Corporate Rivalry: The Holiday Special

Author's foreword: Howdy folks; it's that time again where I apologize for the delay in fresh content for this story. A few of you have reached out to me on the GC forum or the email address I use for this side of my life (hot damn stories @ gmail . com if you want to drop me a line! [Maybe even talk commissions..?] Just remove the empty spaces, of course). I do read all your reviews and reply to all messages, and your feedback and interaction serves as a solid reminder that I have fans(!) eagerly awaiting a new chapter. I hope this semi-canonical Holiday Special finds you well this Christmas of 2021; fuck knows we could all use a break after the last 2 years of this crap. I'll try to make it a fun one for you.

Fun Fact: The first two chapters make up 8486 words. As of this writing, GiantessWorld alone counts 6932 readers. It blows my mind that there's almost 1 reader per word I've written so far, not counting GiantessCity readers too, which probably helps push that ratio well past 1:1. Thank you to my readers!

With that out of the way, please enjoy the Corporate Rivalry: Holiday Special. It's going to get a little goofy, but 'tis the season, so have fun with it.

~~~

Nell yawned, stretching her arms up with a satisfying crack of her knuckles as she reclined in her seat. It had been a long day at the office, and she was out of a promotion.

“Oh well...” Nell vocalized; she figured Jeanine had gotten the message after their little meeting of the minds at her desk, hours before. There would be other opportunities, and it was hard to stay upset given the Christmas spirit hanging in the air. Still, she'd forgotten to grab a bottle of something strong to celebrate with, and all the liquor stores would be closed by now.

“Oh!” Nell said aloud once more, thinking back to earlier in the day. After her post-meeting 'review' with John, he'd offered her something that would help her relax once the day was through. Remembering how she'd teased him by slipping it into her bra, Nell's hand reached up to her chest and she fished around the expanse of her cleavage.

“Come on, don't tell me I lost i- Ah, there you are...” Nell beamed as she plucked the quite flattened spliff from between her breasts. She pondered it for a few moments, and wondered how many Lilliputian farmers had slaved away at growing the plant that would become the now almost two dimensional joint she held. She'd seen the videos, Lilliputian workers scattering for cover when the lid was (often quite literally) lifted off their operation when the Brobdingnagian cops figured them out. Cannabis was illegal, but it didn't stop a lucrative black market for the stuff from cropping up. It was pretty hard to stay on top of them when a Lilliputian workforce could set up a grow op in just about any hole in the wall you could think of, and the cops frustration was usually vented by smashing as many of the little bastards as their boots or gloves could find. Always dismissed in court as 'regrettable accidents' in the line of duty of course... If they didn't want to be stepped on, they shouldn't have been running away, forcing officers to reposition quickly to try and apprehend them, or, heaven forbid, react to a potential attack.

Nell's lips tightened as she held back a giggle at the thought. This spliff had taken the attention of at least a dozen Lilliputians to produce, and would have been a towering tree to them as a plant. She'd crushed it flat just carrying it in her tits for a few hours. The idea that a Lilliputian could represent a threat to someone her size was laughable, she didn't know how they kept getting away with it in court. At least in her case, sitting on Kim had been a genuine accident and SEPA had ensured she was in the clear there, but the cops had no issue openly treating them like the pests they were.

Nell tried to round the edges of the joint out, but not having much luck with it, shrugged and put it to her lips as she opened her purse for a lighter. Sparking up and inhaling, she tilted her head back, closing her eyes as she pursed her lips and exhaled, feeling the tension in her body melt away. She began to daydream, the theater of her mind treating her to all manner of whimsy. She thought of all those Lilliputian workers climbing through the leaves to do the pruning, or digging through the soil to inject nutrients right into the roots, all to produce this measly little spliff. It was a lot of effort, for something so very small, to someone so very big...

“Fuck...” she said to herself, leaning back into her reclining chair, letting the pleasant feelings rush to her head as the THC did its thing, taking mental note of the rocking of her heavy breasts in the confines of her shirt as she settled in. She felt big. Even by Brobdingnagian standards, she was stacked. She inhaled again, coughing as she giggled thinking about little Jeanine. Nell would never know what it must be like, to be so humiliated, having some giant bitch threatening to drop a tit on you. She could only imagine how it'd feel from her perspective, knowing a casual brush of her breast against her, something she might do to tease John if she caught the opportunity, would turn Jeanine into a red stain against her blouse. She thought of little Kim, unknowingly crushed beneath the ass that did just as much as her rack to make her popular with the boys, and felt herself getting aroused at the thought of just how obsoleting she was to Lilliputian women. Her mind wandered back to John, as she took another drag from her spliff, her head sinking back into the cushion of her recliner. Her legs rose up as she flicked off her high heels, holding the spliff in her lips as the index and middle finger of her left hand 'walked' backwards up the arm of the chair, onto her left boob, and made their way to the buttons of her blouse, as her right hand slinked up above the line of her skirt. She sighed as the buttons of her shirt came loose, and her tits, no longer confined by the strained material, rolled out with enough force to rock her torso, gripping her left tit as her fingers rolled up to pinch her swollen nipple. She let herself fall into the day dream as her fingers found her clit, her blonde hair cascading off the back of the chair...

