Angie found her boyfriend. She had stomped through town searching for that cheating bastard and she had finally found him. Oh, he thought he was getting away in his tiny little car but he quickly found out that there was nowhere to run from her. Who could run from Angie now?
“No one,” Angie breathed as her gigantic body crouched down and plucked the car right off the road. “So light,” she said and a smile began to creep over her face. She placed the car in her palm and peeked inside. There he was, screaming and wringing his hands like a man possessed.
“Shut up!” her voice sliced through the air like a clap of thunder. Angie’s smile widened as she saw her boyfriend go stiff. “You always loved that car didn’t you? I wonder… its sooo tiny I bet I can pierce it with just my fingernail. You always liked my manicure, didn’t you, baby? Well, let’s see which of your two loves is stronger: your precious car or my cute, fragile nail.”
Angie carefully placed the vehicle on the tip of her left index finger and with only the slightest resistance the car crunched and bent as her stylish nail plowed right through the middle of it. Her boyfriend scrambled and clamored against his driver’s side window, tears streaming down his face as his life flashed before his eyes. Angie leaned against a nearby building and admired her handiwork. The automobile creaking and shaking as she wriggled her fingers back and forth. Finally her boyfriend managed to wrench open his door but in his haste he forgot just exactly where he was and spilled out of his car falling from over seven hundred feet in the air.
Angie watched with glee as he fell and fell past her perky round tits covered in her tight black tanktop, past her thick ass and wide hips that threatened to rip open her already torn jeans, past her long sexy legs and her feet in her cute wedge heel shoes, before finally splattering all over the road.
Revenged and becoming increasingly aroused Angie looked over the city with a haughty gleam in her eyes and flicked the puny car across the city. “If I can do that to him… I wonder what I can do to ALL of YOU,” she said as she dusted her hand off with her top. Her casual gesture eventually developing into full fledged groping as she began to massage and knead her boob. A boob she was just now realizing was not only huge but, to all the micro people teeming at her toes, incredibly heavy. She threw her head back and laughed, bouncing in carnal bliss as her raven hair cascaded down her back. Her fun had only just begun.
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