Alien
By Hedin
 

It was 12 clicks 62, 4 semis as Brulind Meghahr felt the soft vibrations of the installation she was lying on. For any human being it would have been difficult to determine if this installation was a bed or if she had accidentally fallen asleep on this strange but soft piece of furniture. However, for Brulind, it was just a standard bed with a low price clock that caused vibrations instead of a loud beep. She had surely used it on purpose as she was tired after seven rotation periods of flight, a time span that was similar to three months of human time.

The spaceship was preparing for the jump back into normal space. The power station delivered unimaginable amounts energy into large condensers as would be needed for the jump back. It was easy to enter hyperspace but many ships never came back as they could not build up enough energy to jump back. But these times were long gone. Brulind walked over to the console of the navcom and registered the purple signal - no problems and no objects heavier than twelve klom which would mean about five tons in human measures in the re-entering space. With that she went for a shower. As she left the wet room she felt the short vibration of the reentering pulse. Carelessly, she walked over to the wall and opened the hatch that contained her clothes.

Today she opted for a short red skirt and a white top. On a whim she decided not to put any underwear on today. Barefoot, she entered the cockpit of her ship and looked at the incoming data. The first interstellar flight of the Cigryans was only seventy rotation periods ago. Now they scouted their home galaxy for valuable planets. Brulind was one of the scouts assigned to a twenty-one rotation period flight that would bring her to 51 star systems in one of the outer sectors. After that she would gain a small amount of money and the spaceship. She planned a career as a merchant or a tourist line. The Cigran government was only interested in planets containing larger amounts of ore and rare kinds of gas but they should be uninhabited. Every other planets position would be Brulinds private secret and she could buy it if there was no intelligent life forms on it. But Brulind didn´t care much about her government. She needed the data to determine what kind of shoes she would put on or if she would need a space suit again. The system she entered had 53 larger objects and thousands of smaller objects in it. At first she wondered about that many small objects as the yellow star was old enough so its planets had had enough time to pick up all the debris but then she saw that most of the small rocks could be assigned to the orbit of a broken planet.

Then she looked at the planetary data. There were nine of them. The outer ones were uninteresting as they were gas planets as usual. They were filled with Hydrogen and a little Carbon with an amount of different gas lower than one percent. Too expensive to use as long as there were better planets. The fourth planet was a little better but after some time the computer determined that its iron resources were concentrated in the very upper part of the surface. Not enough for mining. The third planet had just enough gold on it to form a pair of earrings. Not interesting. The first planet was even more uninteresting. It contained less iron than her whole ship. So there was only the second planet left but it was too close to the sun at the moment so she had to fly a little nearer. As she saw the readout she was bored to find so much useless planets in one system. The atmosphere was acidic and therefore mining there would be too expensive.

She had just entered the sequence for the next jump when suddenly the display for planet three changed. A little activity of life forms was detected. Everything changed within a moment. Brulind set her course toward the third planet when she saw the facts: matching temperature, water, oxygen, nitrogen and a small amount of life forms. This was a day for heels. After seven semis the readout got clearer. All life forms were plant like and the ground was supposed to be soft and sandy with much water in it. Well not too good but suitable for platform heels. She picked a pair of red sandals that matched the color of her toenails.

Then she felt the soft impact as the ship lowered onto a continent. Again she looked at the controls. No animal life. She smiled. No animals meant there was no microscopic life forms that could harm animals - or Cygrians. The air pressure was ok and the temperature almost too warm. Quickly, she stepped outside. The atmosphere smelled a little different but the computer had analyzed it as healthy. She looked around. A carpet of different greenish colors covered the land. Some small puddles had built up and thin traces of fog were drifting knee high over the ground.

As her left foot touched the ground, she felt a surprise. In fact the surface was soft but unlike a typical swamp planet, the ground was able to take her weight after it had been compressed under her sole. She made two careful steps and turned back. The footprints she had left were no deeper than her little finger was broad. Only her spiked heels had sunk three times deeper. Astonished, she squatted over her footprints to examine them. Under her foot the green carpet had completely lost its color and changed into a light brown surface that had been completely adapted to her sole. Even the smallest scratch underneath her shoe could be found in the imprints. She had never seen sand that had been fine enough to deliver such exquisite prints. Anything comparable had been mud that stuck to her sole afterwards but her shoes were perfectly clean and despite the many puddles, there was no wetness at all.

As she rose again and looked around, she realized something. She was going to be rich. This was the ideal holiday planet. No animals that could harm anyone and a ground that was soft beyond imagination which allowed barefoot walking without messy soles afterwards. The temperature was fine, no clouds in the dark blue sky except for the small traces of fog on the ground. She did not have much time left but she decided to take a few steps forward. After ten steps she stopped and looked down. There was something new. Some kind of mineral grew here. There were small crystals on the ground in different colors, some even sparkling but mostly gray. The largest crystals just reached the instep of her platform heels. Too bad if someone would cut his foot stepping on some. That needed to be proved and so she carefully stepped on some of the crystals.

Once again she was astonished. At the slightest touch of her platform sole the mineral crumbled to the ground and dissolved as she compressed the still soft ground under her weight. Even as she poked her index finger at one lone crystal, she could hardly feel it as it turned into dust and a little smoke. With that, she turned and entered the ship. It was almost too much luck for her. Before she made the next jump she had signed the contract and as the transmitter returned the blue sheet with the presidents seal she felt good for the first time since she left Cygria.

Earth awoke in only two hours. Never had the UN thought it possible to have every president, Prime Minister or king of every nation at a meeting. Even more impossible seemed the fact that this meeting had been organized within two hours. Not everyone was physically there (they were all connected via visiphone). It was on the news within forty minutes. Only a few had seen the bright flash behind Pluto's orbit but any nation had it on its radar. It was even visible on radar installed in planes. The spaceship was using powerful radar on the earth’s surface but it had not answered any greeting message. They had tried any frequency up to several GHz but nothing. The ship itself was a large ball about sixteen kilometers in diameter and it neared earth.

The presidents talked and nervousness spread. Fear had united humanity within two hours. Then the time was over. They decided to use nuclear weapons but their missiles simply splattered on the massive bulk before their nuclear loads had exploded. Something was blocking every nuclear reaction around the ship as they found out when the nearing presence of the ship blackened every city with nuclear plants for energy production.

Then the ship landed in Canada. The police and everyone else watched as large legs extended from the round bulk and finally each of the seven legs flattened a square mile of land as it touched the ground causing an earthquake in the regions near the Ottawa River. Nervousness left the politicians as they realized that the destroyed areas had been completely uninhabited. These aliens seemed harmless as they avoided the destruction of helpless towns near the ship. Then they started to wait. But not for long as only five minutes later a large hangar opened facing towards the Atlantic. Their minds changed quickly as they saw what kind of alien appeared in the hangar.

Hundreds of TV-Cams moved across the body of a titanic female figure standing at the height of three miles or nearly 5 km for the European stations. Then most people gasped in shock at the image of an uncovered crotch more than a mile above their heads while others shrieked at the sight of a descending platform sole not realizing the TV-teams fate before the picture blackened with a crash. One of the most spectacular shots was the sight of a skyscraper-sized heel crushing deeply into the ground before the team was buried under tons of splayed debris.

The UN in New York felt the earthquake resulting from the heavy impact of two unimaginably large platform heels and the representatives nearly got mad as everyone shouted senseless thoughts across the room. Some saw doomsday in form of slavery. Others warned that she had surely stepped on the cam-teams by accident. Some woman pronounced the end of the male era while a news speaker whispered "she would need a skyscraper to fill her twat," and no one cared that his microphone was on.

The red, high-heeled death on the right lifted back into the air but only to lower itself over another handful of reporters that were crushed an instant later. Then the left leg followed and with four quick steps, she turned on the spot, which crushed out two hundred tv-teams, as she flattened a hill that had been kept for the best lookout place. The thoughts of the politicians changed as she squatted over her footprints. "There, she's looking to see if she has accidentally squashed anyone," shouted some while others repeated "No, she examines how funny it is to flatten people, let's stop her!" The women were not sure if she had flattened only TV-teams consisting of males or if it had really been an accident while the news speaker enjoyed the now even larger view of the largest cunt on or above earth.

Then all shouting stopped as she rose and another fourteen heavy footfalls shook the earth. Three larger towns had ceased to exist on the impact of one of her feet. As the terrifying giantess stood before the buildings of Quebec and looked down the whole world held its breath. People in the streets were shouting upwards in fear of death, others tried to draw her attention to the helpless life at her feet by waving blankets out of their windows while a few women on the roofs of skyscrapers shouted, "Yeah! End the era of men! Put women in control!" But all of their efforts were just too tiny and insignificant to the towering giantess. With an interested look, she lifted her right foot from the ground and let the 300-foot high platform sole hover above the city.

