Sinful
Youth
"But... isn't it out of bounds?"
"Yes... for sure. Like I told you."
"But Jennifer, I feel like we shouldn't be here,
right?"
"That's just the thrill about it, Jane!"
Jane remembered the sight of Jennifer, the tall, dark
haired teen when she stepped ashore. Her pink flip-flops were sinking into what
seemed to be the ground but wasn't.
"Are these trees?", she had asked. "I
bet they are. Look. Only the highest ones reach up to the nail of my big
toe."
"Oh my, the whole island is really small."
"As if You didn't know. Now come on!"
The blonde still remembered the sight of her foot
stepping ashore. Of course she'd been wearing unsuitable footwear. Jennifer was
so much taller and Jane had picked the white, hard soled mules to gain the
necessary inches. The design was rather outdated now and looked a bit chunky
but she still had them in her cupboard. Back then they had been brand new and
Jennifer had made her buy them. Of course, she mentally added. She remembered the
crunch of trees under her first steps on the island. Forbidden pleasures. A
feeling of power and the fear of getting caught.
*
"Jane!", she'd been so lost in thought that
Jennifer had greeted her before she could. "Jennifer, it can't be
you!" She smiled but she felt that she had not been able to hide the slight
accuse in her tone.
Her friend lowered her eyes which was difficult as she
still towered above Jane.
"I know... I disappeared over night."
"Can't you imagine how I felt? First it seemed to
be a weekend trip - but then the house was emptied with no message and no trace
at all." Jane was astonished how calm she was. She still loved her after
all.
"Mom made me."
"But couldn't you at least leave a message?"
"No, Jane. I couldn't. When Mom found out about
Tom she kind of over-reacted. Then again maybe not."
"Tom? There was no Tom. You couldn't
have..."
"He wasn't even born by then", Jennifer
interrupter her. Jane was puzzled. She stood open mouthed for a moment.
"Well... that - ummm... excursion. It... got me
pregnant?"
"No?!"
"Yes!"
"You got pregnant from one of the t..."
"Shhh! I don't want anybody to know."
Jane was silenced. Wide eyed she looked up at
Jennifer.
"And... is he?"
"Yes... he is."
"How's that possible? Bad luck?"
"No! Not at all. You should meet him. He's such a
good boy. I raised him as good as I could."
Jennifer didn't notice the irony at all. Raising a
tiny was a contradiction in terms. But Jane managed to suppress the slightest
trace of contempt and amusement. Did she feel some understanding for her former
best friend? Sure the years that had passed had changed her and the most
incisive event had been the birth of her daughter. Jennifer had been through this
experience years before her. But with a tiny?
"Does it mean that... I could... see you
again?" The hope made her speak just as timid as she'd been years ago.
"Can You really forgive me? Then just call me
anytime and I'd arrange an afternoon together. I'd really like to introduce you
to Tom."
Jane looked up at her and took the card Jennifer dug
out of her purse. She nodded.
"Just think it over. I'd be so happy if we could
meet and talk about old times."
With that Jennifer rushed past her and hurried down
the sidewalk. Jane looked after her. She'd seen the tear that Jennifer had
tried to hide by running away. Strange feelings welled up within her.
Bittersweet thoughts. Then friendly ones. And the old desire, too. She would've
loved to spent an afternoon with her - alone... in her bed... at least.
*
>Hey Mom! Where've you been?
>Took
me some time to get home. Did You notice?
>Sure
wouldn't have. I was just waiting. Miss you these days.
>Miss
You, too. It's really lonely here without You around.
>There
are many people here. But only a few I can talk to and there's not really a
close friend among them.
>You
don't have to stay for yourself. Education is just one reason why you're there.
>
Don't worry mom, it's just that everybody is pretty busy. It's really strange
being surrounded by so many people your own size. They ignore me mostly. Maybe
they are just busy with themselves?
>Right.
Still
[Jennifer86 is away]
>Mom?
>Oh,
sorry Tom, I got carried away in some thoughts.
>Can
we meet soon?
>Who
is it you want to meet? Me or Clarissa? Oh, I am sure you just want to come
here to meet your little girlfriend again. You are breaking your mothers poor
frail heart, to have such a deviant son
>Mom,
seriously. I'd like to see her too, of course. But not the way you think about
it.
>It's
still a few weeks until semester break, right?
>Just
for a weekend maybe? Pick me up on Saturday and return me on Sunday evening.
>We'd
barely have two hours for ourselves. It's a long way even for me. And then
especially for me, too. Not too mention your train ticket.
>But
I'd love to see you.
>Well
son. Maybe I've got a plan. Met an old friend today. Trustworthy. We got parted
years ago but... I can say she was my closest friend before You were born.
>What
got in the way then?
>Well.
>Life, I suppose. My mom. Her mom. Didn't want to get her in trouble, too.
>Oh.
>But
now I'd want her to meet you. I'm so proud of you.
>It's
OK Mom. I'm nothing special. Small boy, you know?
>Don't
talk like that!
>Could
say the same about you.
[Jennifer86
is away]
>With You no longer around I'm really lonely. Say...
>Would You mind if I got some company within a few months?
>Are
you dating someone?
>Err...
no. Or maybe yes. I don't know. A sibling was what I thought. But You're right.
I should have a date before...
>But
what about Your idea about a weekend?
>I
thought she could pick you up.
>Your
date is a she?
>Nooo!
Oh, I understand. Sorry. Jane's not my err... date. She's a good friend, like I
told you. And she could pick you up on Friday. She could meet you, drop you
here and spend an hour with us and then we'd have the Saturday for ourselves.
