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Goddess Sarah: Giantess Queen -- Part 12

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Things had quickly changed in the colossal and divine woman's capital city, and word had spread to even beyond the outskirts of her empire. It was no small passing of conversation for anyone that would hear about what occurred. It had been two weeks since she grew, but many matters and affairs had gone well into motion to accommodate the gigantic beauties new size and body. Giantess Goddess Sarah now measured in at one hundred ten feet and one inch tall (110'1"). It was for all intents and purposes a healthy enlargement in scale, but paled in comparison to how much more weight and mass she gained. The Queen had increased in weight by more than double, and her massive body came in at an incomprehensible eight hundred and twenty-nine metric tons. Her subjects knew there was not a chance any of the reinforced Palace grounds or fortified walking paths in the city could withstand her weight for when she grew again. Tearing up and strengthening the Queen's essential walkways for the future would just be another thing on the long docket of divine needs. For now, nearly anything beneath the Queen's monstrous burden would simply be turned to paste or dust, if that wasn't already the case before. At any rate, the construction and refitting of a wealth of architecture would require the attention of the whole Queen's Kingdom, along with so many other things.

One of the first things removed was the false ceiling inside the Throne Room. Removing it revealed the true height of the vaulted ceiling that matched the rest of her private Palace. It was undoubtedly built to house a Goddess much taller than she even was currently. In the meantime, a new ceiling would eventually have to be installed as low as possible by request of the Queen. The Goddess was quite high on the importance of spectacle and show, and how it mingled with her unimaginable power. Regardless, all these simple architectural projects and other things were benign compared to what all were witnessing by gazing upon their Goddess. Giantess Queen Sarah had outgrown her clothes, and the most skilled tailors were working day and night to accommodate the divine being's desires as quickly as they could ever hope to manage. For the moment, the Goddess adorned a mix and match of things lying around that were made to suffice. A side effect was the outfit dropped any sense of the fake modesty Queen Sarah preferred in her attire. All in her presence entered a state of blinded lust as they discovered even irresistibly had multiple tiers of actuality. Worship and adoration for their Giantess Goddess had entered a new plane of existence.

Unexpectedly to her subjects, the Goddess's crush count was evidently down for the time being. Without reliable sandals to endure her pure body's abundance, the gargantuan woman was more careful in her steps. She did not want to tarnish her bare feet and soft soles flesh with squashed slaves throughout the whole day. The Goddess also had a distaste for traveling barefoot. Thus, she could not be wasting the repurposed conquerors outfit footwear with its brief usefulness while roaming around her Palace. This new wrinkle was distinctly requiring her attention too, because her servants were throwing themselves at her sexy and sweet bare feet at a much, much greater rate. These simple rope sandals soles could withstand only a day or so of use before needing to be resoled. And since that was the case, then it was taking time away from the Queen's tailors to craft and develop the replacement of the sacred sandals. Till then, her flawless bare feet and battle attire sandals would do well in crushing scant slaves and measly males to the stains they ought to be beneath her.

Experimentation had been the preferred favorite game of the Queen for these past dozen days or so. The Giantess's servants, subjects, and slaves couldn't make up or decipher what was occurring with her, as the lack of pure public domination seemed out of character. Only rumors were making their way to lesser kind. In truth, Giantess Queen Sarah was mostly choosing to take her little slaves back to the Royal Lounge. Behind closed doors, she played and had explorations with how they reacted, crushed, or whatever else she conjured up. Nothing was beyond the Goddess's mind's eye in her endeavors of pleasure and stimulation. In natural divinity, what was transpiring in the name of the Goddess's gratification was vibrantly saturating everyone who witnessed or submitted to it. The Queen was facing cravings no human mind could grasp in its passion and prowess. She was wholly reinvigorated to her colossal calling and power over all living souls in a way not yet known to her. By any means, the Giantess Queen acted upon any stirring urge in this constant demand of seeking fulfillment. Quelling her zeal was merely drawing out these impulses, and it was all intentional. The dominating displays she adorned herself with masked her sensuous appetite in plain sight. She knew what she was doing, and her slaves could only comply and yield in joyous ecstasy to the Goddess's needs. More than ever, Giantess Queen Sarah sought her slaves squirms, coveted their crushing, and demanded they spill come to their total domination.

