Author’s Note: this is basically thinly-disguised Pacific Rim crossover porn. I found something distinctly sexual in the way the kaiju destroyed several of the jaegers, and decided to try and replicate said impression in giant super-heroine form. The scale might be a little inconsistent, but whatever, even by comic book standards this is out there. Press END for a summary.
“Ms. Americana! Thank God!” the General said as the screen turned on. “A giant monster is approaching Delta City! It’s shrugged off everything we’ve thrown at it. It destroyed half the Second Fleet. It ripped Mega-Robo’s head off, and when Omniman tried to save the pilots, it… it squished him into paste! Please! Can… can’t you do something?!”
Her face grim, Ms. Americana leaned forward and flicked a switch.
The image of the General vanished from her screen, and was replaced by live news footage from a news helicopter hovering over the Delta City Bridge. “We don’t know where the creature came from, or what it is!” a young blonde reporter gasped into her mike, her eyes wide with excitement and terror. Far below and behind her, shot from between the towers of the bridge, a vast rubbery-skinned grey beast strode slowly forward through the sea. It had a head like an arrow, two long double-lidded eyes glowing red, dripping claws, and a vast yet sleek body. “But where-ever it is from, both the military and super-heroes alike have proven no match for it!”
Behind the beast the horizon was pierced by the upended and slowly sinking silhouettes of two aircraft carriers, and several smaller craft. Quite a bit closer, the remains of a gigantic robot stuck half out of the sea… a smoking hole where it’s head used to be. Upon the chest of the robot, a smear of red decorated by scraps of cape and underpants were all that remained of once-mighty Omniman.
“We’re not sure if anything can stop the beast!” the reporter continued. “An evacuation has been ordered! Everyone… flee Delta City! Get out while you – OH GOD!” Behind her, the huge monster had lunged forward and, seizing both of the uprights of the Delta City Bridge, ripped them clean out amidst screeches of breaking cables. The huge arrowhead-shaped head zoomed up and roared right behind the helicopter, and the reporter screamed as the craft beneath her suddenly twisted and plunged in an emergency maneuver.
Moments later, Ms. Americana flicked the switch back, and the screen went dark. Standing before it with their legs spread wide, Flag Girl gasped, while Ms. Americana tossed her hair and glared.
“My God, Ms. A!” her sidekick said. “That thing’s huge! It’ll wreck the city. What are we going to do?!”
“We have only one choice,” the Queen of Justice said, lifting her chin boldly. “Flag Girl… go down to the trophy vault and retrieve Dr. Pervo’s Enlarging Ray, and the Dork’s Ultra-Dynamo!”
“That… that’s genius!” Flag Girl gasped. “But… but will it work?!”
“Maybe… maybe not!” Ms. Americana said, grim determination etched across her gorgeous face. “But we have no choice but to try!”
A short time later the hideous Kaiju, still half immersed in the water, clumsily waded into Delta City Harbor. Screaming crowds tried to flee, while news choppers circled as close as they dared.
Suddenly a beam of light shot from the shore and hit a sleek racing boat that had raced into the center of the harbor. An enormous buxom bikini-clad figure erupted from the sea directly in front of the hideous monster. Standing thigh-deep in the bay, with the beast in front of her and her city behind her, Ms. Americana spread her legs, put her hands on her hips, and glared.
“Turn back, beast!” she said. “Neither I nor my city will stand for your depredations!”
The huge monster paused momentarily, growling warily like an animal. Crouching, it extended its snout in the direction of it’s new foe and sniffed suspiciously. Then it reared back and roared. Its roar was so loud that the windows of Delta City shook and crowds of surging people filling its streets simultaneously put their hands upon their ears and moaned. But Ms. Americana stood fast, unfazed. Snorting, the creature dropped back down and took another slow ponderous step through the water, lumbering straight towards the huge strangely-shaped figure that had appeared in its path.
“Suit yourself!” Ms. Americana said. And, lifting her immense hands from her stadium-size hips and forming them into fists, she waded boldly forth to meet the beast in the middle of the harbor. Her enormous ass, swelling around panties the size of an interstate exchange, rolled deliciously over the surface of the harbor as she walked… and on shore, many of the trapped teeming crowd could not help stopping in their tracks to gape at the sight.
