"Gabe! What the fuck are you doing?" A tall, wiry man stood beneath an old black birch, looking up into its dense canopy of branches that spread out wide across the sky.
"I want a better view. I'll be down in a sec," Gabe called back down to his friend as he gripped the birch's largest branch with his thighs, hands reaching up to grab another to hoist him higher towards the canopy.
"If you fall, I ain't rescuing you! You dumb fuck."
"Calm down, Luis. I'll be fine! I'm not even that high up."
"Whatever..." Luis muttered under his breath as he turned to look around him. Twisted and weather beaten trees clung to granite stones, growing sparsely among dense clusters of wild blueberries and sheep laurel. Frustrated by Gabe's antics, he wandered away from the old birch towards a rock overhang at the base of a massive rock formation. Jumbled boulders gathered beneath it, as if in some perpetual congress to discuss matters of lichen, slowly eating at their mineral bodies. The back of the overhang was hidden in deep shadows; cave-like and ominous. Absently, Luis began picking up small stones, throwing them into the black obscurity of the overhang. The stones whizzed through the air, disappearing into the shadows before sending back a dull clink of stone hitting stone. Bored, he continued tossing stones at the overhang; each one returning a clinking, clattering sound. Picking up a larger stone, Luis hurled it towards the back of the overhang, expecting to hear a satisfying clunk of stone hitting stone. Instead, he heard the thud of hard stone connecting with something soft. Curious, he threw another. The same flat thud but this time followed by a low groan. A sound that was distinctly alive.
He stopped, stomach sinking, knowing all too well that black bears roamed these mountains. Squinting, he tried to peer into the gloom beneath the overhang. He saw something stir, something big. Luis took a step back, never taking his eyes from the shadows. Another sound: a low moaning groan. Something is lurking in the shadows, but what? He thought, as he continued walking backwards, his heart pounding in his chest. What he saw next defied all logic and reason. His eyes grew wide as a human hand reached out from the dark. At least, it appeared human aside from its abnormal size. Palms like dinner plates with fingers the size of crowbars gripped the edge of one of the boulders. Blood rushed in Luis’ ears. He tried to call out but his voice caught in his throat which had suddenly gone dry.
"I want a better view. I'll be down in a sec," Gabe called back down to his friend as he gripped the birch's largest branch with his thighs, hands reaching up to grab another to hoist him higher towards the canopy.
"If you fall, I ain't rescuing you! You dumb fuck."
"Calm down, Luis. I'll be fine! I'm not even that high up."
"Whatever..." Luis muttered under his breath as he turned to look around him. Twisted and weather beaten trees clung to granite stones, growing sparsely among dense clusters of wild blueberries and sheep laurel. Frustrated by Gabe's antics, he wandered away from the old birch towards a rock overhang at the base of a massive rock formation. Jumbled boulders gathered beneath it, as if in some perpetual congress to discuss matters of lichen, slowly eating at their mineral bodies. The back of the overhang was hidden in deep shadows; cave-like and ominous. Absently, Luis began picking up small stones, throwing them into the black obscurity of the overhang. The stones whizzed through the air, disappearing into the shadows before sending back a dull clink of stone hitting stone. Bored, he continued tossing stones at the overhang; each one returning a clinking, clattering sound. Picking up a larger stone, Luis hurled it towards the back of the overhang, expecting to hear a satisfying clunk of stone hitting stone. Instead, he heard the thud of hard stone connecting with something soft. Curious, he threw another. The same flat thud but this time followed by a low groan. A sound that was distinctly alive.
He stopped, stomach sinking, knowing all too well that black bears roamed these mountains. Squinting, he tried to peer into the gloom beneath the overhang. He saw something stir, something big. Luis took a step back, never taking his eyes from the shadows. Another sound: a low moaning groan. Something is lurking in the shadows, but what? He thought, as he continued walking backwards, his heart pounding in his chest. What he saw next defied all logic and reason. His eyes grew wide as a human hand reached out from the dark. At least, it appeared human aside from its abnormal size. Palms like dinner plates with fingers the size of crowbars gripped the edge of one of the boulders. Blood rushed in Luis’ ears. He tried to call out but his voice caught in his throat which had suddenly gone dry.
