Zackman Giantess 11 By gruffmcmilitary Watch

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People tell lots of stories about the old Mystic View Hotel. The Victorian mansion stands alone at the end of the lonely woodland road overlooking the bay. It's never open, it's never for sale, no one seems to live there. Rumored to be owned by a billionaire recluse, it only seems alive for occasional midnight parties, lights shining from its windows while ethereal music plays from somewhere inside.



The strange thing is, no one's ever been invited to these parties. Well, no one that ever remembers it, anyway. The truth of the matter is that the Mystic View Hotel is occupied by a coven of witches, some of them perhaps centuries old. Having unlocked the supernatural secrets of life, time, and immortality, they are able to keep their bodies forever young, forever beautiful. And yes, when the whim takes them, very large as well. Men are occasionally lured here from the city, tourists who don't know the town's creepy old legends. Lonely men are the witches' favorite "guests," men who may not be immediately missed should they suddenly disappear. Men without wives, girlfriends, or mistresses, men who might be more willing to freely give what these witches will take.



Once inside, it's not known exactly what happens to these men. Some are never seen again. Most of the "guests," however reappear safely a week later. Dazed, exhausted, and bewildered, their memories have been forever altered. They only recall a wild party where incredible, impossible revels are inflicted on them. Reduced to sobbing, screaming, babbling playthings, they are subjected to things that just ... can't happen, each torment more lurid and demented than the last. Only in their most fevered dreams, and twisted nightmares, does some whisper of the truth emerge. Do the women grow larger? Do the men get smaller? Both?



All these "survivors" know is that sooner or later, they are compelled to return to the Mystic View Hotel. Some hidden craving has been imbued beneath their subconscious forever. They'll quit jobs if they have to, abandon families, break off relationships, just to return to that little seaside town, and that eerie "empty" hotel, when the voices start calling in their dreams again.



For the witches, the motive is plain enough. Desperation, lust, fear, desire, awe, abject terror ... this is all energy, energy that is channeled to fuel their continuing supernatural crafts. A small but regular supply of "vessels" must therefore be taken into their hotel and ruthlessly "harvested," their cries of horror, worship, and joy fed into their dark (and growing) rites.



What happens to the men who never return, no one knows. What exact abuses the "guests" are subjected to, can only be guessed. What agenda the Mystic View Coven ultimately has for their growing power ... remains unknown.



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Taking a first try at a mini-GTS piece, and a quick try as some beginning fiction. If this "test balloon" works out well, I might start uploading easier-to-read and lightly decorated / illustrated .pdfs.



Thanks as always for the support!

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Published : Jan 7, 2017 | Mature