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This city nearly crushed her - now she was the one doing the crushing.
Anri started out chasing the dream of being in films, then aimed a little lower after no success and tried for a life in TV. When that fell through she ended up waiting tables, but even that line of work came to an end and soon she found herself having to strip to make a living.
Every night she witnessed something worse than the night before; men debasing themselves to her body, drunken fights, thefts and even a few murders. One night a small-scale riot had broken out at the strip club, she barely escaped with her life. This was Anri's breaking point - she'd had enough and snapped. She'd tried to be good, waiting for her turn in the sun - but now she decided to join the criminal classes of the city and break bad. And Anri knew exactly how she was going to do it.
Stripping in the club had one advantage. Men often let slip a few secrets when the liquor was flowing and all the blood from their brain was being diverted elsewhere by the dancers. The girls Anri performed with often used these little slips to gain a bit of cash by extorting the men stupid enough to admit to anything like cheating or embezzling around the podium. Anri of course had never used someone's secrets for personal gain before - but now was the time; and she'd been sat on the biggest of secrets for a while.
The club was often frequented by researchers from a military facility up town. These men, though smart, had no skill with the ladies so often resorted to frequenting any place where their hard-earned money could do what they could not. Their ability to hold their drink was as equally bad. This led to many of them spilling secrets to the strippers that would likely get them killed if the army ever found out. Many of the girls often ignored what they had to say, a lot of it was stuff that couldn't easily be used for blackmail and the rest was just sciencey jargon. But something one of the scientists had once drunkenly boasted about had stuck with Anri; he'd claimed to have made a growth serum.
The scientist had ranted about how he'd worked so hard on it, just for the military to archive it because it only worked on women. Anri would have never dreamed of stealing it when she first heard about it - but now things were different. The scientist had divulged enough information for her to know where the serum was kept - she just needed the skills to get at it. Thankfully the club was frequented by every kind of criminal the city had to offer too, and she knew exactly who to ask.
Anri set to work the next night, approaching punters she knew could help. Conversations were had, introductions made and amounts of money agreed upon. With little effort she'd assembled a crack team of criminals and set them to work heisting the serum. Of course the criminals had no idea what they were stealing - she'd made sure to promise them a lot of money for keeping their noses out.
She hadn't even finished her shift when the criminal team she'd assembled returned with what she'd asked for. They tossed her a small case asking if it was what she was looking for. She looked inside to see the syringe of strange serum inside. Her mind was dizzy with the idea of growing that she was barely aware of her contracted criminals demanding their pay.
"You never said there'd be guards." the safe cracker complained, "So we want double."
"Oh, right - I hadn't budgeted for that." admitted Anri.
"Well you better..." threatened the team's cat burglar, "We risked our lives for your little vial of drugs."
So they'd looked inside? There really was no honor amongst thieves - at least they just thought it was only drugs.
Anri thought quickly, "Ok, I've got your money - its in the back office, just give me a minute."
She practically ran into the boss' room behind the stage. Of course her criminal team weren't easily fooled and were banging on the door as soon as she locked it after her. Anri's heart was beating - she barely had enough to pay their original amount they'd agreed on, there was no way she could afford this.
"What are you doing in here?" angrily shouted her boss who she'd just barged in on counting his earnings from the shift.
She was about to apologise when the boss spotted the syringe in her hand.
"Hey!" he snarled, now even angrier, "I keep telling you girls to lay off that stuff. Track marks scare the punters off!!!"
As her boss got up from behind his desk, angrily advancing on her, and the door behind her started to buckle Anri realised she had no choice. She shut her eyes and injected the serum.
She opened them again when she felt something thump into her head. She assumed it was one of her angry criminals hitting her over her head - but she was wrong, it was the ceiling. She was now seeing the world from a new perspective - on top. Her boss was slowly backing away from her as she dropped to her knees to avoid bumping her head again. At this point her angry pursuers broke in, immediately cowering back from her hulking form slowly filling the room.
"What the f-" was all one of them could manage before she swept them all aside with a single swipe of her arm.
Immediately she felt the thrill of what she had just done. She stared at her ever-enlarging hands realising their power.
"Anri - what have you done to yourself?" asked her boss, looking smaller and smaller to her with every passing moment.
Now doubled over to keep in the room Anri reached forward and grabbed the fat little man.
"Let go of me." he strained, but Anri only smirked, "Please - you can help yourself to all the money on the table."
Anri squeezed the insolent little bug for his insulting implication that she was some sort of mortal being still who could be bought off.
"Ok ok ok" he bellowed, "There's seven million in the safe back there. I'm sure you can get into that now with your... strong fingers."
7 million? He had seven million dollars in there when she stripped for a two digit sum each night?
Anri's anger flared, it was time to eat the rich. With little thought she stuffed the fat little man into her mouth, enveloped him with her tongue and swallowed.
This seemed to be what her body was waiting for. Her growth had plateaued for the last few moments - but now it went into overdrive. She burst through the walls and ceiling of the building as if they were nothing. She was soon filling the street the strip club sat on. She looked down to see the tiny punters staring up at her gigantic naked body in awe. There was no way they were getting a free show she decided, before bringing her foot down and wiping out the remains of the club and most of the city's criminals in one fell stomp.
Time had passed since that evening and the city had come to accept its place at Anri's feet. The inhabitants worked hard to cater to her every whim, providing her clothes and food out of fear of what she could do to them if they disappointed her.
Anri would often wander to where the strip club had stood and stand over the crater to remind herself of where she'd come from before looking out across the city - her city.
Meta: I'm happy for Anri and wish her the best of luck with her new music career - but damn, I wish she'd done a few more lewd shoots with her new boob size. That being said; the costume she wore for her new band's reveal was awesome which is why I had to use this shot of her wearing it.
Its been a while since I did something as a simple as a giantess stood amongst a city's skyline. Of course I had to complicate it slightly and play with the lighting a bit, adding new sources of light to match those shining on Anri.
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