After the Apocalypse, things were generally very untidy. Nuclear war just tends to bring out the worst in civilization, and as the social infrastructure broke down, many large urban centers became cut off from each other, allowing petty dictators and other corrupt governments to run their lands like kings. That, in and of itself, was bad. The city formerly known as New York was one such urban center. However, the Big Apple, although not as pristine as it once was, still had some unique attractions. The Statue of Liberty, the remains of the Chrysler building, and, of course, Alice.
Alice was a hundred feet tall. That, in and of itself, made things much, much worse.
All the extra radiation in the atmosphere seemed to have some unexpected side affects to a small percentage of the population. One tenth of one percent of humanity underwent violent mutation after the bombs started dropping, and nine tenths of a percent of those died immediately from the changes. But Alice was different. This spoiled young woman happened to have just the right combination of DNA to not just survive after her mutation began, but to thrive.
She began to grow, getting larger and stronger, easily installing herself as Queen after the collapse of the national and local government. Born into a wealthy family, she'd never been denied anything, and when said family tried to restrain her during her rise to power, they'd found themselves as nothing more than smears under her foot. Such was the fate of anyone who challenged her.
However, if there was any silver lining to this monstrous matriarchy, it was that at least Alice was somewhat reasonable. Oh, she was still spoiled, petty, and self-centered to a fault. But so long as the citizens/prisoners of New York City did what she said, when she said it, they could be reasonably assured to survive. And there was a certain level of safety to having Alice around.
The nasty violence of the wasteland regions destroyed in the nuclear war stayed out of New York, because its Queen wouldn't tolerate any such affronts to her home. She considered the people of New York to be disgusting insects, but they were still her property, and the surest way to bring her wrath upon you was to mess with her stuff.
This particular morning, Alice was examining her reflection in the windows of a skyscraper. A woman of good breeding, she had lovely flowing brown hair, framing a naturally tanned face. Her green eyes shone like emeralds, just as lovely and just as cold. Her moderate (in normal proportions) bosom was held back by a pink bikini top, above a toned tummy and hips. She smiled at her image, playfully smacking her rump, before heading for a dip in the Hudson.
"I'm heading for a swim now, pets," she noted to anyone within earshot. "So stay out of my way."
As she strolled over to the Bay, ignoring any stray citizen unlucky enough to be caught underfoot, she noticed a strange vibration. At first, she thought it was her own tremendous footfalls, but she soon realized it was happening out-of-sync with her steps. And it was getting louder.
"What in the world-" she managed, before she turned a corner, and almost screamed.
In front of Alice was a woman fully three times her size; she barely came up to the giantess' thighs. The new giant was of Asian descent, and had she been of regular proportions, she'd have been politely described as a bit pudgy. Her hips and thighs were massive, topped by a healthy stomach and massive breasts.
The woman was completely nude, which didn't particularly surprise Alice; it had been hard enough to make a modest bikini in her own size, let alone for a three-hundred foot be-shemoth. The giant's face was a bit chubby, and should have been cute, if it hadn't been larger than a condominium. And then there were her dark-brown eyes, which looked down at Alice with cold contempt.
Hands on her hips, this new goddess stepped forward menacingly.
"You must be Alice," she noted. "Heard a lot about you."
"I...well, yes, I am," Alice stammered, trying not to be intimidated. "And...and you are?"
"Maria," the woman replied, looking up and down at the smaller giantess. "Huh. I thought you'd be taller. Guess people exaggerate."
"Well...well, I can imagine how," Alice allowed. "I mean, I've never met another person like me, before, so-"
"Who said I'm like you, princess?" Maria snapped with obvious contempt. "I'm a hell of a lot more woman than you'll ever be. I heard you ran this place like your own personal fucking day spa, and I wanted to see it for myself. And I gotta say, it's pretty fucking lame."
Alice was getting worried, now. She was hoping she could cooperate with Maria, but this conversation was taking a bad turn.
"What... What do you want?" she finally said.
Maria smiled down at her, a smile that chilled to the bone.
What is Maria's response?
A. "You know how long it's been since I last got laid?" Maria forces Alice to pleasure her.
B. "I'm gonna show you how a real queen deals with these little bugs." Maria rips New York apart.
C. "I want to put you in your place, princess." Maria starts beating on Alice.
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