It had only been a few minutes since Lucia had grown into power. She was a queen now, an empress, a living goddess walking atop her mortal subjects. Mortal and breakable. It was so much fun to watch structures collapse when she grazed them, honoring them with the privilege of her touch. The Empire State Building, beautiful though it was, crumbled with one cruel swipe of her manicured fingers.
Naturally, every news station in the city wanted footage of her rampage. Lucia didn't mind, a queen should speak with her people. As she contemplated how she might get the silly gnats to come closer without damaging them, two especially brave chopper teams slowly approached her.
"Good, come here my cuties! Your goddess wishes to speak with you."
Paul had flown this chopper for the better part of ten years now but nothing he had seen could prepare him for a giant supermodel terrorizing Manhattan. "Get closer to her!" Lacy shouted. Paul trembled at the thought of getting any closer to the looming terror but he grit his teeth and piloted the chopper up and up until they were about eye level with the vast vixen whose name the news station had told them was Lucia Javorcekova.
"Please, ma'am!" Lacy shouted. "Can you give us any information as to how you got this way or why you continue to destroy New York?!" Paul shook his head in disbelief. Lacy's boldness was incredible and foolish all at once.
The titaness giggled and stared amusedly at the little news woman hoping for an exclusive interview with her empress. Paul barely managed to hold on as her lilting chuckle blew a whirlwind at the helicopter.
"It was my will that I be this size, silly girl. Just as it is my will to demolish your society. Everything must be torn down so you all may build anew in my honor!" Lucia gazed lovingly down her massive, gorgeous body. The long, proud hair that fell around her silky shoulders. Her burgeoning, weighty cleavage that menacingly forced apart her negligee. Her shapely and supple torso that tightened powerfully when she breathed. The full, almost boastful flare of her hips that supported her thick, juicy ass. She looked back at the news chopper and its tiny team as if to say, "Why shouldn't the entire world be mine? Just look at me!"
"Tell them to bow. Tell them to forget their old lives. Tell them that there's no hope. Tell them they'll see me first on the 5 o'clock news and then they'll see me in my glorious person!" Lucia chuckled as she batted Paul and Lacy into a burning heap and hip checked the other more shy sky team into a smoldering mess.
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