Leah - HD version (Patreon)

Leah is 1437 cm tall and weighs 28306 kg.

Leah. That was the name on the account that just mystified John.  There was only one photo of her but she was gorgeous. Mahogany hair when  the light hit just right, emerald green eyes. John couldn't help but  laugh at her bio.  '6 foot plus only.... Nah, just kidding, I'm happy with any height,you  won't be taller than me anyway.' Was how it started before going on to  briefly describe her hobbies and likes.

That first cryptic line snared  John's attending, but as he read more, he saw they had a lot in common.  It just made that right swipe more certain.  What surprised John was the almost immediate like back. And then a  message!  They hit it off immediately. Initially, John began to question if he was  being catfished but, in no time at all, Leah wanted to meet at a  restaurant across town. It was an expensive place but she reassured him  that she'd be paying for herself.  John knew something was up but he decided there wasn't much to lose.  Worst case scenario, she'd stand him up, right?

John got to the restaurant 10 minutes earlier than they'd agreed. When he mentioned Leah's name the waiter smiled and led him through the restaurant, passed rows of empty tables. Passed all the tables. They continued out of the main seating section and to an outdoor seating area that looked out onto a garden like area. "Um..." John was about to ask why they were sat in such a secluded area when the waiter cut him off.  "Oh, Miss. Leah is a valued customer of our establishment. This is her usual table where she entertains guests." He didn't elaborate further, instead pulling the chair out for John and indicating for him to take the seat, politely.  The red flags were waving in John's head. He wanted to leave, that previous, niggling feeling eating away at him. He bit the inside of his cheek and suppressed them, stepping forward to take the seat.  The waiter took a drink order and departed, going back into the restaurant.  John was left to his own devices for a short while, just looking at his surroundings and the greenery that had climbed over a white, wooden patio.  It was nice out he-  The guard quaked subtly. Just enough to be felt. John wondered what had caused it when it happened again, harder.  Then again. And again. Each rumbling harder than the last. The knife and fork rattled on the table as John's heart rate spiked. He gripped the table, terrified that an earthquake was tearing through the ground.

He was frozen in fear as the quaking began to get more and more intense. He turned to look inside at the waiters who seemed.... Perfectly calm?!

He clutched at the table, grabbing  the wine glasses and trying to keep everything steady when suddenly the world went dark. John looked up just in time to see a gargantuan foot descend on the other side of the table. The massive figure blotted out the sky. Leah put her second foot down and then turned to shoot a smile at the terrorised John.

"Hi." Her voice echoed out.  She took a step back that rattled his teeth and then dropped to her knees. Then she carefully fell forwards, propping herself up with her elbows and sending a gust of wind blowing over John. The table cloth whipped up but he managed to hold everything down as the floral, perfumed air washed over him.  The giantess interlaced her fingers and propped her chin up on her hands. "See why I don't care about height?" She laughed softly.  "U-um, y-yeah." he laughed back. "It's pretty clear now.