It was a nice bright
day with temperatures in the high 20°C. Clara was looking forward to
go to the local lake close to the university campus, where she was
studying. Just doing nothing but lying in the sun to tan sounded
really nice after completing exams. It was stressful, but she knew
that she scored high, so there was nothing to worry about and the
rest was well deserved. Quickly she packed her bag and went out.
Since it was so hot, Clara decided to only wear a tank top and shorts
over her bikini, which she could easily take off once she was at the
lake. Lastly she put on her blue flip flops, cleaned her glasses and
untied her combed long blond hair.
Luckily Clara’s
place wasn’t far from the lake, once she was there she quickly
found a nice spot to tan herself. After unpacking the bag she put the
towel on the ground and kicked her flip flops off and took of her
tank top in one motion. Before she could get out of her shorts, Clara
began to feel unwell. It was a sudden feeling of sickness, probably
due to the weather. Clara went under a tree to recover in its shadow.
She closed her eyes and held her stomach with one hand, with the
other she leaned on the tree trunk to support herself. “How
annoying”, she thought. “I was barely getting started and I’m
already passing out from heat exhaustion. Maybe it gets better when I
drink some water.”
The moment she
wanted to go back to her spot to get the water bottle out of her bag,
the pain subsided. Relieved Clara opened her eyes again. To her
surprise the tree in front of her was gone, but not only that: The
whole environment had completely changed. Where was the lake, the
people, the city? Was she hallucinating? Clara made a step forward,
but stopped when she felt something crunching beneath her feet. When
she looked down, Clara realized what had happened. She was looking at
the city from a bird’s eye point of view. The thing that gave in
under the pressure of her right foot was actually the university
campus. She crushed almost all buildings, bar some garages and cars
on the parking lot. Clara lifted her foot a little to see if there
was still something standing, but nothing and no one could have been
capable of surviving so much pressure. Then Clara inspected her left
foot. It flattened some nearby suburbs. However her big toe had ended
the existence of a supermarket as well. Trying to inspect the
footstep behind her Clara didn’t pay attention and stepped on a
block of apartment buildings, flattening it entirely and killing a
high number of unfortunate people too. She began to understand that
even the most casual of her actions would have apocalyptic
consequences for anyone else around her and that she needed to find a
way to deal with that. But she didn’t want to stand around for
hours in the bright sun neither. While Clara pondered on that
question her she looked down at her footprint, the very reason why
the poor people in the apartment block had to die in the first place.
There wasn’t much left. The lake was completely gone and in its
place was a perfect print of Clara’s right foot. “Oh god, all the
people whom I’ve seen moments ago, gone like that.” Then again,
what could she do about that after the fact? It was more important to
think about her current situation for now. Walking out of the city
was out of the question. She would squish way too many people doing
so. But what else could be done? The next best solution Clara could
think of would be to sit down and wait until someone could find a
solution or at least evacuate the city. Sure, many people would still
die but that was preferable to the alternative solution. Besides, as
Clara looked at her footprints: ”Adding a few more bodies to the
pile wouldn’t matter that much after having stepping on hundreds of
people already.” The choice was made, but where to sit down? What
about those suburbs, they’re less densely populated than the rest
of the city and when she sat in the middle of her already existing
footprint it might actually not be that bad.
The last thing that
the people, who survived Clara’s first insecure steps saw, was her
beautiful butt descending upon them. Most of them didn’t even have
the time to process what was going on before they were buried beneath
Clara’s ass. Those who did dashed into all directions away from it,
at least for a few brief seconds before they were squashed, too. For
Clara herself the act was a whole lot less dramatic than for her
victims. All she felt was the crumbling buildings under her butt. The
people were just too small to be felt through the shorts. Still she
wanted to spare them unnecessary pain so she moved her buttocks a
little until she felt no solid objects cracking anymore to make sure
that everyone beneath her was dead. Then Clara spread her legs out to
get more comfortable, crushing dozens of buildings as a result. Many
hundreds paid the price for this superfluous act of convenience, but
Clara was so far removed from the chaos she caused that it really
didn’t matter to her. Now at least she was in a position that
allowed her to wait patiently for the authorities to do something
without causing further casualties.
