In this Chapter: Maggie
is out enjoying her day before she grows in the middle of downtown.
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Tags of This Chapter: Setup.
Growth. Unaware. Crush.
Gore.
“Come on, Gracie, aww… that’s a good girl” Maggie spoke
in a cutesy baby voice as her dog eagerly trotted up next to her on the
sidewalk. It was a sweltering hot day in
the bustling coastal metropolis, buildings and skyscrapers towering upward and all
around. People out and about on the walkways,
heavy traffic flowing through the busy streets, a partly cloudy sky up above
not nearly giving enough shade for the million people who called Hartsport home. Maggie gently tugging at the glittery pink leash
wrapped around her fingers, pulling against the fake sparkling diamond collar
of her tiny, fluffy, panting Pomeranian.
Maggie had adopted the adorable Gracie when she went
off to university at 18 so she didn’t have to feel alone during her time at school,
now at 24 years old, Maggie was living in her own nice apartment near downtown
after landing a decent paying job in the ever-booming tech industry of Hartsport.
She
felt even luckier to be working from home most of the time, only having to go
to her office two days a week. Her company’s
building was conveniently only a few streets away too, Maggie almost always
coming home during her lunch break to walk Gracie as it was much more
fulfilling to her than getting food with any of her fellow colleagues.
Maggie
considered her little pup her best friend in the entire world, Maggie having a
few acquaintances she would go out with sometimes, but nobody whom she would
consider very close to her. Graice being
there with her every single day for the last 6 years. Through difficult classes, through depressing
job searches, through two bad boyfriends, and on to her eventual success, but
it was just her and Gracie, exactly how Maggie preferred it.
Since the temperature only seemed to be rising each day,
approaching the middle of summer in the busy city, Maggie opted for simple blue
denim short shorts, a white crop top, and comfy high-top sneakers. Her olive tanned skin soaking in the afternoon
sun’s rays as she sweated a bit, the intense heat was something she would never
get used to, growing up in a much colder city across the country before making
the drastic switch.
She sat down at a table shaded by a large umbrella, the
small café a few blocks away from her cozy apartment. The café becoming her favorite local spot as
the owners were kind enough to put out dog bowls full of water and some tasty treats
for passerby’s and their pets. Maggie
scrolling through her phone and responding to a few messages on some dating
apps while Gracie gulped down her water and a few nibbles beneath the table.
Maggie
giggling as almost every message she opened on the dating app complimented her
pup, uncoincidentally, as each picture she posted of herself on her profile also
happened to be with Gracie with the caption in her about me, “I’ll never like
you as much as I like my dog!”.
Maggie chuckling more as many of the men happily agreed
while others were so desperate to take her out on a date that they would say
anything just to get the brunette beauty’s attention. Then came the more insulting messages, pretty
typical as Maggie had thousands of likes, there was bound to be angry men
taking out their jealousy and frustrations on her. “Your dog is almost as ugly as you are…” one
of the messages read as Maggie grumbled and quickly reported the sender for
harassment.
“Oh, he’s cute…” Maggie mumbled under her breath as she
swiped on a guy who had liked her, Maggie beginning to reply to his sweet
message about Gracie before the waiter came out of the cafe and walked up to
Maggie’s table.
Immediately,
Gracie started to yap and bark at the waiter to protect her owner, “Gracie,
shh!” Maggie quickly hushed the fluffy Pomeranian as Gracie sat and quieted
down, listening to her master, Maggie politely setting her phone face down on
the table.
“Hey again, may I get anything started for you?” the
younger waiter said with a humble smile, doing a great job of maintaining
direct and unbroken eye contact as Maggie adjusted her crop top upward to hide
her larger cleavage, sitting up and clearing her throat.
“Just an iced chai latte with oat milk for now, thanks”
Maggie said as she politely smiled back, recognizing the waiter from the last
few times she had visited the café.
“Sure thing!” the younger waiter said before he walked back
inside. Maggie tapping on her lap as
Gracie immediately leaped upward and nuzzled herself atop Maggie’s thighs,
Maggie patting and petting the well-behaved pup. A few minutes later, the waiter came out with
chilled glass filled with creamy chai and ice, setting the drink down in front
of Maggie who simply smiled and kept petting Gracie. “I also got you a little something…” the
waiter said as he sat a small paper cup down on the table filled with whipped
cream.
