The Rise of JennaStory by KilerJune 17, 1999Thanks alot to pjohn, thiele, and deekaywon for helping me findthese stories.
PrologueThe earliest experiments with "scientific giantism"had failed. The effect was discoveredby accident, as with most great scientific breakthroughs. Fewremember what the originalpurpose of the experimentation was, though rumors abound. Some saythey had been trying todevelop a "super food" serum, some kind of save the worldthing. Others say they were trying todevelop a stickier Teflon, and mixed the wrong chemicals. The restare too ridiculous to believe.
Whatever they were trying to do, however, literally blew up intheir faces. Whenever theresulting serum came into contact with organic material, anendothermic reaction ensued thatdrew all thermal (and nearly all light) energy from a 100 footradius. The energy was thenconverted in the organic material, and caused a massive molecularduplication. The material, be ita fruit, vegetable, or even an animal would seem to growproportionally.
Growth percentage, of course, depended on the amount of serumdelivered, but alwaysended in disaster. Vegetable matter would wilt and spoil at anincredible rate, leaving behind adisease-ridden sludge that had to be disposed of using hazardouswaste procedures. Animalswould become uncontrollable, and wreak havoc until they could bebrought down. Thengovernment officials were left with the grisly task of deciding howto dispose of the immense deadanimal carcasses.
No one had ever considered using the serum on a human, and thegovernment locked up whatremained of the serum in what should have been a safe place until...
Chapter One, The Beginning of the End"C'mon you guys, hurry up! We have to stick to theschedule or this whole operation isgoing to fail. Now move it!"Sy was the leader of the gang that helped bring about the end ofcivilization as we know it.
He had a long history of run-ins with the law. Born an orphan,parents killed in a car crash whiletrying to bring him into this world, he'd been bounced from onefoster home to another. In andout of Juvenile Hall until he was eighteen, he grew up streetwise andas tough as they come. Hiscompatriots in crime on this case all had similar stories, save one.
Sy's girlfriend, Jenna.
Jenna grew up in a white collar, suburban world, but quickly gotbored with the uttermonotony of that life. Head of Her high school cheerleading squad,homecoming queen, she'dhad it all. Two weeks after graduating high school, She got in theDodge Neon Her parents hadbought Her as a graduation present, and sped off toward the greatunknown, without a word toanyone. She had ended up in Utah, of all places. Out of money andforced to work the streets forfood and shelter, She was on Her way to becoming another teenagestatistic. Then she'd hookedup with Sy. He was everything She was looking for, exciting,adventurous, spontaneous,dangerous. He found She had talents he could appreciate as well.
She was accepted into thegang, being good with a lock, and small enough to fit through tightplaces.
The caper tonight was different than previous ones they hadpulled. They had beencontracted by a man none of them ever met in person, but who knew alot about them. They hadbeen partly bribed, partly blackmailed into doing this job, and thescript had been well-laid out forthem. Their instructions were specific: Stick to the time schedule.
This building they had brokeninto was some kind of secret maximum security government building,Lord knew what all therooms held. One room, deep in the building, was their goal.
"We made it. O.K. Jenna, do your thing," whisperedSy, nervously.
Jenna brought out the high-tech electronic lock picking gadgetprovided by theiremployer. "Here goes nothing," She muttered under Herbreath. In a flash, the door opened.
Jenna stepped inside, and then all hell broke loose. Alarms began tosound, and the door slammedshut. Sy yelled, and beat on the door while the others beat feet forstreet level.
"You traitors!" Sy screamed after his quicklydeparting gang. "Don't you worry baby, I'llget you out of there," he called through the door. "Standback."As Jenna backed away from the door, fearing what Sy wasplanning, She bumped a buttonon the vat which filled the room behind her. The button was marked"Dump." Immediately, avalve opened, and the vat began to empty into the room. Fumes fromthe spewing liquid quicklyput Jenna into a deep sleep, and She fell backward into the growingpool. The reaction began.
Sy never knew what hit him. One moment he was fixing theemergency C4 he kept in hisbag to the door, the next he was little shards of ice shattered allover the frozen floor. Thereaction had rendered the temperature of this floor and several aboveto -272 degrees Celsius, justabove absolute zero. Seconds later, the building shattered aroundJenna, the sole survivor of thebuilding, protected by the reaction. Her growth began, slowly atfirst, but quickly accelerating.
She had been wearing a bodysuit, made of a Lycra/cotton blend.
It did not grow with her,rather it stretched and stretched, attempting to accommodate Her everexpanding form, until ithad reached its limit, shredding in several spots. Her wireless braand panties, however, were100% cotton, and grew at Her same rate.
Jenna began Her growth in the lowest sub basement of thebuilding, 25 stories down. Shequickly filled that space, and grew until She reached street level.
