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She tried so hard to sound excited to see him but she was actually a little freaked out by the fact that he knew she worked there.

“Great show,” he said in a deep voice trying to sound all macho.

“Yeah,” she asked seductively. “Did you like it,” Trisha asked in a sexy confident whisper. Her hips swung from side to side like a pendulum as she strutted across the room. Fat mans confidence was slowly dissolving as she made her way toward him like a hungry lioness. With every step the beauty took toward him his confidence slipped a notch. He would be a babbling idiot in a few seconds he figured. Her eyes slightly closed giving them that feline like. Her fat pink lips gleamed in the soft light the small table lamp gave off. The tiny white tee shirt she wore had a low cut neckline allowing her ample cleavage to be on display. Her big thimble sized nipples outlined by the shirts cottony material. Her powerful legs in the long black boots. Fat man was in a trance as the dangerous beauty moved closer to him. There she stood before him, her hands on her hips her legs spread slightly more then shoulder width apart. She store down at him like she was a mother about to scold her child. Something about the man made her want to intimidate him. Fat man store up at her in awe. He was sitting in a chair but he didn’t remember her being so tall.

“Get up,” Trisha ordered him. Slowly fat man started to stand. To speed up the process Trisha roughly grabbed him by the back of his dress shirt and pulled him to his feet. His head coward like a scared puppy. His eyes drifted toward the floor as she store him down like a school yard bully. Trisha towered over the man. She remembered in the store he had to crane his neck to see over her shoulder but now he would have to stand on his tip toes to even see over her breasts. As she looked down at the pathetic man her body began to tremble. Her muscles squeezed like a vise, as a tingle shot through her entire body. She closed her eyes tight as her body surged and pushed at her already tight cloths. Fat man still looking at the ground didn’t notice the beautiful eighteen year old girl in front of him growing. His fat little eyes where fixed on the ground or maybe on her well shined fuck-me boots. Trisha opened her eyes to see everything around her had gotten smaller. The velvet chair, the small end table with the lamp, the doorway and even fat man. No longer was his head up to her round breasts. If he looked strait he would be staring into her cute little belly button. She had know idea what had happened. The only thing she did know was fat man was going to get the show of his life.

“Get on your knees and kiss my boots,” Trisha ordered him like she was some kind of Dominatrix. With out hesitation or even a questioning look fat man dropped to his knees. His fat little lips instantly kissed the top of Trisha’s black boot. She couldn’t help but laugh. He looked so small and pathetic being down on all fours. She laughed at the thought of stepping down on the back of his neck with one of her oversized boots. She could snap it like a chicken bone at this height she figured. Trisha’s hands rested on her hips, her thick pretty pink lips where curled up into a sinister smile as he kissed away at her shiny boots. Trisha nudged his face away from her boot with a simple flick of the foot.

“Take my boot off, you pathetic little man,” she ordered. She was getting a total kick out of bossing the little fat man around. She could tell him to stand on his head and he would probably do it. The power was intoxicating. Fat man quickly grabbed at the boots laces. His plump fingers fought with the tight double knot. Trisha tapped her foot on the floor to let fat man know she was getting impatient. He was like a kid opening up the biggest gift under the tree on Christmas day. His hands trembled as he finally undid the laces. Trisha lifted her foot so he could pull her boot off. Her nylon was pulled tight over her sexy foot. The flesh colored nylon was so tight it was almost like a second layer of skin. Fat man’s eyes lifted and toke in every part of his dream girls body. Her long powerful legs that stretched toward the heavens. Her slender muscular flat stomach gleamed from body oils. The underside of her large oversized breasts where exposed due to the tiny tank top and her recent growth spurt. Her sweat beautiful face seamed to be as high as the ceiling from fat mans perspective. Little did he know in a matter of minutes it would be. Wait a second he thought as he store into her eyes.

“That’s impossible,” fat man muttered. She was massive. Trisha must have been eight feet tall. Scared, he was about to jump to his feet but Trisha’s heavy nylon covered foot slammed into his chest. The force knocked him to his back. He gasped in pain. It felt like being hit in the stomach with a baseball bat. Trisha quickly stepped onto his soft plump chest. She barley had to push to keep the man from moving.

“Please, let me up,” his scared chubby face was beat red as he gasped for oxygen. Trisha pushed harder.

“Isn’t this what you wanted? I thought you liked my feet,” she mocked him from above. Her body tensed and her muscled tightened. Fat man’s eyes opened wide as he watched his master grow before him. He struggled under her foot and finally pushed it off him. Trisha watched as her scrambled to his feet and started for the door.

“Show’s not over yet fat man,” she said with a frustrated tone. She grabbed him with one hand by the back of his collar. The fourteen foot girl simple lifted him off the ground and spun him around. His dress shirt strained at the seams as Trisha easily lifted him of the ground. His collar dug into his neck, like a tightening noose. His fat little arms pulled at the collar of his shirt. His oxygen was being cut off. She dropped him at her feet with a thud. Trisha lifted her giant foot above his head and slowly pressed down. His chubby head was pinned under the massive weight of her giant foot. His nose bent over and flattened against his face as she applied the slightest bit of pressure.