“Oh my god!
That’s so sweet of you, thank you!” Maggie happily chimed. Maggie grabbing the cup and holding it in
front of Gracie’s mouth as Gracie instantly started to lick the whipped cream
in a frantic craze, slurping it up and wagging her cute tail as fast as she
could with obvious excitement.
“You’re welcome, let me know if you need anything else…
or if you… uh… never mind… just holler if you need anything, I’m Zach” the
sweetly anxious waiter said as he shuffled off to help another table full of
customers. Maggie sighed, Zach was okay
looking, but not really Maggie’s type, instead she took a sip at her cold drink
as a nice breeze blew through the city, cooling off Maggie for a few blissful
seconds.
“I can’t wait to take you the park today!” Maggie
cutely said down to Gracie’s as she wagged her curled tail, Gracie obviously thrilled
upon hearing the word, “park”. Gracie
jumping off Maggie’s lap and running around the table legs a few times, Maggie
laughing at the excitement of her best friend as the half-filled paper cup of
whipped cream fell to the ground.
Maggie reaching under the table to grab the cup,
bending back up placing the cup down on the table, “ahh…” Maggie relaxingly
sighed as she leaned back into her chair, enjoying the subtle sounds of quiet
chatter, the hum of cars and busses in the distance, the cool breeze blowing
off the Hartsport Bay across town. The subtle
gust wafting against her exposed skin perfectly as she shivered and giggled, but
the summer heat quickly returned.
She took another sip at her cold chai before reaching
for her phone, wanting to finish her reply to the cute guy on the dating app. Maggie starting to put herself out there
since her last relationship ended two years prior during her last year in
college, but before she could start typing, she heard a noise that made her
heart drop with sheer panic.
A low and ominous growling overtook the buzzing sounds
of Hartsport. Maggie picking up her eyes
to see a man in a yellow and white Hartsport baseball jersey walking by the
café with his own dog. The tiny
six-pound Gracie snapping forward to confront the much bigger Husky and to protect
Maggie from the perceived threat.
Maggie
gripping tight at the glittery pink leash and pulling Gracie back as her pup
calmed and heeled, but the man couldn’t catch his leash in time from the sudden
forceful tug. The Husky lunged forward
aggressively and tried biting at Gracie, the two dogs rolling around underneath
Maggie’s table as the entire café full of people looked over in shock. A few chairs were knocked over as Maggie
desperately tried to grab Gracie and pull her away from the sudden scuffle.
“Dax no! No
Dax!” the bearded man tugged at the leash as hard as he could while he yelled
for his dog to stop, the horrific yelping sounds from Gracie broke Maggie’s
heart. The animalistic snaps and growls
from the Husky drowned out Gracie’s whines and cries soon after.
After a
traumatic few seconds of mismatched dog fighting that seemed more like 10
minutes to Maggie, the man managed to tug his Husky back and away. Maggie jumping to the floor and rushed to
pick up Gracie into her arms, cuddling the whimpering pup tightly to her chest
that was fluttering with a rapid and terrified heartbeat.
“What the fuck is wrong with you!” Maggie yelled out as
loud as she could. Maggie at 5’4”
fearlessly staring up at the much taller and well-built man who appeared to be
in his later 30’s.
“Your dog jumped at mine, what was I supposed to do?!”
the man frantically replied.
“I don’t know, maybe hold the leash while you walk your
animal?!” Maggie yelled back. Maggie’s
face growing redder by the second, her body filling with white hot rage. The Husky quieted down but was still trying
to jump up across the sidewalk towards Gracie as the man held the leash much
tighter in both of his hands. Maggie
gently patting Gracie’s head to calm her scared girl down.
“Dax has never done that before, not with anyone or any
other dogs, I’m sorry, alright! Is your pup
okay?” the man worriedly asked.
“She’s fine… you’re lucky I don’t call the police…”
Maggie said, irritated, gritting her teeth, she could feel her body shaking
almost, never having felt so angry in her entire life with the idea of almost
losing her best friend to some random dog attack.
