Raccoon Secretary's Revenge

Raccoon Secretary
Macro story based on the above image

shortstack raccoon secretary hates her job
boss is always contradicting himself and blames her for his mix ups
dude bros in suits treat her either like a servant or eye candy
the unwanted attention even turned the jealous female professionals against her
every day walking into the skyscraper she looks up at it in dread
"just once i would like to be a big shot" she says to herself
it's not even nine o'clock and her back is starting to ache
her cheap office chair is particularly uncomfortable today
boss tells her to skip lunch so she can prep the conference room and print out reports
even though they hadn't talked all morning he insists he reminded her to do it earlier
she gets up from her desk and looks him in the eye
they both blink since hes supposed to be a head taller than her
shes looking down at him and his demeanor changes a little
he tells her to send out an email postponing the meeting and to take her lunch
shes the tallest person in the sandwich shop
she can't even fit in the booths
she finishes her lunch in two bites as she is baffled by whats going on
she has to crouch down in the elevator to get back to work
by the time of the meeting she can't even stand up indoors
the boss meekly tells her to take the rest of the day off
she had to call maintenance and squeeze into the service elevator just to leave the building
she can't even consider going to her dingy apartment like this
shes able to work her phone well enough to call her best friend
they talk it through and they figure out that she must be a late blooming macro
shes lucky that her office clothes are growing with her, but now she only has the one outfit
her friend is knee high by the time she arrives outside her apartment
she gets her friend to call work and take her vacation time while she figures this out
her friend finishes up the call
"uh, he said they are going to have to let you go"
"WHAT?!?" the raccoon yelled
she instantly doubled in size
her friend almost tripped over the curb from backing away so quickly
she was growing fast enough to where her toes were pushing cars out of their spaces
her feet were digging into the asphalt and concrete like it was soft dirt
her friend yells up to her "the macro website said to try and control your emotions!"
raccoon girl is too mad to notice the damage she is causing or hear her friend
she angrily stomps towards work growing with every pace
she arrives much sooner than expected as a result
she can now see directly into her old floor of the office
well, kind of, if she leans down a bit
her boss and some of the dude bros are looking out the conference room window terrified
she lays into them about all their awful behavior and how badly they treated her
soon shes crouching down just to keep yelling at them
a helicopter buzzes by
a loudspeaker cracks on and tells her to leave the city or counter macro measures will be deployed
she rolls her eyes, the counter macro measures was just this macro tiger guy
he was probably still a little taller than her
as mad as she was she didn't feel like starting a fight with someone who fights macros for a living
she walks away from the city towards the mountains
she's still angrily stewing over all the things she didn't get to say
and how disappointed she was that she couldn't even see their tiny little faces for the things she did say
shes still growing with each step
after a few minutes of angry walking she realizes the trees are smaller than blades of grass
it finally dawns on her just how big she is
she smirks and heads back
on the way she spots something small and orange on the top of the mountains surrounding the city
its the macro tiger, and hes barely ankle high to her
"you can't go near the city" he yells up at her
"is that as big as you get?" she asks looming over him
his lack of response is all she needed
"then who's going to stop me" she said as she stepped over him and the mountain he was on
the city glistened in the afternoon sun
like a delicate model toy set
she laid down next to it
she heard faint sirens and it looked like bedlam on the highways
her mere presence had thrown the entire city into disarray
somewhere down there were her shitty coworkers
just the memory of them made her grow a little bit more
her tail alone could smother half the city now
but her attention was focused on that silver mirrored eyesore of a building she used to have a job at
thoughts of her friends being down there somewhere was all that kept her from smashing the office to pieces with a fist
instead she very delicately reached down over the building
with just her thumb and index finger she was able to twist it off its foundation
glass showered off of it like glitter
a few small chunks fell below onto the street so she moved it out over the woods
she wasn't even sure if anyone was in the building
maybe it had been evacuated she thought as she rolled it in her fingers
more pieces of it fell away, the steel breaking like thin pasta at her lightest touch.
she was too big to hear the screams of the people in the building as they fell to their deaths or were crushed
a bemused smile crossed her face as the building broke completely and fell from her grasp in pieces
she couldn't believe something so insignificant had ever bothered her so much


some discussion in the thread prompted this follow up about the perspective of the event from someone in the office building

