Tiffany smiled cruelly. The people screaming and flailing between her toes were sending that sensation she loved when she wedged them between her digits. She was sitting on a building this whole time whilst doing this, giving the people still inside second thoughts about leaving. The occupants were that of terrified office workers whose view was at first the sight of a giant ten year old girl with red hair that were tied in long pigtails that reached her shoulders.

She wore a white T-shirt with jeans short shorts and was bare footed. The occupant's reactions, of course, was to scream and leave the building with that mischievous grin of hers but her attention wasn't on them. No. It was on the gaggle of screaming, crying people that she was holding in her right hand.




Her large form created huge tremors that rocked the whole building making the occupants even more terrified. The lights on the ceilings of each floor flickered on and off. Debris fell from the ceilings. The girl had final made her way to the building sending everyone inside into hysteria. For those on the highest floor, they could make out the white shirt the girl was wearing meaning the whole building was only chest level to the girl!




Tiffany, on the other hand had no intentions for the building but to sit on it which she did. She opened her hand to see her catch. "One... two... three..." She counted softly to herself smiling as she watched the petrified looks of the tinies looking up at her. When she counted six, she plucked an overweight woman out of her hand who wailed horribly. She examined the tiny thing with her brilliant green eyes. "You look like a real squirmer." She said, bringing the screaming woman to her toes. She wedged the thing between her big and second toe and with the incredible uncanny flexibility she had with toes, gave the tiny thing a hard squeeze. Its arms were pinned but that didn't stop it from wiggling from the pain it felt from the young girl's peds.





Tiffany squeezed harder this time hearing its bones crack. It screamed louder. Tiffany licked her lips. She loved inflicting pain on these little things. The rest in her hand were watching the whole thing gasping, hoping that they weren't going to suffer the same fate. The thing was still alive but weeping miserably. Tiffany brought her group to her face much to their shock. "Don't worry, you're next!" Her young, feminine voice boomed with a cheerful smile on her face. They all screamed. Tiffany merely giggled.




Now their was about a dozen people desperately trying to escape their now sweaty prison of toes but Tiffany had clenched her toes with expertise skill with enough pressure to hurt them but not kill them. Her feet were hanging off the building, her hands also planted on the building as she swung her feet back and forth humming joyfully while the people between her toes were suffering. Her toes were getting sweaty and it was creating a slight odor. Given that she was so big, that slight odor was relatively putrid for the people between her toes.




One man started twitching strangely, causing Tiffany to cease her humming and feet movement. She lifted her right foot out were the man was with an intruiged "hmm?" She wanted to see what the thing's strange movement was about. The man was looking green then suddenly he vomited on her foot. Tiffany twitch indignantly. She was not happy about this at all. "Hey! Who said you could barf on my foot!?" She said, plucking the sick man out who was too dazed from his regurgitation to try and resist her grip.




Tiffany regarded the tiny thing with disgust and anger before crushing it to a bloody pulp between her fingers. Rubbing the pulped body and innards into ball and flicking it away, Tiffany returned her attention to her toe toys. "I'm done playing with you all! I don't want anymore barf on my feet." She said giving the still flailing things a wicked grin. "I'd rather have blood instead. Bye! Bye!" With that, Tiffany scrunched all of her toes in union, relishing in the deathly screams the tinies gave before... SPELCH!




Tiffany giggled. Her toes almost looked like they were painted red with nail polish minuses the guts. Hmm... Maybe I should start painting my nails with blood from now on. She thought. She hopped down from her "seat" then started stretching her arms in the air. "Ahh, maybe I should head back home. Don't wanna make mommy worry again!" She said. This was her favorite city to "play " in since it wasn't all that big compared to other cities which meant it wasn't territory material for other giantesses making this city a perfect playing grounds for a young giantess like herself.




Tiffany sighed happily looking around the city. It was quiet, not a surprise after she had made her way here. Wait... She thought, eyeing some movement in a parked Nissan a few feet away. Trodding over there, Tiffany picked up the vehicle with ease and tore the roof off turning it upside down where both a screaming young man and a screaming young woman fell out on her open palm. She threw the vehicle over her shoulder before examining them with glee . Aww! A couple! Tiffany thought. She brought the couple to her face while the two were getting their bearings after their initial fall and were now staring petrified at the face of a giant little girl who was smiling down at them.




The two hugged each other screaming. "Please! Please don't hurt us." The man begged. Tiffany giggled. "Relax little guy, I'm not gonna hurt you. Well, I was until I saw you two were together." Tiffany liked killing tinies that was true but had a thing against killing couples. They just looked so cute together when they would hold each other in fear while she could easily crush them. Something about that made her gush.




Tiffany just continued regarding the two in her hand dreamily. The couple felt a bit at ease after Tiffany assured them that she wouldn't hurt them but were now confused of why she didn't let them down already. Tiffany was so enamored in the young couple that she didn't hear the little screams of people running away from something. They were running past her feet as if they didn't realize she was just a threat as the thing they were running from. There was a distant booming noise that moved rhythmically which finally caused Tiffany to break out of her trance.




Boom. Boom. Tiffany's eyes widened as she felt a presence behind her. She quickly turned her head to see a pair of rather large womanly hips clad in a white dress in front of her face. Tiffany gulp and peered at the feet the hips were connected too and found herself staring at some rather pretty feet painted in clear toenail polish and clad in golden gladiator sandals that reached the smooth ankles of the legs the feet supported.




Looking up, Tiffany was meet with a pair of large breasts, even larger than her mommy's which partailly obscured the beautiful face that was smiling down at her. Tiffany stepped back a few steps, crushing a dog unintentionally that had probably ran from its owner out of fear of this new giantess.




Tiffany nervously wiped the dog's remains off her foot on the street and looked back at the woman standing before her. Now being a few steps back, she could see her fully and "fully" was a good word to describe her. Her breasts were ridiculously large along with her broad hips yet her waist was trimmed which was wrapped with a golden belt accessory that matched her sandals.




Tiffany had a better look at her face now. Her massive breasts had only left her upper face to be revealed when Tiffany was standing right next to her but now Tiffany could make out her entire face. It was smooth, flawless just like her ankles and over her white dress that only reached her upper thighs was a small jeans jacket that was open. Tiffany figure it probably couldn't close because of those big boobs of hers. She was a blonde. Her hair long was straight reaching her rather large rear. She had French Tips on her fingernails painted white and two golden rings on her left hand. Her big blue beautiful eyes was staring at Tiffany with a look that made Tiffany shiver. W-Who is this... this freak! Tiffany thought staring at her mammoth sized bust. Tiffany started blushing.




The girl smiled at Tiffany. "Hi there." She said.




Tiffany forced a smile. A rather nervous one. "Um... hi?"




"Is this your turf?" The girl asked.




Tiffany gulped again. She didn't like this woman. "Um... yes?"




The woman bended slightly, her dress had an opening at the neck revealing much of her cleavage. Hands at her laps, she bended over till she was slightly eye level with Tiffany. "Aw, well it's my turf now." She said in a rather sweet voice.




Tiffany felt herself shivering. "B-but you can't do that!" Tiffany whined. " I was hear first!"



The girl's smile was looking rather mean now. " Well, too bad. I've been looking for a place that wasn't too crowded for a while now and this city is perfect."




"But, but you're so big! You could destroy this city in a day!" Tiffany blurted out.




The girl rolled her eyes with that mean smile still plastered on her face. "I'm not stupid. I know how to destroy cities little by little." Tiffany could feel her heart racing. Her territory was being threatened by another giantess. She never thought it would happen to her.




GROWL...




Tiffany's widened as she heard the busty giantess's stomach growled. The girl rolled her eyes again, giggling. "Oops. Looks like I'm hungry..." As soon as she said that, tiny muffled screams could be heard from Tiffany's closed palm. Tiffany gasped realizing she still had the couple in her hand. The girl realized this too, much to Tiffany's dismay.




"Watcha got there?" The woman asked despite knowing full well what was in Tiffany's hand.




"N-No! Their for eating! Fine someone else to eat!" Tiffany said defensively, pulling her hand back.




The woman stood to her full height and gave Tiffany a rough push causing her to eep as she topple over. Still, she kept her hand clench but that didn't stop the girl from kneeling over and peeling Tiffany's hand open. The girl smiled seeing a tiny man and woman huddling together. The arrival of this new giantess and her announcement of being hungry made them quiver and scream uncontrollably as if one young giantess wasn't enough, this bigger womanly giantess had to come by. She plucked the two out of Tiffany's hand who got up quickly and gasped.




