Planet Fucking?

One day Jeanne is feeling moderately bored as she arranges with Circe her trusty partner in science to arrange something truly special. Her powers used to bend reality itself as she makes a planet in some far away dimension move multiple times faster.
She gives Circe the mission of preparing the planet for Jeanne's Invasion
To prepare the planet for 10,000 years so Jeanne can have some 20 minutes of fun as she destroys it.
Jeanne opens a portal as Circe sends a rocket there.
Jeanne:
The planet looks similar to earth
I set it up with extremely similar landscape and resources
Circe:
She lands on the planet and gets a quick read on their technological and magical development level
Jeanne:
The planet is absolutely cleared of magic by me 100 years before you arrive
They still seem to live in a feudal system
They already recovered from loss of magic as they slowly become a tech civilization
No computers or advanced technology in this planet yet
Circe:
She promptly sets up a business selling technology that increases in quality at a pace higher than natural innovation would cause, making her a huge monopoly. To outside viewers, there’s a beautiful light show as the glow of electric lights spreads across the continents of the world
Jeanne:
Time passes and passes as the world is affected by your actions
Circe:
Within a number of subjective years, she’s the undisputed economic power. She purchases small countries, institutes popular welfare and infrastructure spending policies. There’s massive immigration. Diplomacy. Peace deals. Unification. Rebellion. Peace for so long that rebellion is forgotten. And then the rockets start blasting off, leaving the dialation field
Jeanne:
Barely an hour passed since you entered
"So it is ready?"
Circe:
Those who arrive express that their former masters are still on the planet, and Circe said to ask you for just a little more time. Circe Ramps up production now that the innocents are gone. The sky becomes black with smoke as the planet is focused to a fine efficiency, it becomes hard to see what’s beneath. But you can see enormous megastructures poking above the stratosphere
After a little more time, there’s a flag raised, big enough that you can see it through the wormhole. It is black. Printed in white upon it are the words “Come and get us.”
Jeanne:
"Hehehe pretty fun!"
Jeanne:
@Circe:
As things seem normal in a city I suddenly arrive in an alleyway unseen
My body a normal height among the inhabitants as I walk with my massive 22 inches soft hanging from my squirt
Circe:
From the perspective of the Circes, they had put up the flag years ago. While they hadn't exactly forgotten, they had been waiting for years and saw no sense in worrying. One of them cocks their head at you "Pardon me ma'am, I think there's some kind of error going on. We don't seem to have you in our database. Would you mind coming down to the regstration office? We'll fix you up with a free lunch and exlplain the situation to your employer if need be, this is probably our mistake."(editado)
Jeanne:
"Well my dear I am here to have my fun I have been waiting ... 1h20 minutes to have?"
"For you something like 10 thousand years our something?"
"So are you ready for the end of this planet?"
Circe:
Some other Circes in the crowd draw weapons "We're not going to let you ruin this place ma'am. We've set it up too nicely. Everyone is physically immortal, no one's died since we took over, aside from a few accidents here and there. The only thing that could wreck it is... an utter catastrophe."
Jeanne:
"Well it seems I am an utter catastrophe my dear"
My hand moves around as my eyes glow in power and the skies become darker
I could move my hand and end this already but what was the fun in that?
"Now try to stop me defenses of this planet!"
Circe:
They start shooting, but they don't really expect much from that. There's a storm of bullets to keep you occupied, but then the real business gets started: A laser burns through the smoke of the clouds as satelites finish re-angling their mirrors, blazing on you with a force only slightly lesser than the sun itself
As an unfortunate side effect, a crater is formed that kills every Circe who was firing on you, and many of the normal citizens in the city die in burning agony.
Jeanne:
I snore as the bullets hit me like I can't even feel it
It is futile as my body begins to grow
I act like the beam is a problem as I try to cover my face with a hand but it is simply an mere act
As I grow to the size of half a building I start to walk around
People all around can feel as the ground shakes from my movements
I wave my hands as I simply send a burst of air in the direction of the satellites as they explode
"Come on is that the best you can do?"
