One moment you were driving down main street, the next you were 100s of feet above the city.
You'd had the top down, your tunes blasting and were concentrating on the lights - waiting for them to change. You were probably concentrating too much as you missed the giant woman's hand looming over your car. Now you couldn't miss her as she stood before you, lifting your car high into the air to inspect it.
"Oh my god, this car is so cute. I love it!" she squealed, lifting it higher and higher to inspect underneath.
She finally stopped moving the car so you felt like you had a moment to answer, "Erm, glad you like it. Could you..." you began but she cut you off.
"Does it get good fuel economy?" she asked.
"What?"
"Fuel economy - is it any good?" she asked you again but worded in a way that insinuate you were too stupid to understand.
"It gets 65 miles per gallon actually." you answered to show you knew what she was talking about.
She mulled that other for a few moments, "That's pretty good. What extras have you got?"
"Oh, the full package." you showed off, "Parking sensor, built-in dash cam and all the airbags you could want."
"Excellent, I'll take it!" she declared excitedly.
"What?"
"I said, I'll take it."
"Erm..." you began.
She picked up on your confusion, but misunderstood cause.
"Don't worry - I know I won't fit in it." she laughed, "Its for a little friend.
"No, its not that."
"Then what?" she snapped.
"Its just that - its not for sale." you explained, "I love this car, no amount of money would make me part from it."
"Who said anything about money?" she scoffed, "I'm just taking it."
"You can't do that!" you yelled at her.
"I'm a giantess, I can do whatever I want." she told you matter-of-factly before shaking the car to drive the point home. A simply move of her hand felt like the world was ending for you - you got her point.
"Ok, OK!" you cried, defeated.
"Great, hop out and I'll take it to my friend." she told you.
"Hop out? Where to? I'm 100s of feet up."
"Tell you what, I'll give you a lift down. My hands are full with this car though so you'll have to jump to a safe spot for now."
"What safe spot?"
"Right in front of you." she said, pointing the car to face her enormous bosom before bringing it closer, "Hop in, and I'll fish you out later."
You unbuckled your belt and looked down at the gaping cleavage below you.
The giantess saw your apprehension, "Don't worry - my airbags will keep you safe."
Meta: I wanted to do another face-swap but I think this one ended badly and may have put me off doing any more. I really wanted to use the body shot of the model but the face she was pulling didn't work for a giantess collage. Likewise, I liked Hayley Atwell's smile but her body was cropped out of the shot. So I merged the two, it looked ok but the join at the neck wasn't perfect. I had to do something which hid the cropping of the model's body and didn't want to do yet another view from office window shot so I tried something different by using a windshield view. I originally wanted to use a bus's windshield view as cars' windshields are too short and result in too much being hidden - but I couldn't find any decent photos to cut out. So in the end I went with a convertible as then you have the view above too. I saw the opportunity to cover the neck join with the top of the windshield, but I think it may have made the difference in head and body more obvious.
|
