The chemicals swirled around the glass flask, mixing with one
other to blend into one uniform green liquid. It had taken months’ worth of
research and work, but Mrs. Taylor had finally done it. Her hands shook
slightly as she poured the mixture into the vials she had prepared, careful not
to spill a single drop of the precious liquid. She glanced up at the clock
after sitting there used flask back down; Laura would be here any minute. The
teacher’s heart beat a little faster as she thought about the girl. Just the
thought alone was enough to get her excited. Objectively she should have hated
Laura, she was an awful student who hardly ever paid attention in class, and
only passed because most of the faculty either didn’t want to have her again
next year or were simply afraid to fail her. When she wasn’t busy sleeping
through class, she could normally be found tormenting any unfortunate student
that happened to be nearby. Swirlies, black eyes, wedgies, and verbal abuse
were all regular occurrences from Laura. The girl had a particular interest in
a few unlucky students; Stacy, the cheer captain, had been subjected to some
particularly awful “pranks”, Will, the smartest in the class, had been given
numerous bruises and black eyes. Though they seemed to die down after he agreed
to start doing the bully’s homework. Laura ruled the school with an iron fist,
and Mrs. Taylor couldn’t help but love it. She knew it was wrong though,
feeling this way about a student, but that didn’t stop her from finding any
excuse to see Laura when she could. Laura was in fact the reason for her
current project, her growth serum. Through some of their talks they had discovered
a mutual fascination in the idea of being a giant. Laura was crazy over the
idea of having that much power, she already dwarfed everyone in the school, but
what if she could dwarf the school itself. Mrs. Taylor had no interest in being
big herself, but unleashing Laura on the world and being able to see the
ensuing destruction was an irresistible prospect, she may even be rewarded for
her efforts. Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the door to the lab swung
open, an intimidating silhouette taking up the entire door frame.
“You wanted to see me after practice?” Laura stepped into the
room, carried by a confident stride which quickly brought her over to her
teacher. Her 6’5” body dwarfed the woman, who now gazed up at the massive
athlete in awe.
“Y-yes, thank you so much for coming! How was practice hun?” The
older woman asked.
“It was good I guess; the rest of the team needs to work harder
though. I mean, if they’re ever going to look like this, they got to step it
up” She chuckled as she flexed one of her biceps, the mound of muscle quickly
hardened to show its impressive size and tone as the teen displayed her
physique. Small droplets of sweat clung to the toned body and ran down the hard
muscle, proof of her hard work. Mrs. Taylor felt like she was going to faint as
she watched the braggadocios display. Her cheeks turned bright red as her heart
fluttered.
“I don’t think they’ll ever get as strong as you,” she praised
“Anyway, I have some very exciting news though, its finally completed!”
“…What is?” Laura looked around the room in confusion, having
already forgotten about their discussion of making her grow from so many months
ago.
“The growth serum silly!” Mrs. Taylor reached down and carefully
picked up one of the delicate glass vials, holding it up for Laura to see.
“I’ve been working on it endlessly, but I think its finally ready.”
Laura gazed at the green liquid with curious eyes. Her mind raced
with the possibilities of what could come if it really worked. Finally able to
do whatever she liked, take whatever she wanted, bully anyone and everyone.
“You’re telling me if I drink that…I’ll grow? How big?” she asked eagerly
“Well, I’m not sure, you should at least hit 50 feet according to
my math, although there is a small risk you get even bigger. Potentially the
growth could be exponential.” The teacher flipped through a notebook that was
sitting on her desk and showed the student various equations full of symbols
Laura didn’t recognize nor cared too. All she cared about was getting bigger.
She reached forward and snatched the vial from the teacher with ease, her
larger hands making the glass container look tiny. Before Mrs. Taylor could say
anything, Laura tossed her head back and poured the mixture into her mouth.
They both stood in silence for a moment, but nothing happened.
“Well…looks like your math was wrong, better get back to figuring
it ou-“ Laura stopped mid-sentence and clutched her stomach, it felt like
someone had punched her right in the gut. Mrs. Taylor began to approach her but
quickly backed away as the girl’s body began to grow before her very eyes. Her
already long legs began to shoot up even higher, the mass of muscle that made
up her arms quickly doubling, then tripling in size. Within a few moments the
girl now stood at three times her original height.