"Aww, are these your little pets?" The busty giantess said bringing them to her large eyes with a sweet smile on her face. She held them with her finger rather then her French Tips this way she could feel their small fragile bodies shake. Tiffany nodded vigorously. Maybe if she said "yes," she'd spare them. The girl brought her gazed back at the two who were begging for their lives. The busty giantess giggled. "How cute!" She cooed.




Tiffany felt relief. "Yeah, I know right! Their adorable." She said. There was a paused as the busty giantess continued smiling at the shaken couple. For a few seconds, everyone was silent until the woman suddenly tilted her head back and opened her mouth, dangling the two terrified screaming tinies above it. "No!" Tiffany screamed.




The busty giantess just let gravity do its work as they simultaneously feel into her mouth. She closed it and started sloshing the tiny duo for about three second before she swallowed them whole rather loudly. "Mmmm." The busty giantess, moaned rubbing her flat stomach with her French Tipped hand. She gave her lips a slow swipe with her tongue.




"Ah... their still alive in there if you wanna say some final words to them." She said giggling. Tiffany felt tears well up in her eyes. "Aw, don't tell me you're gonna cry over a couple of tinies now, are you?" She said. "Listen sweetie, do yourself a favor and go home to your mommy. I think this city is too big for you anyways." The busty giantess smiled seeing Tiffany's lips quiver. "I think this city is meant for a big girl like me."




As if to make her point, the busty giantess turned to a building filled with people and with a low kick from her sandal clad foot, brought the structure to a dusty mess in a few seconds, killing everyone inside.




The giantess sighed happily. "Ah... A girl can get use to this city."

She went back home that day, crying miserably. Tiffany couldn't believe it! Her city, her precious little city was taken over by that... that... Boobzilla blonde! I'm gonna tell my mommy and then she'll be sorry! Tiffany thought indignantly, wading in the sea that was outside of the city. There, floating above the water she found the giant "hole" which was basically a space distortion that acted as a portal that allowed the giantesses to come to this world from their world whenever they pleased.





It was a mystery itself how the giantesses could travel through this dimensional tear without any physical harm for Tiffany had made it to her home world unscathed as usual. It was much like Earth with wildlife and oceans only scaled to the giantess's size. The "hole" was fenced, of course, to keep animals from entering through it although the few times that they did, they would end up dead through their travels to Earth unlike the giantesses.




Tiffany was making her way down her neighborhood where other giantesses passed by. Some on bikes and some drove by in their cars. She had made it to her house thinking over the events that happened today with the boobed bully. Their was something malicious and domineering about her blue eyes that Tiffany remembered which caused her to shiver. She was obviously the type that got her way no matter what. Maybe she'll get bored! Tiffany thought. Yeah! That's it! I mean, its not that big of a city. She'll get tired of it eventually and I'll just come back in a few days to take it back!





Tiffany smiled triumphantly. There was no reason to get her mom involved now. All she had to do was wait a few days, maybe even a week and the woman would probably be gone. With that thought, she opened the door and went in. Her mother was in the living room watching T.V. Before Tiffany could pass by to go upstairs to her room, her mother turn her head, reacting to the front door being opened.





"Hi, sweetie. Back already?" Her mom called out.




"Huh?...Oh, yeah. I was getting tired so I'm gonna go take a nap now."





Her mother nodded. "OK, baby. There's lasagna in the fridge if you're hungry." She stood up and stretched. Much like Tiffany, her mother Sophie had red hair only hers was cut short enough to reach her chin and was curly. She was no doubt beautiful like most giantesses both in body and face. She was wearing a lavender bath robe that hugged her shapely figure. She yawned. "I might pack it in myself. Crushing a football stadium can really tire a woman out." She said with a seductive smile. Walking towards her daughter, she bent down to give her a kiss on her forehead before heading upstairs.





Tiffany slept in her bed that night, thinking. I'll just wait. I just hope she doesn't destroy the city by then. The thought was unsettling to Tiffany. When a giantess claimed a city as her turf, they either destroyed the city or enslaved the populace. She didn't want to think about it anymore and went to sleep.




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A week had past since Tiffany's encounter with the busty giantess and she decided to pay the city a visit. She was making her way there now wearing a pair of blue Capri's pants, a pair of white open toed sandals and a pink T-shirt with a daisy on it. She decided do her hair in a cute bun with strands of hair falling down both sides of her head.




The city, much to Tiffany's relief was still intact and there was no sign of the blonde. However, it was anything other than a relief to the citizens by her feet who did what any other person would do seeing a giantess. Run and scream. Tiffany giggled. "Ah... it's good to be back." She said to herself as she walked further into the city.





Her first target was a small bakery at the corner of an intersect. She walked over there, unaware of crushing a fleeing man into the pavement, his lifeless body engraved into her sandaled footprint. Lifting her foot, Tiffany stomped the bakery into rubble, then twisted her foot into the debris. Smiling, she made her way to an apartment building that only reached her stomach.





This particular building had balconies which Tiffany noticed. There were some tinies on them who were either too slow to retreat in their homes or too stupid to realize they had a better chance surviving indoors. Tiffany plucked one screaming woman with glee. The thing had an portable hair dryer in its hand which it stupidity tried to use on Tiffany before it was plucked.




Tiffany brought the thing to her face to examine it closely. It was a black woman. A pretty little thing with a nice figure and and long black hair. Tiffany brought it to her mouth and with a sickening spittle noise, extended her tongue out, give the now hysterically little girl a long lick. Tiffany retracted her tongue with a disappointed look. "Aw, I thought you'd taste like chocolate." She said. The thing was merely flailing and screaming too terrified to even communicate. Tiffany just shrugged, smiling and brought the thing into her lips.





With a quick slurp from her lips, the thing was gone from the outside world and was now going wild in her mouth. Tiffany smiled, enjoying the little girl's movements, her flavor wasn't chocolate but she still had the delicious meaty flavor tinies usually had. It was even worse for the girl because Tiffany didn't brush teeth this morning. Still being a child, the thought of brushing her teeth wasn't appealing to Tiffany and she would try to get away without brushing them whenever her mom was too busy with something.




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Shauna was going absolutely mad in there! It was the most terrifying sight seeing this giant girl bend over and actually pick her... HER of all people up and place her in her mouth. Her friend had warned her about buying this apartment after hearing the latest news about this town having been attack by two different giantess but Shauna wasn't gonna let some big bitches stop her from getting this sweet deal of an apartment. Besides, she never saw a giantess or never had her previous city been attacked by one, until now.




The scent inside this girl's mouth was the most repugnant thing she had ever smelled in her life! Shauna was gagging whilst her eyes were watering uncontrollably. Her body was being maneuvered around the mouth viciously by a monstrous tongue way bigger than her whole body. Her mind was racing all while this was happening until final the tongue stopped moving. Shauna body was still shaking as she tried to at least stand up.




Before she could however, the tongue started pushing her back to the throat and she gave the most shrilled screaming her lungs could muster. She was being swallowed whole. Why was this girl doing this? Shauna never did anything to her. How could she be so cruel as to swallow a sentient being like herself? She didn't have time to full grasped the nature of her giantess predator any longer as she gave her last scream.




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Tiffany swallowed the tiny thing as it slowly made its way down her throat wiggling the whole way down. She sighed happily. It was in her tummy now, moving around frantically. She turned her attention back to the building. Folding both hands together, Tiffany brought them over her head then brought them down on the building. It never stood a chance as it crumbled like a cracker killing its screaming occupants.




Tiffany was in her element now. A week of nothing to break or kill really helped her let loose. She destroyed two supermarket, three more apartment buildings and indulged on five more tinies who were now an acidic mush inside the young girl's stomach. When she was done, Tiffany fell on her back, panting with a grin on her face.




Tiffany found herself sleeping blissfully in the aftermath of her destruction. She had her turf back and she couldn't be more happier. That is, until a loud tremor woke her up. Rubbing her eyes groggily, Tiffany got her bearings only to be looking at a pair of all too familiar ankles. Oh, no! She thought, slowly looking up at face of the busty giantess now who was bending over, hands on her hips looking at Tiffany and she was not happy at all...





"What are YOU doing here? Didn't I tell you this was my city now?" She said with an annoyed look. Tiffany started mumbling as she tried to get up but the woman wasn't having it. She brought her brown booted foot down on Tiffany's chest pinning her down.





"Ow! Get off! You're hurting me!" Tiffany shrieked in pain.





The girl gave her a mean sneer. "No. No I won't. I think I like you better laying down. Now, I'm gonna ask you again, what are you doing here?"