Receiving fresh air for the firsttime, She awoke to a scene which made no sense. Everything seemed tobe shrinking, yet Shedidn't seem to be as high above it as She should. She also felt acold, strong downward breezespinning around Her body. Looking down, She saw the rubble filledpit She occupied, andclimbed out.
People on the street had been startled by the crackling, thenloud shattering noises comingfrom the vicinity of the government building. It sounded like theworld's biggest window had justbeen broken to teeny pieces. Those in earshot, but not in sight ofthe building came running.
That is, until Jenna appeared from the remains. That stopped themcold. At three hundred feetand still growing, She was a marvelous, enormous beauty. Largebreasts, wide hips, generouslips, not pretty enough to be a model, but definitely desirable.
Except, that is, for being now 100times the size of any other human. When She began to climb out ofthe cavity in which Shestood, most sensible people fled for their lives.
Standing on the street now, Jenna tried to rise to Her fullheight of 700 feet plus.
Unfortunately, the pavement could not withstand Her weight and beganto buckle toward thecrater behind her. Losing Her balance and waving Her arms, Shetilted to the side and felllengthwise onto the street. It was not a busy street at this hour,but the slower pedestrians, manyparked cars, and a city bus were crushed beneath Her bulk. Startled,but not hurt, Jenna laughedat the destruction She caused. Electricity had been knocked out forblocks, windows had blownout, and every car alarm in the city went off at once. Jenna alsofound She was stuck, Her leftarm having gone through the street. Cities weren't made for 1000foot tall people to roam theirstreets.
Still growing, Jenna's arm broke away the street which had Herpinned, and She pulledherself free. Moving carefully now, and trying to avoid steppingwith too much force (difficult ifyou're 1100 feet tall!), She stood and peered around, admiring theview.
"A GIRL COULD GET USED TO THIS," She said, notrealizing how Her voice wouldring throughout the building created valleys of the city. "I'MSEEING ALL KINDS OFPOSSIBILITIES. THIS IS GOING TO BE A LOT OF FUN."Chapter Two, Jenna's Stroll Through TownJenna meandered down the main street, bending down to playfullyslap at buildings as Shepassed. Passing 1200 feet, She was taller than every building nearher, and She realized thatmaybe Salt Lake City wasn't the coolest place to be a giantess.
She'd get all the fun out of thiscity first, then head for the coast. Yeah, California would be greatfun, She thought. She beganpicking up people still on the street to examine them more closely,then had a wicked thought.
She's discovered as a young girl that She could curl Her tongue.
She'd enjoyed eatingpopsicles, and curling Her tongue around their cool cylindricalsurfaces. Later, She found thetalent extremely helpful when performing fellatio. Now, a differentpossibility presented itself.
She plucked up a man on the sidewalk nearby, who was frozen in fear(or perhaps lust, it washard to tell from Her lofted position). Holding him before Her face,She slowly opened Hermouth and placed him lengthwise on Her tongue. She heard a smallsqueaking sound, probablyhe was trying to scream. Quickly, She wrapped him up in Her tongue,and rolled him back andforth. It was wonderful. The taste of him, the feeling of power.
She squeezed, and he split like arotten banana. Tipping Her head back, his broken body slid down Herthroat. Delicious, Shethought, and She would have more.
When the police finally caught up to her, as She figured theywould, She pretended not tonotice them. Foolishly, a road block was set up before her, and Shegiggled to herself.
Officer Smith couldn't believe what he was seeing. Peoplecouldn't possibly grow to thatsize. Secretly, though, it was the fulfillment of a dream he'd hadsince the age of twelve. He'dwatched all the movies and TV shows about giant women or shrunken menhe could, until he'dfound the nation of GTS worshipers and goddesses on the Internet. Ithad been an obsession forhim, but none of it had prepared him for the real experience, nor hadhe ever believed this couldhappen. Until now.
Jenna slowly sidled up to the road block, expecting gunfire atany moment. She couldalmost hear the police seargent with the megaphone saying somethingto hear, probably "Halt," or"We've got you surrounded," something silly andmeaningless, like a beetle giving an elephantorders, but She couldn't quite make out the words. The sound of Herown heart beating inexcitement drowned out all else. As She reached the road block, Shesuddenly stopped. Herarms went up, and felt around, as if feeling a wall before her.
Looking down at the terrified, but bemused police, She said,"OH MY, YOUR ROADBLOCK CERTAINLY IS EFFECTIVE. I CAN'T PASS THROUGH. I GUESS I'LLHAVETO GO AROUND." With that, She turned and stepped off the streetand right onto a row ofapartment buildings. The crumbling concrete, wood, and steel feltgood to crush beneath Herfeet. She was certain that the people inside were dying horribly,screaming at the top of their littlelungs. But then they shouldn't have been in Her way. This is whatit meant to be a true goddess,and She would have more.
