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A Picture's Worth a Thousand Feet

By QuetzaDrake

WARNING!: This story will also also most likely not be appropriate for anyone who isn't a godawful pervert such as myself. It will contain macro/micro sex, micro insertion, orgasm denial, inflation, soft vore, macro growth, and female masturbation. If you've still got a problem with that, well, I don't know what else to say.

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Uh, want some cookies? I got them at the bake sale down the road.

Miles had heard the reports. He didn't believe it at first on that first morning, but the damage he saw was undeniable. Buildings were destroyed, city streets had giant footprints and drag marks embedded into them, and mysterious lakes full of thick white liquid were popping up everywhere. People were being reported missing, finding perhaps only the tattered remains of clothing. Crazed near-victims were hysterically raving about a kangaroo bigger than the Empire State Building with genitals that could probably fire off into space or a wolfess quickly becoming bigger and bigger each time she was spotted.

It had been a couple of days since that fateful day, and the world was quickly becoming aware of these giants rampaging through cities, and the government couldn't hide them for much longer. Miles, unfortunately for the government, was determined to foil them. Miles, a young and cocky otter, was a simple freelance photographer, capturing news-worthy photographs and selling them for hundreds to whoever brought the highest offer. He had made an alright living thus far, but ever since these giants appeared, he had practically become a celebrity.

You see, Miles was the first one to ever capture these giants on tape. His footage (although not aired on national television for obvious reasons) officially proved that these monsters were fact, not some rumor or "unique, experimental demolition techniques." Of course, he was paid a very handsome sum for the tape, but that didn't satisfy the otter. He hungered for more than just footage of a giant kangaroo's hip and partial shot of his enormous penis passing by. He wanted to catch these giants from every angle, every position, and, if the rumors were true, every stage of arousal. Miles was determined to become a rich man by the end of the day.

Miles was absolutely prepared to get every shot he could, too. He was dressed to the teeth and nail in photography equipment: cameras of all sorts, tripods, film in every one of his vest pockets, video tapes, memory sticks, batteries, lenses... whatever camera equipment you could think of was probably on this man's body somewhere. He was determined to get the pictures and video he wanted.

Miles drove along in his Jeep, wind attempting to knock his driver's cap off as he sped along. He was following the trail of a few witnesses' testimony (as well as an enormous line of footprints alongside the road) and was confidant that it would lead him to his prize. Miles thought about his fortune-to-come and what he was going to do with it (a pool full of Jell-o came to mind) when he suddenly hit the brakes hard, skidding slightly left. Miles looked in awe at the sight before him.

An enormous, naked wolfess sat probably a mile away. She was huge, indeed; Miles saw that her head reached far above the electrical pole by her still standing (the pole on the other side had been crushed under her step). Miles marveled at the sheer size of her, even at this distance, before he remembered that he was supposed to be taking photos of this thing.

Miles, obviously not wanting to attract attention and get killed (though from the reports, it might not be such a bad death), gathered his equipment and hastily made his way towards the giantess on foot. Usually an otter wouldn't be so keen on running, but this particular ectomorph had gotten his fill of it running from security guards and angry celebrities he had managed to catch embarrassing photos of. It took him less than 10 minutes to get within a good distance from the wolfess.

Up close she was even bigger than Miles had thought before. The macro was sitting, but if she were to stand, she could easily beat 400 feet. Miles quickly hid behind some nearby heavy brush, making sure he made no noise (though the wolfess probably couldn't hear it so far below her), and stared at his target further. The wolfess seemed to be doing something with her arms between her legs, and whatever it was, she seemed to be enjoying it. Miles noticed a large puddle of clear liquid underneath the macro, with its boundaries expanding every-so-often by a few feet.

Miles got out his 35mm and put a zoom lens on it, quickly aiming at the wolfess and looking through the viewfinder. She noticed that, despite being a giant monster, she was pretty cute up there. He took a shot of her face, then zoomed out and took a shot of everything above the waist. Miles then zoomed in on her legs, and could see through the camera what she had been doing all this time.

It seemed that...well, she was shoving some people into her vagina. As strange as that sounds. Miles gawked at the sight for a while before remembering to take a few pictures. His shots revealed that she wasn't really pushing these various furries (mostly men it would seem) into her, but they were only being gently coaxed or held into her exposed, person-sized pussy. The regular-sized folks seemed to all be naked and fighting their way into the wolfess's crotch, some of them rubbing themselves against her lips, others engaging in licking, and one strange guy who seemed to actually want to climb inside.