“What the fuck!” Laura looked at her now massive hand as she
stooped, her head now easily touched the ceiling of the large lab room. “Holy
shit I’m… I’m fucking giant!” She felt another surge of energy course through
her before the process happened again, her body rapidly grew, forcing her
muscular frame to burst through the ceiling and continue upwards towards the
heavens.
Mrs. Taylor craned her neck up in amazement as she fawned over the
now massive teen. Her abs were now the size of cars, her legs now rose above
the second story of the newer part of the school. The sight was beautiful. Her
serum had worked, and her giantess now loomed far above her. Hey eyes moved
their way down and now looked at the massive sneaker that was now only a few
feet away. It dawned on her how lucky she was that she hadn’t been standing any
closer to Laura, as she may have been grinded to death under the sneaker which
now took up most of the room, or at least what was left of the room. The
basketball shoe had clearly seen better days. Dirt and grime stained nearly every
inch of it, hiding the bright red color that the shoes had once shown. The
bottoms were scuffed and worn down from being used up and down the court for
the past years.
Above Laura took a moment to take in her new stature. She looked
down at the now tiny school that surrounded her, some of the students that had
happened to be outside cowered in fear of their now giant classmate, others ran
inside to hide from the massive bully, but it wouldn’t save them. The titan let
out a booming laugh as she reveled in just how much power she now held, she
could truly do whatever she wanted now, who was going to stop her? As the
multitude of possibilities ran through her head, she remembered the one who had
granted her this power in the first place and looked down to see Mrs. Taylor
gazing up at her. The woman looked like an ant to the now giant teen, just an
insignificant black dot in front of her sneaker. A grin formed across her face as
she began to lift her foot.
Mrs. Taylor’s body froze as she watched the sole of the sneaker
rise above her and replace the sky, her view now nothing but the underside of
the shoe. Grime and mud clung to the massive sneakers; the tread was worn down
to near nothingness at this point. Then it began to lower. The teacher screamed
out in terror as the shoe descended upon her, this wasn’t supposed to be how
this ended. She had made Laura a goddess, given her the power she had wanted
for so long. She was supposed to be rewarded for her efforts, not become a
victim of them. Finally, her feet began to move, but it was already too late,
the sneaker came down upon her and pushed her into the cold tile floor of the
lab. Laura applied no extra pressure, just simply let her foot down on the
ground. That was more than enough to end her loving teacher though, the woman
popped under the thousands of pounds that now rested on her, becoming nothing
more than a red dot on the sole of the shoe, mixed in with the other insignificant
debris. Laura didn’t even bother to check what remained; confident she already
had a good idea of the teacher’s fate.
Satisfied with what she had done, Laura began to look
around the school for other potential victims. She lifted her foot and took a
step, her foot slamming down into the west wing of the school with ease. Mr.
Green’s English class was crushed underneath her and buried in the rubble. 28
lives ended in a second simply because the girl stepped carelessly. Her rampage
soon ramped up as she stomped around the massive campus, watching with glee as
her massive feet left craters wherever they happened to land. Students who
tried to run or escape the collapsing building didn’t make it far. Many ended
up under her feet. Others crushed as she swiped her finger on the ground,
grinding them into nothing. A few very unlucky ones were tossed into her giant
mouth, reduced to a few extra calories for her to burn. As the minutes passed
the death toll quickly racked up as more and more classrooms and fleeing
students met their end under the foul sneakers that came crashing down around
them. After four minutes of playing the west wing of the school was nothing
more than a smoldering pile of rubble and broken bodies, with one very happy
tomboy standing in the middle. Laura let out a small giggle as she looked
around, though to the unfortunate people at the school it sounded more like
roaring thunder.
