Mature Giantess Novels & Stories

“You called to me, connected to me, and then jumped when I answered.” “I just didn’t expect…” I trailed off because I sounded stupid even to myself. “You didn’t expect me to have a voice?” I opened my eyes and watched as the ground bubbled. A woman with green skin and brown flowing hair stepped out of the ground, earning gasps from everyone. She flung out her hand, and the sound bubble, once clear, turned grey. “Now, no one can spy inside.” She winked. “Mother Gaia.” My grandmother bowed beside me, and I heard everyone else hit the ground, but the goddess’s eyes never shifted from my face.

The environment of the temple was tranquil, and all the priestesses we met were also serene so I expected the high priestess to be the most sombre and serene of them all but she was like a teenager who had skipped school to get high on wolf’s bane. “Except I possessed the high priestess, which is impossible, ho ho, only the goddess can possess my body but anyway. How are you!?” She exclaimed, placing a hand on my stomach. I squirmed as she caressed my stomach. “I – Can you stop massaging my stomach?” I felt awkward. “I can’t!” She exclaimed with a lively grin. “The bun is so powerful, I am amazed. Ho-ho, the goddess really took time creating your baby, Sia!”

It stopped around her thighs. "Step this way." She stood before me. The shirt did quite a job in shielding her chest. I stood, hands in my pocket. "Turn around." There. The issue was her butt. It still looked obvious. Glaring obvious. "Is this the largest you've got?" I asked, my gaze fixed on her yet. "Yes, sir. This is the largest size for ladies." Wow. This girl was just… I guessed the moon goddess had a dizzy spell the day Rina was formed. Because this was an anomaly: her huge butt. It wasn't normal to have such weight in that area.

Then a scream of a woman began to sound out of thin air. “Aaaaaaaaahhh Release me!!” Within the beast's clenched hand, there is a beautiful mature woman in her thirties screaming aloud as she struggles to pry her body out from the giant hand. This woman wears a purple old-school toga, she was both Zeus's sister and wife. Hera the goddess matriarch of Olympus. At Aurelia's aide who was watching the curb stomping fes in front of her smiled awkwardly. She knew that Zhu Wushang and her two good friends were strong but never thought that they were this strong.

*Ella* The healer is a very old, gnarled woman. She reminds me of Mystica based on the pictures Mom has scattered in her home in Maatua. The woman’s hair is bright white and wispy, and her shoulders are permenantly slumped. She barely comes up to my breasts as she hovers around Hannah, who is lying on a cot in the center of a very warm room heated by an ancient wood stove in one corner.

The Elder Matriarch held her breath, glaring piercingly at the stripped, secret lower half as if she would devour it whole. Her wrinkled lips trembled as she poured out fragments of curses. "You insolent, filthiest of wretches!" "You may wear the skin of a human, but inside, you are undoubtedly a SAEKGUI who will exude the scent of a siren in heat day and night, bewitching the men of this house and driving them into the pit of destruction!" Yet, even as she poured out harsh curses, The Elder Matriarch could inflict no further punishment.

"MAMA!" Aria and Lila screamed at the same time, both girls throwing themselves against Ivy's sides on pure instinct. The footsteps kept coming. And then the first one stepped out of the dark Five meters tall. A rotting giant, arms thick as tree trunks, fingernails worn down to black blades. It moved with the slow, absolute certainty of something that had never needed to hurry. Ivy's body was still recovering from labor three days ago. She had no weapon.

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.”

DANTE I would not tell him lest I wanted his ego to explode, but Caiathus was right about coming to their epic badass grandmother. Grandmother Ayla was a peach, a gem, and a one-of-a-kind woman that I was glad to have met. Goddess, her humor was to die for and the funniest fucking shit I had ever heard. Could we just duplicate her?

I was determined to look into what had happened at the banquet hall and discover the truth. I hailed a cab and arrived at the entrance. Right then, a girl got out of another car alongside me. She glanced at me before standing right in front of me. Her expression dripped with contempt. “You’re here for my mother’s birthday banquet too? Isn’t this place reserved exclusively for the Roth family? How can a random stray stroll in?” She was wearing the season’s latest gown, and her neck was adorned with a pendant as big as a pigeon’s egg. Seeing my plain short-sleeved shirt and long pants, disgust filled her eyes.