Big Macintosh sat in the upper deck, cheering wildly as the Manehatten Giants took to the field, facing across from the Trottingham Titans. The two teams really lived up to their names, standing at massive sizes of 200 to 250 feet, much taller than your average person. Course, it only made sense. They were wealthy professional athletes, and since the size of a person was determined by how rich they were, to see them towering over the crowd was to be expected.
Macintosh himself was an impressive twelve feet tall. As the owner of a successful apple orchard he had accumulated a decent amount of wealth over the years. But even your average person would be massive compared to the ant-sized hobos outside the stadium.
Macintosh’s attention went towards the national anthem being played, and he rose up in reverence to perform his duty as a citizen, hearing the words of the 50-foot singer fill the stadium brought a warm smile to his face.
Once the song was finished, he sat back down in his seat and stretched his long legs, his hand wrapping around his cup of cider as the game began. Cheers erupted all around the stadium as the mountains of muscular players began the kickoff. The large crowd watched in excitement as the Giants and Titans struggled for control of the ball.
Macintosh could feel the concrete beneath him shaking. At first, he assumed it was the giant player in the field, but then he noticed the subtle shaking continued, even when no plays were going on. This raised quite a lot of concern for him. He stood up and looked up to the sky, hearing a distant but powerful boom in the distance. Suddenly, the sky went dark, and a massive shadow fell over the city.
Macintosh couldn’t believe what he was looking at. It was a woman. But a woman like no other. She was massive! Probably a mile tall at least! Her naked feet slammed into the field outside the city like meteors, and the detail of every single crease and line on the giantess’ sole was imprinted into the extremely compressed bedrock. Her facial features only becoming visible as she crouched down to examine the city, and the crowd instantly knew who she was. It was Spoiled Rich…
“Hello, tinies.” The giantess grinned. “I see you’re all going about your little people lives. Driving your vehicles, paying your debts, watching your mindless entertainment.” Her eyeball swiveled towards the stadium, her lips slowly curling upwards into a toothy grin as she looked at the flea-sized people so far below. “But where are my manners? You may know me as Spoiled Rich, the wealthiest person to ever live, and… not to get too big of an ego, but I’m essentially a goddess!” She chuckled and loomed over the city.
The people below instantly started screaming and broke out into a mad panic, making Spoiled roll her eyes. “Wow. Even after all my years of being a goddess, it’s the same reaction everywhere I go. One would almost think I didn’t have a safety aura with how they always flip out.” She poked a mob of people fleeing from a shopping mall, pinning them under her finger. “Fortunately for you mortals, I have no desire in breaking what could become valuable human assets for any number of my companies. Consider yourselves lucky.” She raised her finger, revealing a massive crater where the crowd had once stood. People in the parking lot rushed up to the massive hole, only to see the members of the mob were still inside and completely unharmed, save for some torn clothing and disorientation.
“I must say, you’re a cute little stretch of suburbia.” Spoiled ran her fingers through a neighborhood, the little monopoly houses exploding against her fingers. “I’m sure you’ll all be able to serve me well.” She sat down and moved her feet forward, giving a giggle of delight as she felt buildings offering a brief resistance against her soles before crumbling into rubble.
Spoiled swept her feet backwards and curled her toes, feeling a delightful shiver run up her leg as she felt shattering buildings and tiny people squirming between her toes. Tiny cars were pressed into plates of sheet metal against her curling feet. Nothing but her short skirt kept people from staring up at her sensitive feminine parts, not that she minded if anyone really wanted to sneak a peek at her privates, as it wasn’t uncommon for her to travel around in the nude whenever the mood struck her.
Spoiled raked her feet across the city, letting her digits collect a nice assortment of skyscrapers between her toes, all while carving deep trenches into the earth. She then brought her toes close, crushing the buildings, and creating a landslide of people and debris falling down from her soles.
Spoiled found she rather liked the way the tiny people looked on her toes. She wasn’t feeling all the debris, however, and began thinking of ways she could get lots of little people on her toes without all the filthy rubble that came with it. Her attention was drawn towards the sport stadium, and her eyebrow perked up in amusement. “Oooh… I know just what to do with you!” She smirked and reached towards the stadium, only to feel slight little tickles against her fingertip.
She looked down and saw that the local police force had set up a small barricade near the stadium to try to help evacuate people from the massive building. But progress was slow, due to the sheer size of the crowd, which easily was in the tens of thousands. Upon seeing her finger approach, the tiny officers tried to do their best to stop the massive being, although it quickly became quite evident their weapons were worthless.
Their bullets merely bounced off of Spoiled, sending subtle vibration through her fingers. “Aww… Cute. But I’m afraid Rich people are above the law. And everything else for that matter!” Spoiled pursed her lips and sent out a strong puff of air. The results were marvelous, as the tiny officers and their squad cars were sent flying backwards and out of sight, as if they had been hit by a hurricane. “That was a fun little distraction. But where was I? Ah… yes.” The goddess sat down on top of the city. Water and gas lines shattered, buildings crumbled, and whole neighborhoods were reduced to wastelands. Black smoke wafted through the air, and several structures that couldn’t withstand the impact of the massive woman laying down were reduced to nothing more than piles of rubble and twisted metal.
“Hmmm…” Spoiled hummed, feeling quite giddy with how easily she was able to defeat the police department. She was used to being able to dominate the tinies, but she couldn’t help but feel turned on every time she did it. “That was nice…” She reached down towards the stadium, sifting her fingers through the tiny crowd.