~~~

The Lilliputian city, cut off from the rest of the world, lay entrenched, surrounded by a wall of glittering snow, seemingly over a hundred feet high. Preserved under the emergency glass shielding that rose up from the ground around the city, it would appear from afar like a large, slightly domed clearing devoid of snow. Within, the Lilliputians took comfort indoors, waiting patiently for the work force that would come clear the snow away and free them. The sprawling capital, over 20 Lilliputian miles wide, wasn't quite three quarters of a football field in radius to the Brobdingnagians the city paid a handsome tax to, just to get them out of weather conditions just like this these. Water was boiled, tea was made, and the residents tucked themselves under blankets next to heaters, watching holiday specials and drifting off to sleep as the evening crept in.

They were in no immediate danger.

Without warning, however, the city was suddenly rocked awake by a series of sky cracking ***THUDS***, in rhythmical fashion. The Lilliputians all collectively rose from their beds, wild eyed as they looked around in search of the booming noise, some of the more inebriated among them wondering if they'd just imagined it. But soon, the sky clattering noise returned, another series of rapid strikes, one after the other. They scrambled out of bed, running to the windows to see what was the matter...

“Hellooo... Anyone Hooome?” came a tremendous, feminine voice, rumbling through the glass shielding over the city, as citizens stared in disbelief at the enormous bespectacled woman tapping her knuckles against the wall. Taller than a Lilliputian skyscraper, Nell squinted through her glasses, her hands pressed up against the shielding.

“My car broke down and I'm freezing my tits off out here... Can you guys let me in?”

The mayor of the Lilliputian city blinked in disbelief as he stared at the gigantic woman outside, as every phone in his home office suddenly erupted. His wife, a bit of a lightweight, had taken a hard nap over a bottle or two of fine wine and could only bring herself to put her hands over her ears, shouting at her husband to do something about the incessant ringing of the phones. The mayor, snapping out of his trance, shook his head to try and stimulate some blood flow into his still waking brain, before running downstairs to the office in nothing but his cotton pajamas.

Unsure where to start, the mayor pushed some papers off his desk, homing in on the vibrating noise of his cell phone.

“T- This is Mayor Golbasto's office...” he muttered out.

“Jack, it's Frederick. What the hell are we supposed to do here exactly?”

The mayor immediately regretted settling on his cell phone first upon recognizing the caller as Fred Lalcon. He realized he wasn't going to get back to sleep any time soon.

“You're the chief of police, Fred, isn't this more your thing to be concerned with?”

“Spare me Golbasto, I'm already getting calls about panic in the streets. What are we going to do with this giant bitch? We can't exactly ask her to freeze to death out there, unless you want the Brobs to send their chief of police over here to ask the mayor of Mildendo why he left one of theirs die from exposure on Christmas night?”

Jack felt a very seasonal chill roll up his spine at the thought.

“Alright, alright Fred you make a good point. What do you propose?”

“Here's what I'm thinking. We let her know we'll let her in, but we need time to evacuate the outskirts of the city. We HAVE to let her in, there's no getting around it, but if we just designate a strip of skip row for her, enough where she can lay down and warm up, we can minimize the damage and clear some development space. You feel me Jack?”

