Let's shoot the video first.

You calmly say, "well, before we go make a scene, let's take care of Brittany's video." C.J. giggles, "ok, let's go get ready! Scott can you take care of the city double? Brittany wanted it to be a double of LA." You nod and start clearing the table. You start typing and readjusting things to try and make sure the ratio is right. You settle on the phrasing and hit enter. An exact, unpopulated copy of Los Angeles is now sprawled across the table. The highest building is only a few inches high, even though it normally would have been over a thousand feet tall. You get the camera ready and move away from the laptop. You hear a sing-song call from the bedroom, "we're ready!" As the girls step out. You start to remember why you agreed to this crazy plan: both girls are dressed in clothes that wouldn't pass for acceptable anywhere besides a strip club. C.J. was wearing a black thong that barely covered the necessities and a top that was about half of a normal bikini, while Brittany sported a white version of the same outfit. You realized you were staring for much longer than you thought as Brittany chuckled, "I think the outfit is a hit." She sat next to the laptop and typed, "you ready, Scott? I'm going to send you to the top of the tallest building. We'll be careful. You're going to be really, really small." You thought she seemed a little too interested in the last few words and decided it might be best if you objected. You opened your mouth, but a resounding *click* interrupted you. You blinked, then realized, it already happened. She didnt even wait for your objection or confirmation. You looked around at the impossibly large room around you and heard a absurdly loud voice say, "Oh my God! He's gone!" You turned to see an incomprehensibly large C.J. covering her mouth. Brittany sushed her, "careful! He's on that building top, right here. We need to be careful and communicate with low voices. He's probably not even visible to us. We promised him a good time..." she licked her lips, "and we are going to deliver a one of kind experience." It's nice she was concerned about you, but when she pointed at the building you almost lost it. Her fingertip was a large building to you, and her finger proper was probably bigger than this "skyscraper" you were on. She stood up and said in a booming voice, even though you could tell she was trying to whisper, "Start filming Scott, its showtime!" As she stood, C.J. added, "after the first song, I'll join in, we will do a few songs worth of different angles, activities, and what not, then we will edit the stuff together later. Make sure you get as much as you can, because we want this to be as epic as possible." Music you'd hear at a club kicked in and Brittany started walking around the table stroking her finger near the edges of the city. You obeyed and filmed. She walked to the other side of the table and crouched near your building, her ass filling your view, then began twerking! You had to take cover while filming due to the amount of displaced wind the titanic twerking caused. You found yourself locked right on it with your camera. This was easily a city sized ass and the show was just getting started. After she was satisfied twerking, she spun around and brought her chest down over the buildings and shimmied. The sky became boobs, literally, your entire vision was the twin spheres bobbing and jiggling across the sky. Then she let them settle... bringing them closer and closer until you could only see a single erect nipple, easily the same size as a fingertip, just about to obliterate your tower. She arched her back upwards and your city was spared. After that, she stepped over the table and straddled over it and started to sway. She rubbed her hands over herself and through her hair, looking down at your building. She bit her lip, then stood up straight and pointed a finger at C.J. , giving her a "come here" motion then the bubbly blonde came over. They both straddled over your building and started dancing with each other, folding and groping one another. C.J. reached below the table and pulled out two bottles of vodka and they each bobbed and swayed as they drank. You filmed all of it. If anything, you would always have the memory, but you wanted them to have this, so they'd remember how grateful they were! Suddenly, C.J. took her top off and tossed it away, the looked dead at your building and licked her lips. She cupped her breasts and held them over city blocks.... then dropped them. You felt the impact in your tower as chunks of city plunge to impossibly large breasts as C.J. purred, "ohhhh yeah.... this is great, B!" Brittany said, "Okay, big finish time..." she straddled the table, then, very slowly and gently, sat on close to half the replica of L.A. You sighed, at least it was over, then you felt the rumbling. You looked to she her massive ass coming towards your building. She looked back and spanked it, the **** shaking your building. She laughed and it was scary: you're going to die. She abruptly got up and turned around, facing your building this time, and started grinding the city beneath her crotch. You still filmed, even as your building started to shake. Brittany started to lose it. You felt it more than saw it, as she sped up, her breathing quickening, and her thrusts became careless. Her hungry thrusts leaving the white of her thong damp as she finally came crashing towards you. Instead of a crash and blackness, you heard a distant *click* as you reappeared with your camera in hand.