Arriving in a room with a surprisingly spry older gentleman who did not seem like he would be so high ranking in the FBI let Jeremy and his lab instructor know that the bureau was listening and to tell him what made Sanctity tick. The man came off as more inquisitive and observant than the police officers and let them know that if they had any plans, they had conjured up to spitball them there and they would see if anything stuck. Just as Jeremy began to recite part of the plan he and his professor had worked out, all three turned to the television set to watch as she turned a quarry into her personal sandbox before making it her pussy’s litter box. The man turned to them and let them know one thing outright. The young woman who they knew no longer existed, that no matter what she did and what choices she made that she would likely forever be looked at as a monster, no matter how hard either of them thought against such a label. But, with all other options for force seemingly becoming moot, they all were in agreement that they just wanted bloodshed to end. Wisely, Jeremy and his lab coach had discussed their plans beforehand and were well versed in how they wanted some form of immunity should things go down other than as planned. They did not inform the bureau chief, however, of any ulterior motives the two may have had. As the pictures and plaques on the officers' walls clattered and fell with the increasing proximity of the goddess, none of the three seemed too concerned as all had something to gain from the situation. If things worked out the bureau head had a juicy promotion to look forward to. For the lab technician it would be a little dicier as he and Jeremy would be hounded and harried for their new technology. Therefore, it was already clear that he and Jeremy would have to keep it under wraps. Jeremy for his part wanted to be closer with Sanctity, but now her immense size and change in demeanor would obviously complicate these matters. For now, the three of them began to spitball on what could get such an enormous woman’s attention. Jeremy knew her eyesight was excellent, but still would need some large text to be able to see what was trying to be communicated with her. What was said also had to be similarly disarming as the three had already seen what she could do to implements of war, as she would show them once more moments later. All their attention was turned to the television monitors as several news outlets had different angles on the action as Sanctity discovered a battalion of tanks and military personnel. The cameras shook as her toes made short work of the armor burying a number of individual tanks before she lifted the other six. As she chucked one into her yellow pond, and began chewing and spitting the rest, the FBI chief gave them a stern look and said that there would have to be some non-disclosure protections on all of their communications, on and off the record. Both Jeremy and his lab boss hastily agreed, and quickly continued on with the plans that they had come up with using things that only Sanctity would recognize and not feel threatened by. While he was talking to him, a red phone on his desk began to ring, and both knew that this would be their chance. The man listened and responded in quick speech, some coded, and then looked up at them. “They are here” he said to whomever was on the line, then told the higher ups that they had formulated a preliminary plan and would need access to several items and locations. This would be their best chance of somehow derailing Sanctity’s rampage as she now set her sights on the city itself, though all three knew that it would be too late for countless citizens caught up in her path. When the bureau chief hung up, he said that they would have to get to a small airfield on the outskirts of town for their conveyance and stated that he truly hoped their plan would work. All three went down to the garage where they piled into a stereotypical black Chevy Suburban with a mean looking bully bar that they might have to use. By now the streets had erupted in chaos and would only get worse as the black beauty arrived in the city.

While one would never say piloting a tank could be a boring job, here in the pacific northwest there never seemed to be much to do outside of endless training and scenarios of Russian and Chinese invasions that seemed farfetched to say the least. Still, on this mild February morning on base something just felt different. In the mess hall many breakfasts were interrupted by the bullhorn, shocking most with a solid alert tone, as the soldiers, and heavy artillery engineers all met in a situation room. It was there where they first laid eyes on the colossal woman as she moseyed about the countryside. At first, they assumed it was a joke, but through her detailed destruction and blatant nudity along with some of the areas she was trodding upon being recognized by the men and women in the room drove home the fact that this indeed was happening. Many were quickly mustered to their battle stations, unsure of what exactly was going on as four ill-fated Apache attack helicopters took off from the base. Most were told that their orders were coming from the highest authorities now and that they were to be mustered towards a field on the outskirts of the city. At first, they were blissfully unaware of Sanctity’s actions with the helicopters and her destructive walk using her godlike body to destroy varying pieces of equipment and infrastructure. It was only when the dozen tanks, supporting troops and Humvees were situated in the field did they start to witness what the giantess was up to. Her headfirst appeared on the horizon, so far yet as detailed as someone standing across the street from you, she would have miles to cover if she were to get there. But as they watched her drinking a reservoir that many had visited over the years like a bowl of soup, it was apparent that she could cause some real damage. As she approached ever closer to their position, many clutched their heavy weapons in some foolish hope that these would sway her actions, or at least have her change course as they knew that they were hopelessly outgunned. As Sanctity walked to a quarry a few miles off, the soldiers on the ground and in their tanks finally had a full view of her form. She appeared to be a normal young African American woman with a slim physique, perky breasts, short black hair and quite nude. What she did next made them question their orders, as she gathered a few of the only vehicles that were larger than their tanks and stuck them on her erect nipples high above the ground. Next, a large excavator was dwarfed by her mahogany fingers, as she used the multiton machine to pleasure herself briefly before she did a magic act making the contraption vanish. It reappeared in a blur as the stunned soldiers saw the giantess relieve herself in the pit, surely drowning many workers as a result. They could hear the gushing urine from miles away, but as she finished their blood ran cold as big, beautiful round eyes looked down at them. They had been spotted. Taking up defensive positions seemed futile as Sanctity covered ground quickly, looming over them in a matter of seconds. Opening the vast void of her mouth, she spoke in a familiar yet amplified alien voice, using her finger to teasingly brush the wheels of an earth mover stuck to her nipple to make a point to them. Speaking so loudly that the canisters inside the barrels of the tanks rattled in words that could not be understood only served to spook the battalion into firing. Standing a half mile in height, only the shoulder fired rockets reached her kneecaps, and even though it was an easy target to hit with most on the mark, the young woman seemed unaffected. Lifting one foot, the giantess wriggled her toes and was about to show them what she could do when an all too late order to retreat was given. The dark toe pad landed with a heavy thud on one of the retreating tanks bending the turret down as a loud clicking came from the motor as so much weight was on the tracks that they were stuck in place. A fraction of a second later a metal wrenching crunch warned the rest of the soldiers that the tank was gone, easily crushed under the giant woman’s big toe along with its crew, and she was keen to repeat this action another five times before she changed up her strategy to something more terrifying. With a speed that seemed unnatural for something so large, the mountain of woman crouched down and grabbed the six remaining tanks along with many soldiers and Humvees as the few survivors scattered as best they could to watch what she did next. First, she walked over to her piss pond and tossed one of the tanks in, as it sank like a rock drowning the entire crew without time for them to even try to open the hatch. Sanctity then placed another tank in her mouth and began to chew, her massive molars making quick work of the thick battle armor on the vehicle, then sticking her vast tongue out to show the rest of her captors the shredded remains of their compatriots before loudly swallowing the mess and patting her taut tummy far below. Next, the soldiers watched in terror as she placed the tanks in her mouth one at a time, crunching the first few down between her teeth with ease to make them more aerodynamic, pinning or squashing the crews inside, and spit the saliva-covered mass into the distance. Each would land with a horrific crash miles away rolling and tumbling into wads of fiery, shredded metal. As the giantess finished off the last tank, the remaining soldiers and vehicles in her hand were unceremoniously ground to bits against her shapely ass without the time to register any last thoughts. Only a handful on the ground would survive this assault as Sanctity pondered her next actions.

