His piercing voice rang out over the loud speakers. As the reverberation died down, he began to hear the screams of the terrified audience.

  The crack rapidly advanced upward and split open wide, sending a white cloud of dust into the air. A huge, freckled shoulder tore through the wall and continued skyward; breaking through more of the hotel's side as larger chunks of debris began raining down on both ships.

  Sailors dove overboard to save themselves as sharp boulders crashed into the decks. The British Captain, jumping into the water not being part of his performance, began to sink as his bulky costume absorbed the murky liquid.

  The giant shoulder suddenly shifted to the side as Kim pushed through the floors in order to give herself greater distance away from Nikki. Her tanned knee cleaved through a third story window as she turned and the impact sent glass showering into the crowd.

  As her toned shoulder disappeared back into the building, one mammoth breast burst apart a huge section of wall, pushing a bed and two dressers over the side into the brink; a dark nipple flicked a padded chair out as well. The other breast was quick to follow, crashing through the thin walls and scattering plaster and window shades into the air. The firm globes filled the space where the eighth floor and a good portion of the ninth floor wall used to be.

  They were huge and round, firm and proud. Even from the vast distance, onlookers could see the speckling of freckles across their tops, dark specks of deep brown across already bronzed skin. They smashed through sturdy sheets of concrete and sheet rock as Kim playfully jumped up and down on cute toes that were almost a hundred feet below. They bounced heavily, clearing out any stray building that tried to frame them, over the toned layers of muscle in her chest.

  An enormous hand appeared from out of the inner darkness of the building; they were illuminated fro a moment by a sudden spray of sparks that poured out from the remains of a seventh story window. The smooth skin of her elbow shattered through another section of wall as she raised her arm upward. Kimberly giggled as she ran the tips of her long fingers over the the pert nipple of her left breast. The already stiff tip glistened with light sweat as she played with it, pinching it lightly and reveling in the pleasurable waves it sent through her growing body.

  Another dresser spilled out of the ninth floor and bounced off her buoyant flesh, flying after being thrown into the air. It tumbled end over end, gaining momentum until it collided with the forward mast of the pirate ship, knocking apart the, once sturdy, wooden structure.

  "JESUS! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THOSE ..."

  The Captain flew backward after being struck dead in the chest by loose timber; it swung with terrifying speed after being torn from it's place in the forward mast. He hit the wall behind his ship just as fireworks exploded from the top of it, brightening the sky with firelight.

  The titanic breasts heaved for a moment, as Kim quickly inhaled, and began to rise upward again. Her wide chest took out more of the wall than her shoulder had and Kim was pleased at both the progress of the demolition and of the slight, tickling sensation it sent through her spine.

  No one could hear her continuing laughter over the violent destruction.

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  The lights of the crystal chandelier swayed gently back and forth as it dangled from the high ceiling of the hallway. An impatient young man stood beneath it as he watched, scratching a small scar on his left cheek with his thumb nail. He turned around to look at the door to his hotel suite after glancing at the ticking hands of his watch, tapping his foot in gentle rhythm.

  "Come on baby, I want to get into the pool before they turn on the heater in it."

  He ran his hand over the new pair of trunks he had purchased in the Caesar's Palace Forum shops. They had just been washed and were ready for a quick dip in the private pool before he ordered something off of the dinner menu.

  It was good to be on the top floor; the penthouse was definitely where it was at. If only he could say the same about his company. He moved some of the long, dark brown hair from off of his shoulder and slung his beach towel over in it's place; the Sante Fe print went well with his tanned skin. He called out again.

  "Are you coming or not?"

  The ground suddenly rumbled underneath him. He bent his legs, slightly crouching as he waited for another vibration, but quickly straightened them as his hotel room door slowly opened. He smiled.

  "About time."

  A tall, brunette woman stepped out with a slight pout across her thin face. The blue bikini she wore hugged her body and pushed her small breasts up and together enticingly while her bare feet settled softly into the carpet with her slight weight. The bright red towel she had draped over her left arm had a large picture of Betty Boop singing on the front.

  "I'm sorry, but I had to find my card key." She blew a nervous bubble with her cinnamon gum as she shrugged. "Are you sure we should be doin' this? I mean, the fire alarm is going off and I could have sworn I felt the ground shake."

  "It was nothing baby." He walked towards her, putting a hand on her shoulder to help calm her down "It's probably just a false alarm. If there was a fire in the building, they would want us to stay put anyway. They'll let us know what to do when the time comes."

  "Aren't we supposed to leave if there's a fire?"

  "Not if it isn't serious, they don't want people running around in the halls and stairs in a panic. We'll be okay; trust me baby."

  "But I heard there was a quake in Los Angeles the other day; what if we're havin' one here right now? What if they can't let us know because something electrical is not working right somewhere?"

  He smiled reassuringly.

  "I seriously doubt that; they have backups for any kind of emergency. Everything is okay. Now come on, let's get to the pool."

  She sighed and smiled slowly; his hand was warm and soothing and it helped to ease the nerves that were afire in her body.