Jack Golbasto had to admit, he was impressed with the quick thinking.

“I can take it up with the council later and see about billing the Brobs for the damages, and we'll look like heroes to the press. This should work nicely then Fred. You'll let her know to wait while we sort that out?”

~~~

Nell waited impatiently, her arms under her chest, making it obvious even through her thick winter jacket that was she quite shapely. A connection had been established from her headset to the police headquarters, who assured her they would lower the shield long enough for her to come in as soon as they'd cleared space for her. Nell could see the tiny blue and red lights of the police cruisers forming roadblocks between the tiny structures, the thousands of Lilliputians funneling away from one district of the city, but it seemed like it was taking forever. She huffed to herself, shivering in the cold, watching as her breath left a fine layer of frost as it condensed against the outer glass.

“Miss? Are you still there?” cracked a voice in her headset.

“Yeah... and I'm still fucking freezing out here...” Nell said back, growing more and more impatient.

“I've received word from the chief of police that we should have a safe zone for you within the hour, so if y-”

“Within the hour!? Do you know how fucking cold it is out here!? I don't exactly have the luxury of hiding behind those twigs you call trees to get out of the wind, you realize that right?” Nell barked into the headset, as she reminded herself she wouldn't stay warm very long if she broke her way through the glass.

“I- er- I-” the voice choked out, betraying the fear of the communications operator on the other end of the call.

“Tell your boss if he doesn't open this shit up in 5 minutes I'll do it myself.”

“Y- Yes ma'am, I'll let him know.”

~~~

“We can't get everyone out of the district in time... Look, if she promises to stand in one spot once we let her in, until we can fully evacuate the slums, we can let her in now. She'll just have to stay on the very edge of the district, got it? Make that very clear to her.” Frederick hid his mounting fear behind a few layers of professionalism, hanging up the phone as he surveyed the evacuation map. Maybe this wasn't such a great idea afterall...

~~~

“M- Ma'am? I- he said we can let you in but you just have to stand on the edge of the district until we get everyone out. They'll put up some yellow flares for you to see where it's safe to go, i- is that agreeable to you?”

“Yeah, whatever, just fucking get this shit open.” Nell almost yelled back.

“They're initiating the shield retraction now, ma'am. They're saying you should see the yellow flares indicating a safe position shortly. Please confirm you can see it?” the operator replied back, his voice calmed, pleased to know the giant woman would seen be warm and hopefully less cranky. However, there was only silence. The operators brow flustered slightly, waiting for a response.

“M- Ma'am? Are you there?”

There was a bit of static as the channel opened, as though the headset was having trouble maintaining a connection with the police broadcasting antenna. The young man squinted, certain he could make out something in the noise.

“JO-- ------ OPEN--- T-- DO--”

“M- Ma'am? Can you hear me? Please confirm you see the flares and understand the instructions provided?” He turned up the volume on his receiver, trying to make out the broken signal coming back to him.

Suddenly, the transmission cleared up as Nell returned to the edge of the city.

“I SAID DID YOU HEAR ME JOHN? THEY'RE OPENING THE DOOR.”

“J- John?”

The transmission ended abruptly with the telltale click of a headset being turned off.

~~~

Nell waved to John as he trudged through the snow towards her. Ever the gentleman, he'd volunteered to try and get the car running again. Quite cold and ready to warm up, his enormous boots left craters in the deep woods as he unknowingly trampled entire swaths of old growth trees, reducing them to splinters in his wake.

“They're letting us in? That's great... I figured out the problem with the car at least. The battery crapped out with the cold, but it should be fine by tomorrow when the sun warms it up. It would have been a cold night in the car.” said John, rubbing his aching hands against each other for warmth.

“I'm sure we'd have found some way to keep warm...” Nell teased, watching him approach. Turning back to the city, she noticed the panel of the glass shielding closest to her beginning to retract deep into the ground. The blinking blue and red lights of the police cruisers illuminated the city, making it look quite festive, as she noticed a ring of yellow close to the edge of the retracting panel.

“Nell, did they tell us where they wanted us or anything?”

