Kaiju Summer Fun 2 (Patron Reward) (Patreon)

[The following story is a reward for a patron. Thank you so much for the support!

The following is an original story featuring original furry characters: a female moth-kaiju and a female cow-kaiju, both ~100 meters tall. Other giant furry characters make an appearance. Contains themes of destruction/rampaging; body exploration; lactation; feet/stomp/crush; nudity/swimsuits/damaged clothes; near-vore; breasts/breastheld; massaging/flirting interactions; fighting between giants.]

The summer temperatures had been unforgiving all season, and no workforce in the city endured the record highs more than the harvesters – them, and the two gigantic monsters from which they reaped their treasured resources from. Upclose, the individual harvesters appeared not too different from other outdoor laborers, dressed in slack uniforms and bright reflector vests, equipped with the tools and machinery needed for their jobs; they stroked sweat off their brows, applying themselves tirelessly to the tasks that remained that day. It was from afar that they looked less significant, climbing and navigating the vast bodies of the docile kaiju pair, as though they were leeches feeding off the excess of superior lifeforms.

Yet despite the grueling and belittling nature of the job, there were no complaints to be heard – at least, not from any of the harvesters hard at work. It rumbled in the air like a sighing storm, almost too heavy to be described as the whine it was: “Ugh… Is the shift almost over…?” Though dense due to her scale, the voice was otherwise sharp and feminine, carrying a tone of privilege and conceit; the elite attitude belonged to Chime, the rosy-maple moth-kaiju that was laid out flat on her front within her designated field, stretched similarly to a sunbather. Fully-black compound eyes glared over her pink-furred shoulder and at the scattering of harvesters that worked in the shade of her cape-like wings; she scoffed, “Aren’t you guys done yet…? I’m so bored, ugh,” one of her four hands rose to fan her face, “and this heat is dreadful… I feel like I could melt…”

That impatient behavior had become a staple part of being a harvester for Chime, but the summer heat had made her especially short during her shifts – despite how all that was required from her was to lounge and lay still. The humans did all the work, traveling around her insect body with back-strapped vacuuming machines that allowed them to take the moth-kaiju’s unique resource: the shimmering dust produced from her wings. Its sparkling quality made it appealing to craft into beautiful jewelry, but it also had the properties to be used in electronics and even explosives. In exchange for allowing humans to have her excess dust, Chime was rewarded with any luxury the humans could develop, including a supersized smartphone that usually preoccupied her during her shifts. She had developed a fondness for social media stardom and used her profiles to boast her kaiju lifestyle. She uploaded plentiful pictures of herself, many of which showed off her monstrous features, such as her horn-like antennas, her digitigrade legs, or her fur-sleeved arms. A portion of Chime’s following was particularly fascinated with her “tail,” the extension of her abdomen that protruded behind her, and which often contained the densest amount of her dust. Anything that earned her more attention and recognition was a trait she prized herself on, but while laid out on her front to be harvested, there were only so many angles for fun selfies. Chime groaned frustratedly, craving to be let free and enjoy herself.

“Mmm, being dramatic again…~” the neighboring kaiju hummed amusedly, her voice husky and mellow compared to Chime’s whinish tone. Indeed, she was a much bigger monster than the moth-kaiju beside her, larger in every dimension; though Chime was a towering 90 meters tall, she only stood chest-high to the 130 meter-tall cow-kaiju, Luisa. Like a mountain, the chocolate-furred woman sat up-right in her adjacent harvesting station, surrounded and speckled with tiny citizens that were hard at work. One restful eye peeped at the workers and offered an encouraging smile, “It looks to me like they’re wrapping up~ It can’t be too much longer, mm?”

But the more Luisa spoke, the more difficult she made the procedure for those collecting her resource: her famous milk, which she took great pride in providing from her magnificently massive bosom. Even relative to her scale, Luisa’s breasts were outrageously proportioned, as was ordinary for a kaiju of her kind, but what she lactated was even more incredible. More than just a delicious beverage, her milk had miraculous healing qualities that revolutionized the city’s healthcare, and the calcium itself could even be purposed for construction materials – both the bodies and the buildings of the community had her bountiful milk to be grateful for. While Luisa happily supplied such a resource, it still required hours of labor to harvest; gigantic suction pups had to be attached to her tits and monitored thoroughly as hundreds of gallons of milk were pumped through the transparent tubing. Observers could see the white stream travel from her chest and down into the silos beside her, where it would then be divided into smaller containers and moved into the processing factories nearby. Routinely, teams would scale her body and use machinery to unequip the old suction cups so that replacements could be craned into position, and there was constant traffic with shipping trucks transporting the milk to where it was needed. Luisa championed a positive attitude with regards to the job, simply pleased to be of service – when harvesters stumbled on her body and fell into her cleavage, she felt complimented to fish them out from that fleshy depth and put them back to work. As motherly as she acted, some harvesters could look past her monstrous traits, even enamored with aspects like her thin tail, her stubbed horns, and her hooved feet – the moment she ever moved, however, would instantly dissuade anyone from standing too close, her heavy-set build infamously known to cast tremors from even the shortest steps.

It was in heed of that dangerous fact that sirens began to sound, announcing the end of the shift, and a warning that the two gigantic women were about to move. The harvester teams expeditiously removed themselves from the superior bodies, but that was not fast enough for Chime, who immediately began itching to rise. The workers on her back were threatened with being thrown aside when she adjusted her four arms under her, inclining herself off the ground at an angle that slid the humans towards the fuzzy base of her tail. It was a scrambled scene that Chime was unconcerned about, nonchalantly feathering her fingers down her body to dismiss any stragglers. That was in contrast to Luisa’s team, who remained stable while the harvesters scaled down her body, utilizing rolls of skin as footledges to descend from. Though she sat still as could be, she could not stop droplets of sweat catching up with the workers and barreling into them, sometimes drenching them into her fur until they fought their way out.