Circe:
If there is one trait that Circe has in beautiful abundance, it is a knack for contingencies. Those satelites were the first of many layers of defense in this world's atmosphere. Advanced targetting and a few more mirrors let the beam split in two and track your retinas precisely now that you're such a large target. The Circes are trying to blind you. While this effort is going on, Circes with good old fashioned swords jetpack onto your body and start trying to cut into your flesh so they can destroy you from within
Jeanne:
As the beams hit my eyes I start to protect from them with my hand
"Interesting, that might have worked if I was just a giant"
"But you are fighting something much more powerful than a giant"
My eyes reflect the mirrors multiplied in strength multiple times as the circes holding it melt
Meanwhile the swords seem to be touching a extremely strong material that has no chance to be cut by them
A movement of my arms at the circes floating, send them flying into the nearby building
"Tremble in despair for you all were sent here to die for my pleasure!"
Circe:
This blows up those satelites pretty damn good. Alrighty, on to plan C. From higher in the atmosphere, through a carefully planned path so as not to hit any other satelites, rockets rush towards you, hitting their absurdly high terminal velocity in no time flat and impacting with a force greater than a standard nuclear bomb, just a bit easier to target and without the fallout. Your psychological tactics, for the moment, have no effect on the Circes, but the populous wasn't warned, and they're all either hiding in terror or trying to escape
Jeanne:
The missiles hit me as the impact leave nothing but me left in the middle of the city
"Welp I planned to destroy this one you know?"
My body at this point massive at about 900 of height
My cock massive to the size of a building
I start walking in the direction of the next city
Each step of my foot causing the earth to shake
"Missiles huh? Good use of them but once again I am not just any giant you know?"(editado)
Circe:
Okay well that's a wash too. No point in getting discouraged. On to plan D, because the time for its usefulness is running out. As you approach the city, you can see an odd platform, constructed extremely quickly, so that it would be high enough up to stand out to you. It's at about waist height, and it's many miles away from the city. Inside it are many children, artists, great thinkers, etc., none of them Circes. They're holding up signs saying things like: "Please listen to us! We should be allowed to live!"
Jeanne:
"Oh? That's unexpected."
"So what are your argument my dear citizens of this planet?"
"Explain to me why your lives are worth more than my 30 minutes of fun please"
"I am all ears to all of you!"
My voice booming as I speak
My massive body looking normal as I speak
My whole body grew in a proportional way without any deformity or extra muscle
I am an all powerful being there is no need for muscle,just ugly deformities
Circe:
These people- Leaders, innovators, innocents- implore you through a large loudspeaker so that you can hear their pleas. First, a little girl, "I have had scarcely any life at all m-m-miss giant, d-don't you think you should consider all t-that I could do if you let me live? I... I'm kind of a prodigy at music, t-think of the songs that will never be heard!" Her father puts a hand on her shoulder and smiles warmly, proud of her.
Then, an economist "Ma'am this society is a complete and total masterpiece. Endlessly expandable, and perfectly efficient. People are happy and fulfilled in numbers that we never thought possible. You wouldn't just be wiping out some planet, you'd be wiping out a utopian ideal that could spread across the whole cosmos!"
There are more speakers obviously, but they wait for your reaction before going on
Jeanne:
"My cute citizens of this planet"
"Your entire life was an lie"
"Your prosperity was since the beginning in preparation for it's end"
"You were made and born to be destroyed"
"Almost 10,000 years of progress in this planet happened for the cause of giving me 20 minutes of pleasure"
"Your economy and art does not matter for it is only the result of your planet's quest to bring me pleasure"
"True utopia is reached when everything is given to me!"
My powerful voice boomed as it invaded the minds of everyone that heard it
Circe:
"But... But that's rediculous!" A professorial woman splutters, "Even if the origin of our purpose was to please you, we've clearly grown to something more worthwhile in the span of time we've had! The things we've created have value in and of themselves, do you care nothing for beauty or wisdom or peace or efficiency?!"
Jeanne:
"Yes my dear I do care for it!"
