In a remote village far out on the African steppes, a tribe lived the old traditional way with no technology or modern solutions.
It was here Bisa lived, one of the many tribeswomen living in the village. She had short, curly, black hair, had a cute, plump, wide, button nose and thick, pouting lips so full and lovely plump and a skin color that was as dark as coal. She wore a toga as her only form of garb just like the rest of the tribe.
Her tribe had felt the elusive sweep of black growth through them like the rest of the world, starting with their togas getting snug, to their mud huts being unfitting for their doubled sizes.
Bigger bellies required bigger amounts of food, and Bisa was sent out in a toga that reached her thighs now and was tight around her bosom, to scout and search for more food.
In her days long travel Bisa’s footsteps got larger and larger in the dirt, and as she reached Acacia tree height the toga got too uncomfortable and useless that she tore it off and left it on the ground in her wake, expose her huge, naked body to the savannah wind and heat.
Her dark chocolate form had gotten so round and pear shaped, sprouting with health and fertility. A lovely, roomy gut adorned her waist, crowned with an outie belly button that divided her soft stomach’s curves in a cross. A thriving bush grew lushly in size between her strong, child-carrying hips that was three times as wide as her lovely head. Decent sized breasts with even darker nipples mounded on, stood proud and perky, making small bounces with each step Bisa took with her huge, growing, ebony feet.
The world kept shrinking around her, getting less and less dangerous and making Bisa more and more in control, she was a goddess in creation, getting larger and bigger, becoming such a great natural force of power that was capable carrying elephants and make the ground shake. Feeling an unusual heaviness in her breasts as wel tool which got more and more noticeable during her wandering, same with her ass whose heart shape form got bulkier and rounder with time.
As she reached fifty feet, she spotted a city in the distance, but was confused to see how small it was when she got closer. She had reached a Saudi Arabian city, and its people was horrified to see a giant, naked, black woman approaching its borders. As she stopped at the city entrance to scan the newly found, curious landscape, she spotted a lot of wrongdoings happening in the streets of the city. See saw how a lot of husbands treated their wives ill, and how public humiliation of women was taking place with the full acceptance of the law. Women were clearly not on equal foot with the men here, having no right to vote or having the same freedoms whatsoever. It became clear to Bisa that this tiny city was evil.
Bisa became angry and began pushing her way into the city to reach the injustice,ruining the infrastructure with her massive weight, making everyone panic as giant, female feet crushed roads and cars with zero effort. The cheering crowd of woman-haters became silent as they felt a increasing rumbling in the ground and saw a shadow looming above them. Looking up at the towering, angry, nude tribeswoman who was greatly displeased with their actions, beginning to stomp, smash and pound the tiny, woman-abusing ants that scurried around her giant, black toes. It seemed like the day of reckoning had arrived, as females in the Saudi Arabian city finally was getting some righteousness served by a giant idol of femininity. Bisa crouched down and flattened the evil men with punching fists, creating craters of blood and stone and a frightening display of power to others. There was no better misogyny punisher than an angry, african, titan woman with her hairy pussy and plump breasts exposed, crushing the evildoers and destroying their hiding spots with an ass bigger than a football stadium. Nothing could be done to stop the ebony goddess as he kept on her rampage through the city, toppling skyscrapers and ass-crushing police stations, making sure that no woman was stepped on or squashed. She ate a couple of the men too, being so hungry from her long travel that she couldn’t help herself, emptying houses like food cans and treating buses like cereal packages, shaking its content down into her mouth.
After the feral giantess had brought the city to its knees, she rested her mighty ass in the rubble, patting her full ebony tummy, and took a good look at her work. Bisa ruled now, and her first act as queen was to free the women, the only main survivors of the mass destruction.
She became their new goddess and all began worshipping Bisa's gigantic body and stripped off all their own clothes to walk nude like their savior, letting their tits and pussies out for the world to see. They massaged her to their best ability while Bisa looked satisfied on, feeling good for doing such a great act. She deserved to be pampered a bit.
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