Dinner and a Rampage
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 13
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"Good." Lily smiles. "Now that that's settled, who wants to go grab some dinner?"
After several hours as ground zero for your high school bully's ascent to godhood, Storm Valley isn't looking great. Anyone with the sense to get away is long gone, and the only normal-sized humans left are Lily's devoted followers, congregated in and around the stadium. Naturally, this doesn't leave the four giant girls many dinner options—which Zuemy is quick to point out.
"I mean, yeah, I could eat," says the 180-foot-tall science whiz, nodding toward the giant-sized foodstuffs Lily's supporters have already prepared for her, still sitting relatively intact beside her improvised throne in the bleachers. "Do you think there's enough for all of us?"
Looking back at the pile of pizza and burritos, Lily makes a face. "Eh. I've been eating that shit all day. I'm thinking we eat out somewhere."
Zuemy scowls. "Like... a restaurant?"
Lily smiles. "Like, maybe, San Francisco."
*
At normal size, the trip from Storm Valley to San Francisco takes at least two or three hours—but it's technically walking distance for people as big as Lily and her underlings. With the world's new self-appointed Goddess in the lead, Emily and Valentina on either side and Zuemy bringing up the rear, the four giantesses carve an effortless path of destruction all the way down to the Golden Gate in less than an hour, leaving nothing but flattened cars, crushed buildings and huge footprints in their wake.
Meanwhile, once again, you're back in Lily's ass. While you're not exactly thrilled to be face to face with her colossal, constantly-farting pucker again, being surrounded by her huge cheeks has the benefit of blocking out all the devastation she's is causing outside—and your possible complicity in all of it.
The giant girls start by heading downtown, where things are mostly business as usual—until people start to realize that the vibrations they're feeling aren't just another earthquake. In just a few minutes, everyone from bankers to baristas is abandoning their offices and shops, scrambling away from the unstoppable titans making their way into the city—which Lily seems to take as a shocking lack of deference. The only people who stay to beg for their lives seem to be doing it from a place of frozen fear rather than anything like religious reverence, and none of them even try to bow.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" says Lily, bringing her foot down on a group of fleeing pedestrians and frowning. "This is how you welcome your new Goddess?"
Out of Lily's line of sight, Zuemy can't help rolling her eyes.
"Maybe they just don't know who they're messing with," says Emily, already comfortably back in her usual role as Lily's partner in crime.
"Yeah," says Valentina, crouching down, scooping up a nearby SUV with her massive hand and crushing it like tin foil. "Seems like they need a reminder."
"Zuemy," says Lily, turning to face her shortest giant companion, "what do you think?"
"Uh," says Zuemy, tapping a finger to her chin and trying her best to look pensive, "maybe we could try explaining ourselves a bit? You know, convince people we're the good guys, not just monsters?"
Lily scoffs. "Meh. Sounds boring. Demonstration it is."
Without another word, she turns and steps over to a nearby skyscraper, pressing her huge, naked ass up against its glass exterior and scrunching up her face.
BBBBBBRRRRAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPP
Her fart is enough to instantly shatter the entire front wall, sending tons of glass crashing down into the street below. The initial shock of the blast is enough to make the building start to sway, and you can hear an awful groaning sound emanating from its foundations. If this wasn't enough to spell the structure's doom, Lily subsequently leaning back against it butt-first is more than enough to do the trick. The building collapses in seconds, showering the streets below with concrete debris and leaving Lily sitting smugly in the wreckage, cutting a few post-crash silent-but-deadlies for the benefit of everyone currently trying to climb out.
PFFFFFTTTT
PFFFFFFFOOOOTTTTT
PFFFFFFFOOOOOOOTTTTTTTT
"Damn," she says, grabbing a few still-conscious office workers and popping them into her mouth. "That felt good. You ladies gonna get in on this, or what?"
In an overwhelming show of force, Emily and Valentina quickly follow Lily's example—the 240-foot-tall blonde crushing a nearby department store under her ass and the 220-foot-tall Latina stomping through several blocks of condos. While this is happening, to add insult to injury for the people of San Francisco, all three bullies gorge themselves on handful after handful of helpless pedestrians. Even if their purple-haired leader wasn't here, the two giant teenagers would be the biggest disaster to hit the Bay Area in years—but together, they make the legendary Great Earthquake look like nothing.
