Gluttоnоus Freаks Remake - Complete - 3D Adult Comic
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Gluttonous Freaks Remake - Complete
Chapter 1: The Giantess Awakens
In a dingy, dark room, there lay a colossal woman. Her body, once that of a normal human female, had been transformed into something truly monstrous. Her skin was now the color of fresh dirt, and it rippled like that of a giant reptile. Standing at more than two hundred feet tall, she dwarfed the tiny room she had been placed in.
She groaned softly, her eyes fluttering open to reveal bright, fiery irises. Slowly, she sat up, her massive breasts pressing against the ceiling. The air around her shimmered with heat as she stretched her long, powerful limbs. Her stomach rumbled loudly, reminding her that it had been some time since she had fed.
With a deep growl, she pushed herself off the rough walls and stepped out into a dimly lit underground chamber. Before her was an enormous table, its surface shaking slightly under the weight of a lone man cowering in fear. He was trembling from head to toe, his eyes wide with terror as he stared up at the colossal woman looming over him.
She reached down with one massive hand and scooped him up in a gesture that could only be described as playful. He let out a high-pitched scream as he was lifted off his feet, his legs dangling helplessly in the air. "Do not fear," she rumbled, her words booming through the chamber. "I am not here to harm you."
She set him down gently on the ground before turning her attention back to the table. It was laden with a feast fit for a king: fresh fruits, juicy steaks, and mountains of vegetables. Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed a massive chunk of meat with both hands. As she brought it to her mouth, her jaws stretched impossibly wide, revealing a cavernous maw filled with jagged black teeth.
With a loud, satisfying crunch, she bit down on the meat, tearing it apart with ease. Blood and saliva dripped from her mouth as she chewed, leaving a trail of red behind her. She continued this way for several minutes, tearing through the food on the table as if it were nothing more than a mere snack.
Finally, she seemed to be satisfied. With a contented sigh, she took a step back from the table and wiped the blood from her mouth with the back of her massive hand. Her stomach was now distended, bulging outwards like a pregnant woman's. She reached down and placed one hand on it, feeling the warmth of the food inside.
"You have fed me well," she rumbled, turning her attention back to the man cowering on the ground. "Now it is time for me to return the favor." With that, she reached down and scooped him up again, cradling him in her massive hands like a child. She smiled, revealing a row of sharpened teeth as she gazed down at him. "I have plans for you, my little one."
Chapter 2: The Man's FateAs she stepped out into the open, the man found himself staring at a sprawling cityscape. It was nighttime, and the only light came from the moon and the occasional flicker of distant fireworks. The woman was making her way through the city streets, her massive stride causing buildings to shake and crumble in her wake.
They soon arrived at what appeared to be an abandoned warehouse. She lowered the man to the ground and kicked open the heavy metal door, revealing a dimly lit interior. Inside, there were rows upon rows of metal shackles, all attached to towering stone columns.
"This is where you will stay," she rumbled, her deep voice echoing off the walls. "It is here that you will serve your purpose." She grabbed him by the collar and yanked him close, her hot breath washing over his face. "And that purpose," she continued, her voice dripping with malevolence, "is to be my personal plaything and source of nourishment."
With a sinister laugh, she released him and stepped back. He stumbled forward, his legs shaking uncontrollably. She reached down and snapped one of the shackles off the nearest column, gesturing for him to put his arm through it. He did as he was told, the cold metal digging into his flesh as she locked it around his wrist.
One by one, she attached shackles to his body until he was completely restrained. His arms were pulled taut above his head, his chest pressed against the cold stone. He could feel the weight of the chains pulling at his limbs, making every movement an excruciating effort.
Finally, she stood back and surveyed her work. She let out a low growl of approval, her eyes glinting in the dim light. "Soon," she rumbled, "I will return. And then the real fun will begin." With that, she turned and left him there, alone in the darkness, chained to the stone column.
Chapter 3: The Woman's DesiresAs days turned into weeks, the man's body was slowly but surely transformed. His muscles grew weaker, his skin paler. He could feel himself being drained of everything that made him human. All the while, the woman grew stronger, more formidable. She consumed massive amounts of food, tearing through buildings to get at it. Her thirst for power and control was insatiable.
She spent her days roaming the city, searching for new prey. Sometimes she would come across other giantesses, their sizes ranging from mere feet to hundreds of feet tall. They would engage in battles of strength and stamina, their roars shattering windows and sending people running for cover.
At night, she would return to the warehouse, her eyes gleaming with anticipation. She would approach the man's shackles, her breath hot against his skin. She would run her tongue across his chest, tasting the salty sweat that had built up there. Then, with a sickening growl, she would bend down and take a bite out of his flesh, tearing away chunks with her razor-sharp teeth.
The man screamed in agony, but his voice was muffled by the chains around his mouth. He could feel his life draining away, his body being consumed by this monstrous creature. He wished for death, but it seemed as if she would never tire of his flesh.
As the days went by, the man's body grew weaker, his spirit more broken. He knew that he was nothing more than a plaything to her, a source of sustenance. And yet, there was something in her eyes that told him she was not quite satisfied yet. She craved more than just his flesh; she craved his submission, his adoration.
Chapter 4: The Man's SubmissionOne night, as the woman approached the man's shackles, she noticed something different about him. His eyes were no longer filled with fear or resignation. Instead, there was a twisted sort of desire burning within them.
She moved closer, leaning down to get a better look at him. "What is it, my little plaything?" she rumbled. "Do you finally have something to say?"
The man struggled against his bonds, straining to speak. "I... I will do anything you want," he whispered. "Just please, don't kill me."
The woman's eyes gleamed with pleasure at his words. "Anything, hmm?" she purred, running her tongue along her lips. "Let's see if you can back that up."
She reached down and unlocked the man's shackles, releasing him from his restraints. He collapsed to the ground, his limbs weak from disuse. She approached him slowly, her massive form looming over him.
"Stand," she commanded, her voice echoing off the walls.
The man forced himself to his feet, his knees shaking. He looked up at her, his heart pounding in his chest.
"Good," she said, her voice practically vibrating with anticipation