The destroyed campus
in front of her reminded Clara of all her friends, staff and other
guys that used to be at the university. The thought that all of them
died because of her actions was hard to swallow. She felt sorry for
them and anyone else who perished today. On the other hand Clara felt
rather more like an onlooker than as the perpetrator. She didn’t
want this and when she suddenly grew there was no place to go that
wasn’t filled to the brim with innocent people. It was just so
surreal, how could someone be punished for merely walking or sitting.
Actually her quick realization of the situation saved many lives.
Imagine if she didn’t notice her growth for a solid minute or two,
large parts of the city would be flat now. Hopefully those points
will be considered when somehow a way is found to shrink Clara back
to her regular size. She didn’t want to spend the rest of her life
in prison or as a test object in a lab. But what should she do, if
this was the case? Maybe it would it be better to stay the way she is
now than to suffer such a fate. Hell, she could show them what she
was capable of when they tried something silly. When they really
believed that her considerate handling of the situation would be akin
to mindless destruction, they would be in for a surprise.
Clara’s trail of
mind was disturbed by the loud buzzing of flies right next to her
face. Annoyed Clara swatted a few of them with her right hand. Only
when they burned and crashed she realized that at her size no fly in
the world could even be seen by her. Those were news helicopters that
went in for close ups of her body. Oh, no. This will surely be
interpreted as hostility. She needed to clarify things:” Guys, I’m
really sorry. I thought that you were bugs when you flew inside my
peripheral vision. This whole situation is just as strange for me as
it is to you and I still have to get used to it. I didn’t and still
don’t want to kill anyone and I’m really sorry for all the
destruction I have caused.”
It didn’t work.
The surviving helicopters dashed away in a mad struggle for their
lives, leaving a disenchanted Clara behind. “Well, that didn’t go
well. Hopefully they’ll calm down again,” Clara thought to
herself, readjusting her body. Unbeknownst to her the people who
actually gave it a shot and went closer to her to get her attention
were mostly squished by that motion. Her massive legs moved many
meters and rolled over the first row of the bravest ones who moved up
the closest. Those behind them were shocked at the disturbing sight
and the crunching sounds of people being compressed into pulp. They
then fled in horror as did the news helicopters before them. Clara
didn’t notice them at first because she was concentrating on the
sky, but the sight of thousands of tinies fleeing in all directions
from her caught Clara’s attention eventually. “Why does no one
understand me? I’m trying to explain myself and all what happens is
that they fear me even more. Do I look like a dangerous criminal?
What in the world is going on? Everything was alright and now I’m
the big monster that everyone dreads. Ok, calm down. Someone is about
to find a solution to this and I will do my best to put everything in
order again.” To distract herself from those depressing feelings,
Clara began to watch the traffic in the streets. The main roads
leading out of the city were clogged up and unusable. Even the
inbound lanes were used to evacuate the population. Because of this
most people couldn’t be evacuated yet. Actually there was much more
movement on the streets than usual, probably people who tried to pack
their belongings because there was no immediate way to leave the city
anyway. At least that’s what Clara assumed what the many moving
dots below her were. Sadly she was too large to make out the finer
details. Leaning back again Clara began to wriggle her toes to relax
herself. A little too much as it turned out, her feet toppled more
buildings in front of them. To Clara’s own surprise she discovered
that the sight of the falling buildings bothered her a lot less than
when she snuffed out people before. She didn’t even stop wriggling
her feet and simply enjoyed the freedom not to worry about every
single of her movements. She was the evil monster after all, right?
So why not indulge in the new role?
Again, buzzing
sounds disturbed Clara’s thoughts but this time she was careful
enough not destroy the “flies” on sight. She was even breathing
less forceful than normal to prevent the helicopter from being blown
away. A faint voice became audible when the helicopter neared Clara’s
ear:
”Can you
understand me?”
“Yes, I can. Thank
god that finally someone arrived to help. Do you know what happened?”
“No, currently we
have no idea what happened. Actually we hoped that you could help us
in this regard.”
“Look, all I know
is that I felt sick and that the next moment when that feeling
disappeared I was instantly grown to this size. I have done nothing
to provoke this, I swear.”
