She lived in two realities–in her own view, anyway. There was her duty, and then there was who she was outside of that. Yet, she knew she couldn’t avoid this exact issue. The destruction, the pain that was brought at her hands. 

Yet, she really saw no way out of this.

The group was stunned, unable to tear their eyes away from the catastrophic scene unfolding before them.

A giantess stood before them, massive to the point that her legs seemed to stretch into the heavens, her massive body bent over somewhat as if peering down over a railing as she looked over the city with a curious gaze. Her long, blonde hair was piled up in a bun on her head, some of it falling into her face. For the most part, she appeared to be a normal looking woman–outside of the fact that she was bigger than anything the thousands of eyes watching her could comprehend. 

Rose, the giantess, let out a small sigh through her nose before she shook her head lightly as if disapproving something the city was doing. 

“...I’m sorry it’s come to this,” she spoke, her voice soft–almost melodic. Yet, it was hard to miss the sympathetic nature to it. “Trust me, if I could let things play out how I would prefer, this whole thing wouldn’t be happening.”

‘This whole thing’ refers to the fact that she was there to destroy them all in some sense of duty. That was the rule of her reality, and that was the cost the people under her had to pay. As much as nobody asked for this; herself included. 

She raised her foot up above the city, which was massive in its own right and it could easily crush the city under her sole alone. Yet, she seemed to pause, keeping remarkably good balance, despite swaying somewhat on one leg for a few moments. After several tense moments, she angled her foot somewhat, peering down toward the city again with a small, almost pained smile. 

“Sorry, guys. Here we go.”

Rose began to lower her foot until her big toe was firmly planted in the middle of the city. The ground started to give away under the pressure of her pressing down, people stumbling and falling over themselves as they tried to escape the destruction. After a few moments, her toe caused the road to crack before giving away to the earth under it, Rose digging her toe in further before the very earth seemed to give away under her actions. She lifted her foot again to watch the destruction she caused–again, with an oddly sympathetic expression for the mess she was creating. 

The sheer force of her foot pressing down caused a massive sinkhole to appear in the city center, swallowing up everything in its path. The gaping hole in the ground seemed to stretch on forever, a black void waiting to swallow up anything it could catch in its waiting mouth. As people stumbled and tripped, the ground beneath them gave way with a sickening crunch, sending them tumbling into the depths below. The cavernous maw of the hole seemed to grow wider with each passing moment, more and more people and buildings starting to fall into the cavern that Rose’s toe created. 

The air was filled with the sound of screams and cries, the desperate pleas of those who had been caught in the disaster. Yet, Rose paid them little mind. The abyss below seemed to be endless, a bottomless pit that would never release its victims. The buildings above them eventually gave way under the uneven terrain, massive structures of glass, metal and concrete falling down upon the people in the hole. The sound of splintering wood and shattering glass echoed through the air as the once popular and busy city center was sucked into the massive sinkhole. The surviving residents of the city were in a state of panic, scrambling to escape the destruction that was unfolding before their eyes. They were running in all directions, tripping over debris and dodging falling objects as they desperately tried to escape Rose's plans for the city.

She needed to end this.

With a sigh, Rose lifted her foot, fully aware that the city beneath her would crumble like sand beneath her. However, a part of her yearned for something different. That there was a way she could do this without the destruction and having to hear the people screaming out for her to stop, yet she knew it was pointless. It was her duty as a giantess and it simply was how it had to be. She also couldn’t help but feel…a little shy about having so many eyes on her. It was something that made her squirm somewhat, a small sigh escaping her. 

“I’m sorry it has to be this way,” she said, “Just–it’ll be over soon, I promise.”

Slowly, she raised her foot above the city. With a gentleness, she began to apply pressure down upon the area. The initial buildings her colossal foot touched emitted groans as they strained under her deliberate touch. Some people scrambled in an attempt to escape, while others were simply mesmerized by the sight of the sole of Rose's foot. That, or they had resigned to their fates. Whatever the reason, it didn’t really cross Rose’s mind too much, but she knew she would hear more screams than she wished she had to.