“Something about yellow and where not to step, so just don't step on the yellow part.”

~~~

“There's TWO OF THEM?” shouted Chief Lalcon, the panic cutting through his generally tough exterior. “Repeat, you say there's TWO of t- oh. Fuck.”

Lalcon looked skyward as he ran to the flap of the tent they'd set up to act as base camp for the evacuation. At the edge of skid row, through the evening darkness and billowing snow, he could make out another impossibly huge figure approaching behind the first. The color drained from his face as he heard the whine of the mechanisms that operated the shielding disengaging, and saw the panel nearest the giant woman begin to descend. He stared in silent horror as the blast of cool air from outside the city signaled the barrier making way, and the Brobdingnagian woman lifted a colossal red high heel up, tapping it against the lowering glass with a resounding bang. He realized... she was kicking the snow off her fancy shoes before coming inside. Shoes that were about to...

“BRING THE WALL BACK UP, WE DON'T HAVE THE ROOM FOR TWO OF THEM. DO YOU HEAR ME? BRING THE WALL BACK U-”

The call went silent as Lalcon screamed in terror, watching the indescribable length of her leg stretch up, over the still lowering glass, and come down on top of base camp.

~~~

“Be careful Nell, you almost stepped on the yellow lights.” Said John, seeing how close her foot had settled from the apparently forbidden zone. Thankfully it had come down a short distance off to the side.

“Oops.” Nell said, feigning concern as she put her full weight down to lift her other foot over the still falling glass. It came down with an equally devastating effect next to the first, burying another few blocks of the city beneath it. The red and blue lights of the police cruisers, their drivers, and dozens of screaming evacuees vanished below the crimson red toe of the shoe, snuffed out in an instant as she casually placed her foot down.

“For fucks sake John don't just stand there, get in here before you let all the warm air out.”

“Alright alright I'm coming...”

~~~

Phones were exploding off the hook at the Mildendo Police Station. The dispatcher had quickly put out the word to raise the glass back up, and the call had gone through. He had no way of knowing for sure if it had gone out in time, but the flurry of activity didn't bode well...

“Report?” he said, tapping into one of the incoming calls from the panel before him.

“WE NE-- BACK--” cracked the speaker intermittently between bursts of static.

“Repeat? Back up? You need back up?”

The sounds of heavy breathing and the thudding of feet intermingled with screams as the connection reestablished. The MPD Officer on the other end of the call could be heard heaving for oxygen, almost choking.

“YOU NEED TO GET BACKUP DOWN HERE, I'VE GOT... I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY OFFICERS DOWN. THEY- THEY CAME OVER THE WALL AND IGNORED THE FLARES. THEY'RE NOT FOLLOWING THE PLAN. GET MEDIEVAC ON SITE, WE...”

The dispatcher wasted no time, already signaling support units to home in on the disaster zone. Lights representing paramedics, fire trucks, police units and more went from green to yellow, indicating their 'on route' status. The dispatcher noticed, grimly, that a good portion of those lights for units that had been coordinating the evacuation were now a dim gray, indicating a lost connection. Had they really all been..? The dispatcher shook the thought from his mind. It was his job to collect and relay information to the boots on the ground. He had to stay focused.

“Officer, I need you to collect yourself and give me a report on the situation. What are they doing now?”

There was silence from the officer, but the background noise of the screams of the people on the street suddenly began to swell up.

“I-... They-”

“Officer! I NEED your report!”

“She- She's putting her purse down.”

“... What?”

~~~

Nell took John's hand as he stepped through the open panel of the city shield, as he carefully set his foot down near her own, and away from the light of the yellow flares. The panel rose up behind him, sliding back into place and sealing with a dull clink. John looked puzzled as he surveyed the city below him and Nell. She'd said not to step on the yellow lights, but that was seemingly a very small part of the city. He knew the Lilliputians liked to live densely, was it possible they had all gone into a tightly packed underground shelter..? Before he could think too hard about it, Nell tucked herself into his arms.

“Brrrrr, at fucking last, I was freezing to death out there!” Nell said, pressing her chest against the taller John, fluttering her lashes up at him over her glasses like she knew would drive him wild.

“Nell, you said they told us NOT to step on the yellow lights, right?”

