Pool Toy (Patreon)

As she strode through the city Dina cradled the cruise ship. Seeing it floating in the crystal waters of the Mediterranean she had desired it like she might have desired a handbag, or a car, but now there was nobody from whom to buy it, or at least nobody who could stop her plucking it out of the water and taking it with her. It gave her butterflies in her stomach to think that there must be several thousand tourists in the vessel that she now held in her arms. They must all be looking at her: terrified of her size, enraptured by her beauty, jealous of her power. She imagined them looking up at the vast expanse of her glistening skin as her colossal breast pinned the ship down, threatening to crush its upper decks under its immense weight. Her nipples hardened against her bikini as she thought of what they must be thinking. Or maybe it was because of the cooling breeze in the scorching summer sun as she headed inland.

As she walked through the city she moved buildings aside so that she could pass, either coaxing them out of the way with her spare hand or sending them tumbling with a little shimmy of her hips. She left a trail of destruction in her wake. She was taking the ship to a lake she knew where she could relax for a while before deciding what to eat for dinner, or how. These pitiful specks would somehow have to provide for her, one way or another. Jets buzzed her as she walked. They had not yet risked open conflict but she knew that there would be a time soon when she would need to exert her dominance over the little people, one way or another. For now, she was going to take her toy and play with it in her pool.