As Rose continued to press down, the buildings collapsed and glass shattered from the pressure. Panic ensued as the residents of the city tried to escape through crowded streets, only to be met with resistance from people with the same idea and people trying to scramble from the titan of a figure coming down toward them. It was hopeless, as Rose’s foot was twice the size of the city and they wouldn’t even be able to make it to city limits before they were buried under the mess of debris, earth and guts that her massive foot would cause. Rose's foot exerted more force, causing the buildings under her foot to bend further under her weight, crumbling easily as more debris crashed down around the panicked citizens.

She continued to press down, more of the city being destroyed under her foot.

Finally, the smaller buildings started to crumble, leaving people defenseless against the collapsing city around them. Rose continued to press down, reaching the people on the ground finally as people cried out and were crushed under the sole of her foot. Some people were crushed like insects, while others horrifically survived longer to experience the massive pressure slowly breaking their bones. Some tried to fight to escape from where they were, yet their efforts proved futile as their bodies were nothing against the overwhelming force, eventually leading to the mass destruction of the people on the ground.

With a final push, Rose's foot broke through the road to the earth below, causing it to crack. The city beneath her foot was utterly flattened, the people within squashed against her skin, leaving her foot smeared with blood, flesh, and bones. As she lifted her foot, traces of metal and debris clung to her skin. With a small groan, she wiped away the debris from her sole before she knew she had to move on to her next target.

The little world she currently inhabited was familiar to her–it was one that she thought she belonged to long ago. Yet, she knew now that she couldn’t leave it untouched. Not with her new role, as much as she kind of dreaded the issue. 

Rose had watched many documentaries about natural disasters. She figured something similar would be a quick way to take out another city, her massive strides taking her toward the shoreline in one of the more busier cities in this realm. 

In her purposeful strides, Rose, ironically enough, didn’t seem to pay much mind to the fact that she was still crushing roads under her feet. Cars, rural communities and towns. She didn’t really pay them much mind outside of the odd stumble over her own, rushed movements, which she only acknowledged with a small, awkward chuckle.

“Shit, I need to slow down a bit,” she remarked to herself, rubbing at the back of her head before she finally approached the waiting ocean. 

The water had always excited her, even before her ascension. It was hard to hold back a small surge of excitement as she walked along the beach, her feet covering whole swaths of it as she approached the outskirts of the city. She took in the smell of the ocean air, kneeling down somewhat near the water. 

Yet, she didn’t keep her balance as well as she did when she first arrived. With a wobble, Rose stuck her hand out to catch herself. 

The people on the outskirts were left to watch, hopelessly, as her massive hand lowered toward them. It was if it was moving in slow motion, yet in reality it was faster than what she likely would have it be if Rose had been deliberately in control. While her palm missed the populated area, landing in the sand nearby, her fingers were an issue. 

In particular, her pointer came down with a catastrophic thud, debris flying high as her finger crushed stretches of residential streets and industrial areas. The buildings stood no chance, completely flattened under the simple press of her finger as Rose tried to catch herself in a fall. People were reduced to nothing but stains on the pavement and on the tip of her finger, the city bending and caving around the indent her hand caused. 

Rose let out a light laugh, completely jarring in light of the destruction she caused as she pulled her hand away to try to right herself again near the ocean. Parts of the city were pulled along with her motion, stuck to her fingers as she looked down at the remains of livelihoods and life in general. 

With a small grimace, she rubbed her fingers together to remove the debris and efficiently snuffed out the lives of hundreds of people in that action alone. 

“Sorry! Sorry…” she muttered with a shake of her head at herself, “Did not mean to do that, actually, but…well, I can’t change it now.” 

She needed to focus on the task at hand, anyway.

Rose gazed out at the vast ocean before her. The sheer size of it all was overwhelming, as the deep blue water stretched out towards the horizon, blending seamlessly with the sky above. She could remember feelings so small and insignificant in comparison in the past, yet the current moment gave her a new perspective. It was still a massive force to be reckoned with, yet in a way she could almost relate to it in a way she never could before. 