Sanctity was now approaching the city, having a little more difficulty following the highway as more and more houses and surface streets surrounded it. At this point her huge 400-foot-long steps were impossible to place without causing massive amounts of destruction and loss of life, but after the tanks and previously helicopters attacking her, she had lost all interest in preserving the insect like humans lives as they did not care about hers. First, she realized that she was in a familiar area as the time using Google maps was coming into play, even if there was no option for Streetview while standing at her full height. Also, with the dots of moving traffic, and blurry specks of people probably in panic, she could barely see her apartment from here. Not one to dwell on the past, she could also see a congregation of flashing blue, white and red lights, no doubt the little bugs knew who she was by now and where she lived. Only slightly annoyed at this invasion of privacy, Sanctity had given up any shred of being able to hide herself when she grew to a half mile goddess. Still, this would not go unpunished, as she once again sat on her heels, giving her former neighborhood a view of a vagina that could swallow multiple apartments with ease. This caused the entire area to go into hysteria as the largest pussy known to man adjoined with a tantalizingly close toned ass darkened the sky. Pincering three fingers on her right hand, she dug underneath her entire three-story apartment building, incidentally, obliterating several neighboring tenements. With her beautiful brown eyes on the prize, she delicately lifted the entire structure, several police cars, and a few chunks of the back alley with her. Luckily, she assumed correctly that they had evacuated her neighbors to a safe distance before the search, as only uniformed officers were home at the time. They quickly transitioned from the ones spying on her belongings to the ones being spied on as Sanctity swiftly stood to her full height and brought her former residence to her face with ease. The entire slab was nearly weightless in her hand as she laced the whole lot on her upturned palm. Bringing them past her wide grin showing her prey teeth that were comparable in size to the building they clumsily held on to, a deep brown iris and pupil the size of a billboard soon dominated every window view. It was so small and detailed; she could just barely make out her apartment on the second floor along with the fire escape dangling like a crumb. Squint as she might, it was just impossible to see any people but from a few ill-advised orange specks of fire, she could tell they saw and were shooting at her. The bullets were so weak, they failed to even penetrate her eye lens, as the smaller than dust ammunition was harmlessly washed into her tear ducts. Still, Sanctity was not amused, and pulled them a little further out to show them her displeasure. She then lowered them back towards her mouth, where her brief frown was again replaced by a ravenous smile. Girls just wanna have fun, and Sanctity pursed her lips as if going in for a kiss or to inhale them, but instead she would weaponize her lungs. With a subtle inhale, she directed her breath right at the building in her upturned palm. It was so cool watching it break apart as if in an oversize wind tunnel. First the trees fell along with bits of street debris, but the harder she blew, the lighter the building felt. Then, she watched as the police cars started to move. Slow at first, but then the lights on one were blackened by the hood flying open, then the car flipped off her hand into the neighborhoods far below. Next went the other, flipping spectacularly with its pinprick strobe lights flashing until the entire thing became a fireball seconds later. Finally, the roof lifted and exploded into confetti as invisibly small contents of the apartments rained down on the citizens trying to escape Sanctity’s shadow. Next went her apartment, for which she paused with a eulogy for the space along with the many officials who were surely spending their last moments in her stuff.

“How rude! You are supposed to ask a woman politely before barging into her apartment. Shame on you, I do hope you wanted to be pilots, cuz here is a chance to fly.”