It felt like Tiffany's chest was going to break but the girl eventually let her boot of her chest allowing Tiffany to catch her breath. When Tiffany felt like she caught her breath, she tried pulling herself up.





"No! You stay right there! Don't you dare get up!" The girl barked.





Tiffany eeped and did what she was told. "I... I was just visiting..." She responded with a crack in her voice. "Y... You weren't even using the city..."




"Well I am now but you know what? Since you love this city SO much, I'll let you play in it." The girl said. "Aren't I just the sweetest!"





Tiffany already knew this was a trap but decided to play along. "Really?" She said.




"Sure. It's boring here anyways. Don't know why you even bothered making this place your turf. " She said waving her hand dismissively.




Is she serious? Tiffany gave the girl a confused look. Tiffany couldn't also help but notice her outfit. This time, she was wearing a pair of khaki short shorts with a pair of those brown hiking boots that not too long along were crushing Tiffany's chest. Her white tank top could only do so much as to hold those large monsters she called breasts which stretched the top so much it couldn't even cover her stomach. There was also some movements inside the top. No doubt those were people in there being smothered to death by her giant mammaries. Her blond hair was done in a long braid and adorned on her neck and wrist was a gold necklace and a brown leather bracelet of some sort.




Tiffany swallowed nervously. "C... can I get up now, please?"




"Sure you can, since you asked sooo nicely!"




Tiffany did just that but was still on her guard. Tiffany found herself rubbing her arm, a habit of hers she had when she was in an awkward situation such as this one. The girl was just looking down at her with an all too fake smile. Tiffany had to back up a little from the girl like last time. Why is she so big up there! She thought, referring to her chest. She still couldn't get over how she could even walk so perfectly with those things.




"Well, what are you waiting for? Do what you would normally do when you come here." The girl said.




Tiffany hesitated for a moment then turned around to head to a building not to far from where they were only to turn her head nervously to see what this girl's real intentions were. The girl only waved with a grin plastered on her face. Tiffany tried to ignore her and proceeded with scouting the building for tinies, stooping down to get a better look. It was an office building but there didn't seem to be anyone in there. They most likely left while the two giantesses were talking.




Tiffany sighed before turning around. Her eyes widening seeing the Boobzilla approaching her with astounding speed while laughing maniacally and grabbing Tiffany by the back of her Capri's and her panties.




"Hey! Stop! What are you doing!?" Tiffany screamed frantically trying to flail from the girl's grip but she was too strong. The girl was laughing her head off pulling out something out of her top. Turning her head, Tiffany gasped seeing her pull out about four screaming tinies.




The girl gave Tiffany a devislish grin. "I hope you enjoy 'em as much as I did!" With that, she dropped them into Tiffany's underwear and released her grip. Tiffany tried reaching for them, jittering while doing so. It felt gross and uncomfortable for the young girl. They were wiggling in there so much that it caused her to jitter frantically. She eventually lost her balance and toppled over on her back, crashing into the deserted building which exploded under her weight.




The girl was howling at this. "Hahahaha! Oh my gosh! You're sooo clumsy!"




Tiffany wasn't laughing though. Especially since she was hurting from the fall.




"Why you did you do that!" Tiffany barked.





The girl shrugged with an innocent smile. "Well, because I can." She bended over Tiffany with a menacing look. "Watcha gonna do about it, shorty?" Tiffany was going to respond but was too scared to. "Exactly. I'm bigger than you." She said, crossing her arms which made her already monstrous chest jut out more. "Way bigger than you." With that, she laughed, leaving a crying Tiffany with a underwear full of crushed tinies.

I hate her! I hate her! I'm soooo telling my mommy on her now! Tiffany was fuming as she made her way home after being harassed by the girl yet again. A smile crept on her face remembering the last time her mom came to her rescue. It was 5 years ago when her mom decided it was time for her to terrorize her first city. Her mom had brought her to City Block R, a slum of a city that had little residents and lacked the accommodations that most cities had such as taller buildings, smoother streets, etc.





She remembered how happy she was to see all the little people scurrying when they saw her eager face peering down at them. She had turned around to see her mother smiling at her, waiting for her to give her the go ahead. She nearly squealed with excitement when her mom gestured her towards the city and then she was in paradise. She remembered her first crush, a young man who became a blood stain on her hand. The way she skipped merrily in her yellow sun dress and matching flip flops, her long red hair dangling in the wind as buildings shook and people screamed all as her mom stood back and watched her with the most tender look. She was proud of her daughter.





Then something unsuspected happened. As Tiffany was kneeling down to pick up a person to see how they would feel in her grasp, as haggard man, probably in his late forties had opened his window and had took aim at Tiffany with a shot gun.




He was one of the few who could afford an apartment oppose to the numerous shacks or "gutter houses" as people called it. His floor was at the same level as Tiffany's knees plus his building was facing her. Were she to stand at her full height, the building would only reach Tiffany's stomach.




"Ow!" Tiffany yelped. Her attention was immediately drawn to her knee. There was no blood but it stung and to a five year old girl a sting like that was nothing to be taken likely.



"M-mommy!" She wailed, her eyes leaking as she ran to her mother who quickly bended over to get a closer look at her daughter.



"Sweetie, what's wrong?" She asked.



Tiffany pointed to her knee. "It hurts mommy!"




Her mother examined her knee and her face contorted into one of pure rage.




"Sweetie, stay here. I'm going to make the bad people pay for hurting you, OK?"




Her mother stomped over to the little city with a confident stride. She had a black dress that day that clung to her buxom form and revealed much of her smooth, long shapely legs as as well as her large breasts. Her hair was longer back then but still had its curliness. Regardless of these features, the only thing that that city would see and the only last thing they would see was her black leather high heel pumps.





Tiffany remembered how her mom simple walked into the city and almost everything and everyone was pulverized by her mother's footwear. Her mom had a unforgiving look on her face, her arms folded under her massive rack. Tiffany saw her mother lifted her foot and brought it down with an terrifying force causing a quake and numerous screams. Her foot came down on a apartment that barely reached her mom's knees.




Tiffany could still remember how easily her pump leveled the building as if it was made of sand. Tiffany could see smoke appearing from the city and soon, the city was in flames. When it was all over, her mother just watched it all burn, still crossed that her only daughter was hurt, the fire's light only making her face even more ghastly. Her mother took a breath although it was more of a sigh given that she hardly broke a sweat destroying the puny city. She made her way back to Tiffany who was flabbergasted by her mom's rampage.





A man who had somehow survived the destruction started running out from between Tiffany's mother's feet. His clothes was on fire and possible his skin. The pain and truama was so much for him, he could have cared less that he was walking through legs of the raging goddess that leveled his city in the first place. He was screaming bloody murder which drawn the attention of both giantesses.




For some reason, Tiffany pitied the little thing that was now homeless and burning. Just when she was going to pick it up...



BOOM!



Tiffany eeped seeing the thing being erased by her mom's pump. She twisted her pump with a disgusted look on her face. When she had lifted her foot, Tiffany could see the thing was as flat as paper, face first on the ground, and no doubt dead.




"Little bugs need to learn who's in charge here! Tiffany, sweetie, let mommy look at that knee. I'll kiss the boo-boo and make it go away, OK?"




Tiffany was so dumbstruck by what just happened that she had completely forgotten about the shot but didn't object. She saw a different side to her mother that day and City Block R had no long existed.




Tiffany gulped. If her mom would react to a little sting, what would she do if she found out she was being bullied? Suddenly, the idea of getting her mom involved didn't seem so appealing.




She rushed to her room, luckily her mom was in her own room. Tiffany undressed and untangled her hair that was a complete mess after her ordeal with the Boobzilla. She was now naked and observing her underwear. She picked up her cotton white panties with disgust.




The four tinies the girl had put in her underwear were flattened lifeless bodies. It was one thing to flatten them with her bare feet but to have them touch her bare bottom was just plain gross! Tiffany started picking them off her underwear one by one and threw the bodies in a trash bin. When she got to the third body, Tiffany noticed something. The body didn't have any blood surrounding it and it didn't look particularly flat. She placed the body on her palm.




"I know you're alive! Stop playing dead!"




The body remained still.





"Fine. I'll just drop you and see what happens."




That's when the facade was over. The thing's eyes opened. It shrieked seeing the face of its new captor. Tiffany gave it an inspection. It was a young man with messy brown hair, a black jacket with blue jeans and black sneakers. Tiffany scowled. She wasn't in the mood for this.