For a moment, she forgot about the task at hand, lost in the beauty of the world around her. 

Yet, as she turned her gaze towards the city in front of her, she was jolted back to reality. The towering buildings of the city rose up like jagged teeth, casting long shadows over the bustling streets below. For the most part, it seemed like a busy and bustling city, despite the fact that her presence had people running away from where she was and trying to flee to city limits. As useless as that continued to be. In a past life, she remembered that city being rather beautiful, in its own way. Now, though, she was there for a purpose and she had to see it through. She knew that there was no other way. She just hoped that this new idea might get it over with quickly for them all.

Still, she hesitated for a moment as she looked back toward the ocean, her massive hands hovering tentatively over the water's surface. It was a sobering realization, the fact that she held so much power in her hands. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes and nodded lightly, knowing what she was to do and how to do it. She scooped up some of the water in her hands, cradling it somewhat as it leaked over the sides of her hands and through her fingers somewhat. The drops of water hit the ground under her, causing massive pools of water in their own right, yet the main event still remained in her hands as she walked toward the city.

Finally, as Rose stood at the edge of the city, she bent over somewhat. 

The people below her were either running in fear or they stood, frozen, watching her watching them. Some were screaming up at her, knowing what she was thinking of doing and begged her not to. While Rose wanted to argue back that this was just the nature of things, she knew it was a pointless argument that always went nowhere. It wasn’t that she lacked sympathy, but she could see no other option. Which was what gave her the resolve she currently had. 

Which was what allowed her to tilt her hand and pour the water over the city. 

The impact was tremendous, the force of the water pushing against the towering buildings and sweeping away everything in its path. The people in the city were caught off guard, their screams piercing the air as they ran for cover. Rose watched on as the destruction unfolded, the water tearing through the streets and carrying cars and debris with it. Wave and wave of water washed through, pulling people and cars down toward the edge of the city while others were buried under the current or pinned. They were left to drown. Whole buildings were buried underwater, while others burst as a wave washed through their windows and doors. As expected, the action did quick damage, yet it was notable at the very least. 

As the last of the waves subsided, Rose stood there, rubbing her wet hands against her jeans thoughtfully. While the water did most of the damage, she knew she would have to take care of the remainder of the city and people who survived. 

Rose swept her foot alongside the city, the force of the wind it created knocking over buildings. Upon seeing that, she paused, an idea turning over in her head before she stepped closer to the remains of the city. 

She raised her foot up, gently swaying it side to side and watched as it created waves in the water that remained in the ruins. 

With some more determination, she started to move her foot back and forth at a steady pace. The gusts of wind that created hook the very foundations of the buildings, causing them to sway and crumble like fragile toys. The panicked screams of the city's inhabitants filled the air as they were tossed around like mere playthings, at the mercy of the fierce winds. Some were flung into the air, while others were thrown against the walls of the buildings, killed upon impact. 

The water was pushed along too, in waves, sweeping people under and taking whole streets with the combined force. Rose's foot continued to sway back and forth over the city, her every movement a spectacle of destruction. The cries and screams eventually died out to an odd stillness, the last of the buildings falling into the water that swept away the city. 

Finally, Rose stopped her movements and stood there for a few moments to survey the damage. 

Despite the destruction and the death she caused, a part of her…almost reveled in the power. It surged through her, settling in a particular way in her gut. She shifted, feeling a certain organ react to that realization, the beginnings of a bulge forming in the crotch of her jeans. 

She still needed to visit her hometown and–well, with the current situation, her mind was turning over an idea about that as well. 

It didn’t take her long to spot the familiar part of another city from some distance away, Rose starting to make somewhat uneven strides toward the city as the destruction she was causing under her feet only aroused her further. Really, she couldn’t help it with how powerful she felt. While a part of her wanted to stop to apologize, it was uncharacteristically quiet under the way her thoughts focused on how the feeling of the roads and cars being crushed under her felt. 