With that, Sanctity blew a final blast of air at hundreds of miles an hour past EF5 levels made the entire building react as if at Bikini Atoll as the entire place was scoured to the foundation. The remains along with what she hoped were some satisfied officers slowly wafted, spread, and crashed into the surrounding roads and houses for over a mile around. Sanctity had effectively said goodbye to her past. The only thing she mourned for were her innocent house plants, even though some were annoyingly dead or dying already when they ceased to be. Aiming her palm, she used her other hand to flick the remains sharply at the people below. She was sure more than a few for various citizens had cheered on the tanks, now they would know what it was like to be fired upon by artillery made up of cement, the foundation of her former home. Finished with her efforts here, Sanctity realized that her hunger pangs had returned, and decided to seek counsel from the biggest source of material in her proximity. For the few, spindly or short buildings in the office park, breakfast was served.

As the giantess wrought more and more havoc on the ground, rescue services were being spread thin. Almost as soon as Sanctity passed through any community, ordinary citizens began organizing search and rescue efforts in unison with the overburdened local authorities. Such a human disaster did succeed in bringing the injured communities together as she rapidly continued to tear others apart. Every red, white, yellow and blue strobe light attached to a vehicle seemed to be lit as all rescue services ventured to where they could. Many were stuck in the moonscape of feminine footprints so deep that driving through was not an option as they parked stunned by the roadside where the land was replaced by a cliff. Any structures around these new several hundred-foot pits likely sustained damage, even partial collapse from the tremors the giantess brought down. For many, this is where they began to try to search for the injured, as Sanctity’s sexy body slowly receded into the distance like a storm, rhythmic thunder fading but still omnipresent. As she stuck to the main roads, almost all travel was constantly interrupted if not impossible by any means but air, and helicopters were in short supply. Many pilots had already witnessed Sanctity piercing the two Apache attack helicopters as insufficient nipple rings, before she went and effortlessly swallowed another. They were reluctant to take to the air under these circumstances but as the road ended every quarter mile into 130ft wide chasms that were too long and deep to drive any sort of vehicle around. Those who did reach any point where her body had made contact with the ground would find nothing but flattened earth, whether it was a toe she had placed covering a gas station to the true moonscape left by her shapely ass, nothing on this earth could survive under Sanctity’s weight. Still, as citizens that were not flattened or devoured by the giant dark-skinned woman coped with the new landscape around them, they had to rely on each other for comfort and rescue efforts more often than not. All walks of life were not spared by her equalizing mass, as enemies, foes and friends all banded together for their greater survival. As people watched the news across the country and the greater world, many in the Portland area scanned the horizon inevitably spotting the beautiful menace. Some fled via any means necessary as traffic snarled quickly as trains and buses quickly filled past capacity. Still, her erratic path and actions made guessing an escape route difficult. This continued to confound those on the ground trying to protect their fellow citizens from harm, as Sanctity showed the world that her thirst could drain established lakes, and the resulting urination would have major environmental impacts. Next, her widely scattered tank spitting contest caused widespread scenes of devastation that also showed off her seeming infallibility to the weapons at hand. Many other world leaders took notice and were also increasingly cagey as the young woman continued her rampage. Search and rescue operations were sent up narrow roads to the lake but found it completely lacking water, wildlife and vessels. However, they found multiple pickup trucks with empty boat trailers in the parking lot along with one truck crushed by the boat launch, chillingly indicating that the giantess was currently digesting everything they had missed. Members of the EPA were sent to assess the situation at the quarry as it became abundantly clear anyone who had been operating the site drowned in humiliating fashion as Sanctity used it as her personal toilet. Closer to the city, local police and FBI officers had descended on a three-story apartment building on a nondescript street evacuating the building and cordoning off the area from the curious public. While in the end, it was these cats who would be killed, as Sanctity got the drop on them.

Looking at her next destination, Sanctity noticed a small silver snake glinting in the morning light. Well, more like a worm, and it dawned on the giantess that this was the double decker commuter rail she sometimes took downtown. It was so annoying, it always seemed that they stopped at every single station rather than a less nauseating express route when she wanted to go places. Still, this one looked like it was moving slowly, if at all. Little did she know her footsteps had derailed it seconds earlier. After watching it lay there for a few seconds, she decided the large piece of transportation could use a friend whether the tiny commuters wanted one or not. Deviating from her intended snack for just a few more minutes, she bent down over the portion of the tracks where the teensy train lay in wait. Reaching towards the large locomotive, she noted only the slightest bit of weight as she used her left hand to pinch the lead car lifting it off the tracks. It felt a bit fragile, so she decided to lay the diesel locomotive on her right palm closest to her wrist and laid it out the length of her hand. Lifting her right hand, she looped the end car back around her palm three more times until the last passenger car was on her pointer finger. Sanctity lifted the entire double decker commuter train up to her beaming face as she stood once more to her dizzying, full height. The silver double decker train looked so fragile in her right hand, even though it was about four times as long it weighed less than a shoelace. Deciding once more to address her captive audience, Sanctity was still not aware no one could understand what she was saying until lip readers deciphered it minutes later. Still, this made the news helicopters watching her every move zoom in intently as she was becoming naughtier by the minute, and it made for good copy as far as they were concerned. Through her broad smile came the words,

“Hello, my little morsels, you must have missed my fun with those pesky tanks just now. That is ok, from this angle your itty-bitty train looks like a piece of spaghetti. I cannot imagine it being very filling but maybe just a taste.”