“Finally! Another minute of that and I would’ve become a puddle…” Chime sighed as she pushed herself up from the field. Her wings spanned outward and assisted in standing her, flapping towards the ground to better propel herself onto her feet. Because of her rushed mood, she whipped powerful winds into blowing out around her, sweeping the stumbled harvesters off their feet and causing a cascade of supplies. The event earned even less pity than usual from her as she stood high above the human problems, fanning herself with one hand while the other three hung lazily. “That should be plenty of dust,” she smugly remarked, “so you humans have no excuse to bug me again for a while. Bleh, this heat…”

As tremendous as Chime’s rising had been, it paled in comparison to Luisa when she stood up next, each of her movements causing everything nearby to shake and shudder – yet the cow-kaiju continued talking casually, unphased by her own immenseness. “Don’t be so hard on them~” she cooed, “but I admit, it is rather hot…” Luisa first moved her hooved feet out from under her, stamping into a field that had long-endured her flattening weight; when she stood up, both the air and the earth rumbled, a storm of pressure that accompanied her mundane movement. At the peak of her height, she huffed proudly, taking care to lift and balance the extra mass of her breasts; one had to be dropped so she could swipe aside the sweat built up under her horns, not realizing how it was flicked onto the processing factories beneath her. “Whew! I feel so much lighter~ Good work today, everyone~” Luisa sang to the busy harvesters, blushing with pride.

“Sheesh,” Chime said, having taken one step outside the gated harvesting station and onto a kaiju-dedicated path made of reinforced concrete. Her compound eyes drilled into her phone screen; “It doesn’t cool off for hours…Hey, Luisa! Let’s go to the pool, okay?”

“Mmmm, the pool… That sounds so refreshing right now~” Luisa swooned, slow behind Chime to exit out of her allotted station. Once outside, she brushed fingers beneath each breast, slicking away annoying remnants of sweat that had built up underneath over the day. Another hand swept at the dirt and grass impressed into her butt, her tail assisting with little swats; “Hah, we’ve rarely visited it ever since we asked for it to be built. I’m sure the city will appreciate seeing it put to good use!”

Rumbling rang across the dense districts of the highly-developed city – advanced urban architecture, designed with enhanced suppression technology in its roads and structures that could weaken the tremors, but not quite nullify them absolutely. Business yet buzzed on as usual, uninterrupted by the approach of two giants, but indeed adapting to the kaijus’ presence with detours and redirections. Alerts reached out to the population in the form of smartphone notifications and news broadcasts; billboard-sized jumbo screens displayed maps above vital corners of traffic, updating the population via friendly graphics that pinpointed where the two giants were, and where they were headed. Drivers bemoaned how it would affect rush hour, their everyday routes now changed with little detours and potential stops, but no response was uncivil – a mundane downside, outweighed by the vast benefits the kaiju themselves provided for the city.

Massive hooves and talons pounded in patterns between leagues of highrise buildings, but there was never any concern for destruction or mayhem, not as long as the kaijus kept to their designated pathways. Designed like artificial rivers, the special roads wove through the city to allow the women free passage between wide ranges of buildings. Drawbridges connected those blocks together for traffic to cross between, but those options were since reeled closed, only allowing a select few bridges to remain laid out while the kaiju traversed around them. Congested streets brought cars and trucks to a crawl within these highways, but public monorails zipped onward via raised rails, surpassing the obstructions and continuing with their schedules; as phenomenal as the event was, the city was ready with efficient responses that minimized disruptions, no differently than radical weather. Citizens were thus free to observe Luisa and Chime amidst their everyday routines, glancing or gawking out their car windows, turning away from their work desks and outside their offices, looking up from their phones and sometimes snapping a picture.

Social media spiked with activity. Hashtags specific to the kaiju popped as a local trending topic. Scrolls of pictures were being uploaded – lowly angles for most of them, but some stood out if the perspective was above groundlevel, all of them wanting to capture an exciting glimpse of the celebrity monsters. Chime, however, was unimpressed with the selection, scowling at some of the worst photos that appeared on her super-scaled phone; “Blurry… Too low… Too much leg… ugh,” she rolled her head back and caressed her tail-like abdomen, “does it really wobble like that?”

“Mmm…? Wobble…?” Luisa wondered, peeking over Chime’s shorter stature to see a video playing out on her phone. It was a recording, taken just a minute ago, from the point of view of a coffee shop customer; the video showed Chime and Luisa passing by the business without a wink of notice, the setting shaking because of their heavy footsteps, pointed particularly at the moth-kaiju’s backside. Indeed, Chime’s abdomen bounced and swayed, as seen until the larger Luisa blocked the view with her chocolate fur. “Hey~ There’s me!”

“Yeah yeah… You and your big butt…” Chime teased, spreading her fingers to zoom-in on her friend’s posterior as it consumed the final seconds of the video. “Heh, is all that gonna fit into your bikini still…?”

“Mmmm! I sure hope so~” Luisa laughed blissfully. She touched her cheek shyly, “I would hate to make them go through all that work of making me another… but, if I did get bigger, that’s just better for the whole community, mm?”

The pair’s playful conversation carried on as they came closer to a persistent bridge of mixed traffic in their path. Chime was an experienced phone-gazer and sensed the tripping-hazard in her way, nonchalantly skipping over its center – a flutter of her wings made her movement gentle and light, casting only the slightest more shivers around her wide steps. That grace was unfortunately followed by the less-aware Luisa, whose focus had fallen squarely on the video; when the bridge came underhoof, it went unnoticed – nearly.

But nearly was a moment of terror for the hundreds to be accounted for crossing that bridge beneath her. Alarms sparked and horns flared, triggered by the very real threat that they could be crushed in that instant – their lives lost in a ditzy misstep, an accident that would cost millions. Though so much of the city was designed around these two titans, mishaps still occurred because of their clumsiness, but none that made a worthwhile argument against cooperating with the kaiju. Those panicked hearts had strong reason to beat so rapidly, very likely to become an example of what had to be sacrificed for these creatures’ leisure.

“Luisa, look out!” Chime whined. Her antennas twinged to the rioting sounds that sprung up under her friend’s hoof; she paused Luisa midstep, palming her plush belly. A lower-arm pointed down, “Remember the bridge?”

Luisa’s eyes perked from their soft, lazy stare. Her hoof was stopped, only just short above the road. Rows of vehicles were ringed in its shadow like targets, each of them itching to get away from a flattened fate; a passing monorail was stalled when the hoof crunched into the bridge’s upper supporting structure, the extent of her damages. The hoof lifted higher, aimed farther ahead, then planted into the fortified path it belonged in– booom! The step staggered into completion, leaving Luisa’s legs split in an arch over the traffic. Anxious onlookers realized how close of a call they just experienced, gawking up the weighty legs and up to the perineum looming overhead.