As she drew close to the beast, Ms. Americana suddenly lunged forward, her giant buxom body sloshing heavily through the harbor waters. “Ha!” she cried as her fist smashed down into the beasts face, landing the first blow. It recoiled backward, roaring in pain. “Not so tough against something your own size, are you?” she laughed. Getting her footing again in the waist-deep water, Ms. Americana planted her legs wide and struck the beast again and again, twisting at the waist as she wailed on her foe. The Kaiju writhed and shuddered, stumbling backwards in the deep water, its huge head screeching as it was knocked this way and that.
Meanwhile, circling the two titans in a news chopper, the blonde reporter breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to her camera. “I think that’s it, folks,” she said, as the colossal battle between monster and heroine continued to rage in the harbor behind her. “It looks like the creature is no match for our Queen of Justice!”
However even as she spoke, behind Americana’s massive ass, a huge submerged form swept menacingly just beneath the surface of the waters. Busy punching, the heroine failed to notice. Suddenly, with a titanic wash of spray a serpentine tail burst up out of the water right behind her. Ms. Americana only had time to turn her head and gasp in shock… before the thick muscular tentacle-like appendage swooped up behind her and wrapped around her neck.
“Oh, Goddess!” Ms. Americana cried. Reaching up, she grabbed the thick slithering tentacle with both hands but could not dislodge it as it coiled even tighter about her throat.
Looking up at the struggling heroine, the creature roared. Then, with a slow but tremendous demonstration of strength, it lifted her bodily up out of the water. Ms. Americana gurgled, her vast voluptuous curves jiggling like the tides as she slowly rose up helplessly in the air, until her knees were sloshing uselessly in the waves.
For several seconds, eyes flitting warily, the huge beast continued to study the helpless foe dangling before it. Then, suddenly, with shocking speed given its previous clumsiness, it surged up out of the water to seize her. One huge clawed hand wrapped around the back of Americana’s trapped head, and the other formed into a fist and smashed into her defenseless face.
“Gluh!” Ms. Americana whimpered, her whole body shaking under the impact.
“Oh no!” the reporter gasped from her chopper, gazing down at the scene in horror. “No! Ms. Americana! Fight back! Break out of it!”
But when the huge rubbery fist withdrew, it revealed a heroine at least momentarily in no state to do either. Her eyes spun dazedly, lost and disoriented, while her luscious lips gurgled under the beasts’ choking grip. Beneath the tail, her dangling body quivered uselessly in mid-air.
Roaring, not giving her a chance to recover, the Kaiju smashed its jiggling foe again and again. Ms. Americana was helpless to defend herself as she was punched repeatedly in the face, over and over again. Then, winding especially far back, the Kaiju delivered a massive haymaker straight to her flat, defenseless belly.
“GLUH!” Americana moaned, as wind sufficient to launch an armada was forced rushing from her huge lungs. Her body folded limply around the terrific blow, her scantily clad ass bouncing up so high that in the far hills, gaping citizens could see its buxom curves lifting up and jiggling above the very skyline of Delta City itself.
When she flopped back down her body hung limp. Her knees swirled loose in the eddying waters of the harbor, and her face hung lifeless , tongue lolling and eyes glazed, over the choking thickness of the beast’s tail.
“No!” the reporter gasped, as her helicopter swooped slowly around the two towering combatants. “This can’t be!” Meanwhile, behind her, a second cameraman leaned eagerly out the door to get as good a shot as possible.
Waving its limp buxom foe back and forth, the creature threw back its head and let out a triumphant roar that nearly sent the orbiting helicopter scattering into the sea. Then, reaching up, it’s claws alighted on the most prominent feature of its limp defeated foe… which, naturally, were her huge, jiggling, colorfully-encased breasts. With a bestial roar the monster effortlessly tore Ms. Americana’s bra away, letting her now literally mountainous tits burst free to jiggle naked before her city. Puzzled, the brightly colored bra dangling from its claw, the creature lifted it and took a sniff. Then, letting out another roar, it turned and dismissively tossed the bra aside.
The enormous bra rose up high into the air to hang, briefly, in the sky above Delta City itself. For a moment, the entirety of downtown was cast into shadow, and in the streets packed and teeming crowds gaped up in disbelief to see what was blocking out the sun over their heads. One of its huge cups snagged on the top of the tall pointy tip of Wade Tower. Caught upon that point the huge bra slowly settled like a vast parachute, its vast right cup drooping down to encase the entirety of the massive skyscraper. The other cup came to rest in the broad avenue below, smashing down to smother several blocks. The huge frayed straps of Ms. Americana’s bra, thick as subway tunnels, rolled off down side streets, crushing buses, cars, and fleeing screaming pedestrians alike.
