Chapter #6Giantess Expansion by: Nicol B.   Jump City was a far more pristine place than what one would expect of the epicenter wherein the apocalypse had begun. Only halfway sunken into the ocean, even those buildings that resided far from the waters of the sea did not remain unscathed though they miraculously remained standing. For the most part at least. At a glance, one would think the cause some sort of natural disaster, the self-same one that had submerged most of the city’s harbor-side into the ocean. Buildings toppled off-balance by the quaking of the earth perhaps, maybe even some great and terrible hurricane or even a tsunami. However, one had merely to look out into Jump City’s bay, towards an island were a lone T-shaped Tower once stood whole and pristine to get their first real clue.
Looking at the Tower now, one may well think that it had been toppled by the likes of an earthquake, tilted just enough to clearly be diagonal and one good push from falling over completely. Of course, such a view made from the submerged shores of the city there was little evidence to the contrary. Come to the other side of the Tower, that which was currently facing upwards towards the blooded red skies… You would see that it was nothing so mundane as an earthquake.
That heavenward facing side of Titans’ Tower had been partially crushed, dented and pressed inwards by something both undeniably big but also unquestionably feminine if the two deeply rounded craters near the top of the Tower were to be of any indication. Massively large indentations that both by their placement and sheer girth could only have been done by a girl that stood over ten stories tall and breasts that were proportionally an F-Cup at minimum.
At the time at least.
For though Titans’ Tower bore the most blatant damage, it was not the only building to have gotten damaged. More curvaceous craters decorated the skyscrapers of Jump City. Random rounded indentations lurking high above streets cratered by bare feet hinted at the swaying of hips colliding carelessly. Gashes and holes told the tale of feminine hands casually pressing through glass and steel to try and grasp what few people dared to remain in this desolate city. The deeper one went into the city proper, the larger the footprints became, the deeper the craters along the wall of skyscrapers, but fewer were the gashed holes. Instead, whole rooftops were ripped free and tossed aside like garbage.
At the center of Jump City she stood. Once, a member of a team of heroes, a dark but undeniable beacon of hope and heroism. Now? She was the city’s doom, the devil’s blood in her veins shining through ashen skin in the form of daemonic symbols written across her flesh with one hellish mark bright as a beacon beneath ruby adorning her brow. Her costume, if such attire could even be called such back when she was normal sized, was little more than tatters now, a skimpy bikini of tightly stretched cloth that continued to rip evermore slowly with every passing breath she took.
She was no longer Raven, a Teen Titan… but rather Raven, a Titanic Teen…
At a distance, it seemed as though she were merely standing there somewhat vacantly, her amethyst eyes aimed slightly downward as though she were lost in thought. At closer inspection, one would see the people that littered her massive body, those few that were either caught beneath or clinging tightly to the remaining fabric of her clothes. With her massive scale, the tallest of them was little more than the size of her thumb but whether due to her heightened empathic powers or a strange increase of sensitivity on her bared flesh, it did not quell the feeling churning within her loins, the one and only place free and untouched by any human passenger.
A soft smile bloomed across her lips, Raven’s enormous eyes blinking gently as she turned her gaze towards the nearby rooftop where her gathered toys cowered in fear of their massive mistress. At her great gargantuan height, they looked nearly identical to one other, little grayed anonymous figures moving and scurrying about like tiny, little bugs that tickled at skin and warmed her body more than even her growth spurts were doing to her now.
She had been horny for what felt like a lifetime though in truth had been but a few hours. It did not excuse the rushing heat coursing through her body, the stiffening of her nipples pressing against and ripping their way through what remained of a top, or the glistening moisture dribbling down from her lower lips. Despite the clear arousal of her body, Raven’s face remained impassive as ever as her eyes scanned the crowd below before her fingers deftly snatched up one of the figures with the speed of a viper. At her height, she could just barely make out the little fellow’s screaming but she didn’t care.
With nary a word, she lowered the little figure down towards her crotch and she—!
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