It didn’t occur to Mallory to feel

afraid. While only newly ascendant as a

planet-devouring behemoth

, her outlook on herself and her relation to everything around her had already adapted to being above human concerns about physical safety.




After all, when you were floating in space after eating the Earth it was hard to

“

Buuuuurp!”




Because of the size of the source the belch pealed across the land like thunder, rattling windows a mile away. But it was a rather petite burp compared to other belches Mallory had let loose in the past day. This wasn’t the belch of a full belly,

a preamble to another round of growth. The blonde giantess still needed a bit more

If you’ve never tried to stay alert and focused on your surroundings for a considerable length of time – like, say, hours upon hours while standing in one location – it can be surprising just how difficult it is. With nothing to do but

watch

a single place

your mind will try to occupy itself by drifting into memories

or fantasies,

With every step Mallory

fell further away from the nearest city, away from any concentration of people

large

enough to grab her attention. It was a testament to how big she had grown that this didn’t bother her.




Or maybe it was just a confirmation of how much her eating habits had changed in the past 24 hours. To go fr

Mallory felt like she hadn’t eaten in months.




She had just gone to sleep for a couple hours to digest her meal (and grow even fatter and taller), and she was amazed at how completely her belly had emptied in so little time.

What she normally thought of as vacancy for more ‘guests’ was now a pit gnawing at her.

The monster was sleeping.




For hours now the nation, and then the world, had been watching the rampage of the blonde giantess identified as Mallory Woolfe. From her fair-sized town in Missouri to a suburban sprawl and now into the adjoining metropolis, the young woman had torn a widening gash into the ground.

As damaging as a hurricane, only more focused, she had already delivered billions of

The national news agencies

were

long



on the story

by

now. Mallory was sure the international press was covering her (figuratively; at over 42 feet tall nothing could literally cover her up), but

so far all she could see

make out

Missouri didn’t get earthquakes, which only added to the confusion and panic people experienced.




It was shortly after dawn, the day after Binge Day.

Never a particularly busy morning, what with the women who had enjoyed the secular holiday still sleeping off their feasts and everyone else wanting to unwind from the stress of the previous day.

“

I’m big enough that anyone can become food for this beautiful gut of mine, but it takes so much to fill me up I have to keep eating more. Hashtag apex pred problems.”




Mallory wasn’t certain her viewers could hear her clearly. At

14 feet tall her phone was like a Barbie doll’s accessory, so small she had to hold it in her palm,

Mallory woke up ready to eat.




She was born to eat,

so that was no surprise

.

But today was special. Today

was like her personal Christmas.




The Binge.

“

What’s up, munchies? It’s your favorite mouth, Mallory, coming to you with another hog vlog check-in.




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