“Now fat man, how does my foot smell,” Trisha teased him. His hands fought with her massive foot. It completely covered his face and was not only keeping him from breathing but was also pinning him to the floor. She was going to crush his skull if she pushed any harder. His tiny head ached and his fat face burned as she slowly rubbed her nylon covered foot back and forth. His screams where muffled under the beauties heavy foot. Trisha bent down and with both hands tore a hole in the top of her nylon. Then she proceeded to tear the nylon from her foot. Trisha’s body swelled again. With a slight tremble and a tensing of the muscles she grow to at least twenty feet. Her head was touching the high cathedral ceiling and she had to bend at the waist to keep her head from popping through the roof. Her foot was a little less then half the size of the man pinned under it. Her expanding body had torn her little shirt and sexy go go shorts into threads. Trisha could hear screams coming from the main room now. Someone must have saw her she figured as the room burst out into panic.

In the other room Sally was going through an identical growth spurt. Club goers at first clapped and cheered thinking it was some type of special effect show but it quickly escalated into a frenzy. The men pushed and pulled their way toward the exits while the other dancers and staff fought for an exit them selves. Sally’s cloths had practically ripped off her by now. Only her boots fit like the where supposed to. They seamed to be growing along with her. Her body tensed again and her head pushed at the flimsy ceiling. Soon the club goers that made it to the parking lot could see a giant blonde head push through the roof like it was tissue paper.

Back in the V.I.P room with Trisha’s last growth spurt, fat mans head caved in like a deflated basketball. The raven haired beauty pushed at the ceiling with her powerful arms tearing through it like a wet paper towel. She was amazed to see Sally in the same position she was in.


Part 3
“Look at us Trisha we’re fucking gigantic,” Sally told her friend as her growing body pushed threw the roof. Sally’s clinch fists punched and pulled at the building. She was clearing a bigger spot for her expanding body. She laughed at how easy the roof crumbled as she punched at it again. In the club the last of the patrons where pushing their way out the door as chunks of ceiling fell to the floor. The girls continued to grow. They where already about fifty feet tall and seamed to be growing at a more rapid rate then before.

“This is awesome,” Trisha yelled as her broad shoulders crashed though the ceiling. She copied Sally by pounding the broken roof with her Volkswagen sized fists. There bodies where growing more then a foot per second. Trisha felt her gigantic boobs pushing at the underside of the roof. The plywood screeched as hundreds of nails un bedded themselves from the roofs massive post and beam rafters. She laughed as her breasts popped through the roof like a Jack in the box. Huge chunks of the roof flung from her massive chest high into the sky. Tiny men dodged falling debris as they made their way through the parking lot towards their cars. Roof shingles, plywood, and giant roof rafters rained down on the tiny spectators below. One unlucky man was hit square in the head with a falling sheet of plywood. He stopped dead in his tracks and store up at the spiraling piece of plywood as it fell from the sky. The impact knocked him out cold and he fell limp to the ground while others ran for shelter. Three men nearly avoided being crushed as they bolted from their doomed car. A giant beam fell from the sky and collapsed the automobiles roof like a tin can. Jagged roof shingles and smaller boards helicoptered toward the ground causing just as much havoc to the fleeing crowd as the bigger pieces. The roof was only up to the girls waists now and they continued to grow at an alarming rate as brave spectators looked on.

“They look like G.I. Joe guys, don’t they Trisha,” Sally said as she pushed the remaining section of roof down with her hands. Her long legs dwarfed the buildings walls. Sally laughed as she watched the havoc she and Trisha where causing. The parking lots exit was bottle necked due to crashed and abandon automobiles. Tiny men ran from their vehicles. Some even ventured across the busy highway to escape the giant females. Cars skidded out of control to avoid fleeing pedestrians. Groups of men where run down by countless out of control cars and trucks. The horrific scene kind of reminded Trisha of a Crocodile show she saw on television. The men crossing the highway looked like a heard of helpless Elk crossing the Nile. The giant speeding cars took them out one by one. The few lucky ones that made it across the busy road turned around and watched as the girls continued to grow.

Cricket watched in disbelief as his club was ripped apart by two naked 100 foot eighteen year old girls. He watched from the back seat of his stretched limo as he puffed nervously on his thick cigar.

“Get us out of here,” Crickets raspy voice ordered the limo driver. Flooring the gas pedal the black limo plowed through vacated cars and even club goers. The big car pushing them aside like snow to a snow plow. Trisha stepped her right leg out of the collapsed building. Her heavy black boot rattled the ground as she stepped down. Cars hopped and skipped as she brought her other foot down with a tremendous thud. She was simply monstrous. At least 200 feet tall and her growing had not resided. Her long raven hair blow slightly in the wind as her giant doe eyes scanned the parking lot below. She stood with her hands high on her hips and her muscular legs where spread a little more then shoulder width apart. She smiled wickedly at the tiny black limo as it pushed a smaller car out of the way. Cricket could see her eyes set on him through the cars tinted moon roof. His cigar dropped from his mouth as the car passed by her gigantic feet. She was completely naked except for her giant black knee high boots. Her perfect breasts where smeared with dust and black soot.

