As Penny stepped gingerly over the houses, she tried very hard not to damage anything.  However, she found it impossible to avoid doing so.  Her body was just too heavy, her feet just too big.  First, she accidentally stepped on the front of a car that was parked in somebody’s driveway.  Her foot squashed the hood and engine, popping the car’s tail up into the air.  Then, as she was stepping over a detached 3-car garage, her toes accidentally caught under the eaves.  She ended up tearing off half its roof.  And even though she was being really careful, she kept knocking over big trees and stepping on bushes in people’s yards.  There just wasn’t anyplace safe to step!

Eventually Penny did reach the main road that the man had suggested to her.  At least, she thought, she could walk down the center of this street without breaking too many things.  Luckily it was late at night by now, so there weren’t many drivers on the road, either.  That left only one significant obstacle: the suspended electric bus cables.  Well, they were just going to have to be sacrificed.  There was no way she could avoid that network of wires.

She made much faster progress now, barely noticing the regular snapping of cables around her feet as she walked, and not aware in the least of the 2-foot deep footprints she was leaving in the concrete behind her.  Every once in a while she did step on a moving car, but she figured it was their fault for not getting out of the way.

As she was now passing through a shopping district, Penny’s thoughts turned to her favorite topic: clothes.  She remembered some of her favorite outfits – dresses, pants suits, miniskirts and T-shirts – and wondered whether she’d ever be able to wear them again.  A tear rolled down her cheek when she thought about her swim suits, especially the really sexy ones with the skimpy bikini tops that left plenty of exquisite flesh conspicuously exposed.  Whenever she had wanted to get a boy jealous, all she had ever had to do was to walk around wearing shorts and one of those scanty tops.  Her sexy body would just drive the boys crazy!  But none of those clothes could possibly fit her now.  How was she ever going to attract boys again?  Her nude bottom swayed and her tits jiggled as she pondered that profound question.

After a while, Penny noticed that the buildings which lined both sides of the street were getting taller, some reaching as high as her waist.  A building one block over had something on its roof which interested her: a water tank.  She was definitely thirsty, she suddenly realized, and here was what amounted to a glass of water.  What else could she ask for? 

So Penny turned sideways and got down on her knees, her toes smashing the front of a movie theater behind her.  As she reached over the top of the 5-story building nearest her, her breasts dragged around its roof.  Without Penny’s conscious awareness, those massive organs knocked down a roof access doorway, and ripped several large air conditioning units off their moorings.  The water tank topped another 5-story building on the distant side of the adjacent street, so she had to reach pretty far to get her hands around it.  That was unfortunate for the building near her, since it forced her to squash her breasts downward, and her deadly nipples poked two 5-foot-wide holes into the ceiling of the top floor before the unimaginable weight of her soft breasts collapsed the rest of the roof.

Once she did manage to get her hands around the tank, it was a simple matter for her to snap it off its steel tower.  Looking at it triumphantly, Penny sat down on the movie theater.  The theater’s air conditioner units simply buckled and crumpled in on themselves, unable to take the weight imparted through Penny’s perfect buns.  Penny got her fingernails under the rim of the water tank and peeled its top off, then in one movement she chugged all its contents.  That really hit the spot, she thought.  For grins, she put the tank’s bottom against her nipple and pressed it flat with her hand.  Then she crumpled its remains into a ball and tossed it away.  Satisfied, she stood up and stretched (nonchalantly thrusting her huge breasts out in front of her) – but only then did she become aware of how tired she was.  With a start, Penny realized she had been walking most of the night.  It was definitely time to rest.

Penny scanned the area before her, looking for some open space big enough for her to lie down in.  Not seeing anything obvious, she considered spreading out right on the street, but fortunately for the local residents her eyes fell on a small airport.  Now Penny was a girl with a purpose.  She was really weary now, and she could see her “bed” before her.  She no longer felt she had the energy to avoid all those obstacles.  What was the difference, anyway?  She didn’t know any of these people (nobody knew anybody in L.A.), and it wasn’t as if they could stop her.