>I
can trust her?
>You
can. She was really my best friend. I could steal worse things than horses with
her. Actually I did.
>And
You promise to explain her how to do it? Will she be careful?
>I
promise! I will tell You everything about Jane. And if it's OK with her you can
go and pack your raincoat.
>Mom?
>You
wanted to meet Clarissa, right?
>MOM!
*
He hesitated. Of course he wanted to see Mum and even
more he wanted to see Clarissa. His heart was beating faster thinking of her.
But was it OK to be picked up by someone he didn't know? He sighed. Mom trusted
her. Of course he could always bail out and not show up at the station. He'd
tell them he'd missed the train and she'd just leave.
With a sigh he continued to get his things ready. He
didn't want to anger Mom's friend. After all mom said she was lonely these days
and Clarissa couldn't always hang out with her probable mother in law.
He broke in sweat. He simply didn't know aunt Jane.
And he felt silly calling her aunt Jane like mom did. She had been Mom's best
and now maybe was her only friend. He should've been happy to be picked up by
her and see Clarissa and mom. But... he was simply afraid of someone unknown.
Except for Clarissa. It had been love at first sight between them. He'd trusted
her from the first moment as if she'd been his sandbox love. But since he had
to leave home because Mom had insisted that he'd visit a normal school and make
a career they had been parted. They were sad about it but they also realized
how deep in love they were.
He jolted up. When did she say she wanted to arrive?
He'd have to leave in ten minutes to catch the train! Then he noticed what had
got him to look up. The spring arm lamp vibrated slightly and he suddenly felt
bad about it.
He rushed to the Window. Nothing. Then to the balcony.
She was there! More than an hour early. And much too close!
Was it really her? He didn't know. But who else could
it be? He felt that something about this was going adrift. He was in danger.
Maybe the whole city was. He rushed back in. Looking at the short contact list
on the screen there were three entries highlighted. He thought about warning
the few people he'd wanted to be his friends but a subsonic vibration shook the
building. The booming sound came somewhat later and in fear he forgot about the
warning. She had already announced herself.
He rushed into the small bathroom. The bags were
already packed. He tumbled when he picked them up. "Heavens!", he
cursed and rushed to the desk to get some papers. The folder with attestations,
certificates and testimonials. The pencil case with Clarissa's ball pen. She
had his name engraved on the expensive thing. Well an expensive pen was nothing
to her but she sure had some trouble getting someone to put the name on it.
The folder got crinkled when he wedged it into his
jacket. The pencil case was forced into the pocket. When he headed towards the
exit he felt a soft stir of the whole building.
The bag got stuck in the door when he tried to rush
out. He Forced it through and sprinted down the floor. Past the elevator and
down the stairs. He never trusted these traps whether before an exam or in a
situation like this.
He was stampeding down the stairs and fighting for his
balance. The staircase amplified her booming footfalls. He wished her to be
just an ordinary aunt sitting in an expensive car down in the street and
honking to get everyone annoyed. But no! She was someone different. He was
different! For a moment he asked himself if this was his fault.
He gasped when his shoulder hit the doorframe. At
first he thought that he'd stumbled over something but then he noticed that it
was just the ground heaving beneath him.
Panting he spun around. The view of the horizon was
blocked by other buildings. The typical six story blocks built for the many
students who lived close to the campus. A shriek told him where to look. She
was standing on a balcony and pointing south. She was coming with the sun in
her back. Bad sign...
For a moment he hesitated. But he just had to see her.
Running until he could watch through the gap between two buildings he was
stunned. He almost forgot to get out of the street. Engines started to roar and
tires screamed. The street was becoming more dangerous than her. At least or
the moment. The city was beginning to panic. Cold fear was coming over him.
She was a sight that he would never forget. If it was
Jane she sure was all woman. And she didn't seem to have any restraints about
showing it.
Her beautiful face was in the shadow of a white hat
that sat nicely on her shoulder length blonde curls. Her face was that of a
full grown woman. Flawless with a perfect make up. She had a healthy skin
colour and her plush lips were perfectly accentuated. Big pearl earrings hid
her ear lobes. For a second it seemed to him as if she was just a classy woman
wearing a white, strapless sundress and matching white high heeled pumps. But
after that second his eyes widened. Her big, dark areolas were visible through
the fabric!
The dress she was wearing was not just short and
strapless but also transparent except for some lace pattern around the top and
a few ruffles around her waist. She wore nothing underneath and the dress hid
nothing of her nakedness. As the barely knee length hemline swayed to and fro
with her elegant steps her well trimmed pubes were visible. Her slow gait was
also juggling her immense rack. The dress bulged around breasts that would've
been human's triple D's without mincing matters. The astonishing fact was that
the rest of her body was in perfect shape. A firm butt and a slim waist made
her a desirable sight.
Despite revealing her body like this she was not in
the least shy. With confident steps she walked on the uneven ground. She seemed
to be following the interstate into the city but he could tell exactly as he
could only see her cream-coloured soles rising over the many small things that
obscured the view of the ground she was walking on.
Of course the interstate was way too small for her.
Her half inch diameter stiletto heels were wide enough to block a two lane
roadway along with it's hard shoulder from edge to edge. However for a woman
who measured a mile without wearing heels some 40 foot wide heel tip looked
rather pointy.
While screams and curses rose around him he had somehow
hoped that she was just showing up early to be able to throw an eye on the
little city. But what was she thinking? And why this kind of dress?
Looming up high she still was out of the city. He
could see trees falling off the tip of her shoe. He shuddered. His mom had
always been waiting for him close to the station. Of course she had left traces
of her enormity. Her visits had produced a giant path where nothing grew after
her feet had trampled the ground. But this Jane woman didn't care. She was nonchalantly
stepping on hundreds or maybe thousands of trees.