"Open fire!" ordered the seargent, and the pitifulcompliment emptied their armament intothe swiftly departing target. But to Jenna, the bullets were no morethan pieces of blown sand,not able to even penetrate Her incredibly thick skin. A flash ofreflected light caught Her eye andbrought Her attention to the city airport. That looked like greatfun, or at least a reasonabledistraction. Her growth seemed to have leveled off, now at about1700 feet, but She hardlynoticed, so great was Her excitement.
A few steps was all it took, and She was there. It hadn't beenvery long since Herrampage began, and the airport hadn't had time to enact emergencyprocedures. Come to think ofit, what would be the procedure to follow, in case of giantessattack?Several planes cluttered all departing runways. Jenna walkedright through the terminal asif it were paper, Her eyes locked on all the pretty airplanes. Shebumped the tower as She passed,and the air traffic controllers leapt out the windows as it fell,plunging to their deaths anyway.
Security guards on the tarmac opened fire on Her, again to no effect.
One caught Her eye,however, and She raised Her foot to stomp him into oblivion.
Another, dirtier thought came toHer, however. Gently, She picked him up so as not to crush hisrelatively tiny body. Then,pulling the front of Her panties out, She dropped him inside. Hetumbled toward the treasureevery guy in Her high school had coveted, not realizing the honor hewas about to receive. Witha few, perhaps unlady like (but not ungoddesslike, as She makes Herown rules of etiquette)adjustments, She continued on Her way.
Snugly against the biggest, wettest cunt anyone had ever beheld,the guard struggled forhis life. Jenna's vaginal lips responded to his struggling, andopened like a flower. Furtherstruggles only pushed him deeper inside. A breathy sigh escaped fromJenna's other lips, and Shereached down idly to grab the nearest airplane. Suddenly, Her littlepassenger hit Her mostsensitive spot, and the shock and pleasure of it caused Her to crushthe airplane with both hands.
Having been newly fueled, the plane exploded into a fireball hugeenough to engulf Jenna.
Chapter Three, You're a Big Girl NowThe scene: a small park in the suburbs on the east side of thecity.
Children laughed happily. Parents watched them from a distance,discussing the "obvious"radio play, ala Orson Welles which had been playing on the radio.
Giant women indeed. And thesubject matter - hardly appropriate. The FCC would receive severalcalls that evening. It wasstrangely coincidental that the small earthquake (unusual for Utah)which had corresponded withthe timing of the radio play. Suddenly, an explosion was heard fromthe far side of the city. Thepeople in the park stood and stared in alarm as a huge fireball wasseen to rise from the vicinity ofthe airport. A plane crash? Hopefully not. The city's airport hadan exemplary safety record, yeteveryone knew how quickly that could disappear under the magnifyingglass of national scrutiny.
Strange that no sirens could be heard. Then the ground rumbled anew,this quake more powerfulthan the last. The children cried out in fear, but before theparents could rush to them forcomfort, their jaws dropped at the sight of a giant, no bigger thanthat, larger than enormous headand shoulders of a human woman rising above the city skyline. Thiscouldn't be real. Peoplecouldn't possibly be this big. Disbelief rooted the onlookers totheir respective spots, unable totear themselves away from the unfolding scene...
There was no time to react, the effect was instantaneous. Onemoment Jenna wassurrounded by fire, the next, ice. Her body had absorbed all theenergy of the explosion, and thistime She was awake and aware of the feeling of power. She grew. Andgrew. And grew. It washard for Her to say how tall She grew, humans lose all frame ofreference at a few hundred feet.
Her best estimate was that She was now several miles tall, and Shewas right. She was nakednow, Her underclothing had not survived the initial heat of the fire.
But that was just fine, She nolonger needed clothes. Let them look on Her if they dare, it wouldbe their final peep show.
The airport was no more, the ball of one foot occupied itsformer space. As She grew, theother airplanes were crushed and exploded, adding fuel to Her growth.
Now She knew thesecret. Now, She realized, there could be no limit to how big Shecould become, and She wouldsay when enough was enough.
Looking around, She saw the whole of the city, lain out like amap without words. Shewanted to know what it would feel like to crush all of it at once.
And so, turning Her back on thecity, She bent and leaned backward onto Her hands. SupportingHerself this way, She positionedHerself over the city, until the shadow of Her massive, magnificentlytanned and toned assblanketed the city. Then, slowly, She sat, anticipating the impact.
She wondered what theinhabitants of the city thought, as they looked up and saw their doom.