“All we ask of you
is to stay where you are and not to move. You may not be fully aware
of this, but each one of your movements has caused massive harm and
damage.”
“I know and I’m
really sorry for that. Will I be put in prison for what I’ve done
when I’m small again?”
“I can’t promise
you anything. I’m not a lawyer and it seems that not even they know
what to make of this. If I was the judge I would at least take your
situation into account.”
“And what are you
planning to do now?”
“We’re
evacuating the city and establish a crisis team of local and federal
officials to decide how to proceed. A science team is being assembled
as well.”
“Is that it?”
“Yeah, that’s
it. We are low on fuel and have to return to base, but we will return
and inform you of any developments. You have to remain where you are
until further notice.”
The helicopter
turned and flew back to direction it came from.
Clara was scared.
Nothing the guy said sounded reassuring. All she could tell was that
the authorities were as clueless as she and that she might get jailed
for the rest of her life for her actions today. Wait! She still had
her phone. Maybe she could still get an internet connection and
browse the web to gather information. Why didn’t she think of it
earlier? She fiddled it out of her pocket and turned it on. It was
off, because she wanted not to be disturbed during her day off. Thank
god, it still worked. A flurry of messages and calls appeared on the
screen. Some of them looked very official, while others were just
incomprehensible gibberish from people she never heard off. In
between were messages from friends and family. She couldn’t answer
any of them right now. First, Clara wanted to read the news and get a
clue about what was going on, then she would text the officials and
after that she would answer her friends and family. The phone was low
on juice, so there really wasn’t much time to do any of those
tasks. Recharging a phone of this size would probably consume all the
energy of several power plants.
Clara opened her web
browser and searched for “news”. The results were jaw dropping.
She was everywhere, photographed and filmed from all possible angles.
There was even footage of her swatting the news helicopters. There
were also many pictures and videos of the aftermath she had left in
her wake. For the first time she could see how it looked from the
perspective of the tinies to be stomped by her. The view of her feet
crashing into the city looked truly terrifying from the ground, even
from the perspective of the cameramen operating from a safe distance.
No wonder they didn’t believe her when she said that she meant no
harm. Opening a news site, Clara checked the headlines.
“Giant monster
attacking”
“Death toll in
the thousands”
She scrolled further
and read some of the articles, but the picture was always the same:
They absolutely hated her. No one of the experts that were asked for
their opinion left even a shred of a doubt that Clara should be held
accountable for her actions. Social media was even worse. Countless
comments filled with spite and anger scared Clara even more of the
prospect of being made small again. The rape and torture threats were
among the most disgusting. Some voices called for reason but they
were drowned out and booed by the vast majority of users. The phone
went dark before she could browse further.
Clara’s mood
started to turn into anger. Clearly there was nothing for her to come
back to should she ever become small again. Maybe those insects
deserved their fates when they were capable of doing what they
threatened her with. Why should she find out? They couldn’t force
her to do what they wanted at her current size. And she would make
sure that things stayed that way.
The helicopter
approached Clara again, it settled in the vicinity of her ears.
“The council made
the decision to send scientists to your position to help you. Please
stay at your current position and cooperate closely with us, then we
can help you to become normal again.”
“I don’t think I
will.”
“Why? Don’t you
want to see your friends and family again?”
“Sure, but I don’t
think that I will either way. My decision stands.”
“This isn’t only
about you. In your present condition you are a hazard to the
wellbeing of the citizens of this country. What I mean is that you
don’t have a choice in this matter.”
“Can you guaranty
me safety from persecution once I do?”
“Whatever you
want, the important thing is that you work together with us right
now. We can discuss the details later.”
Clara didn’t
believe him. Instead of answering she grabbed the helicopter and
grinded it to dust between her thumb and index finger. There was no
going back after this, she needed to leave the city and go somewhere
where she would be left in peace. Hard to tell where she would be
left alone, but actually leaving the city was of more urgent concern.
She was right in the middle on the west side of the river that split
it in half. In the east were the business district and factories. On
her side were mostly residential areas and the inner city with
pedestrian zones. From north to south was the railroad with the train
station in the center on the west side of the river. Clara decided to
go east where she would destroy more infrastructure but maybe spare
some more people. Still she had to go though some residential areas
but whatever, she already squished so many that she began to stop
caring at this point.
