Giantess Teenager Novels & Stories

● Numerous other disposal characters Cursed children plot Four teenage boys are cursed by the goddess, Hecate, after they desecrate he shrine on a night out. She curses them to transform into bloodthirsty werewolves every night on a full moon. After murdering innocent townsfolk and subsequently their loved ones but waking up bloody with no recollections of the night before. The are left with no option but to leave town after they are found and hunted down by the furious townsfolk. Their group of four begin their travels together in search of answers to their questions and a cure to what they believe to be an ailment.

"Oh my God!" she groaned, barely able to handle the rough treatment. She didn't know if she could agree with it as there were so many men who had already claimed ownership of her big tits, but God, did it ever feel like this teenager had taken ownership of her huge breasts, stealing sole possession of them away from the world. It sounded bad, but the thought of it made her pussy even wetter. But no... if she gave over total ownership of her body to him, she would be his whore forever.

"Mom, tell Oliver to mind his business" a blonde haired girl with sea blue eyes, tall, very tall and slender shouted while running down the stairs. A tall boy who looks to be a head taller than the girl, same eyes, same face, same lips, same everything sprinted after her down the stairs. The girl ran into the kitchen and hugged from behind a tall slender woman with blonde hair, who was busy cooking in the kitchen.

I've never done anything this crazy before. A petite, petite girl opens the door, her golden brown eyes staring at me in wonder. She's very thin, decked out in a miniskirt and low-cut top, but so thin she looks like a little girl. Her hair is a bright dyed red and her skin is a light brown color, probably generated by a tanning bed. She's pretty, though, with pixie facial features and kissable pink lips. "Hey," she slowly scans me, crawling over every inch of me. Then she lights up, joy in her movements. "You're really pretty!" she smiles, her voice energetic. She looks like a cheerleader, but I can't find it in my heart not to like the teenager.

"Yes, you are, Old hag, and do you even care if we go to bars??" "Because you're all obviously kids! What are you, sixteen? What?" My eyebrows rose. "And take it back, I'm not, an old hag! I'm still a girl--" "Ah, not obvious." The bitchy teenager said. My lips parted again. "Tell me, Old hag, you're just jealous because we have a kiss. E, you? You're obviously going to bars because you don't have a man. Seeking love and shelter, huh?"

I said, smiling. “Can you book us an Uber? We’re going to a club, totally busting out of this joint. It’s my 19th birthday. Ohh I’m so rude! I’m Giselle, come with us! You’re here in hiding, clearly you don’t wanna be here either,” girl number two said.

She has curly black hair, two round, appealing black eyes with long, curled lashes, and stouter legs with a well-defined waist. Adding,"she tries to capture our attention by smiling and acting seductively when she looks at us. Instead of asking her the questions we meant to ask, we forget what we wanted to say because, as young male teenagers, we feel both terrified and intrigued to the point of being unable to articulate our feelings.”

“Thank you so much, Shaine. I appreciate your gift, daddy always loves you, hmm?” I chuckled and then put the cake on the round table. I could feel some hard stares from my father’s friends. I smirked secretly. Wearing only a tiny sheet of fabric as my top and mini skirts above my knee exposing my legs, I understand if they are already undressing me in their minds. I am still a teen, nineteen years old to be exact, yet my body says otherwise. I have a round butt and above average size chest, my skin is fair that easily turns red when being slapped, and my face captures beauty that girls my age don’t have.

I said and he immediately stopped. "Oh... it's Ayesha. Is she out for jogging?" He said. Ha! That means I wasn't hallucinating. She was in a jumpsuit that clinged her figure perfectly. Her ponytail flying behind her. I just gaped at her with a goofy smile on my face. I wasn't the only one watching her though. There were a few punks that were checking her out too. Those scoundrels. How dare they check out a lonely girl like that?!

Even having a brother does not guarantee that she can survive all these things, even her brother is one of the ferocious predators who is always ready to attack her anytime and anywhere, knows no time and knows no place. Now she is in the 1st grade of High School, majoring in Science. She has an older brother named Aslan, and an older sister named Violet. She also has a boyfriend, his name is Herrin, don't ask how they got together, Herrin is very in love and is even infatuated with the girl. Call it love at first sight. A girl with a beautiful appearance, a soft stature, made Herrin in love with her. Alyne is lucky to have that boy when everyone shuns her, a sweet boy who always makes her s