After The Change: Road Block (Patreon)

Something was wrong. The convoy had lost contact with the scout. It had been twelve minutes since their last radio check and they were supposed to make contact every 10. The captain frowned, face lit by the cold glow of the monitors and instruments as her command APC sped along the freeway through the night. 

Night travel was safer. Sure the glow of the lights lit you up but across the vast wastelands of the former USA it was less likely that someone was going to pick you up (literally), and they were easier to evade if you did. As it was they were travelling up the former Route 5 on a long undamaged section of freeway that could be traversed quickly. They were going over 100mph now and despite the road not having been resurfaced in several years, it was a pretty smooth ride. 

“Road block up ahead.” the navigator said. “slow to 50.”

The captain looked up. “One of ours?”

“Negative. Nothing on the map but a large shadow showing on the scans.”

The APC slowed and the rest of the convoy slowed with it. There were a number of things this kind of reading could be. In reality you only had to prepare for one of them.

“Switch to night visuals.”

“Switching.”

In the eerie green of the night vision nothing could be made out. It was like a bank of fog, just a wall in front of them… then that mid green fuzz moved. It was a wall. A wall of flesh. Lifting out of the way and rocketing upwards, it must have been a hand, there was no surface reading because it was so large and right in front of them. No features that you could make out in the fuzz of the night vision goggles. The shadow had been much closer than they could have imagined, they’d almost run headlong into her. “Her” because filling their vision now was a vast vagina. It towered above the road. The giant was sitting straddling the freeway and her ass had cracked and destroyed the surface, leaving the asphalt shattered under her immense weight. They could now see the scout vehicle, half inserted… submerged between vaginal lips that seemed to eat it. There was a grinding sound against something that could only be described as organic, but on a scale much larger than anything had a right to be. A cliff face come to life, a cave that could eat you. Monstrously powerful muscles and a slippery oozing. A sickening crunch came from the APC as it began to crack under the pressure like a nut.

“Lights on! roll out! There’s crew in there, we need to get them out!”

The captain roared her orders and the patrol spilled out into the humid night air. Small arms wouldn’t do a thing to a giant this size but maybe they could cause enough of a distraction to be able to get their comrades out. There were feminine rumblings from far above, the rest of the giant’s body fading up into the dark. There must have been a face far above. She was enjoying this. Her toy had brought its friends.