“Yeah something like that. Come on, I have something to show you...” Nell said, taking his hand and pulling him backwards with her as she reversed a couple steps closer to the city. Her crimson red high heels again sowed havoc among the fleeing pedestrians, the spikes of her pressing down through the tarmac of the streets below, knocking over power lines and plunging the district below into a flickering cascade as the streetlights flared up and died. The screaming only intensified as the bottom of Nell's purse, illuminated by the strobing blue and red of the countless police cruisers, could be seen drawing closer as Nell bent over to place it on the ground. Anyone unfortunate enough to be caught under the heavier objects within the purse stood no chance, as the weight of a Brobdingnagian sized cell phone or lipstick container within the bag crushed the comparatively minuscule Lilliputian structures and citizens. The more fortunate found themselves enshrouded in blackness as the leather material of the bag spared their lives, for the time being, draping over them like a dense blanket.

“I was going to save this for when we got to the party, but since it looks like we're staying here for the night, might as well make the most of it...” said Nell, as in one swift motion, she yanked the front zipper of her winter coat down, and pulled each half of it aside. John was wide eyed as Nell revealed her previously hidden outfit, a Santa themed red and white lingerie set. Thigh high stockings ascended from her red high heels, a thin candy cane stripe rolling invitingly up her legs. The straps tying them to her garter belt were adorned with tied ribbon bows, hugging the curvature of her thighs, with a shot of red fabric making a mockery of a job covering her pussy. Her exposed midriff was in the shadow of her generous bosom, themselves ready to pop out of the matching red cups of her bra, trimmed with a shock of white fur. The city lights below extinguished, only the soft glow of the police lights lit her from below, and the winter moonlight above. She looked nothing short of intoxicating.

“Nell I- we're in the middle of a Lilliputian city... There must be... millions of them watching us right now...” John said, feeling conflicted.

“I know. That's what it makes it even better...” said Nell, fully removing her coat and letting it crash down on the city behind her. John halfheartedly attempted to catch it, to prevent more disaster, but his hand fell well short and he made no lunge for it. His eyes never left Nell's.

“Nell... we can't... We couldn't possibly get away with fucking in the middle of a Lilliput city like this... Unless we...”

“Unless we make sure nobody is left to tell the story?” winked Nell, biting her lip as she expertly grabbed the growing hardness in the front of John's pants. John closed his eyes as Nell pressed her body against him, tightening her grip on his cock through the material. She nuzzled into his chest, her beautiful eyes aflutter as she looked up at him.

“Tell me you don't want me to fuck you in the middle of this pathetic little city.” whispered Nell. “I dare you.”

John remained silent as Nell unzipped the front of his jacket, and let it fall as she pulled it off of his shoulders. His heavy breathing was the only indication that he was reacting in any way to her advances.

“Tell me you've never fantasized about really showing these bugs who's boss... That you've never thought about carrying me to the desk where those ants scurry around doing whatever passes for work for them, and dropping me ass first on top of them...” she continued, undoing the buttons of his shirt, his heart pounding in his chest. Was this really happening? Where had this side of Nell come from? Was he really going to do this?

“Spreading my legs to either side, seeing the ones who I didn't sit on, my thighs on either side trapping them between us, scattering under the shadow cast by your thick cock...” Her words were like honeywine as she unclasped the buckle of his belt, unzipping his fly and...

Suddenly his hands gripped her, pinning her arms to her side. She gasped, pulling her face back from his chest. She stared into his eyes, unsure of his intent. “John..? Wh-”

His strong arms swiftly pulled her tightly into his embrace as he lunged forward and locked lips with Nell. She moaned in surprised and ecstasy, melting into his arms as their tongues met. John kicked his unbuttoned pants backwards behind him, uncaring as they tore through the structures below. Nell felt the hard shaft of that cock she so desperately needed pressing against her, his right hand grabbing a massive handful of her tit as his left did the same to her ass.

Nell felt a great satisfaction in knowing her seduction had broken him. He was as much hers, as she was his.

