The discarded tank truck smashed through the building’s facade, ripping it open like a gash. Ivis didn’t care a bit. Tearing open another wine tank in her hand she kept walking the narrow Viennese streets, her right hand continuously massaging her swollen wet pussy.

Fernanda, walking down a parallel street, had fun herding a small crowd of people down the street. The chase came to an abrupt end when the road was blocked by a wrecked tram. “Whoops” Fernanda chuckled as the ten people or so vanished under her large bare foot, viscera squelching and gore spraying to all sides. “I’ll take a sip for every person I step on, as like a game!” The Brazilian giantess gulped down her large tank of wine.

Ivis laughed. “Look at this!” She removed her glistening wet fingers from her vagina and crouched down. Reaching out she pressed her sticky index finger onto a fleeing man. Like a tiny insect, the man was stuck on the giantess digit, thrashing in panic, as Ivis stood back up.

Fernanda giggled, the wine clearly starting to take its toll.

With a swift motion Ivis’ hand moved back to her soft pussy lips. She unceremoniously pushed her finger, man and all, inside her wet cave. A soft moan escaped her lips, and when she removed her finger after a few seconds, the tiny man was gone. She sensually sucked her finger clean.

“Mmm, you’re such a tease, Ivis,” Fernanda purred, her voice echoing through the narrow streets. Not being able to hold herself back any longer, Fernanda pushed over a smaller building and clambered over the ruins to get to her lover. They kissed passionately. Still embracing, Ivis spotted a convoy of military trucks in the distance. She pulled away from Fernanda, “look!”

Fernanda spun around.

“They’re evacuating.” Ivis mused.

Fernanda squinted. “Aye, there seem to be hundreds of them, maybe even more?” The Brazilian noticed another throng of trucks leaving the area.

Ivis grinned. “About time. We must have killed several thousands of them by now. I’m surprised it took them that long.”

Fernanda shrugged, “Three or four thousand at least,” the giantess chuckled, “and I enjoyed murdering every single one of them.” She leaned back in to kiss Ivis again, but the American giantess turned away. “Come on, let’s check it out.”

Fernanda frowned but followed along. “Uh, querida, I’m so horny!” She protested but Ivis smiled at her.

“Don’t worry, I have something special planned for us.” She winked at her lover.

———

It took them only a couple of minutes to reach the main train station which had been converted into a massive evacuation point. Thousands of people had gathered there to be loaded into trains and onto trucks to get away from the murderous giants. Now the murderous giants had come to them.

Ivis and Fernanda stood next to each other, the naked American had her hands crossed before her ample breasts, her last tank of wine swinging from her fingers, and looked down onto the mass of humanity before her. “Well, well, well, what have we here?” She teased. “By now you should already know that I don’t appreciate it when my toys run away from me.”

Fernanda drunkenly giggled. “You are so fucked…” She laughed. When one of the trains started moving, she lunged forward onto the elevated tracks and grabbed the first passenger car with her enormous hands. “Oh no, you don’t!”

Fernanda's powerful fingers dug into the metal of the train car, crumpling it like tissue paper. With a savage yank, she tore the car free from the rest of the train. The screeching of metal and terrified screams filled the air as the Brazilian giantess effortlessly ripped the car in two, spilling its human contents onto the tracks below.

"Look at them scatter!" Fernanda cackled, her eyes wild with glee. She tossed the mangled halves of the train car aside, crushing more fleeing people beneath the twisted wreckage. Not content with destroying just one car, Fernanda grabbed the next one in line. This time, she lifted the entire car high above her head, savoring the panicked cries from within. Her muscular body convulsed with power, each muscle and tendon straining like a bodybuilder posing for a competition. Tiny people plummeted from the sky, smashing against her rock-hard muscles with sickening thuds, exploding against her rounded chest in gruesome bursts, and splattering into shattered heaps at her toes. The carriage groaned, the metal resisting as long as it could. Finally with a loud metallic screeching, the car folded in on itself, collapsing between Fernanda’s bulging arms. With a triumphant scream, the Brazilian smashed the metal ball onto the tracks below, the impact sending a shockwave through the ground.

As Fernanda continued her assault on the train, Ivis turned her attention to the convoy of trucks attempting to flee the station. With a cruel smile, she stepped forward, her massive high heeled foot coming down on the lead vehicle. The military truck disintegrated like a child's toy beneath Ivis’ high-heeled shoe. Its occupants were reduced to a smear of red paste, their lives snuffed out in an instant as blood and guts splattered from beneath her sole. She lingered on the shattered vehicle for a moment longer, relishing the sensation of their puny existences being extinguished beneath her weight. An insidious smile played on her lips—she was loving it. She shifted her attention to the next truck in the convoy, one that was swerving wildly in a desperate attempt to avoid a similar fate.

