ROYAL REWARD: Marnie's Dynamax Damage, Part 2 (Giantess, Pokémon)

Leaving the ruins of Wyndon behind her, Marnie stomped across Galar like a big, unfriendly giant, searching for the next innocent city she should destroy. 

“Hmm,” she thought, tapping her chin as she walked. “I wonder what I should do next…?” It was hard to choose; there were so many good options. She could stomp or kick or jump on the spot and cause a series of earthquakes. She could leap into the air and land on her butt, crushing thousands of innocents beneath her cheeks. Or she could bend down and scoop them up and stuff them into her mouth like so many grains of rice. So, so many good options. 

Before she could decide, she realized she’d arrived at her destination: Balloonlea. Looking down at the adorable fairy forest surrounding the quaint little village, she stooped, ripped an ancient oak out of the ground, and snapped it like a toothpick. She wondered what they thought of that down below. 

After a couple of seconds, she decided she didn’t care what they thought, especially not that miserable Bede. As far as she was concerned, they were nothing more than ants to her. And ants existed to be crushed. She raised her hand. Marnie used Double Slap!

Her palm slammed into the town, over and over and over, each blow demolishing a house or a store. Since, like all the other settlements in Galar, the town was so strangely small, it took only a handful of blows to reduce it and most of its inhabitants to dust. Or big red splats on the forest floor, in the latter case. 

Not everyone died instantly to her attack, however. Kneeling there, Marnie happened to notice a few people crawling out of the rubble. For several seconds she simply watched them, like a child in the dirt studying the worms crawling around them. Then she raised a hand, extended a finger and–

Splot. Splot. Splotsplot.

Leaving the ruins of Balloontea behind her, she marched straight to the East. Soon, instead of trees, it was ice cracking beneath her feet, as she arrived at the edge of the frigid city of Circhester. As she looked down on the place, Marnie remembered the way she’d first been beaten by the fat old hag Melony. She wondered if she were still around… If she could find her, it would be fun to start by squishing her… She ripped the roof off the gym and peered inside. 

When her efforts to find Melony had no success, she pulled back, stroking her chin in thought. Hmm. What would be the most fun way to destroy this awful place? 

The steam from the hot spring wafted around her legs, tickling her exposed ankles. Marnie’s eyes flashed with delight. Ahah! Of course! 

Kneeling down, she dug her hands into the spring and dug, ignoring the tingle of the water against her skin. Now she was so large, temperatures like this meant nothing to her. Forming her hands into scoops, she dug and dug, flinging pile after pile of dirt behind her. (Marnie used Dig!)

Finally, after much Digging, she found what she was looking for. Crawling back, she watched in smug amusement as the ground started to shake and bubble, emitting clouds of thick black smoke. Soon, the earth could no longer contain the treasure she’d unburied, and with a tremendous bang–

The pocket of lava under the town erupted. 

Marnie knelt there and watched, laughing like a madwoman, as the lava washed over the town, smothering, incinerating, and melting the inhabitants. In a matter of minutes, it spread all the way to the edge of the settlement, leaving only a large and rapidly cooling puddle where the former city had been standing. Marnie shivered as the stuff lapped against her legs. She didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of this to start–everyone knew Fire was Super Effective against Ice. 

After taking a little time to warm her feet in Circhester’s remains, Marnie stood and looked around in search of her next target/destination. After some thought, her eyes finally settled on the nearby town of Spikemuth, her own hometown. 

Crossing the sea, she came to a stop on its edge, looking down at the familiar buildings. She bit her lip. Could she really destroy her own hometown? She’d done some pretty terrible things since Dynamaxing herself, but she couldn’t go that far, could she? 

She thought about it for a second. Actually, she could totally go that far! 

Rushing back, she took a deep breath and broke into a charge, shaking the entire region as she rushed towards Spikemuth. Finally, the instant before her boots could crush the town, she bent her legs and leapt high into the air, spinning around and around till it was her giant butt aimed at the city she’d grown up in. 

For a second, she hung there in the air, blocking out the sun like a solar eclipse. And then, at last, gravity reclaimed her: she dropped picking up speed with every second, the air screaming as she dropped, until at last–

With a great crash, she struck the center of the town, instantly demolishing the gym and every around it, and creating a shockwave that flattened everything in several miles too. The screams she’d been hearing as she fell cut off instantly as their owners were reduced to lifeless piles of meat. 

For a minute or so, Marnie simply wiggled on the spot, shifting her weight from one gigantic cheek of her butt to the other, till she was finally satisfied that she’d obliterated everything. When she finally stood, she smirked in amusement: there was little sign that Spikemuth had ever existed. All that remained of the town were two big craters in the ground. And blood, and dust. 

Grinning, Marnie turned and stomped off, debris raining from her buttcheeks as she walked. Now, what town should she crush next…?