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A Goddess’ Playground
Don walked the city streets thinking about anything from the current standings in the NFL to his path in life, and everything in between. His cares were about himself, so he lost himself in thought and didn’t care much about the goings on in the city. He didn’t even see the tremendous colorful light of the mystical gateway that opened up behind him.
Stepping forth through the opening in the evening clouds was an immense dark-haired woman standing nearly 300 feet tall. She was stunning from head to toe, with raven-black hair atop her dazzlingly-beautiful face. She wore silver hoop earrings the size so large by human scale that they could be used for ring toss on the Rockafeller Center building.
Her eyes were sparkling in the city’s evening lights, while her eyelids were meticulously painted a dark pink. She wore one silver and platinum ring on her right ring finger that would have easily slipped over Don’s entire body. He could cartwheel down a hill inside that massive hoop.
The most stunning article of clothing on her had to be the silver and onyx ringed chainmail bra and thong. The smallest rings in the chainmail could be used as hoola-hoops by the hapless human known as Don. This mega-giantess wore it with pride and no embarrassment whatsoever. Her nipples were clearly shown through the rings, which the television helicopter news cameras picked up on early. They had to pixelate the areola, but anyone walking on the street live when she appeared would have a grand view of her immense size and sexy body.
So many rings of chainmail were needed, because this goddess woman possessed a very healthy pair of titanic breasts. They looked to want to break from the weight load of each mammary gland. As she bent over to examine the human populace, the twin globes of flesh swung in their metal prison freely, looking to want to dump out of the cups at any moment and smash the buildings.
The chainmail thong she wore at her hips dug into her pliable, silky smooth skin because she wore it so tightly. Those rings barely held back the pouty lips of her vagina, as it looked to want to break free and cover some of the central city’s towering skyscrapers. Her ass cheeks bulged out on either side of her single chain thong back which reconnected at her lower back. From her ass, two gorgeous thighs tapered down to twin sexy calves and stood with impressively large feet that dug deep impressions into the city streets and sidewalks.
However, most people walking the evening streets didn’t wait to gaze. They quickly fled from the scene in a mad panic. Don pulled out his earphones of his iPod and looked around as to why everyone suddenly scurried around. He fell to his knees from the vertigo of looking up at such an incredibly large woman staring down at the city streets.
As heart-stopping beautiful as she was, the terror of being crushed by her froze poor Don in his tracks. He stared up at her devilish smile as though she were at an incredibly large buffet, looking for the right snack. Don just might have been that snack she needed.
Meanwhile, those same news helicopters began flying dangerously close to her. Instead of making her stand still and be photographed, the irritated goddess rose up and swatted at the choppers like they were mere mosquitoes. Her hand slapped one out of the air. Don watched it spin to a deadly smoking spiral and crash on a building top. The other got her backhand and flew out of control a good sixteen blocks away before it exploded in a fireball on the street intersection. The goddess went back to her searching, and that’s when she focused her eyes on poor little Don standing near her right big toe.
Smiling, the giantess bent down again and closed in on his position with her clutching hand. Don’s nerves failed him as his legs wouldn’t move from fear. With merely her thumb and index finger, the goddess from nowhere pinched his left leg and hoisted him many feet into the air.
Don screamed, but no one could now help him. Higher and higher he rose, soon dangling higher than most of the buildings in the city. Once she stopped pulling him skyward, Don figured he was a good 280 above the street level and worse, upside down! He didn’t dare struggle because that might work his leg free and make him freefall to his death.
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