“Where do you think your going,” Trisha said snidely as she stamped her foot down in front of the limo. Her footfall buckled the pavement. Near by pedestrians fell to the ground as her monestrous foot contacted the pavement. The tiny limo screeched to a halt just before colliding with the giant girls boot. Trisha laughed at the sight of the little car. Her foot simply dwarfed the tiny automobile. She could crush it flatter then a penny if she wanted to. Trisha could only imagine the fear running through the cars occupants tiny little minds as she slowly bent at the waist. Her long arm reached for the limo as the tiny men cried out for help. Cricket pushed his door open just as Trisha’s long fingers encircled the car. Grasping the limo with two fingers Trisha lifted it off the ground like it was a little matchbox car. Crickets chance to jump out his open door where long passed as Trisha quickly lifted them into the sky. They passed by her well trimmed, puffy lipped vagina. Up passed her strong flat muscular stomach. Passed her gigantic oversized breasts, til finally she was peering through the tiny cars windshield. Her big brown eyes filled the occupants vison as they store out at the beautiful giantess.

“Hello little guys,” Trisha spoke to the men in the little car. “Bet your pretty scared, huh,” she teased them. “I would be scared to if a giant girl had me trapped in my little car” her warm breath was fogging the cars windshield as she spoke. “Why don’t you boys come on out so we can play,” Trisha giggled. With that said she placed the tiny car in the palm of her left hand. Seeing the men had no thoughts about leaving their car she gripped the tiny roof between her index finger and thumb. The men screamed as the gigantic teen ripped off the roof like a pull tab on a soda can. She quickly flipped the car over and shook it into her open left palm. The driver fell instantly into the beauties open hand while Cricket dangled from the car by holding a seat belt. Trisha laughed seeing her tiny boss hanging from the safety belt like a little worm on a fish hook.

“Cricket is that you,” Trisha laughed. Not having any interest in the tiny driver in her hand she simply dumped him out. Cricket watched as his driver fell to his death. The drop was well over two hundred feet and the man screamed the whole way down. His voice load at first and as he dropped it trailed off until a faint thud. Crickets little arms where growing tired as he held on to the safety strap for dear life. Trisha lifted the car up to eye level and examined her little boss for a second. Seeing his strength was giving she figured she should play with him a bit.

“Wow Cricket, it looks like your getting pretty tired of holding yourself up, huh” she said sarcastically. Trisha laughed wickedly as she blow a stream of warm air at her tiny boss. Cricket’s arms screamed in pain as he swung like a pendulum over the giants open palm. Trisha stopped blowing as she saw his grip loosen.

“Well Cricket I have to tell you,” she joked. “You look like a little worm hanging from a fish hook”. Trisha lifted the car high above her head. “And I’m a big shark that wants to gobble you up”. She slowly tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide. Cricket held the belt with everything he had as he dangled over Trisha’s open pink mouth. Her large tongue darted out and teased the little man by gently licking at his feet and legs.

“Come on Cricket let go,” she teased him. “I’m hungry,” she laughed as the little man fought to pull himself up higher. His little arms simply had nothing left. He was going to fall into his beautiful employees giant mouth he thought as his fingers loosened. He slide down the belt before grabbing it tightly again. Seeing he was about to fall Trisha licked her thick pink lips.

“Ummmmm, yummy,” she moaned as the little man fought to hold on. He slipped again. He was now hanging at the end of the safety belt by one hand. His little legs kicked at Trisha’s slippery soft tongue as she teased him with it. With out warning Trisha lowered him into her mouth and clamped her teeth shut like a giant shark. She slowly pulled the seatbelt out of her shut lips. Cricket was gone. She tossed the car over her shoulder like a balled up piece of paper. She slowly chewed as a wicked half smile appeared on her face.

Seeing all the fun Trisha was having got Sally extremely excited. It was her turn she figure, and she wasn’t about to be out done by her pretty friend. Sally’s Massive white boot raised into the sky. High above a of car making its way to the exit of the parking lot. The little gray Subaru swerved and wove around abandon cars, fallen roof debris, and an occasional person. Four little men screamed as a shadow darkened over their car. In front of them and to both sides was a wall of traffic. There was nothing the driver could do but jack on the brakes. Sally’s foot was racing towards the ground. The driver quickly popped his door open and began to run clear of the car. With out hesitation the passenger followed suit. The men in the back seat fought with their doors. They screamed as they pulled at the door handles. The doors where locked. The damn child safety locks must have been on. The shadow grew darker as Sally’s foot came crashing down. The ground trembled violently as Sally stepped down on the little Subaru. The tiny car was no match for her enormous white boot. Sally slowly twisted her foot side to side like she was putting out a cigarette. On-lookers could hear the twisting and grinding metal as the giant eighteen year old literally twisted it into the ground.

“Where are you boys off to,” Sally’s voice boomed from above like distant thunder. The two men that escaped the vehicle where running towards the lots exit when they heard Sally speak. She quickly dropped down to her knees. The impact rumbled the ground enough to set off car alarms in the next lot over. With her massive left hand she reached in front of the tiny escape artists. Her two story high hand blocked their path like a fleshy version of the Great Wall of China. The two men stopped dead in their tracks and about-faced like two tiny running backs to avoid Sally’s massive hand. They could hear her sinister laugh as she advanced on them with her opened left hand. Little did the men know that she was corralling them into a trap. As her hand swept the ground like a giant snow plow the men kept running towards her. Tiny cars where effortlessly pushed and flipped out of the way as her hand bulldozed the parking lot in hot pursuit of the little men. When they where close enough Sally clinched her left hand into a giant fist and punched the ground just behind them. The shock wave sent the men sailing threw the air. Their little bodies flipped and somersaulted until they slide roughly to a halt about fifty feet from Sally’s monestrous knees. She laughed as the little men store up at her. She was simply massive, no less then 300 ft. tall.

