Jenny had dreamt about it the night before. She remembered

most of her dreams and this one had been very special. She

had seen herself driving down the road to Pentiumville and

suddenly the road had ended abruptly just where the town

should have been. Instead, she had stopped at the edge of

a deep black hole. Far down on the ground she had seen a

sky filled with beautiful stars. Then the dream had slowly

vanished as she sunk into a deeper sleep.

Jenny was curious. She had often found that her dreams

could be related to her real life. Her dreams were

somewhat coded but she had never been clever enough to

guess their meanings before they would happen.

But then she forgot about the dream at work. She was a

social worker in the communal hospital and there were

always people whose fate was bad enough to capture her

thoughts during the working hours.

Then in the evening, she was in her flat and had just seen

the news. Now it was her time for a nice book. She was a

fan of Science Fiction, but today she felt more like a

good old Miss Marple.

Nearly one hour later, the book had a scene on a dark road

out on the fields. Jenny was reminded of her dream. She

was curious again and with a nice tickle of excitement

down in her stomach she got her keys and left the house.

The road to Pentiumville was nearly an hour away. Then it

would still be 40 minutes to the town.

It was already dark as she finally reached the road. The

sky was filled with stars and sometimes she found herself

stargazing instead of watching the bad roads. She got her

pay when she didn´t see the potholes in the small carpet

of light from the headlights. She was nicely shaken when

the shocks couldn´t take the large cracks in the road. But

her car was old and it didn´t matter.

After 30 minutes she slowed down. Somewhere ahead was the

place where she had found the slope in her dream.

The tires were screeching and the car stopped just in

time. The ground before her car dropped off suddenly, just

like her dream. The road suddenly ended. She got out of

her car and walked over to the edge.

It was like being at the end of the world. Far down, she

saw stars and she was sure that this was no reflection on

water or something. There was a sky down in a deep hole.

The walls were pitch black, so she walked back to her car

and turned off the lights. Carefully, she moved through

the darkness until she felt that she was near the edge.

After some minutes, her eyes had adapted to the darkness.

The light of the stars was enough for her to see that the

walls of this large pit didn´t go straight down.

Carefully, she sat on the edge and removed her sandals.

Climbing in heels was no better than suicide, but leaving

her shoes in the darkness was a waste of money. So she

closed the delicate ankle straps around the belt of her

jeans and started to lower her body down. Her jeans slid

over the stones until she found a good footing nearly

three foot below the edge.

It was like a natural stairway of rocks that lead down

into the darkness. Luckily, there seemed to be no sharp

edges, and the ground was still warm from the heat of the

day.

Jenny didn´t waste a thought on dangers. This was more and

more unreal. Like in an exciting dream, she jumped down

the next rocks.

After twenty minutes, she looked back for the first time.

Against the star-filled sky she saw a small dark shape

that was the front of her car. She estimated that it was

about 100 feet above her.

The steep walls had now turned into a soft slope and she

couldn´t see any trace of the stars on the ground. There

were just rocks.

She dissmissed the thought of seeing stars as part of her

imagination; it was probably the desire to recreate last

night's dream.

 

Now she had moved far enough. She knew the place, and the

first small houses of Pentiumville should have been right

here.

But there was only rock. She didn´t feel too good about

the disappearance of the stars, and now she was really

worried.

It was like Pentiumville had disappeared along with the

ground below, leaving a crater with a depth of more than

100 feet and at least three miles in diameter.

Suddenly there was a light. She saw a beam of deep blue

rays, only slightly brighter than the surrounding

darkness. The ray touched the ground where she had

estimated the center of the former Pentiumville had been.

Jenny fell into a run. The beam was more than a mile from

her, but she was in good shape and had almost reached it

when it suddenly disappeared.

As she arrived at the spot it was completely dark again.

She squatted and touched the ground. The ground was smooth

stone. After some searching, she found a small rock no

larger than her fist.

Somehow the rock was strange. Jenny stood and tried to

look at it, but it was too dark.

The rock was nearly a round slice, but it felt very

different from the stone ground she felt under her

barefeet. Then it came to her that the stone below was

smooth. However, this stone had really sharp edges and it

was brittle. She felt that everywhere she touched it there

were small pieces breaking off.

What had the blue beam done? What was the blue beam? She

thought about the possibility that a nuclear missile site

had been in Pentiumville. Perhaps there had been an

underground explosion and the area of one hundred miles

around was a contaminated dead zone.

But before other horrible explanations came to her mind

the blue beam was back. It touched the stone in her hand

and she somehow wanted to get out of the way. She jumped

aside to avoid the beam hitting her and the stone but the

beam followed the stone. Before it came to her to drop the

stone, the beam disappeared.

She touched herself. Everything was normal. There was her

T-shirt, her hair, her jeans and her shoes. She squatted

down again to put the stone back and retreat before the

beam was back. But then she was surprised. There was a

small hole in the ground. A hole that was just the size of

the stone. She had to turn it a bit but then it slid in

place fitting perfectly.

'Strange,' she thought. She had been sure that the hole

hadn´t been there before. Perhaps the beam had created it

and the form of the stone had been scanned while she was

holding it. But why?

And now that the stone was in place she couldn´t feel the

slightest crack in the ground. Nothing. Just smooth

ground, somewhat dirty.

Then she touched the ground again. Yes, the ground was

covered by a thin layer of dust.

Something strange had happened. She hoped that the beam

hadn´t been a transporter. The thought of aliens was in

her mind. What if they had transported her for some

experiments?

'I had better find my car.' She thought. Quickly, she

turned around and looked up.

The stone walls had disappeared and the dark shape of her

car had vanished with them. Only the stars had not

changed.

Jenny looked for known constellations. The great dipper

was there, Cygnus with the bright star Deneb, and all the

others.

She sighed. She was still on earth. The constellations

hadn´t changed. Perhaps she had been transported out of

the creater by this beam. The thought of aliens returned.

They had wanted her out of the way for some reason.

Jenny knew to read the signs. In the darkness, it would be

impossible to find her car, so she had to walk until she

found the larger road. Then she had to decide if she

should walk back to her car or towards an emergency phone.

 

Looking for Polaris, she decided that it would be best to

walk south. The road was somewhere in that direction...

Deputy Shane was just sitting in his car. The lights were

turned off and he was listening to the soft music from the

radio. He loved night patrols. If the night was starry

like this one, he would leave the highway to drive a few

miles down a small road into the desert.

There, he looked up into the skies. Most of the time his

job involved dealing with human made catastrophies,

crimes, or anything. So he enjoyed the few peaceful

moments.

He would sit here like so often and hope that there wasn´t

any distress call, like another drunk husband beating his

wife until she was ready for hospital.

Suddenly, he heard a noise like a tornado and the stars

disappeared. Before Shane managed to have another thought,

his existence was terminated in an earth shattering

thunderclap.

 

Marton didn´t feel the earthquake. His truck was quite

old, and the highway through the desert had sunk for an

inch or two from time to time so there was nothing to

think about when the truck bucked a little.

When he heard the noise of a storm, he grabbed the wheel

with both hands. It was good to be prepared for some

bursts of wind. He had been blown off the road years ago.

Since then, he knew to be careful with the wind when

driving a truck.

His right hand had just touched the wheel, when suddenly

his life was snuffed out, heralded by another thunderclap.

 

After a few steps, Jenny saw a light in front of her. A

female firebug was crawling on the ground before her. A

cold shiver ran down her spine. She was still walking

barefoot, and now she thought of all the insects that

lived in the sand beneath her feet. What if she stepped on

a poisonous bug, or even a scorpion?

Quickly, she slid her feet between the thin straps of her

sandals. The soles should give some protection.

The firebug had saved her from a possible sting, but Jenny

had no mercy concerning insects. Quickly, she stepped on

it and was surprised that there was nothing to be felt

under her sole.

But, as she lifted her foot from the spot, there was no

bit of light. Maybe the dust on the ground had softened

the noise and she had stepped down too hard to feel

anything.

She tried a few steps and found the ground hard enough to

walk in the high-heeled sandals. Sometimes, she kicked up

a little bit of dust with the tip of her sole, but it was

thin enough to be blown off whenever she moved her foot

forward.

 

Wesley Torben was drunk again. He was always drunk on

Thursdays. He was drinking for the loss of his wife two

years ago. But if the people in town said, 'He´s always

drunk on Thursday', they knew that he was also drunk on

Monday, Tuesday; simply the whole week.

He had bought a small house in the desert and was only

seen in town to get some food and, of course, whiskey. He

missed no one of the living and no one missed him.

This time he was laying in front of his house, in the

gateway towards the road. Somehow, he had run out of

whiskey before he was completely unconscious. But, on the

other hand, he was just unable to walk. So he was moving

on all fours towards the road into town.

His senses were nearly out when he suddenly heard the

sound of an airplane approaching. Old pictures of war came

up in his mind and he dropped flat and shouted.

'Wheee areee unher aytaaack! Burb!' Then the plane was

above him, and the bomb hit his house. Suddenly, he was

surrounded by flying debris. Splinters and chunks of wood

dropped down on him, then small rocks. The earth heaved

and he was hurled into the air along with the remains of

his house. Then his almost deafened ears heard the sound

of the departing plane.

