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Participantthanks, people!
Participantbravo. I like it
…and we need more spin-offs yet. most fmg writers always left open a lot of situations in the end… well, there is no ending, I guess, fmg is neverending, always a new beginningI wish someone could make a spin-off of powerfemme, for example.
I'm totally into the dark side of power transfer madnessParticipantI wrote this last week and forgot to post….
APOCALYPSE NOW?
The giant Hawaiian girl Lua started to rub her clit in the waterfall, in front of Mr.Roarke and Tattoo.
‘Lua, we have no time for this!’ Barked Mr.Roarke.
‘I quit’ she backhands him towards a tree knocking him out.
‘Boss!’ Tattoo tried to help Mr.Roarque as Lua’s laughs started to rumble the ground, Tattoo holds on another tree as the ground seemed to be tearing apart. Tattoo looks up at her and she was desperately rubbing her clit, the water around her started to boil, her muscular skin was incandescent. The minuscule guest between her breasts were being toasted as being crushed to powder, with a little oops she killed him.
At the same time Mr.Naumanburg appears by the side of Tattoo in a POP.
‘Do you think that you would escape that easily from me?’ Her eyes shined as her skin were becoming brighter as she talks with her little pet and resumes her compulsive masturbation.
Far away, the uninvited guest yelled ‘Jesus H. Christ!’ by his window as he watches the Hawaiian goddess growing between the trees far away. She seemed covered by fire, setting fire on everything around, the flames illuminate her spectacular body and the whole island. Then earthquakes start to hit the resort. Running outside, Mr.Davis jumps as the street cracks up engulfing the golf cars, every other person alive run but stop to see the goddess in its creation.
Tattoo slapped Mr.Roarke as he was babbling ‘what I’ve done! What I’ve done!’
‘Let’s run!’ said the german guest ‘we cannot stay here for too long…’ he said looking up, he already knew her so well, she was reaching her nuclear blast orgasm.
An so they run back to beach, looking back the giant flames licked her muscular legs as her skin turned rocks back to lava. Like Indiana Jones they tried to escape with everything falling apart, far away they could see the bungalows being destroyed by her quake orgasmic vibration, even the gigantic waves seemed to salute the new goddess as the thunders and the storm.
But they could not reach the shore. An abyss opens in front of them, they run for another direction and it happens again, they are trapped. Was her. She wanted them to see it all, all she was becoming.
Touching her mighty breasts she let her them glow and grow even more before their eyes; Lua was the ultimate exhibitionist, the world became her stage, she was locked in a loophole of eternal self gratification and us of eternal sacrifice.
‘Who could imagine that apocalypse would start this way?’ said the german in his knees holding the ground. Parts of the Island were collapsing, as Lua starts to levitate, to spare her little island. She didn’t wanted to destroy her home, but she could not stop, she was doing sex with power itself, an invisible lover. Feeling it coming, Lua flew above the clouds, almost carrying everything with her giant muscular body.
Still hearing echoes from her pleasure cries, flashes of light illuminate everything to the horizon, like a sun in a short circuit. But in an almighty blast of light, everyone that was looking up became blind, with a silhouette of her flexing her body imprinted in every retina. But just for some long seconds. Later they hear the echoes from her shattering orgasm as it displaces every cloud around her living an expanding circular hole in the clouds, where everyone could see the stars, but one super bright in the middle.
Thomas could not hold himself, he was too drunk, he grabs Mr.Davis neck and tells him ‘That’s it. It’s the end of the world. And is my fault!’ he said drinking even more and yelling to everybody: ‘is not what you all wanted? The end of the world?! Now you got it. You.. got it..’.
ParticipantI'm going to do a pause on this one (this is the the type of story that I write while drunk…
and gman, if you get some time to do it, would be great ;D really
spelling errors or wrong meanings are like a microphone appearing on a movie shot…
ParticipantI took a time because I needed to solve the story in my head before typing
to help myself I've made a timeline of the story already posted:
http://crazyfck.googlepages.com/newflavor%27stimelineI'm happy to enter this world one more time. and alex… any help is more than welcome… or welcomed…hmm, be prepared…
I'm doing updates as I type it down, so stay tuned
http://crazyfck.googlepages.com/anewflavor-partiiiParticipantthe artist is this one http://www.androidblues.com/
the guy is excellent, but that pic is the only one gts art he posted
Participantpeople, sorry. I was also thinking that is taking a too long time to continue
is posted the very beginning of the third part
english is a trick language
ParticipantIs
Fantasy Island – A FMG episode
or
Fantasy Island – An FMG episode
?
ParticipantTHE QUEEN AND THE PRINCESS
Mr.Roarque and Tattoo arrived in Mr.Naumanburg’s bangaloo, it was destroyed, like something had burst it from inside.
‘Look, boss! It is a giant feet’ he pointed various barefoot footprints in the sand with a length taller than him all across the beach.
‘There is another one, and it’s bigger’ and this one was bigger than Mr.Roarke ‘she entered into the woods’ he pointed to the wrecked trees. They follow the giant footprints and her devastation path.