“Well little men looks like you fell right into my trap,” Sally chuckled. “My booby-trap,” she laughed at her lame joke as she lowered her house sized left breast down on the two tiny men. She lowered herself in a push-up position. Her knees still on the ground. Sally could feel her huge nipples erecting as she thought about crushing two men under her one breast. Her swollen pink nipple gently glided over the helpless men as she swayed her massive breast side to side above them. She dropped herself a bit more and the men got an idea of her weight. The air was forced from their tiny lungs as her one left nipple pinned them both to the ground like a giant pink wrestler. Sally moaned in pleasure at the thought of two grown men being crushed under her one erect nipple. She applied the slightest bit of pressure and the men fought her with everything they had. Their punches and kicks sent shivers down her spine. The shivers reach every nerve ending in every appendage of her body. It felt like a tiny feather tickling at her rock hard pink nipple. She let the men fight for what seemed minutes.

“How fucking cool is this,” Sally laughed as she gave Trisha a wink. The feeling was just to good. Their tiny bodies wiggled and squirmed under her massive nipple as she ever so gently applied more pressure. The men grew tired and Sally grow bored. She forcefully pressed her left boob to the ground. Her body trembled in ecstasy as she rubbed her breast over the pavement. As Sally slowly sat up Trisha started to laugh. The two men where crushed flat and stuck to Sally’s left breast just under her hard nipple.

“What’s so funny,” Sally asked as she looked down at her breast. With her right hand Sally upturned her tit to see both men splattered just under her pink nipple. The two men looked like ketchup stains on the giant girl.

“Well I guess I got em’,” she laughed as she wiped away their remains with her hand. “Let’s go down town and have some fun.

The ground shook violently as the two 300 foot girls walked down the busy city streets. Tiny people scattered as their giant foot falls rattled their environment. Trisha’s tremendous footsteps buckled the pavement as dozens of unlucky pedestrians disappeared under them. As her trailing foot lifted high in the air debris from her earlier steps fell from the bottom of her giant boot. Flattened cars, twisted traffic lights, crushed bodies, and loose pavement showered down on the crowds below, causing just as much havoc as one of her earth rumbling steps. Car alarms blared from the small shock waves the girls steps caused. Parked cars hopped and shook from the impact of massive booted feet colliding with the ground below. People abandoned their vehicles as the giant teens made their way down the street towards the city. As another earth shaking foot fall contacted the pavement massive gusts of wind shot out from under it sending people, and anything else lighter then an automobile hurling through the air. The streets below where chaotic, tiny little people ran for shelter as the giant girls aimlessly strolled down the streets.

“I’m fucking starving,” Sally whined as she rubbed her long flat belly. “Listen its growling,” she sexually pouted as she complained to Trisha.

“Here,” Trisha told her leggy blonde friend. “Sit down and relax I’ll be right back”. With that Trisha disappeared behind some high rise buildings. Sally examined her surroundings and found a lovely seat atop a 30 story apartment building. She shrieked as her giant ass contacted the cool roof of the building. She sat down slowly and she could feel the top few floors give under her weight as the building contoured to her toned ass. Sally long legs draped down the side of the building. Her giant white boots crossed at the ankles as she leaned back to relax. She was starving. Her thick pink lips pouting like a mad little child that didn’t get their way. What had Trisha had in mind the lovely blonde giantess thought. Before long Sally’s baby blue eyes opened wide as Trisha returned for her short excursion. Her pouting mouth quickly turned to a brilliant white smile. Trisha was holding a tiny city bus in one of her hands.

“Is that for me,” Sally sprang up in her seat. The building below began to crack down the side as Sally continued to shift her weight. Trisha reached out and handed her friend the tiny silver bus. Sally quickly lifted it to her eyes. In the bus she saw a mass of people huddled in the far back corner away from the doors.

“Oh my God there are so many of them”. “And their all so scared,” The blonde smiled at the tiny people in the bus. “Oh come on little people it could be worse. Sure I could let you go and you could live out the rest of your dull, boring, pathetic hum drum lives. You could wake up every morning at the same time. Repeatedly hit the snooze button on your alarm clock. Rush to the office, because lets face it your always running behind schedule. After punching in a half hour late, you mosey over to the water cooler and exchange meaningless banter and completely dull stories with your meaningless dull co-workers. You rush to get home, wait in bumper to bumper traffic. All just so you can cook dinner, kick off your shoes and watch the news before going to bed. The next morning you start the same useless circle over and over again. And for what, so you can spend every single penny you earn on taxes and your way over priced rent,” Sally toke pity on the little people. “Or little people, you can come and be a part of me and my fascinating life. Now how does that sound,” she asked the little people in a serious tone. Sally’s cute smile turned to an evil glare. No one on the bus had volunteered. She was furious.