Everything was quiet in the doomed city below. Very few could look up at her uncovered crotch and none of them could see past the red skirt in the sky. All traffic had stopped and the people stared up at the black sole that darkened the sky. Scratches could be seen on the surface of the sole but everyone was sure that not a single scratch had been caused by anything human. Some of them avoided the sight by looking at her other shoe that rested on top of the suburbs with thousands of hapless people and all their possessions reduced to a compressed pulp. No one could know that she would never recognize the human buildings and skyscrapers as a city. On her planet they used to build houses into small hills or under the surface to save energy.

Then muscles started to work in the leg. To the ones under the tip of her sole her face appeared above the skirt-horizon and they cried in vain. At that same moment, she stepped down. Skyscrapers literally exploded under her descending sole before smaller houses collapsed and finally everything and everyone was squashed into the ground as she stood in the center of Quebec. Those who survived the inferno at the edge of her sole were then killed by the hundreds as the sole lifted out of the forty foot deep imprint and they fell into the pit or were smeared to its walls by the moving shoe. The seven people that survived looked into the crater and five of them ended their lives by suicide in a sanitarium a few days later. But for the remaining parts of the city, the show wasn't over yet. One lone standing skyscraper suddenly exploded under the tip of a five hundred-foot finger. Then the giantess suddenly turned, leaving three footprints of quick death in the suburbs and twelve impacts on the way to her ship. Minutes later she and her ship were gone.

People climbed down into her footprints and stood on woods and ground that was compressed into a concrete like material and some of them were unhappy as they realized that the diamonds the pressure had produced out of Carbon in the former wood were too dirty to be sold. No woman ever admitted that she belonged to the group who pronounced the end of the era of men and every politician announced that he had always warned this giantess to be very evil. Only one news speaker was blanked off the screen but he got a new job as a writer for a famous men's magazine.

Two years later...

For several months there had been hope. Hope for a united world without war. But the spaceship never returned and the Earth’s population started to forget. Only a few remembered the words from the different political leaders of nearly every country. "We are not alone in space!" Most scientists believed that the giantess had never detected any trace of life other than the large woods. And those woods had been nothing more than thin mossy films on the planet´s surface to her. So they had declared that Earth had been just a useless planet to her. Apparently no intelligent life forms so there was no trade and compared to her enormous size the earth´s reserves of ore were uninteresting.

But after those two years, fear quickly returned as a large spaceship was detected. Once again everyone gathered at the UN. Even politicians got hysterical as the "Hubble" transmitted a picture that revealed a much larger craft than the last one. "Invasion!" was the word that zigzagged through the heads of humanity - and no one knew how to stop them. How to stop an army of war robots or even tanks. Minutes later, the bad news continued. A nuclear missile had collided with the ship that had crossed the moon´s orbit seconds before - without explosion. Once again the nuclear weapons were disabled in the area around the ship. Without a nuclear explosion, it was impossible to use H-bombs as well. Once again, Earth was helpless.

But military command had other ideas. Any alien machine or an alien itself would soon move away from the ship. Then it could be possible to use the nuclear Missiles again. They had to wait but not for long as it took the ship only seconds to land several hundred miles west of Washington D.C. The ship was gigantically large. About three times more in diameter than the first one and this time they had no luck. Two of the landing legs went down in populated areas. Each one crushed a whole town with no time for evacuation. The hatch opened and there she stood. Three miles of woman. A bikini clad goddess. Few of Earth´s tiny humans recognized her as different from the last one. This one was a brunette and she was indeed a little larger than the last one as she reached her height without those heels.

Then one of the large bare feet moved out of the hatch and stepped down in the center of a small town. With terrifying ignorance, she crushed two hundred houses under the naked sole of her foot before the thunderous impact of her unimaginable weight made every remaining house leap into the air and fall back in ruin. The storm of displaced air tore out trees and blew debris more than two hundred feet across the land. The other foot came down in an unpopulated area and people watching their TVs around the world looked at the giantess. There was no naked crotch this time but a bikini that could be seen on any of the South American beaches - but about 2700 times smaller than this one.

While everyone wondered about how this bikini-clad goddess would fit into the invasion stories told by the news, she drew a deep breath and started to walk. People learned quickly what it meant to them. A walking giantess of unimaginable size. The whole East Coast was in a panic. Each one of the heavy footfalls caused an earthquake. Forty miles around her, the weaker houses collapsed. Streets were crowded with fleeing people. It was the pure chaos. Mila Deniurro looked happily at the alien planet. Quickly, she stepped out of the hatch and walked a few steps towards the near coast. She watched the new planet carefully. The unimaginable variety of different green shades on the surface looked soft and friendly, and there was some of the strange mineral that had been reported by the travel agency. She had already stepped on several of the crystals and never felt the difference between them and the soft green ground.

"Dandra!" With her call she turned towards the ship. One moment later Dandra appeared in the hatch. Dandra Loachned was her partner. A beautiful blue-eyed blonde with luscious curves, she wore a light blue mini dress and matching sandals with a wretched heel made of cork. Together they had chosen this planet for a seven-day vacation. They were teachers and with them were ten girls from the first period on the cygrian space academy. It was the usual procedure that the first tourists on a newfound vacation planet were pupils from the academy. They were to learn to be pioneers on a newfound planet.

While Mila watched, Dandra had stepped out of the hatch. Lazily she sauntered towards the ocean. The coast was still the distance of a good walk but even from this distance the surface looked wonderfully smooth. The oceans on this planet surely were not very deep which caused the effect. Once again she looked at Dandra. Mila had tried to spare the interesting mineral where it was possible. So she had never stepped onto more than a handful of crystals. But Dandra - she simply didn´t care. Perhaps it was because she was wearing the sandals that protected her feet and made it unnecessary to watch her step. But then she watched as Dandra lifted her right foot only to drop her sandal to the ground. With a curious look, she lowered her foot onto a large area completely covered with crystals and wriggled her toes as she crushed them. With grinding motions, she dragged her toes over the crystals marveling at how easily they crumbled into dust. They were mostly unfelt. Only the few that was higher than her big toe produced a little tickle when at least ten of them were flattened. She slid her foot back into the sandal and after several twists and steps she had completely crushed the area into dust.

Mila shook her head. Dandra simply had no respect for nature. With a sigh she walked back to the ship. As she neared the hatch, she looked at the imprints of Dandra´s shoes. Then she called the girls. The UN was not known for fast decisions. Usually it took several hours to decide for or against something. They were no match for a giantess covering a mile with each stride not even knowing about the lives that was crushed out under her bare soles. But as the giantess spoke some booming words that sounded deafening across the whole continent and the screens suddenly showed a second giantess stepping out of the ship the UN decided really quick. After 5 seconds hands rose to agree with a nuclear attack on the giantesses to prevent further destruction. The military orders were given even before there were voices to remind that both giantesses were not guilty of mass murder as they didn’t even know about the microscopic live beneath their feet.

But even the fast military machinery was too slow. Humans died by the thousands as the second giantess thundered through populated areas, leaving imprints of her sandals more than 2000 feet in length. The dead and flattened area nearly 800 feet wide where the ball of her foot had lowered and got deeper towards her wedged heel where it was only 300 feet across. Each second brought death over thousands. Before the missiles were programmed the giantess reached the suburbs of Washington D.C. and nothing could stop her. The President of the US literally broke into tears as he heard the terrific sounds from the red phone and realized that the nuclear missile command bunker had just been turned into compacted mud under the foot of an inconsiderate giantess. Then one of his bodyguards tore him towards the waiting helicopter.

The Russian ambassador smiled. It was an ironic smile as he had never thought that the nuclear missiles of his country would be welcome in the US. But his mind turned half a second later as darkness engulfed the Russian embassy. Without the time to change the expression on his face, the ambassador’s body was turned into squirting gore like everyone else under the sole of a titanic sandal. It made no difference to them that the sandal was empty but to the remaining millions in Washington it did. Everyone had thought she would simply walk across the city leaving three or five footsteps and walk on towards the ocean. So the police had used the few seconds they had to prepare themselves and the population for a major earthquake since there was no preparation for an alien shoe crushing several quarters of the US capital with each step. There was at least the hope for survival as long as they didn’t get stepped on. But they were so wrong. They could see the towering giantess that moved with an unholy speed towards them. Just as thousands of men tore their eyes from those mountainous tits to look at the stadium-sized crotch of a blue thong the giantess stopped.

Millions cried out in sheer terror but unable to move as they saw her drop her shoe onto an area with the Pentagon near its center. Then they looked at the barefoot that lowered slowly enough to allow the people under her foot to wet their pants at the view of inescapable death. Those far enough from her foot saw her face in the sky above and they saw the same look that Quebec’s people had seen years ago. A look of curiosity. How it would feel to crush hundreds of houses and skyscrapers in one step along with a million of insignificant humans.