Finished with her playtime in the building, she turned
her attention to what remained of the rest of the school. As she decided what
to do next, she noticed some of her classmates rushing to the parking lot,
piling into their cars hoping she would be distracted long enough to get away
from the rampage. Laura took a step and was immediately upon them. She sat
down, allowing her massive butt to plop down on the entrance of the parking
lot, sealing off their chance of escape. One daring car had tried to speed
under her as she sat but was only crushed under her plump ass. The truck
crumpled like a piece of tinfoil under the girl, and its passengers were turned
into stains on the sweaty gym shorts that clung to her ass. The fleeing cars were forced to slam on brakes
as their exit was now blocked by the athlete’s massive crotch. Laura reached
down and snatched up one of the cars and brought it up to her eye. Five
students were piled inside the car, now left with nowhere to go, and too high
up to get out. Laura began to apply a little pressure slowly, causing the roof
of the blue sedan to begin to cave in. The metal creaked and groaned under her
force, sinking lower and lower into the car. She watched with glee as the
passengers screamed, begging her to spare them, but she paid no mind. Finally,
she applied more pressure, flattening the car completely in between her fingers
before tossing the hunk of metal and gore away. There were still plenty of
other victims to play with. The next car was put between her bicep and arm,
before she began to flex. The muscle quickly expanded and crunched the car
against the hard muscle. Laura relaxed and allowed the remains of the car to
plummet back down into the parking lot.
As the rampage continued Mr. Wells scurried over to his
office window, peeking out to look on at the carnage that was unfolding
outside. He was met with a grotesque sight, the remains of his student’s bodies
strewn about in the rubble of the west wing and the mostly demolished parking
lot. It made his stomach churn in disgust. His eyes then turned to look at the
massive girl that now sat in his parking lot and was greeted with the monstrous
sight of Laura. Her dirty sneakers stretched out on either side of the school,
allowing her thighs to create an impenetrable wall of thigh muscle. Her short
clad lower half sat on top of what used to be the exit to the main road the
school sats on. As his eyes continued up, he saw her face, sharp blue eyes and
a brown pixie cut made for a striking appearance on the young titan. A twisted
smile formed across her face as she looked at the tiny student in between her
fingers. Mr. Wells also recognized them, it was Avery, the captain of the boys’
basketball team. A straight A student who had just recently been accepted to
the top university in the state. Laura brought her fingers together, sending
out a red streak in every direction as the boy was crushed between them. A
disturbing giggle followed.
Mr. Wells ducked back down, in all his years as principal
he had never thought he would have to deal with something like this. “Why did
it have to be Laura?!” He let out a pained whisper. Laura was constantly in his
office, and to say the two didn’t get along would be an understatement. She had
made his career hell for the past few years, constant fights and bullying,
always in detention, and regularly pranking him as well. He could do nothing to
combat this giant girl, his only option left was to run, and let the police or
military handle the situation. No one would think him a coward he hoped, and at
this point he didn’t care.
Wells glanced out the window once more, Laura had found
another group of fleeing students and was preoccupied with them for a moment,
though he was sure that wouldn’t last long. Deciding to seize the opportunity,
Wells sprinted for the door and busted out into the open courtyard of the
school. His legs began to pump as hard as he could make them as he sprinted in
the opposite direction of the giant student. All he needed to do was make it to
the forest that bordered the school to the north. He wanted to turn back and
see what was happening behind him but knew that the lost time might mean a
death sentence for him. His lungs burned as he sprinted through the courtyard,
he hadn’t run like this in 20 years.
THOOM
Wells ran headfirst into the solid wall that appeared
before him. The impact knocked the wind out of him and sent him reeling. He
landed on his back, now dazed and confused as to what had just happened. As he
regained his senses, he sat up to see what he had run into. Before him sat a
tan wall, filled with a chaotic web of crossing lines and creases that ran
through its entirety. It didn’t take him long to deduce that it was a hand, a
giant hand, which could only mean one thing. He slowly lifted his head up,
allowing himself to look up into the sky. Far above, Laura smiled back down at
him, a terrifying look in her eyes.
“Where you going Mr. Principal?” she asked rhetorically.
Before Wells could stand back up and attempt an escape, he was snatched up by
the massive palm that had knocked him down. The hand was uncomfortably warm,
and slightly sticky for some reason. Wells wasn’t sure he wanted to know why honestly.
The palm was rough, a large callus sat at the beginning of her middle finger. A
testament to Laura’s active lifestyle. Wells quickly felt the air begin to be
crushed out of him as the fist tightened and began to rise off the ground.