The shock had cleared his head. One minute later, he was

up and walked through the darkness. Every part of his body

hurt after the debris of crashed wood and stones had

shredded his clothing into pieces. The explosion had torn

cracks and fissures in the rocky ground and he had to

cross a large crack that was at least three feet across.

Luckily, he was still too drunk to think about its depth.

He reached the place where his shack had been. The large

wooden poles that had been rammed into the ground were

still there but the air pressure had cut them off a foot

above the ground.

He moved in the direction of the debris. Then he found the

heavy metal case. It had flown at least twenty feet and

was now lying toppled over and broken before him. He

lifted the box and there, protected under the metal, was

his flashlight. The glass was broken but the bulb was OK.

The batteries were fresh. He used it to scare off rats

when he was drunk. Now this nonsense had turned out to be

indeed useful.

The ground was covered with rubble. Most of the wooden

parts had been driven away. Some fifty feet from his

position, he saw the torn pieces that had been the roof of

the shack.

Then he walked towards the house. This time he didn't

cross the large crack. The flashlight proved that it was

at least fifteen feet deep.

Then he arrived at his house. But there was no crater.

There was just a mountain of rubble stretching out towards

the east and the west. It was up to 200 feet high.

His house had been buried by the rubble or blown away by

the explosion.

He started to climb the hill. When he was on top, the moon

was high and he could see the large crater. He couldn´t

believe this.

The alcohol had lost most of its influence on him, and now

he saw the crater clearly. One third of a mile in diameter

and of a strange form.

That was impossible. The mountaineous ring of rubble he

was standing on looked normal. But two hundred feet below

him, the crater had a completely impossible form. There

wasn´t a slope covered with debris. There was just a wall

of perhaps 1000 feet. Some parts of the wall were broken,

and rubble and larger rocks had dropped into the gigantic

hole. He could see the places where the cracks in the

ground radiated outwards. Turning around, he could see

that the crack running next to his former shack was merely

a fissure against the four other cracks that he could see

from his position. The cracks were like the grand canyon

and there had to be at least twelve more that he could not

see from his position.

He could not imagine what had happened, but he wanted to

find out. He climbed down into the crater.

 

Before Jenny could take another step, she just stopped.

There was a bright spot on the ground.

It looked as if the dustcrumbs in this area were emitting

yellow and white light. Some of the lights were flickering

like weak stars in the sky. There were hundreds of these

tiny dots some inches right of her right sandal.

Curious, she lifted her right foot and stepped over the

spot so she could squat down and watch it closely between

her thighs.

 

Wesley Torben had reached the edge of the crater. Just in

front of him, the ground had sunk hundreds of feet and the

walls fell straight down until they met the ground in a

perfect right angle.

Wesly looked around and finally, he found a place where

one of the canyon-sized cracks had broken the wall. Large

rocks and rubble had slid back into the pit so there was a

ravine to the ground. It would be dangerous as he could

not be sure if the stones wouldn´t slide down further. But

the alcohol that was left made the decision easy. He

wanted to climb down.

'Strange' Jenny thought, 'just as I moved my foot, some of

the crumbs darkened.' She had spread her thighs and looked

down at the lightspot. It covered an area she compared to

the tip of her big toe and she had never seen anything

like this before.

Using three fingers of her left hand for support, she

leaned forward a bit to bring her face closer to the

miracle she found.

But still she couldn´t see anything more. So she just

dropped her knees on either side of the spot, and got on

all fours. Again, she watched as the spot grew weaker. She

knew about algaes that emitted light. Maybe this was a

kind that was sensitive to the slight tremors of the

ground when someone neared. So they darkened to hide from

possible foes.

Now that she was on all fours, she stretched her legs and

used her arms to push herself backwards until her face was

right above the spot. Then, she lowered herself until she

lay comfortably on her stomach.

It took a moment until her eyes focused on this short

distance.

 

Wesley had finally reached the ground. There he stood, and

he couldn´t explain his surroundings. The ground was solid

rock. He couldn´t explain it. He could imagine that a

really large meteor would create a crater of this size,

but he had often watched the moon with his small

telescope. This wasn´t the crater of a meteor. A meteor

crater had a mountain in its center and the walls wouldn´t

rise vertically. The ground looked like it was compressed

by an unimaginable force. He sat down in astonishment, and

as he did so he noticed something. There was a pattern on

the ground.

It was a pattern of large structures. Every 50 feet there

rose a strucure that looked like a rounded pyramid with

the upper half missing. The structures rose about 30 feet

and there was indeed a regular pattern. This was stranger

and stranger, but proved one thing. The ground had been

compressed by something that had been created by an

intelligent lifeform.

He was drunk, and he knew it. But he couldn´t think of

anything else other than an intelligent lifeform that

could create a pattern like this. He thought of a large

metal platform that could have descended here. Yes,

something like the supports of a giant spaceship. He

thought of the airplane he had heard.

Yes, the pattern was the profile of a spaceship support.

Perhaps he had blacked out when it happened so he couldn´t

see the ship. He rose from the ground.

 

Jenny looked at the light spots and couldn´t tell what she

was looking at. She was near enough to see an interesting

pattern. The light dots formed small lines that crossed

each other like a net. Some of the lines were brighter;

others were so dark that she could hardly detect them. She

saw dark spots where the emission of light had stopped as

she had moved.

This was nothing like plants or microbes. This was a

regular pattern. It looked delicate and the dots that were

still shining made it look like a piece of jewelry. But it

was so tiny.

Jenny felt her heart beating from excitement. She wanted

to find out the secret of this light. But how? She

couldn´t see anything but light dots.

With a little fear and trembling from excitement she moved

her index finger towards the spot. Her fingertip would

have covered at least one third of its area so she

intended to use her long, shapely fingernail.

For a moment, the lights reflected on the red paint that

covered her nail, but then her nail touched the ground.

 

As the next earthquake hit the town there were again about

thirty houses that simply collapsed. There had never been

anything to explain an earthquake of this intensity out

here in the desert. No one could explain. The Sheriff had

finally reached a deputy from Pentiumville. He told an

unbelievable story:

 

Pentiumville was nearly erased. Everything had started

with a faint blue beam that suddenly covered the whole

town. Then the beam had disappeared, but every telephone

line was suddenly cut. The radios didn´t work anymore. The

power had been cut.

It was pitch black, and suddenly the earthquakes had hit

the town. The deputy said that most of the citizens were

dead, since the heavy concussions had levelled every house

within a second. The houses had collapsed and their debris

had been sliding across the streets. He had been lucky, as

he had been in the garage beneath the hotel. Violent

forces had hit him. He and his police car had been sliding

through the garage along with twenty other cars. Luckily,

he had been belted and the car had protected him. Now the

car was just a wreck. It had been as if the whole town had

been turned over and then back again. Many cars in the

garage lay on their roofs, and all of them were terribly

wrecked. Then suddenly, the blue light had returned. With

another heavy earthquake, the cars had piled up in a

corner of the garage. Then there had been an immense

booming sound, like a nuclear explosion, and after some

heavy posterior quakes starting two seconds later, it was

suddenly over.

The hotel itself had simply disappeared. Above the garage,

there was just the foundation left and nothing else. He

climbed back down into the garage and into the carwreck to

get his searchlight. Back on the surface, he found no

house was left. There wasn´t even debris. It lokked as if

a hurricane had sucked everything away. The only things

that were left were some heavily mangled streetlights and

the tarmac. There wasn´t even a phone booth left.

Then he had climbed back and tried his radio. It was

intact, and then he called the sheriff.

The sheriff didn´t know whether or not to believe the

deputy from Pentiumville. But then again, he knew that

every phone line here was dead. The radios were working,

but somehow, the satelite communication was damaged. He

couldn´t get any message out.

Then, there was the next concussion. Suddenly, the lights

went dark. They ran out on the street. They didn´t want to

be smashed by the collapsing office.

Just as they reached the street and the Sheriff realized

that the power lines for the northern district had been

cut, they saw the sky blacken.

 

Jenny felt a little guilty. Suddenly, there had been a

tiny flash at the edge of her fingernail, and at that

moment the lower right half of the spot went pitch black.

'It´s dying', she thought. She had to speed up if she

wanted to find out something. Carefully, she moved her

fingertip towards the blackened area. Then she lowered her

finger.

Nothing. For a moment, she had thought that there were

some tiny sparks were she touched the ground, but then she

knew that she was quite tired and her eyes couldn´t be

trusted anymore. She lifted her index finger and moved it

over the still-illuminated part of the spot. Again her

fingertip touched the ground, this time more carefully.

And yes, for a slight moment, she felt something like a

thin layer of moss under her finger, but it disappeared

within less than a second. Then she felt again the soft

layer of dust that covered the ground.

Now every trace of light disappeared. So, it had been a

strange kind of moss, but it had been too delicate and

died at her touch.

'Well,' she thought. 'Better than a hive of ants with tiny

headlights.' A shiver went down her spine.

She made three sauntering steps before she stopped again.

She knew that she could never find her car in the

darkness. She would have to wait till dawn.

Pooh! A stupid dream, and now she was stuck in the desert.

She had to work tomorrow. She had to sleep.

She murmured some curses and decided to lay down. At first

she thought that it would be a hard ground, but somehow,

the dust felt soft and smooth under her body. Quickly, she

fell asleep.

The Sheriff and his policemen froze as they realized

something black above them. A searchlight went up and they

saw a giant something descending down on them. They cried

out in fear and before they could catch another breath,

the descending thing touched the roofs.