Meanwhile, out in the harbor, the huge Kaiju roared with victory while waving its limp, topless, defeated human foe back and forth in the air. Then, with a final screech and a tremendous show of strength, the monster flipped Ms. Americana up over its shoulder and let her fly. The giant heroine toppled end over end and smashed down into the sea behind him, her huge half-naked curves unleashing a tidal wave that would sweep the beaches of Delta City clear. Then, limp and lifeless, her huge proud form slowly sank beneath the dark, sloshing waves.
With one last cry of triumph, the victorious Kaiju turned back and continued on towards the city. It seemed to spare not a single thought for yet another foe left destroyed in its wake. It lurched clumsily up onto the dockyards like an obese bather slowly clambering out of a swimming pool. The entire of Delta City’s vast warehouse and industrial and red light districts stretched before it, helpless. Lifting its head high, the creature let out a hungry, eager roar.
Then, suddenly, a shadow fell across it. The huge arrow-shaped head lurched round, eyes going wide… just in time to take a freighter to the face.
“This is my city, beast!” the dripping, towering, topless Ms. Americana cried, as the Kaiju was knocked flying by her mighty blow. As it landed with an earth-shaking thud, her lithe curves swiftly side-stepped to interpose themselves once more between it and the heart of her city. Her buxom flesh moved much more easily out of the thigh-high waters, while the beast appeared to have grown slower and even more ponderous.
Recovering, the beast howled at its re-appeared, panty-clad foe. It lunged forward, its rubbery body heaving disgustingly with every step now that it was out of the supporting water. But the Kaiju charged directly into a mighty body blow, knocking it back again. Then another, and another. Its huge claws digging into the concrete, it reeled upon the edge of the docks, head being blasted back and forth repeatedly under the thundering blows of Ms. Americana’s improvised nautical cudgel.
“Welcome to Delta City, you monster,” Ms. Americana laughed, her voice like thunder. She smirked. “Let me show you what we do to giant pricks around here!”
As their resurrected champion fought high above them, a cry of glee rose up from the crowded streets of Delta City. Though whether it was for the sight of their champion’s return, or that of her huge naked and literally mountain-sized breasts jiggling deliciously above them as she delivered every blow, was perhaps hard to say.
“Hmmph… not so agile out of the water, are we?” Ms. Americana said, after delivering her fifth unanswered blow with the ship.
The creature lurched and trembled at her gigantic booted feet. The armored top of its huge head was cracked and pitted, and the prow of the ship had torn several deep wounds in its blubbery flesh, through which glowing blue blood oozed.
“Well, your mistake, you stupid animal. Let’s finish this!”
And, lifting the ruined yet intact freighter over her head in both hands, she brought it down in a crushing blow. The huge freighter slammed down right on the beast’s head, smashing it flat against the ground. The ship finally shattered, its wreckage spilling down to bury the beast’s head under tons of steel and a vast pile of shattered shipping containers.
Between the mighty heroine’s wide-spread triumphant thighs the hideous Kaiju shuddered helplessly. Its feet scraped clumsily at the ruined edge of the docks… and then slid off and plunged, twitching, down into the waters. It gave one last disgusting heave of its bloated body, let out a pathetically ragged screech, and then collapsed and lay still, its tail hanging down limply into the harbor.
Standing astraddle the defeated Kaiju, Ms. Americana smirked. Towering high over her city in naught but boots panties and mask, she showed not the slightest concern. Standing tall and proud she put both hands on her hips, and lifted her head high to the clouds… which were not far away.
“The Queen of Justice is victorious!” she announced, her booming voice carrying across every packed street and car-choked suburb in her beloved city. “Delta City is safe once more!”
“Oh my God!” the reporter gushed, putting a hand to her chest and beaming… even as her helicopter swooped around for a slow, eager pass around their savior’s gigantic scantily-clad ass. “What a triumph, people! Ms. Americana is invincible!”
And from all across the great city, cheers and shrieks of jubilation rose up from every lot, avenue, and square to bathe their voluptuous and beatifically smiling colossus of a champion.
But, like a dinosaur, the vast size of Ms. Americana’s brain cavity was perhaps interfering with her ability to learn. Her only warning was, yet again, a brief, massive, ominous stirring beneath the waters of the harbor. Yet again, she missed it. Suddenly, the creature’s massive tail burst again up out of the waves and, with lightning speed, looped back around the triumphantly towering heroine. The reporter screeched as the vast tail, streaming water as it came and looking like a prehensile oil pipeline, swooped through the sky just a few dozen feet below her fluttering helicopter.