The cow-kaiju’s horned head curled forward curiously; “Oops! Sorry everyone~ It was a long day…!” Her apology was made laughingly, announced passively as she proceeded with bounding her other hoof up and over the bridge. “Take care~” Luisa loosely waved at the chaos she left behind, stomping on along with Chime on track to the reservoir. She giggled next to her friend, “I must look like such a klutz…!”

Chime swiped through a refreshed timeline, no less disdain than before. “Bimbo is more like it,” she remarked, sourly noting that Luisa was the center of social media attention once again with a stream of photos showcasing the grim underside of a hovering hoof. “Maybe I shouldn’t have stopped you…”

The kaiju pair were then within the downtown district of their metropolis, designed so densely that broad buildings were built like walls right along the ledges of the artificial path. The tallest among these structures stood as high as Chime, and thus stopped short next to Luisa. Windows from top to bottom acted as mirrors that reflected their huge images, and hiding behind the glass were lines of dazzled onlookers on every floor. Apartment residents stepped out onto rooftops and balconies to watch, many cheering for the kaijus as they made their usual trek around their homes, hoping to earn even a glance of their celebrity attention. It appeared Chime was offering just that when she stopped and bowed forward to one such wall, but she was in fact using its reflective surface to prime her appearance, only acknowledging the people after she was done. A smile, wink, and wave left the crowds in high spirits as she skipped back up to pace with Luisa.

Another bridge was stepped over, that time without incident. After crossing, Chime’s stare followed a direction of traffic that went into a city block, intrigued with the flashing signs and urban landmarks. “... Hm? Isn’t that new?” she asked. “That billboard… did we approve that?”

Luisa’s thundering ceased as she stopped and looked into the district, shifting her angle until she found what Chime pointed out. Hanging above a busy junction was a digital billboard that looped an advertisement of beer flowingly poured into bar mugs, enhanced with cartoon graphics – depictions of Luisa and Chime’s heads offering their approval of the beverage. It was a consequence of their stardom that their distinguishable images were used generously across the city, including commercial use; they could not help but be considered the mascots for the area, and so the public used their faces and features as marketing icons. Restaurants were themed after the kaijus, and entire streets lifted their names and defining traits – the billboard was unsurprising, yet also unapproved, unlike the businesses and products that did earn the proper permission.

“Mmm… I think so,” Luisa replied, leaning in from behind Chime to look that much closer at the billboard in question. The amber-colored ad hypnotized her for an entire loop, almost ignoring the animated depictions that popped up on screen. She licked her lips and hummed, “A local brewery… That sounds delicious~ especially on a steamy day like this.”

“They know the rules~” Chime sang, turning back to where they were headed. A fourth arm pulled weakly at Luisa’s wrist, “Let’s go for a quick visit! It’s on the way~”

A new wave of alerts was sent out to all citizens, a warning to the population that the two giants were bounding in an unexpected direction. Chime’s impromptu decision to head elsewhere caused new delays and disruptions throughout the community, but neither she nor Luisa were aware of such issues, blissfully acting out their desires believing humanity would adapt appropriately. They giddily jumped over a bridge and skirted around buildings, looking out for just one specific facility – all else earned only a passing glance from the giants before they hurried along, certain that the brewery was nearby.

“Aha! Here it is!” Chime called out to Luisa, recognizing the branding from the advertisement labeled across the walls and machinery of a factory location. From where they were within their designated lanes, the kaiju could hover outside the brewery’s perimeter, allowed to wander around the edges as though it were an inaccessible room. Chime, however, proved that nothing was truly off-limits to the titans, as she lifted a foot over the fences and onto the property – her talon found a square of pavement to be placed, a space made vacant from the processing workers that happened to be there. More alarms sprung up, but Chime continued inside with confidence; “If you’re going to use our pretty faces on your products, then we get a cut of the business. That means free samples, whenever we want.”

Dozens of employees scattered to safety as their workplace was ambushed by the arrival of the two kaijus. While Luisa loomed outside with a wide and thirsty grin, Chime strutted between storehouses and silos, imposing herself upon the people and their routine procedures. The narrow pathways allowed her slender size to squeeze through where Luisa’s width would have been clogged, but her wings and abdomen would occasionally catch onto corners and utilities, snagging on those spots until dislodged with a shrug; roofs creaked and walls cracked, small damages that were compounded by the rattling effect of her wandering steps.

Chime scanned the edges of the factory until she found what she was looking for, inevitably locating the shipping garages in the back of the facility. Big rigs of various lengths were at a standstill when the kaijus visited, even those heavy vehicles shuddering to each of their footsteps, prompting business to halt. In the middle of loading and unloading, employees scattered across the pavement to perceive the looming moth and then fled outward from those angles, taking refuge wherever they could as an insectoid foot swung high above to decide on somewhere to be; most ran back inside or to the fences, but others trapped themselves in the trucks, cautiously waiting for the encounter to end before daring to go outside.

“Here’s the good stuff~” Chime giggled, crouching over the garages. Her abdomen swayed especially low behind her, scraping against utility ports and snapping through cables under that absentminded immenseness. She tilted her head downward, her attention pointed into a series of trucks backed into the building that was almost her seat; “Are these going out for delivery? Then it’s no problem if they get a little rerouted?” With a lick of her lip, Chime reached down and singled out a truck to claim. Her fingers first trickled the sides of the freight in a drumming rhythm, unaware how badly she startled the cargo handlers inside, and similarly blissful about picking the truck up into the air that next moment, curling her grip completely around it and lifting it under her vision. Only then, because she considered peeking at the shipment through the unloading door, did she realize the humans in her possession. She greeted them with a wry smile, “Hey, thanks for the beer~ but you better hold on tight to something. This’ll just take a second~”

Two additional hands swept low, equally greedy in how they plucked their own trucks to be sampled, while the fourth arm was a center of balance for her posture, hugged between her thighs while she dug into the brewery. From that pose, Chime stood tall and high, taking with her the trucks and the employees within; the first was immediately curved to her mouth, angled so that the crates of bottles would slide right out and into her maw. The packagers in the freight clung to the innermost grates and panels, resisting the unforgiving steepness that was as though a storm had capsized their vehicle. The beer, however, was free to fall out, the thousands of bottles clanging chaotically together as they spilled out of their containers, poured past the truck’s flapping doors. One brave employee watched in awe as the beverages dwindled with distance, almost disappearing – they crashed onto an expecting tongue that was unflinchingly huge, even as glass rained and shattered across its pink color. Chime waited until there was no more cargo to be shaken out before curling her tongue back into her mouth, swallowing hundreds of gallons of the fluid in a petite gulp; at the same did she finally untilt the truck, though she still held it close while she enjoyed the beer’s flavor – an admittedly sparse taste, but enough to satisfy her urge to drink.

