...Zoey, and i'm 21 years old, and we're gunna have a super time!" The colossal girl said with cheer. You just stared, awe-struck. She must have been over 350 feet tall. As you surveyed her, you took note that she was barefoot, had nice, tan skin, and as your eyes traveled up her leg, you saw that she had jean short shorts on. Your eyes kept moving up, her fly was down, so you continued to stare, until you heard a small giggle and a huge hand with shiny silver nail polish came down and zipped it up, concealing the red fabric that lie beneath. "You've got to get to know ma a little before you can get there." She said with a smirk spread across her face. You continued to look up. She was wearing a fuzzy, pink bra, that covered breasts that must have been at least Ds. Oddly, she wasn't wearing a shirt over it. You looked up at her, she had long, blonde hair, blue eyes, and a magnificent white smile. "I didn't really ahve time to get dressed this morning, so it was either a shirt or pants, and I chose pants!" she said with a giggle, and then a wink. "So, what should we do first... Wait, you never even told me your name you silly head!" She said jokingly
"It's Michael, but you can call me Mike." You said casually.
"Well, what do you wanna do first Mike!?" she asked, leaning over you, looking at you as you look at her massive cleavage. She giggled again.
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