Miles lowered his camera for a moment, simply staring at this weird scene in front of him, before deciding he just had to get this on video. He sheathed his 35mm and brought up a digital camcorder, loaded with fresh batteries and a 1 gigabyte memory stick. He quickly turned it on and pointed it at those desperate, naked people rubbing against the giant wolf's vagina. He zoomed in, even catching a few of the people's faces, locked in ecstasy and pleasure, recording the entire ordeal.

Suddenly, the wolfess's moans grew loud, and Miles saw that her cunt was visibly pulsating. He pointed up at the macro's face, which had become one of frustration and need. She seemed to mouth something, but it was too quiet for Miles to hear. He caught sight of her shoulders moving and quickly aimed back at her groin. Miles gasped slightly as his camera caught the giantess's hands pushing them into her vagina, that one fellow finally succeeding in his goal and entering her.

Miles crouched there, simply mind-boggled, as his handheld camcorder caught the horrific scene. The macro girl maneuvered her large fingers with incredible dexterity, pushing the people into her one by one, until none were left. Moans and screams of pure euphoria erased any other sound as her pussy was filled with writhing little beings. Miles couldn't help but notice that his pants were becoming quite tight, but he simply couldn't give attention to that as he stared at the tiny 3-inch screen.

The wolfess suddenly began panting louder and faster, her vagina pulsating harder with each breath, liquid pouring out like a faucet. Miles struggled to keep the camera focused as a deafening scream nearly popped his eardrums, the poor otter using his free arm to try and cover his ears. Miles squinted and looked at the camcorder's screen, seeing that a large amount of her juices were dripping out, occasional spurts firing out every-so-often, but from the sounds of it, a lot more should be exiting her tunnel. The giantess suddenly screams again, Miles swearing that he was going to become deaf after this, as more spurts shot out like gunshots, as if a dam was cracking but not breaking.

Miles was confused until the wolfess once again screamed, her hands crashing down into the earth and tarmac, gripping it as if it were silk sheets, dust threatening to ruin Miles' shot. The otter suddenly heard what sounded like a firehose underneath the noise of the wolfess and couldn't believe his eyes as, seemingly all at once, those people had popped out of her cunt into a pile and a literal geyser of juices were firing over them, the road literally being blasted away like sand where it collided. Miles' muzzle stood agape as he struggled to aim and figure out what had just happened over the noise of this wolfess.

From what he could gather and see, those people had blocked the macro's supposed orgasm, keeping her backed up. The people, being stuck and having no other choice, had apparently swallowed a huge amount of the wolfess's cum, becoming large, bloated versions of their former selves. Miles zoomed in on the pile of squirming, wet blobs, recognizing faces of those he had captured on camera not five minutes ago.

Miles tried to protect his ears for a full ten minutes until finally the wolfess came down from her peak, panting deeply from her enormous orgasm. The not-as-small furries below her attempted to get up, but didn't make much progress as the juices they had entered simply spurted out of their orifices as they moved. Miles shook his head and was convinced he had just become insane; this was just nuts, even compared to that shot of the kangaroo he had become famous for.

Miles noticed that the monstrous wolfess's hands let go of their grips on the ground, the cracked and grinded pieces of blacktop and earth crumbling down. The wolfess dusted her hands off on her stomach fur before reaching for the pile of bloated furs. Miles then noticed that his camcorder's batteries were dying (today's batteries just didn't seem to last as long as they used to), so he quickly switched it off and, with all the expertise of a professional photographer, set up a tripod and traditional camcorder within seconds. He quickly reacquired his shot and was shocked to find that the giantess's hands had scooped up the pile of people and was slowly raising them up.

Miles pointed the camera upward and screwed the tripod tight at a shot of the wolfess's head and shoulders, that handful of people just in the boundaries of the camera (a perfect shot, even if the contents were fairly disturbing). Miles watched through the eyepiece as what seemed like a large smirk spread across the monster's muzzle. Miles couldn't have seen what happened next coming.

The giantess's maw opened wide and the pile of bloated furs could only writhe about as they were sent down her gullet whole. Not even 15 seconds had passed and those people had vanished into the depths of that beast's gullet. Miles strained to keep from doing a lot of things at once (vomiting was choice one, masturbating to get rid of that annoying erection was choice two). The otter saw the wolfess's throat bulge as she gulped those poor people down, the camcorder catching it all. Miles was close to fainting; this whole event was almost too much for a normal person to take in without going crazy. Unfortunately, the wolfess was about to take him over that line.