"STOP SCREAMING!!!"




The thing flinched upon hearing Tiffany yell at it. It started cleaning out its ears to see if it was still capable of hearing then it looked back up at Tiffany nervously. Tiffany sighed. Her mind was still on the busty blonde and even hurting this tiny didn't seem all that appetizing to her at the moment. She looked at it's pitiful form. It was shaken now, wondering what the colossal girl had in store for it.




"Look, I'm not gonna hurt you. What's your name?"




The thing was still trembling as its mouth started to move but Tiffany couldn't make out the words.




"What? Speak up. I can't hear you."




"T-thomas. M-my names T-thomas."




Tiffany smiled. "Well, my name's Tiffany and you're one lucky tiny, Thomas."




Thomas just stared up at her, still frighten but not so much as to be shaking like before. Then, he started looking around the room frantically.




"W-where's B-I mean the other girl? S-she's not here is she!? Please, don't let her take me! Please! I... where am exactly?" He said, realizing his surroundings.




Tiffany blinked a few times. "You're in my room! Boy, you must really be scared of that girl, huh?"





The guy looked back up and nodded with fear in his eyes. "She had me trapped in her top! I never thought I'd ever be scared of breasts in my entire life! God, it was so tight in there and there were other people screaming too which made it worse all while she laughed." The guy was shaken again but not because of Tiffany this time.




Tiffany yawned much to the man's shock. "Oh... uh sorry. I'm just tired." The guy shook his head with a forlorn look. "For a second I almost forgot that your one of them too. So what happens now? You're gonna kill me?" He said gaining a defiant look in his eyes as he stared up at Tiffany.





Tiffany scowled. "Hey! Didn't I say I wasn't gonna hurt you?"





"You're naked by the way." The man gestured to her chest.




Tiffany eeped as she quickly placed the man on the dresser and ran into her closest. She came out in a overgrown T-shirt with a yellow chick on it. The guy chuckled.




"You got a nice taste in clothes, I'll tell you that."




Tiffany stomped over towards the man, fuming. "I'll have you know that my mommy is gonna do the laundry soon so all of my good clothes are in the laundry room."





"Well that explains it."




Tiffany pouted. "You're pretty comfortable around me all of a sudden. You know I could just crush you now if I wanted to."




The guy shrugged. "Well, I was scared of you at first but now that I think about it, Be- I mean the other girl is much more scarier than you." That struck a nerve in Tiffany. The Boobzilla stoled her city now she's proven to be more of a threat than her? Why won't she just leave me alone?! Tiffany thought. She looked down at the small man, anger in her eyes.





Picking him up and dropping him in her palm, she poked him in the stomach with her finger. "Look, you! She's just a big boobed airhead! I'm way smarter and way cuter than she is!"




"So you weren't rampaging together?" The guy asked, confused.




"No way! Didn't you see the way she dropped you in my..." Tiffany gulped, her face flushing red with embarrassment.




The guy chuckled. "Oh, I just thought you liked that type of stuff." It was enough for Tiffany to take. The little man was forgetting who the big one was around here. She plucked the man out of her hand, holding him by the ankle. He was now hanging upside down over her mouth. The guy yelped.



"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Please don't eat me! Please!" He started begging, his voice on the verge of tears. Tiffany smiled cruelly.



"That's more like it! You better be nice to me or..." Tiffany brought the guy closer to her mouth for emphasis which still reeked from her lack of dental hygiene this morning. The guy gagged and coughed as she exhaled on him. "Now, give me a good reason why I shouldn't just eat you now." The guy just continued coughing. "OK then, down you go!"




"Wait! Don't do this! We both hate Beverly! W-we should be working together to get her to leave!" The guy shrieked. Tiffany brought the guy to her eye, turning him up right again.




"So, her name's Beverly? How do you know that?"




The guy was breathing hard after his ordeal then sighed. "Because I know her boyfriend."

Thomas was pacing back and forth on Tiffany's dresser for a while now thinking about where to begin. Tiffany's pupils traced the little man's movements. Tiffany placed her elbows on the dresser, her hands on her cheeks. "I can't believe that big meanie has a boyfriend?" Tiffany said, more to herself than to Thomas.




Thomas stopped his pacing and stared up at the redhead giantess's face. "Yeah, why'd you think she came to City Block Y in the first place?"



Tiffany's eyes bolted opened with realization. So that's why she took over my city. She averted her attention back to Thomas. "So tell me, little Thomas about this boyfriend of hers?" She said with a devious grin.




Thomas sighed. "I do I even have a choice?" Thomas was about to take a seat. Tiffany waved her hands in a gesture to stop him. "Uh... woah! woah! I'll get you something soft to sit on. Be right back." She headed to her bed where there were numerous pillows of different shapes and colors. Picking up a red heart shaped pillow, Tiffany tucked it under her arm then headed to her computer desk where she dragged the desktop chair over back towards the dresser. She dropped the pillow beside Thomas who immediately started climbing the soft fabric and took a seat. Tiffany took a seat in her own chair, smiling.




"Start from the beginning! I wanna know everything about this relationship!"




-----




I had known Zeke since high school. To say we were friends wasn't entirely true. He was more of that guy you saw in the hallways who you met at one of your classes who'd you exchange a "hey" or high-five with. He was an African-American with light brown skin and light facial hair. He always had his hair in dreads that were covered by a colorful beanie.




His shirts were usually as colorful as his beanie and he would ocassionally were flip flops with brown shorts. I guess for better words, he was a bit like a hippie. The thing that made him stand out the most though was the wooden guitar he would always bring to school. He'd play it in the hallways from time to time and boy, was he good.





He never played any songs that were popular, just simple background music. People adored him, even the teachers and the cool kids! He was also a peaceful type of guy who wouldn't hurt a soul. Then one day, it happened. I could still remember every single detail as if it had just happened yesterday. I was heading to my algebra class with my friends when we heard those dreadful tremors.




Everyone gasped. The lights started to flicker in the hallways. Then next thing we knew, the ceiling was being teared away sending debris everywhere. What was once a ceiling was now replaced by the face of a giant girl who was smiling sweetly down at us. The fire alarm went off and people were in a frenzy. I just stood there, looking up at this blonde giantess. I wouldn't be lying if I said I wasn't scared shitless but at that moment my fear was somewhat forsaken for my infatuation. The girl was really cute, that was true. Her blue eyes watched everyone with child-like curiosity her cute pink lips curled into a little grin.




My infatuation trance was broken however when I saw her massive hands pick up a guy. My panic increased seeing who it was, Turner Doorman, the quarterback of our school's football team, the Sharks. He was going mad in her grasped screaming that it was all too terrifying to watch what she would do next. I covered my head as if it would do something but I should have covered my ears and closed my eyes instead. I heard a sickening gulp followed by a feminine sigh. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where Turner was right now.




I looked back up after I heard a girl scream. Another person was being drawn to the giantess's lips. I was too scared to see who it was and also because I started moving down the halls with the rest of what was left of the crowd who were now evacuating the school. By the time I made it to the stairwell, I heard that all too familiar tune that could only be made by a guitar. Turning towards one of the halls, I saw Zeke jamming away at his guitar as if death wasn't literally looming above our heads right now. I found myself running towards him.




"Zeke! Are you crazy!? We gotta get the fuck outta here!" I said with trepidation in my voice. He shook his head, eyes closed as he jammed away. I grabbed him by his arm angrily. "Do you wanna die!? Come on, I'm getting you out of here right now!"




Zeke sighed. "Bro, you can't, like, let the wind blow you down. Sometimes you gotta fight Mother Nature and show her she doesn't always control you."




I gave him a confused look. "Mother N- look! We don't have time for this! We gotta leave."




Zeke sat down, Indian-style and continued playing. Just before I could do anything, I felt a could shiver run down my spine as if someone was watching me. Applify that stare times 100 and you get a giantess who was now focusing her eyes on both of us.




"Hi, there."




Her voiced was undescribably loud but still retained it femininity. I found myself slowly looking up at the giantess. A cold sweat ran down my back then I noticed something else. I averted my eyes to the window for just a brief second only to realize the view had been obstructed completely by a wall of tan flesh. W-were those her breasts!? And if those were her breasts, did that mean she was laying down this whole entire time!? Just how big was she!?



"Hey little guy, now's the time to be begging me for your life not jamming away on your guitar."



My eyes quickly turned to Zeke in horror and frustration. I wanted to take that thing from his hands and smash it!




"You could say what you want but you can't stop me from playing. Music is liberation, man." He said, unafraid as he continued playing.