She stepped down. The earth sank beneath her foot. Skyscrapers got squished between her toes and for a millisecond there was a slimy film of mud under her sole but one instant later all humanity was evaporated by the immense pressure. A booming sigh came down from above and before the survivors in the debris on her toenails realized their luck she wriggled her toes with a smile. The debris was thrown between the mighty toes and ground to dust on her skin. Then the bare heel rose and the foot made a sudden turn. Her toes smashed into the few houses that had resisted the much softer impact of the foot. Hundreds of unconscious humans were squashed as buildings collapsed and the grinding toes leveled another three blocks.

Then she dragged her toes across the city. Each toe left a mile long valley of crushed debris that revealed no trace of the millions that had died there. Then just as another ten thousand of people wetted their pants in fear of immediate death, the toes lifted, leaving a storm wind as the whole foot raised and lowered back into the shoe. Millions sighed in relief as the shoe rose from a flattened White House - but only to step down on the intact parts of the city again.

It was a disaster. There were no survivors. Crying and cursing ended within seconds. Nine steps and a twist of her shoes leveled flattened and crushed Washington and its suburbs completely. Megatons of earth had been crushed or dragged up into hills surrounding the sole imprints of a playful giantess. One second later but still to late to save at least their own ambassador the Russian missiles arrived. The UN in New York looked out for the nuclear flash in the south but - it never came. The crews on the missile defense radar were the first to break in tears of hopeless crying. Once again they saw hundreds of missiles raining unnoticed on the giantess’ body without even a trace of explosion. Instead the toxic plutonium rained down over the remaining parts of the country. Seconds later the titaness crushed the beach under her feet.

Before the UN could realize that their situation was hopeless they got aware of the next disastrous happenings. Foot after foot left the spaceship. Bare feet and those clad with beach sandals. Toes painted in all colors and above young, laughing girls in swimsuits or bikinis. If the first two giantesses had shown an interest in the ground below, the girls didn’t even go that far. They simply didn´t care. They spread out over the continent leaving hundreds of dead footprints. Millions had as their last sight a stunning bikini clad ass before it got dark and they were squashed under a blonde sitting down on Miami Beach. Hollywood fell under a beach sandal before legs and arms then belly and breasts of a smiling redhead squashed the city under megatons of girlflesh.

Tidal waves hit New Orleans as another blonde’s feet splashed into the Gulf of Mexico while Frisco´s lights went out under the ass of a brunette. Earth lost its leaders as Dandra who had sauntered along the East Coast, flattened the UN headquarters and the surrounding parts of New York under a sandled foot. The military command was helpless as all the fighter pilots never engaged one of the giantesses but decided to reach the polar regions in the hope that the bikini clad giantesses wouldn’t like to spend a holiday on ice. Ground forces had formed but before the heavy guns could be aimed they were squashed under a barefoot and moments later the titaness was out of range. Five hours later there were only small towns left. Each one of the large cities had been flattened under an uncaring or playful or even curious giantess. Most of the military bases had been turned into a footprint and the ones that were left were filled with panicking soldiers trying to get a car or a plane to escape. Tidal waves had flooded the remaining coast cities as one girl after another took a bath in the ocean that had only a few places to be deep enough to cover their swaying breasts. Then in the evening the booming voice of Mila scattered any remaining windows in north America as she called the girls back to the ship.

In the moonlit night the few survivors searched through the debris looking for food or remaining cars. Those who had a car looked for fuel to leave towards Alaska. But mostly they found corpses or badly injured people. Some of them would help the injured and some of them ignored even their close friends to save their own life. Others sat on the hardened surface of footprints or large valleys left under tits and other body parts where their house and family was supposed to be. But none of them found anything recognizable. Everything was just too flattened and compressed into a gray mass of rock hard material. Some thought that it was god’s mercy that they would not recognize anything in the imprints while others declared god as dead.

The next day passed without any news. As millions had died yesterday there were only thousands left to die under the beautiful giantesses that left the ship to have fun again. Some people declared those men that were to die under tits luckier than those that were squashed under books, glasses or shoes and dropped underwear. Eurasia was mostly intact despite the damage caused by the tidal waves and heavy earthquakes after especially heavy jumps or stomping of the girls. But no one on the remaining continents was brave enough to help the South American cities as they were discovered by two of the girls. They had been off while the others were sleeping or playing at the beach and their only joy was to find the mineral and make a fun time of its destruction.

While they played it happened that Sul, a big boobed blonde in a tight red bikini lowered her head next to the skyscrapers of Rio crushing the slums under her cheek and ear while her lazy moving legs devastated the rain forest. She looked at Naracha the beautiful redhead that neared her position in a black swimsuit and white hi heeled sandals. They were good friends since they had met at the academy. Naracha was envious for her muscular statue while Sul admired her for those big boobs on a still slim body. Naracha smiled down at her then she made a theatrical face and lifted her right foot over the cubical crystals. Sul watched in awe as the beautiful foot lowered and for the first time she saw how easily the structures collapsed at the slightest touch of her sole. The stiletto heel came down and sank deeply into the soft ground before Naracha lowered her sole.

Then she saw it. Sul’s eyes saw, as there were suddenly thousands of microscopic dots streaming out of the lower section of the mineral. The small tracks between the crystals were suddenly flooded with those moving dots and some of the dots were big enough to reveal different colors. Then she realized the faster movement of the larger dots and once she saw a blue bigger dot hit a smaller one. While the blue dot moved on the smaller one stopped its movement. Instead it turned red just before it got too dark and Naracha’s red toenails came into view, glistening as she pressed her foot down with ease. Sul rose from the ground. Carefully she placed her foot on the imprint of her body as she had realized something. Naracha saw her worried face looking down at her feet and made a step towards her. But as her left foot touched the ground a shiver went through Sul´s body and she slowly said, "Meet me in my cabin." The rest of the day passed without destruction of major cities. The girls played in the water unaware of the few remaining ships that were buried under tons of splaying water or simply sucked down and drowned in a raising décolleté. The next night was much quieter than the last. On the old continent it was discussed if it was possible to gain the giantesses’ attention but the calls from the most powerful radio stations remained unanswered.

It was quiet in the ship but two of the girls had a secret conversation. Days ago they had used a drill to make a small hole in the thin metal wall between their cabins. They used a wire and headphones with a simple amplifier for their secret talking. Sul told Naracha about her observations and that she thought the dots to be intelligent life. Naracha didn’t believe a word as the ships instrument had not detected any animal life forms but as Sul told her again and again she was more and more doubtful about the instrument’s readings. Especially interesting was the fact that one of the dots had turned red after being hit by the bigger one. Cygrians turned blood red after they had been hit by mining-trans. Naracha had seen it on the news that reported the probable suicide of a criminal weeks ago.

After an hour of talking Sul agreed to get samples from one of the intact mineral populations. If they were right this would mean that the mineral was no mineral at all. One hour later they were both sure. Each crystal was a house populated by several hundred if not thousand of sentients. It was so obvious. Their houses were different but they too lived in cities across their planet. They had developed machines for transportation, which were fast enough to kill others that got in the machine’s way. They felt fear for their lives as they had broken in panic as Naracha´s shoe was going to flatten their city. And they had probably recognized Naracha´s sandal to be the shoe of an unimaginable large alien. As Naracha slept Sul was still thinking. Thinking of the hundreds of cities that had been destroyed around their ship. She remembered that there had been many of them on the first day. But as they had returned to the ship this time there had only been a large area covered with footprints and only a few places showing the friendly green of plants.

For Sul it was going to be a nervous night time after time she sat up in bed and each dream showed more and more details about the fear and death that had occurred unnoticed under Naracha’s foot this morning. Then as the morning neared she started to dream about her own feet stomping into unnoticed cities and finally she started to think against the dreams. The only way to escape the guilt and disgust opened one dream later. This time she woke up with a pleasant tingle in her crotch. She had suddenly found a sexual pleasure while crushing a city under her crotch. But before she could think any further she felt the vibration of her bed. Time to get up. The conference with the others was short. There had been no surprises on this planet said Mira and Dandra added therefore they would not stay the full time on the planet as there was nothing to learn for the cadets here. Tonight they would lift off to another planet... Three hours off in the morning were just enough to enclose some specimen into an acceleration-protected force field. They had found one of the last remaining cities under the ship. The southern continent had been too far as it was a longer time to walk there. Then after a last conference they worked out the report and finally the ship left the planet.

Earth’s remaining population felt great relief. Death had finally turned away from earth. Japan and Indonesia had been devastated by the tidal waves but there were enough survivors. South America quickly recovered from the damage as their biggest creditor the US had been vanished from the earth. The few survivors had left towards Canada, as it was impossible to build up new towns on the footprints that covered the continent. There were no roads and as the wrinkles of the giantesses´ feet had been imprinted into the stone even the footprints were impassable. Perhaps they would’ve built a runway but it was much too expensive to get everything by plane. And then there was nothing to live from. No plants grew on the concrete like surface of the deep footprints water from the rain gathered in the lower parts but the hot sun evaporated most of it. As the forests were missing the climate changed. America was a desert. Only the rare imprints of high-heeled shoes were deep enough to save some rainwater but it was impossible to climb down the smooth walls and hard work to pull up a bucket for a hundred feet. The people left. On the few parts that had remained green there gathered some farmers who never wanted to give up their land but two years later they mostly had to give up as the desert dried up the little pieces that were left. Many a farmer was found dead on the ground of a heel imprint. Some had dropped to their death as they wanted to reach the last puddles on the ground while others realized their fate and committed suicide.