By the time she approached her destination, she was breathing a little heavily. Yet, she knew exactly where she wanted to be. 

Rose lowered herself down to her knees, crushing buildings under her giant legs and thighs. Even that sensation didn’t really pause her, Rose’s hand coming down to adjust her crotch somewhat as the familiarity of the area seemed to settle. She was raised in this part of the city, the streets looking old and familiar, even from her new perspective above them. While the idea of destroying it made her feel odd, she knew she had to do it. 

And…well, it was clear that she enjoyed it in some way as well.

Some familiar faces stared up at her–friends, family, neighbors. People she used to know, love and spend her day-to-day with before her world had shifted. Rose knew she couldn’t treat them the same way anymore, yet it was hard not to let that familiarity and nostalgia settle in her as her gaze swept over the area. Yet, it was hard to ignore the throbbing between her legs and…well, her call to duty. 

“I have to do this, guys,” she said, shifting herself upwards somewhat on her legs so she could unclasp the front of her jeans, “This is nothing personal, it’s just the way it has to be.” 

With a light groan, she reached down the front of her pants to rub at her half-erect cock. 

The people under her had differing reactions. Some started to flee in terror, while others stood, frozen, and watched on as the once nice and friendly person before them was now pleasuring herself to the idea of cumming all over them and this part of the city. It was indeed a sight to behold to the ones who stayed, staring up at Rose. 

Her thick thighs caged the way out of the neighborhood and likely did the same to the surrounding ones, if they weren’t crushed under her. She was massive, taller than the largest buildings in the city, her body rising high above the skyline and encompassing the whole of the tiny people’s vision. 

They were forced to watch as she groaned, palming at herself as she bit her bottom lip, lustful gaze taking in the people below her. Yet, despite everything–her power, her size and the effect she had on the people under her, Rose couldn’t help but blush somewhat. 

“Fuck, I usually don’t give so many people a show like this…” she started around a small, strained laugh. 

At that, she released her cock from the confines of her clothing. The member was now fully erect, standing tall–taller than anything that could be seen in the city under her. The head alone was bigger than several streets below her, which was swollen and already starting to leak some fluid from the tip. 

Rose started to slowly stroke herself, letting out a small sigh that dissolved into a moan. Her gaze didn’t leave the streets below, though the look in her massive face suggested that she might not have really been seeing them. Still, some people shouted up at her–to plead that she stop, demand that she get herself together and realize what she was doing. Yet, that only seemed to spur her on, her movements becoming quicker and more purposeful as she moaned aloud. 

“God…” she sighed, not wanting to admit that she really did recognize some of the people under her. In particular, there were some people that she had developed crushes on over the years–some school crushes, some coworkers. 

The idea of drowning them in her cum, to watch them struggle against the torrent as it sprayed out from her cock, was far more arousing than she ever thought it would be. The people she had secretly wished attention from but were far too shy to act on anything now would have to pay attention to her. To reckon with her in a way they never thought they would. 

Rose groaned, throwing her head back as she continued to stroke herself, pumping her cock quicker and she could feel that delicious tightening in her gut building. The more people tried to escape their fate, the more they yelled at her to stop, to think about what she was doing, the tighter that feeling became. 

“Oh–yeah, I’m–” she struggled to get out as that feeling mounted. 

She shifted her position somewhat, cock pointed down toward the street as she pumped it feverishly. The people under her watched, only hearing their own shouts and the wet, slick sounds of Rose jacking herself off above them. 

Rose’s cock head started to twitch, she gave a groan before she seized up. Her stomach tightened, hand stopping as the head of her cock gave a final twitch. Cum shot out of it, a massive wave of it covering the few streets directly in its path. The torrent of fluid easily destroyed buildings, people swept away and pulled under by the wall of cum that buried them. Squirt after squirt, they were covered in her cum as she groaned in unrestrained pleasure. 

She breathed heavily, gaze dancing over the street as her climax settled over her. The once familiar street was now covered in white fluid, buildings buried in it if not completely ruined by the pressure of it coming at it. There weren’t people in sight, Rose knowing they were struggling to not drown in her cum. 

