A middle aged lady was laying in her bed alone locked up in her tiny shitty apartment. The town she lived in was an economically depressed hell hole dominated by urban redneck wannabes. The textile industry really fucked this place up when they uprooted and left the citizens years ago without thought or care. However, the fucking industry, now based in China, Vietnam, Philippines, and Mexico still practically owned all of downtown squashing any opportunity for a local person to set up shop there to actually make the area a fully functioning and thriving economic hub that it really deserves to be. And so the whole damn dumpster fire of a city was nothing more than a black hole and if anyone got too close to it and crossed the "event horizon", they'd be perpetually stuck hopeless and penniless trying to scrap a life together at a dead end failing retail store, gas station, or restaurant......assuming they were actually lucky enough to be worthy of such a job. But no, the middle aged lady was not so fortunate. She lived off of the meager cash assistance her family sent her from other states and off of food pantries. She'd desperately tried to find a job, but no one would take her because she was "too old", "too slow", and "too out of touch with the culture around here". And so, due to lack of money, her car broke down and she was forced to sell it for scrap to get rid of it. On this particular night, after walking home from her fifth and final failed interview for the day and having a random pick-up truck's passenger throw slushy all over her, she decided to curl up on her bed and read a kaiju comic. She desperately felt hopeless and just wished a big mean strong kaiju would come to this back-water ghetto and fucking wreck everything that isn't already destroyed and rescue her. No one cares about that damn giant ass chest of drawers with a sock hanging out of it on Burr St. However, as she continued to read the manga and thinking about the destruction that a giant lizard could possibly do to the city, she started drawing circles around the areola of one of her breasts. She licked her lips as she continued reading, but felt heat rise up in "Ms Kitty". And so the woman decided to lift up the hem of her dress, slip her hand down her panties, and "stroke the kitty" waiting for the day that her kaiju savior would come and take her away from this wretched place.