Second Rampage
Your Life......Bigger
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
tinylelouch
In the city a shadow loomed over all of it, an immense figure barely comprehendible: Ruth. But everyone knew it was her, nothing else came close to being that big. That’s when they all froze. Why was Ruth, the giantess known for her cruelty when bored or upset, standing over their fair city? The answer came in the form of her left foot, raised over four miles of the city and dripping city block-sized water drops that clung to her feet from their lake. Ruth’s toes wiggled as a chuckle echoed from her lips, “Please don’t make this boring for me.” There was no time for anyone to so much as turn and run, Ruth stomped her foot down, instantly destroying miles of land and thousands of lives in a maelstrom of devastating winds, seismic quakes off the scale, and debris the likes of which no one could ever conceive.
In that one single stomp everyone knew they were a part of Ruth’s bored ploy to kill time. The beauty now seemed like death itself as she casually brought her other foot from the water and planted it beside her other one. More destruction and mayhem, and that was just from her casually laying the foot in place. Anyone who was left saw Ruth’s feet above some of their largest buildings: well-kept, beautiful, soft, deadly. The city was a full 20 miles in diameter and in five seconds about five miles of that was wiped from the map, with a neighboring two miles destroyed just from the shockwave. The saddest part? Ruth was so big that she didn’t even use her entire foot; they were each about 180 miles long. No this was just the ball of her foot and up, and half of that was still in the lake to minimalize damage.
Ruth frowned, “I better be more careful, if I take a few more steps this’ll be done before I know it.” The giantess took a single step; at her size such a motion brought her to the other edge of the city, just beyond its outskirts. Already there was an abundance of vehicles attempting to flee imminent death, Ruth saw these and laughed. “There is no escape.” She teased as she knelt over and brought a single finger down on the roads. Her finger in itself was a 30-miles wide and over a 60-miles long. Just by touching them she destroyed over a dozen vehicles and created a three-hundred foot-deep hole between the city and salvation, if she decided to push she could make the hole well over a dozen mile deep. She did similarly to any neighboring roads; everyone was trapped at the giantess’ mercy. Everyone who was so quick to retreat now had to look up at the looming beauty as she smirked down at the specks, “I think I have a perfect game for you guys.”
Using her fingernails Ruth dug up several large chunks of Earth and dumped them into her palm. After a handful of scoops in her hand laid well over a hundred vehicles (Not counting the ones crushed from her bringing them up there.) Smiling Ruth brought them up to eye level so they could all stare into her immense pupils. Some people abandoned their vehicles before they were crushed. Standing atop Ruth’s palm their shoes seemed to almost slide against her skin. A few realized this was due to body oils, but most of them just looked to Ruth’s face and were too scared to think.
At the sight of the people Ruth couldn’t help but giggle. Even up close not one of the specks remotely resembled a person, and likewise with the people they couldn’t even see far enough to her other eye. Ruth took a step back to the lake she started at. It was a lovely lake, big enough to fit both of her feet so it was much larger than the town. Ruth planted her knees on the ground, destroying so more things as she hovered her palm over the lake. “I hope you can all swim!” Without warning she tilted her palm over, allowing each and every person she collected plummet to the waters below.
Their screams and splashed were in audible to her as Ruth gleefully watched the little specks of dirt-sized people flail about in the water in panic. In the dead center of the lake there was no hope of swimming away. Ruth knew that, it was just her little playpen for them. Chuckling the woman placed a finger in the water and slowly began to churn it. In seconds a small vortex formed near the center of the lake and the people began to slide under the water and fight for air against the strong whirlpool bringing them under. After a minute or two Ruth let the whirlpool she made die down; half the specks that rose back up weren’t moving. Those who survived frantically swam towards the shoe.
This did not go unnoticed. “Trying to leave again? Boy you guys just don’t learn!” Ruth frowned as she tried to come up with another creative activity. Unfortunately for the people, this water-based game was quickly losing its luster for the giantess. When she finally spoke again it was a shrug, “You know what, I think I’m about done here anyway.” The people wondered what that meant but when they heard swishing sounds from around Ruth’s mouth they began to realize. Her spit sounded like a gunshot at its volume and it had much the same effect. Coming in at high speeds the impact alone killed most of the few who were left. Only a handful managed to live with a broken limb or two as they flailed in the spit pool she created. “If you guys get out of that then you can go.” Ruth winked as she stood back to face the town. It was a death sentence, Ruth’s spit was sticky and made moving nearly impossible. After having already been battered to death and survived against impossible odds the handful left had to accept their fate and drown in the teenage giantess’ saliva.