Despite everything, the sustainability of the empire's citizens was the only thing hindering Queen Sarah's unconditional indulgence. Twice now, the Giantess Goddess had dined on a full plate of her slaves around the Palace for a fun feast. That same act just weeks ago was regulated to once a week as a treat, and could only be done with one specific small sized male. Nevertheless, that was the newfound situation of Giantess Goddess Sarah's life... unlimited access to every wish. At this moment, there was absolutely nothing she couldn't have. She had unequivocally reached the epitome of her perfect, sovereign divinity. This would be the established way of things for now and evermore, and soon she would need to take initiative to assure its longevity. Many more tiny servants and meaningless men would be required for her latest desired rate of use, but that was a problem for another day. Instead, the colossal being was having a good thrill with the simpler times and acts her fresh massive ascension allowed her. Their monumental Empress welcomed feeding and pleasing herself in the spoils of enlargement, and she was in no rush about it. Time for her was irrelevant to the outside observer. Her subjects could never fathom to grasp such heavenly existence, for the common folk were not forever young, ever beautiful, or forever present. The almighty Giantess Goddess Sarah's wishes and bidding would forever be unquestionable in all their little inconsequential existences.

With a wiggle of her tongue, the last little male morsel climaxed for his Queen. But, bound to his Goddess's privilege, his contented devotion was trivial in the presence of divine whims. Just like the rest, she leaned her head back and swallowed her refreshment whole. Inevitably, another diminutive slave filled her throat and slithered down into satiation for the Giantess Goddess. The Queen's puny peons had pleased her for now, and her adoring slaves she had served herself had served her well. All that was left besides tending to her delights was now holding court over her itty-bity subjects, and so, the Giantess Goddess headed on her way.

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Goddess Sarah: Giantess Queen -- Part 12

__________________________________

Things had quickly changed in the colossal and divine woman's capital city, and word had spread to even beyond the outskirts of her empire. It was no small passing of conversation for anyone that would hear about what occurred. It had been two weeks since she grew, but many matters and affairs had gone well into motion to accommodate the gigantic beauties new size and body. Giantess Goddess Sarah now measured in at one hundred ten feet and one inch tall (110'1"). It was for all intents and purposes a healthy enlargement in scale, but paled in comparison to how much more weight and mass she gained. The Queen had increased in weight by more than double, and her massive body came in at an incomprehensible eight hundred and twenty-nine metric tons. Her subjects knew there was not a chance any of the reinforced Palace grounds or fortified walking paths in the city could withstand her weight for when she grew again. Tearing up and strengthening the Queen's essential walkways for the future would just be another thing on the long docket of divine needs. For now, nearly anything beneath the Queen's monstrous burden would simply be turned to paste or dust, if that wasn't already the case before. At any rate, the construction and refitting of a wealth of architecture would require the attention of the whole Queen's Kingdom, along with so many other things.

One of the first things removed was the false ceiling inside the Throne Room. Removing it revealed the true height of the vaulted ceiling that matched the rest of her private Palace. It was undoubtedly built to house a Goddess much taller than she even was currently. In the meantime, a new ceiling would eventually have to be installed as low as possible by request of the Queen. The Goddess was quite high on the importance of spectacle and show, and how it mingled with her unimaginable power. Regardless, all these simple architectural projects and other things were benign compared to what all were witnessing by gazing upon their Goddess. Giantess Queen Sarah had outgrown her clothes, and the most skilled tailors were working day and night to accommodate the divine being's desires as quickly as they could ever hope to manage. For the moment, the Goddess adorned a mix and match of things lying around that were made to suffice. A side effect was the outfit dropped any sense of the fake modesty Queen Sarah preferred in her attire. All in her presence entered a state of blinded lust as they discovered even irresistibly had multiple tiers of actuality. Worship and adoration for their Giantess Goddess had entered a new plane of existence.