After two hours in space two hypergraph messages left the spaceship. The girl who had sent them was Sul. One of the messages went out to her father. The other one was for the Meghahr-Trans& Travel. Some days later the two girls didn’t know what to think about their teachers especially Dandra as they were in fact mass-murders. But then there was this erotic tingle under their feet and that sensuous wetness in their pussies...

Her father was a little astonished about the newest kink of his daughter but finally he thought that this was a nice idea for a birthday present. Meghahr-Trans&Travel was happy to sell the planet when they heard his offer and only three periods later he presented the certificate of ownership with Sul´s name on it to his daughter. But he never forgot the secret look on her face as she luckily received the sheet with the president’s seal.

She had made her patent and received the command for a cruiser in the home defense line of Cygria with Naracha as her first officer. She had thought that a planet was the biggest present she could expect from her rich daddy but this time he had surprised her again.

"As you have been working hard for your own existence I think it is possible to show a little generosity." And then she saw the brand-new space yacht on the port.

It was only three periods to the next vacation period for Sul and Naracha and after their analysis of the secret specimen they were both sure that they wanted to return to this planet...

Sul handed the map over to Naracha. She had drawn up some red lines across the continents. Each continent was divided into three parts that were numbered with the strange cygrian symbols for 1, 2 and 3.

"All right", Naracha said, " one is for you, two is for me and three is for both of us."

"Right. Oh I can’t wait until we land."

"Where do you want to lower the ship?"

"Here between our sectors. Look - I marked the spot with a circle."

"What will it be like?"

"They call that continent Europe or Asia, I am not sure. The data from our probe revealed that their communication is different depending on what place of the planet you are. The transmitted audio channel calls it ´languages´ and I think that each of these ´languages´ has different words which mean just the same."

"These aliens are really complicated, what do you think?"

"I don’t know, after all size seemed to be the only difference to Cygrians. 2500 times smaller than we are. But back to the landscape. This Eurasia has regions that are heavy populated. Areas as large as a small spaceport that appear as one big ´city´ and other areas where the small villages will be really difficult to find."

"What is a ´city´?"

"Well they have a different kind to build their houses. They build their homes above earth and they use stone, glass and metal structures. The Size depends on how many people want to live in the house. What our teacher and Meghar travel described as crystals were the largest of their houses filled with several thousand people and they call them something like buildings that reach the sky. But the smallest are just as small as a needle’s head. It’s strange. The normal humans live in the big houses along with so many others while the rich ones buy these nearly invisible small houses for their own. It seems like they don’t like to be surrounded by their own kind - but then their cities are growing like nothing."

"Ha ha, buildings that reach the sky! Cool, I would call them buildings that reach my toe but not my ankles. I wonder what they think about us."

"Oh they forgot. It’s so fantastic, but as we landed on earth this was the worst and most deadly day in the history of their kind. The mayhem caused by that single step of yours on the city would have been remembered for hundreds of periods if the same happened to Cygria. But they - they simply don’t talk about it."

"No, I don’t believe that. They couldn’t forget about so much death and disaster."

"Well as I said they don’t talk about it. It’s very much like they forgot it. But they will remember very soon."

"Oh yes, I can’t wait. Go down right now. I give you five semis or I cum on your controls." And that was a terrible threat as Sul kept her ship clean like a microchip factory. She had even installed special filters in the air-refreshing unit that held back even the smallest particles.

Earth was shocked again. But this time there was no meeting of political leaders in New York. New York was a flattened desert with perhaps three or five strangers left over from the millions. Some of the politicians met in London while most of them decided to stay with their people. They announced that they were still unable to stop the aliens and they had to admit that no one had thought of another visit. Across the Ocean in the southern parts of Brazil however there was a man who cursed madly at his president. He had been in Rio in the city’s last minutes and he had been one of the dots that had frozen under the stare of that blonde giantess. He had just crossed the street as this fantastic body had lowered over the land before her hand came down on the slums. And he had been willing to do everything to prevent further disasters. The only man running towards the giantess´ face instead of a fury flight. Minutes later he had realized what happened. Those three seconds and the few steps towards that gigantic face before everyone else had turned. At that time he had thought that they wanted to help him with this nearly impossible task - gaining attention from a girl with eyes the size of a mountain. But then the earth shook on the impact of that foot. He had never seen it descending onto the city and now the sounds of crush and mayhem deafened his ears just before he was knocked over by the quake and fell on his back to see the largest mountain of a toe he had ever dreamt of. And he heard the sickening crunch of bodies, houses and earth being compressed under the sole of another giantess. Debris flew around and hit his weak body but he felt nothing at all as his attention focused on the lip of this gigantic sole descending on him. A terrified second later it was over. The crunch blew his eardrums before the earth cracked and buckled as the sole settled. Suddenly he was rolling down the hill created by the ground that literally squashed out under her shoe.

An avalanche of debris hit him and he had passed out before he had been buried under the stones. The giantesses had already disappeared as he had freed himself from his stony grave and then he had seen it. There had been five foot of space between him and the descending shoe. No one else had made it. The coming months he had used to write to politicians in Brazil and all over the world. His idea was a chain of lights like the runway fires of an airport visible from several miles height. He wanted them to build up some signs that would mark earth as populated - all he earned was laughter. At least now some people thought about his plan but as all the airports across the world had the order to create flashes with their runway lights it was too late. The ship had already lowered in central Russia.

Both girls had dressed quickly which was not difficult as they wore only small garments.

"Sul, I think we will part at first - I want to make my own experiences. We can meet in the ship when it gets dark."

"Yes Naracha" Sul said and opened the hatch.

"At least in an unpopulated area" said the British premier as he scanned the map for towns or cities near the landing space. But these words meant nothing to the hapless inhabitants of a small village. It was a village like thousands in Russia. Small with 50 or 100 inhabitants and only marked as nameless spots on detailed charts. This special one was unlucky enough to be found under the hatch of the spaceship that had landed minutes before. The poor inhabitants never thought of aliens as they were squashed unnoticed under a titanic mule that easily covered the whole village beneath its sole. So much for the British premier and his view of things. Two giantesses were back. Millions of terrified humans felt their tread for hundreds of miles as they walked in different directions. Thousands were injured as the quake threw things from their shelves or even toppled cupboards and then they died as their houses got stepped on or simply collapsed as a nearby step sent ripples across the earth. Each second saw the unstoppable descent of two black mules and two heeled slippers while the giantesses saw nothing but a mostly green plain that felt very soft under their shoes.

Sul found her first city easily. From her height it was a yellow and grey spot at the horizon as she spotted it. She stopped to look back. Some clicks ago she had seen Naracha’s clear plastic shoes between the ship’s legs while her body had already disappeared behind the bulk of the ship. Now she was completely hidden behind the spaceship. The girl felt a pleasant tingle as she realized that she was undisturbed. They were very close friends but this time they knew that they would do things of unspeakable weirdness. So she had worried about the fact that they could walk half a day and still see the other on the horizon. They were so damn big and with that thought the pleasant tingle moved from her tummy towards her crotch. She looked at the ground. More and more roads crossed the woods and fields on the ground and then finally she saw the first flocks of houses. Sul stopped. From her height the houses remained small dirty spots on the ground. She knew that the red or dirty brown colored spots were roofs and as she looked at her black mules, which had a little platform, she was pleased to see that the rooftops remained under the lip of her sole. Again she looked back towards the ship. She was alone. She had to make her decision. There were only buildings. Small lifeless things. She could see no life. But then - she knew there were people. They were innocent. They could neither flee her nor protect their life from her slightest movements. But then there were her feet. The toes polished deep blue and those sexy high-heeled mules. Those shoes were just made to step around in a sexy way and then there was that damn tingling sensation. And those innocent people. No! That nice tingling sensation. And these people. Yes, innocent, but helpless. She lifted her right foot and stepped forward.

The population of Kiev was chaos. The small roads were in bad shape and many old cars blocked the way after their panicked drivers had blown the engine. It took only fifteen minutes until Kiev had imprisoned itself completely. Another minute later the giantess arrived. Only few people calmed down as they realized that the situation was hopeless. And only a handful was calm enough to watch from the upper storage’s of the skyscrapers. They and those people on the roof quickly found out that the flashing airports had been as useless as all those nuclear weapons. They learned that this certain man in Brazil was very wrong considering the giantess as unaware of earth’s population. They used binoculars to watch. Those red army binoculars were really good and the distance gave a dubious feeling of safety. It was spectacular as this super skyscraper heel lowered a sole of about 70-foot in diameter onto a fuel truck that just refueled a gas station. The truck, the road and most of the station disappeared under the descending stiletto. Fuel splayed everywhere as the tank was flattened then all of it was crushed downwards as the heel settled some fifty feet into the ground. As the heel was lifted out of the crater and the foot raised again some realized that the hospital was now a slightly darker spot inside of a shoe print. The blinding flash of exploding gasoline drew their attention back to the crushed road. Then every window vibrated as the girl’s -they did not now how they could use the word girl- the girl’s voice boomed over the city.