“I can take you two to a veterinarian if you want, I-
I’m so sorry” he said.
“I’m not getting anywhere near you… leave us alone”
Maggie sternly said. The man angrily gritting
his teeth and walking away, tugging hard at his leash to get his dog to follow
him down the sidewalk. The man turning
his head every few steps and shooting bitter glances back at Maggie who stared
him down in return until he disappeared around the corner in the distance.
Maggie sitting back down and looking over Gracie, her
pup appeared to be fine apart from a little patch of fur missing from her back,
no blood, no scratches, just Gracie’s cute face and big happy eyes looking up
toward Maggie. Maggie hugging Gracie
tight, “you fought off a Husky, sweet girl!
You were so brave!” Maggie spoke with her baby talk, leaning down and
started kissing Gracie all over her face, Maggie’s heart still fluttering.
Zach slowly walked back up to the table, “is everything
okay?” the waiter nervously asked.
“Yeah… just… I’ll take the check…” Maggie said with
dejection, barely looking up at him.
“Oh, don’t worry about it, I… I already covered it for
you” Zach said with a half-smile.
“You didn’t have to do that…” Maggie replied.
“I just… uhh… thought you were really cute, so I… yeah…
I did it before all that happened” the waiter anxiously explained.
“Well, thanks, that was sweet of you” Maggie simply
said, standing up and gently setting Gracie back on the ground. Maggie walked away not acknowledging anyone else
as Gracie trotted alongside her down the sidewalks toward the park a few blocks
away. Zach sighing before he went back
to another table of customers.
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Maggie gripped the pink leash especially steady in her fist,
her mind spiraling out of control with thoughts of never wanting to lose her
baby. Maggie’s nose sniffled, clenching
her jaw and teeth together tightly as she replayed the scenes of the attack in
her head over and over. She was so angry
that she couldn’t help but cry, unable to contain her rage over almost losing
one of the only few things that had been so meaningful in her life.
Maggie gently closed her eyes and took a deep breath,
trying to calm herself down for a few moments, breathing slowly into her nose
and out from her pursed lips. Opening
her eyes and carefully wiping away a few tears from her cheek as a few people
on the streets glanced over at her but continued walking right past her without
concern. Part of Maggie wanting someone
to ask her if she was okay, but part of her would be okay with never seeing
another human for the rest of her life.
Feeling somewhat calmer, she turned the corner and
approached the entrance of the dog park, seeing happy dogs living their best lives
carefree, running around, and playing with each other. Maggie smiled as she walked over the grass,
her stress starting to melt away, fantasizing about owning a big house one day
with dogs running all around a massive field with a happy Gracie leading the
pack.
Maggie and Gracie relaxed in the grass for a moment in
the shade of a looming tree. Maggie
allowing Gracie’s a bit of longer slack, letting her roam around the immediate
grassy area in front of her, troves of dogs running up and sniffing one another
along with the Pomeranian before resuming running around. Maggie giggling some as she took a deep and
relaxing breath before laying her head back against the softly rustling tree,
closing her eyes with relief and satisfaction, a little slice of heaven as she
focused on the pleasant breeze and the sounds of dog barks and wispy leaves.
She slowly opened her eyes after a few
relaxing minutes, scanning across the park to further observe more cute and happy
furry friends running all around and playing with their owners, but walking out
from behind a large oak tree across the way was the man and his Husky that had
attacked Gracie earlier. Maggie’s heart
dropped again as the rage came rushing back to her in an instant, pumping
through her body with venomous ferocity.
An icy cold shiver rushed down Maggie’s spine as her bright
brown eyes widened. Gripping the leash
as hard as she could, digging her press-on white nails into the skin of her
palm, but the pain wasn’t enough to let go of the precious leash. “Ahh!” Maggie yelped as another frigid shiver
shot up her spine. Feeling as if she had
been submerged into an ice bath, her body started to freeze despite the summer
heat from the sun high above.
Dogs and people continued to run around the park with glee,
including the man with the Husky, nobody noticing Maggie’s body twitching underneath
the shady tree. Maggie wincing her eyes
shut as the overbearing pain started to radiate within her body, Maggie
couldn’t help but let go of the leash as Gracie ran off toward the main garden
in the distance.
