“Hey, you up?”

“Yeah… I think so…”

“Let’s go.”

“Go? Where?”

“Anywhere but here. It’s a literal ghosttown now.”

“Well, yeah. Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Absolutely. Can’t deny that. But there are more cities to destroy. More people to show our deadly sexiness. Maybe we can actually take over the world if we continue our little death parade?

“You know, I’ve always felt the world deserved to be under our feet. Why don’t we cut to the chase?“

“Washington D.C?”

“Hell yeah, Washington D.C.”

“Just what I’ve always wanted to see. I’ve always wanted to see the Washington Monument dwarfed by this giant dick.”

“Damn right babe, I don’t even think it’s a fair matchup. Almost want to suck you off now big man.”

“Not yet, let’s wait to give the world a real big show of force.”

Goddamn, always a way with words. Going to Washington D.C., truly letting the world know who is really in charge. No President, no Congress, no lobbyist, no diplomats, just pure sexy redistribution. Ha, redistribution. Just the thought of it. Redistributing my man’s cum all over the structures of government. Letting my massive vagina be the true purse strings. Unyielding in demand for the only tax that will be apart of our new world order, human sacrifice. My breasts, so gorgeous and giant, would crush the masses so destitute and powerless.

  A new world for the people to only serve us large and powerful sex-crazed rulers. All flags and creeds will only bend to our will. One nation, under God and Goddess. Unbounded by the normal handcuffs of judge and jury, law and order. Our pure indomitable strength of haughty desire. No one will survive. All will die. It will take time, but we will do it with undying zeal. Oh my god I’m getting worked up again.

We strode lazily through the many towns and cities not worthy of our attention. Our feet collapsed the ground. Grass, steel, asphalt, it didn’t matter much. Our purpose beckoned, motivated to truly remake this country in our image. The sinkholes caused by the meer motion of walking. Cars, trucks, people, got swallowed whole, that is, unless, they were popped in a bloody haze. The soft squish is really starting to make me twitch. Our toes burst through all types of construction. Houses and buildings blown away unceremoniously. Just a little give, and little heft to the motion of our endless legs. Our legs shifting not only buildings but lives, snuffing them out of existence without even a second thought. Bodies were kicked and thrown like miniature rag dolls.

They flew down the street colliding with literally everything in sight. It was a hilarious spectacle if I do say so myself. In fact, we are doing them a favor.

How many of those tiny fucks just wasted days, weeks, months, years, decades just following orders. Consigned to a world of unhappiness barely surviving on crumbs and social security checks. Kissing that same wife or husband. The constant repetition. Everyday feeling the same. The one you loved just being there, day after day after day after day. These little bugs might have kids. Maybe they had a lot of kids, who knows. Sticking it out for their pathetic families in spite of a never ending cloud of desperate dread.  That same morning drive after your coffee, medication, or hard liquor or all of the above, day after day after day after day. You know deep down that society is just an elaborate ruse to keep you from coloring outside of any lines.

I used to be one of them. Hell, my big squeeze was one of them. It was so long ago it barely feels real anymore. Almost like this… this doesn’t seem real. What are the chances? The chances that we were able to give a middle finger to established physical law. No one should be several stories tall. Yet here we are, naked and proud, having a bitchin’ time all the same. Goddamn how long has it been? If you transform to a degree like this it’s easy to forget. I’m glad I forgot.

Having my head in the clouds literally is something I hope never changes. Who cares if some peons had to die? Being filled by a giant cock filled with people, real people inside, squirming for life. Crushed by these walls. Just knowing their tiny breaths for life being filled by viscous liquids, squeezed to death in these death grips. Once you know that passion, human life takes a different meaning all together.

Seeing people outsized by my areolas is just the kind of high you want more of. They shriek in terror as those big nipples get aroused, that is an intoxication that cannot be fully grasped. Having my man over me, feeling his breath and sweat over my supple flesh. Skyscrapers collapsing under the weight of the world’s biggest ass, making all the women in world cry, just wishing they could be me. The best sex in the world is giant sex. No doubt about it. I don’t need leather or whips or any contraptions. Just being skyscraper sized with the love of your life is something I wish I can bestow on some really hot passerbys. If only I could spot the dots that humanity now is. I doubt I can do it. Then again, I shouldn’t be this big to begin with. Impossible doesn’t really seem applicable anymore. Not in this timeline at least. The best timeline...

