Meet Nicole

PART ONE: Nancy Meets Nicole



"Nicole was a selfish bitch when she was normal size (sorry can I say bitch) But I loved her-She always sleeped around, who knows what shes got, but now shes a fucking giant!-we’re all screwed"—One of her close friends, interviewed by CNN



"Nancy was a good Christian woman, dedicated to her family and her duty as a state financial worker on the big State Building-we’re terribly saddened and disgusted to find out what this so called Nicole giant person has done to her and the many other victims as well" -Her Daughter, interviewed by a reporter for Reuters.



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9:16 AM



Nancy watched the hot cup of coffee on her desk ripple with each low frequency thud-one after another like thunder stepping in from the horizon. Initially her gut told her it was an earth quake. Nancy had a window seat on the top floor of the big state building. She knew it was well fortified since the area was typically earth quake prone and she imagined it might be something minor. She stood up casually and walked to the window, pealing the shade open with her fingers and glance out onto the street below.. Without her glasses things appeared blurry, but she immediately took notice to the people running in what appeared to be a frenzied panic. She felt her nerves spike up and this eerie cold feeling shoot down her spine. She split open the shade a bit more, this time in a panic and noticed further up the street a thick cloud of smoke smoldering over wrecked buildings. Then further behind the veil of destruction something ominous and colossal moved with relentlessness and seemingly sinister intention.



Nancy almost had a heart attack when she noticed the source of each deep reverberation was the heel of two giant white sneakers. She began to have a panic attack as her eyes traveled up the towering trunks of flesh, past the big powerful knees and rotund thighs of colossal proportion. The short tight skirt, shredded at it’s seams, the grotesque belly, the impossibly titanic breasts-the hungry man eating lips—Yet the face, so normal, so casual.. The tiny pale forms moving at the monstrous woman’s feet, disappearing under each unholy movement,—-”Those are people!” She gasped.



Nancy grabbed her chest and screamed as loud as she could, falling back and smashing her head on the edge of her desk, falling unconscious only momentarily. When she came to, she noticed a deep shadow had cast itself over her section of the building. The room went black and beyond the darkness she could see a wall of thick flesh rising just outside her window. Nancy stood slowly, rising with the giantess being as the big eye peered outside the little window, as if peering into a keyhole. Nancy took caution not to make any sudden movements. Then a big eye appeared in full view, and its gaze seemed to devour Nancy in all her fear. It felt as though the eye could read her mind. Then the eye fell back into the darkness.



For a moment Nancy felt a sense of relief, as if all the giantess  wanted was to say hello or get a look inside the little building for the sake of curiosity. She tried to empathized with the giantess for a moment and imagined it must have been fascinating to explore the little world around her. But Nancy’s consolations were quickly stripped from her in the most grotesque fashion.



The wall where the lovey view of the streets below once stood was violently smashed until it was a gaping hole in the side of the concrete structure. Nancy resumed screaming in terror as large chunks of concrete fell all around her, one disproportionate large block of wall fell directly on top of her, pinning the fragile middle aged woman on her back..The tip of the massive white sneaker penetrated the gaping concrete hole, stomping and grinding it until it was large enough to get a “aerial doll house view” of the interior.



The ceiling had almost complete caved in. Now it was just Nancy, the smothering remains of her office and the giantess. Nancy had a bug’s eye view this time. Pinned down on her back she gazed up, her eyes feeling mortified and violated by the unholy view of the giant woman’s undercarriage. She watched as the thunderous meaty thighs rubbed together, like two cruise liners made of skin and fat, sandwiching loose folds of god like vaginal skin, a labia the size of a gray hound bus and a clit bigger than Nancy's minivan. She could also see the giant woman’s anus, which was large enough to swallow a metro bus and not even notice. She could see the anus because the giantess was squatting, the colossal cheeks spreading slowly revealing the dark toned skin of her inner chafing thighs. This was all happening but the thought had not yet clicked with Nancy as to what was about to occur.



The giantess was doing what you do when you dig a hole in the forest to pee in, the giantess had burrowed a hole in Nancy office with similar intentions.



It wasn't until the massive genitals made contact with the gaping concrete hole in Nancy’s office that she began to panic again. The first thing she noticed was an overwhelming acrid musk. The smell of urine mixed with the smell of sweat and lady bits. A warm fishy spice that made it hard to breath. The gaping hole had been sealed off by the giant woman’s all encompassing female anatomy. The loose vaginal flesh spilled over the broken concrete and hung ominously over head. The clitoris was red and dripping, the bush was an unkempt mess of dark brown coils and sweaty knots. The Labia was a swollen, chubby gate way into moist dark smelly cave.



There was a moment of brief silence. Then a deep moan followed by an avalanche of acrid yellow fluid that gushed at what must have been thousands of gallon in one devastating stream. The giant pussy contorted, two fingers fell into place and spread the hole wider, releasing more fluid at a greater rate. Again, a rumbled moan of relief echoed from the giant woman’s belly.



Nancy had been unfortunate enough to be directly hit by the powerful gush of piss. Her ribs were cracked and her body torn up from the rubble from where she was pinned and tossed into the gathering lake of acrid yellow foam like a helpless rag roll spinning in the gross world pools of piss. The unstoppable waves  flowed and crashed into the walls, knocking furniture about and pinning her again to the far wall. She almost fell unconscious, gasping for her final breath on the hot festering air, but not before taking in gallons of yellow liquid into her lungs. This time the giant fingers pivoted with intention and aimed at the screaming lady. She let out one last curdling scream before a power jet of piss shot her across the office and violently pinned her into the far wall, crushing her by it’s immense force. She gargled warm liquid and fell submerged.. The stream of piss began to trickle off into a few mocking droplets.



Nancy floated limp on the surface of the yellow lake that was once her office. Tables and chairs floated silently clunking off each other in slow motion. The frothy piss escaped under the doors and cracks and began flooding the halls. Warm rolls of steam rose up from the yellow pool of warm piss and out the gaping hole. Nicole bent forward only slightly and jiggled her ass, bobbing off any piss that had accumulated on her crack. Satisfied and feeling no shame in what she had just done, she stood up straight and pulled her skirt back down over her bulging thighs.