Novel & Cerita Giantess Vore

Vanya just wanted to get out from this scene, or at the very least, for both of them to stop being Vikings on her pillaged body. “Hmpphhh!!” squealed Vanya who was unable to let out her voice, as her mouth was still sealed by Niels’. That was no ordinary squeal, as it reverberated through Vanya’s entire body. She was feeling it, as Ned’s tongue kept on dancing like no tomorrow on her pussy’s entrance, teasing her clit in the process. She never felt this way before and the sensation was so overwhelming for her that it sent a jolt across her body, accidentally throwing away her assaultors. ‌

I grabbed her head fisting her hair forcefully and pulled her down for a hot kiss *** (Vivienne) I might as well have woken up the sleeping giant. The lustful man himself that I couldn't breathe as he kissed me hungrily. His tongue slipped into my mouth exploring me and I sucked on him. We sucked on each other as he moved slowly. So sweetly that he was torturing me. And when he unexpectedly flipped me on top of him and grabbed my head deepening the kiss. I was lost as pleasure washed over me

Poor thing! [Nathan's already at the door. He's about to walk in!] The elevator doors opened. I immediately spotted the girl in the white dress. Several heavily made-up socialites had her surrounded. Red wine dripped from her hair, making her look both pitiful and heartbreakingly vulnerable. Nathan, standing off to one side, had just started to step forward. I picked up a glass of champagne from the bar and walked straight toward Vivian.

Giselle whispered, her voice low and seductive. Dominic did not answer with words. Instead, he wrapped his arms around Giselle’s waist, pulling her slender body closer until their chests collided. The next second, the disgusting sight unfolded mercilessly before Vivienne’s eyes. They poured out the longing they had suppressed for five years with brutal intensity. Giselle lowered her head, burying her face in the crook of Dominic’s neck, sucking at the skin there until reddish marks appeared in contrast against it. Dominic groaned deeply, his hands moving wildly over Giselle’s hips, demanding more.

He pushed her skirt to the knee and started gliding his finger over the exposed area. Her spine straightened from the icy touch. While she was feared of being caught as the table was full of people and everyone was a vampire, their hearing and sensing power were stronger than anyone. Her expression can catch their interest in a blink of an eye. “Lady Elsa, why aren’t you eating, and why are you sweating? Are you alright?” Carl’s voice shivered her more. It was so gentle and affectionate, could melt anyone with it. She laughed awkwardly and replied, “No, Prince Carl, I... I.” Her voice staggered, as a hand pinched her exposed area under the table.

How could he possibly joke about killing Sarah here? "Why—why have I become something of interest to you?" I stuttered. My throat felt tight, it was a hassle talking in these conditions. "Isn't it obvious? You have the power of the Moon Goddess! Of course, I will be naturally interested in you!" He moved closer to me and touched my hair. "Hmmm, it's true..." I jumped back and grasped my arm. Goosebumps appeared where he had touched me. It wasn't a normal reaction from my body but rather forced. The last thing I wanted was a strange wizard touching me like an exhibit since he had been behaving like one.

So, I guess meeting the most annoying guy I've ever known won't be a problem either. Or I thought so… When I entered, the scene that greeted me almost made my heart jump out of its ribcage. I froze in my place as I took in what was currently happening in front of me. The scene was so unbelievable that I almost wondered if I was hallucinating. What the fuck is this motherfucker doing to the original heroine?! In front of my eyes, Isadore was pinning Maria on the bed, and not only that… he was… strangling her.

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.”

But no matter how loud my voice is, no one answered me. I suddenly stopped walking when I felt like someone was following me. My heart beats so fast because of nervousness. I'm all alone here and no one can help if a wild animal attacks me. My eyes widened in fear as a monstrous female worm suddenly appeared at my back. It has long hair but no face. It has two human-like hands and a very long body. The other parts of its body are still buried in the ground because of its extreme length. "Give me your face!" the monster worm suddenly speaks to me and then rushed at me. I screamed while dodging her attack and then I ran quickly.

Adrien burst onto the summit. The scene before him was one from his deepest nightmares. Vanessa, pale and trembling, was bound to the crystal pillar, her head thrown back in a silent scream. Rivers of her golden light were being violently siphoned out of her, flooding the crystal, which glowed like a poisoned star. Above, the converged moons cast a sickly, distorted light. And there was Omega, his arms raised to the sky, chanting, drunk on the stolen power, on the verge of perfecting his abominable work.