GigaMadam is kneeling on the pile of rubble of the Two Towers looking at what she had done while crying. Her sobs could be heard in the neighbouring neighbourhoods. Her tears fell on that mass of dust and broken glass. "I'm sorry my children, your mother didn't want to do that." having said that she wipes her tears and stands up. Her size was impressive, in that short time her height had tripled. She looks at herself for a while and she also notices that both her bust and hips are bigger too. Her suit still holds up even though she can feel how her breasts press against this limiting fabric.
Looking around she could see how the number of helicopters on the various news broadcasts had increased and circled her "Children, your mother is going through a difficult and complex moment. It is better for everyone's safety that I get away from the city. I'll be back soon" she concluded. She throws a kiss in the direction of the city then turn around and try to get out of the city with fewer steps possible. One of her feet was now so wide that it covered the whole street, including the sidewalks. So she feels very well that she was crushing a great number of cars, trees, benches, fire hydrants and street lamps with each new step.
The whole journey was filled with countless "Excuse me" and "I'm sorry" at every step, every crushed object and every alarm. But in the end, GigaMadam finally manages to touch the countryside. Again, she was indeed crushing pieces of crops from the various farms and surely the farmers weren't happy with that, but it was still better than what happened with the Two Towers about ten minutes ago.
The atmosphere that persists in the various fields and the silence slightly calm GigaMadam who begins to think about the reason for this sudden growth and how to stop it "I grew up when I had to prevent the collapse of the city bank, but right now I can't manage to control it " She tries again, but nothing. Indeed in the attempt is again hit by a sense of fatigue. "W-what? It arrives as if it doesn't want to ..." The sweat had also increased so much so that a thin condensation was forming near the armpits. The suit was getting slightly soggy.
"I have to stop for a second," she says taking deep breaths. Almost unconsciously she sits on the ground without thinking too much. On contact with the ground, part of it cracked and fractured and the neighbouring villages registers a slight tremor as if it had been a single and little earthquake.
She turns red with embarrassment right under her butt now there are two craters. "S-Sorry, usually your mother isn't that careless!" She feels really hot now and to reduce it she started she move the neckline of her suit with her hand to get some air.
Then there was a sudden jerk. Surprised, she could see that her moving her hand back and forth and the tremendous stress that her costume had endured throughout the morning had finally led it to breaks and now her breasts were completely exposed. Between a deep breath and another, she says, "Dammit! Is it possible that there can't be a minute of peace? What have I done wrong to deserve this?"
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