“No,
Graice… Ahhh! Wait!” Maggie yelled out,
but the pain only worsened as her shoulders and arms seized and trembled. Maggie desperate to try and stop Gracie from
being attack by the Husky again, but she was frozen stiff from the growing torturous
ache erupting into every nerve across her being.
“Hey, are you okay?” a worried woman walking by with two
golden retrievers asked Maggie.
“I-I… ahh… can you call an ambulance?” Maggie painfully
spoke as she clutched at her chest and tried to open her eyes. “Gracie!” she yelled out again, trying to get
her dog to come back, but the little Pomeranian ran off to the grassy fields in
a blitz of zooming energy, dragging the pink leash behind her.
Maggie started to hear a cracking sound and winced her eyes
tightly yet again, but the searing, skin-ripping pain and soreness in her body
felt like a hot knife stabbing into all of her nerves at the same time. Another loud cracking noise and a sharp sting
in her legs and body made her gasp.
She fought
through burning pain in her face and managed to slightly open her eyes before
looking down, seeing the faces of people and dogs somehow below her, the mouths
of the people wide open as Maggie was suddenly much taller, hearing some
whimpering barks becoming quieter and softer.
Maggie
confused by the scenery as the helpful woman next to her was shrinking even smaller,
along with the cars and people around and behind her. “Ahh…” Maggie groaned aloud again in total anguish,
dropping down to a knee in pain and hearing a loud crash followed by a few
scared fleeing dog barks.
Maggie’s view of the landscape beneath her started to
get smaller and smaller as she heard frantic, visceral screams sound out all
around, spotting tiny people running away as her body seemingly kept growing
outward. Her stylish white sneakers crawling
across the sidewalk as the dirty rubber heels of her footwear pushed into the
busy street behind her and crumpled a parked car, the broken glass from its
windows spraying outward into the street.
“What’s…
happening?” Maggie achingly said as she started to cry from the anguish of her
body expanding, another wave of ice-cold chills shot all throughout her body as
she thought she was dying. The concerned
woman’s Golden Retrievers broke loose from their owner’s leash and ran away
down the street as Maggie struggled to pick herself up, rising up from her knee
buried in the ground. Maggie now
towering over the park as she labored to open her eyes and see that the
landscape below was even tinier than before.
Maggie
losing her balance as her body felt heavier and slower, sluggishly reaching her
hand outward to grip onto something to keep from stumbling, but there was
nothing within reach. Instinctively reacting
and stepping to her side to keep herself from falling as she slammed her white
sneaker onto the concerned woman trying to run away, Maggie both hearing and feeling
the squishy crunch of the body splattering underneath the sole of her shoe but couldn’t
comprehend that the feeling came from stepping on a living person.
The
screams of people instantly grew louder as the crowds around started to run
away from the towering young woman. Cars
rendered immobile as the traffic of the heavily populated city was already too
compacted to begin with and just a few panicked car crashes halted the streets in
the immediate vicinity. The growing Maggie
still expanding upward, looming over almost everything with ease, her shadow
casting a long gradation across the streets and onto the buildings in the
distance.
Her sneakers
pushing outward almost faster than people could run through the dense traffic
of gridlocked cars. A few people shoved
down to the ground by the rolling dirtied white rubber as it expanded. The frightened people screaming loud from the
sudden cold and heavy weight rolling over them.
The thick material of her shoe pushing downward on them as their bones
started to snap, the people frantically hollering as their bodies were slowly steamrolled,
spurting blood from underneath her shoes or the side of her foot as her body continued
to grow over them.
Maggie groaned
with pain again from the ice-cold feeling stabbing at her spine as she looked
down trying to spot Gracie. The people
starting to look like bugs as they grabbed their dogs and ran from the park,
Graice was nowhere to be found though, trying her best to pick out the glittery
pink leash attached to a blip of speedy brown fur.
Instead,
she noticed the yellow and white jersey that the owner of the Husky was
wearing. The little bug-sized man was
trying to run down the street between cars and away from Maggie’s expanding
white rubber by the toes of her sneakers.
