Lisa's story attached to this collage....
Meet Porchia. She's a certain shady insurance companies ace in the hole.
Being a giant woman sure can get lonely. She gets no end of admirers, from both sexes, but being her size, sex with three inch tall people is impossible. Job opportunities on the other hand were pretty much constant, so she threw herself into her work instead. Most involved her executing or killing people. She was used as a kind of super soldier by any nation rich enough to buy her services. Stomping their enemies flat. She was also employed by nations who still used the death penalty for murderers. Though very controversial, it was considered the worst and most degrading death worthy of dealing with the worst of humankind. Women and men of all ages, found guilty beyond reasonable doubt, were publicly executed by Giantess Porchia, who would just simply step on the little convicted prisoners and crush them beneath her enormous foot.
Eventually though, all of that killing took its toll and Porchia became disillusioned with her usual work. She wanted something much more mellow and gentle. That's where that shady insurance company comes in. They employ her to go around city to city in the U.S., crushing any and all cars that are not insured by themselves. All cars that are insured by the company Porchia works for come fitted with a sensor that her watch will detect when she scans the area. Seeing as she had done so much work for the U.S. Military, the government has made her immune from prosecution. So now, she just walks around stepping on cars for a living, crushing them as flat as pancakes. Even vehicles in motion are caught and trapped beneath the enormous sole of Porchia's shoe. She of course crushes these slowly, making sure the passengers have time to escape what would otherwise be a horrifying and painful death. No point killing the occupants, someone has to make a claim to Porchia's rival insurance companies.
When all is said and done though, Porchia really never needed the money. She just loves the feeling of power that crushing vehicles provides. Feeling the metal structure compressing and crumpling under her foot.
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