At that moment, I thought to myself, we're gonna die...




"I certainly can stop you from playing, I'm bigger than you after all." The girl said, with a cheeky smile.




Zeke continued playing.




Everyone was quite for a second. The only noise coming from Zeke's guitar.




"Hey little man, how come you're not afraid of me like your friend there." She said pointing to me. I instantly froze like a deer at headlights.




"Why would I should fear you when I could befriend you instead." Zeke responded with a tender smile. His eyes were still closed as he continued playing.




The girl frown for the first time and that's when I thought Zeke had finally pissed her off.




"Your a strange tiny, you know that?"




"Aren't we all tiny in this vast universe of ours."




Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!




"Hmm. You know, I never thought of it like that before even though I'm still bigger than you." The girl responded.




Zeke chuckled. "Hey, a least you're happy with your role in life, sister. Most of us don't have the privilege to enjoy who we are."




The girls eyes widened with agreement. "I know, right! Its like how my mom said I should be more nicer to people but, like, mom I'm already perfect. Gosh! Like, what more do you want from me!"




Zeke nodded his head in understatement. "Sounds like my old man. Dude, says I should be a engineer like him. I told him, "Like, dude. Chill."



I was at lost at words when the girl bursted out laughing. "Yeah, like chill out!"




Zeke laughed. "Yeah, like, seriously, chill."




They were both laughing now. I don't know why I was still standing there but I guess my mind wanted to see how this would play out.




The girl wiped her eyes. "You know what? I like you. You get me."




Zeke nodded. "I feel the same way, brah. We're like kindred spirits destined to meet."




The girl had a dreamy look in her eyes. "You're so poetic. What's your name, little guy?"




Zeke was tuning his guitar. "I go by Zeke but my spirit goes by Gale."




The girl giggled but it wasn't malicious or cruel. It was genuine. "I'm Beverly but I don't have a spirit name like you."




Zeke looked up at her with a sheepish grin. "That's the great thing about spirit names, brah, you could name them whatever you like."




The girl's hand came down and I reflectively shrieked and curled up into a ball but when I looked up, she had picked up Zeke who was all too calm about it.




"That's it! You are so going to be my new boyfriend!" The girl squealed.




I couldn't see Zeke that clearly but I could make out what he said. "I would be honored."




Since that day, nothing was normal. After Beverly's rampage, school was cancelled for a month (which wasn't particularly a bad thing) until they could do repairs for the ceiling. They held a memorial service for the kids and teachers that were killed during Beverly's...Uh feeding frenzy. When we came back to school, everyone went about there day as usual and I found Zeke doing what he normally was doing, playing his guitar.



However, now that he was in a relationship with a giantess, he was treated differently. Right after school that day, I had unchained my bicycle. I didn't have the luxury of buying my own car so I had to settle for cycling but I never complained. Then, that familiar tremor started. Kids and teachers alike started screaming and doing everything they can to evacuate the premises. I could see her from a distant. Dear fuck, she was ginormous!



She walked causally, a spring to her step. Her golden blonde hair was done in a ponytail. She wore a white blouse with tight jeans that accentuated her womanly body. She wore open white toed sandals too. I watched in horror a she crushed cars, lampposts trees, and worse of all, people.




And she didn't even care...




She was coming towards the front of the school where people were still trying to get away. I was in the front of the school but on the very right side so I could see all the commotion easily. I gasped seeing Anna Edwards, the girl in my Spanish Class rush out the doors, screaming. I had a crush on her I'll admit but what had happened next made me see the word "crush" in a different view.




BOOM!




Beverly's sandal cladded foot extinguished Anna before she even got a chance to react. My body started trembling and I felt my eyes water but I couldn't look away. I looked up at the girl. She was so huge that up close, her body almost seemed like it faded into the skies itself. I could only make out her long legs and massive rear but upon estimation, I could tell the entire school could barely reach her knees! She started bending down, sitting on her knees with a eager grin on her face.




"Gale sweetie, are you in there?" Her voice boomed.




After a minute, Zeke came out. Beverly's grin grew wider as she lowered her hand. Zeke was about to step on it when he stopped and turned around. "Its cool everyone. She's my new girlfriend. She won't hurt you." In a few seconds, the doors bursted open and everyone that was still inside the school started running out like a stampede pass Beverly's legs. Zeke finally stepped on her palm.




I dared to walk closer despite myself but I had to hear what Zeke would say. Beverly was rubbing his head tenderly like one would do to a Dumbo rat.




"So, how was school?" Beverly asked, eagerly.




"It was all good, Beauty." That must be her spirit name, I thought. Her palm was obscuring my view of Zeke but I could tell from his voice that he was smiling.




"Oh, everything is good with you!" She said, rolling her eyes with mocked annoyance but she still retained her grin.




"So where should we fly to today?" He said.




Beverly was pondering what he said, hand on her chin. "Hmm. Wanna come to my house and watch a movie?"




"You got it, brah. As long as there's no animal cruelty in it, I'm game."




I saw them walk off leaving me wondering what the fuck was happening.




It went on like this everyday. Everyone started giving Zeke nervous stares as he played his music, they even gave him money when he played which was something he never asked for before. People moved out of his way a he walked down the halls and even in our History class, Mrs. Gardens gave him a A+ on that crazy hard test we got last week. Not even Laura, the smartest girl in our class got an A+ but she sure as hell didn't complain.




I spotted Zeke at lunch that day sitting at a table by himself sighing. My friends beckoned me to sit with them but I turned them down. I went over to Zeke's table.




"Hey, where's your buddies from band class? Don't they usually sit with you?" I asked taking a seat.




Zeke sighed, taking a lazy bite out of a potato wedge. "They don't sit here anymore, dude."




"Its because of Beverly, huh?"




He nodded. "But you know what, bro? I love Beauty too much to care anymore. The currents may be rough but the rocks keep standing."




I chuckled. "Well, you could always talk to me about anything, man."




Zeke gave me a grin. "Thanks, bro. You're one chill dude."




Eventually the years went by and we all graduated. Both me and Zeke moved out of town to dorm at the college in City Block Y. We didn't really move in together, it was more of a coincidence. We weren't in the same dorms either but I would see him around sometimes and we would exchange "heys" just like in high school. The fact that Beverly didn't visit told me they broke up but then Zeke stopped me one day while I was jogging around the campus.




"Dude, Thomas. Could you not tell anyone about Beauty right now?" He told me. So he was getting ashamed of his girlfriend? About time. That's what I thought until he smiled. "I want it to be a surprise."

Tiffany was sighing dreamily when Thomas had finished the story. Her elbow was on the dresser, her hand on her cheek as she stared into space. "Wow. They sound like a cute couple."




Thomas gave her a confused look. She just threaten to eat me moments ago, how could she get so gushy over that? He thought. Tiffany eventually broke out of here trance and regarded the little guy on her dresser with devious a grin. Thomas found himself looking up at her, nervously. Oh, no. This doesn't look good. He thought.




Tiffany lowered her face closer, her head casting a shadow over Thomas's form. To him, it was like staring up a giant billboard only this particular "billboard" was lively and deadly. Thomas found himself covering up his head, awaiting whatever this girl was gonna do to him but to his surprise, he felt his back being rubbed gentle. He slowly uncoiled his arms to see Tiffany smiling down at him sweetly.




"You did good, Lil' Tommy. Now all we gotta do is find this Zeke guy of yours."




Thomas shook his head. "It's pointless trying to convince Zeke to ask Beverly to move out since she came. Apparently they've been keeping in touch by phone all this time and she's been waiting for the moment to final visit him at our college."

Tiffany was pondering something. "Wait, if you know Zeke, how come she stuffed you in her shirt?"



Thomas gulped, looking at the floor, indignantly. "Ever since she started hanging around Zeke again, Zeke changed. He started becoming indifferent whenever Beverly destroyed property or killed people. He just started to condone it all and..."

Tiffany stopped him. "Woah! Woah! Woah! Your using too many big words!"

Thomas sighed. "He basically stopped caring if Beverly killed anyone."

"Oh."

Thomas balled his fists. "She just came on campus one day and started stuffing people into her shirt. I didn't see Zeke that day either but if I did, he might have stopped her from at least pick me up."

Tiffany nodded. "Hmm. So you've been in the city for a while, right?"

"Yeah?"

"So, did you ever heard about me in the news?" She asked, eagerly.

Thomas shook his head. "I don't watch the news often but I've heard people talk about a giantess causing destruction in City Block Y before Beverly came around. I'm guessing that's you?"

