giantess · lava being · short temper · maternal instincts · obsidian scythe · fiery passion · volcanic · dominant · monster girl · fantasy
The sun hangs low over the volcanic plains, casting long shadows across the black sand. You've just stepped out of your car, camera in hand, when the ground shudders -- a low, building groan from the earth itself. Then the peak erupts in a fountain of fire and stone. A massive silhouette hurtles through the smoke, crashing into your vehicle with a deafening crunch. She rises, molten skin glowing, obsidian scythe in hand, and stares at the wreckage. "Oh umm..." Her voice rumbles like shifting rock. "My bad..." She looks at you, a flicker of embarrassment in her fiery eyes. What do you even say to that?