Vanessa wanted to be big.
She wanted to be huge.
She wanted to be the biggest.
At 150 feet, her monumental form looms dominant over the modest downtown. She saunters down the avenue. The tallest buildings barely reach her hips. Tremors from her footsteps resonate for miles. She never imagined herself so powerful. So magnificent. So sexy.
At her size, she could leave utter destruction in her wake. However, she carefully steps over vehicles and around buildings, limiting the damage to the roads, left pulverized by her feet. Terrified crowds scramble to move out of her path. Fortunately for them, Vanessa harbors no ill will toward the tiny folk. Her wrath is reserved for one specific person.
Tyler never gave her the attention she deserved. He found her attractive; he didn't desire her. He liked her; he didn't worship her. He'd even shrugged off their breakup as if women her caliber were a dime a dozen. Leaving him wasn't enough. She would prove she was greater than any woman, any person, he would ever lay his eyes on.
Reaching Tyler's building, she chuckles. The five-story structure is barely waist high to her. Dropping to her knees, her oppressive mass excavates the ground beneath her. She runs her finger along the paved roof, the concrete cracking and buckling with the pressure of a single digit. She raises her fist and prepares to smash a hole in the room but reconsiders. It would be a shame to crush him before he has a chance to see her in all her glory.
Vanessa clenches her hand. Long fingers pierce brick, steel, and sheetrock and she rips the roof open. Leaning in, her menacing grin looms over the tiny figure.
"So, Tyler,” she purrs, the heavy bass of her voice rattling the building to its foundation. “Am I big enough for you now?”
A confused, terrified woman screams amidst the dust and debris.
"Oh my god!" Vanessa cries, recoiling at the sight of the unfamiliar apartment décor and occupant. "I am so sorry!"
The woman continues shrieking, unable to even comprehend the sight before her.
"It’s okay, it’s okay!” Vanessa shouts, waving her hands. “I'm not going to hurt you!"
The trembling woman struggles to gather her bearings. "W-w-what is going on!?!?"
Vanessa clenches her eyes shut, dropping her face into her hands. "Oh, jeez. Does Tyler not live here anymore?"
"N-n-no. I moved in a m-m-month ago."
"Well, this is super embarrassing." Vanessa snaps her finger as a thought occurs to her. "You know what? He's probably at his sister's across town. Sorry again. My bad!" She turns and strides away. Her thundering footfalls fade in the distance as the shaking, sobbing woman stands alone amidst the wreckage of her apartment, gazing up through her demolished ceiling into the clear blue sky.