Washington D.C., the modern day Rome, not as impressive as I thought. New York City has a certain quality to it. So many skyscrapers jam packed in such a small amount of geography with millions of people squeezed in with no exits save for some bridges. Washington by comparison doesn’t have the structures that could really enhance the experience. I guess we'll just have to use our imaginations. It should be particularly easy to do, considering the...hmmmm...power dynamics.

“Look over there babe Pennsylvania Ave.”

“Hold on, why don’t we take our time. Look. We have all these little itsy bitsy streets. Let’s do a little redecorating before we storm the Capitol?”

“Yeah girl, you’ve got the right idea. Let’s have some fun on K street.”

“Oh yeah. Let’s make these suits squirm.”

Cars crashed into our beautiful toes. The little explosions gave a nice tingle, just like the whole “journey” here. Heads craned to stare at our impossible height. I reached down to grab some unfortunate tinies. Watching them try to wriggle free in full sight of these endless palm lines never cease to give me quite the chuckle. I love giving them a real eye to eye. So diminutive in their little designer suits. Time to play with my subjects.

“Hi there. Wow, dressed to the nines. Just for me right? I should reward you guys with a little tongue time. Don’t get swallowed, okay?”

Popped them like a tic tac. I can feel them shaking as they wrestle with the world's biggest tongue. Coating them with gallons of saliva and sloshing them around is making me feel really powerful. Up and down and side to side that go. Such a shame that their fancy clothes are completely ruined. Oh well, too bad for these pricks. They should be glad I’m not sending them on a one way trip to my trachea. Up and down, side to side, bouncing between my glorious teeth. Come to think of it, they are the size of some foodstuffs. Wonder how I can floss being this size and all. Maybe some electric wires could do the job.

“All right, you’ve boys had enough fun in there, now to finish your pleasurable journey.”

Those poor souls sitting on my palm. Soaking wet and I’m sure very scared for what I have next in mind..

“Time to enter the chambers of pleasure. I’d like to say it’s been fun, but none of you will be alive to feel it.”

The many multitudes were forced into my aching vagina. It felt good to have some little people in there once more. I’ve been purposefully avoiding it since the journey. Oh boy do they do their magic. The fights for survival with their fists pounding away at flesh is admirable but so foolish. If I was ever normal sized I would just accept my fate and enjoy the ride. Oh… Oh...  Oh god do they perform some magic. They move in all the right places. The struggle for life is really turning me on. Oh god I might have to take a knee.

“Whatcha doin’ babe?”

“Oh just having some little hands give me a nice touch.”

“Of course, you just couldn’t wait to shove dudes up your vag.”

“Hey shut up, like you don’t throw dudes down your slit?”

“Actually I’ve got eleven in there already. They must be so confused wondering where the hell they are.”

“I’ve got a proposition. Since you’ve been having so much fun. Why don’t I try to make you cum so I can pop those little fuckers out of your dick?”

“They’re probably dead already or trapped in my balls.”

“Just shut up and let me suck your dick already.”

“No complaints here. Come over here and give your big man and big blow.”

A slight chuckle escaped as I got closer to him. His dick staring straight at my eyes, massive and girthy as ever now with additional men ready to come out of his slit. Time to go to work.

His size was as impressive as ever as I made some room in my throat to accommodate. In and out my lips moved as my tongue worked it’s usual charm. The sloshy mess felt amazing but it was with purpose. I wanted to see those little business fucks spill out of his pisshole coated with semen. The thought was pushing me further as I deepthroated his entire mass.

“Oh god give me that cum. Give it you fuck!”

“It’s coming girl, it’s coming.”

“Yes, come on! Give me your cum, give me your cum!”

“Oh, oh...oh yes goddess!”

I felt the explosion in my mouth as I felt some puny men drop down my throat. Oh my god some were still alive. Just imagine the journey those people had. First scooped up by a giant, then slammed into a giant dickhole, then jizzed out into the mouth of a giantess. What a career path, I have to say.

“Aaaaahhh, that tasted good.”

“Yeah, you felt them, didn’t you?”

“I did. It felt great. Tiny fucks deserve to be swallowed.”

