My name is Kristy Heilenday and I am 50 feet tall with size 150 shoes and can’t help but literally step on people to get where I’m going. To avoid hurting anyone, I relocated to a large cave in the foothills of the Andes Mountains but have a regular-sized surrogate body that I control from afar via telepathy.
Before I reached my enormous proportions, life was normal. I grew up in Virginia Beach and got into trouble here and there but was mostly a good kid. I met my soon-to-be surrogate at the mall while getting my belly button pierced, and the rest is history.
These days, I tend to keep my body busy in the office doing different kinds of push ups, listening to speed metal, and penning long love letters to Nick Lachey.