In a weird way, it was almost satisfying to know just how much power she had. How much destruction she could cause in such a way. 

Rose let out a hard breath, shutting her eyes as she listened to the screams she could hear and the creaking of the buildings suffering under the weight of her destruction and the cum that submerged some of them. It sent sparks of pleasure through her, despite her starting to come down from her orgasm. She let out another small breath, listening as the street started to go silent, knowing that people either had died or fled. Or drowned. 

Regardless, she knew that this was partly her duty, yet she hadn’t expected to enjoy it so much.

Still, this was just one aspect of her reality. Yet, there was still that part of her that felt guilty about how much she enjoyed this, that there was an aspect of herself that reveled in this destruction. 

Rose opened her eyes and tucked her cock back in her pants, gathering herself to stand and unaware of the still alive people that clung to her hand as she stood back up to her full height. 

The area around him was a bit of a blur and unfamiliar, Oliver clinging tightly to the soft skin at the base of one of the giantess’ fingers. 

Many other people clung on for the ride, some stuck to her palm from the remains of the miniscule debris that wouldn’t even register in Rose’s mind. Some clung to her fingers, holding on for dear life as she seemed to step into another world. One so much like their own, yet it was if the roles were reversed. 

As if they were the ones who were shrunk and Rose was not the one who grew to such massive proportions. Oliver had always admired Rose in a strange way–she was a beautiful woman. She had been timid and shy, yet in this moment it felt like she was anything but. She walked with a confident gait, her hips moving side to side in time with her quick steps as her arms swung freely at her sides. 

She paid them little mind–at the moment, at least. 

It was an exhausting transition, and a long walk apparently. Oliver didn’t really know how much time had passed, but he knew some people had tried to climb her hand and were not successful. Some of them were dislodged, plummeting to their deaths to the ground below while others were forced to resign to their fate. Oliver had no doubt that they felt just as terrified as he did. 

What he didn’t expect however, was Rose suddenly stopping and letting out a soft laugh. Another giantess peeked around her back, hands resting on her hips from behind as she pressed a kiss to the back of Rose’s neck. She had a curtain of black hair that rested down to just below her chin, somewhat curly. She was striking–at least, in Oliver’s eyes. Yet, Rose didn’t seem to mind the affection. 

“Why am I not surprised you couldn’t wait until I was inside the apartment?” she asked, the other woman letting out a low laugh before she backed away. 

“I missed you…” she replied, smiling softly, “Plus…I have some plans. For tonight. If you want, that is.” 

“...Y-Yeah?” Rose asked, seeming genuinely awkward–surprised even. Still, she couldn’t keep the smile back that crossed her face. “I’m always happy to spend time with you, so it…shouldn’t be an issue.” 

“Good,” the other giantess replied with a nod, extending her hand toward her, “C’mon.” 

Rose reached out to easily grasp her hand, completely unaware of the chaos that erupted on her palm. 

At the shifting outward to take the other hand, Oliver heard an uprising of cries and screams as the wall of flesh started to get closer and closer. He watched as that distant hand grew bigger and bigger, casting a shadow over the people on Rose’s palm. People near Rose’s fingers tried to climb, in vain, toward her fingers. Others clung on for dear life between her fingers. All the while, the hand grew closer and closer at a rapid speed. 

Finally, their hands made contact. It was a simple gesture to them, a simple holding of hands with a reassuring and loving squeeze. Yet, it was pure hell for the people she had unawarely carried with her. 

More screams and cries were smothered under the warm flesh of the other woman’s hand, bodies popping and snapping as their palms met. The people who were between her fingers were crushed by the two of them clasping their fingers together, bodies leaving little red smears in their wake. Oliver just missed that fate by mere inches, but was forced to focus more on not falling to his death as the two of them walked toward their destination. 

