She was an expert in torturing you - so terror filled your soul as you felt the ground quaking. Ever since you'd heard the news about your ex growing into a giantess you'd known she'd get round to paying you a visit.
It had taken longer than you thought. The news of her growth had broken weeks ago. Since then you'd seen her stomping about the city in the distance but she'd never come anywhere near you. You were hoping she'd forgotten about you. But now you knew that was wishful thinking as the quakes caused by her immense feet grew stronger and you heard your name rumble through the air.
You went to your office window, looked out and saw her in all her naked glory. You hadn't seen her up close yet, the news refused to show her without censorship as she refused to wear any of the clothes made for her, the view was stunning. She could see how dumbstruck you were and smirked.
"I know right?" she chuckled, swaying her hips from side to side, "Can you imagine someone being dumb enough to break up with all of this?"
You hung your head to at least appear upset. The truth was, as beautiful as she was, you could imagine nothing worse than being her boyfriend now that she was giant. She was clumsy, inconsiderate, irritable and a complete bully - and that was when she was normal sized. If the news was to be believed she was all that and worse now having gone on several rampages and decimated a lot of the city already.
Your giant ex resumed berating you, "Its almost as dumb as having a bright orange pick-up truck."
This caught your attention and you looked back towards her - in her hand you could see your pride and joy, your truck, gripped in her gigantic hand.
She smirked, "Remember how you would always pick me up in this - despite knowing how much I hate the color orange?"
You did, it was all she would ever talk about whenever you gave her a lift. At one point you had been saving up to have it resprayed to try and make her happy - another bonus of breaking up with her was that you'd been able to leave it as it was and keep the money.
You could hear creaks of metal and the puncturing of glass from her hand - this was what you knew was coming from the second she mentioned your truck. Without any effort at all she crushed it between her fingers.
"Oops, guess you'll need to get a new one." she laughed - before adding, "Make sure the next one isn't orange, I can't have my little boyfriend driving around in a color I hate."
You were wondering if your insurance would cover an act of giantess before processing what she had just said - had she called you her boyfriend?
The giantess nodded as she saw the questioning look on your face.
"That's right, we're back on - aren't you lucky?" she told you.
This was worse than you could imagine, at least if she was your ex she'd have her fun tormenting you then hopefully move on - being your girlfriend meant there was no escape. It wasn't like you could run away from her at her new size - especially without your truck.
"Now get out here, we're going on a date." she commanded tossing the remains of your truck a few streets over.
You were paralysed with fear - was she just toying with you?
"I'm waiting" she boomed in her sing-song voice.
You made your excuses and hurried out of the building, almost as soon as you were out of the foyer a giant foot came down in front of you, sending concrete showering everywhere. You heard laughter echoing all around you.
"Oh my god, I can't believe you fell for that!" she guffawed as she bent down to inspect you, "As if I would ever get back with you - especially now that you're so tiny."
Your ex flicked you, sending you flying back into the building's reception through the glass doors. As you laid dazed on the ground all you could hear was her laughter.
"Ever since I grew I've been planning how to get back at you for dumping me - today was just step one." you heard her voice reverberate through the building.
Suddenly her gigantic face appeared peering through the foyer doors.
"Good, you're still alive." she boomed on seeing you climb back to your feet, "I need you alive for the rest of this plan."
Suddenly you saw her immense hand shoot towards you. You couldn't run in time and found yourself in her grip. There was a rush of air as she lifted you back outside. You nearly passed out from the forces exerted on you as she stood back up to her full height, lifting you far above the street.
Her grip was strong, you could barely move. You found yourself straight in front of her beautiful, yet terrifying, face.
She shook her hand back and forth and you felt like your head was going to come off.
"This is so much fun." she gasped watching your reactions to the pain she was putting you through.
"Go on, kill me!" you managed to cry despite the pressure being applied to your chest, "Crush me, swallow me - just get it over with."
To your horror her smile just grew wider, "Oh, I will - just not yet. I'm going to ruin your life first."
Your heart sank, you knew this was going to be a drawn out experience.
You giant ex smirked before confiding in something with you, "By the way, I'm still growing - so its just going to get easier and easier for me to torture you."
She laughed seeing the terror this statement had brought you.
"Just imagine all the incredibly cruel things I'll be able to do you when I'm even larger."
You could - and just the thought alone was torture.
Meta: This shot of Yuu Sakura is amazing. Her body and that pose alone are amazing - but the fact that she is pulling it off nude with complete confidence is incredible. Her smile is the icing on the cake. She had some sort of fob in her hand in the original shot, I was tempted to leave it in and make it part of the story (like a growth device of some kind), but it was just the right size to be a truck in the final scene that I couldn't not swap it out. I've made similar stories to this before - a scorned giant ex, a giantess crushing a car, a giantess seeking revenge - but I don't think I've done one which combines all three elements.
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