A planet of flesh fell over the city, the wind it displaced hurling him into the void. "Yeah, that's worth the." Robert Michael couldn't finish his thought. Round, firm and magnificent, the Brazilian girl's ass covered the sky. She had decided to give her victims one last gift. "What a beauty" thought Robert "what a beautiful girl. ![]() Teddy's face was perched above the city, covering the sun. ![]() The tremors caused by the giantess's footsteps were already shaking the building. The people had become a stampede how many were going to die under the feet of mere people? he was going to be crushed by something higher. A person, a woman, a thinking, self-aware entity" A creature rising above all the mountains. "This is really worth it" he thought "To have the chance to behold something impossible. Robert followed a sensation and looked to the south. "What a stupid thing to do" he said to himself "What are they trying to do?" "Save themselves?" He regretted that he had not bought ice and began to drink.Ī spectral scream ran through the city. ![]() Within twenty minutes a herd of would-be refugees had already formed. John's River was moving en masse and had covered the Acosta Bridge. From the top he would have a panoramic view of the end. Robert made the decision to go up to the office building where he worked. Like in disaster movies, car crashes followed one after another and fire became a common sight. He simply went to the display case with parcimony and picked up the $5,000 bottle. Robert lamented: he wasn't going to be able to spend a bundle on the fancy Scotch. Panic spread from house to house and soon the whole city had fallen prey to anarchy. In the streets people began to learn about the phenomenon. "One of these days" he said to himself "When I can pay for the apartment it will be". For months he fantasized about buying the thirty-year-old Macallan that the owner proudly displayed in his window. He simply took the call, listened to the terrible cry of a girl who had changed him for another and hung up.īefore everything collapsed, he went to a liquor store. Neither when they tried to stop him nor when Lily, his old flame, called him in desperation for comfort. "Where do you think you're going?" retorted a co-worker, whose name he never bothered to learn. Robert Michael, a resident of Jacksonville, was one of the first to receive the images of the giantess. There were those, however, who faced the end of the world with admirable stoicism. With no cover, no food and no direction, the many who ventured north were willing to suffer all hardships to stay alive. Parents left their parents, who were only a burden, and put their young children on their backs. No prudent plane could take off and the most reckless ones made a ran for it and fell, exploding in huge fireballs in front of the astonished people watching at the airports. The citizens of the Southern states were caught in the middle of the confusion of nature. The slightest hope is better than no hope at all. Fear of death takes precedence over all values and slogans. Humanity at the same time was abandoning the hairless primates. The approach of the giantess marked an increase in the power of the tremors, to the point where it was impossible to stand upright.Īlong with the giantess, the elements seemed to rise up to execute a humanity that, in its pride, had believed itself to be invincible. The tremors of every footstep shook the foundations of large structures and old houses had their windows broken. New Orleans was battered by 60-mile-an-hour winds and soon the entire Gulf of Mexico would be engulfed in powerful cyclones. Magma still gushed from buttock-shaped craters. The rain fell on the desolate desert that had been green Florida. The hurricane season came early and a with terrible fury. Clouds carrying thousands of liters of her salty perspiration. ![]() The perspiration of her body evaporated, and her movements swirled the winds with which the rain clouds flew. A prerogative, once reserved only for Mother Nature and the joint effort of the entire human race, was now usurped by a girl in her twenties, whose metaphorical little head could not dimension the cataclysm that each of her breaths would provoke. She, an enormous mountain of flesh, was unsettling the weather. As life dissolved under her feet, her ass and her tits, her presence was felt even further away than the thundering sound of her footsteps.
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