Luckily, the walk was shorter this time, Rose and Tessa entering an elevator that started to rumble up toward her home. Oliver had no idea what to do, if he’d survive. Rose had seemed…hesitant in her ‘rampage’ earlier and he wondered if she’d help if he could get her attention. Yet, at the blush to her cheeks and the small grin that settled on her face, it was clear that she wasn’t aware of what had happened. The two of them exchange small conversation and chuckles, acting like a lovesick couple while the corpses of tiny people littered their connected palms and fingers. 

“I have something I’d like to try…” Rose’s girlfriend said once they had reached the apartment, finally freeing their connected hands, still unaware of the dead and living that still clung to Rose’s hand. 

“Yeah?” Rose asked, Oliver having to cling tightly to her finger as she brought her hand down to rest on her hip.

“Yep…” Tessa chirped back, pressing her lips together to hold back a grin before she pulled out a small, black baggy. “I picked this up today and I thought…”

Rose stepped forward, taking the bag from her with her, mercifully, unoccupied hand. Yet, as she opened the bag with her other hand, Oliver got a good view of what sat inside. 

It was filled with people–tinies. Or normal sized. Oliver didn’t really know what that made them in this realm, yet it was clear they were all alive as he heard a few shouting up toward her giant face as a surprised expression crossed Rose’s features. 

“This must have cost an arm and a leg…” she commented, glancing over to Tessa shrugged lightly. 

“Not really,” she replied, pausing a moment before stepping closer, “You’re not still hung up on the whole tiny thing, are you? After today…” 

“It’s…” she started, pausing before letting out an almost resigned breath, “It’s their purpose, right? How it’s meant to be between us?”

“That’s all we and they have known,” Tessa said, gently taking a bag from her, “And this has been pretty popular in certain circles.” 

Tessa tilted the bag, emptying out a good handful of tiny people into her palm. The people that landed there watched as the giantess brought her hand up to her mouth, dropping them all inside without much thought, despite the screams that came once they realized her massive maw was opening to take them in. Yet, she didn’t chew them or swallow, rather keeping them all in her mouth for a moment. She gestured Rose over, who stepped toward her tentatively. 

Rose was pulled into a kiss, Oliver being squished against the fabric of Tessa’s jacket as Rose gripped at it. The red stain of his body was barely noticeable against the dark fabric, and with the current scene unfolding around them, the two giantesses didn’t seem to care much. 

From the tiny’s inside Tessa’s mouth, however, things were getting progressively worse as Rose parted her lips to allow their tongues to meet. Immediately the invading muscle swept up several groups of people, rolling them along the slimy surface of their tongues as they met in the starts of their makeout session. Rose could feel some of them moving on her tongue, a strange sensation, but one that made her moan lightly. 

Their roaming hands took care of the last of the tiny people from her previous adventure in the city, and the ones inside their mouths were quickly realizing their fates. Finally, Rose parted from the kiss, swallowing on reflex, which sent the majority of the people down her throat without so much as a second thought until she realized that she could feel them down. Powerless, helpless, left to be dissolved in her stomach. 

While the thought should horrify her, and a part of it did, Rose couldn’t deny the wave of arousal that washed over her at that thought. 

Tessa grinned, gently pushing her back against the couch until she sat down. With a certain look in her eyes, she poured another, small amount, of people out onto her palm. She then dropped them down Rose’s shirt, which made the other woman let out a small squeak in surprise. The tiny people fell between the valley of her breasts, while others remained on the tops. 

Rose groaned as the woman before her lowered her head down toward her breasts. The tiny’s watched as her face got dangerously close, expression clouded with lust, yet she still paused before glancing up at Rose. 

“Can I…?”

Rose nodded wordlessly, too invested in what she was doing about the people who were currently tickling her breasts as they tried to fight for their lives. Tessa grinned, lowering her head back down and started to lick between her cleavage. 

The tinies that were struggling to climb away from getting lodged into Rose’s bra were helpless as a massive tongue swept toward them, almost painfully slow for how useless it was to try to climb up Rose’s skin. One after the other, Tessa gathered them up on her tongue, seeming to let out light groans at their struggling against their fate. She trapped the remaining in her mouth when she closed it around them in an open-mouthed kiss to the top of Rose’s chest. 

