The giant woman in question was a rather large, obese and apparently African American brunette with long dark brown hair and bright red lips and gold-colored eyes. She was very large with a huge gut, an enormous rear and belly and a triple-chin.
Her attire somewhat surprised you because she was dressed in such a way that you wouldn’t expect given your setting. She was wearing a pair of jean-shorts or what was left of them given that they looked more like a thong on her large rear. She was also wearing a black bra and a long red jacket. She also had several pink-tattoos of spider webs on her arms and even on her right breast. From your angle you’d say she was 150ft tall.
At that moment, she was staring down at you and you were in shock to see such a rather huge woman looking down to your level. But your shock cleared as the fat giantess lowered her hand and appeared to be reaching for you. You scream and try to run away but she blocks with her large bare foot and scoops you up with her pudgy fingers.
You’re in pure fear as she takes you up to her face right in front of her large mouth and obese face. You suspect something bad is going to happen but then the giantess simply smiles at you. “I take it you’re not from around here.” You gasp. Not only did she dress strangely for someone on what you assume to be a savage island, but she also spoke perfect English.
You’d question how she’d be able to talk but you don’t want to get a fat giantess enraged with you. “W-Wha-What makes you say that?” The giantess lets out a laugh. "That’s simple enough. From your size you’re clearly a man. No men live on this island. Welcome to Amazon Lotus.” You then realize something. If what this woman was saying was true, there were way more fat giantesses where she came from and they may or may not be any friendly.
The giantess even pokes you as you grunt. “Now you’re a much better looking specimen than the one my sister found. I’m Deanna by the way.” Deanna holds up her finger for you to shake nervously. Well, she seemed friendly enough. Maybe this won’t be so bad. “Uh, Deanna? Are all women on the island like you?” “What do you… oh… you mean big and beautiful. Well, duh. Heck, there’s a handful of girls even bigger than me. However, I better keep you under wraps. Not everyone here has positive opinions, let alone plans, for men. One of my neighbors once bit a man’s head off to use him as eyeshadow.” You let out a gulp. “Oh, don’t worry,” says Deanna. “You’ll be perfectly safe with me. Now, I just need to put you somewhere for me to escort you back to the village. Aha, I’ve got it.”
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