Within a tenth of a second, the houses were flattened and

too quick to allow the realization of pain, the men were

crushed into the ground along with the remains of their

town.

A mere three seconds later the same fate struck the other

half of town. The streetlights were still working and the

people saw this big rounded shape coming towards them. A

pattern of thirty feet high rounded walls covered the

surface that looked somehow familiar. Only three or four

were quick enough to think of a fingerprint before the

pink masses came down and flattened them mercilessly.

 

The hours passed. Finally, the day started to dawn. A

distance of 500 miles on the other end of the desert, a

technician made a distress call. At 5:30, one of his men

was in his jeep and drove along the phone line to find the

damage.

The sun rose some fifteen minutes later. The brightness

reflecting on the walls of the crater awoke Wesley. He had

somehow fallen asleep. Now there was still this nightmare

of a crater and a raging headache to be cared for. He

stumbled towards the rubble and rocks that led out of the

pit.

With a yawn, he climbed up. He was thirsty, so he doubled

his efforts. Then, after only half an hour, he reached the

edge of the vertical part of the crater. Another ten

minutes later, he stood on the mountain ring. And then he

saw it.

 

Jenny was used to sleeping long. She had to be at work at

9 in the morning and she could afford to sleep until 7:30.

Today, she awoke a little early as the sunshine tickled

her nose. She sat up and wiped her eyes. Finally, with a

yawn, she stood and looked out for her car.

 

Wesley stumbled and fell down. Then he raised himself up

again and sat down on one of the rocks. The mountain range

that rose some hundred miles from him had shocked him

almost to death. The shape was familiar. The long shadows

couldn´t hide it. Finally, he saw what had destroyed his

house, nearly killing him, and what had caused this

crater.

There, in a distance of at least one hundred miles, was a

leg. A female leg in bleached Jeans. And there, at the end

of this leg, he saw a bare foot that was stuck in a

gigantically large high-heeled sandal.

The thing that had caused the pit was simply the lower

part of a heel. The unimaginable weight of the giantess

that stretched along the horizon had crushed the pattern

on the rubbertip of the heel into the stone.

In disbelief, his eyes followed the glorious and gigantic

body. He started to shiver. She was miles tall. He looked

for something to compare her with. Then he saw the

telephone line. The poles stood a distance of 300 feet

apart. He started to count. There were still too many

poles. Then he started to estimate. One thousand poles at

least. And she was longer.

That was impossible.

70 Miles. It was physically impossible.

But there she was. 70 Miles! He sat down.

With his finger he started to draw some figures into the

dust.

5ft and perhaps 8 inches. Now 70 Miles. Oh damn, he

couldn´t use these figures. Try it another way.

European standards were easier to handle. 5 foot 8, let´s

say 9, that's about 175cm. And 70 miles? One mile is about

1.6km long, so 112, no let's say 110. 110,000m from 1.75m.

He calculated a minute and sighed.

More than 60,000 times the size of a human. And then her

weight? Maybe her weight was about 120 lbs. Had she ever

been a human?

No, stop thinking, do the calculation.

60 000 times 120 lbs - no its 60 000 cubed. Ahm 6*6*6 is

216, so 216 000 000 000 000 * 120 lbs.

She is titanic. She can´t exist! She has enough weight to

be a large asteroid!

And then she moved. Suddenly she sat up. It was an amazing

display of power. Something that big moved just casually

like any human being. Her head moved up with supersonic

speed.

She wiped her eyes and then suddenly, she arose to her

full height.

He felt like an insect. There, some hundred miles away,

the titaness rose and he craned his neck to see her head

way above the thin wisps of high clouds.

Then he felt the earthquake caused by the movements of her

feet. In fear, he looked at those heels. They were 3 miles

tall and there down at the ground he saw it. Another

crater like the one he was standing on.

Suddenly, he realized another thing. The giantess was

completely unaware of her size. 'She must have been a

human' he thought. Nature was playful and chose different

ways. Under no circumstances would an alien look just like

a brunette woman at the age of about 30. No way! She

must´ve been a human and she had somehow grown.

Then his gaze wandered towards her toes. He realized that

he had to look up at her toes! Resting on the sole of that

gigantic sandal, they reached one mile up into the sky.

Her big toe reached nearly two miles high.

He felt tiny. He felt like a dustcrumb, and he doubted if

she could ever recognize a human like him. To her, they

were tiny dustcrumbs within millions of other dustcrumbs.

And so were their houses. What did a human being care

about the sand and the rubble when he walked through the

desert? So what would she care if the largest skyscrapers

would look to her like rubble.

And then she started to turn. She scanned the horizon. Her

left foot rose into the air and moved. With the right of

the powerful, she didn´t care about the telephone line.

She stepped on it.

Then she started to walk. The ground shook under her

terrific weight. Again and again, her heels thundered

down, creating craters. The smallest of her strides was 30

miles long. And now, she passed him some 150 miles away

and he looked after her. She was leaving the desert. Then

her toes stepped down behind the horizon. She would arive

at the city now.

Jenny looked around. This was really weird. There was no

trace of her car. Everything had changed. Whatever or

whoever had done this had transported her far away from

home. Maybe she was indeed on another planet. No, the

stars hadn´t changed. This was still Earth. But where on

Earth was she, and how could she get to work in time?

She walked a few steps towards the sunset. But it was so

useless. Wherever she looked she saw just nothing. No

clouds in the sky. No distant mountains at the horizon. No

trees and no rivers.

The Sahara? That could be possible. She had been told that

there were sandy parts and stony parts in the Sahara. But

where could she go? She should look out for an oasis or

the heat of the day would kill her.

Perhaps there were some wisps of grass or other plants

that could show the way. She looked at the ground and

froze in amazement.

There, just a foot from her left foot, was a great grey

spot in the yellow dust. Instantly, it reminded her of

what she had seen the night before and she made a step

towards it.

This spot was much larger. About the size of a dinner

table. Not perfectly rounded, but with many small edges.

The interesting pattern of lines that crossed each other

was there and she could see it from her standing position.

 

Maybe the spot had grown overnight. It had not been

damaged as she had touched it with her finger.

But then she thought over it a bit more. Which plant could

grow that fast? Maybe it was an alien plant? Maybe the

plant was supposed to cover the earth and poison any

lifeforms. No. After all, she had touched it and was still

alive.

She had to find out more about it. So she lifted her right

foot and stepped down on it.

It didn´t feel any different than stepping on the dusty

ground before. Small clouds of grey dust covered the edge

of her sandal and she felt that her heel sunk into the

soft ground, but nothing else.

She lifted her foot again and placed it next to her left

foot.

The movement had twirled the cloud of dust, and she could

see the perfect print of her high heeled sandal. A large

triangular impression with rounded corners from her sole

and a small round hole from her heel.

The grey color had vanished in the imprint of her sole.

The ground looked nearly white with a few darker spots.

The pattern of lines had vanished. The plant, or whatever

it was, seemed to be quite delicate.

But what if it would grow again? If this was the same spot

that she had seen last night, there should be the imprint

of her finger. She walked around the spot and looked for a

small white spot but there was nothing.

That meant that it was really growing fast. There were two

possibilities. One, that the plant grew fast enough to

recover from small damage within hours. The other was a

little more frightening: The plant was not killed and

withdrew into the ground when stepped on. This would make

it more difficult to defeat it if it was really alien.

She thought about the blue beam. If the plant was able to

survive being stepped on, and if it was created to conquer

a world, it would surely be protected against any

imaginable poison.

She should try to destroy it. But what if this plant

wasn´t anything alien? What if it was just as likely to

find a plant like this in the Sahara?

It didn´t matter. If it was alien it needed to be

destroyed. If it was Earthborn, then others would surely

exist.

Determined, she started to step on the plant. Slowly, she

moved around the plant. To be sure, she moved with small

steps.

Step down, lift the other foot, and move it an inch

forward to crush another piece of plant. Looking back, she

smiled. She left a double line of stitches from her heels.

Soon ,she had surrounded the strange lifeform. A small

strip had been cleaned.

With that, she started the next smaller circle.

 

Within minutes, everyone in Barber City was up. Seconds

later, the people knew that they were doomed.

There, southeast of their city, was an unbelievable being.

The fact that it looked so familiar made everything only

worse.

There she stood. A woman clad in jeans and a white blouse.

Her face was beautifully framed by a thick mane of hair.

The bright eyes looked towards the horizon.

The earthquake woke nearly everyone. The first shocks

promised the really big quake the scientists had warned

of. As they had fled their houses, they stood in the

streets. Most of them just in gowns or pajamas. Some of

them even barefoot. And right then, the quake had stopped.

 

Then the shouts had started. The people craned their heads

and looked up in disbelief.

Everone could see her. Her toes were large enough to tower

over every skyscraper in the city. The thin leather straps

that attached her titanic sandals to her barefeet were as

broad as an unbelievable twenty lane highway.

Defenseless, they stood in the streets as the giantess

suddenly looked down at their city.

A fearful gasp rose from the thousands while the giantess

scanned the ground. They ducked under the weight of her

gaze. Some of them fled to hide behind the skyscrapers or

in their houses. The remaining watched her face while she

was thinking.