The man chasing after his Husky who was farther down the street and away
from the danger, but the man couldn’t run fast enough as Maggie took a little
step to her right to maintain her balance and keep from falling.
Maggie
planted her sneaker into the pavement and the man was ruthlessly squished under
Maggie’s rubber sole. The man’s body,
along with dozens of cars and people were crushed flat into the street as Maggie
breathed heavily, barely able to handle the pain, the freezing cold, and the
wet, metallic crunch under her foot all happening simultaneously.
“Gracie!”
Maggie breathily groaned as she bent over, placing her hands between her thighs
and bending forward from another immense wave of the intense cracking of her
bones. Her feet now spread far enough
apart to keep herself upright and balanced.
Maggie
blinking a few times before she opened her eyes fully, the freezing feeling
suddenly stopping as the heat of summer returned to her tanned skin. Her body suddenly feeling energized and awake
as if she had gotten the best rest of her life, finally free of the pain of
what felt like her bones being melted by ice-cold magma. Although her movements still felt slow and
sluggish, she curled her lips as she looked around for her baby, ignoring the
sudden burst of powerful energy coursing through her body that felt rather satisfying.
The
screams she could hear earlier were more feint, she could see inch tall people
scattering in all directions beneath her.
Maggie took a small step forward into the empty green park with her
right sneaker, knocking over a few trees before she settled her other foot
carefully next to her right. Turning her
head and seeing two bloody footprints embedded in the street and sidewalk. The footprints themselves were horrific,
smushed bodies smeared into the pavement and rock, unrecognizable as people,
rather just as puddles of gore and red blobs.
Looking around, she was standing easily at a few
hundred feet tall, she could see over buildings in every direction apart from
the larger skyscrapers in the distance. The
sunlight reflecting off the glass windows of many buildings of the massive city. Tiny cars and busses lining the streets up
and down, hundreds of thousands of people all walking around that hadn’t yet
caught wind of the towering woman, the tiny citizens still going about their day
as normal.
Maggie tilted the sole of her shoe and looked downward,
seeing a smear of blood and flattened flesh stuck to the bottom of her left
shoe that vaguely resembled the human figure of the concerned woman, Maggie’s
eyes widening as she remained silent for a moment, wondering if it was all
really happening. She lifted her right
shoe upward to inspect it, seeing a few more splatters of bodies and a crumpled
car stuck inbetween the rubber treads.
Maggie
breathing a sigh of relief as her mind went back to what was most important to
her. “Gracie, where are you girl?”
Maggie softly called out, looking around the empty park from her position
hundreds of feet over the greenery and trees.
She bent down and started ripping thick oak trees out
of the ground like simple twigs, clearing the view of the park so she could
search for her pup. The streets all
around her started to empty and clear with troves of abandoned cars left
behind. The environment starting to
quiet down some. “Gracie, baby, where
are you? Come to mommy…” Maggie
whispered softly. Maggie growing more
and more anxious the longer she couldn’t find her.
Maggie pursed her lips together and started to whistle
a few times in short succession, but the pitch was too loud as she shattered
the windows of the office building in front of her, hearing a few screams, she looked
upward and saw hundreds of occupants in the building all staring at her from
across the street next to the park.
She
gritted her teeth in annoyance and returned to her frantic search for
Gracie. Her eyes darting right to left
and she ripped more trees from the ground and threw them randomly behind her,
sending them crashing into unpredictable sections of the city thousands of feet
away.
Her face grew to worry and panic, her brows lowering as
her eyes tightened up to tears, her lips parting as she twitched with nerves
and worry, “Gracie, please come to mommy…” she desperately pleaded as a few
tears dripped down her cheek. Maggie’s
heart soaked with relief as she saw a spot of tiny brown fur dart out from
behind a tree she had ripped out, but the body was too long for it to be
Gracie.
Maggie stood up, her lips quivering as she looked
around, twisting her body, being careful of where to step, not wanting to step
on her loyal pup by accident. There was
no sign of her best friend anywhere.
Maggie thinking where she could have gone, starting to look around the
streets instead for answers and hope.
