Empire
By Gator




The pilot shifted in his seat delicately as he brought his shuttle down on home turf. He'd been in space for three days after the crews had excavated enough "material" to sell.

The war with Diluthia had waged for months before a few worlds got fed up and used huge ships with shrinking cannons to reduce the entire enemy world to a fraction of it's original size.

Now the enemy was being sold in one foot square clear boxes an entire city block at a time. It was a way to make a profit on the otherwise unfortunate war effort.

The pilot landed softly knowing the delicacy of the cargo, and he didn't want to damage the goods during delivery even though he himself had lost two brothers and a sister in the war.

He powered down and went to the back where two armed guards were loafing. It was laughable to guard a hundred plus little clear boxes with weapons that discharged bullets bigger than any adversary that might escape them. The pilot let the hatch down and saw that the "customers" had come to the supplier with their credit cards handy.

He took off his flight gloves and helmet and watched the guards dish out the ornamental clear boxes. It was actually kind of better than blowing the place up like was initially decided upon, but mass destruction weapons were outlawed in most systems and not allowed by either side. Seeing his enemy falling into the people's hands made him hold his nose up just a few notches more.

Within an hour there were no boxes left and tomorrow he would have to take off again and harvest another quarter million credits worth of property. A very profitable day.

***

Lauren was extremely excited as the small plastic box hit her hands. An entire city block from another world was hers to own. And yes, just as the advertisement boasted, the occupants were still in residence. All the people around her were just as curious as her about their new possession.

Her eyes lit up as she saw millions of tiny things moved in the tiny inch wide streets as it swayed in her hands.

She went back to her sister's car barely able to keep her eyes off of the tiny buildings and streets.

***

"The panic did not seem to end. The city was a near ruin, but worse yet, everyone and everything in it was now held hostage only what we can guess is the enemy." Rob Wayne put his microphone down. He'd never gotten his chance at real newspaper, and here he was with real news. The very end of their world. He hit record again with a sickening sensation. "I was there when it was first declared the enemy had amassed a fleet of ships against us. Our defense shield seemed to not work at all. And then the worst nightmare happened. I was on the top of our building when I saw the horizon distort and bend ... ."

He dropped the microphone when he ran out of tape. Fuck it. The batteries would be dead soon anyway and who would be around to listen to his fucking thoughts?

There was no power or water or anything. Just dead buildings with people running in panic. It was a complete anarchy. He had his pistol sitting on his desk before him. He remembered well the faces of the bigger than giant people who began cutting up the town as if it were a cake... and putting it in boxes. He was certain he'd lost his holy living mind. The people were too large to be certain what was going on half the time. Now the thrumming in the city drew to a close.

It was the first time in days Rob had heard silence.

Now the terror was back.

Screams from all over the building could be heard as light from all sides illuminated the city. He looked out the window and paled more as he saw his city block and the next few over. All encased in the indestructible prison. Which to the enemy was no more than a few pieces of plastic glued together.

The screams throughout the city rose as the boxes began to be snatched away like toys. It was a horrific sight knowing that their prison was soon to go. Go to what? What torturous plan did the enemy have? Were they to be put in a museum?

Perhaps the President of the planet himself wished to run them over with a lawnmower and this was his way of prolonging their sentence? His mind wasn't ready for the move. The city was taken and the earth shattering spills as everything in his office fell to the walls was deafening. Rob fell sliding and just as suddenly the room canted to the other side and he was sliding back toward the window. The only noise was the crashing of things all around him when the building stilled again. So still.

He saw the sun rise.

No, bigger than the sun.

The top of an enormous planet sized thing rose and rose above the cityscape as he dazedly looked out the window, unknowingly cut badly by the flying debris. It rose and rose until he could see the face of an impossibly huge girl. He could tell nothing about her intentions by her green eyes, but he was so fascinated as she stared at the city that the whole universe seemed to stand still for a long while. Seeing past her, he could see other giants. The further away he looked, the better he could tell they were mere playthings for these people. All the other city blocks were in the hands of just plain citizens. He saw a dark-haired woman instantly throw hers to the ground; her voice was a boom to the plastic prison he was in. But he knew what she said, "Die you little bastards! You killed my husband!"

He watched in maniacal terror. The entire city block was blasted to ruin as it hit the ground. And then her boot clad foot dangled from her thin tanned leg for a moment before smashing down and flattening the box and everything inside to dust.

Dust!

Thousands perished just like that!

The woman walked off in a huff. She'd had her revenge. The face of their new "owner" snagged his attention again. The face began to... smile.

***

Rob Wayne put his hands to his face to realize he was as beat up as he felt. The outside view was too big and moving too rapidly, as if it was all just a movie on a universe sized screen. The light from the outside world burned his cheeks like the sun was up, but the sun from their home system was millions of miles away. His legs finally gave out and he fell with the piles of ceiling tile and books on the floor. The screams of people in the building was turning into shouting matches as people completely went out of their wits. He heard on man say he was going to QUIT if his boss didn't do something about the situation!

Rob knew then that any plan for escape was more futile than just a waist of time. He himself didn't trust his sanity at this point. He decided to just jump from the building and end it all.

He announced it. "I'm ending it all!" perhaps the secretary down the hall was still alive to hear him. Maybe she wasn't. He gathered himself up to do this one last act of defiance. "They'll never take me alive" was all he could think of for his last words.

He got to his feet and thrust his head out the window.

Suddenly the sky went RED.

Red? Rob's eyes didn't even focus for a second. A pair of lips 20 times wider than any skyscraper pressed to the transparent prison walls and left a lipstick stain that on a coffee cup or napkin would have been cute. But on this scale made him scream for the first time since the ordeal began. Her mouth was big enough to eat the building he was in like a sugar wafer. He went screaming down the hall jumping over toppled computers and filing cabinets. "The world's ending! It's the end of the world! Run for you lives!"

***

Lauren kissed her prize she was so happy. Being as careful as possible, she went to her sister's car and got a ride to her friend Melissa's house. The whole time she watched her prize.

"Careful Gina!" she scolded her older sister's driving. "You're making my buildings crumble!"

"Serves those bastards right!" Gina grumbled back to her sister. Without restraining herself Gina reached over and flicked the plastic with her finger like she used to flunk Lauren on the head when she was younger.