Then suddenly, the giantess moved. A cry of fear from the

thousands rose into the sky but it was nothing against the

thunder of crushing and grinding as the giantess simply

put her right foot down onto the city. Hundreds of houses

were covered under the black sole and before anyone on the

ground could even lift an arm to ward off the impossible,

it was too late.

The sole pressed down with an unholy speed. At a length of

5 miles and 3 miles across, it covered nearly twelve

square miles of city.

There was no difference between 400 ft skyscrapers and 15

ft houses. The gathered strength of these human buildings

couldn´t put up a microsecond of resistance. The sole was

faster than the debris could´ve fallen. The houses and

skyscrapers didn´t collapse, they were simply crushed and

compressed, and finally flattened with the insignificant

carpet of humans and cars.

Then the weight started to rest on the ground. The soft

earth sunk quickly. The remains of human culture were more

and more flattened and compressed along with the ground

they had once covered.

Finally at a depth of 150 feet below the former surface,

the ground had been compressed enough to take the weight

of the giantess.

There was not the tenth of a second between the first

touch of a skyscraper and the end of everything as a

compacted mud under the sole of the giant sandal.

Then the shockwaves of this terrible impact spread through

the city. Houses collapsed, skyscrapers dropped debris

onto the mob of people in the streets. Windows simply

exploded, and when the silvery rain of glass reached the

ground, it left bloodcovered people collapsing onto the

tarmac. The woosh of air that had been pressed out under

the giant shoe rushed through the nearby streets. People

were blown away and smashed into housefronts and cars were

piled at intersections before a sandstorm rose and hid

everything under tons of dust.

An eerie quietness spread over the city, broken only by

the sudden crushing noises coming from deep under the city

where the ground still ached under the weight of the

giantess.

But before the clouds of dust settled, the remaining

people saw that she lifted her foot again.

The ones that survived could only hear the grinding and

sucking sound in the dustclouds, as the sole parted from

the crushed ground. Then all that was left was dragged

towards the center of destruction, as the air was sucked

back under her foot. Hundreds fell to their death as they

were blown into the deep footprint where they left tiny

red spots as their bodies splattered on the ground.

Then people looked up into the sky to see what the

giantess would do next. She was definitely thinking about

something, but of course, no one knew what.

They only knew that she had just crushed 50 000 people by

simply stepping on their city with one of her sandals.

They would learn very quickly, however, what the giantess

was going to do. Another two steps accounted for 10 000

people who ceased to exist in the subburbs each. She had

simply turned towads her left. When given a choice, most

people choose their right, and so did most of the people

on the ground below the giantess. Too bad that they were

quickly in the center of destruction. The giantess could

be seen moving slowly around the city. Her feet

alternately raised to a height of 10 miles to flatten the

ground under her stomps.

People that were streaming through the city had no chance.

With each step, the giantess placed her foot only one

toelength forward. Every square inch of the six mile wide

path she left behind, was at least stepped on twice by the

giantess. Nothing that was covered by her great soles

could withstand the pressure. Everything on the surface

was first flattened, and then crushed into the ground.

Subway tunnels and military bunkers collapsed as the

ground was compacted under her weight.

They died by the thousands. Each second had more then 10

000 people seeing the rapidly descending

black sole above them before their bodies squished under

her shoe. Twenty thousand more saw them as the giantess

came over them and stepped on them too fast for them to

bring up their arms and try to ward off the inevitable

SQUISH under the beautiful but careless girl.

Then, the people in front of her foot heard the deafening

boom of her step. They lost their footing and fell as the

ground heaved under the impact of her sandal. Then, they

watched as her foot sunk down hundreds of feet as she

compressed the ground. They looked at her toes with the

nice red nails and saw how the gigantic masses of toeflesh

spread to take her weight right before her other foot came

down some two miles aside and the rocking ground send them

tumbling over the tarmac. They could hear again the

powerful noise of her foot compacting the ground before

they realized that they were just about to be stepped on.

And again, there was no chance to lift arms or cry out in

fear as the sole came down and ...SQUISHCRUNCH.

Before any human being had moved more than 400 foot

without being flattened or knocked down by falling debris,

she had surrounded the city. Two especially mighty stomps

that caused all but twenty remaining skyscrapers to

dissolve into heaps of rubble ended the circle of death

around the city.

Then there was a horrible break as the giantess looked

down at the remaining parts of her target.

 

Jenny was pleased. She had stomped out the outer areas of

the plant. Now there was an area left that she compared to

the size of a tire. She looked at it for a moment, and

started stepping forward again. But then after about ten

steps she thought better about it. Why bother to step down

twenty or forty times?

A squeeze between thumb and forefinger, then a zip and a

drag. Smiling, she squatted down and stretched her arms

backwards to support her weight. Two seconds later, her

ass, covered by a black g-string, hovered above the

remaining part. Three seconds later, she sat down.

 

As the remaining citizens looked in horrible fear at the

two asscheeks that were parted by a black string of black

garment, they had just enough time to realize their fate.

As they looked at giant pubic hair and the outline of cunt

and asshole of a giantess, they cried in vain. Some simply

said 'Why?' while others shouted out 'Almighty god, what

was our sin?'. But most of them simply screamed their

lungs up their throat.

Then the ass came down and they were sat upon. Most of

them hadn´t time to appreciate being crushed and flattened

by this nice and warm ass instead of being stepped on by a

cold high heeled sandal.

Again , the ground was compressed, and this time it was a

perfect assprint that had enough detail to show every hair

on her ass and every stitch of the g-string.

Then the giant ass raised again. There were still small

parts of unflattened city. Two quick strikes of a one

woman sit-in took care of the problem.

 

Jenny wriggeled a little to be sure she had crushed

everything and rose to her feet. Looking around, she made

a decision. It was quite warm and as there was no one

around, she simply stepped out of her jeans. She nearly

fell because her left foot stuck in the leg as she had

left her white sandals on, but after a mighty struggle she

finally got out of it. Then she opened her blouse and

dropped it next to the jeans.

Now she was only clad in her nice black g-string and a

matching bra that consisted mostly of two very small

triangular pieces of cloth and spaghetti-straps. And, of

course, she was still wearing these white strappy sandals.

 

For a moment she looked at her 3 inch heels. The sand

would be heated by the sun and she was rather used to

walking in heels all day. This was surely better than

walking on burned soles.

Then she had to think about her next moves. She looked

back at her trails. The few steps that had taken her to

the strange plants came from the direction of sunrise. Why

divert from this course? It was also much more comfortable

to have the sun behind her, so she could better make out

things on the horizon. She started to walk westwards.

 

The people in Keeferville had watched the destruction of

the city. They had realized that the giantess had done

this on purpose. She had squashed the suburbs first to

keep the people inside the city. No one should escape as

she had finally sat down on them.

Then the giantess moved towards them. To the giantess,

Keeferville was only two steps away. The first step made

sure that everyone dropped helpless to the ground. Then

she made her second step.

Jenny simply raised her left foot and swung it forward.

Then she lowered the foot, heel first. The heel came down

and a tenth of a second later she settled her toes on the

ground before she lifted her right foot. Slowly, the heel

of her foot rose from her sandal before the sandalheel was

lifted from it´s imprint. Then there was a supporting

movement from her toes, and the mighty force of her foot

pushed her body forward before the sandal rose from the

ground and disappeared.

The foot appeared above Keeferville and came down without

mercy. Everything and everyone was crushed under her

weight as the town ceased to exist under the area of sole

that was covered by her big toe. The inconsiderate

giantess had had the pleasure to step down on it. It never

occured to her that intelligent life and the work of their

lives were flattened in the same instant. To her, this had

been a comfortable place to step on, and she had

thoughtlessly used them just for this purpose.

Jenny had moved westwards for just a minute as she

suddenly came across another grey spot. There was the same

plant again. This was finally some good news. The plant

seemed to grow here naturally. It wasn´t alien. But then

again: where was she? She knelt down in front of the gray

spot. This one had a little different color but was still

covered with this amazing pattern. She wanted to find out

what kind of a plant could look so strange.

Carefully she moved on all fours and finally lowered

herself so her chin came down at the edge of the spot.

After a moment her eyes focused.

Jenny gasped in shock. She closed her eyes. Then she had

to look again. Her eyes focused and she let out a sigh.

Thoughts ran through her mind. Her dream had never told

her about this. It was horrible and disgusting and even

great.

 

She had seen skyscrapers.

 

Yes, real small skyscrapers. The larger ones about the

size of a grain of rice. She had seen a city. A really big

city, with more than twenty of these miniscule

skyscrapers. And there on the ground was a pattern of

roads and avenues. She could see a highway. Her eyes

looked over the city. There were those cityblocks. Just

big enough to be seen and a colorful stream of what had to

be cars moving around between the blocks.

Suddenly, she looked at the world with different eyes. Now

she realized the thin clouds at a height of about five

inches. She saw the mountains that rose near to the city.

There was a highway to the next metropole and this thin

line had to be a power-line. And down there in the city,

there were thousands of people. And they were most surely

in panic and trying to flee from her.

With a feeling of guilt she looked at her elbows. She

estimated that each of her elbows had just destroyed an

area of fifty blocks. And there was her blouse. The weight

of her tits had buried several quarters under her cloth.

She could swear that there was at least a million of

people under her blouse. Then she corrected herself. There

had been some people and now she wouldn´t want to imagine

what was left of them.