Macintosh, much to his horror, had a full display of the action from his upper deck seating. The stadium announcement system was telling people to remain calm, but it was easier said than done, especially as the massive fingers picked scores of people up. Thousands of others fled for the exits, but it turned into a self-defeating venture as the giantess noticed them and began scooping them up as well. Macintosh turned his attention to the field and saw that both sports teams had fled to the tunnels beneath the stadium, assuming they would be safe there.
Spoiled examined the tiny sport fans in her hand, bathing in the power she held over the tiny people. She gave a deep little giggle, which washed over the entire stadium. Macintosh looked up in awe as he watched the giantess lift and cup the underside of one her breasts. Her tight tank top shifting around her bosom as it was pressed up, the little people in her hands being pressed against the field of nylon. Her nipples slowly became erect under the bra, poking up like massive plateaus of flesh.
A thumb snuck under her top and opened it up, her other hand full of tinies above the hole. She leaned backwards and sprinkled them over her breasts, happily giggling as their tiny bodies squirmed against her literal chest mountains. “Aaaah…” She gave a content sigh as she felt them squirming against her sensitive boobs.
Spoiled then reached into her purse, her bare foot coming down on the stadium’s main entrance, crunching through it and cutting off the main escape route for the thousands of mortals still inside. She then pulled out a gigantic glass bottle with a lake worth of purple nail polish within, she gave the bottle a little shake before unscrewing the cap and leaning over to apply it to her bare toes. “I hope you all don’t mind me taking a little break?” Spoiled chuckled. “My nails have gotten all dirty from walking through your little city.” She reached over towards the downtown, uprooting a few sturdy metal buildings and placing them between her digits, essentially using them as toe separators.
As she painted, a droplet of paint fell from the overloaded brush and directly towards the stadium, hanging in the air for a tense few seconds before crashing down into the stadium like a giant grape had just exploded all over the field and the eastern stands.
Spoiled looked down and giggled. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry about that.” She glanced down at the tinies flailing around in the mass of paint. “I guess you all should have been more careful and watched what I was doing.” She leaned in close, seeing the little colorful speckles that were the tiny people bobbing to the surface of the pool of polish, their team-supporting colors adding some nice variety to the purple. “Hmmm… Come to think of it, that looks really nice.” She looked back up at her toes. “I wonder…”
She reached into the crowd and picked up some more people, sprinkling them across her gigantic toes, watching them seep into the partly-dried paint on her left toenails. “Oooh…” She raised the foot in front of her face and wiggled it. “You all do look nice! You add a nice little splash of color to them!” She smiled, quite pleased with herself.
“Still… you’re only on the surface of the polish.” She wiggled her toes, seeing the little people become partway trapped in the drying paint. “I’m much rather see you spread out!” She picked up her bottle of polish and poured a large drop into the stadium, essentially flooding the entire park up to the top rows of seating in an instant. Spoiled then inserted the tip of the brush into the stadium and began stirring, each strand being almost as thick as a band of rebar. Tens of thousands of fans were now swirling around in the purple fluid, the same jerseys they had worn in support of their teams now supporting nothing but the goddess’ decision to add them to her nail polish. She then picked up a generous amount from the stadium, with thousands of squirming people embedded within, and slowly glazed them over her right big toe, marveling as she saw their marvelous colors pop against the paint.
“Oooh. Yes! That’s really nice!” She picked up another bead of paint and spread it over her middle toe. Macintosh was among them and found himself near the edge of the nail, in a perfect forward-facing position, so he could see straight down to the streets a mere hundred feet down. He could even see some of the crushed cars of the parking lot buckling beneath her toe as she gently moved her massive foot.
With her nails nice and adorned, Spoiled addressed the now-empty stadium and the scores of people attached to her feet. “I appreciate you all taking the time out of your day to serve me like this. It means a lot to me to have employees as diligent as you. But I can’t say the same thing for those cowardly players you were watching. They fled underground like the rats they are. I guess they thought that their superstar status gives them exemption from having to pay their respects to their goddess.”
Spoiled dug her massive fingers into the ground, using them to excavate the underground locker rooms the ‘giant’ athletes were hiding in. Her hands worked in unison, tearing out huge chunks of soil and grass from the field. It didn’t take long for her to pull the metal and concrete bunker out of the ground, holding it in her hands like a little lunchbox. She grabbed onto the roof and slowly peeled it off, letting the sunlight reflecting off her sparkling eyes pour into the room. “Consider this a merger, little ones!” Spoiled smirked and tipped the building backwards, letting them slide into her mouth, each athlete being about the size of a jelly bean to her.
She gently suckled them, feeling them practically melt in her mouth as she sucked the mass out of them, the athletes panicking as they noticed themselves shrinking.
“Oh, calm down.” Spoiled purred. “It’s only natural for mergers to come with some downsizing.” She stood up and giggled. “Don’t worry, I’ll leave you a few inches, and then you can all join your fans on my digits.” She wiggled her toes and stood up, trampling over buildings and anything else that stood in her way as she exited the city.
Macintosh gave a groan as Spoiled stomped off. He knew he’d probably be stuck for a while, but on the bright side, he might be able to meet some of his favorite athletes. That was something, right? He looked down just in time to see a gas station explode under Spoiled’s toe. It was just as well anyway. He had come out to the city for a day of excitement, and he was certainly having one now. May was well enjoy it.