“Hmm… Not bad I guess,” Chime remarked, shifting her feet where she stood inside the brewery. The emptied truck dangled at her side as another one was craned up to where it had been; “I don’t really like beer honestly, but hey, if it’s free~!” Before partaking in another drink, she glanced behind herself at Luisa. “You gonna try some, too?” she asked with one foot bounding out of the property, returning to the designated kaiju road.

“Definitely~ but…” Luisa lingered around the brewery’s flanks, the uneasiness of her footsteps shared with the staff indoors, many of them packed by the windows to watch her huge hooves pounding around anxiously. She stared down at the brewery, squeezing her obnoxious bosom into herself for a clear view below; she purred, “I don’t think a little taste like those trucks will be enough, heh…

“How about one of these, mm?” Luisa piqued with interest when she understood the steel silos outside to be full of beer mid-process, learning as much when she poked the top of one and felt the fluid slosh inside. That curious touch provoked a dangerous situation for the workers stationed at that silo, performing their jobs from shafts of various heights; several were thrown to the railings roughly, but the ride would only get harsher as Luisa loomed imposingly closer. Her bent-forward pose eclipsed the setting sun behind her, casting a foreboding shade down her thirsty expression in front of those flustered workers.

On either side of the silo, giant hands arrived at the middle to grab and uproot it – Luisa proved so huge that it was like a pitcher to her. Staggered employees rushed down the wells to retreat, but too soon was the silo unhinged from its foundation and lifted off the ground, a feat that was announced with whining snaps of steel and concrete. A constant metallic groan overpowered the worried wails of workers, carried along with the structure up into Luisa’s possession, yet unheard by the cow-kaiju. They were all then thrown up and down when she jostled the container, listening to the liquid wash around; the silo was then encased between her two gigantic breasts, each globe rounder and wider than the tower was tall. That sheer size and girth allowed her chest to support the structure and hold it steady with one hand while the other rose to its top, her thumb then greedily ripping into the material like opening a can. In doing so, foam frothed out from the opening, generously cascading down – down the silo, washing over clinging employees, then splitting onto her breasts and into her cleavage as a running brook of beer.

That amount spilled would then be outmatched moments later, when Luisa tipped the pitcher-like silo into her mouth. While gallons flushed out of the broken tip and onto her wanting tongue, the workers faced the trial that was the steep angle at which they were carelessly pointed; they hugged onto any part of the structure, several fighting off heavy remnants of the beverage as excess dribbled from her lips and down the side. They shouted in a panic, but at groundlevel, the most anyone heard was the loud glugging of Luisa taking her drink, the distant sloshing of beer followed by the slopping sound of it raining over the brewery after running down her chest. Tested for too long, grips began to wear thin, and thus workers plummeted – some into corners of the maintenance shafts, others dropping into the air, spiraling and kicking, until impact: a fortunately pillowy landing, for Luisa’s outstanding breasts were far enough to catch them, her chocolate fur offering everyone something easy to latch onto.

“Mm-ahhh…! How refreshing~” Luisa hummed after swallowing, steadying the silo in her grasp when she was done. That was a relief to those workers, flung back to a familiar angle, but there were still those that had poured out as part of the drink, mistakeable for droplets splashed along her chest. She nearly swept them off with her hand as though they were, but stopped short when she felt the pinches in her fur. “... Hm?”

“You’re so messy, Luisa!” Chime teased, having watched the situation unfold with an amused expression – unconcerned with how humans rolled and tumbled, at least until she found the few that had fallen onto her friend’s fantastic bosom. Her mood jerked into jealousy, her smirk replaced with an impatient pout. She approached Luisa and sighed, “Sheesh~ Your fat tits are about to swallow some people, y’know. Haven’t you had enough people on your boobs today?”

Luisa laughed bashfully as she attempted to awkwardly balance the circumstance – holding the heavy silo upright, while also keeping her breasts squished together for the sake of those stragglers. Chime stepped into help upon noticing the predicament, offering a few hands where Luisa’s were full; her extra limbs allowed her to hold onto her selection of delivery trucks, while also free to pluck off the brewery workers scattered on her friend’s chest. Whether or not they trusted the moth-kaiju looming above them, they were inarguably pulled out from the brown fur, bundled together into a handful before being dully dropped off on the nearest rooftop. Chime laughed when there was just one last human almost overlooked, having slipped onto a nipple and dangling from its tip; to Luisa’s embarrassment, Chime stopped to take a picture with her phone, knowing her bigger friend was too preoccupied to prevent the photo.

All in all, the women took what they wanted and nothing more, depositing the last worker with the others before continuing towards the reservoir. Chime again led the way, maintaining her grace despite the crunched trucks in two of her four hands, the other pair tapping and sliding through social media; similarly did Luisa lag behind like before, slowed by the silo she carried in an embrace. They were still the spectacle that they were earlier, but Luisa’s clumsy gait made crowds especially anxious; there was the occasional spill that splashed over the silo’s lip, validating that widespread worry.

But shortly thereafter were the kaiju at the reservoir, following their designated track past rows of ankle-high facilities towards the city’s dam, a long concrete wall that curved between two ends of valley land. It was a monumental construction initially designed to provide hydropower energy to the citizens, but when Chime put in the request for the two to have a personal swimming pool, it was renovated for that purpose, a year-long project of fortifying walls, installing filters, and other additions – Chime still complained about the drab appearance when it was revealed. There was also a staff on duty because of their whim to visit, ready to respond to situations ranging from relaxing the kaijus to redirecting overflows; they were already posted at their stations, awaiting directions as tremors indicated the start of the shift.