Then she thought back. That million was nothing against

the grey spot she had met minutes ago. She had completely

finished a whole city. And she had been careful to keep

the people inside as she had surrounded them first. Again

she closed her eyes and she could see it. People running

for their lives and then the shadow of her foot. Her

weight must be beyond imagination. The houses and

skyscrapers collapsing from the quake of her tread. And

the others that were hit by her heel. The skyscrapers

crumbling under the sole of her sandal. The unstoppable

descent of her foot. The cars and people that were

flattened just as her sole touched them and compressed

them into the ground. The few that survived next to her

foot looking up at her sandal and the enormous toes. The

people flattened under her sandal - the survivors looking

fearfully at her gigantic foot - the people flattened

under her beautiful sandal - the survivors staring at her

towering toes - her beautiful sandal -the nicely painted

toenails - her soft barefoot...

She suddenly felt that she was pressing her crotch onto

the ground. It felt good and she was wet. From one moment

to another she felt excited. She sat up and her fingers

shivered as she opened her blouse. Then she dropped her

bra onto what she now recognized as the suburbs and she

watched carefully as she rose and placed her foot into a

highly populated residential area. The small clouds of

dust that appeared around her sole and high heel made her

smile, and she tightened her love muscles to enjoy the

feeling instantly.

Then she enjoyed the crumbling feeling under her foot as

she put weight onto the foot and raised. The sole and most

of all her heel sunk down into the soft city ground, and

then she felt the same sensations as she placed her other

foot onto the ground. Now, she could finally wriggle

herself out of her slip. Carelessly, she released the wet

cloth and it slipped down her legs until it literally

smashed into the city.

Smiling, she raised her right foot to step out of her

slip. With most delicate movements, her left foot did the

same. Again she was able to enjoy the feeling of little

things crumbling under her step.

Now everything was perfect. She was a superbabe nude and

in high heels.

Now it was time to take some careful steps of destruction.

The feeling of little things was just too sexy since she

knew what she did with her almighty feet. She didn´t need

to move her hand into her crotch - it was already there,

and the sensations from her clit raised with every

crushing step and made her juices flow.

As she felt a large underground structure being crushed

under her right foot, the feeling of lust and sexual power

over everything on Earth overwhelmed her. She dropped to

her knees and fingered her cunt furiously. Then she threw

herself forward to experience the joys of crushing with

her large sensitive breasts.

It was great. First her nipples brushed over a carpet of

exploding skyscrapers, and then the soft masses of her

tits came down with brutal force. She rolled her tits over

the city and simply smashed everything before she suddenly

pulled her finger out of her red hot cunt and moved a

little backwards. Feeling hundreds of little skyscrapers

being crushed by her most sensitive and lustful bodypart,

she came with a scream. For nearly a minute she kept

grinding her pussy onto the city. Each lustfully wet crush

found new areas that had some houses and people left to be

smeared over her labia.

Finally she stretched out and lowered her soul from the

heights of orgasm. But she would never ask anyone out for

a dance to drop him the next moment. Lazily, she rolled

her body over the remaining parts of the city to complete

her work. With that, she simply fell asleep.

 

Millions of miles away there was a small Spaceship. It

looked not at all like a flying saucer. It looked a little

bit like a hovercraft and was painted in a friendly white.

Somewhere inside the spaceship there was a stone, not much

larger than a human fist. And next to the stone that was

carefully supported by a thin wireframe, there was an

alien. Yes, a real alien. The alien lifeform was just

thinking about this small piece of rock. With this rock

they could learn so much about the life on Earth. And it

was so easy to use a whole town for their scientific work.

They didn´t even harm anyone on earth.

Yes, they had just shrunk the whole town several thousand

times and then they had cloned anything except the

lifeforms before they had enlarged the town again. Except

for the blue beam they could´ve seen nothing. And there

was no evidence of their experiment left...

70-Mile-Jenny Part II

 

Jenny had taken just a short nap. Then she opened her eyes

again and looked into the still young morning. She sat up

and looked at the ground. It was a fact that she was a

giantess now. A 70 mile tall fact but a boring one. What

should she do now?

She really had no idea. She thought about the things she

had done. She had always fingered her pussy in the morning

since she was 12. And today she had needed it like so many

days before. She felt alright with it.

Then there were the people. If she stood, she had no

chance to recognize them. The smallest things she could

spot from this height were some mid-sized trucks. Laying

on her stomach she had seen people as small dots with

traces of arms and legs.

With a sigh she looked at her ass. How many people would

be laying flattened under her warm flesh now?

They were too small and she couldn´t count them. And there

were so many of them. Everywhere she looked there were the

small speckles that used to be towns and villages the day

before.

She thought of ants. How many ants had there been in her

life? Stepped on unrecognized or uncared but always

unfelt. But they were even smaller than that. Their trucks

looked like ants. A car looked like a louse. And they

looked like... there wasn´t anything living she had known

to be comparably small!

But she knew they were people. She had to make a decision.

 

She could try to contact them. Perhaps they could find a

way to speak to her. The speakers of a stadium might do.

But what could she do to interact with them? They would

demand that she stopped crushing them. But how could she

avoid them as her feet covered acres of land? Would they

send her into a kind of reserve in the desert? She didn´t

want to spend her life on a desert the size of a carpet.

So there was the other possibillity. She could simply

ignore them. What could they do to stop her?

Stadium speakers would be loud enough to reach her ears at

ankle height. Their jets were no larger then those small

fruit-flies. And their ceiling would still be below her

crotch. Could she ignore the fact that they were humans?

Could she deal with them like flea pilots?

She thought back and forth. One moment she thought about

the mayhem that she must´ve caused with each step but then

she found out that she couldn´t imagine any details. After

all the city had mostly looked like a grey kind of moss on

the ground. She remembered how she loved to sit on the

mossy ground of a forest on a hot summer-day. It was warm

and soft and she had loved to lift her skirt so she could

touch it with her bare ass cheeks.

No! She had been distracted. She needed a decision. Again

she thought about the facts. One minute passed.

An unpleasant pressure below her belly finally made the

decision for her. Worried she looked around. The largest

mountains were topped by her sandal heels. There was

simply no place. It was just a great indifference where

she did it so she just lifted her ass and squatted on her

heels. A large farmhouse with hundreds of cattle around

disappeared under her grinding sandal as she spread her

thighs.

she placed her hands on her knees and looked down.

Thunderous rumblings were produced in her lower abdomen.

Then it happened. An unbelievable jetstream of morning

piss errupted between the upper third of her pussylips.

Two thousand feet across was the main stream as it rushed

through the air towards the towns and villages. The

smallest drops around the main eruption were each enough

to turn a stadium into a night bowl.

Half a second later, the piss crashed into the ground. The

large industrial complex was smashed to the ground by tons

of piss and then torn apart by the brute force of the

impact. The ground dissolved quickly. Just a second later,

mile sized rocks were driven out of the crater she had dug

with her piss. The torrent started to move across the

land, smashing nearby villages and forming a giant lake.

Like the Nile: a large river formed in the desert.

Shredded corpses and debris were dragged with it. Ten

seconds later, the pressure weakened and the jet of piss

ebbed away to some mountain-sized drops that bombed the

farms that had been avoided by her ass.

Jenny looked at the ground without much interest. Just

like pissing in the desert. A small puddle and a little

trace of water flowing from it. Careless, she used her

crotch-muscles. The force sent the resulting squirt of

piss thirty miles into the land before it flooded some

fields near a larger town.

Without even thinking about it, she aimed her next squirt

and pressed again. The very large squirt was a full hit.

The village was turned into a lake. Another four careless

squirts and she was relieved.

Looking to the puddle again, she sighed. The needs of her

body had made the decision. There was no place to hide for

her duties. There was no place that was suitable for that

much pee. If she had pissed into the ocean she would´ve

spoiled square miles of beach and pested the water for

weeks. On the land, she devastated towns and countless

people, along with animals and plants. The ground was

spoiled for years. Somehow, this allowed her to accept the

fact that everything she did killed life. She was helpless

about it. Her mom had never told her what to do if the

move of her smallest toe could crush out a town with some

thousand people inside. She ignored it.

She tried to produce another squirt, but her bladder was

emptied and only a drop fell down between her feet.

Quickly, she rose up and looked for her clothes. She made

two steps towards the bunch of cloth, grabbed it, and

walked away from her puddle.

Looking at the small mountains, she finally found

something suitable. It was only twelve or fifteen steps

away. She slowed down for the last steps. Carefully, she

placed her sandals on the ground. She had to avoid

stepping on the river or the nice lake in front of her

would be filled with the dirt. Unlike before, she didn´t

feel any sexual excitement as her sandals flattened town

after town while she tried not to damage the river.

Then she finally crushed a mountain under her left knee

and used some nearby farmland to support her hands. Now

she could lower her head and started to slurp the cool

water. A flock of sailboats got sucked in and down her

throat before a large steamer remained unnoticed as it was

flattened between her lips. Then with the next gulp it

followed the smaller boats into Jenny´s stomach.

After five gulps her thirst was stilled and the lake had

been nearly emptied. With that she rose and started to

think about the next problem.

She was feeling no hunger but she would need to eat soon.

She thought about it but found no answer. Finally she

realized that she just had to wait for her hunger. Maybe

she would die from starvation. Quickly, she put those

thoughts away.

She looked around. It was no later than breakfast and the

day started to get boring...