Unexpectedly to her subjects, the Goddess's crush count was evidently down for the time being. Without reliable sandals to endure her pure body's abundance, the gargantuan woman was more careful in her steps. She did not want to tarnish her bare feet and soft soles flesh with squashed slaves throughout the whole day. The Goddess also had a distaste for traveling barefoot. Thus, she could not be wasting the repurposed conquerors outfit footwear with its brief usefulness while roaming around her Palace. This new wrinkle was distinctly requiring her attention too, because her servants were throwing themselves at her sexy and sweet bare feet at a much, much greater rate. These simple rope sandals soles could withstand only a day or so of use before needing to be resoled. And since that was the case, then it was taking time away from the Queen's tailors to craft and develop the replacement of the sacred sandals. Till then, her flawless bare feet and battle attire sandals would do well in crushing scant slaves and measly males to the stains they ought to be beneath her.

Experimentation had been the preferred favorite game of the Queen for these past dozen days or so. The Giantess's servants, subjects, and slaves couldn't make up or decipher what was occurring with her, as the lack of pure public domination seemed out of character. Only rumors were making their way to lesser kind. In truth, Giantess Queen Sarah was mostly choosing to take her little slaves back to the Royal Lounge. Behind closed doors, she played and had explorations with how they reacted, crushed, or whatever else she conjured up. Nothing was beyond the Goddess's mind's eye in her endeavors of pleasure and stimulation. In natural divinity, what was transpiring in the name of the Goddess's gratification was vibrantly saturating everyone who witnessed or submitted to it. The Queen was facing cravings no human mind could grasp in its passion and prowess. She was wholly reinvigorated to her colossal calling and power over all living souls in a way not yet known to her. By any means, the Giantess Queen acted upon any stirring urge in this constant demand of seeking fulfillment. Quelling her zeal was merely drawing out these impulses, and it was all intentional. The dominating displays she adorned herself with masked her sensuous appetite in plain sight. She knew what she was doing, and her slaves could only comply and yield in joyous ecstasy to the Goddess's needs. More than ever, Giantess Queen Sarah sought her slaves squirms, coveted their crushing, and demanded they spill come to their total domination.

Despite everything, the sustainability of the empire's citizens was the only thing hindering Queen Sarah's unconditional indulgence. Twice now, the Giantess Goddess had dined on a full plate of her slaves around the Palace for a fun feast. That same act just weeks ago was regulated to once a week as a treat, and could only be done with one specific small sized male. Nevertheless, that was the newfound situation of Giantess Goddess Sarah's life... unlimited access to every wish. At this moment, there was absolutely nothing she couldn't have. She had unequivocally reached the epitome of her perfect, sovereign divinity. This would be the established way of things for now and evermore, and soon she would need to take initiative to assure its longevity. Many more tiny servants and meaningless men would be required for her latest desired rate of use, but that was a problem for another day. Instead, the colossal being was having a good thrill with the simpler times and acts her fresh massive ascension allowed her. Their monumental Empress welcomed feeding and pleasing herself in the spoils of enlargement, and she was in no rush about it. Time for her was irrelevant to the outside observer. Her subjects could never fathom to grasp such heavenly existence, for the common folk were not forever young, ever beautiful, or forever present. The almighty Giantess Goddess Sarah's wishes and bidding would forever be unquestionable in all their little inconsequential existences.

With a wiggle of her tongue, the last little male morsel climaxed for his Queen. But, bound to his Goddess's privilege, his contented devotion was trivial in the presence of divine whims. Just like the rest, she leaned her head back and swallowed her refreshment whole. Inevitably, another diminutive slave filled her throat and slithered down into satiation for the Giantess Goddess. The Queen's puny peons had pleased her for now, and her adoring slaves she had served herself had served her well. All that was left besides tending to her delights was now holding court over her itty-bity subjects, and so, the Giantess Goddess headed on her way.