She Will Blot Out The Sun (Patreon)

*Hopefully this face will look a little familar to you! I loved making this image and it opened my eyes to some new things that I can try to do. A massive thanks to Giantess Tina for her Cities! models as well as the explosions from Destruction! I'm really trying to get to grips with and use all the amazing additional assets out there as well as creating my own.*

The sounds of chaos drifted up to Krystal’s ears on the breeze. Looking down at the almost perfect city she almost couldn’t believe that she was the cause of all of this. But she was, and it wasn’t a perfect city anymore. small fires burned here and there and some buildings had collapsed at the mere quakes of her footfalls. Clouds of dust rose from the ground whenever she stepped and the earth cracked. Krystal was naked, and let the warm air caress her body, savouring the intense pleasure of such public nudity. 

Finding the city’s downtown district she gently moved into a position to sit, with her graceful and slender legs surrounding the cluster of the tallest buildings. Most of the area remained in tact but several blocks had now disappeared under her butt, which had previously been described as “tight”, “tiny”, and “pert” but never “earth shatteringly huge”. Until recently. Her delicate feet had destroyed a series of buildings in one of the trendier parts of town but she wasn’t to know this. Her eyes flitted over the tall glittering office buildings and hotels. Pouting coyly she selected one of the tallest which sparkled and shone in the sun. Reaching out with one hand and wrapping her fingers around its base she plucked it from the ground. She was careful not to pinch too hard and the structure came away from the foundations with relative ease. She held the structure up to her face, trying to look into the windows to see those she was about to consume. There was some movement possibly but she wasn’t really able to discern any specific individuals. Puckering up she kissed the window glass and leant back, lowering the skyscraper to her other lips. 

As she pushed the building inside her she felt the each floor become enveloped by her body as she slid it with as much care as she could. Her eyes closed as she tried to feel each sensation. it was then that the missiles started to hit her. they didn’t hurt, but added a warmth, a spice, to the feeling of incredible power she had getting off on a building. Opening her eyes just a little she saw the city between her legs, all those people who were looking up at her, and all the flashes and explosions as jets streamed around her. They were clearly powerless to harm her. She would enjoy this feeling, this delicacy richer than caviar and more intoxicating than vodka. Her juices began to flow and the building began to become slicker as her muscles began to grip its shaft as the waves of pleasure started to break over her.