Brimming with excitement, Chime fluttered to a flat center outside the dam, a fenced-off zone established for them to stand freely in, a width that was as much as several sports stadiums. Circling around that area were tracks and trains, short enough for the two to easily step over; a delivery had been driven in for the titans, a payload that required multiple freights to transport. Chime hurried ahead, rattling the nerves of the train engineers waiting for the items to be received; “Oh, good! Our swimsuits are already here! I did not want to wait.”

“Me neither~ Thanks, everyone~” Luisa giggled, appreciative of the efforts humanity made for their comfort – something Chime was lacking in, already crouched on her digitigrade legs to pick up her swimsuit. Both lowered their beers to the ground while they proceeded to change, ironically becoming more dressed than when they were strutting through the city naked. Luisa first compared her suit against her bountiful figure, judging how the checker-patterned bikini would fit on her. “Mmm… Does this little thing still fit?” she wondered, lifting up articles of polyester that were bigger than deluxe billboards.

“I’m sure they’ll stretch,” Chime said dismissively, herself not having the same problem. Her slender shape fit easily in the floral bikini, a bottom with a transparent veil and a top that was lined with little tassels. Her pink-fuzzed limbs and cape-like wings adjusted appropriately around the clothes while they were put on, subsequently stretched outward so she could look over her fashion; most difficult to maneuver was her abdomen-tail, a pair of hands required to lift it up so she could glimpse at the rear of her swimsuit. “How do I look?” she asked. “Ugh, looks like last year’s style…”

Chime’s fashion issue was compounded by the attention she and Luisa earned from crowds forming outside the fences. Citizens of all sorts were pulling up as close as they could get to the reservoir property, most tantalized by the dreamlike scene of two titans dressing into swimsuits. As the sun dropped closer to the horizon, an ethereal orange glow surrounded the kaijus, casting brilliance from their hugeness as they nonchalantly stepped and twisted into the bikinis. In the corner of her vision, Chime noticed her phone running wild with notifications – dozens of pictures being uploaded at a time, virtually all of them angled like voyeuristic moments so low to the ground. Despite wishing for a more modern style of swimsuit, she was yet delighted to show off her features and provide a performance, stretching and bending to the tune of roused crowds as she made her way to the reservoir.

“Ahg… I-It is too small…!” Luisa whimpered laughingly in her seated position, her arms bent behind her back in an effort to tie her bikini top. She nearly fell backwards in the attempt, writhing to try and shimmy the suit closer to being knotted. “I must look ridiculous~” she sighed, also aware of the people all lined up to watch her – of course, with a body as enormous as her own, she had the most eyes on her at any given moment. The bottom of her suit had already been a struggle to wiggle into, the fabric gripping her ass so tight that it was sinking into the plentiful skin. Eventually, Luisa’s arms dropped to her sides and she turned an apologetic expression to a station of human workers nearby; “Mm, c-could you all help a girl out…? Heh-heh…”

While Luisa laid flat on the ground to let workers onto her back, Chime continued without her – had she been asked to help with the swimsuit, Luisa knew her friend would have just recommended the humans anyway. The moth was eager to relax after all, skipping excitedly along the river that flowed out from the dam. She peeked over the wall that was chin-height to her, dipping a hand into the water to determine its temperature – cool, but not too cold, perfectly as she liked. Impulsively, rather than walk around the dam, Chime fluttered off the ground in a surprisingly lightweight leap, her wings lifting her up and over the concrete wall. Her entrance made waves that splashed up to the lips of ledges, first letting her legs in as she sat on the dam, then followed by the rest of her massiveness slipping in, raising the water levels so that the surface trembled just beneath her chest.

“Haah~! This is what I needed…!” Chime moaned as she sunk into the reservoir and waded into its middle. She was a head drifting across the surface, her smiling expression floating like a boat in the water as she soaked in the coolness. “Can’t believe how hot these summers get, ughh…” Chime gently dunked the rest of herself under the water, disappearing – as disappeared as a kaiju could be – before standing back up to full height, her pink fur drenched and dripping wet with gallons cascading off her. Her smile was then even brighter as she rose like a monolith ascending out of a lake; “Luisa! Don’t leave me alone in here~ C’mon!”

The cow-kaiju chortled at Chime’s urgency, her amusement making ripples down her fat – tremors that imbalanced the team of workers on her back. She could admit to being jealous of her friend already cooling off in the pool, and so she itched with impatience. “Oh, I’ll be there soon…!” she teased, shifting where she laid – her pillar-like arms pushing her shoulders off the ground, her horns aimed at the dam. The newly shaped arch of her back made a steep obstacle for those workers as they were finishing tightening the knots of her top; they caught themselves at first, but when Luisa then lifted her rear into a sprint-ready pose, they were tumbled and rolled around, grasping at her short furs lest they were swept down her back. Luisa giggled in anticipation, “Get ready…!”

Like a rocket taking off, Luisa’s legs pushed down into the earth with tremendous power, launching her forward in a surprise dash of movement. Riled up by Chime’s taunts, she charged ahead recklessly, forgetting the workers as they fell and flew off her back, landing in the recessed land that was where the kaiju had been laying. The crowds outside the premises felt the sheer exertion of Luisa’s power, even from their distance; they recoiled and gasped, then developed into cheers and applause, celebrating their local monster’s display of power. There was no such enthusiasm from the dedicated workers stationed at Luisa’s hooves, frantically responding through sirens and signals that there was erratic behavior at play – a sort of emergency that they expected enough to do drills for. They cleared aside and bunkered into fortified shelters as Luisa cheerfully ran to the reservoir, blowing up the ground into geysers of dust with every fall of her hoof. Her stampede resonated far enough to reach the city, rushing by fast enough to spill over her silo of beer; Chime was right to wade into the opposite corner of the pool, feeling the water pulsate as her friend roared nearer.

“Wait-wait! Just a second!” Chime laughed, tickled as she tried to hurry through the pool, her arms and legs splashing mightily in her amused desperation. “Not so fast…! Ahh!”