Back to the city Ruth saw there was still a good three-fourths of it left. It lasted much longer than the last one she toyed with. Playfully she placed her left foot’s toes vertically and began to walk them along the town. With each movement of the toes more and more death and destruction were caused. It was futile to even try and oppose death at this point. Once her toes couldn’t go on without her moving Ruth brought her foot back. “My legs are kinda sore. I think I need to sit down…” She thought out loud purposely as her eyes darted back to a nice chunk of the city behind her. Once she sat down that was gone too, with a louder boom than her steps. To avoid destroying what little was left she sat with her legs up against her chest, damn near pushing her breasts from her thin shirt. Now less than half of this unknown city remained, and she was looking right at it.
“What to do with you guys? Crush you with my feet? My hands? My butt? So many choices…” The little stretch of relatively intact civilization went on for about seven miles. A single stomp could do it, or her sitting down, or even a slap with her palm. It could all work, but there was one thing Ruth thought up that made her mind. Ever since she was born a giant she’d destroyed cities. Years of it led to some creative ideas, and this one was by far her favorite. Wearing a mischievous smile Ruth began to lift her shirt up and slide it off, exposing the world to the two biggest breasts ever conceived. Two bordering D-cups contained within a tight crimson bra that barely held the two back. Both were a full hundred miles in diameter.
Ruth slid herself back and repositioned herself so she was resting on her own mammaries. The remained section of the city could only see the crimson coloring of her bra with pale-ish skin out in the distance. It was as if the blue sky had been blotted out by darkness, then turned to a dark red to foreshadow more doom.
Ruth giggled, “I’m sure you’ll love this.”
Ruth began to push her chest forward; slowly steamrolling over what little city was left. People were pushed into the immense softness of her supple breasts and deluded themselves that, for a moment, they would be fine. But the pressure of Ruth’s breasts, no matter how soft they were, assured they died in a splatter of blood beneath her. Not even buildings could stand up to her chest as they crumbled to dust in seconds. The entire time Ruth kept on pushing, continuing the destruction until finally nothing was left.
Once all was said and done Ruth stood back up and wiped her chest clean. Her eyes shined with an innocent joy. There was no cruelty in what she did. It was just a game to her, and she had fun. She grabbed her shirt she casually tossed aside and frowned. Part of it landed in the lake and was wet. “Ah well.” She shrugged as she swung it over her shoulder; she could go without a shirt for a while.
“That was a lot of fun.” Ruth smiled. In a familiar gesture she kissed her finger and planted it over the remains of the town, thanking them for entertaining her. But now that it was done, what could she do?
In that one single stomp everyone knew they were a part of Ruth’s bored ploy to kill time. The beauty now seemed like death itself as she casually brought her other foot from the water and planted it beside her other one. More destruction and mayhem, and that was just from her casually laying the foot in place. Anyone who was left saw Ruth’s feet above some of their largest buildings: well-kept, beautiful, soft, deadly. The city was a full 20 miles in diameter and in five seconds about five miles of that was wiped from the map, with a neighboring two miles destroyed just from the shockwave. The saddest part? Ruth was so big that she didn’t even use her entire foot; they were each about 180 miles long. No this was just the ball of her foot and up, and half of that was still in the lake to minimalize damage.
Ruth frowned, “I better be more careful, if I take a few more steps this’ll be done before I know it.” The giantess took a single step; at her size such a motion brought her to the other edge of the city, just beyond its outskirts. Already there was an abundance of vehicles attempting to flee imminent death, Ruth saw these and laughed. “There is no escape.” She teased as she knelt over and brought a single finger down on the roads. Her finger in itself was a 30-miles wide and over a 60-miles long. Just by touching them she destroyed over a dozen vehicles and created a three-hundred foot-deep hole between the city and salvation, if she decided to push she could make the hole well over a dozen mile deep. She did similarly to any neighboring roads; everyone was trapped at the giantess’ mercy. Everyone who was so quick to retreat now had to look up at the looming beauty as she smirked down at the specks, “I think I have a perfect game for you guys.”
Using her fingernails Ruth dug up several large chunks of Earth and dumped them into her palm. After a handful of scoops in her hand laid well over a hundred vehicles (Not counting the ones crushed from her bringing them up there.) Smiling Ruth brought them up to eye level so they could all stare into her immense pupils. Some people abandoned their vehicles before they were crushed. Standing atop Ruth’s palm their shoes seemed to almost slide against her skin. A few realized this was due to body oils, but most of them just looked to Ruth’s face and were too scared to think.