"Where do you think you're going, little ones?" Ivis cooed mockingly. She began to methodically flatten each vehicle in turn, relishing the screams that were abruptly silenced as she crushed the life from the evacuees.

As she aimed at one of the army trucks below her, a screaming family of four jumped from the flatbed in sheer panic. The ball of her foot swiftly came down onto them, cutting the screaming short. Bloody gore shot out from under the high heel that also flattened the back half of the truck with several more people inside. Ivis drunkenly giggled, as she grinded her foot into the asphalt, smashing the rest of the truck.

Spotting an accelerating truck, she stepped forward, impaling a vehicle on her heel. Her left foot smashed the driver’s cabin. She crouched down, as people leapt from the back of the truck screaming. Taking another sip from her wine, she crouched down, and using her thumb, she squished the running humans one by one, occasionally stroking her wet pussy hanging menacingly above the tinies.

By now the crowds have descended into chaos, frantically attempting to escape. A large number rushed into the train station, hoping that staying hidden could ensure their safety.

“Make sure they can’t leave!” Ivis directed Fernanda, who was busy squeezing the life out of one of the train cars as if they were a damp cloth.

“On it!” The Brazilian used the mangled train cars as makeshift barricades to block the train station’s exits.

Ivis had just finished flattening the last of the two dozen trucks and their tiny occupants. Beneath her lay the gruesome aftermath of her massacre. Hundreds of crushed and flattened bodies, now grotesquely unrecognizable as once-human forms, lay torn apart and mangled, their remains scattered in a nightmarish disarray. Severed limbs and body parts were strewn across the scene, while the pitiful cries of the few injured survivors echoed through the air, their tortured bodies writhing and groaning in unbearable agony.

Ivis smiled. “That’ll do. Now let’s have some fun!” She got back on her feet, feeling a bit unsteady from all the wine. As she made her way to the station, her heavy footsteps trudged through the gore and slick blood, dragging along with her long strands of viscera and partially crushed bodies.

Fernanda, on all fours above the torn open train station, turned onto her back and laid down. She was splayed across the multiple train platforms, eagerly waiting for her lover. “Finally!”

Ivis slowly sauntered over to Fernanda. She positioned herself over the waiting Brazilian, legs on either side, massaging her exposed crotch. Emptying her wine tank, she tossed the crumbled container into the distance.

Ivis addressed the tinies cowering in the train station, "My friend and I are horny…" she said, her voice carrying over the din of terror and destruction. "And you are going to help us with that."

Moving over Fernanda’s face, she slowly lowered her dripping pussy onto Fernanda’s eager mouth. The Brazilian giantess moaned with delight, her tongue caressing Ivis’ wet lips. Ivis ran her hands up her stomach to her full breasts, cupping them, squeezing her hard nipples. Fernanda sensually stroked Ivis’ thighs, grabbing her soft ass cheeks as her tongue hungrily massaged the glistening pussy lips of her giant lover.

Below them the trapped Austrians could do nothing but watch in disbelief and awe.

The American moaned as she bent backwards, reaching for the crowd of tiny Austrians. Her slender fingers dove into the panicking humanity. The tiny people tried to evade, but her fingers closed too fast, trapping a dozen screaming people in her fist. Tiny arms and legs stuck from the gaps between her fingers, many at grotesque angles, clawing at the giant digits. As the hand rose up, Fernanda pushed her tongue into Ivis’ vagina, massaging her engorged clitoris. Ivis’ body tensed, a sharp groan escaped her lips, her fist clenched. Blood splatters erupted from her hand, as half of the tinies were instantly crushed into a bloody pulp. Moaning, Ivis lazily opened her fist dropping the shredded remains and torn apart bodies together with mangled but alive people back into the train station to grab another bunch.

Another dozen Austrians vanished in her fist, and again pure bliss overcame Ivis as Fernanda’s tongue reached deep into her vagina. She bit her lower lip and squeezed. How many did survive? She didn’t care.

Ivis slightly lifted her hips, her hand moving to her pussy, forcing the tinies into her vagina. She did not care that several of them missed or wiggled themselves free from her sticky womanhood and rained down onto Fernanda’s face. The Brazilian swallowed one man alive and picked up another one from her hair to push him right back into her lover’s waiting vagina.

Ivis felt them squirm inside and moaned, as Fernanda pushed her tongue against the tiny bodies, smashing them inside her. The American was unable to control herself, picking up and shoving more tiny Austrians into her.

Fernanda eagerly lapped up the tinies that hadn't found their way into the American's hungry pussy, swallowing many of them whole, while chewing some of them.

