Thursday, March 6, 2014
A super-short giga giantess scene.
Her heel descends on the burbs.
Her toes loom in the sky 50 miles. Her flexing, stocking-clad sole angles over the city, letting the aroma of leather, lotion and her slight perspiration be the only air the tiny metropolis breathes. Her sole is their sky.
A tiny drop of sweat, three blocks in diameter bombs them. The cool, crisp air, replaced by the hot, sexy air from her feet. Her other foot, rubs the sole of her left foot over the city sensually.
She teases them with her sexuality, and their own mortality as she sit there.