And not only trees. All of a sudden her foot swung
forward and a flock of different objects was flung up with it. Without a doubt
there were cars among them. Her 1500 foot long strides had brought her into the
outskirts.
"Oh no, you have to stop!
You can't come into the city!" Tom
couldn't tell if he had just thought this or called out loud. This aunt Jane
was not only coming up dressed like a pornstar, no she was also stepping on the
suburbs. Sounds of destruction could be heard and Tom stared baffled at the
scene.
He was used to such dimensions. Having a giantess mom
he'd often enough seen her giant body from ground level. But that had been
different. Except for trees he had never seen things to compare her too from up
close.
The white pumps aunt Jane was wearing where as big as
a neighbourhood. She could easily flatten about twenty houses beneath the
triangular soles. And even though her elegant and slow gait proofed her
perfection in walking with heels the impact of a body like this collapsed an
even larger number of homes under the arch of her shoe and in a small radius around
her footfall.
Dust billowing up around each footfall couldn't tell
enough about the inferno she caused around her feet. Ever more mangled cars
that were hurled forward from the tips of her shoes. She was blithely walking
through the suburbs and her soft smile told that she was even enjoying to
present herself like this to so many little men.
*
Jane felt awesome with the little city at her feet.
The white of her pumps stuck out from the colourful multitude of tiny things.
She didn't feel anything through the thin leather soles of her pumps. Except
for the ground sinking under her weight. Swinging her hips with each step she
smiled proudly as she was well aware of the audience she had. Brushing her
hands seductively over her ample bosomed silhouette she pouted her sultry lips.
Bending forward she made sure her enormous breasts were presented to the
millions. The see through dress was too thin to give any support to her womanly
swells. The mighty pear shapes swayed ponderously slow and stood proud even
without a bra. Her motions were pure wanton as she turned to the right. Step by
step she devastated acres of residentials. For a moment she seemed to devastate
beyond all measure. But after a few steps her intention could be noticed - by
those who didn't panic. Her seductive motions took her in a wide circle around the
city and her dancing steps were short enough and well placed to produce a belt
of devastation around the city.
Pulling up the flimsy dress her hand caressed her firm
butt. She wanted them all to see it just like she wanted them to notice the
size of her breasts and the well trimmed nudity of her sex.
When she was half way around the city she suddenly
stopped and grinned. Raising her right foot all it took was an experienced
wriggle of her toes to pop her heel off. The behemoth shoe swung forward as it
dangled from her big toe and the 3000 foot heel rushed down in an arch and dug
a deep and long trench into the ground. Then the giantess allowed her shoe to slide
off her bare foot and it stood towering over the city. When her bare foot
settled next to it the city witnessed the pleased sigh she made when she felt thousands
of little things flattening under her sensuous skin.
Her left shoe didn't come off with a smaller ceremony
and the giantess didn't appear in the least smaller without her heels. A
towering colossus of voluptuous wanton.
*
Tom had not been prepared for this. He had expected
his mother's close friend to pick him up far away from the city. But now she
had her crushing feet all over the place where he used to live. She had been
headed for the downtown area at first but after just a few steps she had made a
turn. A turn he didn't like at all as she was coming into his direction. Was
all this a great misunderstanding and she was just trying to pick him up? But
if she intended this he noticed she would have to be careful about her steps.
The apartment blocks swayed and then produced cracks. In a distance he saw the
monstrous triangle of a cream coloured sole. The shiny surface was littered
with squashed remains of the city. Two crimson coloured bars crossed at right
angle and told the location of two streets under her last step. Looking up in horror
at this he noticed too late how close she already was and suddenly he looked up
at the terrible pump and saw a whitish curtain clear the view of a monstrous
female sex. The impact of the high heeled pump not two hundred foot from him
ended the vision. The shudder of the ground was a painful punch into his legs.
His back hurt from the sudden acceleration. The buildings around him jumped off
their foundations and shattered when they fell back. Winded he flailed his arms
before he smacked into the tarmac and managed to remain conscious. With a rush
of air her other foot passed overhead, produced another painful quaking of the
ground and then carried the barely dressed behemoth away from him.
*
The little things breaking and compressing beneath her
bare feet were just the tiny family homes of the residential belt around the
city. They were so small that the average house had more than enough room on
the nail of her big toe. Pressing them down into the bottom of her footprints
brought up memories.
Her crimson red toenails shone up from the white
insole of her slide heels and when her big toe slid over the edge of the thick
sole she felt a crunch as something small gave in under her digit. Shy by
nature she had quickly withdrawn her foot. Jennifer's laughter made her cringe.
"Don't be so shy", her friend had encouraged her. "They can't do
anything about it. Look!", and Jennifer had gently placed her pink
flip-flop on another neighbourhood and turned it into a footprint without the
slightest effort. The weight of the flip-flop alone would have been sufficient.
"Look at these! They are bigger", her friend
and exclaimed and walked further into the city while she was still timid and
speechless.
"Come 'ere. Just the right size!", Jennifer
had demanded and she had felt awkward by each crunching step she had to take
until she was next to her heedless friend. Uninhibited and watched by thousands
of people the impudent girl had pulled her briefs down underneath her already
too short skirt. The skimpy piece of black fabric had buried a few more
buildings and when she stepped out of it and lazily flung it off her foot it
knocked over a huge flat block.
Jane remembered how she had stared at the scene and
Jennifer had grinned coquettish at her predicament. "The size is perfect
for a fuck", she had blatantly proclaimed as she squatted down over a
skyscraper.
