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This manipulation was done before her sad and terrible demise but I hope they will keep this much loved person’s memory alive in some way.
I have quite a few of her which I will add every now and again depending on the response but if anyone objects to this or of any manipulation then mention by making a comment and they will be promptly withdrawn.
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Table Top
A special one for me, plus I always felt I didn't do a good enough job on my original Sasha Banks collage, so here you go!
“I won! Oh, my God, I won!” Sasha hopped up and down in her driveway unable to contain her joy. In her hand was a platinum envelope, the proof that she had won the genetic lottery. Only one in every hundred thousand people had the T1TN mutation.
It had begun some seven years ago when the first Titan had sprouted. What had once been a rather petite young woman had suddenly become over three thousand feet tall overnight. She had gone on quite a tear that first day, that is until she realized she wasn’t dreaming and collapsed to her knees crying over the small city she had mercilessly obliterated. The military had swept in and effectively disappeared her for the better part of a year until the second girl “sprouted”. Luckily the mousy twenty-eight-year-old was of a much gentler demeanor (even in her dreams) than the first Titan, and the government was able to safely guide the much bigger four-thousand-foot woman to a secure location.
Since then several more women had become Titans. In the third year, when it became clear that it was more than some kind of fluke, a worldwide emergency had been called and all women had to be subjected to genetic testing and if determined to have the T1TN gene they were sent to a special facility that would induce the sprout artificially in a safe zone. This greatly reduced the number of casualties that occurred from spontaneous sprouting.
In the fifth year it had become fashionable to be a Titan. They were everything a woman could hope to aspire. The center of attention, hounded by modeling and advertisement agencies, powerful. Soon what had once been a fearful chapter in history had become the cause for booming industry. The Titans had officially become the highest rung of society by the time the sixth year had come to an end. So, when Sasha saw the telltale platinum envelope decorated with a golden beanstalk on its right side, she screamed in excitement.
A few days later Sasha found herself reclining at the Cape Town Sprouting Facilities, South Africa. Of course, the reallocated land was more of a resort than a stuffy government establishment at this point. The lovingly nicknamed “Tinies” (normal people) as the Titans had come to call them, had found it much more profitable (and survivable) to accommodate the newly minted superior class rather than keeping them restricted to relatively small areas.
The process had been incredible. Sasha was her normal five-foot-five self when she walked through the brilliant white corridors but after the procedure, as the walls and ceiling fell away, receding into the ground, she blossomed quickly and inexorably upward until she stood at over two miles tall. She felt like she could have grown even more, beyond the clouds, beyond the sky. Five different pills that activated her innate potential was all it took. All it took to make her a GOD.
As she rested her heavy ass and sculpted thighs atop Table Mountain, looking at the Tiny city by her mighty foot, Sasha breathed in deeply and enjoyed her little vacation.
“Huh,” the Titan thought to herself. “Don’t I still have that match with Ronda in a few days? Heh, I almost forgot… I guess it’ll be a bit one-sided now, won’t it?” She flexed her arm, popping with a strength never before seen on Earth, the strength of her people, and laughed.