With that, she closed her eyes and puckered her lips, sucking in the first three train cars into her huge mouth. Sanctity just toyed with them, licking and rocking them on her tongue, getting them slathered in her saliva. It drove her wild wondering what the tiny people aboard were thinking as she held them there, about to become food for the goddess. Instead, she released the train cars from her mouth and let them know what they meant to her.

"You all taste so yummy my little spaghetti, but I am afraid you just would not be filling enough for a big girl like me. Tell you what, I think I have a purpose for you to compliment my ensemble."

Lowering her right hand towards breasts that could crumple the dozen train cars like tinfoil, Sanctity showed off her latest fashion accessory. It made her wet just imagining what the nearly microscopic commuters were thinking when they saw the massive bucket trucks held aloft easily by just her nipples. She continued giving the tiny men and women on the train the grand tour of her body as they were next lowered to her flat belly to try to trick them into thinking that they would be inside of it soon and there was nothing they could do about it. Going down further past her trimmed bush of pubic hairs was another trick up her lady sleeve. Curling her hand slightly, she brought the entire trembling locomotive next to her cavernous cunt, so that her hand and therefore surely the micro people could feel the fragrant heat radiating off of it. Bringing them in close for almost a full minute, she swiftly brought them all back to her face to inform them of how she intended to wear them. Sanctity was sure they would be momentarily relieved that instead of being worn on her insides trapped in a pussy that would squish their train like gum wrappers, they were back to her smiling face once more. Speaking to her captive audience, Sanctity decided on her next piece of jewelry for the day.

“While I am no fan of the jewelry industry and how precious gems and the labor of those from my country and those surrounding them, I have decided you will make the perfect necklace for me since you were mined ethically from right here in Oregon. I know how hard it is to make friends in a new city, so I suggest you get cozy with your neighbors down there since it will be a bumpy ride from here. To help you feel welcome, I will now take you onto my bosom and give you a grand tour of the city. I hope you enjoy it since by the end of the tour there may be much fewer buildings and landmarks than at the start.”

With that, Sanctity began to unfurl the train cars, bringing her right hand behind her neck. It would be an awkward fit for sure, but the twelve train cars seemed like they would be plenty long to wrap all around her neck. She knew to make it work, sacrifices would have to be made, mainly that of the first and last train cars, as she looped the entire locomotive around her neck and crimped the two train cars together, completely crushing them. Still, this fused them together effectively enough to complete the loop as the other ten train cars now hung proud across the top of her shoulders to the top of her cleavage. Sanctity stood there for a few moments, admiring her latest handwork. Doing a few twirls to show off her latest piece of jewelry to the stunned helicopters safely minding their distance from the goddess lest they become her earrings. Taking a deep breath, she could feel her now accessory gently brushing against her smooth skin as her lungs expanded and contracted. Sanctity decided to grab a small snack before she hit the road harder than the road could take, and she settled on a spot where she had been previously before. Now she would be back in a big way and would let her latest body of work do the talking.