"Gina! This cost me a whole month's allowance!" Lauren was not something Gina could tamper with anymore.

"Sorry, sis. But they would have killed us if they won the war!" Gina pouted barely keeping her eyes on the road.

Lauren just huffed. One of the tallest buildings she had has split off at the top and left a puff of smoke inside her perfect little box. "Just be more careful!" Lauren wasn't joking.

***

Rob had never snapped like this before. When he was exhausted and ran until he couldn't run anymore, he stopped in the middle of the street and focused on the sky again. It was distorted as hell but he was looking up at the bottom of the new owner's boob. Way above that was her face and the ground rumbled more and less as the whole planet sized body shook beneath the city. A car came swerving up the street and crashed into a toppled over fire truck. A woman got out and staggered toward him.

"What's happening? What's going on?" she looked drunk or something.

Rob just pointed up.

The woman looked up. But evidently couldn't decipher what her eyes were seeing. "What? The sky is falling? This is an earthquake!" She staggered and finally looked him in the face. "You're all cut up? What happened to your face?"

"That's what happened to my face!" Rob made her look up again. "We're obviously inside a clear box sitting on a girl's lap that is so big she can carry it like a purse!"

She looked around the sky. Suddenly a hand came to the plastic and a boom hit the town that shook the ground like a gong. Everything in the street shrieked and skidded as the noise of the boom bucked the buildings like nothing that had happened before.

Does that mean that the initial giants that put the city in the box were being... gentle?

He thought that surely there was no greater power of fury than what they did when they cut the city up into pieces and tore them from the ground the city had been on! But this was just a flick of a fingernail. He saw the retreating hand, the size of nuclear power plant retreat away. It was raining glass and chips of mortar from all directions.

"See? It's an earth quake!" His new blonde companion stood over him and scowled. "I hope my insurance covers this. I wrecked my new car. See?" she was obviously dumb enough for Rob to spend the rest of his life with. Maybe she was the sane one!

***

The entire reason Lauren could actually afford her new toy is because her friend Melissa Jennings has contributed most of it. Even though they went to the same private school, Melissa was ten times richer than Lauren's parents. Her mother was a senator and her father a surgeon. That left Melissa home with a mansion full of servants most of the time when she wasn't vacationing with her folks.

Gina dropped Lauren off at the big house and Melissa came out to greet her. "Hey! Let me see?" Melissa had really not been interested before seeing "just a silly model" but now her eyes got wide as she really saw the thing.

"It's real. If you look close enough, you can tell." Lauren bubbled as Melissa delicately took the clear box from her friend and brought her pretty blue eyes up close.

"Awww. I can, I think I can, see people and cars and everything... wow."

"Have you got a magnifying glass?" Lauren asked swelling with pride that her friend admired something that was hers for a change.

"I've got better than that." Melissa gave the prize back to Lauren as they went into the house and rode the ele-platform to Melissa's bedroom.

***

After a while, Rob's new girlfriend started getting skittish. The landscape changed to the scene of a huge mansion. The brightness of it all nearly blinded them, and then a shadow befell the entire city. The head of another young woman with a rich mane of blond curls eclipsed their sun as Rob and his new companion gaped at the sight.

"Hey ... That's not supposed to happen." the blond accused Rob.

"Oh! I feel a lot better. I thought I was hallucinating, bitch!" He accused back.

But neither of them could fight at the moment. Two faces pressed together to look in on them and suddenly it appeared that their eyes were focused singularly on them! Feeling no more interest than self-preservation, they ran into the nearest liquor store and suddenly found that that was the mistake of their lives. It was full of broken glass and gushing ruined alcohol everywhere. Still they stayed under the eves of the storefront.

***

They laid the box snugly on Melissa's huge make-up counter and Lauren parked her butt on the bench so she could concentrate on what she was seeing. Melissa went to her closet and pulled out an elaborate ultra expensive device and began putting the modules together.

Lauren gulped as her eyes gaped at Melissa. "Is that what I think it is?" Lauren openly thrilled to the idea.

"Yep," Melissa said proudly. "Now stand back."

Within a few moments the 12-inch square box became a 3-foot square box. Both girls were in awe at the difference it made. They peered in and could physically see jewelry box and cigarette box sized buildings plainly. Looking as close as they could through the plastic they saw people in their windows pointing and hiding. Both of them were grinning maniacally as they gloated over their possession.

"I doubt they thought of this when they decided to fuck with our military." Melissa sneered at the tiny occupants and showed them her teeth that were still bigger than their cars.

"I think I'll show them what I really think!" Lauren stood and dropped her jeans. She mooned the case sized city block of her enemy. "They can kiss my ass!" Lauren giggled as Melissa burst out laughing at her. It was hilarious to the girls.

Melissa got really serious though. "Let's open it."

"I don't want to break it open, what if they get out?"

"We'll cut it on top. They can't get out the top. Besides, they won't be around long enough to get out!" Melissa glared at the buildings.

Lauren got very pensive. "But, Mel. I bought it to keep... it might get all wrecked up if we try to take it apart!"

"Laurie! Don't be silly! They only cost money, right? I can afford to buy the whole next shipment if I want to! Daddy left me his credit card. But we've got this one now... and I'm excited!"

"Uh, me too. It kinda makes me feel good. They're gonna be sorry they ever messed up like this." Laurie finally admitted.

"That's just it. We can do anything we want! Might as well have fun, right?" Melissa took out a letter opener and started it. It was a razor sharp vibro-knife. It took a while, but soon the plastic housing had a nice line all the way around the side of the box so that it would come apart in two halves.

***

Rob couldn't run far enough away. He and Cindy made it down a staircase and found the basement of the liquor store was all caved in. They instead went out the back door into another big building and found its boiler room in tact. The outside world had turned to a hideous buzzing. Rob didn't know what the buzzing was, but whatever it was, they wanted to be deep.

They found more people when they got to the bottom and couldn't go any further. "What's happening! Who are you! Is it nuclear war?" a haggard business man with a bleeding bald head accused Rob.

"I'm a reporter. And nuclear war would be a lot better than what's really going on." He had taken some cigarettes from the liquor store and attempted to light one.

Cindy coughed when it finally lit. "I hate smoke. I don't like it," she waved her hand at him as if it could purify the air.

