Celestia tears open the plane. She wants to mee...
Ultimate Human in Equestria Story
Chapter 34
It was bedlam. Inside the cabin. pandaemonium and chaos ruled as 436 panicked passengers all raced toward the few exits available, madly scrabbling, crawling, and climbing over each other to get free. The plane's crew of flight attendants tried in vain to hold back the crowd as they rushed the doors, their efforts to entreat the scared passengers to return to their seats fell on deaf ears. Of course, this was a rather short-sighted decision, since the plane was still nestled betwixt the twin hills of the giant lady's... endowments, and had no idea if they would even be able to escape to safety. This was a completely alien territory, literally, and rushing blindly into an unknown situation was not only foolhardy but dangerous.
Mob mentality overtook rational thought, however as they reached as a collective toward the door's emergency release handle, and some almost succeeded in pulling it before a gruff voice erupted from the intercom.
"Attention passengers, this is your pilot speaking. I ask that you please return to your seats until I give the go-ahead for you to leave. I repeat... please return to your sea—"
The voice was quickly shouted down by a cacophony of angry shouts and curses from the crowd. How dare he suggest they be seated while their plane is in the hands of a gigantic monster, one who intends to turn them into accessories toward her depraved sexual desire? "The pilot must be mad", they thought.
Their tempers cooled, however, as the announcement did the job of forcing the mob to stop and think about their situation. They realized It would probably be safer on board the plane than without where they would be at the goddess' mercy. All at once, the crowd of humans sheepishly dispersed and returned to their seats.
Inside the cockpit, the pilot slowly rubbed at his temples and furrowed his brow. He had just been given word that the passengers had just been returned to their seats, which was one less headache that he would have to deal with. That was merely a symptom of a much, much bigger problem, however. The engines were dead, the same golden power that had drew them to this place now held an iron grip on the turbines, preventing them from spinning. He dared not press the issue at the risk of overheating the engines and the last thing he needed was to have yet another problem drop onto his plate.
He had been flying commercial for 15 years and come across many different situations both from personal experience and stories he'd heard from his fellow pilots, but nothing could've prepared him for something like this. There was no training manual in the world that could cover being kidnapped by an otherworldly, admittedly hot giantess. For the first time in a long time, he was utterlly at a loss. He glanced over at his co-pilot, who similarly stared out the windscreen face forward and hands on his lap, just waiting for something to happen.
The airI around him became still, he could hear the sound of his own breathing and his heart thumped in his chest. It was quiet. Too quiet.
What fresh hell was she going to unleash on them this time?
His blood turned to ice water as the giantess spoke once again, giving him his answer.
"It seems that my brand new subjects are too shy to come out of their shell. Such a shame, I really wanted to meet them."
Her tone had a playful lilt to it, as if she were a mother teasing her young children. Beneath that innocuous expression however a sense of frustration and impatience could be felt, as if she was slighted by the fact that the people inside had dared chosen not to show themselves. The tension in the cabin was rising to papable levels.
Then she dropped a bombshell. "I suppose if they don't want to come out, then I will have to come in."
Suddenly...
Mob mentality overtook rational thought, however as they reached as a collective toward the door's emergency release handle, and some almost succeeded in pulling it before a gruff voice erupted from the intercom.
"Attention passengers, this is your pilot speaking. I ask that you please return to your seats until I give the go-ahead for you to leave. I repeat... please return to your sea—"
The voice was quickly shouted down by a cacophony of angry shouts and curses from the crowd. How dare he suggest they be seated while their plane is in the hands of a gigantic monster, one who intends to turn them into accessories toward her depraved sexual desire? "The pilot must be mad", they thought.
Their tempers cooled, however, as the announcement did the job of forcing the mob to stop and think about their situation. They realized It would probably be safer on board the plane than without where they would be at the goddess' mercy. All at once, the crowd of humans sheepishly dispersed and returned to their seats.
Inside the cockpit, the pilot slowly rubbed at his temples and furrowed his brow. He had just been given word that the passengers had just been returned to their seats, which was one less headache that he would have to deal with. That was merely a symptom of a much, much bigger problem, however. The engines were dead, the same golden power that had drew them to this place now held an iron grip on the turbines, preventing them from spinning. He dared not press the issue at the risk of overheating the engines and the last thing he needed was to have yet another problem drop onto his plate.
He had been flying commercial for 15 years and come across many different situations both from personal experience and stories he'd heard from his fellow pilots, but nothing could've prepared him for something like this. There was no training manual in the world that could cover being kidnapped by an otherworldly, admittedly hot giantess. For the first time in a long time, he was utterlly at a loss. He glanced over at his co-pilot, who similarly stared out the windscreen face forward and hands on his lap, just waiting for something to happen.
The airI around him became still, he could hear the sound of his own breathing and his heart thumped in his chest. It was quiet. Too quiet.
What fresh hell was she going to unleash on them this time?
His blood turned to ice water as the giantess spoke once again, giving him his answer.
"It seems that my brand new subjects are too shy to come out of their shell. Such a shame, I really wanted to meet them."
Her tone had a playful lilt to it, as if she were a mother teasing her young children. Beneath that innocuous expression however a sense of frustration and impatience could be felt, as if she was slighted by the fact that the people inside had dared chosen not to show themselves. The tension in the cabin was rising to papable levels.
Then she dropped a bombshell. "I suppose if they don't want to come out, then I will have to come in."
Suddenly...
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June 2, 2023
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