She got up beaming, her mountains of gold jewellery creating a deafening clank as she did so. As she carelessly stepped onto a row of houses causing them to collapse like dominoes, her expression turned to a worried frown as she inspected her boots, she didn't want to scratch them so soon, never mind about the crushed humanity and structures, but breathed a sigh a of relief when there was not a scratch. She then looked around at the gathering of important people including her doting father who was saying "isn't my girl beautiful..." to the assembled group who collectively could hardly disguise a gulp. Her father was torn, he was in awe of his daughter, her beauty etc, yet in private he too winced at her bouts of destruction and shared that view with friends, but he couldn't be seen to do it by his 20 year old 850ft tall daughter. "Are you watching? How do I look?"...any thoughts fears conversations etc were rudely interrupted by the loudness of the voice and they looked around at a gorgeous sight, masses of blonde hair waving in the wind, boobs and cleavage proudly in front, seemingly stretching the fabric of her top more than usual, a beaming smile as Vera posed hand on hip, twirling and trampling everything underfoot to dust as she did so, unknowingly, uncaringly.....as she did this she suddenly saw in the near distance an ideal catwalk. It was a major highway to the nearest big city 50 miles away. The eyes of the onlookers were glued to this beautiful giantess as she flaunted her sexuality, posing like a true model, and started walking over to the "catwalk". "Are you £$%$ing watching me?", her voice was suddenly strident as she saw the gathering seemingly get further and further away from her. It just didn't occur to her that maybe it was impossible for tinies to move as quick as the goddess Vera. Quick as a flash they got into helicopters and followed Vera as she came to the highway. It was long and very busy, actually full of citizens in their cars etc fleeing Vera. Surely they knew there was a giantess around and have abandoned the area a long time ago, but the fact is Vera's appearances were relatively infrequent outside her estate and very random and occasionally like now she had had a new pad built and nobody knew. Without hesitation a trademark red-soled Louboutin boot crashed down on the busy roadway, crushing scores of jammed cars, and the the other a she strolled sexily down the road, wiggling her hips tightly encased in her tight jeans. Her jewellery reflected in the bright sunlight, blinding a lot of the motorists so they for a moment couldn't see, sometimes crucial when it came to a CRUNCH! of boot crushing 100s of cars to tinfoil. Vera smiled with beautiful white teeth at the onlookers in their helicopters who had to appear to smile while in reality they were sick in their stomachs at the carnage as she got closer and closer to the city...........
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