"What is it them? What has happened?" A haggard older lady bawled. "I saw this... thing and it was... the end of the world or something." she bawled. No one else in the crowd seemed to believe her, or didn't know what she was saying because she herself didn't know what her eyes were seeing.

"It's the end of the world, like she said" Rob accepted that as as good an answer as any. All of them stared at him in dismay as if were supposed to say everything will be okay or something. But he didn't and that made them go to the anger stage.

"Well I'm going up there then! If it didn't kill you, it won't kill me!"

"I'm going too!" another man screamed. Being penned up all this time had made them itchy to do something. "As long as there's no radiation... "

"No radiation." Rob said starting to laugh at them. It was a maniacal laugh that stemmed from his previous break down. He was dirty and cut as he sweat profusely all over his ruined shirt. "Be my guest!" he laughed as he slumped against the dirty brick wall and sank to the floor.

"I've got to get my hair done this evening... do you think you could give me a ride to Brentwood in a couple of hours. I wrecked my car... " Cindy started digging through her purse for something to clean herself up with, totally ignoring the people making their way up to the surface.

***

The box finally came open. Melissa set the top off to the side and both girls looked in at once. Without further prompt Melissa put her hand in and picked up a bus in her fingernails. It was beat to pieces already, but it was rather detailed as pieces fell through the broken windows as Melissa looked it over. Suddenly a tiny body fell from it. Someone had been hiding in it!

Before either of them could react he fell to his death on Melissa's counter. He landed next to her lipstick assortment. They both were disappointed.

"Aww. He's dead." Lauren poked him with her fingertip and saw how limp the grain of rice sized man was. A spec of red was already under him.

"Don't worry." Melissa said tossing the bus in her waist bucket amidst the lipstick tissues and used hair spray cans. The remaining people in it died on impact as it collapsed on them. Melissa took a pair of eyebrow tweezers from the counter and began to peel open a building. The one-level hardware store was a jackpot for the girls. "Quick! They're getting away!"

Lauren took an eye liner pencil and began to herd the bug sized people away from their hiding places.

"I've got one." Melissa happily brought her trophy up to her face. He was dangling in her fingertips by his arm, which was crushed beyond healing. He flailed madly as Melissa grinned at him. Lauren gave up her herding for a moment to look.

"He's too tiny to tell if he's cute or not."

"Who cares? These little fucks were the reason we were in a war for crying out loud. Do you think they would have sold them off if they wanted them to live?" Melissa took out her nail clippers with her other hand. She lined up the jaws on the struggling bug and SNIP he fell in half. "Ha! That's a scream!" Melissa giggled at her mess. Again she tossed the remnants into the waist basket. The hunt was on again.

"Hey, these guys have guns. I think they're shooting at us!" Lauren suddenly felt a tiny pelt as if her hand was going to sleep.

"That's not fair, unless we can shoot back!" Melissa took a can of hair spray and fogged the hell out of the group of men. They had enough time to fall and try to crawl away, but Melissa's super quick dry formula hair mister had them frozen and dead within seconds.

Lauren giggled. She squished a bug sized frozen man with the tip of the pencil and his head broke off while his body stayed frozen.

"He's hard for me, Mel!" Lauren giggled and started poking around the other stiff tiny party.

It wasn't long before Melissa was hunting again. Suddenly a fly flew right into their scene. Melissa was annoyed. "Those little pests! We're not supposed to have flies in this house!" she grumped and tried to swipe at the thing. The tip of her fingernail caught the top of a building and powderized the top two stories instantly. The fly just flew through the tiny powdery dust cloud and zoomed at Melissa's face.

She blew it backward.

The moment she did, a gale windstorm swept cars, bits of buildings, and people off their feet. The fact that the back of the box was still in tact made it worse. Cars and a billion pieces of scrap went up into the air like baking powder and a mess ensued. Both girls giggled at the havoc Melissa created by accident. It was so precious; Lauren put her lips to the tallest building left and began to blow.

***

Harold and Ron had just finished blockading the windows with desks, pieces of office dividers, anything they could find. They were both sweating profusely as they saw the destruction and still didn't know what to do. If they went downstairs, the building could still fall on them. And they saw that guns did no good. They were indeed doomed. Harold took his pistol and put it to his mouth. He pulled the hammer and looked at Ron. The other man didn't have the courage to do it either, but they'd both been talking about it for days. They were out of food, and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that their captors were delivering a slow tortuous death.

Harold couldn't take it any longer. A huge growling wind suddenly got his attention and some of the barricade was blown down. "Damn!" Ron ran to put it back up. Harold went to help his friend with the heavy work. The wind died as suddenly as it had come. Both men hurriedly grabbed for the pieces of wood to prop it all back up when Ron screamed.

They both forgot barricading the windows; a face as big as the sky began to blow right at them! All of the make shift widow blocks creaked and fell inward as the lips began delivering more and more air. The heat and dampness of the giantess' breath was like a rainstorm hitting them in the face.

And then her lips began to constrict on her breath and blow harder. A roar like the space shuttle taking off made everything in the building start heading away from the blasting air. Suddenly Harold was holding onto the windowsill for dear life as his face began to flap in the faster and faster wind. Ron screamed and flew backward splatting on the wall as if he'd just fell out of a five-story window. The last thing Harold saw was the gargantuan lipsticked aperture narrow even further and the very building began to buckle.

***

After the tiny flakes quit falling the girls smiled at each other. "I feel B-B-B-BAAAD TO THE BONE." Lauren giggled. She blew on the building again. More levels bucked and debris flew everywhere. "Just like blowing out a match." she smiled.

Melissa brought her blue eyes close to the next place as she peeled off the roof. She was mostly cross-eyed as she looked in on the split-level uppity bank. "It's a bank. Let's rob it!" Melissa began to pick at the big vault doors with her tweezers as people ran all over the place trying to get out of sight. Suddenly the vault popped open.

"Hey! If it's gold ... We can grow it and be rich!" Lauren suddenly perked.

"We're already rich! And growing gold isn't that much profit anyway. Look, it's just their money. See? But, there's a lot of it!" Melissa dug out bag after bag of money. She then took a tiny woman by the foot and dropped her amidst the collection of moneybags. "Count it!" Melissa commanded.

The tiny woman didn't have a clue what Melissa had just said, but her ankle was broken and she was in shock at the entire situation. She was bawling her eyes out uncontrollably.

