Ginormica held the 2 helicopters in one hand and using a free hand she unbuttoned her top and opened it up. She pulled it so it was open quite wide. She then took one of the 2 helicopters in her free hand and tipped it up and shook it. She felt the tiny passengers fall out of the copter and fall down into her cleavage. But the pilot was stubborn and didn't want to fall out. She she dropped the helicopter onto the ground and placed her foot on top of it and slowly started to crush it. The pilot bailed just as the metal frame collapsed. He tried to run but she was too fast for him and plucked him from the ground and dangled him above her open cleavage which already had 2 people inside trying to climb up the side of her boobs. She then dropped him into the cleavage with the other 2.
Grinning though she decided she could do more and she put the second helicopter under her arm for a second as she reached into her cleavage and moved one person into her left bra cup and another into her right bra cup leaving one in her cleavage.
"Hold on tight" she said taking the helicopter from under her arm she then put her hands behind the back of her head and thrust her breasts out as far as she could. She could feel the tiny people on her nipples squirming as her boobs pressed them into her bra which was holding the pressure. Deciding this will take took long she stomped over to a building and thrust her boobs into the side and pressed them as hard as she could. Her nipples were stabbing into the guys while her cleavage swallowed the third man. She could feel the hearts of the 2 men in her cups through her nipples beating like hell as they tried to survive this pressure. She held them there for a few minutes before she felt the squirming in the cleavage cease and the beating hearts of the other 2 slow until one of them stopped. With only one survivor left she took her boobs away from the building.
The man in her left bra cup was still alive though his limbs were badly crushed. The man in her cleavage, which was now more open, had a man ragdolled in her cleavage, the body fell from side to side as she shook her bosom. The man in her right bra cup was dead. She reached in and took the body out which was badly crushed and dumped it to into her cleavage. She left the surviving man in her left bra cup "You're lucky you survived" she said patting her left breast. The man was like an insect and could easily be crushed but it amused her to feel his tiny heart beating against her nipple. Knowing her boobs alone could end him she turned her attenion to other matters and left the man alone for the time being. Maybe she would keep slaves who's purpose was to pleasure her body when she wanted. Maybe.
She turned her attention back to the last helicopter. The 3 tiny people inside had jumped out and were trying to parachute to the ground. But quickly Ginormica scooped them up before they even hit the ground before dumping them, parachutes and all into her right breast pocket. She gave them a few minutes to climb to the top of the pocket and disentangling themselves from their chutes before she guttened out the helicopter with all its eletronic equipment and dumped all that into the pocket as well.
"There, now you can be at the heart of action." she said grinning. The reporters looked into her cleavage and saw the 2 bodies wedged inside and could see the third man reaching out from the top of her bra trying to get out.
Ginormica quickly pushed the man in the cup back down before she buttoned up her shirt hiding the 3 people. "Don't get distracted by them" she said "but maybe I'll let you interview the survivor in my bra cup at some point, it's his new home. But I think you wanted an interview with me first" she said smiling down at them. "Why am I doing this? Because it's fun" she laughed "I like to experience new things and playing with tiny humans I could end with the mere pressure of one of my boobs just really turns me on. There is no man alive who can satisfy me at this size, so I need to use many people to feel the same pleasure and I hope they feel a tiny bit of pleasure before my body ends them. I won't kill everyone, some I might enslave, like this little guy in my bra, a slave to my body. That's it. Interview over."
She then closed the flap over her breast pocket and fastened it shut at the button to stop her audience from escaping. "Now you all get to stay safe and alive for now. You can stay in my chest pocket and report back everything I do, and tell everyone that soon it will be their turn, I'm coming for them." To finish this she ripped a metal plate off the side of the broken helicopter that said "Press" and stuck it onto the flap of the pocket. She laughed thinking this was funny. "Enjoy your new office."
She then walked off to cause chaos that her little news report crew in her pocket could report back to the rest of the world as she stomp, bit and flattened all opposition against her.
But then something elses started coming for her. What was it?
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