Babehemoth [Macro, Straight]

>The warning sirens got your attention.
“God dammit…”
>It isn’t guaranteed to be her, you reminded yourself.
>She wasn’t the only one out there.
>An orderly, if panicked, evacuation swarmed past your office.
>Coworkers, managers, and clients all fled through the office space around you.
>After all those drills, and a few bouts of the real thing, they were getting good at this.
>All the time working around the girls really desensitized you to these sorts of things.
>You listened for the distant footfalls.
>You tried to concentrate over the more frightened screams from the ladies of the HR department.
>…
>There it was: the first big, rumbling that made everything around you clatter ever so slightly.
>The “thooms” were distant, but slowly getting closer. Even the wailing sirens couldn’t block out that noise.
>You could feel the vibrations through your feet planted on the floor.
>You sighed, and walked past the rows of cubicles outside your office.
>If you were feeling it all the way here it could only be one of the bigger ones.
>And she was one of the biggest.
>The windows at this height offered a beautiful, panoramic view of the city’s eastern half.
>A wide, miles-long avenue ran straight from the office building you were in all the way to the ever-busy marina.
>Under normal circumstances, you’d be able to see that marina.
>Lots of bright colored sailboats and skiers added some color to the deep blue ocean.
>Now? That view was becoming increasingly obscured.
>And the obscurer was coming nearer with each massive step.
>Her scales were an even deeper blue than the ocean.
>Her milk-chocolate colored stomach and busty chest were free for all to see.
>That yellowish hair of hers, tinted slightly green because of her aquatic lifestyle.
>And if her coming from the marina wasn’t an indicator of her swimming abilities, the fins on either side of her head certainly were.
>This is what you get for telling her where you work.
>And it was such an innocent question too. God, you didn’t think that one through.
>You’ve told her time and time again to steer clear of the city, but…
>Boy, the suits in Washington were gonna give you an earful for this one.
>Believe it or not, contrary to what officials around the world like to spout, humans can’t make a titan do anything.
>The girl was almost 300 feet tall. She’s gonna go wherever she pleases.
>Speaking of feet, her massive soles took up the entirety of the eight-lane avenue below.
>Most drivers were smart enough to veer off to other streets, and those that couldn’t do so saved their vehicles by abandoning them at the sides of the road.
>As for the cars left in the middle of the road…
>Well, she tried to avoid them.
>Mostly.
>Her prehensile tail swung behind her, helping the giant keep her balance as she avoided crushing most of the important obstacles in her path.
>She wasn’t a bad girl, but being enormous tends to result in smaller things getting flattened.
>She toed around what she could, but couldn’t do anything to stop pulverizing the pavement below.
>Cracks formed wherever her three-toed feet slammed down. The road could support a semi, but that was nothing compared to the weight of a macro coming in at fifty thousand tons.
>And that was the conservative estimate.
>At less than a dozen steps away from your skyscraper, with the avenue clear of people, the behemoth girl smirked and jogged towards the building you were in.
>As she closed the distance, your braver coworkers who stayed to watch lost their nerve and bolted to the stairs.
>No surprise there. They haven’t seen her in action like you have.
>Her voluptuous chest collided with her swinging arms as she ran straight towards you.
>Part of you wanted to record this, but that would have meant tearing your eyes away from the once-in-a-lifetime event in front of you.
>Powdered pavement and crushed vehicles were kicked up behind her on a few steps.
>Leg muscles that could have levelled the building skidded her incredible mass to a halt just a few dozen feet from the building.
>Crushed asphalt and twisted metal were bulldozed into clumps at her toes.
>The kaiju girl bent her knees and began muttering to herself, pointing a neon-blue claw at each floor as she counted.
>For a few seconds, you were actually looking down at her.
>You couldn’t remember the last time that happened.
>”Ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen…”
>She counted all the way up to the 25th floor, where you were standing in front of a window.
>You began waving your arms as her emerald eyes peered through the glass.
>It wasn’t hard to find you; you were the only one brave enough to stay.
>Her face took up your entire view.
>”Hey! How’re ya’ doin’, Honey?!”
>Such a lovely voice.
>Loud, but lovely.
”Great!” You shouted back.
>You also had to be loud.
“What are you doing?! I thought we weren’t meeting ‘till the weekend?!”
>She scrunched her face.
>Oh dammit, she couldn’t hear.
>She raised a claw and delicately poked one of the large windows.
>Behind that slight touch was enough force to flip over a tank. The glass stood no chance and shattered to pieces.
>”Much better.” She mused. ”What’d you say, Sweetie?”
>You sighed, looking over the shards of glass that fell over the carpet.
>What’s a little more property damage?
“I’m good.” You called. “Now, why are you here? Our date’s this weekend.”
>”Well, I was in the neighborhood, and…”
>She looked at you hopefully.
>She knew how you felt about “visits” to any city.
“And?”
>”Well, okay, so me and the girls are gonna hang out and uh… well, I got a problem.”
“And what would that be?”