"Count it, now!" Melissa's voice boomed at the woman. She wouldn't have been able to understand her, even if she spoke the same language. The voice was merely a thunderous boom to her. The pathetic little thing stayed curled up in a fetal position and wouldn't budge.

Melissa took a picture of her dog and scooped up all the moneybags with the woman on it. "I suppose it's a fortune on your conquered planet anyway. Do you know what it's worth to me?" Melissa chided the tiny quivering woman. "Nothing." Melissa answered herself and put the millions of dollars and the woman in her mouth and swallowed like she was taking medicine.

"Blech" Melissa licked her lips with a sour face.

Lauren was impressed though, "Wow, you really know how to pull off a bank heist, just hide the evidence!"

Melissa giggled. "And hide the bodies!" she blew into the bank with her lips purged like she was cooling a burned finger. The walls began to uproot and soon offices were open and ripe for the picking. "Little men, little men, let me in!" Melissa pouted and then grinned at her catch. "I didn't get to taste that last one." She licked the tip of her finger and stuck it to a tiny bank president cowering behind his desk. He came up screaming, stuck to the tip of her finger.

"Hey, what do they taste like?" Lauren frowned, surely it wouldn't hurt them to eat something so tiny. Even a virus would be too tiny to hurt you, right? Melissa put her victim into her friend's mouth. Lauren sucked the tiny thing off of the fingertip and tasted a splat as she squeezed the wiggling thing against the roof of her mouth.

Both girls looked at each other as Lauren swirled around the taste for a moment. "Hmmm ... I need more testing."

"Agreed." Melissa reached around behind herself and picked up her portasizer. She checked the batteries.

"Yea, but if you make it too much bigger, we'll have to move it." Lauren frowned as she subconsciously rubbed herself through her jeans.

"I don't have enough power to enlarge the whole thing again, but we can shrink ourselves some!" Melissa had an evil grin. Then both girls were wearing it.

"Now you're talking! Godzilla here we come!" Lauren welcomed the beam as it caressed her skin in that unfamiliar wave that makes your tongue taste like a nine-volt battery and your stomach do the windmill. Soon she was a little less than a quarter of her original height. She sat on the chair excitedly as Melissa picked her up like a beloved cat and put her to the edge of her city. "Her city" that she'd bought for her very own. The first thing she noted was the debris. Now it was most recognizable. The cars had enough detail to be models. Each car was the length of her hand.

The ruin of the city that was not quite visible from her vast size was now about her. She turned and saw Melissa's face admiring her new stature. "Now, go get 'em." she said poking Lauren in her perfect little blue-jean butt with her fingernail. Lauren walked down the street and picked up some roofing on a building to find the occupants within. Now the people were the size of mice to her. She grabbed up a little woman in a dress and her tiny boyfriend.

"Here goes!" Lauren put the tiny three-inch creatures in her mouth one at a time and ate them alive. It made her giggle as they fought. "This is fan-fucking-tastic!" she raised her arms in triumph. She saw some dude trying to run to another hiding hole. She brought her Nike down on him and he squashed like a fat bug under her foot. She heard the popping again. This time little stings came up on her skin. Someone was shooting at her! And again it didn't even pierce the skin. Lauren's thin arms waved angrily as she ran right at the shooter and she pummeled his building with her fists.

"Hold on!" Melissa saw the shooter's floor of a building. She blew in it and soon the level was devoid of life. She didn't blow hard enough to kill the building, just scour the floors until nothing was left but a stripped floor. Both girls smiled at the carnage Melissa's slight breath caused.

***

The hiding was intense. Rob Wayne sat with Cindy in the boiler room of a building and the walls crumbled. Suddenly they could hear an immense voice. A voice? For the first time he could hear what the giantess' had to say. Feeling a cause for alarm her lead Cindy back up to the street. The dead remains of the people from the cellar lay at their feet. A huge chunk of a building had squashed them. "End of the world" Rob reminded the dead bald guy as he and Cindy made their way stealthily down the city streets. They turned the corner of an alley to the main street and saw a foot at the other end.

A foot? He thought.

Either they were getting smaller ... Or the city was growing again?!

If they could only survive until the city was full sized! Maybe all the pieces would grow on their world and reunite! Maybe they hadn't completely lost! He hurried his pace to check on his suspicions. He had to get a good view of the rest of their world and he didn't want to risk getting in another tall building. He and Cindy were too late to see the giantess attached to the foot, when suddenly a face came over the side of the building and peered down at them. Within an instant they were grabbed in a hand the size of a car and hefted up into the sky.

The face of their original owner hove into view. She wasn't near as big as when he'd first seen her. Maybe there was hope for his race. He suddenly screamed in new fright when he saw another face ... bigger than ever right behind the giantess holding him and Cindy. Melissa watched the festivities with bubbling interest.

"He's cute!" Lauren cooed. "And she's cute too!" Lauren held up the tiny blonde to Melissa.

Melissa still couldn't see. She aimed her portasizer tip at the tiny squirming thing in Lauren's hand, and soon it was the same size as Lauren.

The blond-haired woman was wearing a red dress carrying a black purse and had on black high heels. She looked at the younger woman with piqued interest. "You're the girl who was in the sky a little while ago!" Cindy said like a complete airhead. (It was no act)

"Yep!" Lauren indicated to Melissa "she could be a lot of fun! She looks like a Barbie doll!"

"YEA!" Melissa was a bit jealous, but as long as she didn't have to put up with the woman on a permanent basis, she would use her for a toy. "But first, a test. Give her her boyfriend!"

Rob could not believe how the cards had been dealt. Suddenly he was filled with hope, then it was smashed. And now the very woman he'd been keeping hid with him was now their size! He couldn't believe the luck! She could save them all!

He hopefully began to thank his lucky stars when suddenly the girl who had grabbed him gave him to Cindy! He sat in Cindy's open palm and looked up into her beautiful blue eyes and cheered. "Yes! Cindy! You saved me! Thank you!" But he was interrupted by the giantess behind him.

"Your test is to do something creative with your boyfriend!"

"Creative?" Cindy asked looking at Rob with her always-happy airhead smile. "I could put him on a leash like a dog. But he's too small." she scowled at him. Melissa and Lauren were loving every second of Cindy. They thought she was the coolest chic they'd ever met! "I could do 'the dirty' with him. But he's not big enough for that either!" she accused.