"BULORDA-TON" it sounded but the playful grin on her face and the moaning undertone made clear that she knew what she did. In a stuck car near the devastated gas station a man turned to his friend and said "Wow, watch! The firemen have never been so fast."

But the answer remained unheard as a titanic platform mule crushed the very next city block. The car leapt into the air and fell back with splayed debris as the foot settled and crushed itself deeply into the ground. Suddenly the ground bulged and large cracks appeared everywhere. Then the back of the car lost the ground and it was nearly swallowed by a large crack. The walls of the crack blocked the doors. The men panicked. They looked through the windshield and saw the black wall of the platform sole. And they saw the pink wall of her large toe above. Suddenly the toe was slightly lifted from the platform sole. The ground rumbled again and they saw the black wall moving towards them. They tried to push out the windshield but before they had raised their legs the wall had reached them. Their death cries were cut off abruptly as the girl ground them to paste under her shoe.

CRUNCH! That was nice. CRUNCH made her left foot. Again CRUNCH and this powerful feeling of her settling feet crushing the outline of her shoes deeply into the carpet of homes. Another CRUNCH and she felt the hot wetness soaking her black thong. This tiny rounded vehicle was much too small to be impaled by her spiked heel so she was pleasantly surprised as it flattened with a SQUISH and she raised her heel out of a street covering pothole. As her finger caressed her lustful clit she admired the tiny flash of fire that rose as high as her big toe over the pothole and the surrounding houses and she simply moaned "FUEL...TRUCK...UUUH!" in response. Then after two grinding steps she saw the blue and red flashes. Quickly without removing her finger from her clit she squatted over the scene and watched. Interesting. These vehicles have water in them and they want to use them to extinguish the fire. She shifted her weight onto her left foot to rise her other foot into the air. Then she poked her right heel into the ground as she realized that the additional space from spreading her calves was desperately needed for a better stimulation of her pussy. With her toes risen over the fire, she finally inserted a finger into her cunt and reaching a first miniature orgasm, she watched herself pressing her toes down, crushing out the fire as well as the firemen. She rose to her feet and pulled on her thong until it slid down her legs. Again she savored the crunching under her feet as she stepped out of the garment. Then her microscopic triangles that were her bra joined the thong and she walked on.

The town mayor was no hero. He had been one of the firsts who leapt into their car as the major part of the population had realized he had just left the downtown areas. He had thought to be wise as he chose to ride towards the giantess. He wanted to escape from the city and escape on the less used roads outside. But then the panic had reached him in the suburbs. Within a minute the road was jammed. Around him the people abandoned their cars and tried to flee back into the city. But before he could get out a car crashed into the cars next to him. The speed was enough to push the cars against each other and he was trapped inside, unable to open the door. He felt the ground shake under the heavy tread of the giantess. Panic driven he was too fat and too clumsy to free his legs and push out the windshield. And even if he had managed to free his legs he knew that he was in an armored car. The windshield would withstand a bullet as well as his legs. Then he realized the shadow. Crying he looked up and saw the giantess above him. Adrenaline and fear had a strange effect. As he suddenly saw these straight legs and the swishing fingers in this stadium sized crotch he forgot about himself. He didn’t notice his hard on and watched her monstrous mountains of tits that were less than halfway covered by this strappy bra. Above he saw her face filled with lust. Then he watched her left foot as it neared him. He didn’t even realize his danger as the mule thundered down some hundred feet away. He could only watch in awe as the foot flattened everything in its path. He had never been into feet but in his weird mind he adored the power of that foot that was so carelessly lowered onto a place comfortable for the girl above. And he adored her for knowing that nothing was mighty enough to prevent her from crushing anything below that foot. Without even touching himself he had an orgasm as the demonstration of power was repeated by her right foot. Then he watched her legs wriggle and suddenly he saw her naked crotch. It was so adorable and he would’ve given his life just for the pleasure of touching this sweet cunt. But then he saw her right foot lifting. The earth shook as the left foot was dragged simultaneously. He and his car were thrust into the air as the foot stomped down clumsily then he saw her right foot in the air. The foot raised. He could only see the heel, the sole and the tip of her big toe.

Then he realized the thing that was dangling from her shoe. The thong. Dripping with wetness. The foot raced towards him but then suddenly it stopped. His eyes watched the thong. Masses of black cloth wetted with thick and heavy juice from her pussy. Then the thong burst through nearby houses and hit him. He never heard it as she lowered her foot back on the ground. His body squirted out of his flattened car and mixed with the masses of her juices.

Her lust had made the decision. This demonstration of her power was pure satisfaction to her. Easy minded she commented each deadly crushing step with a high pitched moan. Like a cat she surrounded the city leveling each part of the suburbs. She had been so inconsiderate periods ago as she had stepped on this city without thinking. What a waste of lust, that was. Now she did it on purpose and she thought about the people and their helpless death under her soles and heels. There were others that escaped being flattened for this time. Not knowing where she would place her next step. Then the city was completely surrounded by destruction and footprints. It was finally time to care about the downtown area.

She squatted down again. Another orgasm was nearing. What would she do to humiliate them? The ´houses that reach the sky´ were smaller in this town but they were still high enough to reach over her toes. Her pussy needed stimulation and her final orgasm was near. The decision was easy. She spread her legs wide and dropped to her knees. Her legs built a giant arch over the city and she watched with excitement as drops of cum tore big holes into the houses they hit. Then she hunkered forward. Spreading her legs wider and wider she aimed her pussy. Now as she had to remove her hand from her crotch her forehead touched the ground of the former suburbs.

Without stimulation from herself her lust grew insatiable. She lowered her pussy. Pubic hair was bruising the buildings and then the first contact... No, way too weak. The house simply collapsed in a cloud of dust. Quickly her fingers were back for help. She peeled her labia open and repositioned her pussy. "YES!" she moaned as she felt her clit crushing a building. "MORE!" she demanded and then she moved her pussy back and forth over the doomed city. Lower and lower came her wet twat and each grinding motion tore down several storages that crushed with a tingling sensation on her pussy lips. Then her protruding clit hit the broadside of a house. "I`M CUMMING AH...YOU ANTS…I SQUASH!" With a bursting orgasm she splayed pussy juice all over the city before she squashed her cunt onto the remaining houses grinding and crushing with the waves of orgasm. In a mere second the city had turned into juicy mud under her cunt.

Coming down from her high she used her beautiful breasts to smush some running survivors under megatons of titflesh. She was still grinding her pussy over the flattened city that had so nicely served for her orgasm. A car that somehow swerved the bumps in her footprint turned into a nice and rounded dollop of metal as her well aimed nipple came down on it and her sensuous aureoles made her feel how it caved in and was crushed under the soft weight of her tits. The sensation was enough for a sweet post-orgasmic tingle in her cunt. After a minute she raised. With a pleasant smile she looked down. The contours of her body were pressed into the ground beneath her. The beautiful imprint was completely surrounded by her shoeprints. There were only a few spaces left between the triangular outlines of he soles and the deep impressions left by her heels. Those small spots were covered with debris and crossed by cracks that radiated out from the borders of the smooth imprints. She looked at the ground next to her feet. There was a large wet spot that glistened with her pussy juice. Carefully she peeled herself open again. As she had guessed there was much debris stuck to her clit and her labia. Nonchalantly she wiped it off with her fingers and smeared the gore onto one of her shoeprints.

"YOU WERE A SATISFIYING CITY!" she thundered and worried if there were more than ten survivors as she walked back to the ship.

Meanwhile Naracha had reached the outer parts of Moscow. She was by far not as playful as Sul so she placed her feet careless on the ground. The effect on the city and its inhabitants however was the same. The roads were jammed. But Naracha had other thoughts than aiming the heels of her elegant slippers at interesting victims. Looking down she was disappointed. She had hoped to find another city like the one on the other continent. But this one was different. The houses looked mostly grey and the few large ones were gathered in a small part. All around were those areas crowded with small houses. She hardly felt the crushing under her walking feet. This was no town for a longer play. A quick strike and a small orgasm would do. Right now she flattened the area next to the larger houses under her left foot.

"Skyscraper - what a dull name" she thought and stopped. A small explosion was muffled and crushed out under her left foot.