“You ungrateful little bastards. Here I am offering you to be a part of this,” she rubbed her free hand down the side of her sexy body. “And none of you jump at the chance”. “Well you little maggots don’t have a choice”. “I’m going to eat every last one of you,” with that said Sally snapped the bus in two like a Kit-Kat bar. The gigantic blonde lifted the half of the bus with all the people in it up to her beautiful face. There must have been twenty or thirty men and women on the bus. All of them huddled tightly together in the back corner. Sally could hear their screams. To her it just sounded like squeaks from little field mice. The buses occupants store in horror as the giant girl lifted their bus high over her head. Sally opened her mouth and tilted her head back. She slowly tipped the bus into her giant mouth. Inside the bus men and women grabbed onto seats, rails, anything that was bolted down to the buses floor. The screams in the bus grew deafening as the passengers lost their footing. The bus was now tipped almost 90 degrees. Little people hung from their seats and metal bus railings. Their tiny legs kicked and swung looking for foot holds. Underneath them was an open and waiting mouth the size of an Olympic swimming pool. The giantess could easily just drop the whole bus in her enormous pink mouth if she really wanted to. Sally gave the little salt shaker sized bus a shake. The rattling of the bus made holding on almost impossible. More then half the buses occupants where shook from their holds. Little men and women tumbled down the buses isle. They reached and grabbed for hand holds as they slide down the ever shortening isle. One by one people tumbled out of the bus. Their little bodies flipped and somersaulted into the giant eighteen year olds mouth. Sally could feel tiny bodies landing on her tongue. It felt like she was sprinkling Ice Cream Jimmies in her mouth. She shook the bus again getting the last of the passengers to tumble down the isle and fall into the pink hole. Sally closed her mouth and swallowed forcefully. She could feel little people wiggling and squirming as they slid down her throat.

A tiny attractive twenty something year old woman was the last to spiraled out of the bus. She kicked her legs and swung her arms reaching for air as she fell towards the giantess’ closed glossy red lips. The little brunette screamed as she tossed and turned through the air. After a twenty foot free fall the tiny woman’s body collided with Sally’s gigantic bottom lip. The impact knocked the air from the little woman’s lungs. Her tiny heart raced and her impressive chest heaved as the air rushed back into her lungs. The cute brunette was lying with her back down on the giant girls lower lip. The glossy lipstick Sally wore had the tiny woman stuck to it like a giant piece of fly paper. Not even noticing the little stow away on her lip Sally turned to Trisha with a big smile. She rubbed her long sexy belly.

“That was de-lish,” Sally giggled as she let out a little burp. She playfully covered her mouth Then burst out laughing. Trisha seeing the little woman fighting to free her self from the blood red lipstick prison came up with an Idea. She reached out her long index finger and touched it to Sally’s lower lip. Trisha scooped the little woman up with the under side of her pink finger nail. The little woman sat on the tip of Trisha’s finger. Her tight fitting jogging outfit covered in red lipstick and saliva. Trisha lifted the tiny woman up and held her just in front of Sally’s wicked smile. The mini brunette clung to Trisha finger nail as the titan sized blonde slightly parted her lips and lowered her mouth on to Trisha’s finger. Sally slid her wet lips all the way to the base of Trisha’s finger and slowly dragged and sucked her way back up. Sally worked Trisha index finger like a small penis as she gently slid her mouth back and forth. Trisha giggled as Sally’s skillful tongue gently licked at the tip of her finger like it was a tiny cock head. Trisha grabbed at Sally’s long blonde hair and gave it a playful wank. She held her friends head still by wrapping her hand into her long blonde locks. Trisha began sliding her finger in and out of Sally’s wet mouth like she was fucking it. Trisha looked into her friends deep blue eyes as she jammed her fingers in like a wet erect cock. Trisha quickly extracted her finger and replaced it with her hot little tongue. She pulled at Sally’s hair like two long horse rains and forced her slippery pink tongue into Sally’s mouth. The girls tongues wrestled like two giant serpents in each other mouths. After what seemed minutes Trisha pulled at Sally’s hair forcing their lips to separate. With a quick wank Trisha pulled Sally’s head down towards her gigantic breasts. She hugged her friends head in between her oversized flesh mounds. Sally’s tongue twirled around the cleavage of her hot Raven haired friend. Her saliva coated the gigantic boobs as she rubbed her face between them like two giant pillows. Sally’s breathing became erratic. Her face was sandwiched in Trisha’s giant wet tits. She had plenty of oxygen but it was harder to breath as Trisha wiggled her boobs into her open mouth. Trisha Jammed the tip of her left breast into Sally’s mouth. Her long pink tongue circled Trisha’s erect nipple outlining her sensitive areola. Her tight lips poked and pulled at Trisha’s hard pink nipple. It felt like a thick pencil eraser in her mouth as she sucked on it like a baby sucking a bottle.

Sally could feel Trisha slightly pushing the top of her head now. She let Trisha’s hands guide her down her flat stomach. Sally’s tongue left a trail of saliva down Trisha’s toned stomach as she traced down her body. The giant blondes knees slammed into the ground blow as she kneeled in front of Trisha. The pavement buckled and close-by onlookers where ratted to the ground. Sally’s chin scraped over Trisha’ well manicured landing strip. The tiny pubic hairs tickled at her nose as she rubbed her face against it. Finally her lips meet Trisha’s already moist pussy. The thick pink lips where soaked with her juices and Sally tasted them for the first time. She parted Trisha pink lips and ever so gently sucked on either side of Trisha’s meaty drapes. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and tasted the inside of Trisha’s vagina. It tasted sweet but also had a coppery taste to it. Almost like licking a copper penny she thought as she gripped her friends ass checks and dug her tongue deeper into her sopping wet pussy. Sally wiggled her nose over Trisha’s tiny pink clitoris while she explored the inside of her sex with her muscular tongue. Trisha moaned in ecstasy as she grinded her pubic mound into her sexy blonde friends face.