The airport security guard, forgotten by Jenna, had gottenhimself turned around in herpussy, and poked his head out. He was horrified to find himselffalling toward the city, andrealized what was about to happen. Quickly extracting himself, hefell, though not as far asexpected. Without time to ponder why, he ran from the impendingdanger, along the length of thegoddess's spread legs. Out of danger now (or so he thought), heturned and looked just in timeto see Jenna's ass meet downtown. The ground shook, buildingscrumbled. It was as ifArmageddon had come. Her voice rang out across the miles as Shemoaned in pleasure,drowning out the horrified screams of hundreds of thousands. Herlegs bent at the knees,scraping huge gouges out of the earth. Up She raised, and began topleasure Herself, quicklycoming to climax again, and again it seemed. The guard could notkeep his feet, the groundshook and heaved violently. And then it was over. She collapsedonto Her back, crushing whatlittle of the city's outskirts She had missed, and fell into a deepsleep. It would be days before the dust settled from this mostunnatural of disasters. Militaryreconnaissance planes flying high overhead could only see the body ofthe goddess above thecloud of debris, the wreckage of the city lay beneath Her and thecloud.
Blind from the cloud which covered the city, the guard stumbledthis way and that, untilhe came across a wall which had not fallen during the mayhem causedby the giantess's sexualforay with the ruined city. Looking up, he could see that the wallwas built of the smallest brickshe had ever seen. In fact, the building itself was like 1/30 scale,with tiny windows and doors.
Peering into one of the windows, he saw that this building had notescaped all harm, from thefallen interior walls and ceilings. Looking in one particular room,though, the guard could makeout a mass of small creatures, huddled in a corner. He tapped on thewindow lightly, and one ofthe creatures turned toward him. It was human. But that wasimpossible! That would mean...itwould mean that he had grown too! He'd have to be 180 feet tall, atleast.
"Noooooo!" he cried, and punched the wall before himin frustration. This was more thanthe battered building could stand, and it crumbled as the guardstumbled tearily away.
Meanwhile, Jenna awoke from Her brief nap invigorated. Sittingup, She admired Herdemolition job. She wondered momentarily what the government wasplanning against Her. Shewasn't sure, but She hoped it involved explosions. That would makefor a nice surprise.
Standing now, She stretched and opened Her mouth wide to yawn. Witha choke, She bentforward and coughed. Something had gone down Her throat! Suddenly,She realized what musthave happened. She remembered hearing jets fly over during Hertirade. One must have beenflying over as She stood and yawned, not able to turn away quicklyenough. Some military force!She could defeat them without even trying. She would defeat themall, and rule this world as Shesaw fit. They would all bow to Her, entertain Her, work for Her, andeven die for Her. The newworld order had begun.
Chapter Four, What Is That Thing?Jenna knew what Her next target would be. When She was 12, Herparents had draggedHer and Her younger brother to Las Vegas for a family vacation.'Jenna spent the entire twoweeks babysitting Her brother, while Her parents had the time oftheir lives. She had oftendreamed of bombing the city while running up Her parents' roomservice bill, but now She had aneven better idea.
She turned south, and followed I-15. Each step brought Her fivemiles closer to Her goal,and shockwaves emanated from Her feet like ripples on a pond, tearingup land and road twomiles away. If Jenna noticed this, She gave no sign. Already Shethought She could see Hergoal. Across the desert, Las Vegas shone like a new silver dollar.
She did not quicken Her pace,however. A goddess doesn't rush, especially if She doesn't want tospoil Her prize before Shearrives.
Meanwhile, in the aftermath of Salt Lake City's destruction, theNational Guard, Army,and Marines are called in to search for survivors. The soldiersdescend upon the remains of thecity like a colony of ants on a picnic, determined yet organized.
The amount of dust and debris inthe air warranted that the troops wear gas masks. Coupled with theregalia of each soldier'sfatigues and armament, they looked like an alien army occupation.
They searched the rubble and ruin, looking for any sign ofsurvivors. They found none.
And yet, most reported having heard a thumping, as if a small herd ofbeasts had passed nearby.
Then, an explosion. Shouting and gunfire followed. The thumpingreturned, louder this time.
From out of the fog and smoke, a growl...was it human? No, no humanvoice was that loud, thatforceful, that guttural.
Lieutenant Gibson lead his men down the remains of the mainstreet. An erie light pouredin from above. Shouted orders came across the seargent's radio,"Proceed two blocks south andmeet with D company, Marines. We've encountered a hostile, itappears to be..." Static replacedthe transmission. Attempts to re-establish the transmission formission confirmation failed.
Before the lieutenant could decide how to proceed, however, a duskyshadow fell over him andhis troops. What the hell?' he thought. Some kind of hugeanimal!' It lunged forward, and heshouldered his weapon, giving the command to open fire. The platoonobliged, willingly. Riflefire seemed to have no effect, however, so some of the men armedgrenades and lobbed them attheir target. Mistake.
