I stepped out of the pool and shook my dark long hair from side to side, trying to disentangle where it had knotted together. As I emerged I brushed the hair and water away from my eyes to get a better look at my surroundings. The jungle was peaceful. The pool which the waterfall fed was not a large one but it was perfect to cool down in this steamy heat of the tropics. I had taken off my clothes and laid them aside to relax in the pool. Now I stepped onto the tiny ledge provided by a rather slippery rock, being sure to keep my center of gravity low so as not to slip. Bit by bit, I moved my feet towards the dry area of the rock. Finally, reaching a safe footing, I stood and stretched. There was something very thrilling about being completely unencumbered by clothes out alone in the wilderness.

 

I had taken a few weeks off and it was only the second day of my roaming. I planned to live off the land and ruff it for a bit. I was sick of everything being done for me mechanically. The tedious drone of work. Here I could walk as far as I wanted in a day, cook my own meals, climb trees, observe nature. Last time, I had gotten some excellent shots of wild animals and scenic landscapes.

 

 My clothes were piled on a nearby rock and as I looked towards them I noticed a scurrying near a crevice between the rocks. It couldn’t be already, could it? I carefully picked my way towards the rock and looked under the ledge. I was almost as surprised as they were, though no doubt they were much more scared. The little men could not conceal their presence from me as they had a torch lit. The free men had lost most of our societies advanced technology and had to make do with more primitive tools. That was the dawn of the great enlightened time. Woman ruled. Men were shrunk and kept as food. The shrinking process altered their genome to include their small stature as part of the hereditary material passed on from generation to generation. We woman didn’t care. We could inseminate eggs in a laboratory. Some people in our food stocks escaped over the years and started breeding in the wild. It was commonly know that settlements could be found in remote areas of the world if one was lucky enough to find them

 

I started towards the little men. Not surprisingly, they scattered. Some went right, the others left but all trying to make their way around the rock. I had counted nine in all. I wondered how many I could catch. Without wasting any time, I moved after the ones who broke left and followed them around the rock. My hand snaked after them and caught hold of one. I grabbed him and without time to waste transferred him to my right hand while I reached for another. Suddenly I jerked back as pain shot through my hand. The little heathen had burned me with his torch. I got a hold of him none too gently which caused him to loose his fire stick. I brought him up to my face. He had no illusions about what was about to happen to him. He knew what I would do to him and he didn’t seem afraid or even concerned. I admired that but it didn’t save him. I swallowed him quickly and kept searching, resisting the temptation to giggle with the squirming suddenly coming from my stomach. My mother always told me it was impolite to laugh when eating men. It was a hard habit to break.

 

 My hunt was energized by the wiggling feeling coming from my belly as the poor creature tried to climb out of my stomach. He would never make it.  I searched a moment more and saw two men running between rocks. I caught them both in my left hand. I brought them up to my eyes to further study them. Then I licked my lips. They looked so appetizing. I smiled at them to reassure them. Then one by one I ate the three men in my hands (there was still one in my right hand if you remember). Boys like that could cost a girl a high price no matter where she ate, so I counted myself lucky. They wiggled and squirmed in my belly and I laughed aloud at the tickling feeling coming from within. I noticed several more men running from me, now certain they could be of no further help to their comrades. They could be of help to me. Not just as food either. I would follow them to their village. They couldn’t be here without a settlement nearby. I let them go and returned to the rocks on the side of the pool to put on my clothes.

 

That night I found their campsite. Their delicious comrades had long since been digested and I had contented myself with wild berries and some of the food I had brought along for dinner. They were a sorry bunch, slouched around the campfire, no one saying anything. Thoughts of my earlier meal weighed on their minds no doubt. Giantesses such as myself are scarce in this area. They probably are not used to dealing with anything more than wild animals.

 

 I found a place to sleep nearby their camp and waited for morning. I loved the hunt.

