Us six advisers, myself, the heads of each of the 4 military branches, and my daughter (the other civilian adviser like myself)- stood up rapidly as our young Queen entered the situation room. She glared around at us as if to say ‘Why did you wake me up?’. No one spoke. “Well?” she asked aggressively. We had a very delicate subject to bring her to attention. It was the only thing this usually sweet, but immensely powerful girl would explode over. Caroline spoke up. “This is a subject matter for which I think all the men present should leave the room”. Cait’s expression changed from one of irritation to one of sadness anger, fear?. She simply nodded. Myself and the three other men got up to leave. As I stood up, she lightly touched my arm, so I sat right back down. “Police in Ohio were contacted by an Adult Video shop owner who had been solicited to buy a VHS copy, of the, uh ‘Bitch and the Bus’ tape”. Caroline let her words sink in for a minute. “The State of Ohio, wisely, deferred to you as to what should happen from here". Cait stared down at the table for a few minutes, her face was red. Then she slowly rose out of her chair. I discreetly texted Jack, the royal concubine, “you might want to get down here bud”.

I braced myself. Her reaction was not atypical for some victims of sexual crimes. I’d spent most of my career before congress as Kanawha County Assistant District Attorney trying sex crime cases. I missed the days when my father was the District Attorney, when I was a boy, when they just brought the electric chair out to the courthouse and fried the sex pests. By my day, there were so many regulations on the death penalty. All at the victims’ expense, I thought.

Her words were calm, but angry. “What have I done to be treated this way?”. We all avoided eye contact. “After all the mercy that I have shown- continue to show my subject, I am mocked by the men and boys of this Kingdom masturbating at a video of me being raped!”. I look over at the Air Force lady, her mouth opens and then closes again. She thought better of having some sort of response. “Sometimes I wonder” Cait continued, “if I should’ve just stretched my toe out and landed it on Las Vegas. Would my subjects respect me if I wiped out a couple neighborhoods? How about if I stomped it? Would- they fear me then? How about if I stomped the whole way from Las Vegas to Washington at full size. Denver, Kansas City, Chicago, Cincinnati, nothing left but millions of little red stains on my bare foot. Is that what is required?”. “Even what measures we’ve put in place, I’ve had to order them. I’ve had to follow-up on them. They let things slip. The Tech Firms, the state authorities. They aren’t grateful for the mercy I’ve shown”.  She was silent for a few seconds letting her words sink in. She then looked around the room at each of us. “Mark my words, every time this happens in the future, I will crush a state capital. Starting with the smallest, working my way up. If you hide these occurrences from me, I will crush the entire state. Frankly,  Jack is not that good at feet massages. I figure some nice concrete buildings will do the trick”. She abruptly stood up and walked out the door.

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Jack was waiting there. He was a little afraid, but also turned on. She grabbed his hand and led him away from the meeting room. Once they were out of earshot of the meeting, he had a quip. “Does D.C. count as a State? Would you stomp me in it”. She looked at him and then chuckled. She made a spider motion with her fingers up his chest. “You know, it would be so easy”. Her voice was soft and low “I could do it right now. Give me 5 seconds to grow, and you’re gone”. Jack was undeterred. “What you need, my liege, is some catharsis”.

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Kinney’s perspective again:

I was mortified. It was one thing if a normal girl of her age needed psychological help- there was lots that one can do about it. But a girl that could end the lives of millions on a whim with absolutely no consequence? What can we do? Sure, she’d killed before, that’s how we’d met, in fact. She had accidentally killed someone very dear to me, but she’d been so compassionate and remorseful about it. Now, I wonder how genuine it was.

I had served as Speaker of the United States House of Representatives, and for a few hours as the last President of the United States. It had been my 1st year as speaker when she had the first growth incident. I remember getting a security briefing on it. Unknown cause, the military was trying to reverse-engineer what happened, but the situation was under control, don’t worry about it. Ok.

I was from the right flank of the GOP. We were proud social conservatives. The use of military facilities and personnel to make a porn tape, was, disconcerting. Likewise, the sudden and suspicious charging of the poor girl’s father? The court martial of a supervising officer? The AG was pissing me off. He ducked me at first, then said he’d get back to me on a special counsel. I’d asked him how it would play in the midterms for the AG to be pleading the 5th in front of a House Committee investigating sex trafficking. He ignored me, and then hours later, he announced he was resigning to run for mayor of Chicago. New AG was just gonna play dumb, so we had to drop the matter.