Jonathan had desperately tried to open the door of his

house. He was afraid of burglars so he kept the door

locked overnight. Now his house threatened to be a deadly

trap. He had heard it as his clock radio had started up

with a special news report instead of soft music. He

though about it as a bad joke until he suddenly felt the

tremors. He had jumped out of bed and tripped over the

carpet. The next quake, which he knew to be the tread of

the giantess, was forceful enough to drop some shelves

while he stumbled towards the door. But before he could

reach for the key, the next step made the house leap into

the air. He toppled over and was thrown against the door

while every piece of furniture skitted through the rooms.

Even before he could jump for the door knob to turn the

key, her next step thundered down and a large shadow

covered the entire city. One moment Jonathan feared being

buried by his collapsing house, but the walls just

developed some large cracks. The house couldn´t survive

the next step. Just then the door fell out. It had been

torn from its hinges. His weak legs pushed him out just as

the next step came down. The house collapsed behind him.

He dropped into the dirt and looked at the city. There

were only large heaps of rubble and debris left. People

cried from underneath while others started to dig for

them. He waited for the next step. Perhaps it would be

heavy enough to throw him around and kill him.

But somehow this step was much softer. He found time to

look up for the giantess.

Then he saw her. Gloriously nude except for those sandal

heels and with a perfect body to die for. Then he realized

how many citizens had already done so. He looked at those

toes poking out of the sandals.

It was unbelievable. There, about two miles from what had

been a city minutes ago, she had placed her feet. She had

stopped moving just before ending even the last hope of

survival with a final step on their ruined city.

And what terrific feet. He wasn´t good at estimating

heights but this one was easy. The soles of her sandals

had been crushed deep into the ground but there was still

a platform of two hundred feet in height upon which her

toes rested. The big toe was more than just overwhelming.

It was perhaps 3500 feet high and at least one and a

quarter mile across. The small toes were between one and

two miles long and the airfield sized toenails glistened

bright red.

He estimated the layer of nail varnish to be fifty foot

thick and the nail of her big toe was two hundred feet

thick. Her skinlines looked like roads to him and the

height of her sandal heels was beyond his imagination.

He looked up and up and up her perfect legs until his eyes

found a thick forest of black hair. And between the hairs

that had twice the diameter of a jumbojet´s fuselage he

saw her cunt. A four-mile long valley surrounded by pussy

lips like mountain walls. The folds of her inner lips

poked out of her and he suddenly felt insane as he

realized his erection. Quickly, he looked up at her smooth

tummy. A navel, large enough for a Michael Jackson concert

greeted him before his eyes jumped at her tits.

Tits, breasts, boobs, all these words couldn´t tell

anything about the masses of sweet flesh that rose from

her chest. The cool breeze had hardened her nipples and he

saw them rising a full mile above her mountaineous tits.

And the tits themselves? These boobs stood three and a

half miles from her chest. The slope was longer than four

miles. And now as the giantess moved, her breasts jiggled

and swayed revealing their unbelievable firmness. Jonathan

kept just watching her breasts. As the mighty ass of the

giantess thundered down and rocked the earth he fell down,

but he quickly raised up again to watch those giantess

breasts. More and more detail was visible. He was in a

state of daydreaming. The shouting people that were

fleeing around him went unrecognized. A severly injured

man dropped right next to him, unable to rise again before

a panicking woman speared his throat with her spike-heeled

shoe. But Jonathan kept watching and the giantess was

quick. No slower than any normal girl had lowered for a

nap, she leaned over. As she turned around and Jonathan

realized the titanic breasts becoming pendulous . But

before he could even look away the lower part of her right

breast reached him. For a moment he felt the warmth of her

tit and the arousing softness of titflesh before he

suddenly felt the crushing mass of her breast. Jonathan

was honored to be the first one to die. In a microsecond

he was crushed and smeared under Jenny's tit before her

boob rolled over the rest of the town and anyone else. The

ground was covered with a thin layer of gore before it

gave in under the enormous masses of titflesh. Then

Jenny's belly touched the ground and the craters her tits

had already crushed into the ground were deepened with the

force of her full weight coming down. She simply turned on

her back, crushing another three cities under her her body

and fell asleep.

 

The end of the villages and cities around Horbonton had

been all to visible for the inhabitants. The heavy tread

of the giantess, especially the concussions caused by her

high heels, had destroyed most of the houses. The old

chapel had remained along with three small bungalows.

Every other house had sooner or later collapsed. A long

trail of cars left the city. Some of the cars were heavy

damaged but they fled with the cars as long they could

keep them on the road. Many cars got stuck in cracks that

had opened in the road and soon the road was jammed. Some

of them returned to the cities and helped others trying to

get people out from under the debris that had been their

homes. Everyone who tried to help avoided looking at the

mountain of woman that slept next to their town. But many

others simply stared at the terrific ass that loomed over

everything while the sweet and heavy smell of female cum

was in the air.

They were granted twelve minutes for the desperate attemps

of rescue or to flee from the giantess. Then suddenly she

rose again. Luckily, her ass rolled to the other side or

Horbonton would´ve been instantly flattened.

The people panicked again. They tried to flee out of town

while the giantess watched the area. A man whose leg was

buried under his car wreck gave up his tries and watched

the titaness. She was definitely thinking about a problem.

Her face was a single question mark. The man watched in

fear as she looked at the ground near her ass. Her gaze

wandered over the ruins of Horbonton and passed along the

outline of her ass. She closed her eyes thinking. And the

man started tearing his leg again as he realized that

Horbonton would fit nicely under the tip of her index

finger. A quick tap and squish and his town would be done.

 

Then suddenly he saw the movement of her hands. With the

sound of two explosions her hands touched the ground and

supported her while she raised her ass. For a moment the

watching man craned his neck to look at the crushed crater

under her ass but then he looked at her face as she

finally squatted on her heels.

She was searching the horizon but then suddenly her thighs

opened. A terrific grinding noise along with the bursting

sounds of rocks that were crushed under her moving shoes

made him look at the sandal next to him. He could just see

that the Thorson farm folded up like cardboard and was

ground to dust by the black sole of her otherwise white

sandal. Then all of Thorson´s cattle was run over and he

saw with disgust as hundreds of bodies burst before being

crushed under her shoe. Then he looked at the giantess.

But before he found her face he suddenly realized her

opened crotch. The same instant he recognized that she

aimed her crotch at him and the rest of Horbonton.

Rumbling of thunder could be heard.

'She´s pissing!' his thoughts screamed and suddenly the

thundering and gushing jet of piss burst out of her

crotch. He cried in desperation as he saw the yellow

stream of piss crash down on the Bordot-Magnetics complex.

The houses and installations were smashed flat and torn

apart instantly. The smelly stream was tearing the ground

apart. Impossibly large rocks were washed into his

direction before the first tidal wave hit him. Suddenly

the car was washed away. He was free but the acidic

torrent dragged him away. Then he got lucky as the main

stream of piss was aimed elsewhere. The stream that had

caught him got less wild and he managed to climb the roof

of the chapel. But it was of no use as the chapel could

not withstand her piss. The whole building crumpled and he

suddenly found himself on a part of the roof that remained

afloat. He looked at the giantess. Helpless rage grabbed

him as he saw the giantess inconsiderately releasing this

deadly torrent. 'Slut!' he shouted but he couldn´t hear

his own words in the thundering and gushing sound of the

pissing giantess. He felt his eyes burning from her piss

and looked down into the yellow floods only to see smashed

bodies that had been hit by the full force of the direct

torrent. Then suddenly the stream ebbed away. With loud

splashes the last twenty drops came down into the sea. The

waves caused by them finally broke the roof apart and he

fell into the piss again.

Just at that moment a sudden shot of piss roared over him

like jetfighters. Turning around he saw the piss crashing

down near the last farmhouse that remained at the shore of

lake giantesspiss. Then suddenly another shot came. He

realized she had her fun with aiming as tons of piss

smashed the farmhouse into nothing.

He looked back at the giantess. Her face was careless,

even bored. Suddenly she squirted again. He saw that her

cunt was distorted by the force of the muscles that now

pumped her urine. Then suddenly he saw the squirt.

He closed his eyes and raised his arms to ward off the

load. But it was all useless. The ten-thousand-ton squirt

of giantess piss hit him. His body was smashed and

dissolved in the gushing inferno. Then the giantess

released a last drop of piss and rose.

 

Meanwhile there was finally someone doing something

against this gigantic threat. 55 Jets rose from a nearby

airbase. Fully armed with bombs, missiles and cruise

missiles they made their approach.

It was a disaster again. The giantess had just started

walking. Those that were near enough were splattered on a

quick moving shin before they could release their weapons.

The ones that were a little farther out got caught in the

air turbulence around her leg and crashedinto the ground.

The ones that were out too far were simply overtaken by

the striding giantess.

 

There was nothing worse than a bored Jenny. Although the

people who had known this had transformed into a thin

layer of hydrocarbonates and a little watervapor many of

the living started to fear a bored Jenny. Not that they

would´ve feared any bored girl as there were many things

that could be done about it. But this girl was something

different.

She was nude except for her white sandals and her proud

body stretched out in the sun. But the boys from the

body-studios were quiet for the first time. The number of

men who thought about wet games with Jenny was

considerably small. After all her pussy would´ve swallowed

a whole mountain range and it was doubtful if that could

please her.

