Ebon - Ditria Rose: Remember Me Now? 1080p

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Ebon - Ditria Rose: Remember Me Now? 1080p

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The Power of Memory: A Giantess Fetish Battle Royale

Introducing the Challenger

As the curtains opened, a towering goddess emerged from the shadows. Her name was Ditria Rose, and she stood at an imposing 12 feet tall. Her body was a sculpture of perfection, with curves that seemed to defy gravity. Her eyes were like burning embers, filled with determination and anger. She stalked towards her opponent, Ebon, ready to engrave her name in his memory forever.

The Forgetful One

Ebon, on the other hand, seemed to have lost his memory. He greeted Ditria with a blank stare and an empty smile. This enraged the giantess even more. She couldn't believe he had forgotten her after all they had been through. It was time to remind him who she was, and what she was capable of.

The Battle Begins

Ditria grabbed Ebon by his shirt collar, her fingers mere inches from his face. She glared at him, daring him to deny who she was. But he remained silent, still struggling to remember her. This only fueled her anger. She slammed him onto a table, her massive weight crushing it beneath them. She straddled his chest, her thighs pressing against his face, trapping him under her.

The Face-Sitting Challenge

Ditria leaned down, her chest practically touching his face. "Do you remember me now?" she growled. He shook his head, and she slapped him hard across the face. She wasn't going to make this easy for him. She lifted her skirt, revealing her perfect behind. "Try to remember this," she said, challenging him. And with that, she sat down on his face, her glorious behind pressing against his nose and mouth. She sat there, her weight crushing him, as he struggled to breathe beneath her.

The Scissorhold Challenge

But Ditria wasn't done yet. She slid off Ebon's face and stood over him, her towering figure casting a shadow over him. She held out her hand, palm up. "You really want me to remember you?" she asked. He nodded hesitantly. She smiled, baring her teeth. "Fine. Let's see how well you can take a little pain." She spread her legs wide, revealing her bare pussy. "Remember this too," she said, teasing him. And then she grabbed his head and pulled him towards her, forcing him to bury his face between her thighs. She held him there, her scissor-like legs squeezing his head, as he tried to breathe through the tight grip. He could feel her hot breath on his neck, her muscles flexing and tightening around him.

The Admission of Defeat

After what felt like an eternity, Ditria finally released her grip on Ebon's head. He collapsed onto the floor, gasping for air. She stood over him, her body glistening with sweat. "Do you remember me now?" she asked once again. He nodded, tears streaming down his face. "Good," she said, a cruel smile forming on her lips. "Because I never forget a challenge." And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving Ebon lying on the floor, bruised and broken, but still very much alive.

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