At the sight of the people Ruth couldn’t help but giggle. Even up close not one of the specks remotely resembled a person, and likewise with the people they couldn’t even see far enough to her other eye. Ruth took a step back to the lake she started at. It was a lovely lake, big enough to fit both of her feet so it was much larger than the town. Ruth planted her knees on the ground, destroying so more things as she hovered her palm over the lake. “I hope you can all swim!” Without warning she tilted her palm over, allowing each and every person she collected plummet to the waters below.
Their screams and splashed were in audible to her as Ruth gleefully watched the little specks of dirt-sized people flail about in the water in panic. In the dead center of the lake there was no hope of swimming away. Ruth knew that, it was just her little playpen for them. Chuckling the woman placed a finger in the water and slowly began to churn it. In seconds a small vortex formed near the center of the lake and the people began to slide under the water and fight for air against the strong whirlpool bringing them under. After a minute or two Ruth let the whirlpool she made die down; half the specks that rose back up weren’t moving. Those who survived frantically swam towards the shoe.
This did not go unnoticed. “Trying to leave again? Boy you guys just don’t learn!” Ruth frowned as she tried to come up with another creative activity. Unfortunately for the people, this water-based game was quickly losing its luster for the giantess. When she finally spoke again it was a shrug, “You know what, I think I’m about done here anyway.” The people wondered what that meant but when they heard swishing sounds from around Ruth’s mouth they began to realize. Her spit sounded like a gunshot at its volume and it had much the same effect. Coming in at high speeds the impact alone killed most of the few who were left. Only a handful managed to live with a broken limb or two as they flailed in the spit pool she created. “If you guys get out of that then you can go.” Ruth winked as she stood back to face the town. It was a death sentence, Ruth’s spit was sticky and made moving nearly impossible. After having already been battered to death and survived against impossible odds the handful left had to accept their fate and drown in the teenage giantess’ saliva.
Back to the city Ruth saw there was still a good three-fourths of it left. It lasted much longer than the last one she toyed with. Playfully she placed her left foot’s toes vertically and began to walk them along the town. With each movement of the toes more and more death and destruction were caused. It was futile to even try and oppose death at this point. Once her toes couldn’t go on without her moving Ruth brought her foot back. “My legs are kinda sore. I think I need to sit down…” She thought out loud purposely as her eyes darted back to a nice chunk of the city behind her. Once she sat down that was gone too, with a louder boom than her steps. To avoid destroying what little was left she sat with her legs up against her chest, damn near pushing her breasts from her thin shirt. Now less than half of this unknown city remained, and she was looking right at it.
“What to do with you guys? Crush you with my feet? My hands? My butt? So many choices…” The little stretch of relatively intact civilization went on for about seven miles. A single stomp could do it, or her sitting down, or even a slap with her palm. It could all work, but there was one thing Ruth thought up that made her mind. Ever since she was born a giant she’d destroyed cities. Years of it led to some creative ideas, and this one was by far her favorite. Wearing a mischievous smile Ruth began to lift her shirt up and slide it off, exposing the world to the two biggest breasts ever conceived. Two bordering D-cups contained within a tight crimson bra that barely held the two back. Both were a full hundred miles in diameter.
Ruth slid herself back and repositioned herself so she was resting on her own mammaries. The remained section of the city could only see the crimson coloring of her bra with pale-ish skin out in the distance. It was as if the blue sky had been blotted out by darkness, then turned to a dark red to foreshadow more doom.
Ruth giggled, “I’m sure you’ll love this.”
Ruth began to push her chest forward; slowly steamrolling over what little city was left. People were pushed into the immense softness of her supple breasts and deluded themselves that, for a moment, they would be fine. But the pressure of Ruth’s breasts, no matter how soft they were, assured they died in a splatter of blood beneath her. Not even buildings could stand up to her chest as they crumbled to dust in seconds. The entire time Ruth kept on pushing, continuing the destruction until finally nothing was left.
Once all was said and done Ruth stood back up and wiped her chest clean. Her eyes shined with an innocent joy. There was no cruelty in what she did. It was just a game to her, and she had fun. She grabbed her shirt she casually tossed aside and frowned. Part of it landed in the lake and was wet. “Ah well.” She shrugged as she swung it over her shoulder; she could go without a shirt for a while.
“That was a lot of fun.” Ruth smiled. In a familiar gesture she kissed her finger and planted it over the remains of the town, thanking them for entertaining her. But now that it was done, what could she do?
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