Having made up her
mind Clara stood up and made her way through the intact parts of the
city. The evacuation was as incompetently handled as she expected,
most of the city’s population were still there. Now that Clara was
more aware of her surroundings than the first time she stepped on the
city she could concentrate more on the feeling of the city beneath
her. The first step hit a residential area with parks. The crumbling
structures felt actually really nice and tickled her soles just so
much that it felt pleasant. The second step was even better, the
power poles and antennas poked her skin gently before they gave in,
followed by the welcome feeling of crumbling buildings. Some cars
were caught beneath her feet too. They felt cool and smooth and were
easily compressed like tinfoil. She began to walk more slowly and
consciously, looking at the ground with a look of pleasure. This was
so much better than she thought it would be. At that time Clara
completely lost her moral objections about crushing tinies. She just
enjoyed the moment and how nice the city and its inhabitants felt
beneath her soles. After she plowed her way through the residential
areas Clara deliberately stepped on the rail tracks. The trains were
completely filled due to the evacuation effort. They felt slightly
different to the cars, but the electricity lines above the rails
added a lovely sparkling sensation to them. Her next step snuffed out
the train station together with its atrium and the fleeing masses
that tried to board the trains in time. That was the first time that
Clara felt a large group of people popping beneath her feet at once.
It was different from inanimate objects, because all the individual
movements of the people caused a very fine sensation of her skin that
was very hard to describe. All Clara knew was that she wanted more of
it. Luckily she was close to the pedestrian zones were many people
would be in the open without protection from her and no way to run.
Horror and fear
gripped the population as they saw the smiling giantess eyeing
towards them and coming closer quickly. People were trampled amidst
the chaos because the sideways were too narrow. It was of no use
anyway, Clara was way too quick and her feet way too large to be
outrun in time. The sky darkened as Clara’s beautiful shape
appeared above. Many raised their arms into the sky as an instinctive
protection mechanism. Of course it didn’t help them in the
slightest but it enhanced Clara’s pleasure when they broke like
blades of grass against her sensitive skin. Some survived between her
toes and struggled hard to fight their way out. This caused Clara to
scrunch her toes together when the tickling became too much, ending
their lives for good. What a shame, they just began to hit just the
right spot. No need to grief, many more were still there to take
their place. Clara’s next step onto the pedestrian area was much
more deliberate and careful. She didn’t want her masseurs to fade
away as quickly as the ones before. For the people below this meant a
much more painful death than for their predecessors. Clara pressed
them to the ground and slowly started to increase pressure. The
struggling movements increased the more pressure Clara put on her
victims. Surely it was cruel, but no one could deny that it was also
very satisfying. She didn't want to torture them for torture sake but
if that was the price she had to pay to get this incredible feeling
she was completely fine with that. Slowly but surely the life was
oozed out of Clara’s victims. When most of them were too heavily
injured to continue their struggle Clara put them out of their
misery.
A stomach growl
reminded her that she had only breakfast today. Conveniently a city
bus was within reach. Clara collected it from the ground and ripped
the roof off. But then she hesitated for a moment. At that point she
was already used to squishing people to get around but cannibalism
was still a level beyond that. She would have to eat sooner or later
and people were the only commodity that was reasonably large enough
for her to consume and available in abundance. Would there be any
point in asking for food? No, in the eyes of the world she was
already the personification of evil. There was no image to shatter
with such an act. It was already at its lowest point. As the
passengers began to believe that the thoughtful looking giantess
would leave them alive Clara tilted the bus upside down and put it
above her mouth that looked like a bottomless maw for them. She put
them on her tongue and pressed them against the inner side of her
teeth where they bursted from the pressure. It was hardly enough to
satisfy Clara’s hunger but at least she knew that humans were
edible and that they tasted salty. She needed to find more, maybe in
that shopping mall? Clara scrunched up the bus into a little ball and
tossed it away while she walked to the shopping mall. It was on the
other side of the river but that wasn’t an obstacle anymore. She
could cross it with a normal step. On her way Clara enjoy the
delightful massage by the buildings she flattened. For a few seconds
she closed her eyes to savor the moment before she reached her
destination.