The few that were left alive were forced to watch as she removed her mouth from Rose’s skin, the motion of her swallow was purposeful. It was hard to miss, and horrifying to watch, as the people in her mouth were sent to her stomach to their doom. She licked her lips, picking up anybody who managed to avoid her tongue but not her mouth. 

Rose, despite the mix of emotions in her mind, was incredibly turned on. 

She could feel the people in her bra struggling to escape from under her breasts, the ones tickling her nipples especially had her letting out a low groan as she reached down to palm at herself. 

“Did you want to continue?” Tessa asked, hands coming to rest on Rose’s thighs. 

“Yes,” she said with a small nod, already a little breathless. Especially at the small grin that crossed Tessa’s mouth as she reached down to undo her jeans. 

The few people who were left over from her previous pouring out of the bag were in for a sight as she pulled out Rose’s cock, which was already half erect. She wrapped her hand around her, her strokes kind of loose and slow, the people on her hand dragged up the shaft and down again. She started to tighten her hand, forcing those still alive to feel the way the hard flesh against them pulsed and twitched, some people caught up in the swift rub of her thumb over the head of her cock. Some people were smeared against the head, while others were shoved down into the hot, tight hole of her cock that was already starting to leak. Their cries were silenced as the organ almost seemed to swallow them down itself, the sensation causing Rose to lift her hips somewhat with a strained moan. 

“Oh–I…” she started between a hard breath, “I am so excited. This feels so good and I’m, like…trying to hold on.” 

“Yeah? I’m glad you’re having a good time, then,” Tessa replied with a small chuckle. 

She continued her motions, now a little more confident and quicker as Rose’s cock was becoming slick with precum. The remaining people were smeared against it in the following strokes, their remains spread along the surface as the two of them carried on touching each other. 

“How’s this?” she asked after a few moments, “I’m not all that used to…”

“No, it’s–it’s great,” Rose replied with a small nod and shift of her hips, “Feels really good.”

“Okay, good.”

She continued to stroke her cock, focused on trying to match the pace Rose seemed to push forward and gage her reaction. All the while, the people under her hand and against her cock screamed and cried out, their noise usually being snuffed out with another stroke of her hand up and down. Tessa could see Rose was enjoying herself, as much as the two of them hadn’t really been together physically all that often. So, really, Tessa wanted to make this special, despite feeling a little out of her depth. 

Which had an idea forming in her mind.

Eventually, Tessa shifted back, wiping some of the precum and guts from her fingers and palm. She reached for the bag again. Rose watched her with almost baited breath as she poured some more screaming people into her mouth. Those who tumbled out of the bag landed on her slick tongue, momentarily cast in darkness as Tessa closed her mouth. Yet, some of them were pushed forward a few moments later as her lips parted, her tongue coming out to lick a strip up the base of Rose’s cock. Again, people were left helpless as they were rolled along, some of them sticking to the skin in a mixture of spit and precum. 

Tessa eventually closed her mouth over the head of her girlfriend’s cock, Rose letting out a loud moan as her tongue swirled over the head. More people were pushed into her slit, the sensation of their struggles almost becoming too much for Rose. Yet, she continued to hold back, trying to savor the reaction. She knew this was wrong, so wrong. At the moment, however, she didn’t really care. 

The tiny people in Tessa’s mouth watched as Rose’s cock was pushed inside, becoming a massive pillar that dragged them under it or pushed them toward the back of Tessa’s throat. Again and again, back and forth as she bobbed her head on her cock. She sucked lightly, her tongue still dragging people around her cock in a sensation that Rose felt that she could never put words to. With another suck and a few bobs of Tessa’s head, she reached down to gently grab her head to stop her. 

“Everything okay?” Tessa asked, sounding like she had her mouth full somewhat. 

“Oh, yeah, it’s fine,” Rose stated, “I’m going to cum if you keep going like that.”

