Part 1 of the Giantess Bully Saga.
The giantess had overheard you saying to your girlfriend that she didn't look that tough. She'd been strutting down the street as if she owned the place and your girlfriend had complained to you that she should put some clothes on. You'd agreed and said it was shocking how all the authorities in the town had bowed down to her demands when she first grew. This was when you made your comment about how she couldn't be that tough.
"You obviously don't know much about giantesses little man" she said after suddenly stopping in her tracks and staring at you. "First thing you should know is that we have very good hearing. The next is that we have incredible sense of smell too".
She turned and looked towards where you were walking and saw the line of cars. She sniffed and selected your car out.
"This one's yours right?" she asked as she slung it into the middle of the road with ease.
"As you can see strength is a given, and the final part of this lesson is to show you how... tough... we are."
With that last remark she brought her ass down on your car and flattened the roof. She started to grind her pussy on it, her moans drowning out the sound of twisting metal and smashing glass. The twisted wreckage didn't phase her at all, it was obviously all just texture for her sensitive womanhood to enjoy.
"There, learnt your lesson?"
You nodded timidly as a reply.
"Good. Now that's got me all worked up so get over here and let me show you how your little hands can please a giantess."
She turned to address your girlfriend.
"You can help too. Now both of you... strip!"
After your schooling in giantesses you realised you had no choice.
Meta: People always highlight how uncomfortable the giantess must be sitting on the car in this collage but I've always reckoned that beyond a certain size a giantess' skin is so thick that glass, metal and mortar can't penetrate it.
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