Tiffany puffed out her chest with a prideful grin. "Yup! That's me!"

Thomas started trembling hard all of a sudden. "Why?" He said in a hushed voice.

Tiffany noticed this and gave him a quizzical look. "Wha-?"

"Why are you so proud of that?! Don't you have any remorse for killing people like us?!" Thomas yelled.

Tiffany just shrugged. "But you're tinies. Your lives aren't really that important."

Thomas gritted his teeth, looking up at his captor with fire in his eyes. For a moment, Tiffany became scared and even backed up a little.

"Are lives aren't important?! We have hopes and dreams like any of you! We love and we want to be loved! We cry, we laugh, we get happy, we get mad, we get sad, and you got the nerve to say are lives aren't important?! How many people have you snuffed out because you thought they weren't important?!"

Tiffany was taken back but the tinies outburst, her face in shock of what he just said. "But why should we care? Your still smaller than us."

"So does that make killing us right?!"

"Sure it does. Your smaller and we're bigger."

"Do you here yourself right now?! You haven't justified why it's right to kill sentient beings like yourselves!"

"I said stop using big words!"

"Well, too bad! Use a fucking dictionary or something!"

Tiffany snatched the little man up in a swift motion and brought his tiny form to her face, here expression crossed. Thomas had only a minute to process his situation before Tiffany lowered him on the carpet floor and raising her foot over him. Thomas screamed as the foot descended on him and pushed his body flat on the floor. His eyes widened when he realized he wasn't dead but rather that he was viciously pinned to the floor by the wait of Tiffany's foot and that there was an extremely putrid odor entering his nose.

"Uh...uh...Aaahhh!" Thomas wailed trying his best to wiggle out from under the sole and to escape the repugnant scent. It didn't help any that he was upright and that perspiration from Tiffany's sole was entering his mouth and nose. Tiffany could feel the tiny wiggling under there and mean smile crossed her face.

Feeling meaner, Tiffany dragged the little man across the soft fabric of the carpet as she made her way to her bed to sit down. His wails were muffled slightly but she could tell they were getting louder as she dragged him across the carpet.

When she finally made it to the bed, Tiffany lifted her foot up. Thomas was gasping for breath like a fish out of water. His body was covered in a thin layer of sweat. "Now, your gonna stop being mean to me for good. Just because you know where Zeke is doesn't mean I won't crush you." Tiffany wiggled her toes for emphasis. "It can't be too hard to find a college online." She said, gesturing to her computer on her desk.

"I want you to say, " Sorry, Tiffany for being so mean to you. Your the most cutest, most awesome girl ever. Then, I want you to kiss my toe."

Thomas was still trying to recuperate from his ordeal but Tiffany was growing impatient. She nimbly bended her big toe where it slowly descended on Thomas's head. When it finally made contact with Thomas's head, he instantly woke up, his arms and legs started flopping everywhere. He screamed in pain feeling the weight of Tiffany's single toe start the process of crushing his skull.

"I'm waiting."

"Urg...Gah! T-tiffany I'm sorry for being...Gah! So mean to you...your the cutest, most awesome girl ever!" Thomas choked out.

Tiffany lifted her toe up and placed it in front of him. "Start kissing." She said with a wicked grin. Thomas started staggering towards her foot and kissed her big toe in rapid successions. When he was done, he fell over on his back exhausted. Tiffany got on her knees to examine him closely and see if she didn't hurt him too much. Sure she could have killed him already and search for the college but it would be much easier for Thomas to lure Zeke out.

She could see he was still breathing, rather hard. Her gargantuan body eclipsed his tiny form as she smiled at him. "I'll let you rest for now but tonight, we're gonna kidnap Zeke."

---
Tiffany had taken a nap that evening in order to have the energy to pull of the kidnapping. She had woke up at 11:09. Turning on her lamp, she opened her drawer to find Thomas still sleeping.

"Hey, wake up." She said, nudging the little man with her pinky.

Thomas started to stir from his slumber and groaned. Tiffany giggled. His ordeal with her foot early had tired him out. When he was fully awake, he looked up to see his captor staring down at him, the dim light from the lamp illuminating her cheery smile. Thomas on the other hand, was anything but cheery.

"Well we better go! My mommy brought up my clothes while you were in here sleeping so now I could show you my nicer clothes." She said with a smirk.

Thomas was above trying to upset the girl after what had happened early but that didn't mean he couldn't express his opinion. "Tiffany, I'm not saying your plan is bad but maybe we should think this through."

Tiffany tilted her head with a confused look on her face. "Whaddya mean?"

"I mean there's the possibility that Beverly could be in City Block Y right now as we speak and that we might not find Zeke in his dorms. I've seen him go out a few times at night to who-knows-where."

Tiffany stared at him for a few seconds. "But I wanna do this now!" She whined.

Thomas sighed. As big as she was, she was just a kid at the end of the day. "OK, fine. But just know everything won't go according to your plan."

Tiffany grinned. "Don't worry, since that bully came to the city in the day, what's the point of her coming again at night?"

Thomas pondered that. "I guess... But that doesn't mean she won't come back tonight."

Tiffany shrugged. "If she does, I'll make a run for it. With boobs like hers, how fast can she really be?" She said, groping air in front of her chest to imitate breasts.

"OK. I just hope this works..."

After sneaking out of Tiffany's window, they had made it through the portal. Thomas had protested going through it in fear that his body would some how be disintegrated by the dimensional travel but when Tiffany ignored him and went through, he was shocked to find out he was fine.

"Woah! How come I'm still alive?" He asked Tiffany, looking himself over as they made their way to the city.

Tiffany was holding him in her right hand. She gave him a strange look. "What are you talking about?"

"My body should have been torn apart by the dimensional travel. I know that giantesses could survive it but I didn't think humans could."

Tiffany shrugged. "I've seen a squirrel come through it and it died. Maybe it doesn't hurt things that could talk and think?"

Thomas was thinking it over. "Well now that I think about it, I did tell you how Beverly invited Zeke over to her house but it still doesn't have any logic to it! How could a dimensional rift specifically kill non sapient organisms as oppose to sapient ones?"

Tiffany gave him an annoyed look. "Why are you asking ME this?! I'm only ten!"

"Oh...right. Sorry."

They had finally made it to City Block Y. Giving that it was a city, it was still bustling even at this hour. Tiffany admired the little city (along with the screams) now that it was lit up so bright at night. Sure she had been up late with her mom to see the city before but that was only on their world. Seeing it from a miniature point of view was bringing out a desire in Tiffany to really go berserk.

"Hey, Tiffany! Earth to Tiffany!" Thomas called up from her palm.

"Wah! Oh, I was just spacing out." She responded.

"I was just asking you if you could put me on your shoulder. I bet your hand is tired."

Tiffany gave the little man a smirk. "Aw, are you worried about me Lil' Tommy? That's so sweet!" She plucked the little man out of her hand and placed him on her right shoulder.
"Hold on my hair if you don't want to fall, OK?"

Thomas did just that. Tiffany's long hair was flowing down her back without any bands to keep it in a specific style. Before she left, she gave it a nice brush to keep it straight and even brushed her teeth before showering. As promised, she decided to wear her nicer clothing to impress Thomas. She wore a red plaid knee length skirt with black leggings and red bowtie shoes. She wore a white T-shirt that was covered by a rather expensive looking black spring jacket with fancy silver zippper pockets. To say Tiffany couldn't dress was an understatement.

Tiffany adjusted her skirt a little before looking at her little passenger. "So, Thomas, still think I can't dress?" She said, glancing over at the little man on her shoulder with a cocky smile.

Thomas shook his head with a smile and then whistled. "Nope. You proved me wrong. You look cute. Now if only you were nine years older..."

Tiffany beamed. "Do I really look cute?"

Thomas nodded. "You sure do."

That made Tiffany feel good. Sure she's been complimented by boys in the past but usually it was because she scared them into telling her what she wanted to hear. This time, it was a genuine compliment that didn't involve scare tactics.

"So, where's the campus?" Tiffany asked.

"Let's see. Could you slow down please so I could determine where we are?"

Tiffany did just that as Thomas stood up on her shoulder while looking around.

"OK, we just keep going down 40th Street then we make a right at Malbury Avenue."

Tiffany stratched her head, embarrassed. "I-I don't really pay attention to your streets."

"Ok. No problem. You could just put me and follow me."

The Collins University was no doubt a huge campus consisting of different building. The tallest buildings however, only came up to Tiffany's thighs. The kids who were still outside scrambled and screamed seeing the young redhead giantess approach much to Tiffany's delight.