*
A soft smile spread on her face. That had been ages
ago. She had grown, mentally and felt no more inhibitions about her lewd
appearance. Step by step she flattened dozens and dozens of houses. The
devastation she left behind was a perfect barrier for any vehicle intending to
leave the city that she was about to take. Anticipating what she was about to
do she caressed her body and squeezed her big tits through the thin fabric.
Just a few steps and she'd be done with that kind of foreplay.
*
Squatting over the skyscraper they found it's tempting
ten inch height ending just below her waiting snatch. But without hesitation
Jennifer had leaned forward to get on her knees. Spreading her legs and pushing
her calves recklessly through a carpet of downtown buildings she got into the
right position. Jane would never forget the sight of her pussylips parting just
before her friend touched the little building with her greedy twat. Then she
sunk down. The result had been rather unexpected by both of them though. The
finger thin skyscraper had slid into the gap between Jennifer's wet labia and
obviously caused a desirable sensation. But the little building had been unable
to penetrate into the depths of the giant pussy. Instead Jennifer's giant vulva
had simply crushed the skyscraper storey by storey as her mighty sex pressed
down and within less than two seconds the poor building produced a last
squelching sound when the remaining rubble was pressed flat under her pudenda. Her
comment was just an amused "oups" before she let out an unconcerned
giggle.
*
Taking the last steps through the suburbs Jane barely
felt the soft structures. Her bare feet pressed them flat like tissue paper.
Tiny homes next to her feet dissolved into a turmoil of beams, shingles and
bricks but from her point of view it seemed as if she was stirring up a bit of
sawdust. She needed more substantial parts of the city to gain pleasure. A big,
hard Skyscraper to ride was what she needed.
*
She'd watched Jenny do it several times now. But now
Jenny was leading her into the heart of the city. She didn't know how many they
had already visited. Jennifer was holding her hand and gently pulling her
forward. She was looking for something but wouldn't tell her what it was. Right
now she was walking through another metropolis without even looking at the
things she was flattening under her flip-flops. Just a short glance at the downtown
flock of high rises, a shrug and she had continued. Pulling her along she had
tried to avoid the larger buildings but simply couldn't. Buildings collapsed
over her toes when her hard soled slide heels waded through them. The minor
buildings that just got flattened beneath the wooden soles were without number.
"Jennifer, please, you're overdoing it!"
"Nah, don't worry. No one really cares. They'll
soon rebuild and you may visit them again." Jane couldn't tell how many
cities they had trampled that day until Jennifer had finally found what she was
looking for. It had dawned on her what Jennifer had in mind and Jane remembered
her fear when she saw it. She saw it even before Jennifer did. It had an
inviting shape and Jennifer had taken many of this kind before. But none of
them had been this big.
"No...", she had pleaded.
"Oh, this is perfect. I know it will be good for
you."
"Please, Jennifer, it's too big."
But Jennifer had gently pulled her into a loving
embrace. Jane still remembered her warmth and her busy fingers. She'd longed
for her dress to fall and enjoyed Jennifer's hands on her breast. Her wet
kisses and gentle caresses. But she had still shivered with that huge building in
the back of her mind. Suddenly Jennifer had stepped back. "Don't worry. I
will prepare it for you", she said and stifled any objection with a hot
kiss.
The sweat was giving her a chill but a wave of heat
washed over her when she saw Jennifer getting down on all fours. Her loving
moan when she'd spread herself and then engulfed the building within her pink
wetness. She 'd squatted down to watch her take it. Her pussylips had
stretched. She'd seen the little cage with the window washers pouring over with
Jennifer's juices before her stretched pussylips had swallowed it up, too. Then
she had lost sight of the building when Jennifer's mons had touched the ground.
"Hmmm...Yeah", she'd said and looked at her
with loving eyes that Jane could never forget. "You can have it now",
she had whispered and with a slurping sound she had released the building from
her pussy's embrace. Jennifer saw the ground around the building. Any other building
that had gotten in the way had now disappeared as Jennifer's heedless act had pressed
them into the ground. The wetness around the base of the skyscraper glistened
in the sun. A reddish hue left no doubt were the entrance had been. But it was
now blocked by a thick glacier like layer of natural lubrication that was
accumulating two stories high around the building. As Jennifer continued to
slide up Jane saw a few dark rectangles among the shiny windows. Her juices had
found their way inside and were now seeping back out along with tiny dots. A
few of them were obviously struggling.
With a slosh of pussyjuice Jennifer parted from her
toy and before Jane even knew it her girlfriend was pulling her forward.
"No...", she had whispered but she
remembered that she had not even tried to resist. Jennifer had guided her.
Tender hands had caressed her into the right position. Then the glob of juices
that dripped out of her when Jennifer had opened her cave. The mixture of fear
and wanton had been unique in her life. And then she had given in.
She couldn't tell if she had been just clumsy or if
she intended to force herself to do it for the first time. The building had
been big. Too big for her untouched pussy. The pleasure of being penetrated and
the slickness of her lover's juices but also the pain of being dilated by the force
of her own weight and the resistance of the building in between her pussylips
was another moment she'd never forget. She felt it giving in. Her narrow love
tunnel was cruelly reducing it's girth and it made her feel all the better. The
sudden penetration filled her cunt to the hilt and then even more. The touch on
her cervix was intense and she still remembered the outburst of tears. Tears of
joy. She felt so filled but there was more. More building to take and she
couldn't stop her body from going down some more. She'd screamed in lust when
she'd felt her cervix crushing down the upper stories. Her mighty vagina was
overpowering this giant of a building and simply reshaping it to match her
needs. She had never expected this to feel so good!
