Diana is now even bigger than ever, and wearing...
ATypical Life as a Kaiju Giantess
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
lllop
Diana's prone body, battered and bruised, began to glow an ethereal red all around her. Gradually, the glow began to overtake her, to the point where eventually, all that could be seen of Diana was an endless, glowing red. A deep, hungry red, a red that robbed her little cave sanctuary of every bit of shadow and darkness that it could and desired for more. And thus it did, expanding along with Diana's. The soles, long worn and calloused from walking the endless concrete labyrinth of Town-City with bare feet, began . The rock cracked and crumbled like graham crackers as Diana's body filled every last bit of space of the cave that it could, and when the little hole in the ground could stand it no more, it burst apart in an explosion of dust and broken shard, Diana now beginning to grow at an exponential rate. Never before had Town-City seen such a sight, as her feet, now visible from all the way at the town center, began to gradually dwarf even their tallest buildings.
More and more, her body plowed through everything that ended up in its way. Trees were uprooted, hills were plowed away, and asphalt was pulverized. Soon, Diana's shadow would come to cover over half the town, her legs splayed such as to leave room for Town-City in between. It was at that point that her seemingly endless growth finally came to an abrupt half, the ethereal red glow that covered her snuffed out in as anticlimactic a matter as a simple light switch. Her clothes, once plain and stitched from different circus tents and old hot air balloons, were now a fine two-piece swimsuit that was the same blood-red as the glow that once covered her. Other than her clothes, nothing else about her had changed. Right now, she looked for all the world the same Diana as ever - if only she didn't now dwarf Town-City lying down as she was.
Dianazilla no longer fit her - even Dai-Diana would do no justice to her, as just a single foot from her could now rival even the tallest of skyscrapers. No, from now on, the only word that could even describe her would be Mount Diana, the living titaness. It only fit - her full height could now rival many of the tallest structures in the world, her whole body now fitting snugly into the valleys of the Colorado mountains. Her breath alone, calm and even, was enough to stir the clouds a bit, and the smallest move from her body was enough to cause the top of an antenna to snap a=in half.
If it wasn't bad enough, once Diana had woken up from her deep slumber, the casual act of getting up would be more than enough to level several of the buildings from shifting alone. Her fate was now completely sealed, as Diana couldn't even live in the city she knew as home for so long; the bookstore that she had visited each and every day without fail was not barely visible to her, and no book would ever be the size for her to read. Just as the witch had promised, she was a real monster now, who could never return to Town-City once and for all.
As a final touch, the witch had made so that each and every single sound and sight on the surface, all of the screams and barbs that would come at her from the tiny grey matchboxes that just a few short minutes ago had been homes would be felt with the same level of clarity as if she had been just one of the many civilians down below
Speaking of them, how exactly are they reacting to all of this?
More and more, her body plowed through everything that ended up in its way. Trees were uprooted, hills were plowed away, and asphalt was pulverized. Soon, Diana's shadow would come to cover over half the town, her legs splayed such as to leave room for Town-City in between. It was at that point that her seemingly endless growth finally came to an abrupt half, the ethereal red glow that covered her snuffed out in as anticlimactic a matter as a simple light switch. Her clothes, once plain and stitched from different circus tents and old hot air balloons, were now a fine two-piece swimsuit that was the same blood-red as the glow that once covered her. Other than her clothes, nothing else about her had changed. Right now, she looked for all the world the same Diana as ever - if only she didn't now dwarf Town-City lying down as she was.
Dianazilla no longer fit her - even Dai-Diana would do no justice to her, as just a single foot from her could now rival even the tallest of skyscrapers. No, from now on, the only word that could even describe her would be Mount Diana, the living titaness. It only fit - her full height could now rival many of the tallest structures in the world, her whole body now fitting snugly into the valleys of the Colorado mountains. Her breath alone, calm and even, was enough to stir the clouds a bit, and the smallest move from her body was enough to cause the top of an antenna to snap a=in half.
If it wasn't bad enough, once Diana had woken up from her deep slumber, the casual act of getting up would be more than enough to level several of the buildings from shifting alone. Her fate was now completely sealed, as Diana couldn't even live in the city she knew as home for so long; the bookstore that she had visited each and every day without fail was not barely visible to her, and no book would ever be the size for her to read. Just as the witch had promised, she was a real monster now, who could never return to Town-City once and for all.
As a final touch, the witch had made so that each and every single sound and sight on the surface, all of the screams and barbs that would come at her from the tiny grey matchboxes that just a few short minutes ago had been homes would be felt with the same level of clarity as if she had been just one of the many civilians down below
Speaking of them, how exactly are they reacting to all of this?
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August 4, 2025
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