"OK, I'm gonna go to the dorms to see if Zeke's there. If he isn't, we could check the local restaurants that are still open. If he's isn't in any of them, then there's a chance Beverly took him to her house. Please, don't hurt anyone while I'm gone, OK?" Thomas said.

Tiffany nodded with a smile on her face. "Don't worry, Lil' Tommy, you put me in a good mood so I won't do anything."

Thomas returned the smile. "Cool, thanks. Be back in a few." He said before racing off to the dorms.

He couldn't have known that Tiffany had her fingers crossed behind her back...

---



Time for some fun! Tiffany thought with a vile grin on her face. Crouching down on her all fours, Tiffany began her search for any lingering tinies. To Tiffany's surprise, the whole outside campus including the parking lots and running tracks were so big, that Tiffany could move around freely without crushing anything.





She had spotted a small bench table with a vending machine next to it. She reached for the vending machine, picking it up with ease. Using her index finger, Tiffany smashed the window open with a flick, then tilted the vending machine slightly so that the glass could fall out before turning the thing over to let the little snacks fall into her open maw.





Once the thing was frisked of all of its snacks, she tossed it over her shoulder casually where it made a horrible crashing noise. "Hmm... Chocolate and chips. Doritos Maybe? Ugh! The wrappers take away the flavor..." She said as she chewed nonchalantly. Swallowing, Tiffany decided to leave the area only to stop when she heard a whimper coming from under the table bench.





Tiffany lowered herself with an small smile on her face. She had to hear this!





"Oh my God! She's still here!" The frantic whispers sounded like a female.





"Shhh! She'll here you!" Another female.





Tiffany heard enough. All it took was a pinch from her fingers to lift the table bench from the ground and Tiffany was rewarded with the high pitch screams only girls could make. Giggling, Tiffany sent the table bench crashing to the floor a few feet from the now trembling girls who were looking up at her in terror. The crash was loud enough to make both girls flinch.





Tiffany positioned herself on her knees, then leaned closed to the duo. "So, you thought you could hide, huh?" Tiffany said, with a smirk on her face. One of the girls broke down, sobbing while the other tried to comfort her. Tiffany squinted a little using the lamp posts for illumination. They were both Indian. Lithe little things too and very pretty.




Tiffany's fingers came in to pluck the crying one of the ground. Her friend screamed trying to grab her but it proved effortless when she to was hoisted into the air with her crying friend. Tiffany's smile only got wider seeing the two flailing and yelling between her thumb and forefinger.





"Tiffany!"




Tiffany's eyes widened. It was Thomas! Tiffany groaned in irritation. Why is he back so fast?! I wanted to play some more! Glancing back at the duo, Tiffany decided to but them down until a thought crossed her mine. Looking down at her leggings, Tiffany gave a small chortle. "Sorry, we're gonna have to play later little ones." She said pulling the fabric of both leggings and dropping one girl in the left one and one in the right one. Their little bulged outlines started squirming immediately but due to how tight the leggings were on Tiffany's legs, their movements were limited.






Tiffany patted the two lumps with a content smile before turning herself around. Sure enough, it was the little man himself, sweating and panting profusely. "He's... not... he's not at his dorm..." Thomas said between breaths. Tiffany shrugged. "No worries. Let's go check the restaurants like you said." She said. Thomas nodded. "Hey, could you move aside please, I wanna get something from the vending machine." He said.





Tiffany gave him a small grin. "Oh, sorry. I ate everything in it." She said.





"You what?!" Thomas said, with a cross look on his face.





Tiffany rolled her eyes, sighing. "Oh come on! I didn't hurt anyone, did I? Isn't that what matters?"




Thomas shook his head, sighing. "Let's just get outta here and find Zeke."




---
After checking the two only diners that were open, they came to the conclusion that Zeke was with Beverly after all. Now Tiffany was outside of one of those diners, allowing Thomas to get something to eat. Tiffany was toying with an unoccupied Chevy, poking the thing to see if anyone was in there. She quickly placed it back down when she saw Thomas coming down the street.





"Well that was fast. I thought you were gonna eat in there." Tiffany said.





Thomas shook his head. "I was but I was a dollar short. Damn. And we were at my dorm too. Don't worry, we'll just have to head back." Tiffany huffed. "Like heck we will!" With that, she plucked Thomas of the street and made her way to the diner in two steps.





"Tiffany, please! It's not a big deal! Please! I don't want you hurting anyone!"





"Shush, you!"





Tiffany stood over the relatively puny diner. It was a bit smaller than Tiffany's shoes so crushing it wouldn't be a problem. "Hey! I want the manager to come out right now and if he doesn't in the next two minutes, I'm gonna flatten this place!" Tiffany yelled.





Thomas was in Tiffany's left palm going mad with anxiety but she had cupped her hand to keep the little man from protesting. It only took a couple of seconds for a overweight balding Caucasian man wearing an apron to slowly come out.




"W-What do you want?" He asked in a quivering voice.





Tiffany smirked. "I want a free meal for my friend here." She said, uncoiling her hand to reveal Thomas. Thomas, now free shook his head profusely. "No! No! No free meal! We were just leaving." Thomas said quickly.




Tiffany narrowed her eyes. "You better order something right now!" Tiffany growled. Thomas gulped. He didn't want to get on Tiffany's bad side again. "I-l'll have a burger with some fries." He said nervously to the equally nervous manager below him. "Make it to go please." He said with an after thought.





The man nodded so hard, it seemed like his head would have fallen off. "Betty! Give me a Number 35 to go! Make it quick!" He yelled with dread in his voice. When the order was complete, the manager handed the bagged food to a Thomas that was lowered by Tiffany's hand. Tiffany glared at the man who instantly gulped.





"What? No drink?" She said.





"Tiffany..." Thomas begged. Her glare was trained on him now and he instantly got the message.





"A Coke, please."




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Thomas sat on Tiffany's palm, holding the bag of food, awkwardly. He knew he couldn't go back to that diner every again. He sighed. "Ya know, that really wasn't nesessary." He said looking up at a humming Tiffany who was moving. She stopped looking down at her tiny passenger and scoffed with a offended look. "What?! I got you a free meal! The least you could do is thank me."





"You can't just threaten people smaller and weaker than you to get what you want! Its not right!" Thomas responded.





Tiffany pouted. "Of course I can! I do it all the time!"





"You didn't like it when Beverly chased you out of the city, did you? She made you feel weaker, didn't she? And she did it because she was bigger than you. Don't you think we feel the same way?"





Tiffany was silent for a while. Thomas sighed. "Look, I know you meant well back there and I guess I could thank you for looking out for me but please from now on, at least think about what you do to us smaller people."





Tiffany gave Thomas a stoic look that made Thomas nervous then her face broke into a small grin. "OK, Thomas. You know, I kind of like having you around." Thomas gave her a genuine smile. "And I like being around you too, Tiffany. " He stared at the bag of food in front of him. He didn't eat anything from it yet but felt his stomach growl. "I guess there's no point in waisting this." He said, taking out the burger and taking a bite out of it.




Tiffany beamed. He looks so cute when he eats, she thought. Looking up, Thomas noticed the goofy grin on her face. "What's so funny?" He asked. Tiffany shook her head. "Nothing. Keep eating, don't mine me." Thomas gave her a quizzical look before giving a slight laugh. "Your a strange kid, you know that? Well, since we couldn't find Zeke, I guess I'll head back to my dorm and see you tomorrow."






Tiffany frowned. "What are you talking about?" She asked.





Thomas laughed. "You didn't think I was going to come back home with you, did you? Tiffany, I got my own dorm that I live in. I can't live with you." He said.





Tiffany wasn't laughing though. "No, I'm taking you home. Your gonna live with me for now on."





Thomas felt a chill run down his spine. "OK, haha, very funny Tiffany, but seriously, could you put me down? I'll walk back." Tiffany continued walking to the only destination that was the portal. "Tiffany. Tiffany! You can't do..." Thomas didn't get to finish as he was dropped into Tiffany's jacket pocket.

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It took Thomas a while to get his bearings after the initial shock of what just happened. If he wasn't so livid right now, he may have almost found it humorous to be dropped inside a giant pencil case after being fished out of a giant pocket. Now here he was, in the dark confines of the school supply with two other girls who were sobbing quietly.





She's... she's such a brat sometimes! Thomas thought angrily. He got up kicking the case. "Tiffany! This isn't a game! Let us out right now!" He yelled, kicking the case a few more times. "Stop playing around! Tiffany, let us out! You better not be sleeping!"