“Oh! Fair,” Tessa said around a small chuckle, swallowing down the remaining tinies in her mouth again before she reached for her own pants, “I really want to do this, anyway.” 

After removing her panties, she poured out the last of the tinies from the bag. Slowly, she brought them down to her waiting pussy, pushing a few of them into her waiting lips, while others were pushed inside as Tessa gently fingered herself somewhat. She moaned outright, the sound sending shivers down Rose’s spine and only continued to make her cock twitch. 

With the people left over from her little action, Tessa reached out again to stroke Rose’s cock as she stationed her thighs on either side of her. The tiny people were left, partly stuck to the cock as those in Tessa’s pussy were stuck to her as well. With a sigh, she started to position herself by rubbing the head of Rose’s cock against her. The tinies caught between were rubbed into both of their genitals, Rose tensing again at the telltale feeling of more people falling into her cock, as much as she was practically leaking at that point. 

Finally, Tessa started to sink down. The people stuck on Rose’s cock were helpless, only left to watch as her pussy spread and parted to take in her cock. Growing closer and closer with each passing moment, the two giantesses groaning in pleasure while people around them were crying out in fear and crying in general. 

The people actually inside Tessa were doing no better, shoved deeper and deeper into her as her tight and slick walls hugged them against Rose’s cock. Tessa rocked herself back and forth, the cock driving them further and further inside. Some people got trapped, suffering broken bones or dying as the massive flesh passed over them again and again, the only sound being the wet sound of the two of them fucking each other, muffled moans and Tessa’s wild heartbeat around them. 

Upon finally sinking down on Rose’s cock, Tessa started to pick up pace. The people on Rose’s cock were either pulled inside her, dragged along her velvety and slick walls over and over. Others were caught in a tiny bit of friction, causing them to become little red stains on the base of Rose’s shaft. It got worse and worse as time went on, people starting to be pulled and pushed into painful positions if the chaotic motions of Tessa bouncing on her girlfriend’s cock didn’t just outright kill them. 

“You feel so good,” Tessa moaned, panting as Rose could feel herself getting closer and closer to that edge again. 

“You too, you too,” she panted in return, using her hands to help pull her down onto her cock at a harsh rhythm. 

The majority of the people left on their bodies were killed in the passing moments, the hard fucking making it impossible to find a place inside Tessa to really hold onto. Yet, some still managed the impossible. Their window was quickly closing, however, as Tessa started letting out little, high pitched cries. Her walls pulsed and fluttered, eventually stilling as she sank Rose deep inside her. 

Tessa’s walls clamped together, crushing the remaining survivors against Rose’s twitching cock as her fluids washed their bodies out, leaking out around her girlfriend’s cock as she rocked herself gently against her. 

The motions, combined with the feeling of the people still shoved inside her cock, was driving Rose crazy. She pushed her hips up in time with Tessa’s tired movements, the other giantess letting out a little, pained moan at the oversensitivity. 

“I’m sorry, should I–?” Rose started, interrupted by Tessa shaking her head. 

“No, no. Keep…keep going,” she gasped out. Rose didn’t need to be told twice. 

She eventually picked up pace that had herself pulling closely toward that delicious edge again, Rose groaning as she could feel her cock twitching wildly. Those inside, if they weren’t pushed out by the precum, were crushed by the weight of Tessa around Rose’s cock or the pressure inside her slit. However, those that were somehow still alive, could feel the wild pulsing around them pick up intensely for a few moments. 

Rose threw her head back, pushing her hips up into Tessa’s as her cock gave a final, hard twitch. She came with a groan, sending ropes of her cum into Tessa’s pussy, alongside the people who had been trapped in there. Those who weren’t killed by the pressure of the cum shooting out were left deep in Tessa as they both rode out their orgasms. 

“That was fucking incredible…” Tessa muttered, spent as she shifted to lift herself off of Rose. 

Immediately, the bodies of tinies mixed with their combined fluids leaked out and down her legs. Rose watched on with curiosity, trying to catch her breath. 

“I…I guess nobody can say I don’t take my duty seriously anymore…”