The city was doomed.

~~~

It was one act of dominance to the next as the couple indulged themselves at the expense of the Lilliputians beneath them. They used the city as a plaything to reinforce their power over the tiny people. Nell loomed over the district below as John thrust into her from behind. At first she closed her eyes, focusing on the sensation of his enormous cock filling her up again and again, but soon found more pleasure in looking down at the screaming crowds beneath her. Some fled for their lives. Some just stared. Their terror made Nell feel even bigger than she already was, like some kind of goddess who held their fate in her hands.

“Well, that's fair...” she thought to herself, as she pressed herself even harder against his thrusts, causing one of her tits to at last break free of the cup of her lingerie and bounce with the rhythm of their lovemaking. “I do.”

John suddenly hit just the right spot, and Nell screamed out her approval as she let herself fall limp, tilting her ass up for him as her tits slammed into the people below, burying them under her twin monuments to femininity. The buildings withstood her assault for a moment, sinking into her flesh as the structures struggled against the unfathomable tonnage of girlflesh, until the full weight of her breasts came down and crumbled them. There were so many Lilliputians funneled through the city streets, that she could feel their warmth as her tits crushed them. She barely had time to breathe before John was back at it, his huge cock causing her natural wetness to cascade down her legs, drenching the city in her fragrance. Her face had settled against the ground, and with John's renewed vigor, her eyes shot wide open. Now nearly at street level, her gaze met the terrified few who had been spared the weight of her breasts. Her eyes locked into a predatory gaze as her entire body continued to rock with each powerful slam of John into her pussy, her lips grinning into a wide smile, and her tongue waggled out.

The Lilliputians had seen enough, and their wills broke. It was a free for all as the little people stampeded away from Nell's tongue, trampling one another as she lifted her head up, only to dip it down again and run her tongue along the street behind them. Thousands punched, kicked, climbed, scrambled, and screamed as their most horrible nightmare came to life. Nell showed them no mercy, feeling a growing ball of people against her tongue. Some stuck fast to her saliva, others fell beneath the fleshy mass and were reduced to smears against the tarmac as she mercilessly collected her prize. With a moan, she swallowed them whole, rolling them to the back of her throat as the shrieking survivors met their end, for nothing more than her pleasure.

John could see what she was doing, and despite himself, found his lust for her only rising. Whatever had gotten into her had gotten into him as well, it seemed. He was ready to fuck this entire city to ruin with her.

~~~

The pattern would continue. They would fuck, flatten part of the city, and move on to the next. On a good day, Nell could get at least 2 or 3 good fucks out of John, assuming they had the time to themselves in his office, but the intoxicating power they felt inspired a sense of vigor neither of the two lovers had ever known. Nell crushed entire suburbs under her ass as John pounded her pussy on top, his balls grinding anything and anyone unfortunate enough to find themselves beneath the couple into paste.