When she grew the 2nd time, that was fun. Watching all of Washington panic and fly off to the various bunkers was not something you get to see every day. I was one of the few Vietnam Vets left in Congress; and I knew damn well she could crush us in a bunker or she could crush us in the capitol. Mrs. Kinney had been back home in West Virginia. As the wife of the 2nd in line of succession, she’d been ushered to go to the Greenbrier resort bunker, with the President, cabinet, and joint chiefs. I knew immediately that was a big mistake; that place was a big target. She was a sweet girl, if she wouldn’t crush Las Vegas, I didn’t think she’d crush other major cities. But a few dozen government goons in a bunker away from innocents? Most American citizens would do it. I’d managed to get ahold of Caroline, away in College at Virginia Tech, and had persuaded her to drive up to meet me. If I was going to be the guy to sign the surrender orders, and if Mrs. Kinney perished, I wanted her to be with me. The end in the bunker came quick. Again at full size, she lay on her stomach her pretty face just overhead of the town of White Sulpher Springs. She couldn’t help but crush half the damn town. She just kept pressing her finger into the ground. Layer after layer compressed. The walls cracked the lights flickered, but in under a minute, all the people in the bunker were flattened under tons of earth. I said a little prayer for my wife. But the show goes on. I barked at my secretary to find me a Federal Judge and a cable news reporter. 20 minutes later, I was being sworn in as the U.S. President. I gave the order. The United States issues an unconditional surrender to Catherine Sirena, and humbly asks to speak with her regarding her plans for the nation.

1 hour later, in the cabinet room of the White House, I was face to face with the Goddess. She was normal sized now, which was somewhat surreal to see. She was a petite girl, 21 years old, rich brown hair and dark brown eyes, a classic Italian beauty. What does one say to a being such as this? She nodded at me and held out her hand as if should shake it. I, instead got down one knee, and kissed her hand. She blushed bright red. A man, old enough to have been her grandfather, just bowed to her. We sat at the table. “What are your plans for us?”. She grinned and began: “Simple. I wish to disband the United States Congress. The executive administration will be much streamlined. I will be the Sovereign Queen of this country, and all executive branch officials will serve at my pleasure. I alone will enact and decree legislation- no legislature is necessary. The Federal Judiciary shall have no power to overrule my laws. They shall continue to exist for the sole purpose of review of state laws, however”. I scribbled down some notes and nodded. Smart girl. My secretary approached me with moist eyes. She whispered “Your daughter is here, she found out about her mom”. “She needs to wait” I whispered back. Cait put her hand on mine and said softly “go and see her”. I got up and walked to the doorway, embracing my tear-sodden daughter. She buried her head in my shoulder. Cait overheard our whispered conversation and seemed upset that an innocent had been killed at the Greenbrier. Of course, there were lots of secret service, half the residents of the town crushed under her fingerprints, each with their own grieving spouse and child(ren)- but I wasn’t going to remind my new ruler of that. She stood up and spoke to us “it is my goal that as long as I shall rule, no more innocents shall be killed”. She opened her arms “come here girl”; Caroline walked over and embraced her new Queen. “Denny, I know you tried to look into my abuse years ago. You’ve been easy to work with thus far, I need some advisers. I think you and your daughter should be the first”. I smiled. “We need to give you a crown, a coronation, and some loyalty oaths. Tomorrow”.

The following day, on the steps of the United States Capitol, I crowned her, by right of conquest, as 1st Sovereign Queen of the United States. I was flanked by the Chief Justice on one side, and my daughter on the other. Every Governor showed up and pledged to serve their most merciful queen (cough -goddess), and in turn kissed her hand. Her first act was to pardon Jack, effective a few hours in the future, so she could go to Kansas and greet him as he left Fort Leavenworth.

The people knew she was merciful, they also hated the corrupt Cabinet and Congress. She was an attractive, classy and smart young lady. For Americans to accept a monarch was quite a hurdle, but by day 1 was well on her way.

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We made out in an alcove, the stress of Cait’s meeting and my Giantess fetish (I had it before I met her!) fueled us. We eventually stumbled back up to bed. She mumbled something about having lots of work to do tomorrow. “For fuck’s sake- we just talked about you being a Goddess. Just sleep in”. “Besides, I have something very important to show you tomorrow”.