"Oh, we can help you with that!" Melissa piped up. She grew the thing in her hand just a minute amount.

"Hmmm." Cindy licked her lips. "I haven't had anything to eat since my phone quit working."

"Eat him then!" Lauren started picking through a nearby building and finding another prime specimen. She put the tiny screaming woman in her mouth and showed her how easy it was.

Cindy smiled and gladly put Rob in her mouth and began chewing noisily as both girls laughed and decided to keep Cindy in "the club" for a while.

"Gosh, I'm starving. Do you think I could call for a pizza or something?" Cindy took her cell phone from her purse and frowned at it. "Damn! I'm taking this thing back!" she pouted.

Both of the girls thought she was hilarious. Lauren giggled and hugged the older woman's arm affectionately. "We'll get all the food you want! Help me gather everyone up!" Lauren's long brown hair dangled about her pretty face as she bent over to start picking at the windows and finding little groups of frightened people. Cindy wasn't really up to it, but imitated Lauren and was surprised to see how easy it was. She found a whole floor of people when she peeled the front of a building away with her hand. It crumbled like saltine crackers and she could easily scoop out the occupants.

"Where do we put them all?" she asked with two handfuls. Melissa took the candy dish off of her makeup desk and emptied the candies on the floor for the maid to clean up later. She put the candy dish on top of the first building Lauren had already cleared out. It crumpled like tin foil under the tons and tons of huge glass bowl. Both of the 18" women gladly let their handfuls of struggling prisoners go. They slid down the glass to the bottom of the bowl screaming.

It didn't take long for the harvest to take a real toll on the town. The buildings were picked apart level by level and more and more people were accidentally killed by the crumbling carnage.

***

Doug Simpson was never so afraid in his life. It wasn't just that he was going to die, it was that he was going to die by huge monsters and he didn't have anywhere to run. At first he thought it would be safe if he stayed in the cellar of his office building. Nada. It had been one of the first to start crumbling. He got out just in time to see it topple over behind him as he ran. The sky was full of huge shapes. He'd hid with a group of people in the lobby of a bank.

He hadn't been there long when the bank started coming apart. He'd slipped out the back and ran down the alley to the office building he was under now. A big computer bank for the phone service lay in ruin all around him with the battery back up still rolling the phrase "please call your number again, please call your number again, please call your number again ... "

Doug guessed the woman was in hell by now that made the message.

And the trice damned computer repeating it would soon be too.

When the end finally came, it was no surprise. He ran to the exit route he'd plotted but stopped cold in his tracks. There was no-where left to run. No where to hide. This was the last building standing.

He heard screams from overhead and huge crashes like a wrecking ball.

Doug made his way to the fire exit and kicked open the door to see that the steps were gone, and he was looking at a woman's foot. A twenty-foot long foot in a high-heeled shoe.

Feeling that he'd lost his mind he looked up and fell on his back in terror. His secretary, Cindy Arlen was standing over him a hundred feet tall. Her bouncing curls loomed about her face as she picked apart the building. Cindy!" He screamed. He didn't want her attention, he was screaming out of protest. She was the monster destroying the city?

Her big blue eyes focused on him when he screamed her name. She had two handfuls of businessmen and women from the executive upper levels in her hands. She looked as Doug with sudden recognition. "HI BOSS!" she smiled her ever-present bubble headed smile and turned away. Doug could now see the gargantuan bowl behind her. She deposited the screaming tiny people into the bowl to slide to the bottom. And then he saw, even behind the town sized bowl, was another face. Bigger than the sun or moon looking down at Cindy!

Cindy turned back around and looked down at Doug. "I've been really busy since the power went out. How come you're so tiny? I didn't think you would be one of the shrinkees, but I guess you are." she reached down and picked him up in his prone lying position. He screamed again. "Hey! Don't scream, that's what the other shrinkees do!" Cindy scolded. "I don't think I'm going to get my hair done. I think the hair salon is somewhere else, and if the same thing is happening there that's happening here... it might be gone by now." Cindy had never had such deep thoughts in her life. It gave her a headache to think so hard. She shrugged.

"But about tomorrow. I want to take a vacation day. Do you think you could fill it out for me?" Cindy asked the tiny three and a half-inch man in her palm. He was completely blown away. He just nodded dumbly.

"Come on. I think we're done." Lauren popped a thin red head in her mouth and began chewing noisily.

"Okay, coming." Cindy thought again. "If I put you in there, I might not be able to find you again tomorrow. I'll keep you in my purse!" she smiled and deposited Doug in amidst her million and one knickknacks. He'd never felt so scared or humbled as he was pinned to her cell phone by a tampon as Cindy zipped up her purse and walked with Lauren.

The two girls walked out as Melissa's gigantic hand removed the bowl from the city ruin. They stepped over the scant remaining Plexiglas wall onto the smooth surface of Melissa's makeup desk and were suddenly feeling tiny again in the behemoth surroundings. Melissa's lipsticks were bigger around than their legs.

Melissa smiled into her bowl and brought it over beside the two doll sized girls. She licked her lips. "Gee guys. I want in on the action. But first, may I?" she swept her hand over the ruins asking Lauren for permission.

"Go ahead Mel!" Lauren's interest peaked as Melissa brought her portasizer up to the ready position and shot the city again. This time it shrank and shrank under Melissa's nose as she smiled down on it.

***

Jeff Caloway and Margaret Brenner were alive. The monstrous noises had moved away and were now just a rumbling in the distance again. No more voices could be heard. They'd survived! Jeff cautiously pushed the man hole cover up and looked out. The leveled buildings were everywhere, but no giant women were among them anymore. They'd survived the strip search of the city in the nearly collapsed sewer hole.

Margaret pushed her way up the ladder too and peered out at the same sight. "They're gone" she whispered "It looks like everyone else in the city is gone too."

Jeff pushed the cover aside and now they could both see that behind them, that nothing in the sky looked right. But at least the giant women were gone. They didn't see any faces in the sky, but appeared that the sky was moving somehow.

They hurriedly looked around to see if there were any other survivors. The crumpled pieces of buildings made a canyon around where the road should have been. Jeff and Margaret climbed on top of a rubble pile so that they could see the entire city ruin. Suddenly Jeff's fear came back as the wind picked up a bit for no apparent reason. The booming in the distance became louder and louder as the rubble pile shook beneath their feet. Margaret screamed first as the sky slid away like a dream to reveal that the entire city had been behind an object... the object was a hairbrush handle! A hairbrush handle the size of a planet!