*
Remembering her first time was arousing her more than
she'd thought. Panting Jane looked down. All with a sudden she was unable to
control her passion. Her bare toes gently pushed over a few flat blocks that
got in the way. The remains were pressed flat underfoot when she stepped up to
the small skyscraper she'd noticed. It stood out from a flock of these apartment
blocks. Far enough from the centre to grant her wish. Positioning her feet as carefully
as a golfer she didn't mind the different buildings that disappeared under
them. And then she got down on her knees in a fluid motion that revealed how
often she'd done this since then. More buildings got bulldozed under her knees
and calves. The hem of the barely visible dress flew up and her twat opened
with a wet sound. The building was small enough to fit into the small gap her
labia opened without any aid from her fingers simply because of her position
and state of arousal. Her wetness started to ooze out and met the little
building. The tonnage of lubrication caved in the upper storey when it hit the
roof. Then the building slid into her dark abyss. The crunch under her mons
when she hit the ground would've been enough to trigger a moan. But the desired
feeling within her also caused her giant twat to greet her tiny toy. The poor
little building didn't stand a chance against the greedy embrace of her love
muscles. It was joyfully pulped within the wetness of Jane's experienced cunt.
Nothing but a short appetizer to her lust but at least enough to regain control
of her greed.
*
With no escape route but the urge to flee the crowds
in the streets were going nuts. People collided with each other as they ran
where others were coming from. Tom kept out of trouble. He was among the few
who could still think but he was bewildered by the amount of destruction caused
by a woman who was about his mom's size. He had never realized how destructive
a woman of that size could be. Looking up at her as she loomed over the city he
asked himself why she did this to them. But the answer was obvious. Lewdness.
To her this was a sexual desire.
He groaned as he kept running. His knees were wobbly
and his back hurt from the close impact. Merely seconds ago her high heeled
pump had buried dozens of houses two blocks away and now she was already on the
other side of the city. Her footfalls had softened as she was barefoot now but
her bare soles covered so much more space than the triangular sole of the white
pumps that now towered over the skyscrapers of the city.
The giantess stopped for a moment. He couldn't tell
why. Was she watching them flee? Maybe she liked that sight? Whatever her
reason was he kept moving. He didn't know why he wanted to get away from the
apartment blocks.
People fled past him. They were rushing towards the
belt of destruction she had lain around the city. The only escape route was to
get through this area before she returned. But the footprints were deep.
Enormous holes that could hold a small lake. He knew how his mom's footprints
looked like. It was a thirty foot drop from the edge to the bottom and that
meant the more shallow places. Heel and toes had pressed down at least twice as
deep. If they survived the drop they'd be trapped down there and even if they
found a place to scale the other side they'd be too slow to climb out.
Tom believed that the people heading there didn't
think about the depth of her footprints. Maybe they hoped to slip through some
gap among the debris around her footprints. But Tom feared that either choice
would take too much time. Without a better choice however he moved into the
same direction. As he did another booming step made it hard to keep one's
balance.
Staring at her or the destruction she wrought however
was no better and it dawned on him when the tremors of her steps got more
powerful. She was about to complete the circle that should trap them inside of
the city. Toms eyes darted around between the different spots that attracted
his attention. The naked pussy beneath the see through dress, the giant swaying
breasts that were well visible through the thin fabric, her come hither look
and the red splotches among the many flattened things stuck to the soles of her
feet.
With a last, hefty impact she stopped after completing
the circle. But the look of wanton on her face alerted him more than the rather
predictable footfalls had. And he was right to fear her.
All of a sudden she was on the move again. But this
time she was not leisurely walking. She was suddenly moving much faster and
took a determined step. He saw her foot raising and swinging into his
direction. Fear gripped his heart. Through a gap among the many buildings he
saw her big toe settling on two family homes. It was hard to hear his mother's
voice coming out of his cell phone. But he understood enough. The message he
left for her was a scream of terror.
The vast shadow and the enormous motion of her other
foot had caused him to yell in fear. Without a doubt she was coming into his
direction. Looking up to her eyes to see what she was about to do he realized
that it made no difference if she stepped on him on purpose or just because he
got in the way. He could barely stand upright when her foot fell. The other one
was already approaching. It swung forward and it seemed as if she was about to
tread on him.
But her step fell short as she didn't move on but
stopped in front of the flock of apartment blocks. The impact was like a punch
into his stomach and he cringed while he fell. The pain winded him but the
sudden horror that followed captured his senses. Without a warning the
apartment block next to the one he'd used to live in produced a booming sound and
covered with a spiderweb of cracks. Faster than he could think the building
leaned over to one side and even before it could fall the wall bulged and her
big toe was going through it with ease.
It happened so fast that he would've been unable to
make a move to evade the mighty chunks of concrete that rained down. He had
been running all the time and still It was sheer luck that she pushed the
building to his right and caused only a few chunks to fly into his direction.
They missed him but screams in the street told him that too many others were
not that lucky. And as if to mock the deaths he saw the giant toes wriggle to
get rid of the debris stuck to them. Desperate survivors of the first assault
simply popped when they got in between the grinding toes. They felt less pain
and fear than the ones who simply fell the 150 foot drop to the ground.
Without hesitating the giantess used the same foot to
push over all the other apartment blocks. The one where he had used to live was
the second to go.
He couldn't tell what he stammered in another attempt
to leave a message for his mom. But he knew that he no longer needed to call
her. The connection died with the destruction of another building. Seven of
them were simply brushed away by the giant foot before it swept over him as if
to give him a cruel view of the many things that had been flattened beneath it.