The first thing
Clara did when she arrived was to block the exits by shoving cars,
and some fleeing guys that attempted to drive away, into the doors so
that no one could escape. Clara compressed them further until she was
certain that no one could wind himself through the wreckages somehow.
Then she opened the roof of the mall and checked the inside. It was
the jackpot: The mall was apparently converted into a shelter for the
fleeing people until they could be evacuated. All unnecessary stuff
was removed to accommodate more people. It was like they arranged a
dinner plate for her. Excited Clara dipped her tongue into the mall
and licked up her tiny snacks. They tended to flee to the walls and
tried to leave, unsuccessfully. She paid no regard to which she ate.
She was hungry and beyond caring, all her victims got treated equally
bad. After wiping out everyone in the mall Clara topped her meal off
by swallowing the occupants of several more evacuation busses as
dessert.
When her appetite
eased it struck Clara that she violated her pledges to go vegetarian
for a year. Well, Lisa won’t be able to scold her over that. She
was probably stuck as a stain on her sole since the very beginning
when she crushed the university. She wondered whether she killed more
people she knew after that during her stroll or her meal. It wasn’t
that unlikely actually, she found a lot of friends but she really
couldn’t tell because everyone was so small. There was no point in
worrying about it: When it happened it happened. Who knows, maybe it
is better to go this way than by burning to death or a heart attack?
Maybe some of them liked it?
Yet again a swarm of
news helicopter interrupted Clara but this time she unceremoniously
swatted them out of the sky. They were pests and so she treated them
as such. Hopefully they would stop sending them, they’re so
annoying. Who are these guys anyway? Why go out in one of those
flying coffins to die just for getting a good shot of her? Is the pay
so good? Is the public craving news about her so much? Clara left the
now empty mall with the husks of busses besides it and continued her
stroll. She reached the industrial sector of the city with its
factories, logistic centers and ware houses. They felt different from
the rest of the city too. The roofs felt more like sheet metal
bending under her weight other than the buildings before that
instantly crumbled. But the walls collapsed under her when she put
enough pressure on them. Other than that there were many walls around
the factory site so that Clara could tell without looking down where
everything was by the different textures of the objects under her
feet. She got immersed so much in her new game that she was
disappointed when it ended far too soon when she destroyed the last
parts of the industrial buildings.
Now Clara had
reached the end of the city and looked at the county site beyond it.
But she didn’t want to leave yet. She turned around and looked back
on the city. Her path of destruction was unmissable, especially the
points where she got distracted and took a detour. Clearly she had
missed her original goal of causing only little destruction by more
than a few degrees of magnitude. But it was so worth it, she thought.
Letting go of her self-restrictions and doing whatever she wanted
without regard for the consequences was such a relief. No, this
wasn’t over yet. With a mischievous smile Clara walked right back
into the city and ended what she begun. She systematically wiped out
the city blocks she walked over and emptied trains, busses and other
large gatherings whenever she found them. She didn’t savor her
steps like she did before but went into full Godzilla mode and
enjoyed the power rush that came with the unprecedented scale of the
destruction she caused. The sound of the screams that got suddenly
silenced by her feet and the pleas for mercy of the people in her
hands that she was about to devour began to turn her massively on.
Soon her top buried a fleeing mob beneath it, her shorts followed
closely. At last Clara fully undressed. She looked for one of the
last intact areas of the city and flattened underneath her ass. The
lower part of her vagina was gently caressed by the buildings before
they collapsed. Fully aroused Clara couldn’t wait anymore and
fingered herself. She moaned loudly and masturbated as fast and hard
as she could, a last taunt for the survivors of her rampage. With a
cry of pleasure Clara came and relaxed on the ground, exhausted. For
a few minutes she doze off before she got up and inspected the
carnage. The city didn’t exist anymore. The vast majority of the
population must have perished too. “I hope you enjoyed it as much
as I did. Thanks for that but now I think I will have to go someplace
else.” With that farewell Clara left the city for good on the hunt
for more victims.