Beach Behemoth (Patreon)

At first Sydney and Steve had no idea what was happening. Stopping their SUV on at a clifftop beauty spot looking out at miles of white beaches had seemed a perfect spot for a picnic: romantic, peaceful, and idyllic. Then the ground started to shake and shudder and the unmistakable thud, thud, thud of footsteps. Were there giants here? They hadn’t know that this was a possibility in this area. The thuds got closer and closer until their vehicle was cast in shadow. Suddenly a vast woman’s face appeared at a horizontal angle. She was having to look along the ground at them. She was approaching middle age, with a mop of mousey hair in loose curls, and a beaming smile. She started to speak to another giant, and he responded. Their voices were loud and deep and incomprehensible. Suddenly she shifted and the windows went dark as she clamped the SUV and its tiny occupants between her thumb and forefinger. The world was in chaos as they lifted up off the ground at dizzying speed, the G forces pinning them to their seats. 

They next thing they knew they were still again, now only the slow rhythm of breaths as the world rose and fell. Sydney and Steve took their opportunity and threw the doors open, tumbling out. The landscape they were on was a plain of flesh, thick hair seemed to sprout everywhere around them and rose far up over their heads. following the hairs up they saw it. Rising like a redwood was an immense phallus. But something was wrong. It was moving. It was coming down towards them. The behemoth was falling like it had been felled, right towards them. 

“Run!” Sydney screamed.

The flaccid member crashed down upon their SUV utterly crushing it. Sydney and Steve kept running, weaving between, around and over the hairs trying to get to safety. The brute was talking and the woman was replying, from far away. She had gone for a quick dip in the sea and was now coming back to finish what she had started.