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Wandering Giantess 4k
🕑 Added 2022-02-03 08:24:57 +0000 UTCClaire's shadow fell over the city one afternoon. The wandering giantess had chosen it for her hunting ground today and, she would find another tomorrow. If she stayed in the same place too long, the humans would all evacuate and she'd run out of food. By the time she arrived the city was already in a panic, her footsteps shook the ground from miles away and she was taller than most buildings so being stealthy wasn't an option. Her size allowed her to cross so much ground that it didn't matter, even at a stroll the humans didn't barely had time to leave the buildings, which was perfect for a hungry giantess. Claire's steps cracked the ground beneath her, splattering the unlucky humans beneath her purple-painted toes. She didn't like wasting food, but she enjoyed the feeling of people popping underfoot, so she made no effort to avoid them. Those nearby that avoided her feet were knocked over by the tremors and made for easy prey. Her fingers carefully plucked them off the ground; she avoided crushing them because she didn't like the taste of blood, she much preferred them whole and live. She plopped one in her mouth and sat down to enjoy it. He thrashed in an attempt to crawl out but, her tongue was bigger and stringer than him. It soaked him in saliva and shoved him around in her mouth. Once Claire was comfortable on the building she was using as a chair, she tilted her head back and swallowed. He was shoved backwards into her throat with far too much strength to hope to fight. He tumbled down her throat to her stomach where he found himself surrounded by more unfortunate victims. Claire's stomach was hot and humid, not to mention the acid. It was a cacophony of screams as he watched people dissolving, becoming nutrients for the giant girl. Outside, Claire was having fun with her rampage. She was getting close to full and had mostly stopped eating people. That didn't mean she wasn't still terrorizing them though. She swung her legs back and forth across the street, her wiggling toes grazed people on the way by, knocking them over. Once they were on the ground they were at her mercy; she let a few escape, but most were ground under her sole as it swung past. A few found themselves squeezed between her toes, captured in their sweaty embrace. She played with them for a bit, swinging them around, squeezing them, and wiggling her toes around them. When she had sufficiently terrorized them, they would join the others in her stomach. Even after all this, her rampage only totaled a few dozen casualties, leaving plenty of humans left for her next visit in a few weeks.