Meanwhile, Jenna had reached the edge of Las Vegas. It appearedthat Her movementswere being broadcast, as the highways leading from the city werecrawling with tiny vehicles benton escape. She had expected this, however, and planned to have funwith it. Kneeling (ontoalmost three square miles of residential area), She leaned over aparticularly popular highway.
Supporting Herself on her hands and toes, She rocked forward,brushing Her nipples over thestrip. For the people trapped in the traffic jam, it wascatastrophic. Her breasts filled the sky, andsome cars were crushed as others were flung end over end into thesky, only to return to earthwith a screeching crash. Engines raced, as the panicked driverstried frantically to free themselvesfrom gridlock. Many cars were crippled in the melee, then quicklyburied under a mountain offlesh. Some of the larger four-wheel drive vehicles did get free,yet could not outrace the pair ofgiant breasts bearing down on them.
Finally, Jenna had leaned too far to support Herself, and fellto the ground, depressing thevehicles She had missed hundreds of feet below the surface. Lookingup, Jenna's eyes could justfocus on the suburban town She lay before. The shock from Her fallhad caused nearly all itsbuildings to tumble apart. Playfully, She poked at the survivors,giggling as they seemed to fall inslow motion, and raise a little puff of dust. Rising to Her feet,now, She surveyed the whole ofthe city, and decided on a plan of attack. Should Las Vegas diequick or slow? Chapter Five, Sin CityMoving painfully slowly so as not to topple the little buildingstoo soon, Jenna got downon all fours. She crawled around the city like a cat sizing up itsprey, Her breasts rubbingpleasantly against Her arms as they swung from side to side. As Shecircled, She made sure tocrush all the roadways out of the city, ensuring a captive audience.
Even though She was takinggreat care, the comparatively tiny inhabitants of Las Vegas held onto anything sturdy for dearlife. Everything not nailed down toppled, chandeliers fell fromceilings, streets cracked in manyplaces, and hundreds of elderly people fell victim to their heartproblems (not that anyonenoticed). They were the lucky ones.
When She had completed two full circles of the city, Jennaturned toward the downtownand, raising Her glorious two mile wide posterior into the air,leaned forward onto Her forearmsto be closer to Her new subjects. And they were Her subjects: Shewas their Goddess queen, andthey would give their very lives for Her amusement. Queen Jennabegan to play with Her newtoy, walking Her fingers up and down the streets of the city.
Unfortunately, Jenna's fingers werenow over 700 feet wide, far wider than even the widest streets ofVegas, and whole city blocksfell with each step.
The mayor of Las Vegas was on the phone with the United Statespresident withinmoments of Jenna's arrival. He pleaded with the president to dosomething to stop this incrediblegiantess who destroyed without mercy. While the president assuredthe mayor that everythingthat could be done was (a typical politician's response, and themayor knew this), Jenna's indexfinger found the city's headquarters, and crushed it and the mayorinto the shape of Her very largefingerprint.
This game was fun for Jenna, and it was turning Her on. Shemoved to a morecomfortable position, curling Her body around the city and drawingHer knees behind Her, as ifcuddling with a lover. Her right hand moved down Her neck to Herchest to massage Hermassive bosom, squeezing and pulling at Her nipples, making them rockhard. A small moanescaped Her lips, which blew across the city like a gale force wind.
Jenna had a new game inmind, and She was certain the Las Vegans would hate this one too.
Ever so carefully, Jenna dug Her nails into the ground below theNew York, New Yorkcasino/hotel. She picked it because it looked like a teeny tiny cityunto itself. Water, gas, andelectrical mains were severed as Jenna's finger nail cut under thebuilding. People inside screamedin the dark, and as the hotel tilted, they fell about like rag dolls.
Doing Her best to keep thebuilding upright, Jenna lifted it and brought it over Her breasts.
Rolling over onto Her back, Sheplaced the hotel between Her breasts, and peered at it withfascination. With every beat of Herheart, the building jumped a little. This excited Her, which causedHer heart to beat faster, andthe hotel to jump higher. Jenna's right hand moved between Her legs,and massaged Her achingpussy slowly, sweetly. Penetrating Herself, She almost arched Herback with the absolutepleasure of it. She resisted, however, and brought Her hand to Herlips, tasting the juices of lust.
Her heart beat so fast now that the hotel looked on the verge ofcollapse. Before it could, Shegrabbed a breast in each hand, and crushed the little building in Herimmense cleavage.
Laughing, She rolled into the city like a miles highsteamroller. Thousands perishedbeneath Her gigantic legs, hips, belly, breasts. And Her divine ass.