Watching all of this in stunned silence, Zuemy simply tries to do her best to look big and imposing without causing significant damage or loss of life. As much as she's still enjoying the rush of being a giantess, the reality of the new order "Goddess Lily" seeks to impose on humanity is deeply unsettling. Surrounded by the chaos of her former bullies, it's clear that she needs to figure out a way to end their reign of terror—and fast.
"Well, well, well," shouts Lily, swallowing another mouthful of terrified pedestrians and grinning. "Look who it is. Back for round three, huh?"
Turning around, Emily, Valentina and Zuemy all gasp at the source of their leader's comment—a vast army of tanks, soldiers and helicopters streaming into the downtown area and heading straight for them.
"Aww," giggles Valentina, "they're like toys!"
"Exactly like toys," says Lily, rising to her feet and putting her hands on her hips. "And just as fragile." Turning around and sticking her butt out, she gives her cronies a mischievous wink. "Watch this."
Down in Lily's ass, feeling her colossal asshole tensing up once again and hearing the heavy-duty gurgling force trapped behind it, all you can do is hold your breath—and your nose.
BBBBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
Within your limited experience as Lily's fart absorber, before and after her growth, this is the single biggest fart she's ever done. The initial blast instantly rocks you into a borderline-comatose state, and the smell is strong enough to follow you into your hazy, unconscious dreams. Outside, it ripples out over a large swath of the army like a gaseous tsunami—knocking thousands of soldiers clean off their feet, flipping tanks, sending helicopters spinning out into the bay and causing several of the area's biggest skyscrapers — structures built to withstand even the toughest earthquakes — to come tumbling down.
"Holy shit," says Emily, waving a hand in front of her face.
"You said it," chuckles Lily. Beside her, out of view, all Zuemy can do is shake her head in disgust.
When the smoke from the resulting devastation clears, the streets are littered with ruined military hardware, toppled buildings and thousands upon thousands of passed-out soldiers—but the army isn't finished yet. It seems like they've mustered every available bit of force to come and shut Lily down, and at least half of that force is still fully operational. But then, as they're getting ready to fire back, everything gets even weirder.
Inspired by Lily's desire for a warm welcome to the area, hundreds of thousands of her followers have begun converging on San Francisco—and now, slowly but surely, the first wave is starting to arrive. Somewhere between a religious protest march and some kind of irregular army, several thousand purple-haired acolytes are already moving to surround the army—some bearing improvised weapons, others carrying signs with hastily made messages for their new Goddess.
WE LIVE FOR YOUR FARTS
STEP ON THE WORLD, GODDESS
FROM YOUR ASS TO OUR NOSES
END US WITH YOUR FEET
I SIMP 4 LILY
"There you are," says Lily, smiling down at her newfound army. "Took you guys long enough."
Stuck between a group of all-powerful giant teenagers on one side and a sea of their rabid civilian followers on the other, the army looks totally paralyzed. Unwilling to turn their guns on their fellow citizens and even more unwilling to take their chances with another blast from Lily's ass, most of the soldiers simply drop their weapons and surrender—leaving the acolytes plenty of opportunity to sweep in and seize their ordnance for themselves. Under the watchful eye of the world's new Goddess, the once-formidable fighting force has been completely disarmed in a matter of minutes.
"This is fucking crazy," says Valentina, giggling.
"Get used to it," says Lily, noticing another cluster of news helicopters starting to circle the area and striking a power pose for the camera. "Alright, everybody. Goddess Lily again. I guess some of you didn't get the message earlier, so I'll say this one more time. I. Am. Your. New. Goddess. And if you don't like that..."
As she trails off and begins making another scrunched-up face, several of the news helicopters fly closer—the last mistake many of their pilots will ever make.
BBBBBBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
Even after single-handedly gassing the army into submission, Lily's superhuman digestive system still has enough pent-up power to release another cataclysmic fart over her enemies and supporters alike—collapsing several dozen more buildings, sending most of the soldiers into coughing fits or unconsciousness and provoking rapturous applause and cheers from her followers.
"Now," she says, panting, "have I made myself clear?"
The response from Emily, Valentina, and the hundreds of thousands of regular-sized people at her feet is immediate. "Yes, Goddess."
Again, Lily grins. "Good."
Still stuck up the Goddess's ass, mind reeling from the combined effects of her last few farts, you can't help sighing. For now, it seems like your best hope for a different future lies with Zuemy—but until she makes her move, it's Toxic Lily's world… and you’re just lucky to have a place in it.
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