He thought she would squish him now but the foot settled a few hundred foot
away. When the crunches and rumbles of the tortured ground died the relative silence
allowed him to become aware of his own screams.
But it was just a short moment of relief. A booming
sigh echoed down from the giantess. Before he knew what was going on her foot
was over him and stepping down. The rising air pressure forced the scream back
into his mouth before it blew him away just the fifty foot distance he needed
to pass the edge of her settling bare foot. The chaos of crawling people, wrecked
cars and strewn concrete chunks disappeared beneath the toes and the ball of
her giant foot. The blast of displaced air drove the helpless young man across
more rubble before a not less violent suction pulled him back. His vision
changed between the dirt encrusted sole of her bare foot with countless red
splotches and the rippled ground that was best described as the imprint of her
friction ridges on a compressed conglomerate of cityscape contents.
When he noticed the giant foot descending again he
thought it was all over. But the foot was also shifting to the side and instead
of being stepped on Tom was once again blown across the flattened ground by the
displaced air while the foot flattened another area. When Tom managed to stop
his wild tumble after her foot had moved further away he understood that these
murderous impacts where simply soft taps of her foot as she casually flattened
the ground where the apartment buildings had been destroyed.
*
Jennifer's bare feet slapped against the tiled floor.
Her wet breasts jiggled and smacked against each other. With the towel in her
left she saw that there was still some foam left on her right hand and she
wiped it off before she reached into her purse and found her phone. The other
girls in the dressing room of the fitness centre looked at her and she didn't
know if she was more annoyed because of their stares or the bad timing of the
call.
Her mind changed when she saw that it had been Tom.
Maybe he was about to tell her that everything was OK. Jane should've been
waiting for him by now. Or maybe she was late? She hesitated for a moment then
she spread her towel onto the bench and sat down to hear his message.
*
The foot odour mixed with the heavy fragrance of her
juices. Unable to move after barely escaping death he had only been able to
watch as she got on all fours and positioned over the small skyscraper she had
spared among the apartment blocks. She filled his sky and could easily have
squashed him with her moving foot as she got down on all fours and positioned
the dripping wet abyss of a cunt over the skyscraper. Beaten and terrified he wished
he was dead like so many others who had not escaped her careless moves. But he was
still alive and had to witness all this.
Of course he and Clarissa had played some games. But
these had been innocent little tricks. Unable to look away he saw the unadorned
truth. He basically knew her anatomy but he had never experienced something
like this. The undulating surface of the dark red labia loomed over him like an
enormous cliff. A cliff that was at least 200 foot high with her pink clit forming
a thirty foot wide pulpit at the top. They were glistening with a thick layer
of wetness. Wetness that was held back by the enormous dams of her outer lips.
Like an avalanche a single drop of love juice formed and slid down the curving
folds of her labia before it elongated and trickled down towards the roof of
the skyscraper. Then the monstrous sex started to move.
The antenna on the roof crumpled under the touch of
her labia. Continuing her descent the giantess adjusted her position. Still the
rim of her left labia hit the edge of the roof. The giant chunk of flesh barely
swayed. Instead the roof caved in and windows of the upper three stories
exploded outward as the roof caved in under the weight. The thick labia slid
across demolished apartments and tiny victims started to struggle in her
honeydew.
The descent quickened and Tom watched in terror as the
skyscraper was pushed into the giant love grotto. Just a second later the giant
labia produced a wet sound as they splayed on the ground and squished the
people who were trying to make a run from the main entrance.
But then Tom lived through the most horrifying moment
of his entire life. The pink flesh of her labia slid across the well lubricated
ground and a muffled noise could be heard. Then the outer lips deformed and the
noise was getting louder. He almost got mad when he was able to make sense of
it. The insatiable cunt was simply scrunching the whole skyscraper with her love
muscles. A lustful moan thundered down and caused the ground to vibrate.
Tom was unable to think straight. He didn't even
notice how close he came to being squished by the giant ass cheek.
The labia parted from the ground with a slurping sound
and pulled up some thick strings of love juice. As it got brighter beneath the
raising crotch Tom saw the dark lump that remained of the lower storeys of the
building. Her juices were slowly flowing out of it. Slime covered debris fell
from between the giant labia and the ground shuddered under the heavy load of
her raising body.
*
The fabric felt pleasantly rough when it slid across
her nipples. The gleam in her eyes betrayed her intention. She was offering her
body with nothing in mind but lewd wanton. She loved to play the game. Offering
her voluptuous curves she felt the hem of the dress pulling on her nipples when
she pulled the top of her dress down. The soft bobbing of her boobs made her
even more horny and a different kind of memories returned.
"Maybe you are already dead little one, but at
the offchance you are not..." she talked in a sultry voice. Putting her
finger against her cheek she made a pondering pose.
"Your mom, Jane, taught me everything I know
about having fun with your kind", the giantess continued and squatted down
on her heels to provide the most enticing look. "Hard to believe that she
could love one of You. How can she feel something for beings as insignificant
as you?", she continued and reached down to smear a few unlucky victims beneath
her fingertip. Raising it to her eyes she turned it to ogle the little
splotches before she liked it clean with a sexy flick of her tongue. Then she
stood again and started to swing her hips seductively in a sexy dance. Looking
down at a particularly large mob she even raised the hem of the almost
invisible dress to give them a clear view of her bare sex. Just a second then
she dropped the thin fabric and bent forward to squeeze her massive breasts between
her arms. Her breasts had always been her pride. Jennifer had always loved her enormous
endowments. Nature had equipped her with an phantastic rack and a firm skin to preserve
their proud pear shape over two decades.
