Nude of course because nothing had kept up with her growth. An auburn giantess with a young, proud body. Her head propped up on her elbow she lay on her left side, watching her huge boobs, pear shaped and heavy, pendulous and still very firm. Her left tit resting on the ground and spread over several cityblocks, the right one resting on it, adding more weight to the destruction. She smiled. A proud nude woman surrounded by countless small houses.

Bending her right leg she slid it over her left until her knee ground out another neighbourhood. Then she turned a little more onto her stomach wich destroyed even more buildings. But she was oblivious to it because she just wanted her right boob to slide down from her left one and into the downtown area with its cute glistening skyscrapers.

Like a wreckingball her tit came down, the proud standing nipple smashing through three or four once proud buildings before the bulk of her tit rolled over the whole quarter flattening everything beneath a billion tons of boobflesh.

Untouched by the death of thousands she turned back, lifting her tit from the compacted and flattened ruins. A warm smile came over her face as she watched the imprint left by her boob. Then she turned over and sat up to brush a little dusty debris from her tits.

He was in a futile flight. He had never known he would be in such a situation. He had never been prepared. But now he was there. He was fleeing along with the hundreds, the thousands who fought their way through the roads. Sometimes cars plowed through the mass of people - deadly but harmless in comparison. The thing they fled from was unbelievable. An enourmous behind - a gigantic butt. Slowly it turned towards them. Leisurely. But still much to fast. He knew no one around him had a chance. But still he ran from that milehigh butt. Rather the milehigh left buttcheek. Rather an asscheek he corrected his thoughts to match his anger at the deadly mountain lowering towards him.

His flight was ridiculous. What he tried to reach was even more ridiculous. The titanic asshole. He really tried to reach that unbelievable asshole or rather the area where it would come down - hopefully not come down but hover above.
He was so close to it. Maybe just a toe's lenght. A pinky toe's lenght. But still her pinky toe's and that meant about 600 foot. Just 600 foot. Maybe thirty seconds. Maybe fourty in the crowd. But he was just granted about three or four seconds the giantess needed to sit up.

The seamless tanned skin lowered merciless. Row after row of houses got touched, crumbled and was finally flattened and compacted beneath that asscheek. It just took a tenth of a second for each fifty or so houses to be ground to dust and disappear beneath her.
The earth trembled, shook, heaved beneath her brute power behind such a casual movement. Many fell but still he kept running, even treading on some. Buildings collapsed from the earthquake but weren't granted the time to peacefully fall down in ruin but instead quickly compacted beneath the advancing mega-tush.

It got dark as the asshole lowered. The thick stench of shit surrounded him - promising rescue, safety. Above him the mighty sphincter - so huge but still clean in every wrinkle. Still there was that stench. A few blocks away the other cheek. almost touching the ground. Did he make it?

Still it got him. He wasn't prepared for it. In the dim light he heared the infernal crunch of buildings right behind and above him. His fear mounted in a last yelp which turned into a deathcry as suddenly a warm and all powerfull something pressed down on him. with arms stretched forward he was pushed down faster than he could fall. He hit the ground hard with the pain of his legs crushing and squishing shooting through his body so intensly he completely missed the shattering of his arms and then - squish.For a short moment his body was liquifyed, a stain under the ass. Then ground into nothing as all the debris was compacted and pressed down into a four hundred foot deep imprint. Under the great pressure compacted material got plastic and squished up around both asscheeks, also filling the gap between the cheeks, crushing a few last survivors softly into her asshole.

Marion was amused as she watched large and small buildings alike collapse in a foot distance all around her ass. Clouds of dust, papers and smoke wafted up - hiding the amusing destruction from sight. Quickly she waved her hands to blow away the clouds. Whatever got beneath her didn't have a chance to smoke or spill dust. Quickly she thinned the clouds - blowing around cars and huge chunks of concrete in the mighty gusts from her hands. As she brushed her tits clean the vision cleared. Looking down between her boobs she spread her legs a little. She was a true naturalist so her bush was unshaved. But by nature her bush wouldn't hide her pussy from view and she was not too astonished to see her nether lips swollen and glistening. She had felt the sexual nature of this from the first second.

"Thank you, little city. I had great fun with you. But now I think I have to leave for a bath in the ocean. It's great you build our little sex toy so close to the waterfront. Do you mind if I splash a little?"

With that she giggled and turned towards the shore crossing the last mostly unharmed neighbourhoods. Whoever had hoped to get away with five or ten windows blasted but his house intact otherwise was now faced with two careless barefeet that left footprints one and a half mile long and half a mile across. What didn't get underfoot collapsed within a three mile radius around each impact. Houses, cars, humans alike. Everyone and everything was hurled into the air by the powerfull tread and fell back in bad shape. Not few people had the bad fate to break their legs on impact only to be buried beneath a car or even a house the tenth of a second later.

Down below on the ground near the advancing ten mile giantess Marion was pure panic. A man was running for his life. Pushing, fighting forward. There were people everywhere. Everyone was in panic. They were fleeing down the large road. He was pressed from behind and pushed himself forward trying to move faster. There weas no other direction. The crossroads were cramped with more people. Every two or three steps the ground shook. Violently. Each time numberous people lost their balance. While the thunder of the footfall washed over them they fell. The mass of people however didn't stop. Couldn't stop. Never wanted to stop. Trampling the hapless they moved forward. Some of them trying to avoid someone aground only to be pushed down and run over as well. He felt a body beneath him, fought for his life not to fall. He moved on. They moved on. As fast as they could - but much too slow. The quake of her footfalls grew heavier. Everyone stumbled. More people fell. It slowed them even more and finally the shadow came over them.

She was upon them. A tower of nude glory. People looked back across their shoulders. Naked fear was on their faces. He couldn't help, he had to look back. He saw her. He admired her. A giantess of perfect feminine beauty. Slim legs, a sweet and flat stomach. Full breasts, proud and firm. Her wet pussy exposed between a small and thin forest of hair. And her beautiful face looking down at him.

He bumped into someone in front of him. Looking forward he found most of the people looking up at the giantess. Turning around, amazed by such colossal beauty. The few who still tried to flee got stuck between them. The crowd around him came to a halt and the pressure from behind pushed them into each other, leaving no space to fall in the heavy earthquake of a nearby footfall. And leaving no space to bring up hands to protect tiny ears against the roar of her tread and all the things crumpling, cracking, compacting and of course dying beneath that foot.

Why had she looked at him? Just at him? He looked at her face again. But she had taken her eyes away and was looking somewhere further down the road. And just as her face disappeared behind her mountaineous boobs he understood. She didn't look at anybody. She was just checking out where she would place her next step. Not that there was anything here that could've meant any harm to her titanic feet. Whatever got beneath her got flattened and compacted and nothing got a chance to penetrate her skin. She just did it because she was used to do so.

She had looked at him because she was going to step on him. He realized earlier than anyone else and filled his lungs for his death scream. With unholy speed the foot moved towards them. Toes raised to step down the giantess lowered her foot onto them and while everyone else was breathing in for their own deathcry his lonely scream echoed down from the dirt encrusted skin under the ball of her foot.

Marion

Stranger