Party crusher

Olivia was headed to a party when she started to grow. She was looking at her phone, and didn't realize until she felt her foot land on something.  On the ground was a man, or what was left of him after she stepped on him. He was just barely bigger than the toes of her boots, and she was still growing. Olivia, now aware of her growth, began to stretch past the rooftops. By the time she had finished, she was more than twice the height of the apartments on her block. "This is not where I expected to be tonight." she said to nobody in particular. Each of her steps shook the city and cracked the pavement as she wandered around looking for something to do with her size. A man fleeing on the sidewalk caught her eye, one she knew, but not one she could name. He might have been a neighbor or a coworker. She bent down and pinched him between her fingers curiously. She sat down on a building like a stool and kicked off her heeled boots. The concrete cracked and buckled under her weight but it held. She rested one nylon-clad foot against the side of the building and used the other to brace herself against the ground. Returning to the tiny man and turning him between her fingers she began to look him over like a little girl seeing a bug for the first time. "Look how tiny you are! You're so cute I could just eat you up." She stopped for a second and a devious half-smile spread across her face. "Maybe I could." Olivia brought her fingers to her mouth and wrapped her soft lips around them. He clung to the finger for dear life but was easily sucked back onto her tongue with a quick smack of her lips. The night air was cold against the wet tip of her finger, but she was too focused on her new snack. She sucked on him like a candy, drenching him in spit and shoving him against the roof of her mouth, and making quiet noises of delight that at her size could easily be heard from below. He was suddenly flung into her throat with a nearly silent swallow. He moved down as a slight bulge in her throat to her stomach where he splashed into the acid. Olivia stood up from her makeshift stool, causing small chunks of it to crumble where her left hand pushed off of it. She explored at her new size, not caring for the people she accidentally crushed underfoot. She wasn't trying to crush anyone, but nylon-clad feet occasionally fell onto the ant-like populace who were far too small to outrun them. She scooped up people when she could, one at a time or by the handful, and plopped them into her mouth where they were sent to the same fate as the first in her belly.