No one would ever know if it was dumb luck or a preternatural sense of its foe’s weakness that guided the Kaiju’s tail. But with unerring accuracy and lightning speed it slipped right down inside Ms. Americana’s belt and, effortlessly, ripped it away.
“My Goddess!” Americana shrieked, gaping back in dismay. Lightning bolts worthy of a thunderstorm crackled around her buxom hips as she lost her powers. The belt landed upon a line of ships docked to one side of the two combatants, crushing each of them in turn under its massive golden weight. With a fell and alien cry, the horrid Kaiju burst out of the pile of rubble between her legs and head-butted the surprised heroine right in her gut.
“Auggh! NOOOoooo!” Ms. Americana screamed as she toppled backwards, ass first.
With a thunderous crash her twin comet-sized buttocks smashed down right into the center of Delta City’s financial district, crushing offices and banks under their tremendous jiggling expanse. The rest of her flailing body soon followed, crashing down amidst screams and clouds of dust to lie spread-eagled literally across the length and breadth of her city. Her huge bare left thigh smashed through the industrial sector, the blaze of exploding refineries feeling like naught but firework sparkles against her flesh. Her right leg crashed through the center of downtown, coming to rest in a sea of skyscrapers. Her back ended up arched across Signal Hill, leaving her bare breasts to jiggle as the new twin tallest peaks in the city. Her gloved right hand landed in the suburbs, her left in the University quad, and her head in the North Side housing projects.
Lying sprawled across her beloved city, Ms. Americana moaned and slowly shook her head, briefly dazed by the titanic fall. Then, with a gasp like a tornado, she realized her situation, and tried to leap boldly to her feet and return to her fight.
But try as she might, her mighty body would not budge. She struggled and moaned with effort, her massive thighs and mountainous biceps rolling ever so slightly… and the entire city quivered as if in an earthquake from her efforts. But her body remained pinned to the ground, unable to move, as if the force of gravity had suddenly increased tenfold. Which in a way it had; without the aid of her belt her super-sized body was once again bound by the laws of physics, and simply could not support itself. Her muscle strength had increased quadratically, but, to the fat-breasted gigantess’ humiliation, her mass had risen cubically. All her struggles managed was to set her enormous buxom curves to jiggling deliciously in a way that could be seen for miles.
“Oh, my Goddess…” Ms. Americana moaned, to herself and to her entire city, as the realization set in. “I’m… I’m helpless!”
“No…” the reporter gasped in disbelief, as her helicopter slowly circled high above the fallen heroine, capturing every angle of the scene. “This… this can’t be happening!”
Meanwhile, the huge Kaiju crouched warily, its sharp tail waving back and forth above it like a scorpion’s stinger. Edging forward between the fallen heroines’ wide spread thighs, it sniffed at her warily. It was clearly suspicious that its foe should fall to such a trivial blow. Then with a hiss it darted forward and delivered a testing swipe of its claws to the closest and most colorfully tempting target that presented itself… which, it just so happens, were Ms. Americana’s skimpy trademark panties.
“Oh! Great Justice!” Ms. Americana cried out to the heavens as the Kaiju’s claws slid down into her huge panties. The massively enlarged straps refused to give under the beast’s first tug, instead causing Ms. Americana’s buxom hindquarters to quiver and the skimpy front of her bikini bottoms to lift up like a massive sail before the gaping masses of Delta City. The beast let out a frustrated roar and, bracing itself against the earth, gave a second and more violent tug.
With a sound like the heavens themselves were tearing open, Ms. Americana’s panties ripped away to dangle like seaweed from the beast’s claws. She screeched, but could do nothing. Once more the beast lifted part of its foe’s costume, sniffed it, and, grunting, tossed it dismissively aside. The skimpy but gigantic garment landed with a great crash upon the wealthy Seaside Heights district, with one massive broken hip-strap coming down, ironically, to smash through the roof of Wade Manor.
Having apparently ripped away its foe's very flesh and yet drawn no more than pathetic jiggles in response, the Kaiju appeared to have satisfied itself that she was indeed beaten. Rising up on its thick stubby haunches, towering over its prostrate enemy, it lifted its armored head high and let loose a thundering, earth-shaking roar of triumph.