‘Mr.Naumanburg have peculiar fantasies indeed, boss’
‘Look, there she is’ The giantess Lua, illuminated by the moonlight, muscular as a bodybuilder, voluptuous as a shameless pornstar, was toying with her little tourist in a waterfall. The german guest was wrapped in a collar between her naked giant, wet breasts. She seemed like a kid playing with new christmas toys.
‘Hmm-hmm’ Mr.Roarque interrupts the giantess.
Feeling busted, Lua hides her breasts (something really impossible to accomplish) and takes her giant jungle top from the trees, putting it forgetting about the small german fella buried in there.
‘Didn’t you heard the explosions, Lua?’
‘Yes, Mr.Roarke, I was protecting my guest’ She lied whispering a voice reverberating deep in their lungs. She felt Mr.Naumanburg trying to speak and compress him even more between her breasts. ‘What was that, Mr.Roarke?’
‘Our guests! They are out of control, and we need to reestablish order in the island!’ he said tightening his fist ‘they locked our access to the core, we can’t change its configuration, you, Lua is our only hope, because by of Mr.Naumanburg fantasy you have limitless power to do what is necessary!’
‘Really…’
‘I never could dream that a day like this would ever exist’
Lua indeed love power, Mr.Naumanburg showed it to her young heart. Helpless men tuned her on, just the thought of being overwhelming powerful would make her salivate, her pupils to swollen, to her clit aches, to her nipples to be urgently touched. To her power is sexual, they are the same thing.
She goes closer to them, her billboard face occupies all their eyesight ‘What I need to do, Mr.Roarke?’
‘Our core configuration can make you stronger at every sense by your will… different than Mr.Morgan, that relies only on attractiveness and Mr.Watson can be only larger at will… but she also has superpowers from Mr.Davis fantasies…’
‘How powerful they are?’ She asked the final question.
Mr.Roarke could see her giant nipples getting unexpectedly hard, and started to have second thoughts about his plan direction ‘…unthinkable powerful’
A gust of wind alarmed them of the storm coming, spreading, and clouding the stars and the moon. Mr.Roarque screamed ‘we need to be fast, Lua! Before they start to manipulate the core themselves and then we will be doomed!’
As Lara returned to her normal height of seven feet, she listened to Supernova, or Natasha, about the future, floating back to the resort ‘we can make the world a so much better place, we have the real power to fight poverty, injustices, global warming, we can stop the war, any war! A world without frontiers, to listen one voice’
‘…you mean, yours?’ asked Lara.
‘The world needs leadership, more than ever. I have the will, now I have the power to do it’
‘But how you will define ‘justice’? Do you think people will accept it at all?’
‘I read minds, I can know everything about anyone, and I don’t need proofs to do justice, just my word’ said Supernova with static eyes.
‘But who will read your mind? To know if you are lying?’
‘They will have to trust me… do you like your superpowers? You want to keep them? So… you have to trust me’
‘And the device, the reality distortion device, what we will do about it?’ asked the amazon Lara.
‘My transformation destroyed anything electrical in the island. There is no route to the core. I will make another one, but that’s my job, keep out of it, I know everything you know, and you are far to find a route… dear.’
‘You know what it is?’
‘Yes, I read Mr.Roarke’s mind, it’s just an alien probe… it uses reality distortion to say “greetings”
‘Amazing’
‘The aliens killed the dinosaurs and left this device to tell all universe mysteries to our race in the future’
‘Like 2001!’ said the geek inside of the beautiful amazon Lara.
‘Yes, and looks like I need one thousand years to learn everything… it seems’
‘I want it too… Can I?’
‘Calm down, I will think about it. Maybe we need an immortal race after all… and we both are the first ones’
‘Do you think they will call you of… Queen?’
‘Yes, and they will worship me, poor little ones… they will try to think about your differences, between them and us, thinking of my power over them, our powers, Princess’ Supernova knew that it would give a massage in Lara’s ego. Supernova needed the first soldier for her great cause: herself.
ParticipantI can't for the life of me figure out how to edit my previous post, so here it is.
Upon further reflection, I realize that my previous post was a bit insulting. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come across that way! My intention was to:
1) Note that while your latest chapter had diverged from my tastes, not being in to giantess stories or doomsday scenarios, remained an excellent piece that was still worth of praise.
2) Note that while your English may not be perfect (being a second language), this wasn't something to worry about, as it is the ideas that matter more than the words. And that if you wanted, somebody would probably be willing to act as an editor.Even professional authors have editors! 🙂 I'm sorry if my post came across as too negative. That wasn't my intention.
I'm aware of my limitations… you should know that! And I will not stop because of this. I didn't feel any negativity… to me it's the opposite
and is impossible to please everyone, so I try to at least please myself. Since I believe someone share the same things as me, I put it here. Of the giantess thing, what can I say? Why not? 🙂
And thanks for your effort in showing me how the proper grammar changes some things for better (way better). I try to be dynamic since I don't have the full scope of the vocabulary, to not giving too much space for descriptions, my weak point.
I don’t do it because want to write a story, but because I want to tell a story. In Portuguese would be very few people to tell this kind of fantasyWhat I wanted the most was someone who could give some time to do what I cant accomplish. To do exactly what you did, so I could be freer to tell a story
Is hard to tell how doomsday it will be near the end. But will be very b-movie. It’s a farce after all 😉
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