Now everyone who had survived her gigantic feet looked up

at her. They realized the bored expression and started to

run just before the giantess looked at the ground between

her feet.

Those terrifying eyes looked down like two moons onto the

land. Her expression changed while she was obviously

thinking about the ground below her.

Panic spread again in several towns near her titanic

sandals. After the collapse of houses and the murderous

earthquake had stopped the exhausted people had calmed

down a little. Now the staring giantess caused new waves

of fear.

There had been thirty thousand cars in an area of fifty

square miles around Jenny´s position but now there where

only about one thousand Jeeps and one hundred 4WDs that

were trying to flee cross country. The fate of five

thousand car owners who had been stepped on was so much

better than that of the remaining thousands. They had been

killed in accidents or were still caught in their

car-wrecks suffering from heavy injuries. Most of the cars

were stuck on the jammed roads and the people started to

flee over the car roofs while others were trapped inside

their cars with their doors blocked.

Some people were even mad enough to climb the steep wall of

her soles or the high heel towers. They had realized the

only place that was safe from being stepped on was on the

giantess herself.

But then as the giantess bend her right knee they got

aware of another danger as she tilted her foot and raised

her heel.

Suddenly many of them lost their grip. The force and the

speed of this lazy movement was enough to smash some

people right on the wall of the sole while most of them

were sent flying through the air. Human bodies splattered

into fleeing people two miles in front of Jenny´s toes.

The few people that had climbed the sandalsole near its

tip lost their grip only to fall between her shoe and the

wall of her deep footprint. Before they could think about

the painful injuries caused by the impact they were

suddenly squished and smeared by a toe wriggle that caused

the sole to bend and shift a little forward.

On her left sandal people learned quickly what had

happened a mile aside. In panic many let go and splattered

around her footprint. Only a few started to climb down

slowly but before they could move more the five foot

towards the safety of the ground they heard another mighty

crunch from the depths of earth. The additional weight

that had just before rested on her right foot caused the

earth to give in some more. Before they could think any

further the foot sunk another two hundred feet into the

ground and they were cruelly smeared onto the edge of her

sole and the base of her heel.

Then as the giantess suddenly squatted down on her heels,

many of them were reminded of the things that had been on

TV. Helpless, they stared at her crotch, but this time the

heavy walls of flesh remained closed.

Instead they were still scanned from above. Only a few

realized that they were much too small to be recognized by

her. People fainted or dropped down dead as they realized

her gaze. The useless flight came to an end as everyone

froze under her eyes.

Then everyone was hurled through the air as another heavy

earthquake came upon them. Some miles away people saw the

giantess´ hand coming down out of the blue sky before they

were smashed flat. Thousands of eardrums tore into useless

shreds as Jenny spoke her commands.

'You are now to move into the area that I just prepared

for you. Everyone outside my handprint in thirty minutes

cannot be saved.'

The people needed no eardrums to understand her. Her voice

was powerful enough to hurt even deafened ears.

Now the fight started again. From all directions they fled

into her handprint. Discussions started about what she

would do next.

Jenny thought about the thirty minutes. That wasn´t much

time for them but to her this was an experiment. The only

thing she wanted was to collect a small mob of people. But

what should she do now. Until her handprint was filled

with some people she had nothing to do but feel bored

again.

Some steps away, she saw her jeans and the rest of her

clothes. It was really warm enough and more comfortable to

be naked. The sandals were made of thin straps so she

decided to enjoy the crunch under her shoes for the next

hours. She smiled and let out a sigh as she noticed the

bright color of the ground surrounding her shoes. The

displaced air had nicely cleaned the ground from any

trees, debris or cars. Once again she felt her cunt

constricting at the thought of her immense power. What

could withstand her? She raised her toes and watched as a

jetfighter exploded on one of her painted toenails.

Nonchalantly she used her index finger to wipe off the

little stain. There wasn´t even the slightest scratch in

the bright colored paint. She was the ultimate power on

earth.

In the two minutes that had passed there were already some

dots moving in her handprint. She wanted to solve one of

her problems.

With anything else crushed flat there were only those puny

humans on the ground. It would be just too easy to suck

them into her mouth and swallow them. She needed to know

if she was hungry. Strangely she didn´t feel hungry or

weak at all. Usually she had to eat something before ten

or her hunger would turn into a headache. But this time

she felt healthy and strong. So she would eat some of them

to solve two problems:

She had to know if she was just too excited to feel her

hunger, and if she was hungry, she would need to know if

she could eat enough humans to still her hunger. Of course

a handful of them wasn´t enough, but if she was hungry,

she would feel it after some small bits of flesh.

Suddenly she gasped. She had nearly forgotten to tell

them.

'Hey! No cars in my handprint. Leave that tinfoil outside

or I´ll squash it into the ground along with you puny

insects!'

Seconds later she saw the resulting movement and smiled.

But she would need some pastime until they had gathered.

'Don´t you dare flee. I´m just back when those 30 minutes

are over!' she said as she raised. Then the tremors of her

stiletto steps devastated the surrounding towns.

Jenny looked for entertainment. The spot of that big city

over there would be just the right place to go. With 14

terrific and reckless strides she walked towards the city.

Then she made three slow and careful steps, still not

caring what got stepped on, but trying to prevent too much

destruction in the city itself.

She spasmed her cunt muscles as she saw the first

skyscraper crumpling into a heap of debris just from a

slight touch of her big toe. Then the ground compressed

under her weight and she watched as other skyscrapers

collapse on the shifting ground.

Finally, the additional grinding motions of her feet while

she squatted down destroyed enough buildings to drive the

wetness into her lovetunnel.

Playfully, she reached out with her right hand and crushed

a whole block under the tip of her index finger. One of

the larger skyscrapers caught her eye. It looked just like

a small crystal. Carefully, she used her thumb and index

finger trying to lift it.

But before she even tried to use the slightest amount of

power to yank the building from its foundation it crumpled

and was flattened unfelt between her fingertips.

But she wanted to get a skyscraper. The next suitable

building stood among three other large skyscrapers but she

gave a damn as her fingernails crushed the other buildings

with terrifying ease.

This time she started differently. Again the building was

just between thump and index finger but suddenly her long

fingernails lowered to the ground. A fifty foot layer of

red acryl-paint flattened numbers of blocks on two sides

of the building. Then she brought her fingernails

together. The edge of each nail was a 200 ft wall that

moved effortlessly through hundreds of buildings before

Jenny finally crushed off the base of her target as her

fingernails met each other.

For a second, the skyscraper stood on the uneven edges of

her fingernails. Then suddenly, some of the debris that

had been the lower five storeys fell down into the gap

between the red walls and another second later, the

skyscraper lost its balance.

Jenny was fascinated as the skyscraper fell onto the

underside of her fingernail. It was just like a movie

slomo. Jenny was too gigantic to see the windows explode

into millions of sparkling splinters. But unlike most

other buildings this lucky skyscraper was strong enough to

survive the fall. As the building came to a rest on its

side there was a rain of furniture and occasional people

that poured out of the windows. Then Jenny's voice made

everything dance on the backside of her fingernail.

'Wow!' she thundered 'A whole skyscraper just on the tip

of my index finger.'

And with that she just raised her finger towards her eyes.

 

An impossible storm cleaned her nail from furniture and

corpse. Many survivors were dragged out of the skyscrapers

skeleton and blown away to fall to their death. Then her

finger raised into the stratosphere. The last few

survivors hiding inside the skyscraper simply exploded in

a lack of air pressure.

Then the movement slowed down and Jenny held her finger

just two miles from her left eye. She was fascinated how

tiny this structure was. She smiled as she saw more and

more debris crumple out of the structure and she moved her

finger to watch every side of her little skyscraper. But

then she made a small movement that made her fingernail

point up slightly. The badly broken structure slid down

until it hit the skin of her fingertip. Jenny, who had

placed her thump againts the tip of her index finger to

prevent it from shaking, wanted to stop the movent but all

she managed was to press her thumb and index finger even

harder.

A little puzzled, she watched her fingertip bulge out from

the pressure. The building was stuck and her indescribable

force simply flattened it between her fingernail and her

skin. Without another thought she turned her index finger

upside down. A little drag from her thumb pulled the skin

away from the nail and the remains fell out like so many

dirt before.

Jenny looked at the ground. There was the small spot of

that city and it was covered with her footprints and

scratches she had made with her nails. Small clouds of

black smoke told her the scratches were burning. Her

footprints didn´t, maybe because everything flamable was

crushed. In a distance, she saw her jeans and the rest of

her clothes. It was ridiculous, but the button of her

jeans was enough to bury a town beneath it. What had

people thought of before their life had ended under the

unspeakable weight of a bra?

This was mad and she started to realize it. All she had

done in the last few hours was mass murder without a

single word, worse without any thoughts. How could she do

this?

Her feet started to hurt from her squatting position.

Still thinking of the useless destruction she had caused,

she used her hands for support and sat on her nude ass.

She was in deep thought and had forgotten the world around

her. But the world around her didn´t care much about this.

It was the world beneath her ass that cared. But only half

a second later there was nothing left that could care.

Jenny realized what she felt for them. She had always

hated society and the way of life around her. Since she

could think, she had asked herself how people could forget

to care about those that needed help. About old people,

about the homeless, about fathers without a job, about

fathers that could have a job but choose to get drunk

instead. These people called themselves Humanity and they

told their children that it was human to be nice and help

and care. And then they got back to work and fired the

next bimbo with four children and his wife in hospital.

