Shaun glanced around nervously. Well, a little more than nervously. He was terrified. He and a few dozen others were trying to escape the rule of the evil giantesses who had terrorized all in his cities. They had a few vehicles in a rough column, driving through a dense forest. One was a pickup truck with a .50 caliber machine gun welded to the bed. They'd left the boundaries of the city twenty minutes ago, and he was beginning to hope that they'd finally escaped. But from stories he'd heard no one had ever escaped, and their fates were always brutal for the remainder of their shortened lives. Still, the hope lived on.
Shaun was checking the rifle he held for the thousandth time, although he doubted it would do much good. He'd seen the titantic women take shots from dozens of such rifles without blinking. In fact, they'd usually laughed while they killed the men using the rifles. Shaun froze all of a sudden. He thought he'd felt a slight tremor. A few moments later, another shake in the ground confirmed his fears. Then he heard the crash of falling trees and what were now clearly footsteps. Then, at the end of the train of vehicles one of the giants burst from the trees sending them flying like sticks, and crushing a car beneath her stumbling feet.
Shaun fired a few shots at her head. He couldn't tell which giantess it was, they were both huge to his eyes. And there was only one, they weren't even worth both of their time. The bullets did nothing but draw her attention, so Shaun dropped the bulky weapon. She started for his car, but then the machine gun started hammering away at her. Taking the moment of distraction, he dove for the bushes. When he was concealed enough in the undergrowth, he watched the carnage unfold, not daring to stray too far from the road so he wouldn't get lost and end up back in the nightmare he'd tried to escape. Shaun spotted the big gun, and silently cheered when it looked like the giantess stumbled backwards. Then he had to choke down a yelp when a mountain of flesh landed on the vehicle with a shriek of twisting metal and maybe fear. Shaun tried to forget the rest, as one by one, the escapees were caught and killed. Finally, the last one was dragged from beneath a car and hoisted out of sight. There were some panicked talking, a deeper, sexier, voice from the giant, more screaming and then the unmistakable crunches of someone being chewed up. After ten minutes, everyone in the convoy was dead, and the footsteps of the giant receded back towards the city. But hours later, as darkness fell, Shaun was still breathing.
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