The hand pulled forward, bringing into view a woman of massive size, bronze skinned and naked with thick dark hair that curled over her breasts and coiled about her face. Her eyes flashed with a greedy look as she climbed out into the open with cat-like grace. Luis continued to back up, his face blanched, legs weak with terror. His knees shook and gave out beneath him, causing him to fall backwards into a sheep laurel shrub. The moment that he fell, the enormous woman lunged towards him with little effort. Powerful thighs launching her bulk towards him, her arm – the size of his torso – extended towards him, hand outstretched. Luis was helpless before her, the shock of the situation preventing him from reacting in any logical way. What is happening? How is this possible?! His thoughts shrieked through his mind.
She seized him before he could think to move, muscular fingers wrapping around his thin frame. Finding his voice at last, he let out a scream of pure horror. The giantess grinned, seeming to take pleasure in his terror. Her grin widened as she opened her jaws, teeth parting to reveal a crimson tongue dripping with saliva.
"Please! No!" Luis called out in protest, "I'm sorry! It was an accident! Please!"
Hearing the commotion, Gabe craned his neck around, gripping onto a branch a good 15 feet above the ground. He nearly fell when he saw what was happening. There stood a woman who could easily look him eye to eye had she been standing besides the old birch. Her mouth gaping open, dangling his friend above it. Frozen with fear, Gabe clutched at the branch, unsure of what to do. A lump caught in his throat as he watched the giantess shove Luis into her greedy maw. Jaws opened impossibly wide. She forced him meanly into her throat, muffling his screams. His slender frame bulged her throat as she gulped him down with the hunger of a crocodile who had not eaten for an entire year.
Gabe watched in confusion, terror, and disbelief as his friend disappeared from sight, the giantess's belly expanding as her jaws clamped shut with a final, hearty swallow. Her throat contracted, drawing the body of her prey down her gullet. As Luis sank into her, her belly bulged grotesquely. She let out a sigh, her hands falling to her engorged stomach, Luis churning within her. Gabe's mind raced as he clung to the tree, as if trying to meld into the bark and cambium, the only place that seemed to impart any safety. What now? What do I do? How... how could this happen?!
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My skin glistened with beads of sweat, dripping down my neck to my heaving chest as I caught my breath. The ascent up the mountainside had been steep and slow as I meandered my way through dense stands of birch saplings and over the fallen bodies of pines whose shallow roots conceded at last to gravity's relentless pull. Sighing, I collapsed against the gnarled base of an ancient looking black birch, looking out across the forest below me. There had been no paths to follow, no destination, only the gnawing desire to leave the human world behind me and find something, somewhere that was making sense. Or at least where I wasn’t being judged so unfairly by everyone around me.
Katydids and crickets began to sing their rhythmic droning songs, their sounds catching in the heavy Summer air. Shadows lengthened as the Sun began its journey below the western horizon, sending out a farewell of brilliant rose and gold light across the sky. Night was approaching and I had no pack, no supplies, no plan. All what I knew was that this mountain had called to me, coaxing me away from all trails, ever deeper into the forest. Yet there was no fear within me, no sense of doubt or regret. Only relief. I felt, at last, I had come home.
Katydids and crickets began to sing their rhythmic droning songs, their sounds catching in the heavy Summer air. Shadows lengthened as the Sun began its journey below the western horizon, sending out a farewell of brilliant rose and gold light across the sky. Night was approaching and I had no pack, no supplies, no plan. All what I knew was that this mountain had called to me, coaxing me away from all trails, ever deeper into the forest. Yet there was no fear within me, no sense of doubt or regret. Only relief. I felt, at last, I had come home.