Thomas was a barista in his mid 20's at an office building
the young fox spends his weekends in the local music scene of his little mountain city
everyone calls him T.J. including coworkers
its a chill job, they do a lot of deliveries within the office too so the tips are nice
the customers are all suits but there are a few people that brighten his day
there's this one short raccoon girl that usually gets a coffee on Mondays
his manager teases him about having a crush
maybe he had a little crush
but it's not like he can ask out a professional while in a coffee slave uniform
one day his manager calls him in for an afternoon shift
everyone is on edge and the street looks like a bomb went off
his manager explains that some employee went macro
she didn't see who it was but everyone heard what she had to say about the guys on floor 20
T.J. and her shared a laugh about it because everyone knew floor 20 was jerks
luckily all she wanted do was yell
but it was scary enough that some people went home
his manager said he could just do deliveries to make up for getting called in
it's nearing the end of the day and one last delivery comes down
he drops off the lattes to a group of tired employees who looked like they were in for a late night
as hes walking back to the elevator a bunch of people are rushing to one side of the building
his curiosity gets the better of him and he follows
the macro is back and approaching the city
T.J. is floored, it's his crush
the scale is hard to figure out, until she steps over a mountain
everyone freezes up as her footfalls grow into earthquakes
she clears several blocks worth, maybe even a mile, of forest with each step
soon shes at the edge of the city
her toes are taller than the buildings on the outskirts
it's impossible not to notice her eyes are only looking at their office
one massive quake later and she is laying out next to the city
some people run
the nearby stairwell already has a crowd of people shoving their way into it
some idiots are actually waiting for the elevator
T.J. and a few others are transfixed as her hand descends towards the building
a wolf he was standing next to breaks and dives under a desk
a thumb half as big as the building is moving towards the window
T.J. shakes himself out of his stupor and gets into the hallway
a chorus of shattering glass echoes through the building
he looks back and sees that the office he was just in is completely collapsed
he tries not to think about the people who were still in there
a desk hits him and he falls down
it takes him a second to realize the desk moved because the whole building is being rotated
everything is shifting as inertia plays with the desks, chairs, and cubicle walls
T.J. gets up and tries to run, not even sure of where he is going
the whole building lurches like an elevator
"She's going to crush us" a woman screams out in panic
T.J. looks over at her just in time to see a large filling cabinet fall on her
he can only think to get away from all this moving furniture before the same thing happens to him
there's an open door with sunlight coming through and T.J. runs to it
the building begins to tilt down in the direction he is running
he slams into the door frame and sees an avalanche of broken office furniture heading his way
he drops down into the office and manages to cling to a support column
everything continues to rotate and T.J. is looking down and out the window
a chill runs down his spine
he can see half the city below him
the whole office is hanging over the city in the grip of the raccoon girl
a panicked lioness is clinging to the floor with only her claws
she looks over at T.J. and is barely able to whisper out the words "help"
the building tilts a few degrees more and she looses her grip
she hits a broken glass pane on the way down and T.J. watches her fall
he clings tighter to the support column as the wall above him starts to groan
all of that office equipment must be pilling up now
before he can think of something to do the building shifts again
the city rotates out of view as T.J. struggles to cling to the column
it's like some horrible Ferris wheel
now he can look down and see the furniture fall away from the door he came in
it crashes through the wall of the other side of the building
he hears screams and watches the collective debris fall into the forest directly below
the last thing he sees is a chunk of the building crashing heavily to the ground before it rotates out of view
battered and sore all he can manage to do is cling to the column while his mind races
it's only a matter of time till the whole building breaks apart and he falls with everything else
suddenly the room darkens and he is looking down and out the window again
stretching below him is a wall of fur
just the side of her finger pressing into the office next to him
if she had rotated the building a little more he and his little hiding spot would have been crushed
he has a thought that finally makes him crack
maybe it was all of the close calls with death he just experienced
but he began to laugh nervously at what he was thinking of doing
inside the building he's waiting to die, but if he manages to land on her...
a subtle lurch means she's moving the building again, it's now or never
T.J. drops down and through the window
he grabs at whatever he can and finds black fur as thick as ropes waiting for him
shes stopped moving briefly and he looks up
her face, the face he used to look forward to seeing every Monday, is hanging in the sky
she twirls her fingers and the entire building rotates away from him
she slowly starts to smirk and T.J. hears the building break
he looks back down and sees increasingly larger pieces fall away
from his far vantage point he can only hear the distant crash of it
he looks back up to find the raccoon girl wearing a sort of smile cross her face
he had heard of people going macro and going crazy as a result
was she like that, or did she always want to do something like this?
he didn't have time to contemplate further as she rubbed her fingers together to get the last of the debris off her
she closed her hand into a fist and T.J. was flung against the edge of her palm
the fur hairs here were thicker and he got a better grip
he looked down as she pressed her fist into the ground
the pad of her palm was taller than all of the buildings in the city and he was practically standing atop it