Feeling satisfied, Ivis turned around and, on all fours, moved down towards her lovers’ crotch. Her hand softly traced Fernanda's sculpted abs and strong, muscular thighs, before tenderly massaging the Brazilian's firm, swollen vagina. She grabbed another group of Austrians.

Bringing up her arm, she dropped the squirming mass onto Fernanda's crotch. The dazed and injured tinies barely had time to react before Ivis picked one of them up and gently but forcefully stuffed him inside the dripping vagina. Swirling her finger around, she massaged the tiny person into Fernanda’s pulsating flesh. The Brazilian moaned with pleasure, her powerful muscles clenching tight around the tiny body and Ivis’ finger. Ivis continued to massage Fernanda's wet lips, pressing more tinies in, ever deeper and deeper. Fernanda's hips bucked violently, and Ivis was barely able to hold on to her lover's crotch. "Don't stop! I need them, fuck!" Fernanda moaned, her voice echoing through the station. Ivis complied, shoving more and more tinies inside. Fernanda's moans became louder and more ecstatic as she felt the tiny bodies writhe and squirm. She was in pure bliss.

Ivis lowered her head, her hungry tongue joining her fingers. She licked up the blood and viscera covering Fernanda's pussy, the American’s own arousal surged as she watched the tiny bodies disappear between Fernanda's lips, the mixture of blood and fluids drenching the train platforms below.

As the American giantess savored her lover's wet lips, she felt Fernanda's powerful hands grab her soft butt cheeks. Ivis moaned with pleasure. She felt fingers digging into her flesh, spreading her large cheeks apart. Her entire body spasmed when Fernanda forcefully stuffed a tiny Austrian up her anus. Ivis groaned with ecstasy, her entire body trembling with delight. "Yes! More!" she screamed.

Fernanda obliged, her fingers grabbing more and more of the tiny humans. She stuffed them, one after the other, deep into Ivis' hungry ass. The American was in pure bliss as she felt them squirm and struggle inside her. Ivis' entire body was shaking with pleasure as she continued to lick and finger Fernanda's wet pussy.

———

Her mind was a blur of panic and disbelief. Marianne crawled forward, each movement sending a white-hot lance of pain through her shattered arm. The world around her was a storm of screams and thunder, the ground shaking violently as the two enormous women continued their devastating love making. She moved through a landscape of horror, the air thick with the metallic stench of blood. Flattened bodies and twisted limbs littered the ground, the remains of her fellow Austrians crushed beneath the giantesses' insatiable lust. Crawling on three limbs, Marianne slipped on the slick ground and landed face first in a pile of gory remains. She shrieked in horror and disgust and as she jolted back up her torn arm hit her with another burst of paralyzing pain. Tears streamed down her distorted face as she steadied herself on a broken concrete slab.

Above, the giant American leaned back, her massive tits, spread across her chest, heaving with each moan. Marianne glanced upward and saw the terrifying sight of the giant’s hand, slick with blood and cum, reaching into the crowd again, fingers curling around a group of panicked people. Marianne watched, paralyzed, as the giant fingers closed, a sickening crunch echoing through the station.

She forced herself to keep moving, crawling through the chaos, desperate to escape. The ground shook with each of the giant’s thrusts.

The hand plunged into the mass of fleeing people once more. Marianne gasped as she saw the fingers coming her way, but they narrowly missed her, closing around a group just meters away. She heard their screams, then the wet squelching explosion of their bodies as the fingers squeezed. Blood rained down as the Austrian girl crawled on, slipping in the gore.

Around Marianne, the Austrians were in a blind panic, tripping over each other as they fled from the two giant women. Marianne saw a man lose his footing and fall to the ground. He barely had time to scream before a massive hand came down onto him. He screamed until the very end “Nein! Nein!” until the impossibly gigantic digit crushed his chest cavity with an unrelenting force, expelling every molecule of air from his lungs. His eyes bulged with terror, his face darkening to a deep crimson, until it erupted in a horrific explosion of blood and viscera. The violent rupture sent his organs bursting outward in a nightmarish display of horror. Marianne quickly looked away.

The ground shook again, causing more of the station to break apart as the giant above her moved around.

Marianne collapsed, her body refusing to obey any longer. She lay on her back, the sky above filled with the terrifying spectacle of Ivis' breasts, each the size of a small house, rising and falling with the giantess' ecstasy. Marianne had always been proud of her own chest, but this was beyond comprehension, beyond envy. She marveled at the sheer mass of them, how Fernanda's muscular hands kneaded the soft flesh with such force, the fingers sinking deep into the pliant skin.

She closed her eyes, imagining their weight, the power they wielded, how they could snuff out her life in an instant. It was almost a release, the thought of being crushed beneath their unstoppable might, a final escape from the nightmare that surrounded her.

