Giantess Fan Comics Novels & Stories

"Seriously though, look at this rack," Alanna said, pointing at Wonder Woman's chest on the front of the comic. "Can you imagine having tits that big on a body that thin? You'd think if they wanted her busty they would have made her curvy." "You should check out Power Girl. Even bigger tits, slightly thicker bod'."

But Allison just approached slowly, her eyes fixated on the picture as if it had a hold over her. “This is of the Silver Saintess, Ariadne,” she said quietly. “…The false prophet who walked amongst us one hundred years ago. She was a creature who declared themselves an embodiment of the Goddess, and yet saw to bend the world to her will. A world in the image of her insanity.” Her eyes then finally snapped back to my own, showing me the hatred burning within them. “She was an evil that has never been forgotten… A Devil of the Mist.”

Gillian Davis. Where do I begin? There's something about her smile that irks me. She's trying so hard to be this demure person and I feel it in my bones that she isn't like that. At all. Her almond-shaped green eyes are constantly searching and they're too curious. I don't like the way her full lips curve upwards at the end of every sentence. She's wearing dark jeans and a red loose top that matches the color of her hair. She constantly shifts from one foot to the other and why is she nervous? It reminds me of how I felt when I first met Damien and it leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.