat in my hand, its texture somehow akin to that of human skin. Under its skirt was something remarkably female. This left me confused. ‘Is this doll female or male?’ Then, more importantly… ‘Did it come with both organs? Or is this modified?’ He sounded hysterical over the line. Surprised by this, I accidentally squished the doll’s limbs a little.

Deadly. This woman, whoever she was, is not a part of the Dark Moon pack. One of my men tried to step in—idiot. She dropped him without hesitation. “What the hell…” I muttered, eyes narrowing. She fought like no wolf I’d seen before. Not recently. Not ever. Her dark hair clung to her skin, soaked in sweat and rain, and though I couldn’t see her eyes, there was something in the way she moved—like she’d been through hell and made it her training ground.

Full maturity, IE Consent, you won’t find me swapping spit and gyrating back and forth like monkeys who discovered a motel quarter bed. Not that those exist here, but still. As Shinhari, the one in a dozen females in Lumina’s shadow legion, I appreciate the vows and lore that inspired me to swear my allegiance to the moon goddess. Not the notion that Shin and Demons are required to have ten times the orgasms and interactions that typical Fey have.

Not today. I closed my eyes. "Nathan, she possesses the power of the Moon Goddess. She needs to be inside right now!" His eyelids flickered for a second and he glanced at her. "No way!" He shook his head. "She's the moon wolf?!" He pointed at her. "Yes listen, Nathan—" "Are you stupid? I thought you were bringing in strays again, but you brought this dangerous hybrid to our doorstep?!" The veins at his neck bulged, threatening to tear out of his flesh.

She pinched Dustin's nipples, holding on to them as she pitched her pussy into high gear. She coiled up and down on him with unrelenting determination and unquenchable greed. He was going to submit to her, to give this queen her due. She gave him one more reason to surrender. “I'm cumming Dusty!” she shouted. “Me too honey! Ah yeah! Here it comes!” Shakira was bouncing up and down his cock as if her legs were made of springs. “Oh Blair!” he belted out as he came. “Oh Blair, baby!” It was unmistakable. He was inside of her, not me.

This is actually the Pantheon of the Gods. Izanami: (A 10 ft tall woman with shoulder length black hair, a very slim figure and Asian-looking face seems to stare aloofly at Syren. Then simply waving a hand at him, causing his body to begin to decay and wither away into dust.) "I have no more use of you pawn. Your life essence will be enough for me to return to this world. Thank you for your patronage." Dantzler: (Not skipping a beat, as he was already running up to her ready to fight. He dive rolls on the ground once and jumps straight up, attempting to uppercut her on the chin.) "Impact Rising!!!"

Her body swayed to the side just in time as something heavy crashed beside her, creating a crater in the ground. Akiko recognised the tall, dark and muscular big-busted babe. Skilled in archery and wrestling, this woman could take any men out. She was one of the older candidates, and even among the big three, only Liu Feng would match her in strength. The Seer’s lithe killing machine body and Oritha “Amazonian” Silva’s powerhouse body were on a completely different level from hers and Johan. However, there was one thing that Akiko had that might work against this formidable opponent.

There was no hope of that demon ever resurrecting. The expressions of the two remaining Demon Saints—the Golden-scale Blood Crocodile and the Blood Goat—changed drastically. The God-suppressing Seal was no less powerful than when attacking the Snake Demon. This beautiful girl of the Human Clan did not seem at all tired. She could completely control this Divine Artifact. "You've injured Shi Wa and Xin Ge. All of you, die!" The beautiful girl's gleaming black hair fluttered strangely in the air like a black waterfall. There was no other expression on her face, only rage and terrifying murderous intent. Her formerly lovely eyes were like abysses, so black that they had no pupils or irises.

She was defending their pups, and she would gladly sacrifice her life to spare theirs. The large male observed the Goddess with distrusting eyes. She was unlike any other human that he had seen before. Her pale iridescent skin shimmered under the moonlight, and her long white hair with flecks of silver danced around her waist in delicate curls. The gown that hugged her slender frame sparkled as if it was made from a million tiny stars, and upon her head was a diadem bearing a silver crescent moon. The beast nudged his mate, moving her behind him. For this was no ordinary human. She held power, greater than those of the hunters. The male took a bold step forward, putting himself in the space

Sean stared at me silently for a moment, then nodded, a look of doubt and misgivings in his golden net. “In my workspace,” he said, and then I went to our room to change clothes. I breathed a sigh of relief as we closed the door to our room, a comfort. Thanks, God! He wanted to speak. My Inner Goddess breathed a sigh of relief and slumped on her red sofa, my senses staring at me with her wise smile. After changing clothes, I rushed to Sean’s workspace and braced myself before going inside. My Inner Goddess tightly gripped the round shield with Medusa’s head in the middle; she looked ready by putting on her armor and smiling in front of her red sofa. Prepared to fight like the troops in Three