Story begains: New York, 9/11. Their is a woman that is young and smart. She was always the first to answer a question. Her hair was black with blue eyes. Wears a heart necklace which the man stole from her. She was trusting and had fallen in love.Their is a man in his mid twenties that abused and abandoned young pretty women. He kept it a secret. He was dating a pretty women. They were on a date and everything was going fine for the two of them until they went out to eat. He asked for sex but she told him she was not in the mood. He took her to the bathroom and raped her! She bled in her virgina from him doing it to hard to hurt her!

When she went home she bound revenge. She took a growth pill and grew until she was bigger than a skyscraper. Then she headed right for him.

Meanwhile he was in a skyscraper on the 13th floor. He was taking his lunch break. He put his head down when all of a sudden the ground beguan to shake. He thought he was imanging it when all of the sudden he heard screaming in the distance. He got up and saw poeple running and screaming in the streets. He heard a crash as a car was thrown at a building near by( twin tower 1). The shaking was getting louder when he looked up he was in terror who he saw.

She was angry and destroying the city when a growl escaped her stomach so she grabbed a train filled with poeple and swallowed it right up. Then she spot him staring at her and had an idea! As she made her way over she would step on the poeple. He watched as she tore the sky scraper exposing him to her. She took him and put him in her pussy. Then she began to cause more destruction. She found a nice blue convertable and picked it up. She ate the poeple inside as she turned the convertable upside down. Meanwhile he was getting covered in her cumm. She took him out after the convertable was empty and put him in her mouth. She began to suck and swallowed the cumm of him than spit him out. Then she put him in the convertable and pulled the engine out so she could control the car. She gave a smile as she played with him in revenge. She saw the fear in his eyes and enjoyed it. She got another idea. She went to his favorite place to eat and lifted her foot. He begged her to stop but she did not listen to him. And she destroyed it. Killing everyone inside. Then she went to his place and picked up his car and threw it at his house. His house went in flames. She than put him in her mouth and played with him by sucking on him. She took him out of her mouth and then something cought her eye as she looked at a horse. She told him im so hungry i can eat a horse and ate it. She poped him back in her mouth and countiuned to play with him. Then the milaritary showed up and this angered the giantess she picked up a tank and turned towards another just as it fired making them both explode. To the giantess the blast was startling but felt like a papercut. In the corner of her eye, the giantess spots the mans new wife! The wife see's her husband in the giantess mouth and gets a shiver down her back. The man begged the giantess to spare her. The giantess expected that he was cheating on her when they were dating. As the giantess approach her, a tank fired and hit her in the back getting her angrier. A tank moved under the giantess's virgina and was almost ready to fire when the giantess had her period covering the tank in the liquid. The man in the tank was shocked. The liquid drowned the man almost killing him. Then she took the man out of her mouth. She was thinking '' What a nice meal i shall have''. Lets have more fun first. She said "You make a nice toy to play with. Awwwww dont be scared, you have to admit its at least a little fun. You get the full package with me. And its a nice view to see me naked right".

Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now, her beautiful body being clad in
naught but a skimpy black thong
which showed off her more than
generous amount of ass-flesh; she
literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the
mortals below, when juxtaposed to
the pathetic town of Chatham.
Katelyn strode to the main street of
the pitiful town, each sexy step
showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet
sent shockwaves through the
cracking pavement of the streets.
Her feet made peoples eyes water
profusely and their stomachs retch
immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her
rotten flip-flops were washing the
streets with an odor that was
beyond foul. People who tried to run away,
because they were too close to her
monolithic feet, were quickly and
nonchalantly snapped up by her
toes when she was merely taking a
step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care,
too far removed as she is from such
petty concerns of non-entities, as
the pitiful souls were slowly churned
apart and ground up in the foul,
toxic wasteland that was the area between her massive, sweating
toes, and her grime smeared soles
of her flip-flops. Before long, the
people had simply been turned into
indistinct piles of toe-jam, spilling
out of the grime and filth factory that are Katelyn’s feet and toes.
Forms that had once been people
had been so swiftly turned into
masses of toe-sludge, melted away
into a sea of sweat and toe-ooze
spouting from between the hideously foul valleys of each toe,
those areas that are completely
barren and devoid of mercy and
anything not suiting the continual
production of Katelyn’s all-
consuming, all-penetrant, foot by- products. Each one was now just a
shifting, morphic monument
composed of rotten sediments and
transmuted debris, dedicated to the
irresistable process that relieved
them of their pitiful mortal-coils, and brought them into harmony with
what they truely were – merely
materials to be used and molded by
Katelyn’s divine body, as however
her moulding, halitosis-spewing feet
saw fit. No consciousness of it was experienced by Katelyn herself –
she dwells on a much higher plane,
too far removed from such trite
things, no the decision is relegated
to her raunchy, punishing feet – the
mediators between a Goddess such as Katelyn and this lower world in
which we dwell, and a vessel to
enact her divine wrath upon the
worthless mites populating this
plane. Indiscriminate and merciless her feet
are, the reaper of a harvest, as
child, elderly, or any other was
sucked into the gravity of her cyclopean feet. The ones who managed to barely escape had no time to even scream at what was happening to their loved ones, so concerned they were at saving
themselves, and convinced to their
bones at the futility of trying to
save any who were “chosen” by the magnificent wisdom of Katelyn’s
filth-encrusted feet. And those were
snatched up barely had any time to
scream themselves, though many
managed to properly prepare
themselves as sacrifices by doing so, as they would quickly see others
who had only briefly arrived before
themselves being transformed by
this arch-odious, terrifying process
of abysmal stink and disgust. These
“chosen” ones would see their own fate happening before them, and
only milliseconds later be thrust
headfirst between Katelyn’s hungry
toes, expulsing fumes of
unimaginable stink from the
seemingly never ending process. They were then ritually cleansed by
being baptized completely in the
lakes of her tepid foot sweat, with
the air only being a medium to
transport the dank, humid
heaviness of Katelyn’s roving stench. Then, following the gyrating
motion of her earthshaking
footsteps, the anointed are hurled
into the deepest, slimiest recesses
of her toe-valleys, and literally line
the walls in that stinking-Sheol as the piles of toe jam, made from
others like themselves, surge and
froth beneath and above them,
piling into their open mouths in
answer to their wailing, quickly
obliterating them and any infantile notions they might have held of
escape. The divine makes no mistake
– the process could not be stopped
until Katelyn would perhaps
someday deign it to be so, if she
ever even could notice these pathetic whisps of flesh being
munched to pieces in the swampy-
hell of which her feet held absolute
dominion. Her feet literally drained
the people of color and life – her
feet literally ate them alive and spit them back out as testaments to the awe-inspiring power of Katelyn Goodrich, as this was only a hint at
her true power, after all, if this was
a unconscious process on her part
(yet conscious for her magnificent and fiendish feet, which truly had a
consciousness of their own – two
partners in crime) then imagine if
she was actually attempting to do
this, and focused all of her attention
upon it? The world would never smell the same again… But what was even worse smelling,
by far, was the series of seemingly
near-endless farts exploding from
Katelyn’s ass. One after the other
they sounded off in succession,
with each being more potent and raunchy than the last – a
concatenation of frothy sounding
farts, wet and crackly at the same
time. People on the streets were
already vomitting from the now-
poisoned air, because Katelyn’s farts were displacing the once pure
mountain air with her bodies own
toxic by-products – farts that were
hot and wet, the air slowly invading
peoples lungs and coating them
with an awful film of ass-gass.

Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now,
her beautiful body being clad in
naught but a skimpy black thong
which showed off her more than
generous amount of ass-flesh; she
literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the
mortals below, when juxtaposed to
the pathetic town of Chatham.
Katelyn strode to the main street of
the pitiful town, each sexy step
showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet
sent shockwaves through the
cracking pavement of the streets.
Her feet made peoples eyes water
profusely and their stomachs retch
immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her
rotten flip-flops were washing the
streets with an odor that was
beyond foul. People who tried to run away,
because they were too close to her
monolithic feet, were quickly and
nonchalantly snapped up by her
toes when she was merely taking a
step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care,
too far removed as she is from such
petty concerns of non-entities. Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now,
her beautiful body being clad in
naught but a skimpy black thong
which showed off her more than
generous amount of ass-flesh; she
literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the
mortals below, when juxtaposed to
the pathetic town of Chatham.
Katelyn strode to the main street of
the pitiful town, each sexy step
showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet
sent shockwaves through the
cracking pavement of the streets.
Her feet made peoples eyes water
profusely and their stomachs retch
immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her
rotten flip-flops were washing the
streets with an odor that was
beyond foul. People who tried to run away,
because they were too close to her
monolithic feet, were quickly and
nonchalantly snapped up by her
toes when she was merely taking a
step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care,
too far removed as she is from such
petty concerns of non-entities.

Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now,
her beautiful body being clad in
naught but a skimpy black thong
which showed off her more than
generous amount of ass-flesh; she
literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the
mortals below, when juxtaposed to
the pathetic town of Chatham.
Katelyn strode to the main street of
the pitiful town, each sexy step
showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet
sent shockwaves through the
cracking pavement of the streets.
Her feet made peoples eyes water
profusely and their stomachs retch
immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her
rotten flip-flops were washing the
streets with an odor that was
beyond foul. People who tried to run away,
because they were too close to her
monolithic feet, were quickly and
nonchalantly snapped up by her
toes when she was merely taking a
step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care,
too far removed as she is from such
petty concerns of non-entities.

Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now,
her beautiful body being clad in
naught but a skimpy black thong
which showed off her more than
generous amount of ass-flesh; she
literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the
mortals below, when juxtaposed to
the pathetic town of Chatham.
Katelyn strode to the main street of
the pitiful town, each sexy step
showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet
sent shockwaves through the
cracking pavement of the streets.
Her feet made peoples eyes water
profusely and their stomachs retch
immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her
rotten flip-flops were washing the
streets with an odor that was
beyond foul. People who tried to run away,
because they were too close to her
monolithic feet, were quickly and
nonchalantly snapped up by her
toes when she was merely taking a
step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care,
too far removed as she is from such
petty concerns of non-entities. Meanwhile Katelyn was unbelievably tall now, her beautiful body being clad in naught but a skimpy black thong which showed off her more than generous amount of ass-flesh; she literally was a tower, dripping filth from every pore down to the mortals below, when juxtaposed to the pathetic town of Chatham. Katelyn strode to the main street of the pitiful town, each sexy step showing off her long and delicious legs, while her flip-flop clad feet sent shockwaves through the cracking pavement of the streets. Her feet made peoples eyes water profusely and their stomachs retch immediately – the stench from her sweating feet, combined with her rotten flip-flops were washing the streets with an odor that was beyond foul. People who tried to run away, because they were too close to her monolithic feet, were quickly and nonchalantly snapped up by her toes when she was merely taking a step. Katelyn did not notice at all, and if she had wouldn’t even care, too far removed as she is from such petty concerns of non-entities.