Mature Giantess Novels & Stories

I have to climb two floors to arrive to my class. I am Lilibeth Kolton, a 2nd-grade student at Fonton Senior High School, majoring in social studies, I'm not that pretty actually...not at all! I am only 160 cm tall, my face is not that great, my nose is not that pointed, my lips are not thick, my front and rear bumpers are minimal, and my brain is so-so. There should be no reason Mr. Harold said that to me! Or is he just testing me?? Or… a prank! Wow, if that's true, he has the heart! Note the sarcasm!

When she got inside, she walked into a different world. The air in there was humidly thick, and the darkness was worse than that at the auditorium. Arlene couldn’t see a thing because she suffered from night blindness (nyctalopia), and there was no one to help. She reached for her pocket and grabbed her phone, and then she turned on the torch light. As soon as the light came on, she realized she was in a cave, she was a bit scared but when she caught the sight of the cloak she had seen earlier on, she walked further. She kept calling out to the strange girl but she never answered, when she got close enough to pull the girl’s clothe, someone tapped her from behind and she heard a familiar voi

I wasn’t sure how, but I could feel her smiling, “Jasper has his own journey, just as your parents did and it is up to him to overcome his own obstacles and find his way back to you.” “Do I really look like you?” I wondered. “Au Contraire, my love, it is I who looks like you. You see, as I have many names, I have many faces much like the moon, but centuries ago when the days of the Gods and Goddesses came to an end on earth, we ascended to the heavens and as payment for our immortality, we gave up our physical form and so all that exists of us is our soul.” “Does that mean-?” I cut myself off, unable to complete the question out of pure shock.

Justin, I presumed, always seemed to have impeccable timing when it came to disrupting my peace. With a sigh, I quickly assessed my options. Seeking refuge from his persistent advances, I darted behind a dense cluster of bushes, my heart pounding in my chest. Peering through the leaves, I strained to see who had disturbed my solitude. To my surprise, it wasn't Justin who emerged into view, but Mrs. Pierce, the Queen herself. Her regal posture and air of authority commanded attention, and I found myself holding my breath in anticipation. Her voice, hushed and laden with an air of secrecy, carried to my hidden position.

To welcome anyone who calls for her. Kaszran's first woman, of this world. Fallen from the sky. Alone. Creating men, women and animals from its warm and vital breath. Filling these lands with life. It's possible? Is it possible that our Goddess Mother of All, forgotten by men on the continent, is the goddess of wolves' lust? When I realize I'm right next to Mig. Both of us looking at the statue in front of us. His expression gives me no clue as to his thoughts, but I don't need him to tell me; I know.

" Chase stared at a dark figure in front as he smiled and spoke. "Oh, what's that?" Willow asked as she looked at the dark figure in shock. Before Chase could answer, the dark figure appeared right in front of everyone at great speed. It was the giant made from rocks. Moss and weeds were growing all over it. The giant looked like it was made out of old rocks from ruins. It was covered with the traces of time. Its eyes were like two giant lanterns that glowed eerily.

The smaller woman quickly followed suit, placing her hand over her heart. “My Goddess” the big woman spoke, her voice was loud and hard, and it carried a powerful aura with it. “Beta Elaine, Miss Alyse. This is my Mate and the Triple Goddess” Gunner said to them. They both stood and walked a little closer to us. “Oh, she’s beautiful” the small woman whispered and covered her smiling mouth with her hand. Her eyes filled with unshed tears and a small sob escaped her. I can’t say someone has become this emotional when meeting me before. Excited, shocked, maybe joyful, but not emotional like this. It’s strange.

The heart chamber—cavern vast as a subterranean cathedral, core pulsing black-red like a dying star, Matriarch coiled around it protective. Colossal—body spanning miles inside the cavern, maw a black hole event horizon swallowing light, eyes galaxies of endless, devouring hunger. Tendrils like living continents lash out—gravity warping violent, pulling armor plates inward, crushing. *Debuff: Absolute Pull – All Stats fifty percent Down* *Additional Effect: Mana/Leech Drain Active* It speaks—voice reality-cracking, eardrums bleeding, minds assaulted with visions of devoured worlds. **Grand Matriarch (choral, shattering):**

She hadn’t responded to money, which meant there was only one thing she actually wanted. Marry her. Fix the mess you created. Don’t come back until you have a ring on her finger. Which meant I needed her. The only path back to my company ran through a woman I had already discarded, except she wasn’t a ghost anymore. She was Elena Hart, the same woman I had dismissed without hesitation, now holding enough power to decide whether I had a future. I picked up my keys and left. The Voss estate stood above the city like it always had, lit from within so it looked warm, but the moment I stepped inside, the illusion thinned into something colder, something that had never needed to pretend.

The beauty of Camp Gigant was nowhere near Islandia but it was beautiful much more than any place on earth. This wasn’t what she expected in the least, giant were supposed to be dirty and tattered creatures at least that was what the books made them out to be. There were a lot of tall trees, with different kinds of fruits. The flowers were in a variety of colours and shapes and were scattered neatly about. It just looked like a wide expanse of land, there were no buildings or tents or wood houses in view. It was like everyone just seemed to live outside. They were a lot of giants around, male and female, save for the animal skin wrap around their waist, they wore nothing else. The women had