The sensations ignited their passion for each other. John had never felt so powerful in his life, showing the Lilliputians where they really stood on the hierarchy between their species. As nothing more than expendable toys, to be used at their whim for whatever pleasure could be derived from them. Their lives spent for nothing more than to be a brief sensation of a warm crunch under his ball sack. Nell felt like no other woman on earth could compare to her. The millions of Lilliputian women in this city could never handle John's dick. He needed a real woman to take the sheer size of his cock, and a real woman he had. She turned her head to the side, laying on her back as he fucked her again and again. Their tiny houses broke under their bodies. All the pathetic little 'men' that would desire her body would be destroyed by her feminine curves. All of them combined couldn't stop one of her big tits from rolling over them, powerless against their weight. She reached out and made a fist, slamming it down into a stretch of houses that hadn't been crushed yet, just to feel them break. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she gasped, feeling John pull out, just to press his face down into her pussy and toy with her clit.

~~~

When they had at last destroyed the outer ring of the city, ensuring the survivors had nowhere to go but into the heart of downtown, they surveyed the aftermath of their fun together. Impacts like bomb strikes where Nell's big breasts had cratered entire city blocks. Deep foot prints where they'd trampled any buildings that dared resist the tremors of their lovemaking. Hand prints in the ground filled with red stains. The Lilliputians died for their satisfaction by the thousands.

But, everything had to come to an end. For the giant couple, their evening fun. For the people of Mildendo, their city, and their lives. The Brobdingnagians had no intention of ever answering for their crimes here, and they would see to it that they would never have to. Almost weary with sexual exhaustion, they towered over the last structures left standing in the city; the skyscrapers of the downtown core.

Nell couldn't help but laugh. She'd never actually seen a Lilliputian 'skyscraper' before, but somehow she had assumed they'd be... well a little bigger. The tallest of them came up just to her chin. John, taller than her, was even less impressed. He'd seen Lilliputian architecture before, having traveled for business in the past, but standing this close to one, Nell at his side after their rampage, made him realize this was where he belonged. His queen, her king, using these people like the property they were. These so called 'skyscrapers' were an act of hubris by these insect sized people, attempting to challenge them. They would humble them.

They made a game of it. Nell would rock her hips, teasing John, bumping her ass against the towers, shattering their windows. She would slip between them with a giggle as he reached for her, taunting him as she would rest her breasts on top of one, crushing the top floors beneath their weight, causing John to push the entire building over to try and get his hands on her. They crushed the remaining Lilliputians beneath their feet as they played. One by one, the buildings fell, crumbling to rubble as they were pushed aside by the gargantuan bodies, until there stood but one.

The tallest structure in the entire city, the capital tower. A shining beacon of Lilliputian engineering famous the world over. It stood alone now, the ring of destruction that had been encircling it was now complete. Nell brought John to it, herself standing a full head taller than their greatest monument. Both of them dropped to their knees to look within. Past the outer windows, polished to a near mirror shine, they saw the last survivors of the city cowering in fear before their gaze. Nell smiled.

“Show them you're the biggest boss of them all. I want to watch.” She whispered to him.

John simply smiled as he stood up, and walked to the opposite side of the building. Nell stayed on her knees, watching the Lilliputians as they hid under desks, bouncing up and down with each footfall John made. They watched as the beautiful face of Nell observed them, when suddenly her eyes darted upwards. She giggled an ear shattering giggle, seeing something they could not, when suddenly the building shook with tremendous force. Screams filled the air, intermingling with the sounds of shattering glass and bending steel. One of the office girls turned to follow Nell's gaze, and she could only stare in shock as the titanic cock of the Brobdingnagian man penetrated through multiple floors of the skyscraper. Her last thought was 'Well, at least my ex-boyfriend will finally know what a real man looks like...' as she (and her ex who worked in the floor above her) were pulverized under the unstoppable onslaught of manhood.

Nell put a hand to her lips as she scoffed watching John's cock almost effortlessly tore through the structure. She watched as the Lilliputians were pulled under it, bursting into red stains against his meat as the engorged head conquered anything that stood before it. It was such an obscenely lewd act of power, it was almost comical. Her laughter turned to soft moans as she watched him indulge his lust, pulling his cock back just to sweep the collapsed floors of the building in search of more victims. She heard him grunt with pleasure as his cock rolled over a group of the tiny people making a run for the stairs, popping under the weight of his shaft. It was the hottest thing she had ever seen in her life. She stood to meet his gaze, ready to finish him (and the city) off, when suddenly she saw something peculiar. At chin level, on top of the tower, stood two Lilliputians, a matter of inches (relative to her) from her face. They waved their arms over their heads, trying to get her attention. An unwise move, though she conceded it likely didn't matter in the long run for them. Bemused, she squinted through her glasses at them, and John soon followed her gaze.

They were making some kind of gesture to their ears, and it occurred to Nell what they were trying to do.

They wanted to communicate with her.