The next day I explored the mountain and found that a hiking trail led to the top from the opposite side than I had traveled from. This felt like a bit of a cruel joke, considering I had come here to escape being around people. And here was a trail that led directly to me! This fact set my mind into motion. My mind was consumed then with the very thoughts that I had been told were “freakish” and “crazy” when I tried sharing them with my now ex friends. They hadn’t even granted me grace for the fact that it all began with dreams. One or two a month at first, then every night. How can I be blamed for dreams that I cannot control? Still, they told me only a sick person could have such dreams and, in any case, I could at least control the cravings. Of course, it was easy for them to say, as ones not experiencing it as I was. And once again those cravings rushed through my body, every nerve aching to be sated.
Suddenly, I heard someone walking up the trail, their footsteps crunching over fallen leaves and loose stones. My breath caught in my throat and I ducked behind some boulders. This is my chance, I thought. Shortly, a young woman, standing only about 5 feet tall, came over the rock ledge and made her way towards the boulders. I held my breath as she set down her pack and scrambled up the side of a small boulder a short distance away. Her back was turned to me and she was drinking from her thermos.
As quietly as I could I crept barefoot around the boulder I had been crouched behind. Crawling on all fours, I made my way to the base of the boulder where the hiker sat. Just as she took the thermos from her lips, I pounced. My hands grabbing her shoulders as I yanked her down. She let out a grunt as her body hit the sandy ground with a thud. I had a good ten inches and 90 pounds more than her, so it was not too difficult to overpower her. I pinned her arms against her body with my thighs. My mouth was salivating.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” she cried out.
I only grinned down at her, my hands still clutching her shoulders. I couldn’t form words anymore. My body was on fire with a hunger lust that coursed through my veins. My only thoughts were to follow through. Without thinking, I tore her clothes from her body, ripping at the seams with my hands and teeth as my thighs kept her pinned. She tried to crawl away several times, but this only aided in stripping her. She screamed and kicked, not realizing that her fate was much worse than what she had likely imagined.
My mouth opened wide, saliva dripping down onto her face. Droplets splashed into her eyes, causing her to close them and scream louder. Uncertain if anyone else might be hiking, I quickly grabbed her and shoved her head first into my mouth. Mostly it was to quiet her, but soon I realized that I was swallowing her alive. Whole. Just as in my dreams! I felt waves of excitement pulsing through my body as my senses became heightened. I could feel the vibrations of her continued screams as she traveled down my throat. Each vocalization sent a massaging tremor through my torso. My breasts and nipples grew aroused from the sensation.
Gasping and gulping I shoved her deeper into me. I felt her head expanding the sphincter of my stomach, stretching me beyond what I thought was possible. Sending a tingling over my stomach, down my belly button, and through my ribs. My clit began to fill with blood, becoming swollen and warm between my thighs. Pleasure overwhelmed me for a moment and I began to push her quickly down into me. Each curve and edge of her body sending a new and arousing sensation through my digestive tract. Drool hung from the corners of my mouth as her thighs passed over my lips and into my waiting gullet. I gulped and swallowed, the muscles of my throat drawing her deeper and deeper until the entirety of her body had disappeared into the confines of my stomach. I could feel the button and zipper of my pants give up entirely as the hiker’s body dropped heavily inside of me.
As I shut my lips, I looked down and saw how massive I had become. She had seemed small, but forced into my 5 foot 10 body she suddenly seemed enormous. With a final gulp, I gasped and let out a deep, rumbling belch. I could only sit there, my back against the boulder as my gut spilled out between my thighs. I sat with my legs splayed out, my thighs and knees pressing against the sides of my distended belly. The most incredible part was seeing her move within me, her struggling motions causing my skin to ripple. I ran my hand over the constantly shifting form of my prey within me in a stupor, drunk with the pleasure of having quenched my cravings at last. And yet, I wanted more. I drifted into a hazy sleep, dreaming of unimaginable feasting.
