Crumbs (4k, 4 image set) (Patreon)

*Sorry that I'm posting a day late! I'm blaming a hectic calender and poor time management.

**This is the same model/character that features in Times Square Takeover, Barbara (I think I may have called a few of my characters Barbara, honestly can’t remember). I’ve scaled her up MASSIVELY now, so that skyscrapers are the size of grains of rice to her. This is an image sequence of four images, and I currently don’t have any alt angles for Mega Bosses, but I’m going to try to add something extra later today. As always with image sets, Mini Bosses get access to 2k images, and Big and Mega Bosses get access to 4k images.

The world wasn’t ready for Barb. It seems ridiculous to think that it was possible for a human to grow so large that mountains were literally scaled like mole hills to them, but Barbara was that big. She stood over Manhattan, one foot somewhere around Newark, and they other on the far side of Brooklyn. Each step caused the earth to buckle and shake, and many of the older buildings in New York had already crumbled. She squealed in delight, shattering windows and knocking terrified crowds to the ground. Her immense body lowered down towards the city. Reaching a hand downwards between her legs, her fingers impacted the earth, cracking through the built environment of the city like it was spun sugar. Freeways, parks, stadiums, neighbourhoods cracked and crumpled, vanishing into dust as her fingers cleaved through the earth. Ever so gently she plucked up several blocks of prime Manhattan real estate, and placed them in the palm of her hand. Earth and rubble showered back down to the ground, as well as scores of people. Thousands were still trapped in her palm, for now considering themselves the lucky ones. She raised her hand upwards, past her belly, and her enormous breasts, which hung and swung miles up in the air. The city passed close to her nipple, and she felt it graze against the stiff nub that protruded outwards, signalling her arousal to the terrified people being lifted into the sky. Barb was tempted to smush them against her, to feel all those buildings against her, but she wanted a closer look. She continued to raise the city up towards her face. Her eyes adjusted to the scale of her old world, and she could see all those buildings, towering structures of glass and steel, now no larger than grains of rice. She was salivating. She lucked her lips. She could see people filling the streets in terror. She wanted a taste. It would probably taste of nothing, she knew, only dust. Her free hand lowered between her legend she felt a jolt of electricity as she touched herself. She was salivating there too.