Nell was surprised, but decided this was too good to pass up.

“You stay right there big boy, I'll be right back...” Nell said to John, his hard cock still sandwiched between the upper floors of the tower. She quickly walked to her coat and collected her headset, tapping the power button and letting it cycle through the available frequencies as she returned to her lover. John's face betrayed confusion, but to his credit, he maintained his position as instructed. A beep indicated an automatic connection had been made, and Nell leaned in to examine her curious pair of Lilliputians that seemingly wanted her attention so badly...

“This is Mayor Golbasto speaking. I believe you and your friend here have made yourselves very familiar with my city over the past couple of hours?” chirped Nell's headset, as the speech matched the motions of the tiny male figure before her.

Nell smirked. “You know, for someone who's standing on top of a tower only held up by my man's cock, you sure don't seem too concerned about it.”

“On the contrary ma'am. My concern now is to escape this city with our lives, me and my wife here. I'd like to make a deal.” replied the Mayor. If he was terrified, he hid it well. She had to admit, it was amusing.

“Well Mr. Mayor, I do regret to inform you that you seem to be in a poor position from which to make any deals, as I see it... But let's hear it.” purred Nell, taking great amusement in watching the tiny woman next to him almost faint as she narrowed her gaze on her.

“Y- Yes well, here's my proposal. I have in my hand the emergency disengage for the city's snow shields. With one click, I will drop the glass, and you and your... boyfriend... will take me and my wife to the nearest hyperloop terminal on your way out. We won't tell a soul what happened here... We... We just want to fade into obscurity after what happened here. We don't even know your names, and we have enough wealth stashed away to live comfortably for the rest of our lives, quietly.”

Nell smirked, and looked up at John. Unable to hear the conversation himself, he looked back down at her, and nodded to show he trusted her judgment.

“I mean, we could just break out through the glass...”

“You could. It would be a very tell tale sign that the city was attacked however. If the city is instead buried in fresh snow, it would pull double duty in covering your tracks and ensuring there are no other survivors in the rubble to compromise our deal. The investigation will find the shielding somehow failed... and the city destroyed in the panic and exposure to the elements... It's a win win.”

Nell's eyebrows raised, genuinely impressed by the convenience of the mayor's plan. It would be so much easier walking away from this if everyone assumed the tiny city had succumbed to a snow storm due to a malfunction.

“Well, you're smarter than you look little man, I'll give you that. I'll take you up on that deal.” said Nell, raising her hand to be level with the top of the tower, beckoning them towards her palm.

“Yes, well, thank you, I pride myself on thinking outside the box. That's why I'm still alive when so many here are not.” said the mayor, dragging his terrified wife from the edge of the roof to Nell's hand. They climbed onto the edge of her finger, running down it's length towards the more stable center of her palm. “I'm disengaging the shielding now.”


“Yes, you're quite clever...” said Nell, lowering her hand down just below the level of her breasts, smirking to herself imagining the terrified woman feeling completely inadequate in comparison. True to his word, the glass panels surrounding the city began to retract, and the winter cold began to seep in. Their time here was nearly complete. “John, darling, let's wrap this up shall we?”

With a grunt, John ripped his still hard shaft out of the gutted building, and Nell could hear the horrified shrieks of the tiny couple in her hand through the headset as the capital tower collapsed in on itself, without the support of his cock to hold it up any longer. He stood triumphant, his dick casting a shadow in the moonlight as it hovered over Nell's hand.

“You just didn't anticipate one thing.” said Nell, seeing the aching throbbing of John's cock, begging for release.

“I- we have a deal. I've done my part, you're free to go.” said the mayor, his voice at last betraying his fear as he realized his predicament.

“Exactly.”

The mayor and his wife barely had time to scream as the hand Nell used to hold them snapped up to grip John's cock. They were splattered against it in an instant as she tightly stroked him. John went even stiffer at her touch, and the sensation of the tiny couple smearing to paste against his shaft. Already holding back his load, Nell could feel his looming climax and quickly dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth, her tongue pleasuring him and licking away the remains of the mighty Mayor Golbasto and his wife as John emptied his aching balls into her throat.

~~~

The investigation was inconclusive. The only thing that could be recovered from the city was an electronic log detailing an emergency shutdown of the shields that prevented the city from being buried in the snowfall. It hadn't helped that the Brobdingnagian snow removal team had accidentally rolled over most of the city with a snow plow trying to find the damn place under all that frost, ensuring any further evidence would be marred by having to ask if the destruction had already been there, or was caused by the plow itself. A modest donation was made by the plow company, and no charges could be brought against them, as it wasn't even clear if they had been responsible under the Size Equality Protections Act. It wasn't unheard of for entire Lilliputian cities to be wiped out in natural disasters from time to time, and so, despite being a major Lilliputian population center, it quickly faded from view in the Gulliverian and Brobdingnagian papers. An odd footnote in the history of an odd people, it was soon forgotten by all but the Lilliputians who had lost family in the city's mysterious fate.

And, of course, it would always be remembered by two Brobdingnagians in particular...