———

Fernanda grabbed several tinies at once, and with one swift motion of her thumb, she shoved them up her lover's ass. Ivis bucked wildly, her entire body overcome with pleasure. "Oh fuck, Fernanda!" she screamed as she felt the tiny humans squirm deep inside her. The American giantess was in a state of pure ecstasy. Ivis was barely able to keep her head above Fernanda's soaking pussy as her entire body convulsed with pleasure. She screamed with delight, her cries echoing across the train station. Her fingers dug into Fernanda's crotch, blood and tiny mangled bodies covering her hands.

“Ungh, Fuck, I’m cumming!” Ivis pushed herself up and grinded her crotch into Fernanda’s rock-hard abdomen, one hand furiously massaging her lover’s pussy, the other squeezing her own soft tit.

The Brazilian was just as close, both hands kneading her voluptuous breasts and stiff dark nipples, but it was the tiny humans squirming inside her that sent her over the edge. "Ivis!" she screamed, her voice booming through the ruins. The two giantesses reached their climax at the same time, their moans of pleasure deafening the surviving Austrians.

Ivis felt the tiny bodies inside of her being crushed, blood and gore spraying from her anus and pussy as she came. Fernanda was equally brutal, her powerful pussy muscles clenching tight around the struggling humans, crushing them into a bloody pulp, an equally impressive spray of blood and viscera erupted from her crotch as dozens of tiny people were compacted into mush like in a giant trash compactor, their remains mixed with the giantess’ fluids.

Ivis’ body swung to her side, over the ruins of the train station, as she let herself fall.

———

The ground shook violently. Above Marianne, the American kneeling on top of her lover, began shifting sideways, her enormous body looming over the tiny Austrians beneath. Marianne screamed as the giantess upper body came rushing down towards her. A second later, Ivis’ enormous breasts came crashing down onto the remains of the train station. A dozen people were instantly flattened beneath the massive tit, their bodies splattered into unrecognizable smears. Marianne felt the hot liquid spray onto her face. She wiped the blood from her eyes and continued to crawl, her mind a whirlwind of agony and terror.

Behind her, the gigantic mounds of flesh bulldozed through the ruins, flattening whole sections of the train station and countless people that were trapped beneath. Girders and concrete snapped and splintered, entire walls collapsed inward, and the ground ripped open as Ivis' body careened through the station. Her soft flesh swallowed up the fleeing Austrians, their screams muffled as their bodies were crushed into unrecognizable pulp.

Marianne watched apathic as an old man was pinned down by the gigantic nipple, his body exploded into red gore, before the large stiff nipple was dragged further, tearing up the marble floor.

The giantess squirmed on the ground, basking in the aftermath of her climax, pressing herself against the concrete beneath her.

Marianne closed her eyes as the ground shook again.

“I don’t think there is many of them left.”

Marianne’s eyes snapped open as her body was suddenly compressed and lifted into the air by two large fingers. Finally, she thought…

———

The entire train station was drenched in their fluids. When the two giantesses finally came down from their sexual high, they were both covered in blood and viscera, surrounded by the ruins of the train station.

Fernanda laughed drunkenly. "That was amazing," she panted, her chest heaving.

Ivis, just as out of breath, turned around to face her lover. "I needed that," she said, her voice filled with satisfaction. She looked around at the destruction they had caused with blurry vision.

"I don't think there's many of them left," the Brazilian said. She lazily reached down to grab a tiny woman from the ruins. Fernanda placed her gently onto her areola, before wrapping her small body around her stiff nipple. Slowly grinding her between her fingers, the tiny Austrian broke apart into bloody bits, sending Fernanda over the edge a second time. She bit her lower lip, moaning and convulsing again. “Mmmmhm” Her whole body trembled.

Ivis lazily clambered on top of her, lapping up the torn body from her tit, before resting her head on Fernanda’s chest.

Fernanda drew in several deep, calming breaths as she finally let herself unwind. Her eyelids grew heavy with an inexplicable weight, and within moments, she succumbed to the pull of sleep, slipping into unconsciousness.

The distant cries and moans of the few surviving Austrians, mingled with the groaning of twisted metal and the dull rumble of crumbling concrete, formed an oddly soothing lullaby for the two exhausted giantesses. In a matter of moments, Fernanda and Ivis were fast asleep, their enormous forms entwined amidst the ruins of the train station.

The earth continued to tremble beneath their colossal bodies, the soft flesh of their breasts and thighs pressing down upon the wreckage and the tiny, helpless humans trapped below. The few Austrians who still clung to life gazed up in disbelief at the two immense women slumbering peacefully above them.

Vienna lay under an eerie silence. In the distance the sound of helicopters was growing louder.