“What the….?@!,” Janet gasped in horror. Janet and her boyfriend were making their way toward Centertown in their late model Audi on I-68. Better known as The River Highway, I-68 hugged the Center River, providing for a scenic drive. The six lanes of traffic, with three each heading north and south respectively, were typically bumper-to- bumper around this time each day, approximately 12:30 PM. Janet’s boyfriend, Steve was speechless. “Who is she? Is she for real? My god, she’s heading right this way and she’s f*cking tall!!"

Nyssa was in a trance as she slowly moved her approximately 60-foot long legs through the warm and caressing river water, kicking the stems with added force, stirring up waves that rocked boats within two miles of her. While some people on the River Highway pulled over and exited on foot, the majority of commuters continues their trek, only slowing down to gawk at the beautiful woman, not quite registering what stood before them. As the giantess approached, traffic managed to maintain a steady 20 MPH pace, but something ominous was brewing. The high waves from Nyssa’s legs began lapping over the guardrail with increasing height and pressure. Nyssa was only 100 feet from shore.

“Watch out!” Janet screamed to Steve as he veered the car for safety. A ten-foot wave found its way onto the highway and careened into a line of five cars, sending them in the path of a Mack Truck. The ensuing accident caused a bone-crunching pile-up and sent traffic in the far left lane to a standstill. Janet and Steve were stunned as they witnessed countless people exit their cars and stampede seemingly by the hundreds for safety. The terrified couple wasted no time, joining their fellow commuters on foot.

As Nyssa approached the decimated roadway, her big brown eyes scanned the chaos, her ears taking in the screams and the occasional car crash. The maze of colors from the cars and people’s clothing so far below was just the scene that Nyssa imagined as she prepared for her upcoming Giantesszone shoot. It was perfect. Nyssa stood just at the edge of the river, the roadway just at her belly button. Feeling Godzilla, Nyssa lowered her face just above the lines of cars and fleeing people. ROARRRRrrring! Nyssa cutely rang out as she clawed her fingers and scrunched her face as she girlishly channeled a ferocious Godzilla impersonation. The screams and panic intensified as Nyssa simply marveled in her power, changing poses and facial expressions intermittently as though striking sexy for the cameras on a photo shoot..

Satisfied with the chaos, Nyssa lowered her right hand onto the highway and began walking her ten-foot long fingers among the cars and people, chasing the random crowd with the manicured digits, sometimes flicking people to the ground or sending them in the air a few feet. Just about ready to come ashore, Nyssa fondled a few cars, picking one or two up to examine like a toy, dropping them casually when no longer intrigued.

Nyssa was intent on making her Big City debut and it began by stepping out of the water, where she started by placing her hands on the surface of I-68, her palms flattening a number of cars and creating spider cracks in the road. Next, Nyssa lifted her silky lanky legs and placed her right foot on the roadway, lifting her body and placing her left foot adjacent the right foot. The giantess stood to full height, the countless gallons of river water cascading onto the crunched-up highway like water flowing from Niagara Falls. The bright sun shone down on the towering woman, accenting her gorgeous body and face and showcasing the beautiful painted-on bikini, each flower taking on it own artistic expression so big and high up.

JUST LOOK AT ALL THE PEOPLE! Nyssa sighed aloud as she scanned the bustling city before her. The beauty stood at the crossroads of I-68 and Center Street, the gateway to downtown. Only eight blocks away, stood the heart of downtown, between it and her lay hundreds if not thousands of people, with the streets jammed with cars, taxis, buses and trucks, the sidewalks crawling with a carpet of people, many already running in a fuss for subways and other means away from a 125-foot model acting out her inner-Godzilla.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! THUMP! Nyssa stepped onto and over I-68, her pretty feet making short work of abandoned cars, her legs gracefully spanning something like 30 feet at a time. It wouldn’t take long for her to descend upon the bustle of humanity. Within seconds Nyssa found her feet among a row of cars heading westerly. Those brave enough to still have been in the cars would have had the sight of a massive set of pretty toes in their rear view mirrors, with perhaps a flattened car or two underneath.

Nyssa was taking it all in, letting the gentle breeze caress her long black hair, the wind pampering her skin, the pleasing scent of her natural aroma blanketing the scene pleasurably. The sight of her pretty painted bikini was truly stunning among the modern architecture. Nyssa reveled in the sensation of nothing more than a thin layer of paint between her and the dazzling sun.

Nyssa was eager to play. BEEP! BEEP! Nyssa sounded cutely. OK, YOU PEOPLE NEED TO TOTALLY MOVE ALL THESE CARS. HOW’S A GIRL TO GET DOWN TOWN FOR SOME SIGHTSEEING? UM…I MEAN…’FRIGHT’SEEING. AAH, I’M SUCH A FUNNY GIRL.

I’M GIVING YOU 30 SECONDS TO CLEAR ALL THESE PUNY CARS. It was pointless, but that was the whole idea of being a giantess. The only thing Nyssa took in was the sights and sounds of thousands of people on sidewalks and between cars scurrying in the opposing direction. OH WELL. Nyssa bit her lip as she lifted her right foot and stepped forward onto a landscape of abandoned vehicles. The echo of popping glass and crushing steel was menacing.

