You hadn't meant to accept the video call from your ex, but your finger slipped.
"Hey yooou." she cooed.
She had the phone in front of her in just the right place to show off her ample cleavage and... what was that in front of her. Some sort of model?
"Milada, look - I'm very busy...." you started, but she cut you off.
"Ok then Little Mr Busy, I'll make this quick. You know how you always wanted us to move to Chicago?"
You remembered, it was always a bone of contention between the two of you. All your friends had moved there and you wanted to join them - but she was against it. You suspected it was because she didn't want to share you with anybody.
You nodded, wondering where this was going.
"Well, guess where I am?" she teased.
"In a model museum?" you hazarded a guess.
"No silly, I'm in Chicago!." she laughed, before correcting herself, "Well, above Chicago - I guess I can't really fit inside the windy city any more."
"Ha ha, very funny." you said before going to hang up. As your finger pressed the screen and started to drag down, your notifications briefly appeared at the top. You couldn't help but read the emergency headline from your news app. "Gigantic woman looms over Chicago." This couldn't be real?
You clicked the headline and the app opened, showing various photos from bystanders featuring your ex blocking out the sky over their streets. You didn't know how this was possible, but you knew Milada well enough to know that if it was possible this was exactly the sort of thing she'd do.
You were wondering if she'd hacked your phone and this was all some sort of prank - she didn't have the technical skills but she might have ensnared someone who did. But then something on the news article caught your eye. A live feed showing the giantess - and her gigantic phone. You clicked play and could see the reporter pointing towards the phone the giantess had propped up against some buildings before her. And there, on the enormous phone screen - was your face. There was a slight delay - but it was no doubt live. You stared in disbelief.
You snapped out of your stupor and swiped back to the call when you heard Milada ask "Are you still there?"
"Sorry." you apologised, "just catching up on the news."
She flashed you a cheeky smile, knowing now that you'd realised what was happening.
"Milada..." you began, "I don't know how you managed to do this, but please..."
She cut you off, "You know me well enough to know what I'm going to - and you know there's no stopping me."
You sighed, you'd never been able to talk Milada out of anything. It was a shame, you hadn't gotten round to moving out to Chicago - you guess you never would now.
"Given you're in such a hurry Mr Busy, let me take care of this quick."
You watched in horror as she raised herself up then brought her enormous chest down. The call briefly broke up, and when it returned Chicago was gone. All that remained was Milada giving you a cheeky wink.
Your blood ran cold from the casual mass destruction she'd just carried out, but it ran colder when you heard what she said next before hanging up.
"I'll be seeing you soon."
Meta: Hey, its my home town of Chicago - whoops, there it goes. What a way to go though huh? I used Vidio's video editor for this clip. I'm no good at animating so I just added the short static clips to cover up when there should have been the impact shockwaves and other destruction effects.
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