Their eyes watered from the light that lit the new universe overhead. It was the face of a blond girl again. And this time it was huge beyond all understanding. The raging thunder came from the fact that she was removing her clothes and the wind whipped at them in gales. They got down on the large chunks of broken brick walls to keep from being blown away by the gusts. And just as suddenly, the wind stopped to a super still doldrum of warm overhead light.

Both of them scurried back toward the manhole not daring to stand to run. The vision of the universe-sized girl grew as she came closer and closer to their tiny city block. The wind began to compress around their ears as the orb of her breast came over the horizon of the makeup desk they were on. It was so huge and massive it had gravity! Some of the strewn rubble began to become attracted to it out of sheer mass and static charge. Soon the entire sky was taken up by the tip of her immense nipple. At this size, the two crawling people could see every handhold of layered skin and every vast plain of shiny skin between the mile-apart milk holes. It descended down toward them and compressed the air around their ears even further. They weren't going to make it back to the manhole.

***

Melissa waited for Lauren and Cindy to gather around to see what she was doing. She'd taken her boob out of her B-cup and now dangled her large orange nipple ominously low to the tiny half inch by half-inch square on the tabletop. She smiled at them as they got on their hands and knees to look at the cityscape again. To them it was the same size as when Lauren first received it, and Melissa's nipple was the size of a trash can lid with a basketball on it. When both of her observers nodded their readiness Melissa brought her tit down and touched the tiny square. A puff of smoke came up around the outsides of the nipple that touched down.

She brought it up and the square was now a print on her nipple. It stuck to her moist soft flesh like powder. Both of the girls advanced to see what the tons and tons of flesh did.

"Where'd it go?" Cindy asked seeing that the square wasn't on the surface any longer.

Lauren giggled and pointed at Melissa's aroused nipple. Both of them looked closely and saw that it had powderized in a square shape and stuck to the moist nipple flesh right next to a puckered milk hole.

Melissa adored the attention and quickly pulled her tit up for her own inspection. The tiny square didn't even exist to the touch when she caressed it with her fingertip.

***

Jeff and Margaret cowered as they shook and screamed. The noise of the city being squished further was only more fuel for their frazzled nerves. The world fell into blackness and the planet-sized orb compressed everything. Margaret held onto Jeff for dear life as the very ground beneath them split open into a crack that would have lead to the center of the earth, if a planet had been beneath them. They both fell into the crack and were covered in dirt, and suddenly gravity shifted. They slid around on the dirt surface and suddenly the sky was beneath their feet. They huddled together as they saw two gargantuan faces looking directly at them trapped in the dirt crevice.

Jeff was repulsed by the dirt. It had worms and bugs in it as he wondered how they could possibly still be alive after all this, but he decided the city block was so tiny, it simply stuck to the tit that had squished it, and they were just dust mites in the poof of dust.

Margaret grabbed his ankle. "No! Don't leave me!" she pleaded as he looked at the two giantess' faces looking at them. Margaret's red hair was disheveled and dirty from the past few days' events, but she was still a good looking woman. He'd rescued her the first day from a bunch of hoodlums who had been raping her. Now she was the victim of much worse than rape.

"I won't leave. I'm sorry we're not going to make it." Jeff squeezed her hand in his and her teary eyes looked at him.

Suddenly gravity shifted again and the sky was above them as they fell down into the bottom of the crack that had the city street above it. Dirt tumbled down on their faces as the ground shook fluidly. The wind returned and suddenly a burst of noise scraped away a huge gash of the city onto an equally immense fingertip. The dirt fell in on them and they had to fight to stay on top of it. They clawed their way to stay on top of the dirt and Jeff was pulling Margaret up when the face of the dirt landscape went dark and Mark's ears compressed again. The sky was taken up by a huge pair of lips. A sudden downdraft of hot wind had rain in it the size of golf balls. It soaked the dirt landscape and made mud out of the entire surface. Margaret screamed as the hot rain drenched them and the fluid mud began to flow. Then just as suddenly a pink tongue, the size of a state, descended from the mouth and began to run the length of the horizon. It came like a twenty-mile high tidal wave. The entire city block ran into it and slowly, ever so slowly it pulled Mark and Margaret into a slick pink crevice surrounded by white shapes. They were drawn in with the thick goo of the surface of the tongue, and silently they drown in Melissa's taste bud as they tried to fight for their lives.

Cindy smiled amusement as Melissa licked her nipple clean. "I guess I won't be able to take pictures of my car for the insurance company, will I?" she reached down and pulled off her high-heeled shoe. "Ewww. There's another guy hanging onto my heel!" Cindy showed Lauren the offending shoe.

Sure enough, a tiny three and one quarter inch man had been holding on to her high heel for a while now. Both girls looked at him as he dangled from the black fashion shoe.

"A stowaway!" Lauren frowned in mock anger. "And you know what we do with stowaways?!"

Suddenly Cindy's face turned to confusion. "No, what?"

"We punish them!" Lauren said bubbly.

"OH! How?" Cindy was quite accustomed to picking up tiny people all day. She plucked the desperate man from her shoe and Lauren took him daintily.

"We STEP ON THEM!" Cindy announced and put the tiny man on the ground before her. It was a vast plain for miles and miles to him. There was absolutely nowhere to hide. He began begging for his life!

"HOLD ON!" Melissa stopped Cindy from stepping on him.

"What? You don't want to spare him do you?!" The tiny brown-haired girl couldn't believe her blond friend's change of heart.

Melissa was squirming on her seat as she contemplated the origin of her new idea. She wanted to watch... like they had watched her mash the city with her nipple. She wanted the whole effect. She blushed as she told them. "I ... I ... want to watch."

She laid the portasizer on the makeup desk and programmed it to shrink her to just the right size. She stood up on top of the desk. Her feet just beside the two 18" tall girls and suddenly she was shrank and shrank and shrank until they were now the giantess. Melissa gulped as she looked up at the shoelaces of Lauren's Nike.

At 18 inches tall, Cindy was only a tad taller than Lauren was now. But still taller. It gave Melissa a chill as she realized her enemy was now taller and probably stronger than her friend towering over her. Come to think of it, either of them could do her in right now and no one would even know!

