Part 3 of Growing Malcontent.
After leaving government work and moving into private industry the giantess did rather well for herself. So well in fact that she was able to buy herself an island to spend her free time on. She had also been able to afford some experimental reduction work to make her size a bit more manageable. Her new size and island getaway, coupled with the clandestine nature of her new line of work, meant she didn't often appear in public any more.
This disappointed the press who had made a great deal of cash and easy clicks from posting candid photos of her over the years. But word was she was going to make an appearance at tonight's gala.
The paparazzi had staked out the best spots on nearby buildings waiting for her arrival. As the evening light set in they thought she was going to be a no-show. That was until they felt the ground shaking and saw her silhouette on the horizon.
It was only a few minutes until she reached the centre of the city. As she passed by the rooftop photographers the cacophony of shutters going off became deafening. One member of the press had taken the initiative and climbed the structure at the top of the tower to shout over to the giantess.
"Charlotte, Charlotte! Care to comment on the rumours that you're now working crush-for-cash?!" he yelled out.
Her response was to simply flip him the bird with a smile.
He was lucky she didn't want any blood splatter on her new dress before the gala.
Meta: This is a possible continuation of this collage and story: Interview with a Giantess
Its another another Charlotte Church collage where I've pitted her against the media. She was supposed to be bigger in this one as it comes later in the continuing story, but unfortunately the buildings seem to be bigger here which makes her seem smaller. So I've had to explain it away in the story. Thanks to Ripstang for the cut out of the tiny man on top of the tower.
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