“Oh,
duh!” Maggie yelled out. She reached for
her back jean pocket. Maggie had gotten
a tracking chip inserted under Gracie’s skin, a smile of relief across Maggie’s
face knowing she could just pull out her phone and see a little live
geolocation of where Gracie was, problem solved. Maggie’s smile disappearing as she felt her
back pocket, her phone was nowhere to be found, “god dammit…” Maggie mumbled in
anger.
Remembering
why she got the tracking chip in the first place. A year prior, Gracie had accidentally run
away from her apartment building. Maggie
cried all night, desperately calling animal control and searching the streets
by herself. Maggie tiredly stumbling
back home in the early hours of the morning to find that Gracie had made her
way back to the front door of their apartment, patiently waiting all night for
her owner to return.
Maggie shook away her disappointment, “I know that’s
where she would go…” she whispered. Maggie
took a deep breath and gathered her surroundings, squinting her eyes and spotting
her apartment building in the distance before uncaringly taking a step into the
streets and crushing droves of unoccupied cars underfoot.
Keeping
her eyes firmly on the ground to potentially pick out a tiny Gracie running
around. Maggie knowing her apartment was
a few blocks over the busy downtown streets, but she didn’t care who was in the
way, she wasn’t going to lose the most important thing in her life, thinking
she could figure out the rest of her problems later once she had her pup with
her again.
The immediate streets were mostly empty apart from
abandoned cars and a few confused people who didn’t yet know what was
approaching. The feeling of deep
earth-shaking quakes rattling the city all over as more and more people who
weren’t aware of Maggie’s presence came to a standstill with a slight worry
that an eerie and continuous earthquake was striking downtown Hartsport.
Maggie passed up the half-shattered glass office
building, people still scrambling down the stairs inside, seeing the men and
women inside panicking and backing up into the hallways, from her face down to
her shoes. Maggie didn’t care, taking
another step into the street no matter how many fancy or cheap cars had to be
crushed, feeling their metallic figures crunch like brittle shells underneath
her soles. Webs of cracks in the
pavement spreading outward from her footsteps, leaving behind footprints the
shape of her sneakers embedded into the ground with a recognizable crisscross
pattern and pancaked vehicles in the imprints.
Maggie turned the corner of the busy downtown streets,
seeing thousands of fleeing people running away at her height from at least 400’. Maggie witnessing hundreds of people all
looking up at her with disbelief, their mouths agape and their eyes filled with
shock and awe of the walking impossible.
Despite the crowds of horrified citizens, Maggie continued on, not
caring who ended up beneath her, keeping her eyes glued to where she stepped,
on the lookout for the poof of tiny brown fur as nothing else was of her
concern.
She took another step, watching from above as a group
of occupied cars disappeared underneath her toes, feeling the distinct crunch
as she pressed her sneaker into the street, unaware of how big she actually
was, her right hip collided with an office building that was a bit taller than
her.
Her
hips’ impact propelled rubble and debris outward onto the street below as she
reached out and caught herself from falling, digging her white nails into the
floors of the building, and staying upright.
The sounds of screams erupting all around her as she could feel real
human bodies creepily wiggling and struggling against her hand and fingers dug inside
the building.
Pulling her hand out of the building as she regained
her balance. Maggie’s face still filled
with worry as she shambled down the street, knowing she didn’t have long to go,
but the bug sized people couldn’t get away from her fast enough, leaving a wake
of deep footprints behind her with filled horrifically with squished
people.
Some
footprints had people who just barely dove to the side, only to be squished in
half, their upper or lower bodies pressed into the ground while their other
half remained mostly intact, severed by the edges of Maggie’s dirty
sneakers.
Maggie’s ankles and shins ripped electrical wires and
tore out streetlights. Each shoe was
almost the width of the entire street as everything she stepped on was
pulverized, people and cars only spared by her long strides, watching the
giantess walk over them from beneath her massive body. Her mostly bare tanned legs leading up to her
fashionably ripped blue denim short shorts, her flesh towering over screaming
and dumbfounded people trying to hide or look for cover behind a car or within
a storefront.
“Oh god no!” Maggie could hear a tiny squeaky feminine
voice shout beneath her before taking another crunching step, but she continued
on down the street despite the panic and chaos engulfing everything around her
looming figure.