It was a mysterious assignment, as while the new officer was aware of the extraordinary news that morning, it didn't dawn on him that he and the other officers and detectives were heading towards a related scene. Assigned to just the busy work of evacuating the apartment building and cordoning off the perimeter, he was content to sit in his white Impala sedan police cruiser. Parked on the street outside, he was on the computer as more suited detectives were going in and out. Some carried briefcases, computers and other paraphernalia. While he was not entirely sure what they were doing, the communications and reports of his radio got crazier by the minute as the giantess moved about causing havoc with her body alone. He listened on the radio as she attacked the military helicopters then the officer watched on the live feed as he was made startlingly aware of what her gigantic body was targeting next. The officer heard frantic radio calls further down the frequency band as rural sheriffs were mercilessly crushed under Sanctity’s gorgeous feet, lips and breasts. Their calls for help cut short as moments later on the computer screen he would see a house sized nipple replace the aerial view of flashing blue lights with a deep crater. Her actions only became more belligerent as agents continued to swarm the apartment as he noticed the first tremors. On the screen the giantess had just finished dispatching a dozen tanks as easily as a normal person would pick up several checkers' pieces. As the giant woman started moving closer, the Impala the officer sat in began shaking while parked there as he saw the crowd gathered near the yellow police tape grow leery. They dispersed and even his fellow officers and the field agents looked uneasy, as the shaking grew more intense, even moving his entire car so the wheels scraped the curb. Inside the apartment, the dreary view from Sanctity's second story windows offered little sky, only neighboring tenements as heavy items and furniture shifted and fell with her footfalls. As the agents dug deep, an all-call emergency tone blared on their radios. Unlike the officers on the ground, the agents were told Sanctity was heading in their direction. The call, however, came much too late as the giantess was already upon them. The sky was suddenly darkened as the last footfall was several blocks away but still jarring enough to knock a houseplant off it’s hook, nearly giving an agent a concussion as they rushed to the windows to try to have a look at what it was. In the sliver of sky, the suburban apartment offered was a wholly unexpected sight. The tight, wet vagina of a young African woman looking like it could swallow most of the buildings on the block. Unable to see her face glaring down at them, nor the movements of her hands, there was an explosion next to the building that turned out to be her fingers completely leveling the apartment next door and digging underneath the structure. The stunned officer in his cruiser only saw the building next to him explode as Sanctity’s finger only started to become visible as the smoke cleared. They all felt the ground become uneasy as suddenly the building and some of the streets left the city behind. A sudden rush upwards revealed the gravity of the situation as it was abundantly clear now where they were. Their entire universe was contained wholly on the finger of the young woman terrorizing the city and were completely at her mercy. Looking down her outstretched hand to an arm that was longer than and building in the region, was a body attached to it that would have been easy on the eyes if not for its imposing half mile in height. They soared past her perky breasts, with the true enormity of their scale revealed by the two heavy duty earth moving trucks stuck to her nipples like toys. Finally, they reached her beaming face, as the agents knew that they had been discovered by the former resident of the apartment that seemed weightless on her fingerprint and could only await whatever fate Sanctity had in store for them now. The big brown eye examined them as a highway sign sized pupil dilated in and out, so big it saw right through them. Further down was the haunting smile she gave them and the rest of the world watching the live feeds. Moving them to her mouth, it seemed the whole world now held it’s breath, except for the largest individual. The smile turned into puckered lips ahead out in front of her finger food. Or so they now thought, as instead the officer in his car noticed all sorts of papers and objects flying past. Small items became larger as nothing fastened down began to move towards the edge of the world. While he was not buckled in, he felt as if his patrol car was getting light. He was angled almost right at the giant woman who had not yet come close to letting on the full torrent of her young lungs. The downforce of his sedan was the only thing that kept him from flipping, as he watched helplessly as the other patrol car the giantess lifted somersaulted spectacularly over the edge. His windscreens, windows and part of his strobe lights already shattered; his car lost its aerodynamic profile as the hood smashed hard into the windshield. This caused the puny car to get pushed sideways and start a barrel roll at terrifying speed. It impacted hard on the pavement, then her thick skin almost ejecting the gravely injured officer before it began to plummet. She was so tall it took a few seconds before he impacted into an office building, killing a few more victims on the ground. In the apartment, the structure was not faring well either. While hurricane Sanctity raged outside, all the windows shattered explosively as all light items swirled around the apartments. They could hear the roof tear off above in another gust that shifted and shattered furniture. Then, the eye of the storm passed by as the giant woman tauntingly spoke to them, dealing another blow as she was so close and loud it shattered several eardrums. Many wished they were blinded or plain taken out of commission for what happened next, as the wall of winds swept in completely blasting her former apartment building to pieces, raining down on the city below. This would cause another scatterplot of injuries and some fatalities, but the next victims would be concentrated then torn apart.

Sanctity knew she was being naughty, and even gave her disgusted audience a pose with her latest fashion accessory. She had never felt this way before. While not the first time as a shorter than average minority woman she had been attacked, but now she was in full control. She doled out ever greater execution sometimes beyond what even she felt was necessary, but it was weird. In her mind, Sanctity almost felt like on a molecular level that something was driving her urges. Still, these were war machines meant to inflict death upon countless people, and not they were all pointed directly at her. While defending herself was one thing, this would go beyond the line as she now felt to act on revenge. Just another job interview that wound up being not only no job, but a short tryst with a worker there. When she found out from him about the older male who was hired instead of her from the pool of candidates, she was not surprised that while he was established as being with other companies for a while, they overlooked why he left. Convinced she should have been hired and because of other maltreatment from the guy, she wanted revenge on some level. Overlooked so many times, Sanctity now overlooked the entire office complex. Several buildings, some rising to eight stories high were a tempting size to say the least. Only half as tall as her fingers, these would make a nice little snack she supposed. While not ideal, she knew enough about biology to assume that the rewards outweighed the risks, though plants would be better if not livestock. But she was not sure that she would have loved working there as there were several petroleum based companies along with an energy drink and alcohol selling firm located on the premises as well. Little did Sanctity know that the edited genes she ingested also had an effect on her microbiome and digestive tracts. With more efficiency and the ability to digest more than any human could on a molecular level, she got to work. So did hundreds of office workers, as the loaded, cylindrical ten story garage showed. No longer caring about her surroundings as much she simply plopped her toned ass onto the ground, eyes fluttering as she completely flattened several blocks worth of buildings and streets. With labia taller than the biggest building in the park, Sanctity had their attention. Her pussy now loomed right over the park as she spoke to them, thighs rushing on both sides as her torso blacked out the sun.

“Hello boys, I am sure you might not recognize me, other than maybe one little mite who already couldn’t bother to be able to fill this when I was my normal height. But that is not important right now. Look at me. Maybe my life would be a little different if you had hired me, but for obvious, glaring reasons you passed me over. And by extension yours as well. Now what to do with you? As you can plainly see the reason you decided to set me on this course could easily be your demise. I would love to feel your little buildings melt under my sex but that would be too easy for you. I want you all to stick around so let me borrow your rides.”

With that, she reached down and plucked the entire garage out of the ground. It was like a shorter toilet paper tube for her, and with a clap she brought her palms together around it. It exploded in a cloud of pulverized cement, and she made sure nothing would be left as she ground her hands together. It was shredded so severely that the entire garage and its contents of cars and CUVs was reduced to tiny chips of concrete and metal confetti. This fluttered down on the city along with pieces of torn and bloodied suits from those who were caught in the wrong place. Done dispatching their only means of escape, Sanctity plunged her open palm underneath the remainder of the office park. All six buildings felt like a paperweight as she made sure to tilt the lot at a nonlethal angle towards her glorious cunt as she lifted them up off the ground. Making sure not to move them too fast so that they would remain conscious for what she had in store for them, she lifted them past her entire glorious body giving them a view to die for. Sanctity addressed the businesses one last time.