When I woke, I found myself shrouded in night, a full moon casting silver-blue light and slender shadows across the mountaintop. Forgetting for a moment what had happened, I looked down to find my belly soft and rounded and my pants torn not only at the fastenings but at the seams. My shirt too had torn at the seams and was unable to fully cover my stomach. Remembering then the hiker, I placed a hand on my gut, grabbing at it and feeling only a plush fullness where once a writhing body had been.
“Fuck. So, my body can do that!”
I stood up and the shreds of my clothes hung to my suddenly much thicker body. But when I stood up fully, I realized how I seemed to have grown taller as well. The boulders which had once been up to my chest at the smallest were now at my hips. At first I shrugged this off as some trick of the moonlight. Until I saw the tent. There, just on the other side of the boulder the hiker had been sitting on, was a small tent. It was nearly half my size, much too small to fit me.
I held my breath, wondering if they’d heard me exclaiming to myself. I didn’t even hear them! I stood there quietly for quite some time before that same craving came over me again. That deep hunger and a lust for the sensate pleasure of devouring. Before long, I had pounced onto the tent, trapping the two men who were asleep inside, claiming them as my next meals.
I held my breath, wondering if they’d heard me exclaiming to myself. I didn’t even hear them! I stood there quietly for quite some time before that same craving came over me again. That deep hunger and a lust for the sensate pleasure of devouring. Before long, I had pounced onto the tent, trapping the two men who were asleep inside, claiming them as my next meals.
Several weeks must have passed this way.
It became difficult to keep track of how much time was passing. Between the feverish dreams and regular devourings, I was in a pleasure filled daze. Nothing mattered in those moments but consuming and digesting. In fact, I had grown so delirious in my constant feasting, that I hardly had noticed just how gigantic I had become. Each meal came with a growth spurt, expanding my body upwards and outwards. Yet, after a while, my upwards growth began to slow, replaced by the expanding of my butt, thighs, breasts, and belly. I was growing plump from sheer abundance and considered nothing more important than this.
Yet just when I had thought I would grow fat on the near constant stream of hikers and campers to the mountain, something shifted and an end came to my feast. Perhaps so many disappearances had led people to avoid the trail altogether. My meals were spaced out across the span of several days, weeks, and months. My body’s stored fat became my source of survival as I awaited the arrival of my meals as a spider sits in her web. If things did not change soon, I would be forced to move on to find new hunting grounds.
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Gabe watched from the tree as the giantess waddled back into the shadows of the overhang. He listened, nearly holding his breath, as she let out gasps and moans of ecstasy that echoed over the rocky surfaces. Is she… getting off to Luis… to him… DYING inside of her? He felt sick. But the sounds of her pleasured sighs still caused his cock to grow hard, which made him feel even sicker. His friend had just been murdered by the source of those moans. Fuck snap out of it Gabe! Don’t be a freak! he mentally chastised himself for feeling turned on at all. Maybe I can get help. This… this must be why so many people have disappeared here! He felt he had to do something. He couldn’t let anyone else die like this. Resolved in this, he began to climb down the tree.
The sun was low on the horizon and Gabe knew he’d have to hurry if he was going to make it down before dark fell. Slowly, he grabbed his pack, trying his best to avoid making any noise. Keeping his eyes constantly on the rock overhang, he slipped his pack on and began tip-toing towards the trail head. His breathing was shallow and he often had to remind himself to not hold his breath. Each step felt tortuous, the fear of the giantess waking was alive in every fiber of his body. And yet, Gabe realized he truly had no idea if the giantess was actually sleeping. His stomach sank as he thought of how she could be watching him from the shadows, waiting to pounce on him.