Her heart thundered in her chest as she saw the man scrambling around under the shadow of Lauren's tennis shoe. "Hi there! My friend is about to smash you flat!" Melissa admired Lauren's hugeness.

"Look girlie! You ... you ... just get her off me and I'll pay ya big time! Okay?" The heavyset guy was indeed a lot bigger than Melissa. She didn't take offense to the 'girlie' thing.

"Pay me? Why, I don't think your money is good for anything! I just ate an entire block of your city! If I could, I would eat your whole planet right now just to show you you're nothing!"

"Why I ought to ... " he growled at Melissa momentarily forgetting the looming danger overhead.

Lauren was giggling at Melissa's taunting. "You ought to what? You want to fight? Come on! I'll fight ya right now!" She put up her tiny fists like a boxer and bounced on her tiptoes forward and back to egg him on. Snarling audibly he got to his feet and lunged at her. Melissa suddenly gulped and started running. It was only a second before her pursuer was down. With a "whoooof-thud" Melissa turned and saw Lauren had tapped him on the back of his head with her toe while he was running. He was face down and moaning when Melissa giggled standing over him.

"Had enough yet?" she kicked him with her toe and saw he was done for. "Stand back ... " Lauren raised her foot again and poised it over him.

"Uh, give me a sec. Hey! And you could go get a girlfriend for him! I've got an idea!" Melissa bubbled.

Cindy was the go-for and had to lean all the way over in the dish to get her hands on a 'suitable' subject. She'd grabbed the first bikini model she could find. The girl had obviously been doing well up 'till now. Probably working off of the men protecting her for her looks. More than a few men tried desperately to recover the tiny brunette as Cindy extracted her. Feeling no pity for the tiny perfect woman, Cindy slapped at her boyfriends as they futilely tried to scale the glass. It killed a couple of them. "Ha!" Cindy tossed her blond locks over one shoulder and carried her prize to Lauren.

Lauren nodded appreciatively and put the tiny brown-haired woman next to the complaining injured man. He was griping and moaning at Melissa when the bikini clad beauty was set before him. He gaped appreciatively at her. Melissa was in charge.

"Both of you get naked!" she stomped her foot as if she were and angry school marm. They just looked at her funny. "Okay, have it your way!" Melissa waved Lauren's foot down. Lauren brought it to their heads as they screamed and began pulling at their clothes.

Melissa laughed at both of them. The model had implants that made her boobs bigger at the top than the bottom so her nipples still pointed down no matter what she did. Melissa was giggling at them man too.

"You're nasty!" she scoffed. She looked at how much older he was and decided she didn't want to even think about being married to a man until he was hairy all over! Despite her other wants, Melissa decided she'd seen enough.

"Okay, kill 'em." Melissa gave their nude bodies the thumb down.

Lauren shrugged and brought her foot down. They screamed out again, this time Lauren wasn't letting up. Her Nike tread was as big as tank tracks to them, the woman made it partially out from under the shoe, but they were mostly under it as Lauren transferred the weight off of her hip.

***

Dennis couldn't believe that out of all the women in the bowl, the damn giant monsters had taken Kelley from them! Dale and Ben had tried their hardest to stop her, but the giant woman who had taken her had slapped at them and now they lay dead at Dennis' feet as he saw through the glass that they were going to torture and step on Kelley. His heart sank lower than the first day of their doom. He'd promised her over and over that he wouldn't let this happen to her. "Why? Why? Why?" he blamed himself. Suddenly there was no time for remorse as the face of the blond came back. The two women had finished crushing the life from the woman he loved and now they were preparing to crush the rest of the life from him. He almost welcomed it. At least he would go down fighting!

Melissa was overjoyed. Their screams and crackling bones at made her shiver with excitement as she looked back up at Lauren. "That's wicked!" she thrilled as another sputtering pop sound made more brazen bloody pulp gush from under her shoe. Most of the model's head and shoulders was in perfect condition at Melissa's feet. Melissa kicked the huge boob next to her chin and a saline bag oozed out under the torn flesh above her rib cage. It left her nipple in a floppy bag that didn't look real next to her face that still had wide bulged out eyes. "Woooooowwww" was all Melissa could say as she gaped at the destruction.

"We're going for more!" Lauren slightly twisted her foot to make sure the destruction was complete and Melissa jumped back.

"Uh, okay. Take me with you!" she waved her arms up at the two gargantuan women.

"Your party, where do you want to ride?" Lauren bent way over to hear Melissa's tiny mouse voice better.

"Uh, well." she could feel all of her nerves at once. She'd never been so excited since her lesbian cousin let her spend the night in her panties. "I want to ride in ... in Cindy's bra!" she blurted.

Lauren's brow went up. "Of course. That's an easy one." she put out her hand for her finger sized friend and pulled Cindy's shirt open to inspect. "Ah, white lace. Very nice." she pulled out a cup and let Melissa fall down to the wrinkled huge mass of nipple below. "Comfy?"

"Uh, yea! This is unbelievable! Thanks Cindy!" Melissa waved at the chin of the fretting blond. She wasn't concerned about Melissa in the least.

"You know. I really need my hair done. When do you think we could schedule an appointment? I don't think my hair dresser is around any more ... " she frowned as her brain tried not to think. "I really like your hair. Who does it for you?"

"Oh, my mom." Lauren confided.

"Wow. I wish my mom was a hair dresser!" Cindy smiled at the thought.

Lauren smiled at the dumb blonde. "Wow. You are way incredibly stupid."

"Oh, thank you!" she said without an ounce of sarcasm.

***

Meanwhile Melissa was having the strongest orgasms of her life as she peeled her bottoms open and began humping the fist-sized folds of aureole under and around her. She wanted desperately to suck her nipple, but the damn thing was the size of a passenger plane nose cone under her. She sweat and quivered as she thrilled at the thought of being on a titaness' tit from the humble tiny city she'd eaten like puff of makeup just a few moments ago!

***

Cindy and Lauren finally slid down the side of the bowl and landed in the scurrying waves of terror stricken citizens. Giggling playfully, Lauren stood and began having a crush fest.

"Oooh! Me too!" Cindy cried. "I haven't had this much fun in a long time!" she vaguely remembered a video game she particularly liked as a teen that involved smashing things to make points. It was suddenly a competition to see who could make the most points.

