Satisfy size fetishists

Sophie: "There's always one, very specific breed of character that will definitely appreciate my presence..."

Two weeks later, the news of your existence has shook the world's media and made the feeble fingers on WMD's triggers tremble at the mercy of a single woman who could potentially crush the whole planet between her boobs. However, you show little to no signs of maliciousness - in fact, you've decided to give back to the 'community' in an unprecedented way.

You stand proudly at the gates of TrueMacroCon, the first giantess fetishist convention to feature a real-life giantess, prepared to perform all kinds of depraved size-fuckery by popular demand. You took initiative and funded this convention all by yourself. Costs were covered by frenzied media empires gobbling up advertisement space, just to get a shot at being seen at the event where you, a woman who makes a mockery of the laws of physics, appears.

The biggest logistical issue was finding an avenue large enough to accommodate the millions of people who were willing to pay 25 dollars to see a human grow a mile tall. Eventually, a landowner in rural California came forth and outright gifted you the premises to hold the convention on. With your earlier, admittedly meager experience in construction, the convention center and all adjoining buildings were done in few days flat.

Now, your fifty-foot stature is used at the front gates to convince the gawking crowds that no, this isn't a trick or a hoax. Some would still suspect you as an animatronic robot, but your lively and personable disposition would prove the most heartfelt of doubters wrong.

Due to astounding amounts of traffic, and parking space running out, the main show has to be delayed multiple times. All the better - an antsy crowd is easier to rile up. The first actual show starts late in the cool embrace of a Californian summer night. You look nervously from the backstage as there are hundreds of thousands, if not millions of onlookers. Your previous public perfomance was a piano recital in high school.

Despite the roaring crowd, you manage to soothe your mind and stride on stage.

Sophie: "La-.. Ladies and gentlemen! Quiet down, please. Quiet down now."

They don't quiet down. In fact they only cheer louder at the sight of you. Even with amplifiers, your voice gets drowned out completely.

You grow to fifty feet tall right there on the stage.

Sophie: "I SAID BE QUIET!"

This prompts an even more riotous applause. Figures. However, thanks to your new size, this cheering sounds like nothing more than faint and distant rumbling. You decide to ignore it and simply speak your announcements over their hollering.

Sophie: "Alright so, welcome everybody to TrueMacroCon2019! Hopefully one of many to come. I'm sure you all have a lot of questions, but please, I'd appreciate it if you withheld those until the panel discussion on Day 3. Our first attraction for the evening is:"