A village hit by a petrifying storm

It\'s been three years since I heard that my hometown was caught in a petrifying storm... I was finally able to return to my hometown, which had become a forbidden place. It had turned into a strange place lined with stone statues. Everyone was petrified in the middle of something without any warning, and even now they were turned into stone statues with a sense of dynamism that seemed to start moving. But three years was enough to tear everyone\'s clothes to pieces. A girl who would have had a trivial conversation with her big breasts that had grown heavily on the table. If you touch her clothes as a test, the clothes that have been weathered by the wind and rain will easily tear, revealing the splendid breasts hidden underneath. A breast that grew like a gourd and a nipple that protruded at the tip. What kind of soft touch would it have if it wasn\'t stone? While thinking about such things, I stroked her breasts. The same goes for the other stone statues. If you think that a young woman\'s female body will continue to expose her defenseless naked body forever...... A black desire began to lift my neck.