Luisa knew better, of course, than to dive bomb into the pool – believing well in her behemoth weight, she trusted a stunt like that would be like a meteor hitting the dam. Rather than jump in, her running staggered to a stop right up to the wall, where she slowed enough to still keep some momentum when kicking her legs up and over. She huffed as her generous flesh careened right above the ledge, directly above a watch post in the middle – where her crotch stretched captivatingly wide for the workers below, gawking above at the ceiling of fur, her perineum tightly grabbed by a strained bikini bottom. Her first hoof splashed hard into the water, unintentionally stomping powerfully until it struck the bottom; the next hoof dropped in much the same, bringing into the pool a substantial increase in volume that instantly made the surface rise to dangerous levels. Inside the dam’s inner workings, alarms were triggered as overflow valves were suddenly made open, alleviating the pressure by allowing excess water to gush out safely – albeit forcefully – into the river outside. Moments later, the torrent of that release reached the crowds, where it earned startled reactions as the water raged right under their bridges; those closest to the edges could lean over and feel the spray of water mist up at them, technically meaning they touched the same water that the kaiju women bathed in.

“Ahh-he-he-he! It’s cold!” Luisa squeaked, a shiver running up her vast height from where her legs were submerged. She settled in without concern of how the water washed around because of her presence, simply enjoying how the waves caressed her waist. She was quicker to notice the effect on Chime, which had pushed her away only to draw her back towards the middle, caught up in the current she caused. Luisa laughed at her smaller friend, “Sorry~ Am I in the way?”

Chime shielded herself with her four arms against the splashes of water, laughing in retaliation. Looking up at the larger kaiju that had joined her in the pool, she could not help but be a bit intimidated, regardless of Luisa’s gentle aura. Staring up at her partner’s chest was especially belittling as it bobbed towards her head, so outward and round that Chime worried one might swing forward and bludgeon her; envy overtook her once again. “Yes! You are!” she answered, attacking back by pushing a pair of hands into the closest of the two tits – both palms sunk into the heavy globe, her thin fingers disappearing into the fur and fat. The lower pair of arms reached for Luisa’s hips, playfully groping her there as well; “You’re eating up all the space, Luisa~ Sheesh, are you sure you’re not getting bigger? Where does this all come from…?”

Initially bashful of her breast being played with, Luisa then beamed with pride over Chime’s remarks. She stood straighter with dignity, one hand cast softly across her heart in a somewhat smug gesture; “If I’ve gotten any bigger, then that’s a good thing for all of us!” she announced. “Knowing how much this community relies on my milk, I’ve got to keep myself plump and healthy~ The trick to the best milk is a good diet, you know!”

Chime rolled her head, not nearly as jealous of her friend’s appetite; where Luisa could eat feasts of food every day, she herself was very particular of what she ate, conscious of how it might affect her model figure. Still did she pine to have such a generous body like Luisa’s, meditating over how just the one boob she grabbed was more than three times the size of her head – certainly the pair must look mountainous to a mere human. She shoved that breast up and let it slap back down, giggling at how the weight pulled at Luisa’s posture. “Just watch out where you’re swinging those moneymakers,” Chime giggled. “You could knock out a kaiju with those!”

“Hah~ They could do a lot worse than that, perhaps…~” But Luisa’s glory faltered, her shoulders dropping with weakness and her grin becoming a grimace. She pressed around her shoulders and groaned, “These girls can be a burden sometimes… Coming to the pool was the right idea. We all need to relax~”

“Need a massage?” Chime asked and offered. “Turn around and give me your back~ I guess I’ll have to do this or you won’t stop bragging~”

“Bragging? Oh, Chime~” Luisa laughed as she did as instructed, rotating her position so that she was facing over the dam’s wall. The water swirled alongside her massiveness, spurring a vortex into motion that could capsize ships. The breadth of her back was presented to Chime like a chocolate-patterned canvas, held still once Luisa was sunken into the water on her knees. “I-It’s the upper back,” she said shyly, “you know the spot~”

Both pairs of the moth-kaiju’s arms spread out across the back of fur, each choosing a sector to begin swirling around. She first coaxed Luisa into comfort, tenderly warming her up to the squeezing sensations and gradually widening the reach of each hand. Chime had to tip-toe and stretch in order to get the full range of Luisa’s back, even despite Luisa kneeling down and hunching forward; the shoulders were nearly out of reach entirely, requiring Chime to gently lay along the cow-kaiju’s back to shrink the distance. In that effort, she shimmied against her friend and groped at her plentiful flesh, a pair of arms dedicated to hugging the wonderfully wide body so she could be steady while massaging the shoulders. The labor was rewarded with a moan involuntarily escaping Luisa, so sudden that she gasped and blushed with embarrassment; Chime continued on with the ritual, motivated to bring pleasure to someone as special as her fellow kaiju friend.

Human onlookers were equally inspired to watch the intimate scene, an audience made out of both citizens and workers alike. Tantalized faces of all walks of life were enamored with what they saw – some impressed by such tremendous entities bouncing almost boastfully about their hugeness, while others fell fascinated over the feminine charms blown-up to awesome proportions. It was an event that earned swelling amounts of attention, and some hundreds of photos taken; the two titans hardly glanced at their admirers, giggling to themselves as though they were alone. They were too accustomed to their always-public, celebrity-like lives, so much so that they could sometimes drift into thinking that the world was just for them.

But reality rumbled back at the duo, reminding them that they were amazingly massive creatures – a spine-chilling creak started to sound from the dam, a warning that went unheard by the growingly-playful pair. As remarkably advanced as the construction was to withstand so much pressure, the combined weights of both women laying along the wall was exceeding its top-tier limits. The ends of each wall rattled most furiously against their cliffsides, the upper border began to bulge slightly but increasingly; it was not until sirens sprang from the dam’s facilities that either kaiju realized a hint of what was happening.

Chime blinked idly from atop Luisa’s back, so high up her friend that her feet splashed at the pool’s surface. “Huh? Is that for us?” she mumbled about the alarms, only lifting herself farther up Luisa to peer past her shoulders.