Stopping Her roll on Her side,Jenna peered behind Her. The main strip of casinos lay directly inline with Her ass, and slowly,as She watched, She rolled Her ass over those buildings. People inthe street had a front row seatto the best show in town, as Her butt crushed building after buildingas if they were made ofeggshells, before perishing under that same relentless force. Comingto rest, Jenna lookedbetween Her legs, only to find the very hotel She'd vacationed at allthose years before intact anddirectly in front of Her half-mile high crotch. Stretching forward,the goddess shifted Her ass sothat Her crotch pressed against the ground. She now dug Her handsinto the soft ground, andslowly pulled Herself forward. It was ecstasy, and what irony. Herpussy lips crawled toward thehapless hotel like a tank. Closer, closer, then impact. But thehotel was not crushed. Instead,Jenna's lips engulfed the tiny structure. She dragged Herselfforward just a little more, until Shefelt the building come into contact with Her clit. Sitting up now,in the splits position (She hadalways been very limber), She began to rock slowly to unheard music.
The building was rubbingHer just the right way, and closing Her eyes, She reached for Hernipples, rubbing and pinchingthem to heighten Her pleasure.
She came like a volcano, bouncing up and down on that hatedbuilding until nothing butdust remained. The waves of Her orgasm lasted for minutes, and tookHer to a place no man orwoman had ever brought Her to. Satisfied, Queen Jenna curled up intoa fetal position and fellinto a deep, dream filled sleep.
Chapter Six, Sleeping BeautyThe president quietly hung up the phone, after being so suddenlydisconnected from LasVegas' mayor. He understood what this meant, but was at a loss as tohow to proceed. Hisadvisors sat before him, waiting patiently for him to speak, but hedidn't know what to say. Whatleader ever had to face such an unbelievable adversary? History hadno advice for him, noprecedent existed.
"Mr. President...," his chief advisor began, but wascutoff by the look on the president'sface. "Gentlemen, this woman must be stopped. The Americanpeople demand it. Shejeopardizes the whole country; who can predict what a ten mile highgiantess might do next? Shetreats our cities as her own personal playground - their citizens nomore significant to her than acolony of ants. She must be stopped at any cost." Thepresident turned to the head of the jointchiefs. "General, what options do you have for me?""Mr. President, the nuclear arsenal of the United States isat your disposal," the generalreplied sternly. "At present, this is the only option I have tooffer.""General, I too have considered this option. But you and Iboth know the well deservedfear of nuclear weaponry this nation's people hold. We must be verycautious, should this be thepath we choose. Utilizing tactical nukes on our own soil and failingto succeed would beunforgivable. We must also consider when and where to strike, and,should we succeed, howdoes one dispose of the remains?""Mr. President, I believe that we must not hesitate. Wecan make those decisions after thefact, but it remains that this is the only way to stop Her available,and every minute we fail to actjeopardizes more lives. Whoever she is, this woman is human. Shemust sleep, and this will makeher vulnerable. When the opportunity presents itself, we must beready."The president sighed. Silently he wondered whether thiswouldn't be the most criticaldecision ever made in the history of the world. "Very wellgeneral. Begin preparations to bringour nuclear arsenal to bear." With the military precision andgrace of his years of experience, thegeneral saluted his chief, and turned to his task.
"Now gentlemen, who can tell me the present situation inSalt Lake City..."*****When last we left Lieutenant Gibson and his men, they were in afurious battle with anunknown gigantic foe. Grenades lobbed at the huge target hit theirmark, and the creaturereleased a very human-sounding bellow of pain. For a moment, itreeled from the impact, andthen simply...grew. The gunfire ceased as the men gawked at thesight. Urine trickled down thelegs of the least experienced, the more seasoned veterans found theirlegs, and turned to retreat.
It continued to grow, and its feet covered in shredded leather shoesbegan to encroach on theplatoon's position. It leaned down toward the men as it grew everlarger, and those who couldnot run saw it had human features. A giant man, and Helooked...angry? hungry? Neither wasgood.
"MY NAME'S PITT, AND YOUR LIVES DON'T MEAN SHIT," themonster spoke.
His growing soles overtook the men quickly, and they were crushed andsmeared across thebroken pavement. Those who had run found the same fate. The giantPitt ceased His growth,and stood now to His full new one mile height. He still wore theremains of His security guard'suniform, which He had been wearing when the giantess had first foundHim. Now He aimed tofind Her. Tracking Her would be easy, and He turned to the south tofollow her trail ofdestruction.
*****The goddess slept. Survivors of Her rampage were few and farbetween, and moreperished whenever She shifted Her titanic body. Day turned intonight, and cries of the trappedgrew weaker. Most survivors who were able made their way out andaway from the city on foot,hoping for help or rescue, trying to forget the horror of the daybehind them. Some, shall we say,more twisted individuals, approached the sleeping giantess, drawn byher smell and an obsessionwhich could not be denied. For them, the danger they faced was nomore than what they hadalready survived. Besides, when such a long time dream comes true,it's hard to pass it up.