Naracha stood and watched. Lazily her finger entered her blue bikini bottoms and found her clit. Watching the furious flight at her feet she used her toes to crush one or another of the fugitives that had been pushed towards her by the crowd that passed under her feet. Some steps behind she had caused an explosion and now the fire had spread which forced the mob to pass under her if they didn’t want to burn down with their houses. Quickly she leaned onto her heels and raised her toes. A few crushing taps turned the mob into lovely squirting gore. Her last session with this arousing vibrator that would’ve overpowered ten of their houses had been two days ago so she easily reached the level of sexual excitement that admitted immediate orgasm.

The end of the city was quick. Suddenly the titaness changed her position. A giant step easily covered the skyscraper areas and the other foot followed quickly. Then she squatted down on her heels and suddenly she exerted her arms backwards. Each hand came down on a stadium-sized area, deleting houses and everything and then the mob between the skyscrapers saw only one thing in the sky. The moment they realized it as her beautiful ass it was too late. Naracha simply raised her hands and with an earth shattering BOOOM her ass came down on the city. She felt her ass cheeks crushing houses and shouted with her orgasm. Then she felt the ground covered with the thin slime of a mob that quickly disappeared as her ass started to spread over the area. Chills as she felt herself flattening structures underground and wetness dripping down under her cunt. Then she lowered her back and her head while riding out her orgasm. Shouting she fingered her cunt more furiously and finally she rolled around, as she wanted to feel the crushing under her breasts without removing her finger. Still she orgasmed and again she rolled over flailing her legs and using her feet and high heels to dig in the soft ground before she felt the crushing sensation under her ass again. And another turn for her mighty tits and finally as she felt her nipples crushing deeply into the ground she humped her ass wildly before she came down from a beautiful orgasm.

While the two major cities suffered total destruction for the sexual passion of two unbelievable giantesses the military command used their chance. Two helicopters deployed twenty men on the step to the open hatch of the spaceship. The helicopters returned fast as they had used almost every drop of fuel to climb this high. The next thing the men heard was the sound of a C-130 "Hercules" which flew through the hatch into the ship. The commander sighed after the plane had passed the giant doorframe. Now they were sure that there was no force field to protect the entrance. Way up above their heads they saw two large parachutes and then ten smaller ones. Weapons, supports and machines and another ten men. But the most important thing was an armored truck. Ten of them would be able to move with a speed of 80 mph. All of them wore grey dresses. The cars had grey paint and even the parachutes were grey. The commander smiled and reached for his walkie-talkie.

"Good reconnaissance! The grey fits perfectly to the interior. We’ll now enter the ship - Over."

As he looked up the C-130 returned through the open hatch. As soon as it returned to the base they would develop the photos and transmit them. The radio specialist would be ready, as the instruments had already been installed in the truck. "The truck!" he thought and looked into the ship early enough for a last glimpse at one of the large parachutes before it disappeared behind the door. He gathered his men and they moved towards the hatch. Once they reached it they stood before a wall of steel.

"A simple doorframe with a rubber tube on the edge but looming into the sky like a five story building."

With small guns they shot three ropes over the obstacle and climbed up. The top of the steel wall was about twenty feet across and on the inner wall there was the rubber tube which made the seal. The hooks dug easily into the soft material but as they reached the ground they found that no pulling or swinging at the end of the rope could tear it loose. Not knowing how much time they had the commander decided to leave the ropes behind. If they could reach their goal it would be easy to get them back but if not the metal would surely be squashed by the closing hatch door. The truck was already moving towards them. Commander Norlitchev had been quick. As the truck arrived it was loaded with their complete equipment. He and his men had left the parachutes behind.

"To me those two legged disasters are simply girls. And girls won’t watch out for a grey dust crumb on the floor." he said and waved commander Tevitov into the car.

Together they studied the pictures from the C-130. It took them about a minute to decide what they would do. Tevitov would take the truck and move into a second room. He and eight of his men would try to connect special devices to the computer that was installed in this room. Their task was to display a pictured message on the screen that should show people of earth and the terrific death and chaos caused by the cruel play of the alien giantesses. One of his men was to return the truck and help Norlitchev to build a hidden bridgehead near the hatch.

Another two minutes later the truck was on its way. Norlitchev and his men used the time to assemble several large devices. If the computer-part of the mission failed they were equipped with a powerful transceiver. They should try to connect the antenna with the one installed in the ship and they hoped that they had enough power to speak to the giant aliens. For now all what Norlitchev could do was to wait for the truck. Since they feared automatic devices that could detect and identify them as intruders, they wouldn’t use the walkie-talkies inside the ship.

Meanwhile Sul had lifted her colossal body from the grey spot that displayed the remains of Kiev. The walkie-talkie was off so no one could warn Noritchev. As his brain had thought out the source of the mighty thumps that rocked the ship the colossal frame of her left shoe moved into the ship and stepped down. Before Noritchev realized his terror the training of the elite soldier took over and did something that would have been very sensible against a hail of bullets. He leapt into the air to throw himself behind the next cover and evade the bullets. Only there were no bullets and there was no cover. Suddenly Norlitchev found himself some twenty feet above the ground and a thundering boom deafened him momentarily. A heavy gust hit him and blew him away. Another two heavy thunder- like booms occurred before he finally hit the ground only to be rocketed back into the air with the next earthquake. Then finally he had thought out what was happening. He had not leapt twenty feet into the air but the heavy footfall of a giantess had sent him through the air. Before he fell down again he got a glimpse of her titanic shape moving away from them at a terrific speed. But as he hit the ground this realization wasn’t worth anything. The next concussion was still powerful enough to send him up into the air again. This time, only five feet. Then finally he could stand on the floor again but without any chance to move. He felt lucky as he managed to turn around and look for his men. Finally as he saw the other soldiers the tremors got weak enough for him to run towards them. The heavy air currents caused by the moving giantess had torn the group apart. Now they were returning towards their equipment.

While his men checked the equipment for any damage he looked back at the giantess. She was strolling down a kind of corridor towards the spaceship’s cabins. Norlitchev made a quick decision. He knew that the second giantess would hit as hard as the first. Then he realized that this giantess had never intended to hit so it was hardly possible to think of the mayhem if one of them decided to hit. "Fix those boxes on the ground. We have to weld some steel ropes to the ground. Report any damage to the equipment immediately." Luckily everything was all right, as most of the boxes had been prepared for the parachute drop. Securing the boxes was difficult. Norlitchev watched the giantess as she walked lazily through the ship. One of the men shouted to be heard over her footfalls and Norlitchev realized the indescribable sound of her footfalls was beginning to deafen them. He ordered them to wear ear protectors and thought how silly it sounded to protect oneself against the sound of a woman’s steps. The minutes that followed were terrible. They were protected against the deafening noise of her steps but still the ground shook under her footfalls. The giantess walked back and forth in the ship apparently waiting for something. Or for someone - Norlitchev had to react. Quickly he divided his men up into two groups. Ten of them should start their mission on the transceiver unit while the other ones should spread out the remaining material and supplies. It was difficult to get out the equipment while the earth heaved but as the giantess moved away towards her cabin it was possible without damage to the devices. The ten specialists started towards the wall. Norlitchev watched them until they had left the frame of the hatch behind. They would soon reach the mega skyscraper that was a small console to control the hatch. The ten men who stayed with Norlitchev were moving as fast as they could. Quickly they spread the supplies, weapons and the remaining devices along the hatch. The most important things were placed in the corners.

While his men stumbled about Norlitchev secured himself with an empty but still fastened box. With some indescribable feelings he watched the giantess. She was still moving aimlessly through the ship. On a whim she neared the control panel on the left. Her last five steps made any work or movement impossible. Norlitchev clutched the box but everyone else was dancing helplessly on the ground. Supplies simply smashed on the ground after jumping twenty or thirty foot wide. A tin that flew from an unsecured box hit one of his men. The next step sent his unconscious body through the air and without the ability to control his fall he smashed into the ground and Norlitchev´s fantasy created an evil crunch as his neck and spine distorted deadly on the impact. Then it was over and the giantess looked at the hatch controls. The men resumed their activity, with no one but Norlitchev realizing the first victim. Norlitchev looked at the girl. Her bare feet stuck in black stiletto Mules with a comparably small platform sole. To the ten specialists that were somewhere out of view but definitely in the area around her feet however this sole was more than a hundred feet high and her big toe rose nearly two hundred feet from the insole. Anything else on the giantess was simply too large to be estimated. Norlitchev took out his binoculars. They had built in scales to determine the distance and size of an object. But the field of view was simply too small. Her stiletto heel filled four fields of view. The field of view was about 600 feet for this distance. More than two thousand feet. Norlitchev gave up and just looked up those tremendously high legs. Then way above he saw this black thong. Using his binoculars again he was shocked to see a completely flattened car stuck to the string. Quickly he put the field glasses aside and suppressed the urge to puke. He was trained to see the killing of thousands in a nuclear attack but this was simply too much. The force of a nuclear weapon applied by a string of women’s lingerie. The car was like a louse to her only weaker and any human being was so much smaller than a car.

