Humongous Holly

It was terrifying.

And if it was terrifying for her, Clara couldn’t imagine what it must be like for the insects running around in the streets, or in these little buildings. What an extraordinary thought. Just a few hours ago, when she went to bed last night, she was one of those insects. She had lived and worked in these buildings. Now the downtown area felt like a copse of crystalline trees to her. The skyscrapers towered over her but they were filled with hundreds, even thousands of insects. Sorry… people.

But now her blood ran cold. She was in a fight or flight response and she certainly wasn’t going to fight, and there was nowhere to run. She needed to hide. The ground rocked beneath her and she put a hand against the glass wall of a building to steady herself. She could smell the sweaty musk and feel the heat. She was a giant and she was trapped in a valley; a valley made of the pasty white thighs of Holly from accounts. It had to be Holly didn’t it. Bumbling, dull, lazy, and as it turns out, immensely horny Holly.

Holly had spent much of yesterday afternoon bending Clara’s ear about some date she’d been on. Clara had tried to escape numerous times but Holly was persistent, even to the point of following the younger woman all the way to the basement where they’d got a lungful of that stinky green smoke. Holly evidently got a bigger lungful because Clara was now the size of a mouse to the pallid oaf.

Holly was wittering and clucking to herself, which now sounded like overpoweringly animated thunder directly overhead. Clara watched in horror as Holly’s abundant and untended bush descended on the buildings just in front of her. As it settled down, earth trembling, Clara caught a glimpse of Holly’s immense clit and and luscious labia as her cunt enveloped an apartment block. Holly must have been so wet, the building simply slipped into her with, eliciting a deep and animalistic groan. It was swallowing the tower block whole. Clara glanced up and saw Holly’s simple face beaming down. Ducking back behind the building she looked for her chance to flee. All around her the tiny people of the city were screaming and running and the buildings began to tumble as Holly shifted her weight to take in more of the structure. They may all be insects to Clara but they were nothing more than specks to the gigantic ginger.