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GTSWriter 5/24/2013 3:51:37 PM Rating: 0

The Stone Giantess

Pieces of marble fell to the ground in his spacious sculpture studio as Frans chiseled away. The sounds of metal striking metal echoed off the walls with each hammer fall. Frans’ marble block had been one of the largest solid blocks ever found in the country and he was chosen among thousands of artists to receive it and make beauty from cold stone. His idea of a sculpture was to recreate Ursula, the goddess who had been transformed to stone from the king god Urgar in the famous myth. It would make a grand tribute to his country and his culture.

The stone block arrived six months ago and carefully placed inside his warehouse studio. From there, strict security was placed outside his workshop for the prevention of vandalism. So, Frans spent the remainder of time chipping away at the block with the vision of a beautiful woman in his mind. He eventually got the overall form chipped out, and had to painstakingly chip, smooth, and buffer the piece until smooth, rounded limbs and facial features appeared.
Frans worked on her face, taking delicate tools to her face and hair to give the piece more fleshed out detail. Her eyes were carved to have a frozen look of fear in her eyes as if she was just turned to stone by Urgar.

On and on he worked, putting in eighteen hours a day until his body gave out with exhaustion. He carved her to have longer than shoulder length hair, a young maiden’s look about her face, and full, supple breasts hanging down from her chest as she was carved to be on her knees with her buttocks thrust out. Frans carved her nude as well, since the ancient myth suggested the goddess Ursula abhorred clothing of any sort. As the mythology suggested, Ursula remained nude and pranced around the other gods, making the male gods lust for her while making the greater goddesses jealous of her eternal youthful beauty. Finally, thinking she had cheated on the great god Urgar, he used his magic to turn her to stone out of great fury.

That morning, Frans entered his shop and closed the door behind him. The statue was three quarters finished, and he was left to continue carving out her thighs, hands, and lower legs. Frans decided he would start his day by finishing his artistic work on her anus and vaginal lips before moving on to her hands and knees. His sculpture would be depicted with her hands on her spread knees as she knelt before Urgar when he cast his spell.

Frans picked up his favorite chisel and hammer before climbing up his step stool. Her ass was facing him and he admired not only his own work, but Ursula’s immense beauty. Just the sight of her nude ass pushed out near his face made his heart race. She was created out of marble, but he was so good at his craft that for a minute, he wished she were real.

He tapped a couple of light blows with his hammer against the chisel and created the pucker of her anus. He blew a lungful of air against it to clear the dust that settled around her ass. With his gloved hand, he swiped away any remaining dust and felt the curve of her perfect behind. Oh how he wished he could squeeze her cheek and make his big lady want more.
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As his hand swept over her puckered sphincter, he felt a tremor emanating from the granite artwork. Frans dismissed it as tremors from a construction site nearby and kept wiping away more dust. He peered in between her cheeks and examined his work up close. His heart was truly racing now, as he wanted her ass to be real so he could lick and kiss it all over. But, she was stone. It would be weird to grope a statue, right? He was, however, the only one in the studio, so who would know?

Frans looked all around for any sign of someone sneaking in to take a peek at his masterpiece. Assured he was now alone, Frans pursed his lips together and kissed Ursula’s granite asshole. Again he felt a tremor and this time it was more pronounced. His cock raged inside his pants and he couldn’t take it any longer.

He knew he could fix any mistake he made to the statue, so he grabbed another chisel designed to make a perfect hole in the stone and hammered away at her ass. Frans wanted to make a hole deep enough so he could fuck his earthen goddess. With each powerful pound from his heavy hammer, Frans made a deeper impression between her lovely cheeks.

However, the tremors grew more intense too. Finally, after the last hammer fall, Frans could hear stone grind against itself and he looked up. Sure enough, he witnessed the stone head on his statue move as the goddess looked over her shoulder and down at Frans. Her ass was still presented to the maker and her hands remained on her knees, but the goddess seemed to come alive and stare down at Frans with the same fearful expression.

Amazed but still lustful, Frans dropped his pants and pulled his thick hard cock out. He lubed it with sculptor’s grease and pushed himself into his work until his hips pressed against her stone cheeks. Frans gripped her cold hips and pushed his cock in and out of her with wild abandon.

Cold stone turned to warm flesh while he fucked her. Ursula was coming alive in his studio while he made love to her ass. Soon, he felt her living ass grip his cock while she moaned. Ursula turned from light gray of the marble to Caucasian flesh and golden hair color. She panted and growled her own sexual satisfaction as her little lover pushed himself into her anus.

“OH yes! More! More! More!” she chanted. Ursula came violently and spewed a gallon of her celestial juices around Frans’ feet. She clutched his cock in her ass while screeching her pleasure. Ursula’s hands broke free of her stony knees before they turned to flesh as well. She lifted each calf out of the stiff stone before climbing down off the rocky pedestal. Frans slipped free of her pucker as she rose to her full height before his eyes.

Ursula stood twenty five feet tall now, a goddess come to life in his studio. She stretched and purred as she felt so much better. She looked down at her little creator and let her breasts fall free and hang above his head. Frans stood there in awe with his pants around his ankles and his cock dripping with her juice. If he ran, he’s simply trip on his own trousers. It was safer to stand before his lovely goddess.
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“Where am I, puny mortal?” she demanded in a heavy loud voice.