Then his male instincts made him think of her cunt. Quickly he looked up to her hips and her tummy as the first imagination of that cunt hit him like a ton of bricks. But his hormones were on the way. Soon he found himself adoring this beautiful girl. The proud breasts that were mostly uncovered by the small triangular cloth that no one seriously called a bikini top. He just watched in awe forgetting about her terrific size. The blonde hair that cascaded down her back and around these fantastic pair of tits was a nice frame for these boobs. Norlitchev found no words to describe her tits. She was gorgeous. Placed aside that she was a giantess those tits were so large and smooth and so firm standing from her chest the look was fantastic. He quickly looked at the blonde’s beautiful face and her green eyes only to go back to these tits. Norlitchev didn’t explain why he had divided the men into two groups. He didn’t tell them that this giantess was waiting for her friend. Norlitchev forgot about his men. As the soldiers had completed their task they returned to Norlitchev. The work had been easy since the giantess had stopped moving but they were still too exhausted to realize that Norlitchev was hypnotized by the titanic girl’s beauty. They just sat down and watched the gigantic girl. Some of them falling in love with her body as well. Two minutes passed before the giantess started moving again. The heavy footfall of this careless girl sent them all into the air. Quickly they realized their situation. Norlitchev and everyone had completely forgotten to grab some of the securing strings. He cursed and the next minute they were all too busy to get a grip on the boxes and ropes. Norlitchev thought about the other giantess. They better move out of the doorway. But the same instant he realized that it was too late. The booming sound caused by black mules and another sound and earthquake suddenly accompanied their stiletto heels.

Two seconds later they saw it. The clear slipper traveled through the air at a marvelous speed. They watched the stiletto heel with debris stuck beneath as it came down only four hundred feet in front of them, which meant almost nothing to those giantesses. Then all of them lost their grip and flew helpless through the air.

“At least she didn’t step on us and we are safe for now,” Norlitchev thought. Then the booming sound of talking giantesses deafened him even through his ear protectors. While the giantess welcomed her friend the beautiful redhead turned around. With a quick step forward she reached for the handle and closed the hatch. Norlitchev saw the arm extending and the redhead’s face as she bent forward. Then he saw the sole of her slipper. Before his brain had realized the view of the ball of her foot and the soles of her toes through the clear material of the shoe it was over. Norlitchev and his men hadn’t gotten the time to realize and fear. They simply squished under the tender foot of this redheaded giantess. Then the thin slime dried and was ground off with her next step.

Sul greeted her friend Naracha and watched as she closed the hatch. With a click the automatic shutter closed and the controls on the console turned to an ‘air lock OK’ in strange green letters. "Come on Sul, let’s look what the computer found out about them. The system has been gathering information while we were out." With that Naracha headed for the computer room with Sul following her. Naracha sat into the chair and activated the computer. Both girls looked at the gathered news.

NO FURTHER INFORMATION AVAILABLE.
PLANETARY BROADCASTS LIMITED TO EVACUATION WARNINGS.

CAUSE: POPULATION IN STATE OF PANIC.

CAUSE OF PANIC: ALIEN INVASION - THIS CYGRIAN SPACESHIP AND THE PASSENGERS

CAUSE OF INVASION - NOT COMPUTABLE PROBLEM
 

PROBLEM DESCRIPTION:

1. NO ATTACKS FROM CYGRIAN PASSENGERS ONLY PASSIVE VISIT OF THIS PLANET

2. POPULATION OF PLANET ACCUSES CYGRIANS OF MASS MURDER AND RECKLESS INVASION
 

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"This is fun!" Naracha said. "Even the computer doesn’t realize what we are doing!" Sul smiled. "That will be great for tomorrow. We can do anything we want to them." "Yes!" With that the computer was turned to sleep mode and the girls raised and went into their cabins. The next day would be great and maybe their dreams could deliver some good ideas and games to try.

Tevitov had been with his men. They had easily found some openings to get into the computer. But before that they had climbed the large socket at the base of the main unit. Then the specialists had started. Tevitov couldn’t believe that they were ready for their message. The whole time the ship had vibrated under the footfalls of that blonde goddess and sometimes he had been barely able to hold onto the edge of a screw. Then they had to wait until one of the giant girls would use the computer. The remaining specialists had secured themselves on the ground at the base of the computer. Only Tevitov had used a rocket pack to reach the keyboard and the fuel had just been enough to reach the keys near to the edge. He should make eye contact after the message was displayed so he used special glue to attach a safe line near the gigantic keys that were larger as a city-block. Everyone was ready and Tevitov ordered one of his men to return the truck to Norlitchev. He knew that they would need the truck to transport the supplies. Ten minutes later the girls appeared and the titanic redhead sat down in front of the computer. Tevitov heart was beating fast. The Monitor flashed and signs appeared. “Now!” he thought. But then there was a shadow descending on him. It happened too fast. Suddenly a red fingernail passed above him and hit a key with a deafening thunder. Then other keys followed. The concussions were terrific but somehow Tevitov didn’t pass out as those titanic fingers typed several commands. He looked terrified at those gigantic fingers and the giant thump only a hundred feet above his body. Then suddenly the typing stopped with a very hard keystroke.

Suddenly the thump came down. Tevitov was the first one who had the time to realize. The giantess was going to rest her hand on the keyboard and he was too small to be seen. Then the side of her thumb settled on him. With a single and microscopic squish, Tevitov’s existence was ended. Meanwhile on the ground the men panicked. As the computer had been turned on the power had proven to be much stronger than thought. Instantly the devices exploded or simply glowed off into black slag. Two men were blinded from the explosions and one of them fell into a melting block of devices. High voltage turned his body into a smoking corpse. The men shouted out their desperation. Two of them ran towards the see-trough-slippers of the giantess only to be snuffed out and ground to paste by an inconsiderate movement of her foot. The other ones gathered some fifty feet from the burning devices. "Can anyone hear me? Our mission failed. Get us out of this cabin quickly!" They realized that the walkie-talkie was the only possibility to get help and the truck had left only ten minutes ago. But the only answer they got was static.

The truck driver couldn’t hear them. Driving on the ship’s floor was easy. Sometimes there were particles of dust but they were easily to swerve. Seven minutes after he had left the computer team his truck suddenly rumbled and he stopped. One of the tires was slowly but definitely losing pressure. Then as he had just opened the tool case, the womanquakes came nearer. He looked up and froze in terror at the view of the giantesses. The redhead and the blonde were coming towards him. But this time it was no bored sauntering. They came at full walking speed. He didn’t get the time to figure out if one of them would step on him. Suddenly the black mule was above him and the blonde stepped on the hapless man. The impact of her stiletto heel was about to catapult him into the air but before his feet left the ground there was the platform sole coming down on him. This time it was no playful stepping and sensuously squashing. The foot came down in an instant. There wasn’t the time for his body to tear open and squish to the sides. With his face looking up the man was simply compressed and flattened on the ground. All humidity evaporated and turned instantly into steam that was also compressed under her shoe. The bones of his body were pulverized and then compacted by the terrible weight of the blonde giantess before she raised her heel. With that the pressure was released and finally two tenths of a second later the shoe was lifted from the ground. The truck had been turned into a square of steel. The metal had been molten under the terrific pressure but there had been no time for the slag to flow out into a dollop. After a minute the remains of the soldier fluttered to the ground. The shoe had dragged it half a mile through the air before it fell off. The strange expression on his face was still visible in the flattened and dried remains but no one would ever find it.

The remaining specialists of the computer-team got mad as no one answered. Again and again they tried until suddenly one of the men yelled. The other ones had just the time to move their heads before the clear slipper reached them. The giantess was playfully pressing her toes into the shoe and pushed it over the ground in the process. The small movement was enough for them. The tip of the sole rose ten feet into the air. Only one was able to jump but he couldn’t get a grip on the smooth surface of the clear plastic. As he dropped in front of the arriving shoe he was splattered with blood as she ground his mates into paste. Then she squashed his body and an instant later they had turned into smear that she was grinding into nothing under her sole. Her shoe thundered against the base of the computer, which finally supplied the needed resistance to adjust her foot comfortably in her slipper.

The only soldiers left were the radio specialists. They had watched the death of Norlitchev and realized that they were on their own. But only half an hour later the currents from the alien radio simply blew their installations. They knew that they had no food. The walkie-talkie had ended under a slipper with Norlitchev. The hatch was closed and they didn’t know anything about Tevitov. After a long quarrel they parted. Three of them wanted to search the air system for a way outside while the other ones wanted to search for Tevitov and his men. The three disappeared through the holes of an air vent near the ground. A heavy current of air was sucked into the opening. Carefully they moved in the tube. But after two hours the storm had weakened them. It was impossible to stop because they knew they would fall asleep. If that happened the storm would’ve taken them and as they thought they would fall out of the ship. And as they knew its size they estimated the exit vent to be mounted at least half a mile above the ground. But then one by one they stopped and finally slept. Quickly the storm took them and they were sucked down into the ship. Their end was quick and painless. The hygienic filters stopped them with a terrible smash and their bodies were instantly shredded into pieces before the remains gathered in the filter.