Meanwhile, out on the distant circling helicopter, the reporter looked on crestfallen, tears welling in her eyes. “This is a sad day for Delta City,” she said. The helicopter had, conveniently, circled back out over the harbor to get a good view straight up Ms. Americana’s sprawling thighs… with the engrossed cameraman managing to catch frequent glimpses of her skyscraper-sized pussy, glinting slightly, in between the rubbery legs of the horrid Kaiju. “Our champion has fallen,” the reporter continued, solemnly. “The monster will have free reign on our city. I’m not sure how this could get any worse.”
Standing tall over the helpless super-heroine, the great Kaiju slowly panned its gaze over the defenseless city that lay sprawling before it. It looked pleased, and hungry. Then, tilting its head slightly, it sniffed the air once more suspiciously. It’s glowing red eyes narrowed. Leaning down a little lower, it sniffed the air again, air snorting into its nostrils with the force of a jet turbine. Beneath it, Ms. Americana could do naught but squirm and jiggle helplessly. The great creature sniffed a third time… then lifted its head and let out a foghorn-like hoot of delight.
Shuffling forward, the great beast slowly planted one clawed foot and then the other to either side of Ms. Americana’s helpless hips, crushing strip malls and factories in the process. Then if lifted its haunches high up in the air, its tail whipping back and forth eagerly. Astraddle and looming above the helpless heroine, it tilted its head back and let out another triumphant, alien, and eager roar.
Between the creature’s legs and directly above Ms. Americana’s helpless gigantic body, a long and previously hidden orifice slowly dilated. Very slowly, the tip of a huge bulbous new weapon started to crown out of the hole, almost as if the beast were giving birth… but the grey ooze that dripped from a hole at said tip made clear something else was in store. “Oh… oh my GOD!” the reporter gaped. Before her eyes, and indeed before the entire city, an alien penis the size of a battleship slowly slid out to hang, erect and triumphant, between the Kaiju’s legs… directly above the defenseless dripping slit of Ms. Americana.
“Oh… oh… oh, WOW… are you getting this?” the reporter gasped into her microphone, mesmerized. “That... that… ok, that must be the biggest penis in... like... the universe…”
Roaring with animalistic anticipation, the Kaiju slowly lowered its hips… and pressed the tip of its humongous alien member to the gates of its fallen foe’s pussy.
“Oh… oh, Goddess, no…” Ms. Americana gasped, her eyes going wide as football fields. She lay, helpless, beneath the cold rubbery flesh of the beast, unable to do a thing to defend herself. “You have got to be…”
With a bestial cry of triumph, the Kaiju slammed its hips down and sent its astronomically sized phallus plunging deep into Ms. Americana.
“Oh, Great JUSTICCCCEE!” Americana squealed, her voice carrying for many, many miles. Her pussy may have been enlarged to the size of a building… but it was still not enough. The Kaiju’s member spread and distended her brutally as its tremendous, rubbery yet rock hard girth plunged into her like a subway train. An apt analogy, since the monster’s schlong, paralleling the Red Line, roared past three subway stops before coming to rest fully inside the enlarged Queen of Justice.
“Nnnh! Oh! Ah!” Ms. Americana moaned. Her head shook back and forth as she struggled to deal with the creature’s sheer size, destroying a public housing project in the process. “Oh, my God… it’s so BIG!” she gasped.
Its huge penis encased entirely inside Ms. Americana’s wiggling tight pussy, the Kaiju chuffed with pleasure and wiggled into a slightly better position atop her. From the delighted expression on its red-glowing-eyed face, it had just found the best intergalactic snatch any giant invading alien monster had ever had. Then, having found its optimal position the great beast lifted both its head and its hindquarters high, bellowed out in ecstatic triumph, and began slamming its battleship-sized penis into its helpless human foe again and again and again.
“Agh! Oh, God! Oh, GODDESS!” Americana moaned. Her entire body shuddered as she got, quite literally, the fucking of a lifetime. The dynamics were like nothing she had ever felt before. Size, the jaw-dropping mega-heroine quickly found, really did matter. The tremendous Kaiju member felt like a derailing freight train each time it entered her pussy… because, of course, it more or less was. Each time it pulled out it left behind a vacuum like in the wake of a comet… causing her quivering super-snatch to let out a dogfart like a thunderclap. Just the literally seismic vibrations that carried out from the beasts’ tremendous thrusts throughout her huge buxom fertile hips were enough to start driving her over the edge.
“Oh, God… God no… no…” Ms. Americana moaned, biting her lip. Her huge gorgeous head rolled furiously into the ground behind her, as she got fucked by the howling Kaiju… creating a massive sinkhole where once Johnson Elementary had been. “So… so… HUUUGEE!!!” she moaned.