After some moments it opened back up, allowing the tiny prisoner to breathe. He
was looking at her face, suspended high in the air.
“LAURA PLEASE WE CAN TALK ABOU-“ He began to plead. His
insignificant cries were mere squeaks to the giant girl.
“Ya know you always thought you were so big, always
putting me in detention, threatening to kick me off the basketball team,
calling my parents. That was pretty fucked up!” Her voice boomed out, nearly
deafening the man. It sounded like the voice of some divine being, calling out
the end of days.
“I’M SORRY LAURA PLEASE JUS-“ He was interrupted again
“I think you deserve a taste of your own medicine
actually,” she began to smile as she lifted up her other arm above her head. “A
little detention of your own might teach you a lesson” She brought the principal
over to her now exposed armpit. Allowing him to see where he would be serving
his “detention”. The skin before him was clearly sweaty, and short thick hairs
had begun to sprout from the skin. Clearly Laura hadn’t shaved in a while.
Before he could plead anymore, he was shoved into the
hellish armpit. He was pushed face first into the slick skin, and immediately
wished she would have just killed him. The stench hit him like a freight train
as he sucked in air to replenish his lungs. An acidic smell which caused his
insides to burn, and his mind to scream for mercy. He couldn’t believe a
teenage girl could even produce something this foul. It only got worse as Laura
began to drag him around the armpit, giving him a full tour of the landscape. His
face and body were rubbed roughly against the stubble that covered the underarm,
turning his skin red and raw. Wells couldn’t decide what would kill him first,
the sweat or the smell. He only prayed one would come soon. The principal, once
the boss of the school, was now nothing more than a sweat rag for the star
athlete. Laura let out another giggle as her torment continued.
Laura eventually removed him from his detention, growing
bored of her little game before bringing him back down to the ground and
dropping him. Wells laid and sucked down the fresh air that was finally
available to him.
“Bye bitch!” He heard the titan say as he looked up in
horror. Her hand curled up into a might fist as her arm cocked back behind her
head like a world class boxer. Within a split second she let the punch fly,
slamming her fist into the tiny principle that lay before her. As her fist came
back up not much was left of the principal that had made her school life hell,
just a small red smear. Still, Laura punched the remains a few more times just
for good measure.
Not much of the school remained at this point, just a few
remaining walls that had survived her rampage. Laura began to think about where
to head to next when she noticed the slightest bit of movement near the
bleachers on the football field. Her eyes lit up in delight, the cheerleading
team had been there practicing! This would be a perfect ending to her terror at
the school, finally putting all those preppy cheerleaders in their place.
Laura stood and lumbered over to the bleacher
nonchalantly before sitting down in front of it. She imagined the fear the girls
hiding under it must be feeling, knowing that she’s right outside their hiding
spot. It filled her heart with joy to think about. Her massive hands reached down
and grasped the metal bleachers on either side before effortlessly ripping the
structure up out of the ground and tossing it away. It was easy work for the
muscular titan. The cheer team was now in plain view, left out in the open,
cowering as they looked up at the massive basketball player.
“Hey girls! Hiding from me?” Laura grinned as she teased
the tiny team. She studied the fear on each of their cute little faces as she
loomed over them, pausing as she got to the captain, Stacey. Stacey had been
one of Laura’s favorite victims throughout the school year. The cheerleader was
gorgeous, which is good as it made up for her lack of brains. Laura remembered
the anger she had felt when the girl had rejected her advances all that time
ago. Now it was time for revenge.
“I’ll tell you guys what, you do me a favor and maybe
some of you will live! No promises though! How about… you guys go ahead and
give me a foot rub; I’ve been in these sneakers all day” With her offer made Laura
reached down and peeled off the sneakers that clung to her feet. A noxious odor
poured out over the football field as she sat her foot back down and began to
work on the other shoe, popping it off as well. The cheerleaders now unfortunately
stood before her sock clad feet. The black athletic socks had clearly seen better
days, they were worn to threads, nearly falling apart after years of constant
abuse by the teenager. Laura’s pinky toe stuck out of a small hole that had
formed on the side of one of the socks, allowing her giant toe to breathe. She
peeled the nasty socks off next, before stuffing them into the shoes, and
tossing them aside. She pushed her feet forward presenting them to the tiny team
that would be rubbing them and nearly crushing them in the process. “Get to work!”
