Jude McKinely crawls out from the rubble

Sophie: "Huh?"

Seems your assessment wasn't entirely true: At least somebody survived. A bruised but otherwise seemingly uninjured woman crawls out from under the wreckage.

Jude: "Huff... you,- you think that's gonna impress me, huh? Stealing a wrecking ball and fucking up our HQ will only get you prison time!"

What in the world, is she delusional? She just saw you kick the wall in... Maybe she mistook your black socks for a wrecking ball.

Sophie: "You blind or something? I told you on the phone earlier, I'm a motherfucking giantess, and I just stomped your puny HQ to rubble. Now grovel at my feet, if it's not too much trouble."

Jude: "Now we did have somebody call just now about a record-breaking growth burst, and that somebody did sound an awful lot like you. But how do I know you're not just a regular person with gigantism?"

Sophie: "??????"

Jude over there must've scored some serious brain damage during that instant demolition. You're miffed, and outright discontented that she fails to recognize your obvious record-breaking status.

Sophie: "What in the fuck is... you... you seriously think there's a contest about this? I'm fifty feet tall for fuck's sake, how is this not a world record!?"

Jude: "Well we don't know if you've grown all fifty of those feet in a day like you claimed, or just over a very long time period. Do you got a doctor's certificate of your previous measurements?"

Sophie: "Okay eff that whole shebang. You still can't deny that I'm the tallest human on Earth! Fork me over a record and I might consider not stomping you flat."

Jude: "Well we can't really measure you, can we now? There isn't a tape measure long enough, and all our laser equipment was at the HQ."

Figurative fume starts spewing from your ears. You lean in, a crinkled nose nearly pressed against the stout woman, who stands before you casually. This induced rage-state causes you to grow an odd dozen more feet.

Jude: "Plus it's gonna be difficult to get a good reading if you keep growing like that."

Sophie: "FFFFFFFFFF- THEN WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO, REIN MYSELF AND LET YOU RIDE ME AROUND LIKE A PONY!?"

Five minutes later, as you trot along the 45th street with Jude safely tucked away in your hair, holding a set of massive harnesses:

Sophie: "This is really below me, I feel."

Jude: "Shush now, horses don't talk. When we find the nearest Guinness office, I'll look through all the records we can slap on you. Now giddyup, I wanna see how you gallop. Ye-haw!"

Sophie: "Hee-haw..."

ENDING 45 -What's a Giantess to a Non-believer?-