A scraping sound of pebbles against sand sifted out from the boulders. Gabe froze. Maybe she IS watching me! He tried to swallow the lump that was forming in his throat. His eyes darted around, looking for the nearest cover and just how far the trailhead was. He could make the trailhead, but he would have to sprint. And the only cover aside from the boulders were some scrubby trees and low laying shrubs that seemed useful only for rabbits. He weighed his options and decided to sprint, thinking maybe he’d have a chance to outrun her. He counted off to three in his mind before snapping into motion, darting towards the trailhead. Except she had been watching him and seemed to know exactly what he was going to do.
Within seconds, the giantess had pinned Gabe to the ground. He hadn’t even made it past the boulders before she had tackled him, her enormous body overpowering him effortlessly. Her belly, groaning and heavy, pressed down on his torso and thighs. He couldn’t even struggle beneath the weight of her. As he lay there helplessly, he felt his cock trying to rise, pressing into the fleshy gut of his captor. What is wrong with me? he thought, shame overwhelming him. Especially at the thought that it was his friend stretching the belly that his cock was pressing into. Disgusted with himself, Gabe gave up struggling completely. It was all too much to process. Luis was gone and he was somehow aroused by this giantess who had eaten him.
“You’re into this, aren’t you?” the giantess spoke, her voice low and deep with a teasing tone.
Gabe gritted his teeth, his face growing hot with embarrassment.
“Oh, you definitely are!” she laughed, lifting her belly up from him just enough that his cock could continue to rise. Despite his best efforts, he pitched a tent in his nylon pants, the tip of his cock pressing hard into the giantess’ rounded belly. She continued to grin at him as she slowly pulled her belly back and forth over his cock, often stopping so that it plunged into her navel. There she would rock her belly from side to side, teasing his cock until it twitched. Gabe closed his eyes, feeling more turned on than he had ever felt in his life. None of his past sexual experiences could compare to the intensity of arousal that had overcome him. That this giantess had forced upon him against his will. He hadn’t wanted to enjoy this, but he did. And he didn’t want it to stop.
“I was going to eat you,” the giantess smirked, “but now I think I’ll keep you around as my personal pet.”
Her pet? Gabe considered this for a moment, trying to think clearly, trying to make sense of things. Until he felt her fingers tracing over his chest and stomach, searching him. His mind went blank in that moment, unable to focus on anything but her. She deftly undid Gabe’s pants and pulled them and his underwear down to his knees. His cock sprang forth, throbbing and dripping with pre-cum. He felt ashamed at how turned on he was but he was starting to forget why. His mind overcome with an ache to be satisfied, to feel his cock release onto this hulking woman who was holding him down beneath her.
Her pet? Gabe considered this for a moment, trying to think clearly, trying to make sense of things. Until he felt her fingers tracing over his chest and stomach, searching him. His mind went blank in that moment, unable to focus on anything but her. She deftly undid Gabe’s pants and pulled them and his underwear down to his knees. His cock sprang forth, throbbing and dripping with pre-cum. He felt ashamed at how turned on he was but he was starting to forget why. His mind overcome with an ache to be satisfied, to feel his cock release onto this hulking woman who was holding him down beneath her.
She held him with one hand as she spread labia with the other, revealing the wet folds of her glistening pussy. Gabe watched in awe as she lowered herself down onto his cock, using him to stimulate the walls of her sex. He groaned, unable to hold himself back. The tip of his cock slid against the inside of the giantess, the fleshy walls pulsing against him. Her clit, larger than his hand, pressed into his stomach as she rode him. She sighed with pleasure as Gabe’s cock was pressed against the base of her clit within her greedy cunt.
Each thrust of her hips sent shockwaves of arousal through Gabe’s body. The sheer weight of her was nearly crushing, despite her seeming to be trying not to. Each time her clit pressed into his belly the air was knocked out of him, nearly causing him to lose consciousness several times. This only heightened his sense of pleasure as he felt himself enter into an altered state of awareness. Nothing existed then but the desires of this giantess and that she was riding his cock. He was pleasuring her, she had chosen him, and that was all that mattered.