The night was a warm, but fair, ninety degrees in Las Vegas that evening. The dry wind made it pleasant for the sleeping pigeons on top of the Treasure Island and they cooed with one another, bragging about another wasted day.

  The building seemed to have acquired the annoying habit of shaking from time to time, but they had quickly gotten used to it. They kept on cooing, balancing on the various wires that humans seemed fond of stringing along everywhere.

  A flashing red light that stood atop one of the small, metal towers quit flashing.

  They didn't care.

  One of the ventilation shafts echoed with a resounding boom, the metal vibrating with the forceful sound.

  A few of the pigeons quieted for a moment, then returned to their hoots and trills.

  A large crack suddenly appeared in the roof over one of the hotel arms; it split open wide, exposing the bones of the building beneath it.

  One of the pigeons opened an eye. It quickly ruffled it's feathers and closed it again, returning to it's light sleep.

  A pipe ruptured with a metallic pop and hot steam whistled out of the crack in a bright cloud.

  Now this perturbed some of the pigeons, particularly those seated around that new crack. These pigeons took flight into the air and found a nicer spot away from the geyser where they promptly went back to sleep.

  A deep rumbling began to shake the entire rooftop, an underlying tremor that was punctuated by violent quakes.

  This was a little more than the pigeons were accustomed to. Some of them became worried, turning their heads sideways to look at their perches. Others got up to find another rooftop.

  The crack widened and light pouring out from it for a few moments before fading away. Giant fingers, each over eight feet in length, poked out and curled around the edge of the crack. They braced themselves for a second, then pushed up.

  The roof above her crumbled as Kim lifted it away; remaining pigeons soared into the air, fleeing for a more stable roost for the night. She tossed the wreckage aside as her brunette mane grew into view through the new hole. Her tanned forehead and brown eyes appeared, quickly followed by her small nose and smiling lips. Her laughter could faintly be heard in the street far below and it caused a driver or two to stop and listen.

  A moment later, Nikki's head burst through another section of rooftop a good fifty yards away. Her short, blonde hair took out two metal towers and an electrical shed as she ascended; they crumbled like they were constructed out of popsicle sticks, disintegrating about her tremendous head and falling around her ears.

  Within a matter of seconds, their shoulders had made it through the top; wide sections of roof jumped upward and spilled over the broad expanses of their backs. Kim shook her head about and loose planks rained down as the silken strands of her dark hair tossed them aside. She smiled and Nikki smiled back.

  Nikki stretched out her arms, taking off the rest of top floor as she swept her hands through it. The thick walls crumbled as her thin fingers tore through them, spilling chunks of debris outward with explosive force. The waves of sound vibrated through car windows that lined the boulevard. Her wide hips broke through the eighth floor walls, smashing through the orange siding with graceful, white skin; the toned curve of her posterior tore through long expanses of the walls above as she continued to grow. Nikki shifted her weight to help relieve the pressure pressing against her thighs and her left foot took out the entire Keno ward. Her thin heel knocked out one of the last support beams and the rooms three floors above it crumbled.

  Part of the hotel's foundation ruptured and the smooth curve of Kim's cute toes poked out; each one was almost two feet tall and extended well over three feet out of the broken barrier. She wiggled the right set and the remaining wall around it collapsed into rubble. Her feet just pushed the bits of debris away as they swelled longer and higher.

  The lagoon was filled bits of concrete and battered parts of broken pirate ship. The English man-o-war was covered with furniture and busted televisions, the sails torn by shelves and dressers that continued to fall upon it. A few stragglers were still screaming around the wooden docks as they ran for their lives. Almost everyone in the lobby had fled the building, leaving their cars in the parking lots and luggage in their rooms.

  For the other floors of the hotel and those left behind in the casino, it was already too late.

  Kim's breasts cleared the ceiling, the roof above them lifting up violently as their round firmness refused to yield. The loose pipes and shingles slid off them and plummeted into the street. She ran her hands down her tanned front, brushing away stray bits of building and pouting as she saw the sheer amount that her growing body had taken with it.

  She grabbed hold of the sides of what was left of the roof, her upper arms flexing slightly and flaunting the deep lines of muscular definition, and slowly gyrated her hips as she steadily continued to grow taller. Kim's stomach tensed as she pushed her lower body through the remaining floors in slow and deliberate circles of motion. She closed her eyes and smiled as she felt her firm backside easily brush through steel and mortar, waving through whatever building still stood.

