As of late, Jaz had been quite bored. Not too surprising, 89-mile high women couldn't exactly do everything the typical teenage girl could. It was usually due to this boredom that in long periods of time, Jaz would feel like stirring up a bit of mischief, like now. From up in the clouds, the giantess saw in the distance a city, one all too familiar. Perfect, she smirked, taking the first of the dozen or so steps needed to get there.
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Life was the same as always in New York, busy, bustling, same stuff, different day. People drove from place to place, talking on their phones, people were shopping, working, it was another normal old day. Then the sun seemed to go out.
BOOM
The Earth trembled, almost all traffic stopped instantly. It was a familiar sound, but it still worried the people.
BOOM
It came again, louder, stronger, and most importantly, closer. The shadow that hung over the city extended, reaching over halfway into the entire state. Many were grateful for the insurance they purchased, although they still feared for the worst.
BOOM
It was closer than ever; all of New York turned in the direction of the familiar booms. Many caught themselves looking at the Statue or Liberty.
BOOM!!!
Lady Liberty suddenly seemed so insignificant against the seemingly-infinite mountain of cocoa brown behind her, half a mere toe in comparison to the true icon of America. All of New York craned their necks as high as they could go; few managed to actually see anything past the calf without being a good distance away. Standing so high and proud above the state of New York was Jaz, America's one and only giantess. With her hands on her hips, and a smile on her face, many knew what she had come for. Many questioned why New York though.
Jaz craned her neck down to see the puny bug-sized Statue of Liberty. "That's the statue of Liberty? LA-ME!" She made no effort to lower her voice; as a result, her voice alone was enough to make very small portions of the statue crack. The whole State of New York…heck, all the people in America who heard (Which meant about…all of America) were offended. No one had a single thought to voice an objection though. Jaz smirked and proceeded, "Now, I think I would make a much better monument. Wouldn't you say?"
Not many people said anything; a short, impatient stomp from Jaz had half the country muttering in agreement. "Alright, then I guess I'm the new Lady Liberty eh?" She stared a bit playfully at the original Statue of Liberty, crumbling just from her presence. "That means we don't need this old thing anymore." What came next was one of the most controversial things Jaz ever did; but she was a teenager, she didn't fully grasp everything that was important in the Statue of Liberty. Those who did, could only stare horrified as Jaz raised her biggest toe and moved it over the statue. The giantess didn't realize it, but there were roughly a hundred people in range of that toe, over 90 of them on the island with Lady Liberty. There was no time to get away; there was no way of knowing they were there. After all, each of those people were mere specks to Jaz, she didn't know people gave a damn about the statue when they had a real live giantess. She was completely oblivious as she lowered her toe. The beautiful sight of her well-kept, destructive bare toe was the last thing those hundred people saw.
BOOM!!
Many gasped at the latest result of Jaz's mischief. All they could see was her toe wiping away the very island itself, all ships, all people; all debris joined the ocean and washed away along with the evidence on the giantess' foot. Jaz chuckled, "Now let's give it up to the real big lady in this country!" Few wanted to, all cheered. Jaz didn't know how deeply she terrified the people with her latest display of power.
The faintest sound of a crash echoed into the giantess' ear, and her left boob suddenly felt like something poked it. The black giantess didn't have to struggle to realize what it was; after all it wasn't the first time. Jaz examined where her breast felt the small poke and, sure enough, there was a crashed plane on her boob. No doubt Jaz arriving messed up all the flight plans, and left no room to escape, so they crashed into the softest place they could. It was a bit of a relief to the giantess to see the small specks of people escaping alive from the plane. She lowered her fingernail near her bra, "Can you guys get on?" Her voice seemed to have lost all its mischief. As always, when she was aware people were in danger, Jaz turned into an angel and showed her true self. Many people became relieved as they saw the reminder Jaz wasn't bad at heart, no one could forget what just happened though. Even as the giantess lowered the people back on to shore, people still stared at her nervously.
Once the people were safe, Jaz decided to have some fun disposing of the wreckage of the plane. Nothing overly fancy, she just gave it a small push into her cleavage and, from there, smashed it flat between her boobs. The plane was wiped completely from existence with the force she used. Jaz laughed, "I'm having fun you guys!"
But that was the problem; how would she keep up the fun without hurting anyone (Knowingly)? Quite the conundrum. In order to help thing properly the giantess seated herself in the ocean. Being so shallow in comparison to deeper water, it was as if she sat on shore; yet being so big, Jaz's butt was actually on shore. The more perverted people were already on their way for this rare chance. The giantess didn't even notice as she got lost in her own thoughts about what to do.
She was now the new Lady Liberty…maybe she could show off to other countries? Nah…then she wouldn't be able to keep having fun with New York. How much fun could you have with a city when you just took down its most popular monument though? She didn't know why, but suddenly the memory of the first man to ever submit to her popped into Jaz's head.
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It was about a year ago, Jaz was close to 67-miles tall and her breasts were, (by her standards) C's, borderline D's. One day, she was just sleeping, when she was woken up by this weirdest feeling…When she opened her eyes, there was this man…humping her boob! Naturally Jaz got insulted and angry fast, but she made sure to keep her voice low so the rest of the world wouldn't find out.
"And just what do you think you're doing?"
The man couldn't come up with a good excuse; he never imagined he'd be caught. The sequence of events after that got a bit hazy but Jaz remembered she lowered the man on to her big toe and walked around, that was scary enough for him in itself. But the whole time she talked to him, talked about how she despised perverts and had no qualms toying with them, torturing them, or even crushing them. Now, Jaz didn't know if she'd really go that far, but she was mad enough to at that time. The man was terrified, literally hanging on to the edge of Jaz's toe for dear life as she walked. At some point he reached the point he was holding on to a print as if it were the edge of a cliff. He begged, he begged like a baby, but Jaz was too mad to care. She was violated after all. That was when, in his desperation, the man did something that no one else who angered Jaz ever did. He cried and kissed her foot as a means of appeasement.
The shock alone was enough to snap Jaz out of her rage, and it surprised her by how nice it felt to have someone submit to her like that. After that she was sort of in a rush so it got hazy again, but the man was returned home, and she never saw him again. When she got back to her own landmass, Jaz thought long and hard about what the man did. Over the next year she often did in fact, and she realized she liked it enough to make it a regular thing, torturing someone til they submit. But at the same time, the giantess didn't want to just become some evil monster. So she reached a conclusion, that she'd never do it to anyone, unless that person or persons: exploited her like perverts, were mean enough to her that she got bad, or, were just simply bad people.
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At this moment Jaz questioned if that was such a good idea. Sure, many didn't deserve it, and she did it to those who do…But it was never sufficient. It was, at best, a person a month. Jaz was a teenager, she needed more than that. And she was smart enough to realize it. She tried to find some rational way of going about it, or some alternative…an amendment to her rules that wouldn't be too bad…
She thought and thought, tapping her foot on the Earth with each moment in a series of booms that irritated so many people. Eventually…She did do something….
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