“Yeah. Fuck them. They deserve nothing less.”

“Wanna get busy?”

“Nah, not yet. Let’s save that for the White House. Why don’t we explore some more. Wanna split up?”

“What, you don’t like me anymore?”

“Nothing of the sort. I just think a little personal time will really get the blood pumping for later. We can have our own destruction and fun, while staring at each other in the distance, and getting even hotter at the idea of the fun ideas that we come up with. Absence makes the heart grow fonder after all.”

“Alright. Come to think of it. A little personal fun wouldn’t be such a bad idea. I’d like to introduce Washington to more of my stellar tits and ass.”

“And I’d like to introduce D.C. to my ungodly dick and wrecking balls.”

“I see whatcha did there.”

“Hot and funny. What a lethal combination.”

“Oh jeez boy, just go and fuck a building or something.”

“With pleasure.”

With that little smirk, he discovered the Smithsonian Museum right under his legs. In no time whatsoever he plunged his cock into the museum. Leveling all of the priceless art into rubble in no time flat. I couldn’t help but smile.

“Wasting no time eh?”

“Can’t help it. I’m horny for good culture.”

“Goddammit, I’m leaving.”

“See you soon goddess.”

“See ya big god man.”

With that absurd exchange we went our separate ways. I almost don’t know where to start. The geography is more spread out that the Big Apple. Well, I guess I could at least finish off K Street.

There was nothing artful about my rampage. This wasn’t about an orgasm. This was a message to all those who might stand in our way. Pure unadulterated bloodlust. Sometimes you gotta leave the romance to the side. My feet were about to get real busy.

Every crash of every footfall measured on all the seismographs I’m sure. Buildings were obliterated without a glance. The ruined wreckages began to pile as the smoke and embers rose to the sky barely above these all seeing eyes. The sirens became the trumpets and horns to my death march. No structure will stand. All will perish under the new might of the new world order.

My fists are the equalizer to upend the status quo. The earth will not be led by the specters of money, resources, and religious dogma. All of these have no purpose anymore. F-16s will no longer deliver payloads of missiles to the impoverished and enslaved of global capital. I stand the only decider of life and death. My methods are...more compassionate after all.

There is no deception. I am truthful in my desires. The realpolitik in the shadows has been mercifully destroyed in place of an existence without deception or lies. No one is free from crime of modernity, from corporate masters of influence to the paid for bureaucrats to the common folk who live without a thought to the slavery and subjugation that gives them daily modern life. All of you will bend to the age of gods. There will be no shadows to hide behind.

Do I always get this Biblical? Jeez I’ve gotta settle down. One by one and brick by brick, these toned legs were built to destroy. Rows of restaurants and office complexes fly into impossible space. The chaos has really done a number on the populace, they’re scared stiff. Well what better time than any to go human stomping. Crunch, the pavement sinks so satisfyingly. That little give really is giving me a dopamine high.

Another satisfying press into a group of useless creatures. This time go real slow. Come on, feel the press in the sole. A little bit more. Such an easy motion but earth shattering for most. Another loose collection of souls need some love too. Nice and slow this time. Putting all of my weight on those toes, feeling the pop, these fucks have no chance. Oh yeah I’m definitely gonna need to be filled up. Mommy wants to feel good.

How did I not see this before, it’s literally the perfect size. The Basilica, the largest church in the country. Oh yeah the symbolism is undeniable. Hell, it’s the perfect size to fill my godlike pussy. Why not? Time to crush all these imaginary gods anyway. There is only room for two after all.

Stomping with reckless abandon. Crushing those in my way with even more haste. My pussy is aching for some action. The spire is barely as tall as my calf. Doesn’t matter to me, Just the right size to make my body quake. As I position myself I can see some itty bitty soldiers firing away behind some trucks. They have to realize this is not gonna work. No matter. They can fire all they want. I can’t be bothered to even kill them, not when I’m literally dripping here.

“Hey you little shits! Can’t you like fucking wait!? I wanna get off.”

How unbelievably cute. They can shoot all they want cause this ass is gonna ride. Fuck yeah! I can feel the stone shifting under all this pressure. The masonry is beyond mangled as the spire fills my inside. All the right buttons being pushed as the streets start to crack under the force and weight. My ass working hella overtime as my bounce shifts the footing of these toy soldiers. Fuck yeah! Fuck yes! Stare at me! See the true queen of the throne pleasure herself.