>Her jaws parted and opened wide.
>She exhaled, and warm, salty air washed through the open window to fill the entire office.
>A clawed finger pointed at one of the bottom molars on the right side of her mouth.
>”Shumting’s schtuch.” She mumbled, using a finger to keep her jaw open.
>Her wagging tongue, unable to completely form the correct words without her lips, spattered small globules of saliva across the unbroken panes of glass.
>You couldn’t believe your ears. Did you hear that right?
 “You came all this way just to ask if something was stuck in your teeth?”
>”Guh huh.”
>You stood there, stunned.
>”Ihz et uh car or shumting?” Your gigantic girlfriend continued, completely oblivious to your astonishment.
>”Chan youg pleash ‘elp?”
>You were sighing more than Hank Hill ever did.
>Well, she did come all this way.
>But damn, you were going to have a talk with her about this on the weekend.
“Fine. Fine. Just…” You trailed off.
>You needed a moment to work out the logistics of performing emergency dental work.
>You decided on the stupidest option.
>“Bring you head closer here, alright?” You ordered, motioning toward the broken glass.
>The monstrous maw pressed against the building’s façade.
>You glanced downward to see the kaiju brought her hand up below the hole in the building in case you fell.
>Looked like she caught onto your plan.
>Most people would consider dating a girl this size a dangerous task.
>They’d be right.
>But this might very well be the most dangerous thing you’ve done with her.
>You’ve stared at her pearly whites before, she’s got a great smile, but this was closer than you’ve ever been to them.
>How she keeps them so white without a dentist is a mystery you might never solve.
>Saliva dripped from her upper palate and pooled on and beneath her huge tongue.
>Thankfully, her body was so large it blocked out the gusts of wind that blew across the city.
>There wasn’t much of any gap to fall through, but it didn’t make this task any less hazardous.
>You hopped out of the 25th story window onto her wet, slick tongue.
>Jesus, how many people can say they’ve done that?
>The giant inhaled and exhaled through her nose. It was a surreal experience hearing it in such a strange position.
>You took a deep breath of the warm, moist, and feminine air.
>The city needed a hero to get this monster out of town.
>The monster also needed a hero too, so this was a win-win.
>You used her teeth as a guiderail to avoid slipping as you ruined your shoes by trudging through pools of kaiju saliva.
>Thankfully, the toothache wasn’t too far in. You didn’t want to get close to that cavern in the back.
>A small (for her) piece of rebar was wedged between the gum and surrounding teeth.
>She could digest most of anything, but still you had to wonder what exactly she’d been eating.
>More importantly, just how much force could her jaw slam down with to chew through wherever this had come from?
>It was a slippery grip, and took a few tries, but you wedged the rebar back and forth enough to pull it out and away.
>A grunt of satisfaction shook the entire chamber.
>You fell back against her tongue and tossed the rebar to the back of her throat. Her body would put it to good use.
>With slow, careful movements you managed to stand up, but just as you got your bearings a massive, blue thumb and forefinger snatched you from your damp perch.
>You hugged the claw for dear life as the kaiju-girl gently placed you back inside the office.
>While you made it in without a scratch, the same couldn’t be said for the windows.
>Her fingers brushed against the frame holding the adjacent panes in place, cracking the both of them.
>You sighed again. No way the government spooks were going to let you keep your job here after this one.
>Somewhere outside of town, here you come.
>”Aw, yeah, much better.” The colossal girl praised, rubbing her cheek where the bothersome rebar used to be.
>For a few moments the kaiju just watched you struggle to brush and flick the copious saliva off yourself.
>”Thanks a million, Anon.”
“Only for you.” You answered, smiling up at her. “Seriously, only for you. I’m not doing that for any of the others, no matter what.”
>”Aww, love you too, Hun.”
“Just… Don’t step on anything when you head out, you hear?”
>That got a building-shaking chuckle out of your kaiju.
>”Only for you.” She answered, turning away from the building.
“And don’t play with the boats either!” You yelled to her before she got out of earshot.
>”Pssh… Spoilsport.”
>Her first footstep was a light one.
>For her, anyway.
>Each stride down the avenue further obliterated the roadway beneath.
>What was just a cracked street before was now a random series of three-toe pawprints compacted into the earth.
>That probably had something to do with the newfound, confident sway she put into her hip movements.
>With even fewer toys in her path to worry about, she was free to walk as she pleased.
>Halfway down the boulevard the kaiju’s lengthy tail curled into the shape a heart and she turned her head to give you a sultry wink.
>For the first time today, you let out a happy sigh as you fished out your phone.
>Wet with saliva, but functional.
>You managed to snag a nice, crisp picture just as she stepped over the beach and into the sea.
>Assuming the phone survived, that was going to be your new background.
>As you admired your friend’s enormous rear the phone began to vibrate.
>And like clockwork, there’s the congressman.
>Now, time for your least favorite part of the job.
>Damage control.
>On the plus side, you had a date to look forward to this weekend.