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I'm posting this here because it's the only Christmas-themed picture on the site. Merry Christmas to you all!
~GTSWriter
"T’was the Night of the Giantess"
T’was the night of the giantess
When all through our home
Lived very small people
About the size of a gnome.
We tinies were nestled, all snug in our beds,
While visions of Amazons, danced in our heads.
I had logged off of giantessbooru like a good chap,
And settled into bed for a long winter’s nap.
When outside the house there arose such a thunder,
It thundered with footsteps, enough to bring the house asunder.
Away to the window, I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on her breasts gave off such a glow
And created a shadow, on the streets below.
When, what to my lustful eyes should appear,
But a massive giantess, and her sisters did near.
She was lovely and curvy, and her pussy was slick,
Her features made my heart jump, and gave a rise to my dick.
More loudly her footfalls as she stomped close by,
Some houses exploded, and those tinies did die.
“Now Reddrop, Now Amy, Now Candice and Peyton!”
“Find us some littles, so we can have fun!”
“Check that building, tear open that house,
Dig out the small ones, they should be the size of a mouse!”
And then, in a creaking, I heard on the roof
The clutching of fingers, the mysterious sounds aloof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
In came her hand, inside her clutches I am bound.
She was nude as can be, from her head to her foot.
Katelyn was delicious, and curvacious to boot.
The others were beautiful, and they looked at me too,
Licking their lips, like lustful giantesses usually do.
Her eyes how they sparkled, her smile how merry,
Her nipples were hard, like a ripe red cherry.
Katelyn's pussy was shaven and open as a rose,
I was probably going to be shoved in, you know how this goes.
She pushed me inside, where it was warm and wet,
I was tossed around her canal, until I and her clitoris met.
Katelyn came on my body, as she tightened her muscle,
Pussy juices flowed, out of her opening they did hustle.
She howled like a wolf, to the full winter moon,
Making the other giantesses, jealous and swoon.
They grabbed other men, and did the same.
Fucking us littles, until they all violently came.
Then they regained their composure, and gave out a whistle,
Each woman ripped off a chimney, to use as a dildo the size of a missile.
And I heard Katelyn exclaim, as she rose to her full height,
“Get ready for more, because we’ll return tomorrow night!”
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