The wolf's stomach visibly shook and growled, as if thanking its host for the "food." She clutched her middle contently, licking her lips and groaning gently. Miles was confused, until he noticed that the macro was slowly becoming larger in his camera's eye. He thought that perhaps he had accidentally hit the zoom button, but as he removed his eye from the camcorder's viewing piece, he saw through his own ocular orbs that the giantess was, in fact, growing.

It was hard to tell at first, but as she started to moan in pleasure, her bottom and feet began to stretch outward, ground underneath them cracking and buckling under her increasing weight. Miles couldn't believe it, but there she was, a huge wolfess becoming bigger before his eyes. She started growing more quickly, taking up feet in single spurts. Miles could only gawk as his head was forced up and up as she increased in height and mass, the wolfess moaning in ecstasy as she expanded. Her breasts heaved on her chest as her breaths became deep and fast, those spheres clearly growing with each push of her diaphragm.

Miles remembered his camera and quickly brought his attention back to it, reacquiring the shot of her and catching the various parts of her body growing. He got her heels visibly scraping through the road, chunks of dried tar being left in their wake. He caught her huge breasts growing larger and her hands now exploring her increasing size. Finally, he centered on her face, her beautiful face wracked with pleasure as she fondled herself.

Miles shook his head in disbelief, wondering when it would end. Her growth spurts came so quickly now that it just seemed to be one long one. She was now pouring juices out of her lips, making ponds and lakes out of the craters her form created. She grew higher and higher into the clouds, the electrical pole mentioned earlier now barely as tall as one of her toes. Moans could be heard most likely within a mile radius as she continued masturbating, a whole fist seemingly jammed into her vagina and the other hand kneading her aching breasts.

Finally, she screamed in euphoria as an enormous jet of fluids, much bigger than the previous, once again fired out of her petals with the force of an atomic bomb, Miles having to quickly grab the camera and duck down to the ground to avoid being hurled into the air. Dust violently pushed over his shielded self, the poor otter gripping into the deep roots of the brush to stay down. All his ears could hear was the incredible screaming of a climaxing macro and the gushing of fluids that could only be described as a tsunami.

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After what seemed like an eternity, Miles felt the dust and air above him settle down, as well as hearing instead the loud panting of a huge canine coming down from a huge orgasm. Miles cautiously lifted his head from his arms and looked up. A sea of grey fur met his eyes, the wolfess so large that her buttocks had nearly grown over him. He looked up, then disconnected his still-running camera from the tripod and pointed it almost straight up, barely getting a shot of a wolfess's muzzle, a tongue lolled out and dancing with each heavy breath she took.

Miles surveyed the area with his camera, seeing that the wolfess's feet extended far past what they had before, long, huge craters filled with female cum in their tracks. The huge blast of her orgasm had apparently rocketed off somewhere in the distance, the effects not even visible here besides the initial crater where her pussy had decimated the landscape beneath her.

Suddenly, Miles noticed that one of her feet was (to him) slowly approaching. The wolfess's knee reached up to her stomach, her foot raised in the air, until it crashed down, nearly knocking the unsuspecting otter off his feet. The other foot quickly followed suit, Miles holding his equipment close to him as the ground shook like an aftershock of an earthquake. Miles looked up as the giantess's form rose high into the air as she stood. As she stood to her full height, Miles could only stare, awe-struck. This monster, in seemingly an hour, had tripled in size, becoming most likely 1200 feet.

Miles's open muzzle shut as the huge wolf's foot raised up into the air, landing a few hundred yards away. Miles quickly got out his camera again and filmed the macro girl as she began to walk away, seemingly away from him and the road, towards some unknown destination. From what he could see of her face as she fled her crime scene, she seemed to be very excited about something.

Miles, as greedy as he was, was almost cursedly curious. Despite having footage that would make him a legend for years to come, he wanted to know where this enormous wolfess was heading and why she seemed even more excited than before, despite having two earth-shattering orgasms that he knew of. Miles turned off his camcorder as the wolfess began growing smaller towards the horizon before running as fast as he could over the carnage and back to his Jeep.

Luckily for Miles, his Jeep had remained in-tact, though slight scrape marks in the earth suggested that the huge wolfess's tail may have nearly knocked it clear into the next county. Miles loaded his equipment in before himself, buckling his safety belt and flooring it. He steered the Jeep off-road, heading towards the direction that the giantess had gone. He wasn't sure what he would find, but he knew that whatever it was, it would change his life forever...

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To be continued once again for the last time later.

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