Giantess Student Novels & Stories

"Yes. I've heard of these people. They say magic rumours around these lands and not any ordinary person goes through here." "People hate what they fear. This land is owned by your late father and it's ran by a lady who goes by the name Maggot Cicero. Though she only met with your father and not with anyone else." "What are we to see around these lands then?" "Your welcome. My name is Janet " greeted a young lady who approached us anonymously. "The mistress is ready to have a word with you miss Lyle." She said having me worried to my feet for the fact that she knew who I was and named me out with my title.

EVELESSA "Her hair is so beautiful and she looks divine...." The whispers follows me everywhere as I move through the courtyard wearing waist beads worth several billion and an anklet capable of stopping a magical attack. Somehow, the whole supernatural world knows I've just had four babies. The crown flickers briefly above my head as I cross the lawn before dissolving again. A few first-year students stare. One of them almost trips over a bench. I pretend not to notice. My second year officially starts today and I’m still adjusting.

Now, it seemed that it was all real, after all! Javier was literally the coolest student ever! Everyone knew how aloof Megara Galloway was. She was the ice queen, and yet in the video, she was gyrating below Javier…She was meek and submissive. Her moans were as pleasing as the notes of a secret song, her expression during her climax so seductive that the viewers drooled all over their phones. As one student boldly put it: “If having sex with Megara could kill me, then dig me a grave, guys!”

she prompted. “We each get a percentage based on how many hours we put in. Most of us use it for school stuff; books, supplies, that kind of thing. But some save up for bigger things. Jenny over there,” she pointed to a tall girl with a messy braid, “she's saving for a laptop for college next year.” Gianna felt a warm glow of admiration for these hardworking students. It was so different from the entitled attitudes she often came across back in the city…not all of them thought.

I leaned my head back, closing my eyes, trying to calm my racing heart. “Hi, po!” I quickly opened my eyes. A group of girls stood in front of me—probably high school students. “We’ve been following you for a while,” one of them said excitedly. “You’re Miss Gaea Montessori, right? The one who wrote The Lost Heiress?” I smiled and nodded. They squealed immediately, pulling out their phones. “I’m your fan, Miss Gaea! Can we take a picture?” My exhaustion faded a little.

Cruella asked just to be sure she was talking about Maeve. “You should know them since I often see you with them. Maeve Raily, Jessica Dolly, Ashley Meng, Ethan White, and Judith Noah." Cruella bobbed her head when Mrs. Cushion called their names. They were the students who made her college life a living hell. Maeve and her minions, Ethan and the shameless chick he was fucking the night of his death. She wanted to smile but remembered she's supposed to feel sorry for them to avoid implicating herself.