“Well my pretty little bugs, now that you didn’t want to see what I could do for your business, now you will all bear witness to what you can provide to me; namely nourishment. Fear not my morsels, for my tongue, teeth and stomach will at least shatter any of the glass ceilings you have in place and golden parachutes are useless in my stomach, bon voyage.”

With that, Sanctity bore down on a couple of the stout facilities using her great tongue to crush and swirl the buildings before swallowing the messy lot whole. Three tightly packed together seven story office buildings were next on her menu as she bared her monstrous teeth in a devilish grin. Opening the void of her mouth, she brought her incisors down to the base of the three structures and sliced through them with ease. Using her tongue, she tortured and tasted them, rolling the buildings around like fragile tootsie rolls. Opening her lips, Sanctity gladly shared with the one remaining office building as the other three were shredded and ground to pieces by her molars, before being swallowed down the void of her throat. She remembered the final building as the location of the business whose old boys club atmosphere turned her down and later read more on several websites about the rampant nepotism taking place there, but no longer. Opening her mouth once more in a big smile, she could feel bits and pieces of the office buildings, furniture and workers all stuck to her teeth and tongue as she puckered up again. Interested in the last building between her lips, Sanctity licked the glass and concrete exterior virally, slathering it in a heaping layer of her saliva. Using her lips to separate the base of the building from the decimated office park in her palm, she simply swallowed the inverted structure down whole. She could only imagine what their thoughts were as they traveled down her throat towards her esophagus, bits and pieces of the exterior breaking off as it went. It was a little smaller than an ice cube and went down easy, vanishing into her vast stomach as Sanctity paid them no more mind. Slapping the remaining lots of the office park in her palm against her smooth inner thigh, she let her index finger graze her wet pussy only slightly as her actions were only sating one hunger as another grew. Looking down at her captive audience, she smiled at the trains and earth movers. Sanctity then looked up at the busy interstate a couple miles away and decided to help clear some traffic as only a goddess could. Gracefully standing back to her full height, she felt the remains of the neighborhood that now resembled the imprint of her cute as falling off her skin, and realized being a giantess was a dirty job, but maybe a bath would be in order in a while.

A double decker commuter train running out to the suburbs was normally a route run with very little passenger load in the late mornings. Having already dropped off hundreds of riders in the city centers, this mid morning route experienced the usual delays on the way in, but more unusual were the loading delays on the way out. By now, the engineer was aware vaguely of the fantastical rumors, and as he was usually able to skip at least a stop or two he was surprised as more and more usually empty station platforms held passengers. Still, he had a route to run and the tracks were laid out for him. Tall buildings and concrete walls obscured the view of the locomotive as it pressed on, unknowingly towards a giant woman visiting her apartment one last time. After Sanctity blasted the puny building apart with as much effort as she would use dispersing dandelion seeds, the passengers of the outbound train had no idea that they had been spotted. A sudden jolt on the tracks locked the brakes on all twelve cars as several people were injured by the quick stop. Unfortunately for them many would not have time to lick those wounds as suddenly the entire front of the train jerked upwards. There was trouble ahead and trouble behind, and they knew this notion just crossed their minds. Barely remaining upright, the entire first three cars were placed on an alien landscape. It took several seconds before they realized that the five tawny serpents below were the fingers of a young woman who was keen to repeat this action with the other nine train cars. The rise to the top was a swift one, though none could have bargained for such a view on the way up to half a mile of beautiful young woman. Still it was not without it’s thrills as they rose past such sights as a vagina with labia much taller than the train cars were long, past her flat tummy which must have held a stomach that could easily fit several trains within its confines, round perky breasts whose scale was emphasized by being capped with their own gigantic shovel trucks, and finally to her beaming face. While she was happy to see them, the rows of sharp, white teeth could easily end their lives in an instant if she chose to. Many were in a daze when even those who weren’t, thought they were concussed when the booming indecipherable voice of a young woman rattled the aluminum sides and windows of the stranded train. Her loving tone and sweet voice confirmed the worst as she puckered her big lips and moved her hand towards the rear car of the train. With the doors locked between the coupling train cars, the oral void sucked in the last three rail cars with ease encasing dozens of people in darkness outside of shaky phone flashlights and emergency lighting. Humidity rose sharply as Sanctity’s sweet breath flooded the double decker train cars, commuters grabbing hold of the rails as a massive tongue juggled and licked their flimsy shelters. With a soggy thud, they were spit out and landed on the giant woman’s hand once more joining the rest of the snaking train cars, looking out of windows smeared with moisture from the giantess they hoped never to have to relive the action again. The voice of the goddess resonated through bleeding eardrums once more, as she began to lower them for another slower tour of her magnificent body, making it back to her foreboding nether region. The windows on all the train cars fogged up as the giantess brought them up close and personal to the radiant heat of her womanhood. Many pleaded and begged for their lives as they thought this would be it, the train itself being a passenger riding inside the cozy confines of the colossal cunt, but after a minute or two of her lording her horny pussy over them, the giant woman seemed to change her mind once again. Still, one last ear piercing speech from the exuberant young goddess before she upped the casualty count, gently pinching and lifting the lead car from the bunch. Sanctity brought this around the back of her neck, grabbing the tail of the metal worm in the other direction. Her great fingerprints rose above the roofs on each side of the trains as those inside looked helplessly at each other facing opposite directions. Little did they know that they would be much closer an instant later when she squashed both cars together with a terrible metallic sound. Those in the other ten train cars heard the wrenching noise of the giantess crimping the cars together into an oozing mass of metal and blood. Over a hundred other commuters were just along for the ride as the dark skinned goddess turned their mode of transportation into a piece of jewelry. Dozens of metal wheels brushed against her smooth skin as the entire train rested precariously around Sanctity’s neck and above her breasts. The view from 2,000 feet was no less harrowing as out the left side windows was a breathtaking drop along a vertical body with the only hope of stoppage being the long, curved shelf of her beautiful bouncing breasts. On the right side was the confident jawline of Sanctity herself, smiling at her handy work as she moved on to her next activity. Seeing her swollen nipples below along with the mega machines trapped there, little did they know these would again be Sanctity’s focus as she tested their payload capacity to the extreme. But first, the goddess was hungry and the only solace that they could have was that the train did not end up on the menu as an appetizer.