Stacey looked at the horrified faces of her teammates in
despair. This couldn’t really be happening, could it? They were supposed to be
going to Starbucks after school today, not enslaved by their bully. She noticed
tears running down Gwen’s face, it broke her heart to see her friend in such a
state. “L-lets just do it guys…maybe she’ll let us go!” Stacey said with as much
confidence as she could muster She knew they almost certainly wouldn’t be let
go, but it was the best shot they had at surviving this. She led the way,
approaching the steamy feet and touching her hand to the grimy flesh. “Ewwww”
she muttered to herself as she felt the sweat stick to her. The rest of the team
soon joined her in their disgusting task and began to message their new god’s
feet.
Laura wiggled her toes as she felt the team begin their work,
sending a rain of debris and sock lint down towards the tiny girls that toiled
at her heels. This was just too good, the entire cheer squad turned into
nothing but some fucking foot slaves. She should have done this sooner, she decided.
This went on for some time, before finally Laura grew bored of their torment. She
sat back up, startling the tiny girls below.
“You guys did ok I guess,” she rolled her eyes, “but I have
to go so I think our time is over. Maybe some of you can come with me though!”
She smiled as she reached down and snatched up the majority of the girls in one
of her hands before reaching for her sneakers and pulling the socks out. “How
about you ride in here, don’t really have any pockets on these shorts” She
laughed before tossing some of the girls into each shoe.
Stacey landed with a thud as she hit the damp insole. As
the rancid smell of the sneaker entered her lungs she began to gag, and wished
she would have died from the fall instead. She looked around her new prison,
Kayla and Jennifer had also been thrown in and were getting back on their feet
on the other side of the shoe from her. The insides of the sneakers were destroyed
beyond belief, as the lining in most of the shoe had been worn away, and the
once white insole was now colored a dark brown. Beneath her feet Stacey could faintly
make out the number “13.5” in large lettering, though most of the marking had
been rubbed away. She looked up as the light in the shoe began to disappear,
only to see Laura’s now socked clad foot hovering over the entrance. “RUN!” She
squealed, trying to alert the other girls as she sprinted down the shoe trying
to escape the impending doom behind her. Stacey quickly passed the other two
girls who still hadn’t fully recovered from their fall. She looked over her
shoulder to see the rapidly approaching sock engulf them in an avalanche of
dirty cotton and sweat. The two disappeared beneath the sole. Before she could
make it to the toe section Stacey too was caught under the sock, steamrolled by
the massive toes and forced down the advancing foot. As things settled, she
realized she had miraculously lived, now wedged beside the ball of Laura’s
foot. She began to sob, unable to decide if this was a blessing or not.
Above, Laura finished putting her shoes back on and was
delighted by the crunches she felt under her feet as they settled. She turned
her attention back to the three remaining girls that stood before her before
snatching them up as well. “As for you three, I don’t really have anymore room,
but I could go for a snack after all this fun!” She grinned sadistically as the
group began to scream and squirm in her hand as she raised it over her mouth,
Gwen in particular screamed out in a shrill voice. She reveled in this for a
few moments before finally opening her hand and allowing the girls to plummet
into her open mouth. Within a flash they were gone, dropped into her stomach to
be turned into fuel for her rampage. As she savored the moment Laura felt a
burning sensation spread throughout her, growing in intensity quickly. Her body
began to expand again, pushing her up even higher towards the heavens. “Oh God”
she muttered as the growth overtook her. After a few moments of this painful
process Laura had more than doubled in height, she was now truly a titan compared
to the rubble of the school beside her. A delighted giggle escaped her as she
took in her new height. “Oh my… I’m like a fucking God!” she bellowed out
cheerfully, “This town doesn’t stand a chance… this country doesn’t stand a
chance! You’re all like fucking ants!” She shouted at the citizens near the
school who began to flee as Laura paused to take in this power. Laura smiled as
she began to walk to her next victims with Stacey still imprisoned in her sneaker.