"Years ago she was not so squeamish with
you", she continued to speak while her eyes wandered across the cityscape
as if she was hoping to recognize him among the fleeing thousands.
Slowly she stepped back and sunk to her knees in a
fluid motion. "Now let me tell you a little story...." she told the
little one she couldn't even see.
"But first I'll make myself comfortable."
With these words she leaned forward. As she did the
whole city stared at her giant breasts and watched them become pendulous. A few
last screams were squelched under her when her body flattened the thin fabric
of her dress and of course everything else that got buried beneath the vast
expanse of her stomach, her mighty thighs and her wide hips. Mesmerized people
stared at her left breast that was the first to be settled on the multi storey
buildings close to downtown. The firm curvature caved in the roofs and then
compressed storey after storey beneath the unfathomable tonnage of her breast.
It was still spreading wider and wider when her right breast was lowered with
the same carefree attitude. Thousands were pressed flat under the tender
breasts of the inconsiderate giantess.
Jane however propped herself up on her elbows and
started to dangle one foot in the air as she told her story. From time to time
she lolled and writhed and as she did her breasts would roll over some more
things that succumbed to their weight with pleasant crunches.
*
The buttons of her dress had rolled through the
streets like millstones and she had gasped in surprise after Jennifer's rough
advance. Her dress slid down around her feet and she stepped out of it. A
breathtaking kiss from Jennifer swept away her last concern about the little things
under her feet and the tiny people who built them. But when she was about to
melt within Jennifer's arms she suddenly felt pushed down to her knees and then
further down until she found herself on all fours.
Jennifer's hot breath blew through her crack and
without a warning there was her rough tongue playing vividly with her labia.
Never before had Jane moaned in front of someone else and much less in front of
a whole city. But now Jennifer's indulging caresses flooded her mind with lust
and she lost all restraint. For a moment she enjoyed the skilful tongue of her girlfriend
but then she realised that she needed more attention. She didn't even try to
lift a hand to help herself as Jennifer's wild antics were challenging her
balance even on all fours. Discarding even the last respect for the tiny life
forms beneath her the busty giantess slowly lowered her heavy breasts.
It was a precious sensation to feel her nipples
brushing across the buildings of the city. Tiny things were breaking against
the erect and sensitive spots with a pleasurable sensation. But as the descent
of her proud breasts continued the sensation doubled and then her previously
pendulous boobs rolled like giant wrecking balls across the tiny buildings
until the mighty pear shapes came to rest and started to splay under their own
weight.
The sensations as they spread and rolled over more
buildings were causing the most erotic feelings Jane had ever felt. She felt
all voluptuous as her breasts spread to 700 foot in diameter and flattened countless
tiny buildings along with their insignificant inhabitants under their epic
weight.
When the sensation was over and she felt her breasts
pressed flat on the ground the lack of titillation was almost painful to Jane.
Her moan of desire encouraged Jennifer to keep licking her and as Jennifer
pushed from behind Jane willingly allowed her to push her forward.
Another lewd sensation was her reward as her breasts
were dragged forward and onto more crunchy buildings.
*
With his ears ringing from her booming words he
listened to her description with growing terror. As good as he could he was
trying to get away from her but the streets were packed with people and some of
them were kind of entranced by her appearance. Even though they knew that
beings like her existed she was an unbelievable appearance to the common people.
Still her sex appeal got almost every man and even mesmerized a lot of women.
Maybe her pheromones were amplified by the size
difference or maybe it was just her erotic aura that caused some people to be
lured towards her. Slowly but steady they moved into the wrong direction and
thwarted other people's efforts to put some distance between them and her.
A pleased sigh from the giantess got Tom to look up.
Her face was further up than before. The ground shook and Tom realised that the
colossus of a woman had risen. Her breasts were pendulous again and swayed
gently - if anything that big could really move gently. With a booming sound
and crunching noises she put one hand forward and Tom realized that he didn't
notice because he had been captivated by the sight of these breasts. The
giantess was crawling into his direction. The pendulous breasts collided with a
reverberating thunder and it was hard to look away to run for his life.
Turning around he wondered how many people simply
couldn't and kept staring. He started to box and push his way through the
crowd. Yelling and fighting to gain distance from her. As he did he had strange
feelings. He knew his mom and he knew Clarissa. And he even knew the name of
the horror behind him. He just couldn't understand how he had all of the time been
unaware of the danger and the terrifying power the giants presented.
The ground swayed under his feet and he heard a deep
rumble. What if she was already above him? What if she was about to squish him
flat with one of those mountainous boobs? The distorted reflection in some
still intact shop windows showed movement. He could still see some of the sky
but it was evitable how fast her vast motions carried her towards him. "The
orgasm was the sweetest thing I'd ever felt. Your mom was very skilful with her
tongue. It drove me wild and got me addicted. No girl or boy ever got me as hot
as Your mom doing me on tiny towns..."
Another sigh accompanied the next concussion. He
tumbled and hit a man who was maybe twice his weight. The hard shoulder knocked
him around and he saw what was going on. Less than half a mile behind him the
monstrous breasts were coming down. He saw the enormous curvature shatter a few
buildings before he was able to look away. A cacophony of noise started and the
ground shuddered continuously. She was doing it again, he realized. Somewhere
behind him her behemoth breasts were rolling and grinding his city into dust. His
lungs started to burn. How long would it take until one of these giant wrecking
balls would come over him?