  Nikki just forced her way out of the building, the sturdy construction being no match for the sheer power of the giantess. She walked forward, her legs crashing through the spliting exterior and her long feet crushing the small trees that lined the sidewalks in front of the hotel. The concrete crunched audibly under her massive weight and jagged cracks appeared in the grey stone around her heel. There was a immense roar as what was left behind her rained down to the ground from it's once impressive height.

  And the Treasure Island collapsed.

  The implosion was tremedous and shook windows up and down the Vegas strip. A cloud of milky smoke billowed outward and clouded the traffic-packed streets with a thick layer of dust; it slowly settled amisdt the roaring horns of panicked drivers.

  And towering above the grey mists, looking down at the shrinking panorama before them, were the two-hundred foot tall, naked forms of Nikki and Kimberly.

  "HI!" Kim smiled and stretched her long legs. Her calves tensed as she brought herself up on the tips of her toes and reached her hands up into the night sky. She brushed the trimmed fur of her crotch with the nails of her fingers to clean away any stray bits of debris from the moist hairs. Her hardened body rippled at the slight sensation of pleasure and the firm globes of her breasts bounced heavily.

  Free of the hotel's confines, Kim lifted one of her feet up and began to walk towards the street. The tires of rows of cars began to screech, skidding away to escape the approaching giantess. Bumpers collided with metallic crunching and drivers began to pile out of their seats to reach safety on foot. Each of her steps vibrated through the ground, making footing uneasy as they ran.

  "HELLO." Nikki put her hands on her wide hips and gazed over her surroundings. Behind her, were the sunken footprints of where she had passed; the asphalt had been pressed down by over half a foot by her sheer weight. Hundreds of broken pieces of blackened street were crushed down in a frighteningly familiar pattern where a solid plain had once been.

  She playfully kicked at a tall light post and sent the metal pole hurtling end over end until it collided with a white minivan with a glass shattering crashing. The car spun widly out of control as the driver stuggled to gain hold of the wild steering wheel; his horn blared out as he collided with a long bus. Nikki smiled and they both looked at each other.

  Kim shook her head as she scanned the glittering lights.

  "I HATE THIS TOWN AND EVERYTHING IT STANDS FOR."

  Kim looked down at her feet and at the tram line that ran between the Treasure Island and the Mirage. One of the two cars was stalled on the tracks, the power that propeled it cut off with the demise of one of the hotels.

  "I THINK IT'S TIME TO DO A LITTLE RENOVATING." She slowly bent down, moving closer to the long car.

  Inside the terrorfied occupants watched helplessly as she knelt down; some beat on the plastic windows, struggling to pry open the locked doors. The car shook lighlty as the gigantic curve of her smooth knee struck the ground. Her bent legs and toned stomach filled their view as the emergency lighting flickered on and off. She leaned forward and her immense breasts passed by the window, quickly replaced by her huge face; the individual freckles sparkled over her smiling cheeks.

  Kim laughed as she gazed upon all of the squealing passengers. They pushed at each other, beating on whatever their fists could find as she stared at them with wide eyes of dark brown. She slowly reached out and took hold of the tram with both hands. Her brunette mane fell about her shoulders as she leaned forward and strands of it beat against the metal plating of it's side with soft and incessant pattering.

  The car lunged to one side, tossing passengers into the walls and throwing others from their seats. The whole of it began to creak, compacting slightly in her massive grip. The pink skin of her palms pressed against the windows, filling up all of the transluscent panels and lightening in shade as she tightened her hold. A number of the people screamed, their cries echoing loudly in their prison. One of the lights shattered and sent a hiss of sparks over the frightened crowd. The car lurched again, the sound of metal bending starting to overshadow their screams.

  Kim continued to pull. The train stuck to the tracks for a few seconds, but a quick tug from her straining arms easily tore it off. She slowly stood up, the muscles of her body tensing as she did, and examined her prize. It was green with black trim and had gone dark ever since it had left it's power supply. Kim couldn't see anyone inside but she could here their cries.

  Inside the train, the passengers were plunged into darkness. They watched as the wall of Kim's body passed by as she lifted the car up to her face. The swell of her taut biceps stood out in strong relief from the arms that held the car firmly. They all cringed on the floor, watching the smile of the beautiful giantess fade as she continued to stare at them, her long fingers curling around the sides.

  Kim slowly frowned, feeling a deep sense of guilt suddenly wash over her body. She slowly knelt back down and set the tram car down on the sidewalk; the bent wheels scraped against the concrete with a chalkboard screech as she put it down. With a poke from her long fingers, she tore a set of sliding doors from off of it's side; she watched it for a moment, then sighed when nothing happened.

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