Through the front window of the yellow and black heavy duty earth movers, the operators had an unorthodox view of the clear blue February sky. This view was bracketed by the underside of the chin and neckline of the colossal young woman who plucked their heavy machinery from the quarry with ease and stuck them in their current predicament. Completely at Sanctity's mercy, they bobbed up and down on the edge of her titflesh with every unseen footstep. Aside from the rattling metal of their damaged shelters, a sudden burst of artillery rang out far below. While they could not see the initial action, the devilish smile on the giantess’s face showed them how little she cared about the situation. One by one, they heard some tremendous metal wrenching crunches as less turrets were now firing. Feeling the momentum of her bending down briefly, she brought a few friends along with her as her hands lifted past the helpless dump trucks with a palm full of tanks. A brief walk back to their inundated jobsite was followed with a splash far below as one of the multiton war machines was tossed. Next, she spoke in words too loud to hear but the actions spoke louder as Sanctity casually tossed two tanks into her mouth. Loud chewing and mashing metal was heard above as her bottom jaw moved about with little effort before they watched the contents of her mouth disappear down her delicate neck. Continuing with her sadistic games, they saw Sanctity start to spit the tanks, with a few globs of her saliva drenching the helpless operators as the tanks were flung into the distance with the predictable explosive rolling crashes miles away. Looking on from the remaining Humvees and injured soldiers with disdain, she simply brushed her hand somewhere further down her body than they could see, likely ending the lives of numerous soldiers trying to defend the city from her. The young giantess now peeved by their doomed attack, took it out on the growingly urban landscape below, as the two pulped tanks seemed to be just an appetizer for the ravenous woman. First she went down and lifted a single apartment building on her finger, complete with a few parked police cars outside. Using only the wind power she could generate with her breath, she tore apart the building and sent the cars flying down into the city below. Walking a little further, they thought they heard the faint sound of train brakes locking up as Sanctity made another of her indecipherable quips. This time she brought with her an entire double decker commuter train on the palm of her outstretched hand. At first she teased it with her great mouth, before looping the long locomotive around her neck, wearing it as a necklace. It was apparent hundreds of terrified commuters were on board, but from the edge of her hard nipples there was nothing the mid peril operators could hope to do. Never able to be used to the booming footsteps or swooshing torso movements Sanctity made, she spoke to an unknown audience in their blind spot before a great thunderclap of carnage as they felt the trucks jimmy from her great hands together obliterating a parking garage. Without a frame of reference outside of her pretty face, the jiggling impact on her perky boobs shook the dump trucks violently as Sanctity sat down. On the return trip down, her hands fetched an entire office park. It was incredible seeing six whole buildings separated from the city below and dwarfed by the fingers curling around them. There was a helpless feeling as she extended a tongue that could easily lift their heavy trucks if not curl and crush them and use it to flatten and swirl a couple one-story office buildings. Licking up the crushed remains she went after another three office buildings that were each seven stories tall. Using her intimidating teeth this time, the reinforced concrete and inner structure of the buildings were no match for her mighty incisors, as Sanctity closed her mouth around them. Muffled crumbling building sounds were heard for a few seconds as the giantess played with her food using the massive pink tongue once more. A destructive chomping then ensued as her house sized teeth liquified the tortured towers, as yet another larger lump slid down the esophagus and into the large stomach below them. Only one lone eight story building remained, and the construction workers knew she must have been saving this one for a reason. Instead of a grand finale however, the giantess simply slathered up her meal and swallowed it down whole. A sizable bump on her throat had no trouble sinking past now, as they thought they could even hear the splash as the entire structure landed in her vast stomach. The truck operators knew there must have been dozens of office workers inside when Sanctity committed her acts, who were now slowly drowning in the abyss of her tummy. As she moved once again, they thought that they heard the sounds of traffic, as suddenly her whole body inverted them to the correct position in their seats. Down below stretched nine lanes of a crowded interstate highway and ramps. Being stuck to her nipples made them the low point on this massive woman now, and one of the shovel truck drivers was about to be forced to drive his vehicle where he never hoped he would.