  "I guess you're right, let's go. Oh!" Her face suddenly lit up in mild shock. "I forgot my book!" She turned around and opened the door, quickly disappearing inside.

  He shook his head as he rubbed a hand over his thin goatee.

  "For cryin' out loud."

  The ground shook again. He stretched out his arms to help steady himself as he felt the whole hallway lurch. His eyes went wide with alarm; the chandelier began to swing again, this time with a wider arc as the glass jingled melodically. He heard the loud crackling of snapping timbers of wood and the floor suddenly dropped down beneath him by more than a foot. The violent fall sent him tumbling to the ground where he tried to brace himself up on his hands.

  "Oh, this can't be good."

  The ceiling cracked, pulled apart by the increasing tremors as dust began to filter through the new hole. The chandelier came loose form it's mooring and hit the carpet with a crystal crash. He could hear the destruction of another one down the hall and behind a corner as the tiling could no longer support the weight.

  The door to the suite opened again and his companion stared at him open-mouthed as she dropped her book.

  Something pounded beneath him, tossing him a couple of inches into the air, and the floor slowly started to rise. He tried to get to his feet but the shaking kept him on the ground. There was another loud snapping, the carpet near his feet tore and a piece of the concrete under it lifted through. Three smaller pieces quickly followed, the thick threads of fabric covering it like a stretching web, and then the whole pile started to rise into the air.

  He rolled backward, away from the pile, just as Nikki's gigantic head crashed through. It tossed aside weightless rubble as it smashed the thin barriers in it's wake. Her light blonde hair shined in the flickering hall light. Her head took up the entire fifteen foot wide hallway and broke away more of the floor and side walls as it completely ascended.

  She blinked her light blue eyes as she saw him sprawled out on the floor in astonishment. She smiled broadly, a humbling sight that made his muscles freeze as he watched it grow into view from beneath the crumbling floor. Nikki just gazed down on him and laughed.

  "I'D MOVE IF I WERE YOU LITTLE MAN."

  Her head hit the ceiling and easily plowed through it as her neck began to stretch through the hole; it was long and gleamed a pale white. Suddenly, the walls next to it completely gave way, the rooms behind them collapsing, as her broad shoulders crashed into them, moving through unabated. Her eyes disappeared through the roof and she began to giggle. The floor in front of her buckled and a large beam split with a thundering crack.

  "TOO LATE! GET READY FOR A SURPRISE!"

  Another beam snapped and the floor under him began to rise again. The rug gave way with resounding tearing as Nikki's gargantuan breasts replaced it, shredding through the remnants of the gold and black fabric. The leftover chunks of concrete spilled down the wide curve of her massive cleavage as she destroyed almost twelve by twenty-five feet of the hallway and adjoining rooms with wide, bountiful flesh.

  He fell between her breasts, holding tight to the smooth skin, and began to rise along with them, cushioned in between their firm roundness.

  The brunette screamed wildly as one of Nikki's enormous nipples tore through the floor, the thick, dark tip pushing a nearby painting off it's perch on the wall. Her brown hair flailed around her head as she shook it. She dropped her towel and slammed the door, her shrill cries still audible from behind it.

  The tops of Nikki's breasts hit the ceiling, deformed slightly, and shattered through the plaster. The young man rolled forward to avoid being crushed and caught a view of the massive hole left behind by her growing body. He quickly realized he was sliding down her front and cast about for something to grab a hold of. His hands found one of her stiff nipples and he clasped on to it as hard as he could, the bloated tip was almost as the same size as his head.

  More of the ceiling gave way as her breasts pushed through it, making his current position increasingly precarious. The floor in front of the door to his room was gone and there was no where to go but straight down. Her nipple was quickly approaching the ceiling and he closed his eyes as he braced himself for the impending impact.

  He only made it through about a foot of the thick plaster when his body hit an unbroken pipe and dislodged him from Nikki's swelling breast. Broken floors began to race by him on one side and a wall of ivory flesh on the other as he plummeted to the earth. He timed himself and reached out with his arms, catching hold of her navel; it was surrounded by a thin, fine mat of soft hairs that seem to point downwards. His arms quickly jerked taut and her skin slipped out of his grasp, slowing his descent but not stopping it. He slid down her smooth skin for a couple of seconds, then entangled himself in the furry carpet of her crotch.

  He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his arms wrap around the thick matting. He took a quick look around before shrugging.

  "Well, at least she's a natural blonde."

  The air beneath his bare feet was warm and fairly moist. He cocked an eyebrow and looked skyward. Nikki was apparently enjoying herself immensely, the thin plain of her stomach rippling as she giggled. The rest of his view was obstructed by falling debris that he tried shielding away from his head with flailing hands. Her hips were crashing through more of the building, widening the gaping holes that her breasts had originally created.

  Nikki carried him for a little while longer; but when she had grown to the point where he was back up around the ninth floor, he slipped off and slid down her smooth leg all the way down to the lobby where he crashed into Adam's limp body.

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