“Yeah baby eat it, Trisha moaned as she pushed on Sally’s face. To get a bit more comfortable Sally started to sit. Her ass dropped towards the ground. A tiny abandon car was crushed under her giant weight of her ass cheek as she sat down. Her long legs out stretched down the street as she laid back. People fled as two giant white boots scrapped down the road like a bulldozer. A movement as simple as straightening her legs caused havoc with the tiny people below. The ground shook while her boots plowed down the street. Cars, trucks, buses, and even people where run down by her giant advancing boots. Sally laid down on her back. She could feel tiny auto mobiles and even people crush as her back hit the pavement. Trisha straddled her friends face so she could continue on her pussy. Trisha set her mound down on Sally’s face and gently grinded. Sally’s long arms wrapped over Trisha’s smooth thighs and her fingers separated her damp pussy lips as her tongue went back to work. Sally store up a Trisha from between her toned thighs. She looked so sexy her massive breast jiggled as she slide back and forth on of Sally’s face. Trisha’s head was tilted back like she was praying to the heavens. Trisha’s hands pawed at her own chest. She lifted at the bottom of her boobs and gave them a tight squeeze. Sally watched as Trisha’s boobs morphed like water filled balloons to her squeezes. Trisha alternated wiggling the tips of her breasts as she cupped them from beneath. She would soon climax if Sally didn’t stop teasing her clit. Trisha with out warning stood up. She store down at her friend as she laid on her back. Trisha’s face looked confident and sexy while Sally’s more look of bewilderment.

“Trisha slowly strutted over to a near by building. As she walked she carelessly trampled crowds of on-lookers under her long black boots. Tiny crowds ran in fear as the underside of her massive boot descended on them. Screams turned to silence as she squished them like tiny bugs under her boots sole. The building was about a hundred and fifty feet tall. Half the size of the raven haired beauty. Trisha leaned over at the waist. She spread her long golden legs and stuck out her toned ass. She set her hands down on top of the building and looked over her shoulder to see Sally on he knees again. Sally crawled to her friend like a gigantic sex kitten. Her hands lifted high in the air and came down to the ground with a thud. Scattering people crushed under her huge open palms. Her long legs slid across the ground leaving a trail of havoc behind them. Crushed cars, squished people, and buckled pavement where some of the things pulverized in the giantess’ wake. Sally’s Tongue went back to work on Trisha’s pink slit Shivers danced down Trisha’s spine. The things Sally was doing to her sweet honey pot where undescribable. Sally pulled her head back and examined the ground around her. Seeing a tiny lipstick container sized bus Sally had an idea. She grabbed the little blue bus in her right hand. With her left hand she opened Trisha’s puffy lower lips. Trisha cooed as a cold metal object pressed against her blood engorged clit. She didn’t know what it was but it felt good as Sally rubbed it over her love button. Sally slowly inserted the city bus into her friends deep pink hole. First the windshield, then the door, then rows of windows disappeared into Trisha’s tight pussy. The giant black haired eighteen year old trusted her hips releasing then engulfing the tiny bus all the way to Sally’s finger tips. Trisha laid her body on top of the building. Her giant round breast mushed against the roof. As she bucked her hips more rapidly her breasts shook, jabbing at the roof of the building. Inside the building people ran for the stairs and hide under their desks as the building shook. The top floor of the building was being compacted as Trisha’s heavy house sized boobs pushed at the weakening steal. Trisha arched her back and her enormous boobs lifted into the air. Sally pounded away at her vagina with the blue bus dildo and Trisha’s tits swung like giant flesh wreaking balls just over the building. Her body tingled as Sally picked at her clit with her long tongue. Trisha’s meaty breasts swung back and forth above the roof. She giggled with pleasure as her breast scraped along the top of the building. Back and forth they swung as she slowly lowered herself. There was a fight to the exits on the top four floors as people saw a massive set of breasts swinging towards the building. Like two giant wrecking balls Trisha’s tits slapped the side of the building shaking it to its core. Plates of glass windows shattered and rained into the rooms of the top four floors. Men and women fought for the exit as Trisha’s gigantic breasts went into a back swing. Screams could be heard from the streets below as the giant eighteen year olds massive boobs swung toward the building again. The building rocked as her breasts tore through the top four floors. The building was literally decapitated by the weight of Trisha’s enormous swaying breasts.

Hunks of concrete, shards of glass, desks and even unlucky workers feel to the city streets below. Trisha arched her back. A jolt of pleasure started from her vagina and worked its way up her spine and through her body. She was orgasming and her giant body bucked and quivered. She let out a bear like scream that shook close by buildings. Her dripping pussy pulsated around the tiny bus. Trisha dropped to her knees as her leg muscles gave. She hugged the roofless building in an effort to keep herself from falling over. It felt so good. Her giant face pressed to the left side of the building an her enormous breasts pushed at the windows. A man store in awe as Trisha’s giant nipple squished against the window of his office. It completely covered his view of the outside world. Her nipple slid side to side up and down over the man’s window as the giant girl panted for air. He couldn’t believe the window could hold back something so immense. It was easily bigger then himself and he could hear the windows stress as she breathed in.

