Mature Giantess Novels & Stories

Mara says. The old witch clutches a brown vial in her knobbly hands. “This could make you infertile.” “I don’t care. I’m not here for a lecture - just give me what I need.” I gasp and open my eyes. My mate is standing with her back to me, looking up at the effigy. I’ve always assumed it’s the Goddess, but I’ve never seen her face. It’s always hidden by the full moon. “Do you believe me now?” I ask.

To me personally, age is not an issues at all, especially in Fantasma, this medieval fantasy world. Here age is irrelevant at all, with a lot of long living races all over the places, and for many of those races, even at considerably old ages they still looked really young. Like my lovely Meret over here, even though she was already over 50 years old, her body were still very much young, and she is very magnificent in serving my lust and calming my passion. Her looks back on earth on can easily passed her as someone at her prime age, if back on earth she will have no problem at all, being a gravure model. Her skin were still supple, her giant breast still defying gravity although already sl

It was the beginning of something new. I was no longer someone’s wife or shadow. I was the Godmother of the mafia families, Xavier’s mother, Kane’s beloved, and most importantly, I was myself. A year later, in a port city in Eustona, someone spotted a familiar figure. The man was ragged, limping on one leg. When he looked up, his face was covered in scars and humiliation. It was James. He saw me and instantly looked away in terror, ducking into the crowd like a rat scurrying across the street.

Everyone's faces changed after hearing that. Black Giant was a new creature that appeared after the transformation of Earth. They were 10 feet tall and looked like chimpanzees. This kind of creature was extremely powerful and they were naturally drawn to sex. Not only did they love having intercourse with their own kind, they also loved to do it with other creatures, as long as they were females. They were especially fond of human females, as long as one was captured by such a creature, one would be raped to death. "Bastard!" Hong Ling shouted furiously. She knew about this infamous creature.

Then, suddenly, as one, they all jumped to their feet, roaring her name. The judge, outraged, leapt to his feet. “BRING IN THE GIANT!” he yelled. Before Caitlin could catch her breath, another side compartment opened, and in rushed a massive giant. The crowd roared. Caitlin’s eyes opened wide in disbelief. She had never seen a monster like this. This creature was at least one hundred feet tall, and, like a Cyclops, had just one eye, in the center of its head. She didn’t imagine that such things even walked the earth, and she could see its muscles rippling out in every direction.

It was morning already. Derrick was sitting by the still burning fire. He looked like he didn't sleep a wink all night. The fire never went out. I could tell it was no ordinary fire. There were no woods to keep it lit, but it still burned brightly. I handed him back his jacket. “Thank you.” I said almost in a whisper. “You're welcome.” He replied coldly and made his way out of the cave. I was right behind him. He looked like I had pissed him off The side of him I had seen last night was probably temporary. He was back to his icy self. I tailed behind him like a lost pup. We were almost at the entrance when a woman came in. She was clad in emerald green. I can feel my eyes widening as the mys

She wasn’t sure if she didn’t just take a leap from a frying pan straight into fire. ~~~ The Giant town was celebrating. Drums were dragged out and beaten and some of the women and children-giants danced with abandon, uncaring that their thudding footsteps were heavy enough to awake a volcano. She was swaddled and perched in her cradle on the high dais for everyone to gaze upon. An unusual baby, they no doubt thought of her but she couldn’t wipe the frown of displeasure from her brows. She had tried to make a run for it earlier. When they had put her down, ready to give her a bath, she’d escaped her swaddling and tried to make a run for it but just before she could reach the door, she had be

"Within this boundary, your bloodline does not dictate your identity." I let my head fall back against the stone ledge, surrendering to the absolute absurdity of the game, my dark hair spilling over my shoulders as I track the constellations above to select a clean persona. "I am High Priestess Mary Alexander," I declare finally, a genuine smile breaking across my face as the concept takes root. "I belong to an ascetic lunar order. I spend my winters preparing consecrated silver-leaf wafers and trading them across the isolated borders of the European packs to secure resources for the orphaned cubs under my protection."

The air was thick with the scent of incense, candle wax, and the unmistakable musk of feminine arousal. Mother Superior Agnes stood at the center of the altar in her full black habit, but this time she made no attempt to hide her divine gift. Her massive futa cock stood proudly erect — twelve thick, veined inches of throbbing meat, the broad head already leaking a steady flow of pre-cum. Beneath it, her original pussy dripped with slick, the lips swollen and glistening.

She appeared more mature, radiating a sensual allure that set her apart. She was Mia Ingram, the Foxy Lady, a demoness who had lived for 70 years!