“Oh sweet Zeus…” the reporter gasped. From the circling helicopter, she and her cameraman had a virtually pornographic view of the massive action. “Oh, we are really truly conquered…” the reporter gasped, as she watched the impossibly large Kaiju penis slam like a cosmic piston in and out of Americana’s pussy.
Meanwhile, down amongst the streets and byways, the view was quite different. Crowds of onlookers frozen solid in mid-flight gaped upwards in mind-melted awe at what they were witnessing… many so fixated that they remained oblivious of incoming debris strewn forth from the squirming struggling sex-partners until it landed on and crushed them. Those lucky enough to be near Ms. Americana’s fallen hindquarters got to look up into the sky and see the vast alien penis pumping above their heads, its seeming impossible girth rocketing in and out of their would-be savior’s squirting, clinging pussy. Those elsewhere gaped up to see her massive, mountainous, yet still perfectly shapely breasts jiggle like the tides as they caressed worshipfully against the Kaiju’s rubbery belly. Still others fled in terror as the helpless wiggling of the heroine’s toes under each thrust of the monster’s massive penis caused her sprawled skyscraper-size boots to shake and shudder menacingly… although even as they fled, they turned and gaped over their shoulders at the vista of superheroine conquest that stretched across the very valley itself behind them.
Meanwhile, her dinosaur-ified brain literally collapsing in on itself under the Kaiju’s fucking, Ms. Americana’s city-wide voice degenerated rapidly down to elaborate on only one topic. “So… Big!” she informed her fans and villains alike across her entire city, voice echoing off the hills. “Oh, you monster, it’s… it’s HUGE! Tooo… much! Nnnh!!! Sooo… so long and… and thick… and, and HARD!!! Oooh! Oh, God,” she added, truthfully, “I’ve never been fucked by anything so BIIIIGGG!”
The beast was not a complex lover. Perched atop its fallen foe and sighing with pleasure, it rutted with her like any animal, pausing only briefly every once in a while to shift its weight or change its rhythm or angle. Humiliatingly, however, this was more than enough sophistication to tame its once-defiant human foe. In seemingly no time at all, the Kaiju achieved its second great triumph over humanity in general and its would-be human challenger in particular as, with effortless ease, its massive alien member drove the Queen of Justice over the edge into mind-melting climax.
“Oh, oh, oh GODDESS!” Ms. Americana squealed forth to her entire city to hear. “I’m… I’m… I’M CUMMINGGG!!!”
But they didn’t need to take her word for it. Driven to devastating release by the Kaiju’s conquering cock, Ms. Americana massive buxom hips began to squirm and shake desperately… and such was the size and power of those voluptuous naked haunches that their squirming shook the earth. Moaning, squirming, oblivious, Ms. Americana’s shuddering climax hit her city like a 6.0 earthquake. Buildings fell, overpasses collapsed, and bridge cables snapped, all set to the music of the Queen of Justice’s squeals of orgasmic alien-induced ecstasy.
The Kaiju itself however, perched atop her buxom shuddering curves, could see exactly what was happening. It rolled its head and waved its tail and warbled with bestial pleasure. Its destructive little brain reveled in the ability to simultaneously dominate its foe and destroy her city simply through the pumping of its superior alien schlong. Without letting up it drove her rapidly from a 6.0, to a 7.0, to an eight, until all of Delta City was trembling under the unending typhoon of its would-be protector’s multi-orgasmic moaning.
Then, feeling instinctively through the soft, yielding, yet quite enjoyable flesh beneath it that its rival-cum-brood-mare had reached her maximum point of vulnerability, the giant alien beast made its final move. Turning its arrow-shaped head down, it’s glowing red eyes found and looked straight down into hers. Gaping upwards through watery eyes, Americana gasped, squirmed… and, unable to resist the furious plowing of its persuasive pile-driving penis, she obediently met her massive lover’s gaze.
Eyes locked with its victim, the glow of the Kaiju’s triple-lobed pupils briefly intensified. Americana’s eyes widened… but by then it was too late. Two small beams of red energy shot down from the beast’s pupils into hers. Americana’s eyes blinked… and then grew faintly red themselves. They widened, gaping up into the sky as if in awe. Then, even as she shuddered and moaned in continuous orgasm, Ms. Americana opened her lips and, with warbling voice, delivered to what was left of her city a singsong message, her voice rising and falling with the pumping of Kaiju cock and the rollercoaster of climax.