Seven remaining men had no hope. They were exhausted and were at least ten miles away from Tevitov. That was not much for them but they didn’t want to be stepped on which meant that they would have to walk along the walls. But that way was at least two times longer. And then they had to pass several doorways. Finally they took the direct route. They had only five seconds to realize that all these thoughts had been useless. The giantesses came back from the computer and directly towards them. Whatever direction they could’ve chosen - as exhausted as they were it would’ve taken them between two and four minutes to clear the path for the black platform sole that was nearing. Those five seconds were just enough for a realizing sigh before Sul´s foot arrived and flattened them unaware of their presence. She however pressed some switches to protect the ship overnight and went to bed.

Like years ago the night was peaceful. Two hours after sunset the red-cross-convoy arrived where Kiev had been hours ago. Reporters had been faster and no one cared to keep them back. Soon spotlights moved over the area. Some TV-teams searched the darkness. They moved through deserted scenery. There were large hills and slopes. Then there were large plain areas of concrete like material sometimes broken by countless cracks radiating out from another field surrounded by a ring of hills. Though it was obvious it took some time until the first photographer said "We’re standing on her footprint." The few words spread out over the area. For a minute or two the word "footprint" echoed around until the full realization came into their minds. The sudden quietness filled them with fear. Some of them panicked and fled out of the imprints climbing the mountain ring that surrounded each shoeprint while others simply sat down and looked at the compressed ground that had once been a living city with houses, cars and people. After five minutes the first reporter got up and gathered his team around him. Finally he described the situation. Calmly and without any kind of overemphasis he described his surroundings. He even forgot the usual "This is Harry Mollert on CFG live from Kiev..." he simply said. "We are here in the area which has been Kiev some hours ago. The ground we are standing on is a concrete-like material of sometimes-grey sometimes-sandlike tone. Some parts are covered with a slight pattern. In the last minutes we figured out that this is indeed the terrifying impression left by a shoe.

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Right now we are standing in the rear parts of the imprint. The wedge heel has simply flattened the ground we are standing on right now. The great pressure must’ve compacted everything into this concrete-like stone. I think we will show you the footprint so you can try to understand at least a small bit of what has happened here. Right behind me there are some hills. Thomas will now move the camera along this ring. Right here the ring is in a distance of fifty foot. The hills are up to thirty feet in height. Now we are looking further to the left. Go on Thom, show the complete circle. Yes we’re completely surrounded by this ring of hills. Lets move towards those hills. As you can see the hills are of the same material as the plain area behind us. It’s the outline of the footprint that you see here. The immense pressure has made the material squash out from under the shoe as it sunk into the ground. Now we will move forward. Well this will take a while." He did something he had never done before. He said nothing while they walked until something new appeared in the spotlight. They stood in front of a small but smooth slope. It rose nearly to a height of twenty feet. It had to belong to the footprint somehow. For some ten seconds they stood and watched.

"Well this must be the front part of the heel. It’s strange how similar these aliens are with us humans. Just like on earth the ladies’ wedge heels have a small block of plastic under the end of the heel to protect it from scratches and dirt. What we see here must be the edge of such a block. Ah Tom, please look at Susan’s shoes. Yes. Hello Susan, she’s our audio operator. Today she’s wearing shoes similar to those that caused the disaster in Kiev. Tom zoom on the heels." The picture showed Susan’s white sling pumps with a slim wedged heel. Everyone could see the black peace of plastic that had been torn and crushed out of its former shape. Susan liked these shoes and she had worn them very often but now she was sad and embarrassed to be compared with this disaster. After two seconds she simply moved out of the light and Tom turned the camera towards Harry. "Uhm…Susan, I am sorry to compare you with this...uhm...Well, we will try to climb up onto the sole imprint. This will be a little difficult. ... Well here we are. This area is much larger. Now the ground is covered with a kind of pattern. There are some lines about five-foot wide and four feet in height. The lines are building some strange figures that are about fifty feet wide. It must be the pattern on the sole of her shoe which is imprinted here." He didn’t realize that he forgot more and more about the disaster. His fascination grew and he only thought about the power that had been wielded here. "We will now move towards the tip of her shoe. It’s difficult to climb these walls from her sole-pattern but it will go. Come on Tom!

Now the color of the ground is changing. It must’ve been a large house of black stones that has been crushed here but the light we have is not sufficient to tell any details. This is a long way we have to go. The footprint measures at least several hundred foot in length." The team was moving as fast as they could but it took them a lot of time to climb the wall like sole lines and jump down into the next valley without destroying their equipment. Then Susan started to walk on top of the broad walls. Soon the others followed her and Harry started speaking again. "We are now moving in the front third of the imprint. About one hundred feet in front of me the way is blocked. As we can see now this is the imprint of what I would like to call a walking step. As the giantess had raised her heel her toes had to support her full inexplicable weight and exerted an additional indescribable force to push her colossal body forward. Under the immense pressure the already rock hard compressed material broke again under the tip of her shoe and a large (SCHOLLE) has been tilted downward and crushed much deeper into the ground in the process. The end of this (SCHOLLE) facing towards the heel has risen into the air like the back of the sinking Titanic and blocks our way like a mountain range. So we can’t move any further. It seems that the whole area of Kiev and its suburbs have been flattened like the inside of this shoeprint. Looking at the surrounding areas that are covered by more imprints without any space left out its sure that there were no survivors in Kiev. This was Harry Mollert for CFG. - - - Out!"

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Meanwhile there were helicopters searching the area for any survivors. But no one had any real hope. They couldn’t even identify corpses or vehicles. Everything was just crushed into paste and compressed into concrete. One hour later Harry and his team left a helicopter near the center of Moscow. An army General had gotten it for him realizing that he was indeed the only one of the many reporters who could somehow report this without spreading more panic over the television. His report had been more like a science show or something. "Mr. Mollert! Please look at what we’ve found here. This imprint is much bigger as all the others. We believe that the giantess had rested her ass right here were we are standing. Down there in the pubic area we have found wetness. It’s ahm well I don’t know how to explain. Mr. Mollert it looks as if the giantess has exerted sexual actions on Moscow. To put it another way: she has crushed Moscow simply for lust and sexual satisfaction." Mollert didn’t say a word. The general had zoomed away the distance he had been trying to build up. Suddenly he saw this picture of this titanic ass coming down and crushing out thousands of lives in less than a second. He saw the fleeing people with the fear in their faces just before they were snuffed out to stimulate the dripping wet cunt of this giantess. Then all the others who had been crushed unnoticed and unfelt under these titanic shoes of hers while others splattered against the tip of her shoe and toes along with their houses as she moved her feet among the skyscrapers like walking through short grass. Mollert fell down sobbing in a state of mad unconsciousness. The general simply looked away and walked over to his soldiers to give some senseless commands. The thick fragrant slime that everyone knew to be a giantess’ love juice was searched as it was the only hopeful place for survivors. But they found no one. Two hundred of those bodies remaining uncrushed enough to be recognized as human were found but those people who had remained nearly unharmed by her massive body had been drowned in thick slime.

The next morning Naracha and Sul met near the hatch. Naracha smiled and asked Sul "Well where do you want to go today?" "Oh let’s do something together. The weather is fine and we shouldn’t miss this sunny day." "Yeah! What will you wear?" "Oh it’s already hot outside. I won’t put on anything larger than a bikini." "Great I’ve had this white and strappy nothing in my cabin for at least two months. Now its time for it to be worn along with those silvery high-heeled slippers." "Oh no! I want to wear my flat-heeled beach sandals. The blue ones you know?" With that they had reached their cabins and parted to dress up.

Minutes later, Sul looked at Naracha’s gorgeous body. As she had promised she stood there in high-heeled slippers. The single strap across her toes was so smooth that the silver colored leather reflected the image of her body. Naracha’s crotch was hardly covered by the white triangle that no one serious would’ve called bikini bottoms. Even less fabric supported her heavy tits. The strappy top had not enough material to cover her aureoles. Naracha’s green eyes were filled with that playful lust and Sul felt the first pleasant tingle in her crotch. The blue bikini she was wearing consisted of just enough material to be called bikini. But she was sure that there wasn’t a single square inch too much on it. Playfully she wriggled her toes in the blue beach sandals she was wearing. The thick sole was made of soft foam and very comfortable. Naracha laughed as she realized her thoughts. "Let’s get out quick!" she shouted and ran towards the hatch. Her laughter could be heard for miles along with Naracha’s next sentence. "We will be together today. So we will use the area for both of us. Let’s head towards the sun!" As giantesses turned south mankind held its breath. No one could translate their language so no one knew what they intended to do. But seconds later the number of those who were completely uninterested in the giantesses plans. For example, the people of XXX. Those who were already awake had as their last sight the sole of Sul’s blue sandal. XXX was a small town and Sul’s flats were just a little larger. With a simple BOOOM! the city ceased to exist.
 

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