Abigail had never been so angry. Her boyfriend had broken up with her and no excuse in the world was good enough! Sure, he said some nonsense about her overly dominating personality, how when she looked at him it always felt like she was about to swallow him whole, and how she had completely taken over his life leaving him feeling more like a slave than a man. Ha! What nonsense! He was hers and that was the only thing that mattered.
"Ooooh!" she exclaimed. Her anger reaching a fever pitch as without warning she began to grow. Abigail didn't even notice at first. All she could think about was how she was going to make her boyfriend pay. She finally snapped out of her reverie when her head bumped the ceiling of her mansion with a loud thump.
"Ouch!" she winced as she rubbed her head. "What's this? I'm so big! And I'm still growing!"
She hurried through her door as her growth kicked into high gear. Suddenly she found herself hundreds of feet tall, accidentally crushing her home and totaling her car. Her face cleared into a calm smile. Abigail knew EXACTLY what to do with her new status in society. She began sashaying towards the city, her heels smashing into her neighbors houses. Glass shattered, cars crunched, and the now even more insignificant people squealed in fear.
When she finally arrived in front of her boyfriend's apartment, a trail of destruction in her wake, she finally realized just how HUGE she had become. She had to lean down to find his floor. There he was, cooking dinner. He should have been cooking HER dinner! Her hand effortlessly smashed through the tower's facade as she gripped him roughly in her hand. He didn't even have time to scream.
"Hi, honey, I've thought about it and I think you should beg me to take you back," her smirk was wide and knowing. "Now you see, I'm hungry, you forgot to make me my supper." She tilted her head and pursed her lips, gazing at the rest of the city and mockingly pretended to be in deep thought. "Oh, I know! If you can't prepare my meal you can become my meal!"
Abigail's mouth opened, a thread of saliva forming between her teeth. "What was that you were saying earlier, my darling? That you always felt like one day I was going to gobble you up? Well, sometimes wishes come true, my love." His eyes widened as she lowered him into her gaping maw. Already breathless from her grasp, the rest of the air in his lungs was lost as she began sucking on him. Her precious, pink, plush lips greedily squeezed his waist as her rough and velvety tongue pummeled his face.
"Mmmmm..." He tastes GOOD, I wonder if EVERYONE tastes this DELECTABLE, Abigail thought to herself. With her EX-boyfriend's legs still dangling from her mouth, she bit down. CRUNCH. Her lips parted and she stared dreamily into the horizon as she absorbed him. His taste, his essence, all hers. With a satisfied moan she felt herself growing again, a pleasant thought crossing her mind. Now they'll all be my slaves... and my snacks.
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