The crushing of 3" people was a sheer slaughter.

***

Melissa wondered what in the world was going on as the gigantic breast began to heave beneath her. She was getting nauseated by the slinging of gravity as the breast bounced like a roller coaster. She grabbed two handfuls of wrinkled nipple flesh ... but she was slipping! The lacy bra was never designed to keep items from falling, and eventually Melissa was worked down under the breast and then her legs were dangling out of the bra. Melissa grabbed for anything, but there was simply nothing to hold on to.

To make matters worse. Cindy no longer had a blouse on.

***

Lauren was taunting her.

"I bet you wouldn't lay in them! I love laying on them!" she cooed and squished a whole fire department staff with her shoulders as she rolled on the glass bottom with no shirt.

"Oh yea?" Cindy wore only her bra as she fell on her back intentionally squashing a fleeing crowd that had no where to run.

***

And suddenly Melissa fell free.

Free?

As soon as she slid off of Cindy's rib cage she bounded to her feet and tried to grab a hold of her bra strap.

***

Lauren saw Cindy go down on her back and got up to play too.

She straddled Cindy's hips and sat their crotches on top of each other. "You're a lot of fun to play with! I'm so glad we grew you!" she was being playful as Cindy just looked at the teen and smiled.

"It's been fun playing with you too. Actually, I'm tired. I don't know why. But the days have been strange lately. Overcast a lot. I can't remember when I last saw the sun ... " it was kind of a complaining tone, but Cindy heaved the longest deepest yawn of her life, and Lauren just looked at the huge breasts as they seemed to expand toward her. She envied Melissa for getting to those succulent orbs first.

But Lauren wasn't ready to trade places with Melissa yet. She took the nearest man who was in reach and put him in her mouth. His legs kicked wildly from her lips. She leaned forward and talked out of the side of her mouth. "Want some?"

Cindy's large blue eyes were languid with sleep as she nodded yes to her new friend.

Lauren lowered her face to the beautiful pouty lips before her and felt as the tiny man was delicately pulled in half by perfect pearly white teeth. The squirming stopped in her own lips as she started chewing and she saw Cindy begin to chew her bit with her eyes closed. Reaching over, Lauren found another "volunteer" to feed to the beautiful face. Cindy accepted the offering with a slight moan and began chewing the new fighting thing as a delicacy. Her parents had taught her to genuinely savor something that was rare, and she couldn't even remember them having actual people to eat!

***

Melissa cheered for joy when Lauren finally saw her next to Cindy's chest. "Yay! Thank you!" she waved her arms as Lauren's hand went toward her.

***

Lauren caught sight of a tiny frantic woman next to Cindy's lacy bra. She giggled at the hysteric creature actually trying to get her attention it appeared. Evidently Cindy had crushed someone beneath her that this tiny blood splattered blond was concerned with. Lauren picked the tiny blond up with a look of disgust. The thing was splattered in blood and guts from all the squishing going on. It wasn't even appetizing enough for Lauren to consider, but she would feed this one to Cindy anyway.

It began kicking and screaming as she was lowered to Cindy's open mouth. Lauren was repulsed by the nasty creature and hurriedly put it into Cindy's lips to keep it from screeching so loud.

Cindy began chewing the new morsel and swirling it in her mouth as Lauren lost interest in the game. The remaining people around them still alive were at Cindy's feet trying to get up the side of the bowl in vane and they weren't at all appetizing anymore.

Lauren decided to sneak a peak and see what Melissa was doing. But when she opened the cup, she found nothing but a nipple. She opened the other cup and found only another nipple.

Confused, Melissa fumbled with removing the bra as if she could see better with it off. Cindy giggled. "My titties are sensitive!" she fought Lauren's probing hands.

Lauren finally remembered the tiny blood splattered blond.

"Melissa?!" she suddenly gouged her fingers into the blonde's mouth to look and see.

She was immediately repulsed.

She found Melissa.

Half dead, missing a leg and all soaked in blood and saliva.

Cindy removed Melissa by the arm. The tiny thing flailed in-humanly like a bug that had lost a leg. Cindy tried to talk to her, but it was no use. Melissa was completely incoherent as the dangled from Cindy's fingertips. She tried for a few moments, but it was not making progress trying to clean Melissa up. "Come on, we got to get her to a hospital!"

"Why? We can get another one." Cindy grumpily got up with Lauren.

Lauren just gave her a go to hell look. "Just come on!" Lauren and Cindy got out of the bowl and went toward the portasizer and as they neared it were both suddenly shrunk to near microscopic.

Lauren screamed, as they looked at the table top like the surface of a planet.

"NnnnNNNnooooOOooOOOooOooooooAAAAAAhhhhaAAAAhhaAA!" Melissa had set it up to make sure no tiny people accidentally made it back to the sizer without saying the password first!

Lauren could kill her for setting a password zone and not telling her! She looked at the tiny bleeding thing in her hand and freaked. "Mel! What's the password!? Tell me!" she didn't realize they were too small for the computer to hear them anyway.

Before Cindy could even say something stupid a shadow befell them, and something the size of a state loomed overhead. The maid had come in! Lauren ran toward the edge, but at the current pace she would never make it.

***

She wasn't even getting closer to the edge before the 40 year old lady made it to the makeup counter and cussed. "She's a friggin' ogre, she is." the red-haired lady peered in the glass candy dish and saw some things still moving. But mostly bloody and dead. She eyed the candy on the floor and "thought" she knew exactly what happened. She picked up the bowl and looked over her shoulder guiltily. With the coast clear, she swiped her tongue in her mistress' leftovers and delighted at the tantalizing taste of tiny people on her tongue.

She had never had the pleasure of such leftovers, until now. Her nipples got hard as she though of what Melissa 'the brat' had done with the rest of them. She wondered where she got so many!

She cleaned up. Lauren and Cindy were running for their lives as the gargantuan wash cloth from Delia's apron pocket swept toward them. They were almost crushed to death, but were so tiny, they fit in the raveling of the cloth. The whole thing was then tossed in the trash next to the makeup counter. The two tiny girls screamed their lungs out to no avail as they fell to the darkness.

Delia adjusted her uniform and wished beyond wishing she had it as good as these rich people one day. She could still feel one or two minute squirming things on her tongue as she went about her chores.

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