"I care for it so much because without it,it would be NO FUN!"
"Do you see now what all this wisdom and peace or efficiency is for?"
"Is for your planet to give me more pleasure when I wipe it out!"
"Understand now? That everything up to now in your history books."
"Everything up to now in your art culture."
"Everything in your economy was all in the objective of bringing me pleasure?"
"Be happy for you will give me 20 minutes of pleasure for your 10,000 years of effort!"
Circe:
"You- you mean the reason we even evolved to care about things of greatness in the first place... Was just because... You find it ironic?" She looks utterly mortified "I don't even want to consider the philosophical ramifications...."
*But a more pragmatic gentleman has no such qualms, "But surely ma'am if you enjoy destroying more advanced societies, you would be advantaged in letting us prosper and grow even longer? To increase your pleasure in the end?" Others glare at him for even entertaining such thoughts.
Jeanne:
My voice booms in laughter at the pragmatic man
"Such amazing thought line my dear I salute you!"
"Such amazingly neutral line of thought!"
"But it's not like you guys are unique and I need to wait for you!"
"I can just go and do the same to another planet and wait double the time!"
Circe:
"But you've already put in the work and time to make this planet wonderful, why not simply use some other planet to sate your desires while you leave us running? Then you'd have less time to wait." The gentleman, along with the rest of them, don't know they were so massively accelerated. The cuties think they have a bargaining chip to use in the form of your impatience
Jeanne:
"Well my dear what if I said time does not really matter for me?"
"That these 10,000 years for you were... 20 minutes for me?"
"If i said it could have been less? And I just choose 20 minutes because it seemed like a nice round number?"
"That time itself for me is something I can play with?"
"That I could rewind it even if I wanted to?"
Circe:
The man, a Logician and Game theorist by trade, gulps and then tries one last gambit, "Then.... Surely you could reverse the consequences of your actions once they're done, and leave us running at an accelerated pace while you go and do something else? Then you could quite literally have your cake and eat it too, except the cake you keep will constantly get tastier."
Jeanne:
"Or I could let every single person on this planet die today."
"And then rewind it keeping everyone's memory but they think it is a dream"
"And do it again and again and again."
"Where you all live an eternity knowing that everyday I might come and end it all again!"
"I can barely imagine the despair that would cause you know?"
"To make all of you know your purpose and live it over and over."
Circe:
The woman from before frowns. A philosopher and psychiatrist by trade, she doesn't quite know what to think about that. "I'm... Not sure if simple death would actually be preferable to that. But at least between the horrors we'd be able to live and enjoy ourselves.... But would we? Would the existential angst crush us? Or would we actually appreciate having an answer to the eternal purposelessness that has plagued humanity?" The game theorist interrupts her "The right move to take is the one where we're not out of the game. There can be no externality when we're discussing planetary extinction."
Jeanne:
"Well how about this my dears"
"Simply this goes on. You all die in the next hour."
"And you all MIGHT be revived!"
"You MIGHT have an after life!"
"And also MAYBE this is truly the end!"
"How about this? This might be the end or not!"
"You might eternally live your life being killed by me or not!"
"In truth none of this truly matters for what matters is my pleasure!"
Circe:
"Is there anything we could do, anything at all-" The game theorist asks "That might tip the scales in favor of us continuing on in some form, no matter what it is? I can't speak for everyone, but I'll do anything. Anything!"
Jeanne:
"Huh,give me a good fight?"
"Make it seem like you have a chance to win?"
"It needs to be fun you know?"
"If it isn't fun I will just end it all sooner!"
"But as long as there are toys for me to play with you might become interesting!"
"So yes there is a thing you can do!"
"Try and fail to stop me!"
Circe:
They all start to sob. They know what plan E is. There's a tremendous: FSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHH As a series of bombs that were snuck under you explode. A raging firestorm springs up with such intensity that it will take years to die down naturally, and it's centered on you. The only thing keeping it from lighting the atmosphere aflame and consuming the whole planet is a set of cooling towers running on the Maxwel's demon methodology at the edge of the blast.
