Clear The Area! 2 (with 4k alt angles and bonus WIP)

It was golden hour, and the sun’s rays cast long shadows. The longest shadow of all was Helen’s own, and she could see it stretch far away to the very edge of the encroaching line of dusk. She stretched her long, lean body upwards, reaching up towards space. It had been some day. After three nights hiding away in basements, trying to keep out of sight of the half dozen or so giants who were roaming the city, she had become one of them. And then in a single burst of growth she had far surpassed them all. What started as a tingling across her skin, spreading from her mouth and washing down over her body, became a throbbing of her flesh and bones so intense that she thought she would explode. And then she did, at least in size, a creeping growth, building slowly, and then accelerating as she burst through the streets and buildings of her former home. Soon she was large enough that she could pick up buildings, and eventually so large that her toes towered over the skyline.

This was now her second city. It had its own pitifully minuscule giants that had been terrorising the population. As she approached she reached down and flicked one away, sending her hurtling hundreds of miles before she smashed into a mountain range. Helen idly dragged her toe across some of the major roads out of town. It wasn’t going to be easy to escape. She looked down at a world that looked as flat as a beach, with a carpet of regular crystalline structures laid out across it. Casually she stepped forwards. She was so large that she couldn’t even picture what it must be like for the millions of people at her feet. Terrified. Looking up at a god. She slowly lowered herself to her knees, and then laid down on her front. Moving exceptionally slowly she savoured the sensations as each part of her body touched down on the tiny structures of the city, that were pulverised under her incredible mass. Despite her care, as each building was demolished and ground to dust, immense clouds of debris were thrown up into the air. She felt little pops as tower blocks gave way. At last Helen began to lower her chest downwards, she tried to feel the precise moment that her breasts touched down. She felt the faintest tickle against her sensitive nipples, and then an explosion as more weight dropped downwards. Millions of tons of flesh rolling over blocks of buildings and people. She sighed. This was heaven. Her face was so close to the ground now. She laid her cheek down, opened her eyes, and tried to focus on the streets on front of her, focus on the people.