Standing at her full height, Sanctity was much too tall to see the finer details of the chaos the city below was surely in. The only hints she had were the lines of smog producing traffic all trying to inch away from her magnificent body. Having just finished her snack, she looked down to see her fashion accessories and remembered being stuck in ride shares on interstate 205 when the trains would run late as surely they were today. Sometimes she would imagine driving a monster truck to crush over the traffic to make it to work on time. Looking at her hard nipple she realized she could live out this fantasy at the expense of being a nightmare for hundreds of others. Getting down onto her hands and knees, Sanctity simply ignored many houses, apartments and streets that were flattened by her upturned palms and legs. Her great, naked body caused a premature nightfall above over a quarter mile of roadway, as she could see the little puny insects headlights switching on automatically in the darkness. Seeing her pendulous c-cup breasts swaying down towards the roadway, she had twelve wheels on the bottom of each nipple, all bigger than most of the vehicles sitting in traffic. Leaning in with her left boob, the black and yellow juggernaut dwarfed the stalled traffic, all cast in the eerie feminine twilight. Aiming the hulking behemoth of metal into three lanes of cars and trucks, she thought she could feel the crushing impacts of the touchdown of the six wheels through the sensitive skin on her nipple. The tingle traveled up her body causing her to move forward to experience more impacts. On the other end of her titanic form is caused a deluge to gather within. As close as she had been to so many occupied vehicles during her rampage, she decided to let them know what they all meant to her after the tanks tried their best to prevent something like this from occurring by the wild and unpredictable giantess.

“You thought you would attack me with your tanks? All I want to do is exist and that was already too much for you, now I figure I should go about cleaning up the place. Pardon my dust, but all the fine particulates from your running tailpipes are not great for the air we breathe, so let my fine body help adjust that for you. I would rather live and let live but all you ants want to do is run from me and attack me, now I do this for you. Not that it bothers me really, I am getting a little hot and bothered, maybe if you stop trying to bother me, I will not get so hot tempered.”

Most of this speech at such a close range was overshadowed by the sound of the cars and trucks getting run over by tires bigger than monster trucks or bowled along by an unstoppable mass of metal. Sanctity swore she felt the tiny tires trying to steer, but was so large she could not even be certain it was just too many decimated vehicles clogging and bending the wheels. After going a good thousand feet, she ran into an obstacle, hard. While the impact on the crowded overpass was enough to have her pause her game, as her nipple toy almost got jarred off. Only slightly peeved after having already demolished over 200 cars, buses and trailer trucks, she decided to move on. Not before saying one last goodbye to her now damaged toy in true sadistic fashion. She first bent down with her mouth with a ravenous look on it when she bared her teeth at the crowded overpass. Biting into it was like a melty candy bar almost with some wafer qualities, thirty stunned drivers were wrenched up by her mouth. Even her necklace briefly got in on the action damaging and crushing another dozen people and vehicles as she picked up her snack. Sanctity dabbed at the stuck traffic with her tongue like a cat, swallowing them whole or crushed depending on the pressure she applied several at a time. Soon the slate was clean and she pulled the whole 120 foot section of roadway from her jaws, and placed it down on a busy bar district.

“You don’t mind if I leave this here, do you? I was never a fan of most of those crowded bars or even alcohol in general even if this whole trip here would be enhanced by being tipsy.”

She was unaware that the edited genes altered her dna enough that she could no longer get drunk no matter how much she drank as the damage would be muted by cell regeneration. Still, she showed off her disdain by curing the entire two lane street, the sidewalk and most of the bars and eateries during a time of day that was not too busy. Still, this easily caused hundreds of casualties and a near impossible task to clean up. The misplaced gleaming slab of roadbed would be one of many new landmarks before the sun set on this beautiful young woman of magnificent proportions. Crawling to a fresh patch of highway, her nipples were as hard as she could remember as she lowered her left breast down towards the highway again. This time the heavy vehicle was aimed at the outer passing lanes and median for a center shot. Sanctity pressed it down so hard that the heavy Caterpillar bucket truck was finally crushed 25 feet along with the crumbling concrete and several cars under her hardened nipple. This would allow the bare skin on her boob to touch the metal cars and trucks and it did not disappoint. Full on shivers went down her spine, to the base where a sub orgasmic wetness caused them to glisten in the sun facing her lifted lower lips. Some saw the disaster pending as they formed a massive droplet. As the diameter radiated outwards from the epicenter, more tingling, crumpling commuters got flattened by her massive titflesh. It managed to finally end when she covered all nine lanes and flattened an astonishing ninety SUVs, tractor trailers and work vans all trying to escape her under her lone breast. The sensation of over a hundred people losing their lives was maddeningly arousing for her, as she felt her wetness get lighter as a drop left her pussy. It landed further back on the highway, killing several who were smothered as car roofs caved in and other trucks nearby were flipped by the volume of fluid. Sanctity had plenty more where that came from, and peeled her breast from the wreckage. Close to fifty metal rectangles with popped black disks replaced the black and yellow nipple ring on her left, while the other remained on her right. Looking up while still on her hands and knees, she spied downtown much closer now, and still with buildings shorter than she was glimmering close by. It would be tantalizing to pass up but first she wants to freshen up a bit by heading to the river. Another busy thoroughfare beckoned as did the river traffic which was light at this area. Vehicular was another story and she realized she might just get dirtier than clean but had passed the point of caring. She knew no one could stop her from doing what she wanted now, though she didn’t know she might be coerced by other means to at least alter her path.