Futanari Statue Novels & Stories

However, he could not detect a thing on the sculpture. The first ray of sunshine in the east shone on the God of War of Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region statue, coloring the sculpture yellow, as if it were a living god. The statue seemed to look down on earth like a king, worshipped by Human Tribe people around the square. It was unbelievably and slowly giving off mind-blowing energy and coercion that only belonged to a god! There were 76 the youngest geniuses with the greatest potentials from Snow Province gathering under the holy statue.

The guy shrugs and shuts up. I scrutinize the statue. The goddess is an incredibly beautiful young girl. Her upper body is bare, her lower half wrapped in a wolf pelt. In her hand, she holds aloft a massive beast’s tooth, her hair loose, flowing down to her waist. Her face exudes nobility and compassion, and her eyes, gentle and serene, are fixed on the mansion gate.

A charming shop for renting watercraft, equipment, and toys rest just a few strides from the water. "It looked more beautiful than I thought" I whispered to me. I turned back and looked at Rayan who was staring at me "What do think?" He asked "There are no words, this place is magnificent," I smiled as we walked towards the lake and stood by the side of it, a very refreshing strong wind blew on my face which almost took off my scarf. "I need to buy a hijab pin," I muttered as I adjusted my hijab. I turned around and looked at a lovely family who were sited at the picnic area, they reminded me of all times, the time when mom and dad would take me and Khalil for our weakly Saturday picnics.

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.

"And what exactly is that supposed to be?" Carter asked, pointing at one of the many statues lining the massive throne room. The sculpture in question was nightmarish; a giant dog-like creature with three massive heads, each one frozen mid-snarl with teeth bared and eyes seeming to follow him around the room. It was easily twelve feet tall, carved from some kind of dark stone that seemed to absorb the light rather than reflect it. This cult was really big on wolves if they were willing to tolerate such an eyesore of a statue lying around the place, Carter thought.

Dad chuckled as he saw me eating like an animal along with Zar. I looked at him and nodded my head. A signal that I was ready to hear everything I had missed. "Yes, that statue belonged to Eve. And this was actually the prototype. The real statue is at the entrance of our territory. So everyone who enters our territory, would see her statue. That was the least I could do for everything she had done for us." My dad finally replied to me in a low tone. He was staring at the slice of his pizza while talking to me. I saw a tear that rolled down on his cheek. Zar was quick to lick that year away. Whimpering like a puppy, Zar hugged dad. Dad chuckled softly and kissed Zar's forehead.

I did and he came in after me, shutting the door behind us. The room was huge and held different arts. It felt like I was at an art exhibition. I was admiring the little paintings and statues that was until I caught sight of the huge standing statue at the corner of the room. I gasped suddenly, covering my mouth with my hands. Slowly I walked over to the corner of the room my hands reached out to touch the statue of the goddess of women, marriage, and children, Hera. I could imagine just how happy my mom would be if she had got to see the statue.

Their leader, Solan, whispered to his beta, “She speaks of unity… but she will never allow the Sun God to rise.” --- Scene 2: The Unveiling of the Statue Later that night, under a rising full moon, Liora led the packs to the Sanctuary Gardens where an enormous statue of Iris—the Mother Wolf—stood unveiled for the first time. Carved from moonstone and shadowglass, the statue depicted Iris in her wolf form, her eyes set with gold and obsidian gemstones that seemed to glow with an inner light.

I'm going to fit in determinedly because this place is not for the tamed. People are gathered around a statue of a woman with big breasts, tiny waist and big hips. A tiny scarf was tied around her pubic area. Some girls jump on it and pose with their mouths close to her tits. Some put their hands in between her legs while posing for pictures. They laugh crazily while molesting the poor statue. One squats and poses like her mouth is on the woman’s private part. They laugh some more. ‘’ You have not done that before,’’ someone says, taking a spot beside me. It is the girl that owns a lantern store.

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.