“Fellow women of Earth… hear me!” the Queen of Justice cried. “When… when the alien invaders come… take my advice. Do not resist them!” She shuddered as the Kaiju’s penis slammed in and out of her wiggling pussy. “Give yourselves to them. Seek them out and offer your wombs for their seed. Abandon your doomed species and beg to be brood cattle in the new order.” The glow of her eyes had started to fade, but still the voice continued. Meanwhile the great Kaiju ceased its continuous slamming and, its own hindquarters shuddering, slowly pulled back until only its tip remained inside her. “Do so, and you shall have the honor of bearing superior spawn. Resist… and you shall be destroyed with your inferior men.”
And as if to slam the point home, the monster howled its own final release towards the stars, sent its penis crashing down like a meteor all the way to hilt inside Ms. Americana’s pussy… and promptly exploded, spewing its superior Kaiju seed deep into the depths of her gigantic fertile womb. The red light faded entirely from Americana’s eyes to be replaced by stunned orgasmic confusion as a final full 10.0 erupted in her impossibly impaled body. Her body squealing and shaking as if giving birth to the universe itself, Ms. Americana’s pussy wiggled worshipfully around the cosmic invader’s shaft as it delivered a last few spurting taps into her deepest depths, its sticky blue alien seed gushing out around the edges of her cunt to shower over her city like toxic rain.
Finally, with a moan, Ms. Americana collapsed back underneath her monstrous lover and lay still. The Kaiju let out a low but triumphant groan as it slowly pulled itself out of her, delivered a last lake-sized spurt onto her belly, and then shakily rose up to its feet.
Briefly, the alien monster turned its head, surveying the devastation as it savored the glow. There was little left. With her own orgasms, Ms. Americana had accomplished its job for it. It’s task done and its balls emptied, the tired beast opened its mouth and let out a slow, rumbling yawn. Then, turning, completely ignoring its sighing prostrate former foe, it shuffled off down to the sea.
As it waded away into the harbor, the Kaiju left both Delta City and its protector devastated. Ms. Americana lay sprawled and helpless across the contours of her city. Her legs lay splayed wide and limp to either side of the Financial District, with literal rivers of sticky Kaiju cum dribbling into it from her pussy. Her huge breasts, their erect nipples now easily the highest points in the city, rose and fell gently with her exhausted breathing. Her head, fallen back into the midst of the half-destroyed Projects, gaped unseeing at the sky as if her brain had broken. To one side, one cup of her huge bra lay draped over the largest of the remaining skyscrapers, like a vast curtain, while the other lay strewn out across the smoking wreckage. To her other side, her skimpy panties lay upon the ritziest hillside in the city, mansions and pools lying smashed beneath it… including her own. Below her, her huge golden belt lay across a half-dozen crushed and smoking ships.
Above the devastation, both of a once-pristine city and of a once-proud super-heroine, the news choppers continued to circle. With a gasp the reporter turned back to her camera… even as behind her two more cameramen continued eagerly to film. An astute viewer would have noticed that the first few buttons of her blouse were undone, and that her skirt was rumpled as if it had recently been hiked up and then hurriedly pulled back down.
“Well, viewers, that was… that was…” She gulped and fanned herself, then tried again. “That was certainly the story of the century! Or… or maybe the porno of the century. I don’t know.” She bit her lip, and shook her head. “Having witnessed todays events live though, this reporter has just one thing to say.” Suddenly, the busty reporter lost every last trace of composure. One hand trembling as it held the microphone to her lips, the other shot down between her legs and went straight up her skirt. “I!” she said, moaning, leaning forward desperately, “I for one welcome with love and adoration our new alien superst-“
The feed suddenly cut, and the Technical Difficulties screen hastily came up instead.
Several hours later, in the remnants of Delta City:
In between the towering naked thighs of the still-prostrate and helpless Ms. Americana, the General waited impatiently. High above him the sky-scraper sized pussy of the conquered super-heroine continued to dribble forth alien semen. Down between the enormous cheeks of her ass, an ad-hoc team composed of every surviving septic truck driver in the city fought a losing battle to suck it up as fast as it flowed down. In the distance, a squadron of Chinook helicopters were trying, and visibly failing, to lift the fallen heroine's belt.
“Glad you could make it, ladies,” the General growled, as three of Delta City’s mightiest remaining heroines finally appeared, sauntering pneumatically up to stand in a line before him. "Any good news?"