he didn't have time to think about that before her hand rose into the air as she stood back up
now he wasn't sure if his distance from the ground should be measured in feet or miles
at least she seemed content to leave the rest of the city alone and went back to the wilderness
the cold air ripped into him as her hand swayed with her walk
he pulled himself down deeper into her fur
the warmth of her skin was enough to keep the cold away
but now he had time to contemplate his position
T.J. was like a lice to her now
even if he climbed all the way up to her ears, could she hear him?
would it even be a good idea to let her know he's here given what she just did?
he tried to preserve his strength as she went for her walk
hours passed and he had no idea how far she wandered into the vast national park
at one point she sat down on some mountain bluffs
again he very narrowly avoided death
the part of her hand he was clinging to settled over the edge of the bluff
the rest of her hand crushed the earth itself and boulders tumbled down the side
nothing more than flecks of dirt to her
she crossed her arms and T.J. had to look up at her torso
her face was obscured from the angle he was resting at
all he saw was grey wall of her office suit
she sat like that until sundown
T.J. could stand and even walk around
but his experience in the office made him afraid of being caught unaware if she started moving
so he clung to her the whole time
she laid down to go to sleep under the clear starry sky
her hand fell flat on the forest floor
using the last of the strength in his arms Thomas climbed down
he ran away from her as fast as his legs would carry him
yet every time he looked over his back he felt like he wasn't getting any farther from her
she was simply so massive that any distance he traveled was trivial between them
as he started to climb out of the valley his exhaustion was catching up to him
he didn't remember falling asleep on the ground but he recalled everything once he woke up
she actually woke him simply by standing up
he watched hesitantly as she stepped over him and took off towards the rising sun
a quick survey and T.J. found that there wasn't a single inch of him that wasn't sore
his phone was smashed and wouldn't even power on
one of the things he slammed into yesterday must have done that
despite his pain he managed to walk up to the top of a ridge
he stopped only to drink some water from a cool mountain stream he crossed
now at the top of the ridge he looked on in horror
not only was he lost in a vast forest but he could still see her in the distance
he tried to retrace her path using her footsteps
but the terrain was too varied and he wasn't from a high enough vantage point to see them all
he resolved to keep walking east since he knew that was where civilization was closest to the park
T.J. spent days walking
all he could find to eat were some berries and the occasional stream to drink from
the raccoon girl passed by a few times
it seemed like she was just following a path in the woods with nothing else to do
he had heard that macros like her didn't need to eat or drink
whatever power made them that way also seemed to sustain them
still it was hard not for him to be transfixed when she would walk by
despite everything that had happened he wondered about her and why she did and what she did
it never took her more than a few minutes to pass him by
then he would spend hours traversing across country the space of a single one of her steps
after a week he noticed that she had removed her clothes
her hair hung down around her shoulders and her tail swung more naturally
T.J. still found her very attractive which caused an interesting conflict in himself
the innate fear mixed with awe and a little bit of desire
he understood why some people worshiped macros as gods now
nakedness was another thing he had heard about macros growing distant from everyone else
the whole world is literally beneath her, what is there to be ashamed of?
only the macros that could change size seemed to be able to maintain normalcy
as the days wore on T.J. became increasingly convinced he was going to die
he had no idea how to hunt or forage, he had lived in an apartment his whole life
he remembered that some berries were poisonous and realized how lucky he was the ones he found weren't
all he did was walk east
so long as he had the strength to keep his legs under him, what else could he do?
he even lost count of the days at one point
until finally he found something, the most beautiful thing he had seen in his life
a road
just a simple dirt road snaking its way through the mountains
he followed it all afternoon
he slept nearby in the unlikely event anyone went through in the night
T.J. didn't walk for long the next morning when a jeep rolled up to him
it was a park ranger and this was a service road
T.J. told him his story and the ranger offered him his packed lunch
they were only a few miles from a station that could get him back home
with his phone broken he was unable to call anyone or let them know where he was
a few calls later and the ranger was able to get a local sheriff to drive him back to the city
the police had contacted his family so he got a teary welcome back when he arrived
like everyone else in the office he was presumed dead
it was quite an emotional event, coming back to life for his friends and family
also discovering how his manager and other coworkers had died that day
he became kind of a minor celebrity for his story
a publisher even offered a ghost writer to help him make a book of it
"I survived" by Thomas J. Weller did good for a book in the macro survivor genre
things were finally getting back to normal
better than normal in some ways since he wasn't a coffee slave anymore
the proceeds from the book gave him the freedom to work on his music passion projects
he had heard the raccoon girl was still wandering around in the woods
though she seemed to avoid passing by the city anymore
that was until one early morning she appeared on the horizon
the city watched and waited as her intention to approach it was clear
she stopped at the edge of the mountains, far from anything she could damage
she spoke softly though her words necessarily reverberated throughout the city
"Is T.J. still living here?"

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Pub: 13 Feb 2023 02:39 UTC
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