Procrastipiece - Frogger - 3D Adult Comic
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As you approach the top of the hill, the sun begins to set, casting a warm glow over the village below. The air is cool and crisp, carrying with it the faint smell of autumn leaves and wood smoke from the cozy homes nestled amongst the trees. You can hear the cheerful chatter of villagers as they go about their evening routines, children playing games and laughing as they chase each other through the streets.
Your eyes are drawn to the center of the village, where a large stage has been set up. On it stands a tall, imposing figure, towering over everyone else in attendance. Their back is turned towards you, their long silver hair flowing down their back like a waterfall in the fading light. As you get closer, you realize that the figure is actually a woman – a giantess, standing at least thirty feet tall.
The crowd parts as you make your way through, people staring up in awe at her form. She wears a simple white dress that hugs her curves, accentuating her every movement. Her skin glows with a healthy tan, contrasting sharply against the pale sky behind her. As you get closer to the stage, you see that she's holding something in her hands – a small black box.
You clear your throat, trying to get her attention. She turns around slowly, those piercing blue eyes finally landing on you. There's a moment of silence as she takes in your small figure before her, a smile spreading across her face.
"Ah, you must be the one who contacted me," she says, her voice deep and resonant like thunder. "I'm glad you could make it." She steps off the stage, towering over you as she approaches. You find yourself looking up at her perfect, smooth skin, feeling incredibly small in comparison.
"I've been waiting for someone like you," she continues, leaning down so that her face is level with yours. Her breath is warm and sweet on your cheek, sending shivers down your spine. "You see, I've always been fascinated by the idea of being worshipped by someone smaller than me. Someone who could appreciate my size and strength." She pauses, her eyes searching yours for some kind of reaction.
You swallow hard, trying to find your voice. "I-I understand," you stammer. "I've always been drawn to giants, especially those who are kind and protective." She smiles again, her lips curving gently against her perfect teeth.
"Good," she says, reaching out with one massive hand to brush a lock of hair behind your ear. "Because I am going to take very good care of you." She extends the black box towards you, her fingers barely brushing against the top. "This is a machine that I have built," she explains. "It will allow me to grow even bigger than I already am, if that's what you desire."
You reach out tentatively, taking the box in your hands. It feels warm to the touch, vibrating ever so slightly. "Wow," you breathe, unable to tear your eyes away from hers. "I-I don't know what to say."
"Say you want this," she whispers, her lips barely moving against your ear. "Say you want me to grow even bigger than I already am."
You close your eyes, taking a deep breath. "I want you to grow bigger," you murmur. "I want to be taken care of by you, my giantess." You open your eyes to find her smiling down at you, her expression one of pure happiness.
"Very well," she says, her voice reverberating around you as she steps back onto the stage. You follow her up, placing the box on the floor in front of her. She kneels down, her hands gently cupping your cheeks as she tilts your head up to look at her. "Ready?" she asks, her eyes burning into yours.
You nod, unable to speak. She smiles again, reaching over to press a small button on the side of the box. There's a flash of light, and you feel a rush of warmth washing over you. The giantess towers above you, her face filling your vision as she looms closer and closer.
"There's my little worshipper," she says, her voice deepening even further. "I can feel myself growing already." She reaches down, scooping you up in one massive hand. You let out a squeak of surprise as you're lifted off the ground, but she just chuckles softly, shaking her head.
"Don't worry," she reassures you. "I'll take care of you. You're going to love watching me grow, aren't you?" She pauses, her eyes locked onto yours, waiting for your response.
"Yes," you manage to croak out. "I'll love watching you grow."