“Mmmh… You’re not done, r-right?” Luisa asked as she rocked wantingly – unaware that the dam rocked just as much with her. As if sweating under stress, the wall began to crack and leak under the cow-kaiju’s desires. She sighed steamily, “J-Just get a lil’ higher on those muscles~ A-Almost got it~”

Intercom messages desperately rung for the women’s immediate attention, but neither felt obligated to listen with any urgency. They were oblivious to the chaos they caused, that water was flooding into corridors, bursting out of pipes and walls, thrashing through the facility operators and their stations. Evacuations hurried to escape outside, but the dam itself was breaking apart, a danger that encompassed everyone – yet the ladies lingered as they were, until the consequences were finally big enough to affect them. A fissure split down the dam’s center, then webbed, bulged– water ripped out, sprung, and then–

Ckrooo-ooo-ooshhhh!! A sound that smacked the spectators only after the horrific image of the dam struck them speechless. The torrential noise instantly overwhelmed the first round of screams and shouts, the crowds dispersing into a sprawl away from the meteoric moment – two titanic women breaking through the dam, stumbling forward along a tidal wave of the unleashed reservoir. It was the giants’ squeals of surprise that was heard louder than any other response as they were flushed together out of their pool, the countless amount of water spilling with them out of the valley. Luisa was laid flat on her front across the field they had entered from, her hugeness claiming its entirety with an earthquaking face-drop; Chime fell off her friend’s back from that point, rolling forward unfashionably, past the border of the property. The moth-kaiju found herself flung into the kaiju walkway with water rushing right behind her, but her pink-furred legs strayed over into human territory, fumbling around for a place to be. While waves were crashing between buildings and sweeping away cars, the cityscape canopy was no safer, where skyscraper rooftops were at risk of being clumsily kicked; when Chime finally settled her digitigrade legs, they were uncaringly placed arched over and through unacknowledged buildings, where a block of businesses survived uneasily in the arena of the moth-kaiju’s thighs and her bikini-clad ass.

Tragedy washed into the city streets nearest to the reservoir, with water levels as tall as men and at speeds strong enough to pull cars; people and property were unbiasedly swirled into a messy mixture of floodwater, storefronts broken and drowned by the brutal surges. The audience dissolved into the rest of the community that was swept into swimming, hundreds of souls struggling in the water or discovered flatly planted once the worst subsided and drained.

“Sheesh,” Chime plainly remarked, “that was a bit extra…”

“Extra-wha…?” Luisa droned, slower to rise than her fellow kaiju, having much more weight to have to uplift. “Moof… Where’d the pool go…?”

“Ugh, Luisa!” Chime complained, half-cautiously retrieving her legs out from the city. Her hands played with the puddle-like flood around her seat;  “Your crazy tits broke the dam! Aw, man– that took them all year to get ready! Now we have to wait til next year…”

“Mmm, I think you had something to do with it breaking, too…”

“Hah! Me? I’m light as a feather~ Don’t even~” Her pride challenged, Chime jumped up to her feet with her head held high, recovering much quicker from the stumble than Luisa. One pair of arms crossed over each other smugly while the other pair posed haughtily on her hips. “If it weren’t for you wobbling around, I wouldn’t have even– beh!!”

From out of the sky – a behemoth-sized beach ball struck Chime on the crown. It cut off her thought, stunned her completely. Her knees went weak; she dropped where she was standing– boom! Not so lightweight, the kaiju collapsed butt-first onto an office building, tumbling through and into the street behind it. The span of her wings curtained over unfortunate neighbors, her signature dust shivering across frenzied citizens. She would later reckon with her gracelessness when watching found-footage of her falling, embarrassed to see how her perky ass and abdomen tail plummeted into human civilization.

Where did the beach ball hail from? Just after, a voice echoed from afar, calling out from the city’s coastline. “It went over here!” a girlish laugh reverberated through the air – the distinctive volume of a kaiju. “My bad~ I’m getting it!”

Across the city, a different category of sirens rang, accompanied by emergency broadcasts and notifications sent to the population. The graphics on the jumbo screens changed, no longer detailing the whereabouts and information regarding Luisa and Chime, instead alerting citizens of two new kaiju that were quickly approaching from the beach. Unlike the casual response to their own pair of giant monsters strolling over their streets, the mood flashed into pandemonium as people prepared for the absolute worst – as was usually the case when foreign kaiju arrived, whatever their purpose was to be there. While still surviving the flooding caused by the broken dam, humanity then had to bear the terrible tremors of unfamiliar feet, uncertain what type of beasts were upon them until their gigantic images ascended over skylines.

Felicity was the first of the pair to appear – a sheep-kaiju at 100 meters tall; coated in fluffy wool that was fashionably sheared into accessory-like patterns on her body, she also wore a gold-colored bikini and a set of bottom-rim glasses. Despite looking as soft as a cloud, her gleeful skipping into the city created terrible tremors that made roads fissure into chasms in her wake. She strolled right over neighborhoods on a direct route to where her beach ball flew after she hit it, only mildly attempting to step around the grids of homes; when her hooves crashed into these houses, she would whimper a weak apology but continue as she had been. Felicity only slowed down when she approached the reservoir – at least, what was left of it, as she assumed then that her friendly game with the beach ball had made more of a mess than she worried it had.

“Erk… Uh, Daria…? I-I think I broke something…” Felicity whimpered, looking over the swamped setting with concern and confusion. But just slightly farther ahead, she found something more remarkable: the city’s own two kaiju collapsed outside the shattered dam. Felicity gasped, “O-Oh no! D-Did my beach ball do all this?!”

“Felicity~ What happened, huh?” the other kaiju called out to her partner, more slowly following the path of smolder and ruins. As she passed by a half-crushed house that Felicity had seemingly left, she stomped the remains out callously under her own hoof, swiveling her step to ensure the property was vanished when it next lifted away. “If it’s just human stuff, it doesn’t matter. Don’t sweat it – it’s hot enough as it is.”

Though her strides were long and graceful, Daria proved less careful than her friend. Each step was confident and strong, like a model on a runway, and so she was especially callous to whatever destruction occurred underhoof. At 120 meters tall, the deer-kaiju posed a firmer threat to civilization; not only just taller and less concerned than her companion, she bore a pair of antlers that branched out from her black, yellow-streaked hair. Covered in short fur, brown and speckled with white, she similarly wore her own two-piece with a stylish floral design that highlighted her slender, modelesque shape. Daria’s demeanor was overall cooler than Felicity’s, an air of maturity that followed her up to the reservoir – where that attitude began to shift, her brow bent into a glare as she assessed the situation seriously.

