You'd heard the news stories about a giantess wrecking cities before but never imagined she was your wife. They never showed her on TV, claiming that her actions were too lewd for broadcast.
You had only found out thanks to a last minute change of plans on your latest business trip. The conference you were supposed to attend had been suddenly cancelled - you were looking forward to popping home and telling your wife you'd be home for the weekend. But the company just found another conference for you to go to instead and updated your travel itinerary to match.
The conference was gruelling, hours in a windowless expo hall with no one but other salesmen to talk to. But finally it was lunch and you could head out to get some fresh air. You stepped out straight into pure pandemonium. People were running and screaming in all directions. A police officer with a megaphone was trying to direct people towards the bus terminal. You ran over to him to ask what was happening.
"Haven't you heard? The giantess is here." he told you quite matter-of-factly.
You scoffed, "You're yanking my chain!"
The officer raised an eyebrow and pointed, "Am I?"
You followed were he was pointing, over the river, to see the giantess. She was facing away from you but you could still see she was very well endowed. As she stripped off her giant clothes and laughed you backed away, preparing to run where the officer suggested. But then the giantess turned. You saw her face and recognised her. It was your wife.
"Can I borrow that megaphone?" you asked the officer, not taking your eyes off your giant wife.
He thrust it into your hands, "Sure, tell people to run in the same direction as me." he told you before sprinting away.
You walked towards the waters edge, turned the volume up as high as it would and brought it up to your mouth.
"Jana?!"
You saw the giantess stop in her tracks. It looked like she was about to rip the roof of a building but she froze and slowly turned her head towards you.
"Oh.... hi honey!" she cooed with an embarrassed smile on her face, "What are you doing here?".
"The conference was cancelled, I had go to another." you answered before realising there were more pressing things to discuss, "You're the giantess?!"
"Um... yeah." she said before nervously laughing, "kinda obvious I guess."
"Want to explain how that happened?"
"So..." she began, "You know that tanning booth I have downstairs?"
You did, she got it a few weeks back but you'd never actually seen her use it.
"Well, there's something wrong with it - it makes everything inside it really big for a few hours after you use it. I found out about it when you were on one of your work trips - things got a little out of hand and I ended up crushing the next town over."
You remembered the news story about that, the first report about the mysterious giantess.
"Thing is, I really really enjoyed it. Like, really, enjoyed it."
You could see that from the wet patch forming in her pants.
"Ever since then I've used your weekends away to go scratch my big itch. I spend some time in the booth, get big, march over to some other town and have my fun."
She looked at you with her big doey-eyes. The innocent look shouldn't have worked on a colossal wrecking machine, but somehow it did for her.
"Are you mad?" she asked.
"I'm only mad that you didn't tell me." you assured her.
"I thought you'd be scared that your wife is a giantess fueled by destruction on weekends."
"Not at all - in fact I'm really enjoying it."
It was true, the sight of her giant body towering over the city turned you on more than anything had done before in your life.
"Oh, great!" she exclaimed, her enormous breasts bouncing up and down from her excitement.
She attention flicked back to the building before her for a moment, then she turned back to you, "Honey, you don't mind if I finish up here right?"
"You've already started so you might as well."
"Great!" she exclaimed again before turning her full attention back to the building below her. You could hear the screams from within as she ripped through the roof with no effort at all.
Something crossed your mind as you watched her torment the tiny inhabitants of the building.
You raised the megaphone to your mouth again, "Um honey?"
She turned to face you again with her big goofy smile, "Yes dear?"
"The buses seem to be quite busy here - you couldn't give me a lift home when you're done?"
"Of course my lovely!" she laughed. You knew her well enough to know she was thinking of the naughtiest way to carry you.
As she returned to her rampage you thought about all the revelations of the day. You should have had a million question but only one sat in the forefront of your mind. Could you and your wife fit in the tanning booth together? If so you could make the news together - though what you had planned they could never show on TV.
Meta: As soon as I saw this shot of Jana I knew the story straight away. That big smile, it makes her looks embarrassed even though she certainly has nothing to be shy about at all. I remembered to tilt this image, something I keep meaning to do with my collages but forgetting. It gives the shot more of a candid feel which is what I want in my collages. I'm worried that I may one day run out of images of Jana to collage - but hopefully that won't be for a while.
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