Within seconds Nyssa was at the city’s largest intersection, Center and Main. The bypass featured an outdoor retail mall with a brand new main entrance with a four-story glass atrium, a large parking garage, several office buildings, several newly built apartment buildings and a massive elevated subway platform. Within it in all lay thousands of panicked office workers, shoppers and tourists scurrying like ants. Nyssa stood high above, absorbing the pandemonium. GOSH, I’VE NEVER GOTTEN SUCH A WARM WELCOME LIKE THIS BEFORE IN MY LIFE. ALL THIS ATTENTION CAN LEAVE A GIRL POOPED.

DID I MENTION MY NAME IS NYSSA? WELL, I THOUGHT I’D SHARE A LITTLE ABOUT ME. FIRST, I’M FREAKIN’ TALL AS sh*t. SECOND, I’M GODZILLA’S NUMBER ONE FAN. Nyssa then knelt down and peered into the lower floors of an office building, squinting to see to the tiny people busy themselves behind the windows. Nyssa tapped the glass with her massive finger, winking to the flinching populace, giggling with delight. AAAHHH, PEOPLE, Nyssa sighed luxuriously.

Suddenly, a commotion stirred from Main Avenue. A reckless driver was barreling through the intersection, smashing cars, its freaked out driver heading in Nyssa’s direction. Then, without warning the car veered into another and flipped over, landing ten feet from the giant stunner. AAW, YOU POOR PEOPLE, Nyssa teased as she laid her knees on the roadway and sat on her feet. Nyssa picked up the car, the people inside in frenzy, the car’s wheels still spinning. Nyssa peered inside. WOW, YOU PEOPLE ARE PUNY. LOOK, BEING A GIANT WOMAN IS JUST TOO MUCH FUN TO STOP, SO…

Nyssa placed the car right-side up at the entrance to the office building nearest her. With car still in drive mode, the vehicle careened through the glass and steel entrance with a crash, where it continued to drive right through the lobby and crash into the concierge desk. Horrified people in the lobby stared outside, only to see a massive beautiful face batting its big brown eyes back at them. The tall girl captured the freakish scene with a monster movie-like perspective. HI, PEOPLE, Nyssa waved delicately.

Next, Nyssa lowered her head lower onto the roadway, her extensive hair smothering most of the cars in her vicinity. At this level, Nyssa’s perspective took on a more day-to-day sidewalk view, capturing the street-level details of normal life; street signs, traffic lights and license plate numbers. But, what caught the beauty’s eye more than anything was a crowd of people cowering in a coffee shop to her left, that and a Budweiser Beer truck to her right. Smiling mischievously, with cat like reflexes, Nyssa shot out her left hand in the direction of the coffee shop, pretty fingers entering the doorway and grasping a woman in their clutches. The woman screamed as the giantess brought her closer. MMM, HELLO BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, Nyssa purred as she held the lady to her eyes. WOULDN’T YOU LIKE TO BE AS BIG AS ME, YA KNOW, ACTING LIKE GODZILLA, FREAKING PEOPLE OUT, CRUSHING CARS AND THROWING sh*t? IT REALLY IS FUN. Nyssa giggled, the woman let out a blood-curdling scream. I’M CHANNELING MY INNER-GODZILLA, BUT, GOSH, YA KNOW, I HAVEN’T MADE UP MY MIND ON THE WHOLE PEOPLE-EATING THING YET. I’LL HAVE TO PONDER THAT ONE. Nyssa eyed the woman some more before placing her back on the ground. The woman ran off.

Nyssa giggled as she adjusted her hair, turning her attention to that beer truck. WOW! WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE? Nyssa tapped the roof of the truck, then pried open the side cargo area daintily with her finger. In it were numerous kegs filled with refreshing beer on their way to thirsty patrons. HOW CUTE, LET’S HAVE A PARTY. Nyssa plucked a keg out of its confines and held it in her palm, the 100-pound object like no more than a set piece for a dollhouse amongst her fingers. MMM, HHHMMM, Nyssa oozed as a wicked idea thundered through her pretty head. The 125-foot model placed the keg in her left hand and flicked it with her right middle finger. The first target; the mall. The keg propelled like a bullet into the four-story glass façade of the retail shops, collapsing the structure with a monumental crash of glass, the ferocious sound echoing for miles. The keg landed in the food court, but not before barreling over chairs and tables and pummeling several shoppers. UH…THAT WAS…SO AWESOME. Next, Nyssa aimed a keg in the direction of an office building, flicking it where it crashed against its glass framework, sending glass and metal raining down on people on the sidewalk, the keg continuing to roll down the street, injuring several people. Nyssa watched as the façade continued to slowly peel away.

Then, Nyssa’s eyes widened as they caught a lone motorist in a car just behind her, in fact just under her bikini bottom, make a run for safer ground. OK, LITTLE PERSON, WHERE ARE YOU OFF TO? Nyssa addressed down the man as he stood frozen with fear in the street, realizing a 125-foot woman had caught him. Nyssa simply lowered her right hand fingers before him and lightly flicked him to the sidewalk. The man was sent twenty feet in the air and landed fifty feet away on top of the Victoria’s Secret awning. Nyssa reached behind her, under her ass and retrieved the wayward man’s car, placing it on the portico of the neighboring office building, the structure quickly straining under the weight.

AN EXPLOSIVE SITUATION

Totally amused with being a giant woman, it seemed the fun never ceased for Nyssa. To her delight, she spotted a gasoline truck over in the next block. THIS IS GONNA ROCK…MOVE OVER GODZILLA…