Trisha slowly stood as she recuperated from the big “o”. She turned to face her friend how was already standing.

“It’s my turn now,” Sally said staring at her still panting friend. Sirens whaled, while tiny police cars skidded to a halt.

“What the fuck is this,” Sally laughed as van loads of swat members piled out and ran for cover. “They think some little friggin swat team is going to stop us,” she laughed as she stood in the classic giantess pose. Her hands on her hips legs spread apart. Her weight slightly leaning to one side. Trisha laughed at the thought herself.

“You boys are gonna need bigger guns then that two stop two giant girls,” Trisha chuckled as she stood next to her friend in a similar pose. Once in position guns fired at the three hundred foot tall females. The bullets where useless. They didn’t even break the thick skin of the massive beauties. Sally was first to act. She slowly walked over to the first police car. Standing over it in her favorite giantess pose she store down at two officers that shot at her from behind the car. The little bullets felt like grains of sand bouncing off her exposed skin in a wind storm. Sally leaned her head forward and let a big wad of spit fall from her mouth. The giant white glob of saliva reshaped itself over and over again as it fell. The white wad splattered over the two officers and their car. The police men slammed to the ground as a deluge of water hit them. The force drove the wind from their lungs as they where swept off their feet by a wave of saliva. Sally laughed and headed for another cruiser. The cops ran as she lifted her giant white knee high boot high into the air. “Boom,” her foot shook the city street as she slammed it down on the police car below. Anyone in a one hundred yard radius fell to the ground with the shock wave that followed the titanic females stomp. The girls had a field day. They crushed every officer, every cruiser, and swat team member they saw. Foot stomp after foot stomp the police’s defense plan was put to rest. Sally watched as Trisha strutted down the street.

“Where are you going,” the sexy blonde yelled to her friend. Without even turning Trisha answered.

“I’m going to have a little talk with my father,” then she disappeared behind some large buildings.

Trisha’s father opened the refrigerator door to grab another beer. He could hear thuds of thunder in the distance as he popped the cheap beer can open. “Boom, boom, boom, the thuds grow louder with every second. Soon the ground was rattling. Just slight vibrations at first but with each increasingly louder thud the floor shook a bit more. Finally Trisha’s father was fighting to stay up. The floor shook like an earthquake and the low sounding thuds rumbled like thunder. Trisha’s father held on to his beer like it was his most cherished possession. Not one drop spilled form the can as he gabbed a chair to keep balance. Trisha stopped directly over the small two story house. The shaking stopped along with the thuds and Trisha’s father went back to consuming his beer like nothing ever happened. After sitting back in his favorite reclining chair he heard a sound that would haunt him for the rest of his short life. It was the sound of laughter. Female laughter, and not just any female but his daughter Trisha. Only the laughing was loud almost deafening. It sounded like Trisha was laughing through a huge pa system.

“Hey daddy I’m home,” she laughed at the thought of seeing her tiny fathers face. Trisha’s father jumped out of his seat.

“I’m gonna beat the fuck out of that stupid little bitch,” he said as he hurried to the front door. “Who the fuck does she think she is yelling to me through a speaker system”. He flung the door open, beer still in hand as he walked out to the covered front porch.

“Where are you, you stupid little slut,” he yelled before taking another swig of his beer.

“Up here daddy,” Trisha laughed as she stepped out in front of the house. Trisha’s father dropped his beer he was so shocked. He could see two gigantic black boots standing out in front of his porch. The roof over the porch kept him from seeing his 300 foot eighteen year old daughter staring down at him. He slowly approached the edge of the old wooden porch. The closer to the edge he got the more of the giantess he saw. First her giant black stripper boots, then her long golden brown thighs. His jaw dropped as her perfect pouting pussy lips came into view. Past the landing strip of jet black pubic hair, and by her deep dark naval his eyes scanned. Her sexy flat stomach, was topped of with two house sized perfectly symmetrical breasts. Just over her massive boos was his daughters smiling face. Her long black hair draped over her shoulders and tickled at her boobs. Daughter or not she was a sight.

“What do you think of my outfit daddy, does it meet your approval,” she teased him from above. He remained silent. His beady eyes fixed on her massive smiling face. “Well daddy I wanted to talk to you about the way you have treated me since mom left. You have been nothing but nasty, and hateful towards me and my friends, and I think you need a spanking,” she said in a stern voice. Hearing that her father ran back into the house. The scared little man locked the door behind him, like it would help.