Reaching their goddess was no problem, She was immense, She waseverywhere.
Climbing Her, however, presented a different problem. One wouldthink that a human being thatlarge would have huge pores, gigantic pocks and pits in their skinone could climb with ease.
Because of the process which had brought Her to this immense stature,though, this was not thecase. Her skin was still supple and smooth to the touch, as well assoft and warm, though verythick. Many of the men tried to simply grab handfuls of skin andpull themselves up one hand at atime, but with no ready footholds and so far to go, it was not longuntil they tired and plunged totheir deaths, screaming in frustration.
The more clever of the bunch had found a simple solution.
Instead of heading directly forHer body, they went to Her hands. Her right hand lay palm up, and itwas a simple task to boosteach other up onto Her nails, then climb up Her fingers using Herprints as hand and footholds.
Soon these men were headed for the promised land, and the fulfillmentof years of secret dreams.
The goddess Jenna cooed in Her sleep as the men ran over Herbreasts, many giving greatattention to Her erect nipples. Other continued down Her bellytoward the great pasture of Herpubic region. As they climbed over Her great genitalia, Her handcaressed Her stomach, andunbeknownst to them, slid toward Her crotch. Still sleeping, Jennacaressed Her pussy, shovingmany of the explorers off to their doom, grinding others to paste,and pushing the rest deep insideHer vagina, where they swam the sea of Her lust. After some minutes,She shuddered in a smallorgasm (if anything about Her could be considered small), and with acontented sigh, rolled ontoHer side, crushing Her grounded admirers, and causing Her breast mento fall over a mile ontoHer arm. They landed intact, only to be smashed by Her enormous titsas She continued Her rollonto Her stomach. Still She slept.
Chapter Seven, ConclusionPitt followed the path of destruction along what had been I-15,the connecting routebetween Salt Lake City and Las Vegas. He was oblivious to the signsof the loss of human life,remaining focused on His goal. Being a mile tall, the trip was notlong, but was difficult. He hadto continually traverse the great canyons in the earth created by thepassage of His goddess queen.
He left large footprints of His own in the goddess's footprints, butthey were minuscule incomparison. By Her scale, He was only 6" inches tall.
The only sign that He had reached His goal, was a great cloud ofdust that raised to Hismidsection, and the landscape that was His sleeping queen. Hisapproach did not disturb Her, andHe rounded Her body to gaze at Her sleeping countenance. Lovingadulation filled His soul, andHe showed it the only way He could think how. He caressed Her mightyarms, Her back, andpoints beyond. Reaching Her ass, He climbed Her, and slipped betweenHer massive legs. Pittwas halted by the sight which was now before Him. Her cunt was aslong as He was tall. Heremoved the remains of His guard's uniform. Slowly He fondled Hervaginal lips, and, bendingdown, inserted Himself into Her vagina headfirst.
In Her dreams, the goddess Jenna lay on a vast deserted beach.
A mysterious mansuddenly appeared, and they locked in embrace. Silently they fell tothe ground in each other'sarms and began to make love...
Moaning, Jenna rolled in Her sleep. Her great hands roamed Herexpansive body, frombelly to breasts to the space between Her legs. Her ministrationspushed Pitt further inside Her,and He reveled at the feel of Her surrounding Him. Slowly He beganto move, rubbing Himselfback and forth against Her soft vaginal walls. One of Jenna's thickfingers entered Her canal topress His body harder against Her, crushing the air from His lungs.
In His excitement, He couldhold back no longer. He orgasmed in great spasms which drove Jennaover the brink as well.
Her vagina became as a great steel tube of muscle, in which Pittcould not draw a breath. Notthat He wanted to, He wanted to die this way, close to His goddessqueen as no man ever couldbe. He got His wish, as Her vagina closed about Him without mercy,and crushed His body to aboneless mass. Jenna had slept through all this, never realizing thelove of the man who had justgiven His life to please Her. She also did not realize the potentialdanger She was currently in.
*****"Mr. President, all preparations have been made. A team ofnuclear technicians awaitsyour command at an undisclosed location," said the head of thejoint chiefs.
"Very well general. Call in my chief of staff andsecretary of war. Then remain yourselfas a witness to what I am about to do," replied the president.
The general, obediently complied, and soon the four men staredat each other across thepresident's desk. Slowly, the president rose and walked to a cabinetfor which only he possesseda key. Opening it, he reached inside and retrieved a briefcase, abriefcase which alwaysaccompanied him on long trips, but which he never thought he wouldever have to open. Heopened it.
Inside lay a series of small square colored cards. Only he knewthe correct one, the onewhich held the launch codes for the United States' nuclear arsenal.
Cracking it open, he lifted thereceiver of the red phone which gave him a direct, untappable line tothe technicians hidden deepwithin a missile silo. Where that was mattered little, but hesupposed it would be in a remotelocation, very close to Las Vegas, so as to reach its target quickly.