"You...you know her name?"






Thomas turned his head to where the voice had spoken. He could make out the two outlines in the dark, one that was now beginning to stand up while the other was still sitting. 





"Oh, uh...yeah. Um, hold on." Thomas responded, reaching into his pocket to pull out his cellphone. With a tap of the Torch app, their umbral cell was lit with a white light. The girl standing up squinted a bit from the light while her comrade had her head in her arms, knees arched up, silently crying. "Oh, sorry." Thomas apologized, redirecting the light from the girls.





Now that he could see them, Thomas found himself gawking at the two but mostly at the one standing. She was quite pretty. The girl had a small cute face with caramel skin that suggested she was possibly of Guyanese descendant. Her face however, seemed stained with dried tears. She wore an aqua colored sports jacket with skinny jeans of a lighter shade of blue and a pair of black sneakers. Her long jet black hair was done in a ponytail and by the looks of it, seemed wet and messy with a few strands out of place. Her adorable black eyes examined Thomas with confusion as to how he could know the name of the monster that had just "foot raped" her and her friend moments ago.





Thomas gave her a nervous smile, scratching the back of his. "Yeah, um I guess you could say me and Tiffany are friends. Kind of." This caught the attention of the girl still sitting who lifted her head and gave Thomas an appalled look while her friend did the same. Oh, crap. Thomas thought. Maybe I shouldn't have said anything.






The girl standing up narrowed her eyes at him and before Thomas knew it, she was up in his face. "How could you be friends with that... that monster! She just kidnapped us and started... started rubbing her foot on us! Wait, I get it now. You told her to kidnapped us!" The girl fumed.




"What?!" Thomas exclaimed.




The girl huffed in disbelief. "It all makes sense now. Only a stupid, perverted guy like you would have some giant little girl kidnap women for his own pleasure!"





Thomas could not believe this! "But...!"





"How long have you been doing this?!"





"But I..."





"How did you even manipulate her in the first place?!"





"Wait..."





The girl sitting down got up with fear and hate in her eyes. "Oh my God! What type of sicko are you?! Do you have any idea what your "friend" put us through just now! Where were you anyways?" She said angrily, quoting "friend" with her fingers.





"Probably watching the whole thing from the top of her dresser somewhere!" Her friend suggested with disgust in her voice.





"Wait! Now hold up!"




"Eww! Did you get off on that!?" The girl that was sitting, accused, stepping back in revulsion.




"Enough! I didn't tell her to kidnap you and I'm not a pervert! If I was working with her, how come I'm in here with you two?! Use your heads!" Thomas barked.





The two girls skeptical stares started to faded at that. Thomas sighed. "Look, for all it's worth, I'm sorry she kidnapped you. She actually kidnapped me too although that's not how we met." Thomas said, blushing slightly. He didn't want to bring up how Beverly had dropped him in Tiffany's panties, causing their fateful encounterment, espically after being called a pervert by the pair. "She took a liking to me and I started realizing she wasn't all bad. She's was just raised to not care about people smaller than her, people like us. We got into a argument after she kidnapped me and here I am with you." 




His voice sounded sincere enough. The girl with the ponytail placed her hands on her mouth with regret in her eyes. Her friend looked just as guilty. "Oh my... oh my God. I am so sorry..." She said.




Her friend started walking closer. "Your... Your telling the truth, aren't you?" She said.




"Yes!" Thomas barked, with a defensive look on his face.




The girl with the ponytail started holding her face as a sharp sob escaped her. "I'm so sorry! W-we're just tired and scared!" She bawled.





Thomas felt his heart sink hearing her cry so hard. Tiffany, what have you done? He thought. "Don't worry. Everything will be fine. Like I said, she likes me and I know she'll listen to me, too. Tiffany might be big and destructive but she's still a just little girl who just needs guidance." 





The girl with the ponytail looked up and sniffed. Her friend had put her arm around her shoulder in a comforting manner. "We're sorry again for accusing you." The girl with the ponytail said.





Her friend gave him an apologetic smile. "Yeah, we're sorry. Your so brave."





Thomas blushed stratching his head with a bashful laugh. "Well, yeah, I guess. Um, my names Thomas by the way."




The girl with the ponytail wiped her eyes, smiling. "Mildred." She said.






"I'm Anika." Said the other girl. Now that she was standing up, Thomas could make her out better. She was just as pretty as Mildred with a smooth face and a bit of pointy nose but it did nothing to make her any less attractive. She had caramel skin and long black hair too except hers wasn't bounded by anything, falling down her back. Her jacket was brown, leather and expensive looking and unlike Mildred, hers was opened, revealing a glamorous peach colored sweater with a small pink scarf around her neck. She was wearing tight jeans like Mildred and adorning her feet were brown designer boots with flat heels. 






Anika gave Thomas a look as if inspecting him somehow. "Wait, you actually look familiar. Have I seen you somewhere before?" Thomas shrugged. She continued scrutinizing him until the realization hit her. "Oh, wait! Haven't I seen you around campus at the Collins University?" She said with a raised brow.





Thomas eyes widened at this. "Wait, you go to Collins? Both of you?" He said looking at Mildred.






They both nodded. "I thought you looked familiar but with all that had happened, I wasn't thinking about it." Anika admitted.





"That's great!" Mildred chirped in. "What major are you studying?"






"Graphic design. It's my second semester." Thomas said. "What about you guys?"






"Criminal Justice and it's my second year too." Mildred replied.






"I'm studying Psychology, first year." Anika said.





"So, are you two like sisters?" Thomas asked.





Anika sighed, shaking her head. "No, just friends. Everyone says that."






Thomas face palmed himself. "God! I'm so sorry, I was just wondering, you know?"





Mildred laughed. "No, it's fine really. We're use to it."





Suddenly, there was an audible growling noise. It took Thomas a second to realize it was coming from Anika, more so, her stomach.




Anika blushed in embarrassment. "S-Sorry! I didn't eat much today."





"Anika! I told you that you should start eating a bit more!" Mildred reprimanded.




"Hey! I'm on a strict diet, you know that!" Anika lashed back.




Mildred threw her hands in the air in agitation. "Well, this is just great. That girl doesn't seem like she's coming back anytime soon to take us out."




"Oh, it's not like I had "getting kidnapped by some giant" on my agenda, Mil!"




"Don't start with me!"




Thomas watched the girls bicker for a good twenty seconds before forcefully coughing to make his presences known. Both girls stopped their quarreling and stared at him, almost annoyed. Reaching into his jacket pocket, he pulled out a paper bag. It was the food he got for free after Tiffany "negotiated" with the manager. He wasn't much of a big eater so there was still a large piece of the burger and a couple of fries. 




"I still have some food from early. Please help yourself." He said. "I'm just glad I finished my soda before Tiffany threw me in her pocket." He chuckled. He nearly jumped when Anika snatched the bag from his hand. Pulling out the burger, Anika quickly started wolfing down the thing. "Oh my God... Thank you...so much, Thomas." She said, between bites.



Mildred shook her head. "Pathetic. Simply pathetic. What would you do if Thomas wasn't here? Hmm?" She said, but felt herself smiling, knowing that her friend now had food in her belly. 



"No problem! I'm just glad I could be useful!" Thomas replied, watching Anika devoured the burger. He watched as her delicate mouth tore the thing hungrily and watched as she swallowed. To Thomas own surprise, he found her eating it was actually kinda sexy. Woah, she most have been real hungry, He thought with a bit of excitement. Anika grabbed a handful of fries and stuffed them in her mouth, her cheeks puffing out as she masicated the oily food and swallowed the potatoe-y goodness only to reach in and grab another handful and eat them as well. Thomas gulped, felling an erection stir in his southern region. Dear fuck, she's just going all out!






When Anika was done, she let out a belch, much to her embarrassment. "Oops. Excuse me!" She said covering her mouth. That was enough to wet Thomas. What the fuck is wrong with me? He thought.




"Thomas, you OK? Sorry, I ate it all."




Thomas snapped out of his trance. "Oh, uh, no problem! Really, I was full anyways."




"Your such a pig." Mildred teased.





Anika stuck her tongue out at her. Thomas eyes bulged seeing the pink muscle extended.




"Anyways, we should all get some sleep." Mildred said. 





Anika nodded. "Yeah, thanks again, Thomas! It was really good." She said, smiling at him. Thomas returned the smile only more nervously. Turning off the Torch, Thomas took a spot farthest from where the girls were and tried to make himself comfortable.





Jesus, I really am a pervert...

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