So she began to walk diagonally from her current path, making a bee line for the airport.  She did manage to step over most of the small buildings without damaging them, but then her gigantic foot came down square on a 2-story structure, smashing it to a pancake.  Penny shrugged, then continued walking.  Now her way was blocked by the largest building she had encountered yet.  This one was 10 stories high (she counted them on her fingers), and its point was higher than her head.  Penny hesitated.  She could have simply walked around it, but she had determined that she was not going to worry about any obstacles for now.  She figured she could kind of knock it down, but then she would have to climb over the rubble.  No, she was going to have to pick it up and move it out of the way.

Pick up a building?  A 10-story building?  Could she do such a thing?  Could she do it and still keep the structure intact?  Penny giggled as she thought about the little people going to work the next day and finding that their office building had been moved to a different spot!  Yes, definitely, that’s what she was going to do.

So Penny set about her task.  Remembering that you’re supposed to keep your back straight while lifting heavy objects, she positioned herself in front of the building and knelt down.  Anybody still working at this time of night on say, the 5^th floor, would likely have been able to see only one of her gorgeous, incredibly large, unimaginably heavy breasts, with its thick, hard pink nipple pointing directly at him.  He probably wouldn’t have been able to see her knees, which now straddled the building, or her crotch (unless he were on the 2^nd floor instead of the 5^th), or her hands, as she carefully inserted her straightened fingers through the plate glass ground floor shop windows on both sides.  Then he would have been thrown to the floor as Penny slowly straightened up, ripping the entire building off its moorings, until she was standing upright, the façade leaning softly between her humongous boobs.

Ignoring the tiny water geysers she had left in the foundation, Penny considered her next problem: where to put it?  If the building had felt at all heavy to her, she might have had to think fast, but fortunately for her shallow mind, it felt as if the thing were made out of Styrofoam.  It was so light!  A whole 10-story building, and it weighed next to nothing to her!  She could have carried it all day, tossed it into the air and caught it, or crumbled it to dust!  What amazing power she now possessed! 

Penny finally reached her difficult decision, and set the glass and concrete structure down on the road beside her.  She stopped for a second to admire her handiwork.  To her left was the foundation, and to her right was the building that once stood on it.  It was leaning slightly, but Penny didn’t care.  She giggled a bit, and then moved on.

She finally reached the airport.  She knew this wasn’t LAX, the airport she had used often for her weekend and jaunts to Hawaii, because it was too small.  Curious, she leaned over and grabbed a sign which traversed the main entrance to the grounds.  Easily pulling it out of the ground, she stood up again and read it: Ontario Airport.  She hadn’t ever heard of it.  She let the sign fall out of her hands.

Didn’t matter.  She was here to sleep, not to fly.  As Penny stepped over the terminal building onto the tarmac, she saw lights in the windows below her.  Hmmm, wonder if anybody’s here, she thought.  She got down onto her hands and knees (her breasts dragging on the ground), and peeked in through the windows.  She thought she could see faces, but she wasn’t sure, so she poked two fingers in through the second story plate glass.  Her wiggling fingers eventually did turn up a couple of people, who she pulled out and looked at.

“Hi!” she volunteered.

“Aaaaaarrrrrhhhggg!” they screamed.

Penny knew this wasn’t going to get her anywhere, so she tossed the two people back into the building (one missed the window and fell to the tarmac – not that the other one fared much better).

She got up again and stepped over a few planes which were parked for the night.  Then she laid down in the field and closed her eyes.  Absentmindedly, one hand massaged her breast while the other rubbed her clit.  Wow, what an amazing few days this has been, she thought.  Penny tried to remember whether she had ever heard of this happening to anybody before, but the effort made her weary.  As the first rays of dawn appeared on the horizon, Penny dozed off.