He felt a burst of heat on his back and saw the
reflection of a blinding flash appear in the windows around him. The booming
explosion could be heard a moment later and then he felt the blast. Something
big had ceased to exist under one of her breasts. For a moment he hoped that it
had hurt her or at least slowed her down.
But it didn't. The noise of Armageddon got louder and
ever closer. He knew that somewhere behind him whole buildings got flattened
under her breasts. The ground heaved and cracks appeared in the tarmac. She was
really coming close now. People around him turned and looked up. They usually
screamed in panic at the sight.
The booming moan came from straight overhead. He even
felt the blow of her breathe. It had all been in vain. She was upon him.
A building collapsed to his right. The noise was ear
piercing. He strained not to look up. He was sure that the slight touch of one
of her breasts had brought it down. More and more people around him fell. The
ground seemed to shudder and heave and he wondered how she could come even
closer. Was she already lowering her breast to bury him under it's settling
tonnage?
His lungs were burning. The constant running and the
fight among the mob were starting to overpower him.
A sound he had never heard before came from above. Of
course it was thunderous and painfully loud. But it took a second that felt
like an eternity before he was able to react. Unable to associate this noise
with anything he could imagine he turned around to look. He fell backward on
his ass at the sight. Unable to get up again he pushed himself backward on the
ground while he was looking up at a new level of horror.
While he was fleeing from her he had not noticed that
she had sat up. The noise he had heard repeated. It was the thick, stringy
wetness between her giant labia. Staring up he saw her spreading herself open
and that he was directly underneath her giant twat. In his exhausted state he
had not noticed her body crawling over him. He had not noticed her thighs
coming down. And now he saw why she had not turned him into a tiny red splotch under
her breast like thousands of others. Now her crotch was above him like a new
kind of sky.
Even Tom's tortured brain had no doubt what was going
to happen. The skyscraper next to him was no longer pointing towards the sky.
Instead it pointed into the dark grotto above that was falling from the sky. An
enormous drop of girl cream was falling even faster and impacted not too far
from him. The overwhelming fragrance of pussy washed over him. He was so
exhausted and now the humidity that was saturated with her fragrance made it
even harder to breathe.
Wide eyed he stared at the tip of the skyscraper. The
antenna bent and then snapped. The edge of the roof shattered and rubble
started to fall. His brain needed some time to put together that the giant cunt
had just brushed against the building and caused the debris to fall. And when
his brain found out with what a terrifying speed the whole building was sucked
into the greedy love grotto his will to resist, to flee and continuously escape
death snapped. Too weak to move out of the way he could only watch as it was
coming towards him. Storey after storey disappeared as the mighty pussylips
slid down and lubricated the building with a thick layer of pussy juice. A
window cleaning rig looked so small against the fat pussylips before it got
snapped off its steel ropes by the advancing slime. But it didn't fall. Instead
it was sucked into the mucus. The two little figures had time for one twitch
before the pink pussylip mangled the rig and squished their weak bodies into
the giant twat's nectar.
The cruel giantess didn't take longer for her downward
motion than a woman of Tom's size did. Within a second she had taken it's full
length into her hot cunt. Her ass and then also her pussylips impacted into the
ground with the momentum of her moving body. Houses got hammered flat, cars got
pressed paper thin and people squirted into red blotches under her flesh. Her
pussyjuice squirted out from under her pussylips and the bigger splats were enough
to pulp people who got hit. Tom found himself beaten by a force he couldn't identify.
Air pressure blew him away and a smaller droplet of pussy juice smacked into
him and accelerated him even more. The boom and the blast deafened him and the
last thing he saw while he was forced out from under her were the two giant
breasts as they collided after her violent impact with the ground. Maybe the
extreme boom of their collision was what finally knocked him out. He didn't
notice that the thick glob of pussyjuice cushioned his impact into the
collapsing pieces of a house. And he didn't notice the giant feet that trod into
the city with reckless speed and force. The rampant advance of another giantess
that prevented the giant left breast from coming down on his tiny, vulnerable
body. The smacking blow into the face of the other giantess would've deafened
him for the rest of his life if pussyjuice hadn't jammed his ears. And still he
would've been suffocated as the glob of pussyjuice spread all over his body if
his mother hadn't picked him up and licked him clean just in time.
He woke up feeling the comfortable warmth of his
mother's hand. Knowing her touch and the subtle fragrance of her skin calmed
him down like a baby. The sway of her soft steps was comfortable and eased the
pain of his bruised body.
He looked up and found his mom watching him and he was
glad to be alive while so many had died. They were silent for a while. Both
glad that he was still alive. But the silence became awkward and they both felt
it.
"Mom?", Tom asked softly after a few more
minutes had passed. His mother's eyes got even more sad but she didn't try to
prevent the question she knew to be coming.
"Was it true... what she told about you? Did you
really...?"
He didn't finish his question. His mother's enormous
eyelids blinked away countless gallons of liquid. Not enough to form a tear but
more than enough to be noticed by his tiny eyes.
"Yes, Tom."
She didn't say more. Her slow gait remained steady and
the sound of her slow steps didn't sound any different. Would he notice if she
stepped on a lone farm or maybe a into village right now? Would she do? Did he
deserve to survive only because he was the son of a giantess? The only tiny
born by a giantess who had ever existed.
"Son", his mom said softly and allowed the
word to sink in. "These were different times for me. But the answer is
yes. I did things and maybe all the things Jane has told you. Maybe even some
more. But otherwise... I wouldn't have had you. That's as much of an answer as
I can give."
Tom nodded subtly. He needed a few seconds before he
could roll over and spread his arms across as much skin of his mother's palm as
he could reach. It was as much of an embrace as she could get from her son. And
it was more than enough for her.
*
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