The massive pouty, plump and pretty in red lips were so moist, the puny woman could barely breathe as she hung by dear life from some 150 feet in air, her leg caught on a giant woman' s lip ring. Thousands of tiny city folk looked up in horror as at the woman scammed, cried and pleaded for rescue.
In the meantime, Eileen swaggered with all the confidence of a beach babe along the city streets, crushing cars without a care, looking straight ahead, her pretty mind on two things; 1) Going pee pee and poopy and 2) Totally going Godzilla on that overpass meandering between all the buildings, just a few blocks away. With eyes fixed ferociously ahead, her cute ears seemingly deaf the sirens, screams and crunch of cars and popping sound of people under her soft feet, the Downtown Elevated Expressway and hundreds of cars and thousands of people it held were deliciously and delightfully within destruction range.
FEE.....FI.......FO.....FUM....I'M A GIANT GIRL, HERE THE FUCK I COME, Eileen callously called out in a menacing feminine voice. The giant beauty now stood next to the expressway, it's elevated roadway coming up to just above her knees. The bountiful bevy of beauty's eyes widened with thrill at the tableau of cars, people and trucks just at her smooth and shiny legs. MMMMM, OH GOD! HOLY SHIT! THIS IS EXACTLY AS I HAD IMAGINED BEING A GIANT WAS LIKE. Thousands of people starting exiting cars, some motorists heading in reverse, smashing into other cars.
Giggling with excitement, Eileen straddled the roadway. HEY, THIS PROBABLY LOOKS LIKE THAT 50 FT WOMAN, Eileen mused, picking up an SUV between her legs. I HATE SUVs, Eileen pronounced, with feigned disgust. Giant ladyfingers tossed the vehicle with three people inside at a tall communications tower on a neighboring building. WELL, COMMUTERS...ITS ABOUT TO GET A LITTLE WET AND STINKY AROUND HERE. Giant Eileen daintily peeled away her tiny tight red bikini bottom, exposing her tat of an evil smily face plastered on her smooth, tight and shiny butt.
Without warning, thousands of gallons of warm yellow rain poured down on the jam packed six lanes of the Downtown Expressway. AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaahhh, the giant Ms. Johnson moaned with eyes closed. The rain poured in buckets, forming rivers on the slightly angled roadway, sweeping people away with reckless abandon in the direction of the City Tunnel, about 100 yards away. The acid level in Eileen's pee began to erode at people's skin, many rendered with third degree burns. People in cars were horrified at their fellow commuters on foot, many looking little like humans, half melted so to speak from the feminine flood.
The panicked drivers were mo better off. Many steered to and fro, their tires invariably unable to grip in the vast moistness, the acidity eating away at rubber and corroding roofs where cars were unfortunately directly under Eileen's cute butt. A large hole opened up in the roadway as Eileen's powder room break seemed to last forever. MMMMMMMM, WHO...I REALLY HAD TO GO!
Eileen opened her eyes from the pleasure of relief to the catastrophe she had wrought. Some fifty people lay dead amongst the cars, half deteriorated by the pee, cars virtually piled five high as they attempted to maneuver through an onslaught of giant girl pee. Screams were subdued as whimpers and moans of the dying swept over the roadway between two 75 ft tall sexy girl legs. OH.......MY.....GOD! I AM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS GIANT SHIT! Eileen was beside herself, peeing slightly in her bikini bottom.
Eileen caught a glimpse of three men helping a woman out of car, their puny size making her laugh...hard. PHMP! FRMP! Eileen blushed. OMIGOD! HONESTLY, I NEVER.....Eileen's worst nightmare...she had farted in public. I HAVE TO POOP!
Eileen was partly panicking, partly laughing as she could feel the warm essence of girly gases exiting from the soft, smooth and shiny expanse of teeny weeny bikini.
Eileen's face perked to a well lit smile as, still straddling the humanity packed highway between high rise buildings, she focused on the City Tunnel, where people who survived the pee spree were now heading, whether by car or foot.
I'M POOPED, PUNY PEOPLE, I HAVE TO POWDER MY NOSE AT THAT TUNNEL, pretty Eileen pouted with 150 FT confidence.
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