Then her feelings changed again. She wasn´t any better

now. She had killed millions. And she had been reckless.

There was the smoking city. Most buildings lay in rubble

simply because she had liked to step down in the city. She

realized that those who had been flattened under her feet

had been lucky. It was nothing against the thousands down

there who saw her and feared her. Who lay buried under the

rubble or searched her footprints for the remains of their

loved ones. She had no more care for them as for some

microbes.

 

'In fact,' she realized, 'they are no larger than microbes

to me. No one ever told me to care about the microbes

around me. They won´t even realize that they might´ve been

squashing microbes all their life. At least I realized.'

She realized that this was the law of nature. The strong

survive. She had to place her body somewhere, she couldn´t

dissolve into thin air. Had one of them ever asked if he

could step on an ant? NO! They walked through ant roads

without a thought. Worse yet, they erased whole forests

with hundreds of ant hills for a parking lot. So how

should she care? Why should she ask? All she had done was

what everyone did. No one would stop a child from

examining a piece of dirt as long as it wouldn´t eat it.

And no one ever cared of things that were smaller than a

dustcrumb.

She had to step somwhere. She had to sit somwhere. She had

to lay down somewhere. She had to piss somewhere and soon

she would have to shit somewhere.

'No!' she cried out. All she had thought was right but

there was one thing about it that made it all wrong. She

had enjoyed! She had felt lust about it! All those people

she had smeared into her pussy. If they had died in a

loveplay of giants she wouldn´t have though about it. But

these people hadn´t died for the mating of giants. They

had died for the lust of a cruel giantess.

A tear fell from her eye. Down in the city, people swore

and howled as it came over them. The tear flooded several

blocks and drowned the hundreds that lay helpless in the

streets or were buried.

Jenny´s eyes widened. She had caused more destruction. And

she realized that she had sat down. She realized another

million people were flattened under her ass.

She jumped to her feet and ran back towards the desert. It

was disastrous! Like the end of the world. Her sandal

heels thundered into the earth and sunk completely into

the ground. The earth shook and for hundreds of miles the

buildings collapsed.Tears fell like bombs and drowned some

of the survivors before magma erupted from her heelprints.

Half a minute later, the desert was flattened under the

titanic body of the giantess Jenny.

 

It was dark now. Jenny had cried for hours and finally she

fell asleep. Shortly after midnight, she woke up from a

bad dream. She looked up into the sky. Only the stars had

remained of the world she had once know. Now everything

else was lost. This wasn´t a fairytale with three wishes.

It wasn´t a big movie with someone shouting 'CUT! We will

rewrite the script.' No, she was this size and she

realized that she would remain this size.

She couldn´t imagine that they would have the means to

speak to her. Everything she could think of was just too

tiny. And she knew that they could never be brave enough

to do it. Not after the city she had smeared into her

pussy.

Jenny closed her eyes and realized her only way. What so

many of those puny idiots had talked about. What so many

had tried to do because they wanted to be realized. She

would do it because it was the only way to save them. She

wanted to die.

 

Days passed. most of the time Jenny was asleep. From time

to time she turned around because her body was hurting

from the hard ground. But she couldn´t explain what

happened. She had felt no thirst until now. She wasn´t

hungry. Only the sun was giving her a nice tan. Her

clothes lay far away. Far not because it was a five minute

walk but because it was a five million casualities way.

She didn´t care anyway. Still, she wore her sandals. She

didn´t care and as long as she didn´t walk in them her

feet were relaxed and didn´t hurt.

Jenny started to think again. What should she do? There

was nothing she could use to kill herself. She knew the

ocean to be about 8 miles deep at some place but that

wouldn´t be deep enough to drown herself. And she knew

anyway that she couldn´t force herself to do this. She

could just wait.

 

Two days after this she saw hope. An airplane had been

brave enough to climb into the sky and fly over her belly.

Then it dropped something onto her chest.

'Yes!' she thought,' an A bomb. Finally!' But as she

sighed she saw that her breath caught the poor plane and

it smashed down next to her bellybutton.

Then she saw the explosion. Tears rolled down her eyes.

She couldn´t even feel the heat. The pressure wave

couldn´t even move her hair. The wall of flame hit her

open eyes but it did no damage. No pain. No death. Just

another crew dead.

Jennys tears rolled down her face. Small salt lakes formed

in the desert at both sides of her face. She realized what

she was. She was an undefeatable monster. Nothing on earth

could kill her. She should´ve known before. Who could

survive the lack of air in seventy miles height? No human

being. But she had survived. She hadn´t even realized.

The next day Jenny had to make a decision. As long as she

had been waiting for death she had known to lay on the

ground. She would´ve payed with her life. But now she

didn´t know why to stay here. She knew she would become

mad if she would stay. She would´ve given her life for the

sake of her soul. But she wouldn´t give her soul.

Slowly she raised. She couldn´t know if she would die by

age or never. She couldn´t leave so she had to live here

and she didn´t want her life to be boring.

She stood at her full height and looked down. There were

her glistening toenails in those sweet sandals. She

realized her power. Nothing could stop her. Her feet would

reign the earth. The thought of cities crumbling under her

feet made her feel the wetness. Maybe there would never be

a male giant. So her lust belonged to herself. And after

so many days her lust had to be pleased.

As she strode out of the desert she looked at the ground.

A small town of dustcovered houses was one step in front

of her. There was a last attempt of a good angel that

asked her to stop. But as she flattened the town under her

sandal she felt comfortable by declaring that anything

that tiny wasn´t worth another thought.

 

Then there it was. Sparkling brightly in the sunlight she

saw the tiny big city under her. Carefully she squatted

down and finally sat down with her ass crushing miles of

suburbian civilization. Her cunt was getting wet and for a

short moment she thought about what she should do next.

Then she lowered her hand onto the city. Carefully she

tore a skyscraper from the ground. Then she thought of one

of those formerly disgusting porns and moaned at them.

'Oooh guys, come on. My twat needs to befilled. Pleeease

use your big pricks inside of me.'

And with that she spread her pussy and dropped the

building inside. 'Uuuh...that feels sooo gooood... but I

want more....Yess!' while she spoke she dropped another

skyscraper between the wet walls of her cunt.

For the next five minutes the city was shaken under her

thundering moans while skyscraper after skyscraper was

plucked from the ground and dropped into her love tunnel.

But it was never enough. Finally, she used the undersides

of her nails to scratch the smallest houses from the

ground, and while the stronger structures of the

skyscrapers slowly sunk into her fragrant pussy juices,

the weak structures of former houses rained into her pussy

as rubble. Then she stopped plucking buildings. Carefully,

she bent forward and watched the pink flesh of her pussy.

They were hard to see but she recognized them. Everywhere

on her wet flesh were the tiny dots. And they moved in a

futile attempt to get out of her lustfull slime.

Then suddenly she realized it. 'Yess! I can feel you now.

Yeeess! Make love to me. Please, harder! Uuuuuuuh...'

It was a surprising sensation she felt. The futile

attempts of people facing death were strong enough to be

felt through her still massive vaginal skin. Uncaring of

the people on her clit, she rubbed her cherry with her

free index finger. That was more than enough.

'OOooh! I love you, people. Yess, fuck me, people! Uuuh

thank you and bye...oooohhyeeah!'

It was the end. She removed her left hand and her pussy

closed around everything. A last stroke and she removed

her index finger. Her cunt spasmed - orgasm!

With a single twitch of her muscular cunt she did it. The

ones that hadn´t been sqashed between her closing pussy

lips were suddenly pulped by the force of Jenny's orgasm.

Skyscrapers were flattened before the crushed bodies

mingled with her juices that gushed from deep inside. For

a second, there were some survivors between some folds of

her labia but as Jenny released her muscles, they were

helplessly sucked into her cunt as the juices filled the

empty space. Then they had the honor to die under the

pressure of her second lustful clenching. Like a

supergigantic car crusher, her dilating and spasming cunt

crushed everything into a grey mass that finally slid out

of her pussy with a flood of juice.

'Thank you, unknown town, I gotta move on. Today I need

another peak of lust.'

 

Norbert was desperately trying to stay afloat. He tried to

get a hold on something he found. It was too dark to

realize what he was holding. It was impossible to swim in

the flood. Then he heard the splashing and crashing again.

He filled his lungs with a least breath of damp, fragrant

fog and as he felt the wave coming he cried out in sheer

terror. Then he was buried under tons of hot slime.

'Aaaaah!' thundered Jenny as she felt another drop of hot

honey leaving her pussy. Down under her big body and

between her heavy knees, she saw the city. Everything had

already been covered with her pussy juices and now she

lowered her pussy for the big one. Her left index finger

rubbed furiously over her clit, and then she quickly

removed her finger and collapsed. She shouted her orgasm

as she felt thousands of buildings crumple under her

swollen pussy lips and she dragged her clit through blocks

of skyscrapers and crushed and flattened anything under

her.

Half an hour later, she lay on her back, gently caressing

her body. She couldn´t die. She couldn´t even hurt herself

physically. So all she could do was have fun. But she had

to be careful. One city a day should be enough because

there wouldn´t be much fun without them - her small living

toys that she had once called humans...