A man answered the lineimmediately. "Mr. President.""Listen carefully, son. I'm about to deliver the missilelaunch codes..."*****Two minutes later, the missile left its silo. Originallydesigned as an intercontinentalballistic missile, it had been reprogrammed, and contained a newguidance system which containeda camera, and allowed an operator to guide it remotely. Thepresident and his aides watched froma screen in the oval office as the missile quickly accelerated to aheight of eight miles. Suddenly itturned and headed toward Las Vegas, where Jenna still slept. Itstrip was extremely short. Themissile hit the incredible giantess squarely in the chest, and thepicture on the president's screenwent to static.
"I hope that worked. Otherwise, may god have mercy on oursouls."*****Light brighter than a hundred suns and the heat of the verydepths of hell erupted aroundthe body of the giantess. People for twenty miles were blindedinstantly, had they been unluckyenough to be gazing in that direction. Jenna's mouth erupted in ascream which shattered theheavens, and tumbled mountains up and down the western range. Herworld was fire and pain,She couldn't think, couldn't feel anything but heat. And then, itwas over. Opening Her eyes,She stared at the sky. Something was wrong. With a smile, Sherealized what it was.
Jenna's body expanded at three times the speed of sound. Hersize overtook the entirewestern United States in less than an hour. Still She grew. Her assand legs dug trenches whichwere deeper than the oceans, and sea water poured in around Her untilthe Pacific was emptied.
Still She grew. North America fell beneath Her ass, and She spunHerself to face south and rubHer clit across the Central and South Americas. Still She grew.
Standing, Her head was wellabove the limits of Earth's atmosphere, but She didn't seem to needair anymore. Her life energyhad become self-sustaining. The whole Earth shook as She took a steptoward Europe, leaningforward to follow the curvature of the shrinking planet. Herfootsteps were too rough, however,and She broke through the Earth's crust. A explosion of volcanicrock spewed forth around Herleg, increasing Her growth rate tenfold. Great hunks of the Earth'smantle were launched intospace, and the doomed planet spun out of control toward the sun whichhad nurtured it andwatched its growth for so long.
Having outgrown Her little planet, Jenna grabbed it and crushedit to Her mons, rubbingvigorously. She came again and again, and smashed the Earth like abit of sandstone, leaving atrail of cooling rock behind Her as She continued Her descent.
Jenna's breasts collided with thenow tiny planet Venus, and carried toward the sun. She was now amillion miles tall and stillgrowing with incredible speed. She felt the heat from the sunlicking Her nubile body and relishedit. As She fell into the sun, it exploded with brilliant radiance.
The explosion threw Her bodyaway, but the damage had been done. Jenna's growth accelerated,faster and faster. The entiresolar system fell to Her growth, and She expanded beyond the reachesof the extinct species ofman.
Time began to slow for Jenna as Her body spread outward at nearthe speed of light. Hergrowth encroached upon solar systems distant from that of Herorigination. Alien civilizationsperished without warning, and She grew and grew and grew. Eonspassed, which were meremoments for the goddess. The universe became dark, unfocused, thencoalesced into...what?Something green. Green and huge. She lay on something. Firm andfamiliar.
Her surroundings came into focus, and the green something nolonger seemed so huge.
Where was she? Things were taking shape now, and suddenly Sherealized why this place seemedso familiar. It was a field behind Her great-grandmother's house,which She had frequentlyplayed in as a small child. How could that be? It hadn't been adream, for now She was about afoot tall, and still growing, though perhaps more slowly. Lookingaround, She couldn't see Hergreat grandmother's house. Not even a sign that one had ever existedhere. Confused and naked,She wandered across the field to where She knew there should be adirt road. Two feet tall now,and still growing. A piece of newspaper blew across Her path, andShe caught it hoping to coverHerself. Before She could, however, She glanced at the publicationdate.
It couldn't be! August 24, 1955. Nearly a year before Hergrandmother was born. Wasit possible? Had She actually grown back in time?EpilogueJenna's growth finally completed when She had reached the heightof seven feet (on thisworld's scale). A family close by had taken Her for a victim of rapeand amnesia, and taken Herin. Soon after, She discovered that She was pregnant, though Sheknew not how. After sometime, She pieced together that She had indeed traveled back in time.
This world was exactly likethe one of Her birth, only the date seemed to be wrong. She fell inlove with the son of the manwho had taken Her in, and they were married two months before thebirth of Her beautifuldaughter. Looking in the mirror one day brought about a longforgotten memory of an old pictureof her great-grandmother, and the realization that Her daughter wouldsomeday have a daughter,who would in turn have a daughter herself, and name that small childafter the baby's great-grandmother.
Jenna.
