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Marta part 3
🕑 Added 2024-12-16 18:00:12 +0000 UTCMarta slowly lowered her body down on the skyscraper. It was large but she was very wet, and as she dropped down its length she could feel those sharp edges simply melt away as it conformed to her shape. The rigidity and sharpness of this structure of steel and glass came into contact with the unfathomable power of her muscles and gave way, softening and contorting. The shattering glass and crumbling concrete was nothing more than a puff of delicate fine powder against the mountain of woman that was crushing it, and the torrents of her juices that were lubricating it.
Marta paused for a moment to bring her leg up from a kneeling position to a squat. She was careful, trying to keep the structure as still as possible, still firm on its foundations. For now. She dropped a little further and gave a delicate gasp as she filled herself up. Pausing, she took some breaths and concentrated on holding the building there, clamped within her, and then began to slowly rise. Before the top few floors came free of her she began to sink again. It was easier this time. It slid back into her as she began to pump up and down in a slow steady rhythm. The top section of the tower now fit easily within her, and as those upper floors crushed and compacted together she began to slide further down at the bottom of each pump. She increased her pace, eyes closed, hands wandering, focusing on the pleasure, and the thought of all those tiny people, trapped within her, helpless and terrified of her body, dwarfing them a thousand times over.
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The building shook continuously. There was a side to side motion, but also an ongoing rumble that dislodged plaster from the ceiling, and a terrible screeching sound as the fabric of the building twisted and bent. Then it went dark, as outside the view over the city from the famous Bellinger Tower was replaced by a wall of sliding, wet, pink flesh, lit only by the lights from the offices inside. It pushed up against the glass, that somehow still held, even as the violent motions of the building continued. People were thrown against wall and furniture. They tried to run, away from the windows and towards the exits, looking for a way out. Then the motion stopped, or at least partially. There was still a thump, thump, thump, that seemed come from all around them. Then the the wall outside started to rise. Still the glass here held, the wet flesh sliding past. For a moment light poured back in and there was a smeared view of the landscape from the windows before the dark wall descended again. This time the windows could take it no longer, and the glass shattered, cascading inwards. The humidity and smell flooded the office, along with thick flows of lubricating fluids.
Comments
Pandoza
Thanks! Wanted to see this view but didn't think it could be a standalone for the week.
LoveGiants (Polyamorous) Seeking 4 BrotherHusbands
The view from inside the building is excellent!!!!! ❤️🔥
CaptainHowdy
Love everything to do with this character!
Pandoza
Thank you! I'm going to take that as a huge compliment. Grildrig was my gateway for me back in the day. An incredible writer, especially of that sexual rampage style.
Njord
Very Grildrig-esque, both the scenario and the descriptions from the regular humans’ POV