“Now daddy don’t make this more difficult then it has to be,” Trisha said as her oldman locked himself in his bedroom. “Oh well,” she said before dropping to her knees. Her father store out a second story window as she positioned herself next to the house. Her giant brown doe eyes scanned each window until she saw her father. Her was crouched behind his bed watching his daughters every move. Making a fist she punched through the roof like it was a wet napkin. Plaster, blue board and roof rafters dropped into her fathers room. Her fingers quickly plucked him from his hiding spot behind the bed. She raised him out of his room by the back of his battered red flannel shirt. His shirt dug into his neck as the telephone sized fingers guided him out the hole in the roof. Trisha giggled as she lifted her scared father to her face. He was so tiny she thought as she stood up. His stomach turned as he was raised 300 feet into the air in a matter of seconds. He dangled just in front of his daughters large doe eyes. Trisha turned and sat on the roof of her house. It was a pretty low seat for such a giant girl but it would do. The wood splintered and the roof began to give as she lowered all her weight on it. The small house strained to hold the weight of the giant teen. To her it was like sitting on a milk crate or even a small doll house. Her jumbo sized breasts hide behind her knees she sat so low. With her father dangling from her two fingers in front of her she reached up with the other hand and ripped his pants off.

“Spanking time,” she said laughing as she dropped him into her open left palm. He was laying face down in her palm his naked ass sticking into the air. With her little pinky finger Trisha swatted his ass. He screamed in pain as her little tap turned his pale white ass into a stingy red. Trisha was in hysterics as she tapped his ass with the tip of her little finger. She could see his tush reddening with every spank.

“Bad little daddy,” she said in a sarcastic voice. He was in tears before she finally stopped. Lifting him in her open palm she giggled seeing his red tush. As he stood up Trisha covered her mouth noticing his hardening penis. She had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. She couldn’t believe it he was actually excited about this situation.

“Well, well, is somebody happy to see me,” she teased pointing at his erect dick. “Do you like giant girls daddy,” she teased. She was still sitting on the house. Her knees sat up in front of her mammoth chest, the tiny man stood half naked in her palm as she store to him. Trisha placed the tiny man on her right knee cap. His member still fully erected. She reached out with her pinky finger and gently rubbed at the underside of his penis.

“How’s that feel,” the giant girl asked as he began grinding his hips with her finger. She couldn’t believe it her tiny father was standing on her knee dry humping her little finger. Trisha leaned back. The house creaked under her weight. Her massive boobs came out from hiding behind her knees as she laid against the neighbors house with her head. Trisha’s little father still stood on her right knee as she gently massaged her gigantic breasts.

“Do you like what you see you little pervert,” her voice sounded a bit more harsh. Her fingers twirled around her nipples. She gently tickled and rubbed at them until they swelled up. The tiny man on her knee watched in excitement. Sure it was his daughter but not by blood. He had never told her but he started seeing her mom after she was born. To him it was just a gigantic hot eighteen year old, nothing more. Trisha’s lifted her massive left breast to her mouth. She watched the little man as she took her nipple between her thick pink lips.. Her tongue swirled around her rock hard nipple as the little man on her knee started masturbating.

“Do you like that, “ she said taking her nipple out of her mouth. “I bet you would like to come play with these tittys wouldn’t you. I think their a little to big for you though,” she laughed before putting her nipple back in her mouth. She gently gripped her nipple between her teeth and let go of her breast. The weight of her support less breast stretched her pink nipple. She watched as he continued to masturbate.

“Imagine your self right here,” she said pointing to her sternum between her massive boobs. She slowly squeezed her breasts together. “Can you picture what it would be like. My gigantic tits closing in on your little body. I would slowly press them together. I could feel your little body push up against me. Come on little man beat it,” she said teasing her father. “I would let off the pressure and let you explore my breasts. You could try to climb one of these babies but I wouldn’t let you get to far,” she said squeezing her boobs. “When you where half way up this breast right here,” she pointed to her massive right breast about half way up. “Smack,” she clapped her boobs together. He burst out a trail of white seamen. Trisha could barley see the thick white goo as it shot out over her knee.

“That’s a good little man,” Trisha cheered him on. She lifted her tiny shaking father off her knee. She started to lower him towards her picture perfect pubic mound. She rubbed him against her thick meat curtains. He salty pussy dampened once again. Trisha pushed his little body between the folds of her massive pussy. His red flannel shirt and long scraggily hair where coated in pussy juices. Trisha carefully guided him in and out of her cunt. The harder her breathing got the deeper she would stick the man. Honestly she could barley feel him. It was her fingers that where doing all the work. They pushed and stretched her tight inner walls as the little man went along for the ride. Her hips began bucking wildly. She was quick to orgasm. Just the thought of forcing a tiny man up her pussy made her explode. She released her father deep inside her. She could feel him fighting to get out. His little kicks and punches only extended her orgasm as she wiggled around on the straining house. The house gave way. Trisha laughed as she fell to the ground. Everything she ever had was in that house. Well everything except her boots. All her cloths, her cd’s and her memories of a brutal childhood. Trisha’s father finally made it to the exit of her deep sex hole.

“Now little man,” she said reaching for him. “I have to get back to town and help out Sally. So I really have no use for you,” She said lifting him high in the air over her mouth. She had him pinched between her thumb and forefinger and she slowly lowered him to her opening mouth. She could hear him scream but couldn’t care less. He met no more to her then a little bug. He felt her grip loosen and he dropped into her open mouth. Trisha swallowed hard. She didn’t want chew him. Instead she wanted him to slowly and painfully dissolve in her stomach fluids. She could feel him wiggle as her traveled down her throat and even a bit in her belly. With that done she stood up.

“Hang on Sally, here I come”.










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