The Ronson & Ronson Banking Ltd. office tower groaned in agony as a 17-story Nikki Stardust leaned against it, taking a short breather to assess her trick-or-treating haul so far. Let's see... it's 10:30PM, and she'd cleared out around 4 city blocks' worth of candy! ...And people... and cars... and -Nikki stroked the underside of her "Candy Bag," feeling for and counting all the prominent protrusions- aaaand 2 apartment buildings! Feeling the tens of hundreds of delicate little people wriggling around in behemoth tummy wracked her spine with satisfaction, knowing that they were overjoyed to be deep inside the idol they craved as they massaged her belly from within and incoherently sang her praises. Flicking the top off a nearby fire hydrant, she leaned back against the skyscraper and picked her teeth with a lamppost freshly plucked from the ground, checking her sharktoothed smile in the puddle's reflection.

Nikki turned her head back upwards at the sound of something approaching from above. A news helicopter was fast approaching - surely the whole waiting world was simply *aching* to get get in on the action too, right? Never one to disappoint the fans, Nikki decided to put on a spooky striptease for the folks at home who couldn't make it in person. She ran her hands up the gravid swell of her bloated tummy, the sequins of her kaiju onesie shimmering tantalizingly in the spotlight above. Her hands made their way up to her chest and she took a drawn out moment kneading and groping her boobs, thumbs pressing in circles into the fabric where her nipples would be. Cupping the colossal breasts with one arm, she gradually reached up to pull down her zipper, revealing yard after yard of cleavage deep enough to quite literally get lost in, stopping about halfway down the span of her bust. She then slowly reached her arms back behind her head for a biiiiig stretch, forcing her zipper ever downwards towards her navel as her prodigious chest forced its teeth to part more and more. Hidden behind the tented fabric between her tits and tummy was the prominent bulge of an 18-wheeler, and the bulges of other cars, people, and buildings became far more noticable through her pale blue skin.

Feeling her poor hungry belly cry out for more, Nikki decided it was time to bring the act to a close, reaching down with both hands to gently cup the underside of her rotund stomach. Ever so gently, she lifted her girth up, up, uuuup... and let it plop back into her lap. In but a moment, the entire surface of her gut smoothed out as the once-solid contents of her witch's cauldron were instantly liquified. The bobbling belly, once relatively firm and rigid, now jiggled like a balloon filled with pudding in the lap of the titanic idol. At this grisly sight, the news chopper decided it had seen enough, and began to back off. Nikki, however, had not worked her libido up just to go without a parting snack, as she quickly reached up for the heli, its blades screaming in agony as they warped against the surface of her unscathed fingers closing in. With the relatively untouched cabin of the vehicle now between her fingers, she brought the vehicle up to her mouth and planted a series of deep smooches on it, each press of her plush lips, each drawn out "Mmmmwuh~!" further denting the body and cracking the windshield, before she gave her captive audience one parting kiss, sucking the hapless helicopter right down her throat into the sea of digestive slop the news crew had caught from the outside mere moments prior.



Happy Belated Halloween!!! This was a shitload of fun to make, both in terms of the image and story! PEACE OUT!

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