“Attention soldiers. If you maybe want to make it out of this alive, I suggest you worship your goddess. Watch your goddess hump your pitiful church to the ground! Renounce your old gods and worship me and my boyfriend! Worship me!”

Yes yes yes! I’m cumming so much. Wait. What’s this I see? Soldiers putting down their weapons. Nice first step.

“Worship me! Worsh...Worship me AHHHHHH!”

Damn that feels unbelievable. These soldiers are actually worshipping me. Stripping down and bowing to me. Oh yes that’s what a girl likes to see. Hundreds of little dicks showing me some love. Time to reward these guys. With one giant pump the Basilica crumbles into a million pieces as I observe the mini battalions. Time to force their devotion to me.

“Okay. I like what I see. Time for your final expression of devotion. Enter me. If you don’t, this finger will end you!”

As I spread my legs on top of the ashes of multiple city blocks, the soldiers don’t move. Bad decision. They are going in whether they want to or not. My index finger lands on ten soldiers as they explode in a burst of viscera. Suddenly the cowards rush into the gaping maw of my cunt. One by one they enter until I just shove them with a hand swipe. Holy fuck I can barely move. Nothing like hundreds of men in uniform spelunking into goddess’s cave. Hmmm. So good! God damn!

Everything shivers inside me. The men under the mercy of my command. I stand to my full height as I see my boyfriend near the Capitol building. I need to get his attention. I need that big dick. I wanna fuck on top of Congress.

“Hey big boy.”

“Hey big girl. Whatcha up to?”

“Oh nothing, just fucking around with a bunch of soldiers in my pussy.”

“I can see that. Your eyes give it away.”

“Ye...yea...yeah.”

“I guess it’s time to destroy those useless fucks in Congress.”

“Let’s do it! Let this be the start of our new empire!”

“One nation under giants. Indivisible. With sex and destruction for us.”

“So lame! Ugh! Just shut up and mash these soldiers in my cunt.”

“Yes goddess.”

And just like, he tackled me into the Capitol. The dome collapsed as the smoke and debris rose high into the sky. He bent me over, my ginormous ass lifted high into the sky as he pounced with reckless abandon. His cock slammed in and out of my vagina as America’s finest were crushed into a thick and bloody paste. With more roughness than our escapades in New York, my giant boy sent me to heaven.

Feeling every yard of his massive member, as he grunted for all of Washington to hear, it was peak ecstasy as he kept plowing while the smoke continued to rise. In the corner of my eye I spotted tanks, mortars, helicopters, jet fighters, every ounce of American military might in formation, ready to strike. I chuckled as they started to open fire.

“They’re firing at us.”

“Yeah and I don’t feel a thing big boy.”

“Good. These little fucks will never learn.”

“They don’t matter, we run the country now.”

“Yes goddess. We own America.”

Little bullets, missiles, shells, and whatever else didn’t even register any pain. We are so above humanity. Just little men with little toys. The only thing that matters is us. Our attraction is the only thing that matters. That and fucking each other’s brains out.

Congress is basically a crater now. The mess only heightened our passion as he still pumped away. His hands touching my breasts as they swung wildly. Some news helicopters were bounced away by the swinging masses of flesh. After a short while he pulled out and I saw his tip coated in dark red. I sat down, rubbing my clit as I sucked off the blood. The blood swirled in my mouth as the sounds of gunfire filled the air. My tongue was working overtime to clean his meaty shaft. The precum mixed with the blood to create quite an interesting cocktail. I gave a reach as I plucked the Washington Monument and placed it in my hand.

“Goddamn it’s so small. It would make the perfect dildo.”

“Damn right, how about I give your tits some love while you work the Monument.”

“Yes, I wanna try this out.”

Just like that he hovered over me as his cock plunged into my cleavage. His shaft squeezed real good between the largest tits on earth. My other hand maneuvered the structure to fit the pink folds. The sensation was out of this world.

Why waste money on sex toys when all you have to do is to get real big and go to any city. A city is just a collection of fragile sex toys after all. What a perfect way to show humanity that you are above it all. They deserve no compassion, only subservience to get this big couple off. The double team of bliss was sending me into overdrive.