The platform is consumed along with you
Jeanne:
"Damn that was brutal you know?"
I say as once again I am unharmed by the ridiculous explosion
My size even bigger once again as i am now 1.5 KM of height
My body causes tremors with every step
They can be felt by the whole continent as I start walking towards what should be the next city over
"I will give that explosion an 7/10 not as interactive as other stuff"
"You need to be more interactive you know?"
"If you just keep trying to explode me,it's just like those jump scare in games!"
"Very cheap and uninteractive!"
Circe:
Plan F, funnily enough, is a bit more than a big explosion. You can deal with physical damage, but you might have a bit more trouble with a challenge like this: Something zips at the edge of your vision, going so fast that no eye but a godly one could catch it. It's going almost as quick as a beam of light. How this thing was powered without magic is unimaginable, but it's a warship full of robots moving as fast as any physical objects can, and it's flying in a kiting pattern around you. Soon, you start to feel unimaginable amounts of projectiles colliding with you. Do they cause damage? Of course not, but so many are being fired that it's like a beach being shot out of a Gatling gun at you. You're getting covered.
Jeanne:
Oh interesting
I close my eyes as I clap my hands to see the result
The powerful clap sends extremely powerful waves of vibrations all around shoving projectiles mid flight all around
Then I try and wave my hand at mach 4 speeds as I create a sonic boom
All to test what happens to the current situation
I did not want to cheat too much and simply delete the existence of such challenge
Circe:
The ship's crew are processing things quickly enough that by the time your hands clap together they've zoomed so far away that they're safe from the blast of sound. Then, quick as you like, they're simply back, continuing their barrage. Even if you were clapping in 1/16th time, it seems they'd be able to get on the beat with their extremely quick escapes.
Jeanne:
"Interesting,Interesting you amuse me!"
"Huh what next should I do?"
"Going for the same thing but faster would not be as fun"
"Oh I know what I should do!"
In a feat of instantaneous transmission I teleport inside the warship
My body and mass moving all matter outside of it as it simply explodes outward
"Oh that was pretty interesting first time testing that!"
Circe:
The ship explodes apart, and you're left standing with one foot on a small town and a city between your legs. Circe's going to need a little while to regroup for plan G, so you're left unmolested for a little while. If only there was something to do....
Jeanne:
I start walking around the city,my body bigger than almost any building at 1,5 km
Every movement of my body makes buildings fall as I grab a train system and use it as an onahole
It does not work for long as the people inside become a red paste
Most buildings can barely take a push of my cock inside them without collapsing
While I walk sometimes I smash people below my foot as I simply have my fun as I walk
Circe:
But that train system will be your undoing, if Plan G comes to fruition! Because it's quickly used to move a massive number of rail guns into a firing position, which all set up to fire at the same time. They're hoping to blast you with so much kinetic force that you'll be blasted into space and the planet will get a reprieve due to you being slower to act while impacted by relativistic forces. But due to the enormous amount of power this will take, you get to see the entire continent grow dark as they quickly charge
Jeanne:
I look in amusement as I watch them charge
"Oh this will be interesting to show to you guys!"
I literally look at the railguns and wait for them to shoot me
My face a massive grin as I am sure this should cause despair along anyone in this planet watching
I am having massive amounts of fun as everything seems so interesting
Circe:
In coordination, they all fire. The back half of the city is vibrated into pieces by the backlash of the blow, buildings crumbling like 5 minutes of earthquake happened in five seconds. You're hit with large, bulky projectiles not meant to pierce through but meant to knock back, at an angle that should launch you far of into space
Jeanne:
I laugh as the impact is negated
I literally just disabled a part of physics
My power just bent physics itself to my will as my body completely ignores any result the impact might have
It's like the projectiles were literally deleted from existence the moment they touched me
"So what do you think? Isn't it amazing? Doesn't it break any hope you have of winning?"
I grow my body to 5 km height as suddenly the city seems too small to me
"Do you see your destiny more clearly now mortals?"