“You, you, um, are in my studio,” Frans responded nervously.

“Where is Urgar? I want to exact my revenge on him!” The heavy woman stomped her feet on the concrete floor, making depressions with her footprints. Frans fell backward and tried to scramble away. Ursula dove her hand down and scooped his frail body up. Now she hefted him well over fifteen feet off the ground. Her lovely fingers were like steel cables against his little body. She could easily snap Frans’ bones in her grasp.

“Answer me, mortal!” she demanded.

“He’s not here. You are on earth,” was all he could breathe out as she clenched his body further. Ursula looked down at her captive and noticed he still had an erection.

“Was it you that entered my ass with your tiny penis? Did you make me orgasm?” It didn’t sound like she was happy when she asked him those two questions. Frans figured his life would be snuffed out in one clench of her grip, but he answered her truthfully.

“Yes,” he said plainly. Frans closed his eyes and waited for her fingers to crush him completely to reddish goo in her hand. She wanted to, but resisted. Instead, she set the human artist down on the ground and made him beg for forgiveness.

Frans gasped for air and dropped to his hands and knees. He was now inches from her massive toes. She became so big now, standing at full height against his five foot three inch frame. Now fully fleshed out, she was exquisite in her beauty. Frans tried to hide his erection, but his heart raced with lust for her. If possible, he wanted to fuck her again.

“I should kill you for trying to desecrate my ass, but since you freed me from Urgar’s spell, I will spare your life. Kiss my feet, slave.” Frans scurried across the concrete floor and planted numerous kisses on her toes and tops of her feet. Ursula watched this little human cretin worship her and smiled. She sat down with a thunderous whump on the ground and spread her legs.

“Kiss your way up my legs and pleasure my pussy.” Frans did as she asked with great earnest. He chose her right leg and kissed his way past her ankle and up her shin. As he made his way past her knee, she began to moan and touch herself.
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The closer he kissed to her crotch, the more he could smell her scent pouring out of her large pussy. Soon his lips touched hers as she coated his face with renewed juices and cupped her own large breasts while he ate her big pussy out. Ursula leaned back and gave him access to her ass again. He nibbled at the goddess’ taint until he chewed on the rubbery folds of her anus. She relaxed her sphincter enough to allow Frans to lick her saucy canal.

Quickly her fingers diddled her own clitoris as she was brought to another rousing orgasm. Ursula smashed her foot repeatedly against the wall of the studio and that made the soldiers outside his secured building pound on the locked door to see if he was OK. Ursula propped her foot against the door to keep them out.

“Fuck me with that little cock again,” she bellowed. Frans dropped his pants and pushed his tiny cock into her gaping fleshy hole. The nubby interior walls of her vagina sucked on his cock as he thrust into her. He looked up at his titanic gorgeous goddess and pumped her for a long time before he grunted that he was about to cum. Ursula gripped her big tits and twisted her own nipples hard as she came when he did, inside her.

Spent, Frans draped his sweaty body on her stomach and rested his head beneath her heavy breasts. His cock slipped out of her slick hold and pressed into her lips. His grip on her hips relaxed and he slid down a bit until his chest was kissed by her pussy.

Ursula purred her satisfaction and pet his naked back while she lay on the concrete floor. “Drink from me,” she cooed, holding up her round breasts. The dark pink nipples atop each globe leaked her white creamy milk. “Become one with your goddess.” Frans climbed her abdomen and straddled her ribs as he reached forward. His mouth barely covered her one nipple and he sucked.

Milk shot forth and filled his throat so he drank her. As the warm liquid entered his stomach, she and her milk became all he craved. She held him lovingly to her and let him drink his fill. Once done, she grabbed his naked body and pulled him up to her face. Her eyes were a mesmerizing green as she smiled at her little human man and kissed him on the mouth. As they connected, his arms shot around her head as her hands held him in place. The two kissed for what seemed an eternity. Frans gave Ursula his heart that day, and that’s when the spell took over again.

When the soldiers were able to finally break the door down and slip past her foot, they scrambled into the room only to find no one there. What they saw made the men drop their rifles in awe. The men looked up and saw a gorgeous female statue in the middle of the room, kissing passionately with a stone form of Frans, chiseled by a master sculptor in an eternal embrace of lovers: a giantess and her doll-sized male lover.

Alman001 5/24/2013 10:18:18 PM Rating: 0

That story is epic mate! Seriously brilliant with this picture! :D
When I saw this drawing in the moderation que, I had no idea how to tag it in a way to describe the situation of the image. But I'd say what you wrote more than fits the bill :D

You ever thought of trying to add a giantess spin to any other greek-myth parody stories? :)
GiantessQueenAmy 5/24/2013 10:37:46 PM Rating: 0

I loved the story GTSWriter. Turned me on so bad :), camed thats for sure :)
GTSWriter 5/24/2013 10:39:40 PM Rating: 0

Thank you so much, guys!

Glad you came, Amy! Mmmmmmm