Jocks in Manhattan (Patreon)

“Hey Cybil, get in here!”

“Oh my gad look at this. Who’d think that just up from the beach there would be this huge city!”

“Tiny city more like! These skyscrapers barely scrape my knees.”

“I know, I can’t even fit my feet down these streets.”

“Come for the beach stay for the bars! Ahhahaha.”

“And the boys! Yeah! GSU softball woo!”

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Sirens wailed.

This isn’t something you see everyday. Well it hadn’t been anyway, but now these giants had rolled up the coast for spring break this year it was become an alarmingly regular sight. A mega sized discarded phone, complete with a photo of the owners. It hadn’t been here long, in fact it had only just been set down, the two colossal jock girls were now cracking open beers and getting ready to shotgun them, but the cops needed to keep their people away from these giant objects, you never knew when they would just topple over and crush some people. All it took was a phone on vibrate and an incoming message to reduce a neighbourhood to rubble. They’d had to order an emergency evacuation, not just of the building being used as a prop, but of the whole neighbourhood. You just couldn’t be too careful. These two girls certainly weren’t.