“Just a few more steps…” Maggie whispered, seeing city
bus disappear under the heel of her left foot, the heaviest crunch she had felt
so far. Up ahead, a police car in a
packed intersection had their flashing lights on, two police officers waving
and guiding people to the side streets to get them to safety, but most people
were in a frenzied free for all and took off in every direction away from the
approaching Maggie decimating the people filled streets with sickening wet
crunches.
One of the officers pulled his gun as the young
giantess approached, seeing her long legs towering over him as suddenly a
shadow was cast high above. His last
image was the gruesome and gory scenery of her right shoe’s sole. Dozens of bloody corpses and crumpled cars
stuck between the crisscross pattern as he yelped out in fear. The other officer trying to run away but
wasn’t quick enough himself.
Maggie pressed down without care, thankfully not
spotting any tiny brown fur running around still as dozens of screams were
silenced instead with another stomp. Maggie’s
heart racing as she hoped and prayed that Gracie would be at the front entrance
of their home, “please… please…” Maggie whispered as the intersection by her
apartment building narrowed some.
Maggie pivoting to her right and squeezing herself into
the street between the buildings. Her
larger breasts blowing through the roof of a mall and sending everyone inside
scattering away from the falling debris.
Her firmer and slightly curvy rear plowed through a bank office, a few
people falling out of the caved-in windows and splattering on the ground far
below. Maggie shimmying her shoulders
and legs, her sneakers carving up the bottom floors of each building in front
and behind her as debris lined the streets, numerous people buried in the
upturned rubble.
The street widened a bit closer to her apartment’s
parking garage as Maggie pivoted backed to normal, “Gracie, baby, mommy is
comin’…” Maggie said aloud as her apartment was just around the corner. Maggie took one final step into a busy
interaction, feeling the deep crunch of countless unsuspecting occupied cars
stuck in gridlock traffic.
Maggie turned around the corner and looked down, her
eyes met the front entrance of the building.
Maggie gasped, a deep relieving breath parting her lips as her brown
eyes widened with joy. She spotted the
familiar yet tiny pink leash, following the tiny leash to a little dot of brown
fur sitting down righting outside the front entrance of the high-rise apartment
building. “Gracie, oh girl, oh thank
god…” Maggie whispered with immense love and reprieve as she squatted down over
the street, hearing an eruption of screams from underneath her lowering rear.
Maggie could see Gracie raise up from the ground, hearing
the little squeaks from her favorite familiar barking best friend. Even from Maggie’s new height, she could see
Gracie’s little curled tail wagging with excitement. “Don’t worry, Gracie baby, mommy will get you
out of there” Maggie said she started to reach down, but hundreds of people
began running away from her lowering hand, flooding the sidewalk and the
entranceway near Gracie, causing her baby to panic.
“Hey, get the fuck out of the way!” Maggie yelled out
in annoyance. Furrowing her brow in
frustration and biting her bottom lip as a crowd of people were stampeding away
from the entranceway, nearly trampling her little pup to death. More and more people running out of the
building, many of Maggie’s own neighbors that she had never bothered to talk to
in her two years of living there.
She continued to reach down, gripping her open fist onto
groups of fleeing people and throwing them away across the city like crumbs,
sending their bodies splattering against buildings or onto the streets in the
far distance. Maggie swiping her hand to
the side, watching as a dozen people exploded into a pink mist against her
fingers and palm, their bodies almost disintegrating from the intense power of
Maggie slapping them away. Gracie still
running around, barking up toward Maggie as if begging for help from the mobs
of panicked people.
Maggie’s wiping her bloody hand into the white fabric
of her crop top, staining her shirt with crimson. The streets clearing up as Gracie continued
to wag her tail. Maggie smiling as she
reached her palm down, placing the back of her hand on the ground as if to
allow Gracie to jump up into her palm and up to safety.
Breathing
slowly and calmly as to not scare Graice.
“Come on girl, up!” Maggie said with a cheerfulness, finally saving her
baby. Maggie already thinking of what to
do next, how she was going to process becoming a giant, how was she going to
live like this or if there was a way to get back to normal, but as long as she
had Gracie, she felt at ease.