The footfalls of these titans stirred Luisa out of her stupor, but she was nonetheless slow to lift up off the ground; she began in a crawl, her breasts hanging heavy from her, then hoisted herself up onto a knee with a great huff. Dizziness, however, still afflicted her as she tried standing; “Visitors…?” she mumbled, trying to comprehend so many sudden changes. Another hoof brought forward got her up onto her legs, but right then, when she took her next clumsy step away from the dam–

Pop!! An explosion of compressed air blew in all directions from underhoof, a bomb-like bang as a result of a supersized beach ball being flattened under Luisa’s massiveness. The remarkable plastic, designed to withstand the playfulness of two kaijus, never stood a chance against so much weight being firmly planted into its middle. Luisa immediately hopped away in a flinch and squeak of surprise, but humanity faced an unnatural terror as wind raced out in a mile-long radius – speeds that surpassed hurricane storms, the cityscape was cut down within that circle, blocks of buildings reduced to their foundational levels. The floods, too, were spun into vortexes and cyclones by the explosion, swirling survivors through the streets they evacuated to as the water was pushed even deeper into the city.

“Eek!” Luisa gasped, more awake than ever after that noise. “A-Ahh… wh-what was that? A beach ball–”

“My beach ball!” Felicity cried, hands lifted in vain towards the destroyed toy – a giant lump of colorful plastic, dead on the ground. “Again?! Wh-Why does this keep happening…”

Luisa stalled to reply, but in her hesitation, Daria spoke up in a spark; “Hey! What’s your problem?! That was my friend’s ball. Is this your idea of payback?” She imposed upon Luisa with a step forward, but was far more intimidating to the humans she stood amongst, crowds that fled from her hooves or watched her from inside shelters.

“Uh… what?” Luisa mumbled, unsure what any of the context was; she was still poking the deflated beach ball with the tip of her hoof. “I don’t–”

“It was just an accident, Milky,” Daria spat. “Couldn’t you wait for one of us to apologize? Or do you have the temper of a bull?”

Felicity whimpered weakly under the rising tension. “Er, Daria…? I-It’s alright, really…”

“An accident?” Luisa repeated, then scoffed. She frustratedly fixed up her swimsuit after each piece was displaced from her fall, composing herself against that challenge – in response to that insulting nickname, she especially fixed her boobs into the cups of her top. “How rude! As if I intended to pop your toy…! That was an accident!”

“Tch,” Daria grinned cockily, “maybe you’d have seen it if your fat tits weren’t in the way.”

Luisa steamed with fury – the only person she trusted to tease her for her body was Chime. “Pardon me?! Mmmr! You’ve got a lot of nerve making fun of someone twice your body mass, Rudolph!” She stepped forward, past the kaiju walkway and into the city proper, stancing herself between waist-high towers filled with stunned spectators lining up at the windows. “Does your friend have wool over her eyes? It was her that caused all this after all. Maybe she should stick to making socks and sweaters.”

Felicity blinked timidly, shrinking behind a wall of apartments. “Daria, m-maybe we should just–”

“Do you have any idea who you’re talking to?!” Daria snarled at Luisa; electricity miraculously trickled from her antlers, powerful enough to zap a nearby radio tower into a billow of smoke. She clenched her fists and narrowed her focus, “That fat head of yours must not realize that we’re powerful kaiju…! And right now, you’re interrupting our vacation!”

“You interrupted our time off from work!”

“I’m about to interrupt a hell of a lot more than that!!”

“Mmm! Big talk from a stick-figure!”

Words fell apart into roars as the two titans then charged at one another, blitzing recklessly through the city center. The women’s blood was ablaze with competitive might; deep in every kaiju’s instincts were triggers into violence, the giant monsters naturally compelled to fight whenever they felt challenged by another. Their pupils tightened as they threw themselves into a kaiju rage, colliding into one another to bombastic effect. The sprinting from them both was harsh enough to bring buildings crumbling to the ground, but even more was devastated when they crashed, rippling the air with a bassy boom. Luisa, with her much bigger dimensions, instantly took the advantage by overpowering her opponent with a bear-hug and lifting her off her feet. Though squeezed out of a breath, Daria retaliated with a static shock generated from her antlers, blasting Luisa into shivering weakness until she was forced to release her. Daria then kicked wide into Luisa’s knee, her hoof cutting right through the wall of a corporate building to get there; Luisa endured the blow and threw a heavyweight punch, but the attack missed and instead smashed right into the rooftop of another skyscraper, completely blowing off its highest floors. It then became a contest of headpower as the two clashed horns-to-antlers, their glaring faces near enough to feel each other seething. The result was Luisa turning her head and forcing both of them into a fall, their contrasting body types cratering through condominiums. Both kaiju were left laid out in the next series of streets, blanketed in debris and beneath a smog of destruction, yet even after that, the giants insisted on fighting – they rose out from the wreckage as it trickled down their amazing shapes, dusting off their swimsuits of rubble and citizens alike before dashing back into aggression.

The city center was an impromptu wrestling ring for the two enormous women. Luisa lifted Daria and slammed her through a hotel; Daria squeezed Luisa into a chokehold, dragging her down into a department store; when the tussle rolled into a railroad terminal, they started tossing train cars at each other, until they ran out of ammo and had to plunge into one another again. Even as their swimsuits deteriorated into dangling shreds on their bodies, they remained determined to have a victor declared, regardless if they were near-naked in front of thousands, more clothed by city debris than by actual fabric.

All the while, as the explosions rang and tremors drummed into the sunset, the shorter two kaiju calmly spectated the brawl from a few blocks away. Chime and Felicity sat atop a luxury hotel wide enough for both of them, though several floors caved under their weights; no more involved in the feud than how it began, they left their friends to fight it out, neither having the energy nor emotion to get violent over a misunderstanding.

“This kaiju fight is fire,” Chime giggly commented. A pair of hands steadied her phone to record the apocalyptic action, expecting the video to do numbers once uploaded to social media. She winced at some of the catastrophic results; “There goes the mayor’s office…”

“I-I hope they don’t hurt each other over me…” Felicity whimpered, shifting uneasily in her part of the rooftop. “It was all just an accident…”

“They’re big girls, they can handle it,” Chime assured her. With a free extra hand, she offered the sheep-kaiju a truck of beer. “Drink?”

“Oh, thank you!” Felicity lit up and happily took the makeshift beverage. “It gets so hot under this wool~”

“Gotta stay cool~ These summer temperatures can drive people crazy, you know.”