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Chapter #9

You rush home. Maybe you and Sarah can get y...

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“I-I-gotta get home!” you stammered, fleeing the breakroom before any of your coworkers could say anything. Pulling Sarah along You ran to your car, and seconds later were peeling out of the parking lot.


"Robbert what the hell are we doing" asked your friend slash coworker.



As you drove, you considered still calling the Science Center. You fumbled around in your jacket for a moment before remembering that you had broken your phone on the breakroom tile. “Shit!”

"You forget you trashed your phone" said Sarah feeling ignored which was true enough.


You turned onto the main road through town leading to your subdivision. You completely ignored the speed limit, figuring that all the cops were more worried about Girlzilla than traffic violations. You sped through a left turn on red and there Allison was, her naked 7-story body visible for blocks and towering over everything in the immediate area. It was so surreal.


"Holy crap Allison" said a stunned Sarah


As you sped closer, Allison bent down. When she straightened back up, she was grasping a tree. As you watched, she put the upper boughs in her mouth and stripped all the leaves off. After chewing and swallowing the leaves and upper branches, she started biting off and devouring large pieces of the trunk. To you, each piece she bit off was half the size of a telephone pole, but to Allie they were bite size. In less than a minute, the tree had disappeared into Allison’s stomach, which by now was bulging considerably once again.


"Wow that's some appetite" Sarah continued her commentary trying to diffuse some of the tension.


The lanes leading away from Olympian Heights were gridlocked with cars, and the sidewalks and medians were crowded with both the fleeing and the gawking, but your path was mostly clear. You made the last turn toward your house and were greeted by a police roadblock.


You halted in front of the roadblock and a police officer came up to your driver-side window. “Sir, you need to turn around,” she said. “This area is being evacuated.”


“I need to get through! My, uh…” You hesitated. You weren’t sure if you wanted to broadcast that it was your sister currently eating the town. “My little sister is in there! I need to get to her!”


"He's telling the truth officer" added Sarah with urgency.


The cop looked sympathetic, but she held firm. “We have officers going through the intact homes, and clearing the surrounding area as they can. Don’t worry, they’ll find your sister, if they haven’t already, but you need to go. Evacuees are heading to the high school.” She hesitated, then added gently, “If you give me her description and name, I can look into finding your sister.”



You sighed. It looked like you didn’t have a choice. “Her name is Allison. She’s eight. She has blonde hair, cut short, and brown eyes.”



The cop was writing this down in a notepad. “OK, you know her height?”



You grimaced as you inhaled sharply. “Well, this morning she was 4’6”, but now she’s, uh, probably around 70 feet.


The cop gave you a puzzled look for a second, then her eyes went wide. “What.”



Before she could say anything else, a tremor shook the road. The cop looked up and past your car and her eyes somehow went even wider.


“Get out of the car!” She yelled, ripping open your door. She grabbed your arm. The tremors were getting stronger. “Get outta here! Move!”

Sarah luckily put 2 and 2 together and got out of the passengers seat as fast as if the car were on fire.


You allowed yourself to be pulled from the car, and before you could say or do anything else, the cop had grabbed your arm and was pulling you down the street. Sarah followed.



You took shelter in an alley with some other officers, and finally got a chance to turn and see what you were fleeing from, though you had a pretty good idea.


"Holy fuck she grew again" said Sarah awestruck. "If your family expects me to babysit her I demand triple rate plus hazard pay" she added.



Sure enough, when you turned you saw Allison, walking toward the street you had just vacated with thunderous footfalls, and casually munching on another tree. Your stomach dropped. She had grown again! Allison had to be more than 100 feet tall by this point! You started to move forward, to say something to her, but the cop stopped you.


Little did you know you were pretty close. Allison was now 105 feet tall but otherwise exactly the same as her last spurts. In truth you , Sarah and Shauna were both secretly shocked yet glad certain parts of her hadn't yet developed further than the prior spurts.



“Let me go!” you pulled at the cop’s grip. “I told you, that’s my sister!” You pulled your shoulder from the cop’s grip. “Maybe me.. Me and my.. Uh... Friend here get her under some measure of control.”


"Wait just because I'm a family friend and Allison's favorite babysitter doesn't mean I'm willing to do this. You didn't even ask. I mean sure I had an idea this was your plan but I never actually said yes or no" said Sarah.



The cop raised an eyebrow, but all she said was, “That may be, but you’ll have to plan your approach. Carefully. She doesn’t exactly pay a lot of attention to what’s underfoot.” She pointed. “Look.”



You looked and watched Allison step over a strip mall into its parking lot right off the street. She didn’t quite lift her right foot high enough and her toes clipped the rear wall and roof of the building. Allison didn’t even notice as her minor act of unconscious clumsiness caused part of the rear wall and roof to collapse, and she proceeded into the parking lot, cars disappearing under her bare feet as she did.




You realized the cop wasn’t quite right; Allison wasn’t being careful about what she stepped on, true, but she was also trying to step on things. This was fun to her and as Sarah had eluded earlier a potential **cringe** turn on of sorts.
You watched as she marched right down a line of parked cars, giggling as they all crumpled underfoot.



Allison was massive! From this perspective, next to and under her, you got an appreciation for her size that you missed across the television. Allison’s billboard-sized face towered more than 10 stories above you, and her short blond hair was tossed by a breeze that didn’t exist at your elevation.



Allison stopped momentarily, picking out a lamppost that had gotten stuck between her toes, then continued into the street. You suddenly realized what was directly in Allison’s path. “Oh, nonononono. Please, don’t do-“ CRUNCH! Your little lime green coupe, your pride and joy, caught Allison’s heel in the middle of the passenger compartment. It didn’t stand a chance.


"Dang I know I said your car was tacky Robb but that kinda sucks for you. Weren't you still paying that thing off"


"Sarah please don't remind me" you grimace mourning the loss of your car.



For whatever reason, stepping on your car gave Allison pause. She shifted her bare foot off the flattened car and looked down. “Ooooh, what a pretty color,” she said. You wondered if she recognized your car.




But no. You paled as Allison licked her lips and reached down and picked up your ruined car. She straightened back up and held it in front of her face for a moment, your car barely fitting in her hand width and length wise. Of course as she lifted the now crumpled car up to her face she crunched it in a bit on the sides.



“I’ve never eaten a car,” Allison mused. As if responding to her hesitation, her stomach, once again bizarrely trim and skinny, released a growl that rattled windows. “This one does looks pretty tasty, and I’m sooooo hungry.” Allison started ripping off chunks of the car with her teeth and began devouring it, barely seeming to chew. It didn’t take long for the car to be finished off, and Allison was licking her fingers as gasoline, oil, and fluids dribbled from the corners of her mouth.


"Eh not bad but note to self definitely NOT the best snack" mused Allison.


This was getting insane. You had to do what you came here to do. Taking the cops by surprise, you bolted out of the alley, dragging Sarah along then waving your arms. “Allison! Allie! It’s me! It’s your brother! Sarah is with me too!"


"Dam it Robb what the hell" said Sarah both annoyed and concerned.

You have the following choices:

*Pen*
1. Allison doesn't notice either of you and continues on her way

*Pen*
2. You get Allison's attention

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3. Something else

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