Gracie approaching closer to the tanned flesh of
Maggie’s upright hand, Gracie’s sniffing around Maggie’s expansive skin. “Come on baby, jump on mommy’s hand” Maggie
said with a smile as Maggie realized the side of her hand might be a bit too
tall for her pup to jump up on. “Hmm…”
Maggie hummed as she tried to think of something else, ignoring the sounds of a
frightened city all around her, sirens blaring in the distance all over.
Maggie retracted her hand slightly, instead placing her
upturned press on white nail to the ground, giving Gracie the chance to jump up
into her nail. “There you go, baby, come
on!” Maggie said with gigantic baby talk as suddenly the sirens grew to a point
where Maggie couldn’t ignore them.
A large, armored police van and a few police cars drove
up on the sidewalk next to Maggie’s left sneaker. Graice backed away from Maggie’s nail out of
fear as dozens of officers dressed in black Kevlar and helmets jumped out all
with high powered rifles aimed at Maggie.
“Stand down at once!” a tiny male officer yelled up through a speaker
toward Maggie, but she simply ignored his pathetically squeaky command as cries
around the city continued to ring out.
“Come on Gracie, up for mommy!” she said back down
toward the ground with a wide smile.
Maggie suddenly heard a loud pop, watching Gracie running away from the
sudden scary bang. Maggie feeling a tiny
sting into the side of her exposed stomach beneath her white crop top. Looking to her left, she had witnessed an
officer with a smoking rifle. The
officer shot a few more times, Maggie feeling little pricks of sensations on
her cheeks and shoulders but ignored them.
Turning her gaze back to the ground, Gracie was hiding
behind a tiny pillar under the entrance of the building after the frightening
bangs. “Stand down now!” the tiny man
screamed once more as she heard a few more loud pops.
“You’re scaring my baby!” Maggie yelled back at the
tiny officers, seeing a few of them dropping their rifles and covering their
ears. Maggie raising a fist and fiercely
slamming it down onto the van and the pavement around it, obliterating a dozen
officers under her knuckles and turning the armored van into sheet metal embedded
into the street.
The
rest of the officers smartly running away as Maggie hmphed with annoyance. “It’s okay girl, just had to get rid of them,
come on…” Maggie said turning back to look at Gracie, but something was off,
Maggie beckoning her upturned nail back towards the ground, but she first
noticed that the entrance of the apartment was blocked off and some people were
trapped within, a few other people running under her legs and behind her. People encased in the entrance as Maggie
gasped, noticing that the pillar had collapsed into the doorway.
The quake from slamming her fist down into the armored
van rippled outward causing the entrance of her apartment to fall inward. Maggie trembling as she saw a pile of rubble,
next to the rubble was the tattered pink leash.
Maggie’s eyes instantly wetting with tears, her cheeks flushing pink with
rage. There was an eerie silence just
beneath her as the trapped people all stared up at her without making a peep.
Maggie’s hand extending to the rubble, her hands
shaking as her body felt weak, her stomach turning inside out, feeling like she
was going to throw up, “no… no… Gracie please… no…” she said between lip
quivering whines as she choked on her saliva.
She
reached toward the rubble, but she pulled her hand away, she didn’t want to see
her baby dead… “No… no… she got away…she got away…” she mumbled, denying the
thoughts, but it became more real by the second, she had lost her baby. Instead, she turned to the people trapped in
the building with an unbridled rage, her eyes reddened as angry tears streamed
down her pouting face.
“You fucking assholes…” Maggie snarled as she stood up
to her full height. Maggie clenched her
fists at her sides and winced her eyes shut for a moment, gritting her teeth in
pure hatred of people, her tanned skin turned a shade redder as she looked at
all the scurrying people around her, tracing her eyes toward the officers
running away in the distance, their all-black armor easily discernable from the
rest of the crowd.
Maggie’s vision blurred, the whites around her brown corneas
reddened from the rising blood pressure in her capillaries, her mind went
blank, almost dissociating from reality, unable to process losing her Gracie. It was true what some people said, sometimes
a person could be so angry that they see red… instead Maggie saw a swirl of
stars in her vision before she felt as if there was only one thing she wanted
to do, hurt as many people as possible…