The love of my life forcing that thick and pulsating penis making my tits jiggle and bounce. His toned body sweating so hard for me. Staring with a striking gaze. It’s so good to know that he has loved his new height just as much as me. What’s the use of being big and nice after all? When you have power, it is only reasonable to use it to its fullest extent. Being meek has no place when you reach the heights we have. Compassion and godhood is a combination that just doesn’t make sense. Being bad is just so much more fun. Life is meant to be enjoyed. That’s how we choose to live our life.

The army continued its pitiful attempts at defending the homeland. The endless barrage of missiles is really starting to get on my nerves. My big man is already getting close to blasting a huge load. His moaning is kinda giving it away, but I get an idea.

“Hey big man.”

“Ugh, yeah babe?”

“Instead of blasting me with your cum, why not give it to the million man army over there?”

“Yeah? You wanna see the biggest weapon of mass destruction explode?”

“Fuck yeah, kill those assholes with your cum.”

“With pleasure my goddess.”

Just like that, he took his dick from my expansive cleavage and aimed straight at the rows of military might. This Washington Monument will take my boy’s place for the time being. I plunge the phallic monument deep into my cleavage as I prepare to see the show. He takes his lithe but toned body, leaning over the numerous military divisions. His dick pointed straight at rows of tanks and support. He gives a vigorous tug to his cock as I hear his grunting deafen all those under him. No holding back, everyone can look forward to being blasted by the biggest gun of all.

With one giant stroke he lets it all come out. My word I don't think I’ve ever seen him cum that much! Everything from tanks to jeeps to little jarheads are blown away and I’m sure killed on impact as the white stuff just keeps coming. Looks like a power washer even. Soon the front of the destroyed Capitol is literally flooded with semen. At the same time, the Washington Monument crumbles into debris in between my breasts. I leap to my feet and give him a giant embrace.

“That’s what I’m talking about.”

“What a great idea. I feel so goddamn powerful.”

“Why don’t we give the White House a little visit?”

“Sure. Maybe we can get some cameras on us.”

“They have been on us.”

“No, I mean really on us. I want everyone to know that we run things now.”

“I see what you’re saying. I’ll deliver the speech to our new dominion.”

“As you wish goddess. Empress of America.”

The White House still stood. I can only imagine the panicking within the walls. Men who have been too powerful for too long running around like headless chickens. Counting the minutes they still have to live. The President and Vice President are probably long gone. Not like I care. They don’t matter anymore. Not even worth a single second of my time. They can hide in a bunker until the end of time. We will still be here, making America our playground.

My feet dwarf the White House. I stand at my full height. Breasts out and proud and my ass giving a lot of survivors a lot to look at. Time to deliver the Empress’s state of the union.

“America! Your time has come and gone. This country and this earth exists only to please me and my giant boyfriend. There will be no efforts on our parts to pretend to even listen to you little insignificant bugs that pass for humans. We are beyond punishment. We are beyond reproach. We will do as we please when we please. Any attempts at our lives will be met with divine judgment and death. Your lives only exists for consumption and pleasure. If we choose to devour you or use you as instruments for our lovemaking, take it in stride. Take pride in knowing that your useless lives can be sacrificed to true gods. Sacrifice is the highest form of worship. I suggest that all of you get used to it now. There are no choices. Pray to us. Be willing to devote yourselves to us. We have spoken.”

I can spot some helicopters in my periphery. If that can’t be broadcasts, then I’m sure enough people heard it. My big man is teasing his head in full sight of me. About time I show him some more love.

“That was hot.”

“I’m sure you would love it. Why don’t I take care of that? I wanna make the White House the White House.”

He gave me a smirk as we hovered over the diminutive building. My tongue curling around his tip. Making sure I savor the moment as well. His thickness embraced by my lips as I tease my clit with my free hand. The biggest cock in the world is all mine. Too bad ladies. I sure millions would love to be in my spot.

I pull my lips free as he is ready to cum. God damn like a bottle rocket his jizz blasts the White House away. Damn. The spillage soon makes a puddle as the debris piles high. Coated in a nice sheen of sticky white. I tend to my aching pussy as he lowers himself to me as he whispers, “I love you”