"Hey, be sure to stay in the left lane. It's the fastest moving. And I'll flip on the radio to find out what the fuck is going on with this giant girl business," Amber said to her friend Gina as they made their way along the Downtown Expressway. The two ladies sat in the late model Audi, along with hundreds of other cars, simmering in the hot summer sun on the elevated freeway that meandered right through the heart of the city.
All those on the Downtown Expressway, along with thousands upon thousands of others is sit and stare at the jungle of concrete, steel and glass that towered above them as they sat in traffic, hearts pounding with suspense as they tried eagerly to escape the hijinx of a 21-year old giant woman on power trip.
"Get back! Keep moving!" the police shouted at the throngs of pedestrians, commuters and generally people of all walks of life. "Here she comes!!!" Hundreds of people along Haste Street looked up in horror as Eileen, looking marvelous, marvelous in her shiny bikini strolled in their direction. Eileen was in virtual orgasmic suspense when her brown eyes captured the multitudes of the metropolis' citizens running like mice away from her. The giant girl was only two blocks away from Haste Street, crushing cars, stepping on people and poking windows out of buildings.
Cataclysmic Eileen stopped at the intersection of Haste and Concord, planting her bare feet dead in the middle of the wide intersection. The stop lights which hung level with her shin, swung to and from, leaving mild imprints on her shiny soft epidermis. Her feet stood upon three cars, having stopped them in motion with a massive SQUASH! CRUNCH! Eileen was bemused and barreled over in glee at the sight of thousands of people quite literally stampeding, clamoring and stomping each other to death. Eileen stared down at some of the piles of people forming like trash, unable to proceed in the hellacious heap of humanity. Feeling all frisky, cocky and downright sexy, Eileen quipped to the populous, THE COMMUTE'S A BITCH I SEE. MMM, THIS SO HOT, Eileen purred as she softly massaged her mildly moist bikini bottom.
At the moment, OUCH! ... An oncoming car slammed into Eileen's big toe, inflaming what had already been a nasty little sore she had been nursing for a while. It appeared to have been healing after a luxurious bubble bath the night before, but now her big toe was swollen and began oozing a mystifying concoction. DAMN CAR! The 150 ft Eileen reached down and crushed the Toyota Pathfinder with her fist. BOOM! CRUNCH!
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