“Dr. Pervo’s old Shrink Ray was crushed under Ms. Americana’s giant panties, along with the rest of her trophy vault,” Omega Woman said. She folded her arms beneath her huge breasts, and shook her head sadly. "I'm afraid we have no way to return her to normal size."
"For what it's worth, we did recover the Growth Ray, and Ultra Dynamo..." Got Gal said.
"Though Flag Girl is... a little worse for wear..." Green Spectre added.
"Well, I'm afraid we have bigger issues now, ladies," the General growled... having visible difficulty keeping his eyes off the 'bigger issue' of the three pairs of gigantic, bra-straining super-breasts lined up before him. "We're tracking two more of those creatures and we suspect more are on the way." He looked grim. "Looks like this was just the first one, girls. This isn't just going to stop."
The three fabulously buxom and scantily clad heroines breathed deep. One by one their eyes glanced upwards to the drooling pussy of their fucked out, humiliated comrade, which dominated the sky overhead. All had witnessed first-hand the pumping of the Kaiju's tremendous dong within their sister heroine's utterly outmatched human pussy.
"Sir," Omega Woman said, stepping forward, "I volunteer to be enlarged to fight the creatures!"
"Me too!" Green Spectre said, stepping forward as well.
"Me three!" Got Gal said hastily, completing the line.
Standing side by side, all three heroines blushed slightly, and hoped no one noticed the slight tenting of their nipples through the straining cups of their giant bras, or the slight hint of moisture that had suddenly appeared at the crotches of their taut, skimpy panties.
They needn't have bothered. For the General was already off in a world of his own. A world of fantastic visions. A world in which Got Gal stood proud before Los Angeles, Omega Woman thigh-deep in the Chesapeake, and Green Spectre's proud ass hovered protectively over the Golden Gate Bridge. And, despite himself, he couldn’t help but imagine what would happen if they too failed. If they too were left lying upon the smoking ruins of their respective cities, shredded costumes draped humiliatingly across the few remaining landmarks, their enlarged pussies vomiting forth their own ruinous floods of triumphant Kaiju cum. He thought quite long and hard about that. But it was a risk he was willing to take.
"S-Splendid idea, ladies!" the General said, extending his hand. "Why, this could be a whole new branch of service! U-under my command, of course! But first let's get you deployed to-"
He cut off as the ground briefly rumbled beneath their feet... then went still again.
"What the hell?" the General said, trying again to ignore the way the rumbling had set the three pairs of super-breasts into a state of violent pneumatic motion.
Then the rumbling started again, and the ground began to shake.
"Another creature?" Green Spectre asked, struggling to stay on her feet.
"Can't be!" the General said. "I'd have been warned!"
Then, all four slowly turned their heads upwards as they realized the true source: Ms. Americana was squirming.
Like vast mountains of flesh to either side of them, her immense thighs quivered. The ground shook, and a couple more half-destroyed buildings collapsed. At the base of her ass, the suction crews cried out in panic as a large dollop of Kaiju cum dribbled down out of her pussy, burying them under several stories worth of the sticky alien seed.
In the distance, they heard a loud low keening as Ms. Americana let out a deeply sexual, deeply feminine moan.
"What... what is happening?" the General asked.
"I don't know," Got Gal said. "But… but I have a bad feeling that..."
She was interrupted as a second and much larger gout of cum erupted from Americana's pussy like a sticky volcano. With great effort, Ms. Americana's hindquarters lifted up ever so slightly in the air, and shook. And, as they gaped upwards in horror, the three heroines and the General watched as her gigantic pussy slowly spread open high above them... and a baby kaiju stuck its massive head out and screamed.
SUMMARY: Ms. Americana uses an old villain’s captured growth ray to grow to giant size in order to confront an invading Kaiju. The fight goes back and forth for a bit, costing her her bra, but she eventually seems to emerge victorious. However, with a surprise swipe of its tail the creature rips off her belt. She falls sprawling across the city and, without her powers, finds herself literally unable to rise. The monster then rips off her panties, positions itself over her, and extends a huge Kaiju-size penis. Ms. Americana gets thoroughly fucked, brought to orgasm, and impregnated, all on live TV and with what remains of her city literally looking on. In the midst of climax the creature hypnotizes her, causing her to moan forth a message advising all human women to voluntarily become brood slaves for the imminent alien overlords. After finishing inside her the creature returns to the sea. Later, a group of heroines meet a general in the ruins directly beneath Ms. Americana’s pussy to discuss their next steps, only to get a front row seat as high above them her snatch peels open and a baby Kaiju starts to emerge…