 

I followed them and took to scouting ahead of them. This paid off because I soon discovered the whereabouts of their village, still several hours walk for what remained of the hunting party. It would be funny to watch them walk into a deserted town or perhaps to find me downing the last of their neighbors as the reached the clearing. I set up a parameter net around the town so none of the residence could escape. (A parameter refers to a tiny fence that no girl leaves home without in case she happens upon just such a village.) This was just being competed at twilight when I saw a young couple walking towards me, into what they considered to be a secluded spot in the jungle. The young man was quite handsome and fit. I would have chosen him in any supermarket. Fit young men put up a much better struggle. He would doubtless put up a good struggle from within. The girl was quite attractive. What an appetizing couple. The woman appeared reluctant to follow the man past the last bit of brush so he preceded her with encouraging words and gestures before disappearing past the shrubs and coming face to face with me. I flicked him into my mouth and closed it to prevent his screaming to his girl.

 

Tov’ut disappeared around the giant blades of grass after gesturing me onwards. He wished to pillow together but I was not at all sure I was ready. The other girls of the village had urged me on. He was everything one could want in a man but still I was not sure if I wanted pleasure quite yet. There was a rustling behind the brush. I called his name but he did not respond to me. How strange, I remember thinking. Pushing through the foliage I emerged to find myself staring up at the face of a remarkably beautiful woman.  She smiled at me and then spat out something. Whatever it was, it landed at my feet. Upon a second glance I realized it was Tov’ut’s animal skins that covered his more private areas. The rising panic I had initially felt when I realized Tov’ut was not in the clearing, now gripped me. The giant woman had just eaten my boyfriend! I filled my lungs to scream but her mouth came towards me so quickly that I did not have an opportunity to yell before her lips, making the shape of an “O” passed all around me and gripped my feet. A moment later I was covered in saliva. I kicked and screamed and thrashed but it did nothing to slow my movement towards the throat. Once there I was promptly swallowed. I could not believe that it was my lot in life to feed a giantess with my body. Upon entering her belly I cast about as the slime that coated me slowly burned off. I screamed for Tov’ut. He cam swimming over to me but he did not respond vocally to my cries. We held each other for what I knew would be the last time. His skin was feeling burned under my fingers and I realized that my own skin was starting to become irritated. A horribly loud noise came from somewhere, it was as loud as thunder but it was unmistakably biological in its sound. It felt as though her intestines were clamoring for our bodies and her stomach was hurrying to oblige. We rose up and down with the waves as her stomach squeezed and relaxed. There was no other food in her belly but ourselves. With a horrible realization I understood that she had purposely not eaten all day so she could gorge herself on my village. My parents, my friends would all soon join us down here and there was nothing I could do about it. I wailed and my scream echoed throughout the dark chamber.

  

The girl had put up a spirited fight which I enjoyed thoroughly. Personally I don’t mind eating other woman. Some of my friends are against it but there is no getting around that they are more expensive to buy.

 

I lay there letting the light grow dimmer before I made my assault upon the village. A small gurgle came from my stomach and I smiled as I thought of its occupants. They didn’t have long now. I watched the light play across the forest canopy, throwing everything below it in a tint of green, aside from the occasional shaft of light that found a break in the foliage and managed to illuminate a small patch of ground. All seemed right with the world. Nearby, the villagers no doubt thought this too. They would soon be in my belly. It would make their night horrible; they would serve to fill my belly.

  

I walked into the village once night had truly fallen. I started on the outskirts of the town and worked my way in. A small hut was the first thing I came to. I picked apart the hut quickly and found an occupant just stirring from slumber. He looked up at me like he was not sure if he was in a dream. I quickly made it clear to him that he was not asleep. Leaving the empty, broken hut, I tiptoed over to a larger home. I had to hand it to them, the did a good job constructing the building. It must have taken me thirty seconds to pry my way inside. Within I found a family of five. Two parents one young lady, and two boys in their teens. I ate the parents first, deciding that it would be far crueler to consume their children while they watched. I was quite benevolent to them. I chewed each enough to kill rather than swallowing. The three children, by this time were raising the alarm. Well it was going to happen sooner or later. I grabbed the girl and her youngest brother and tossed them into my mouth, bestowing the same courtesy to them as I had their parents by chewing them to bits before swallowing. Then I caught the young man who was about fifteen. He did not receive the gift of his death immediately but I simply placed him in my mouth, now rather bloodied from he family, and swallowed him whole.

As he made his way to my stomach, I turned and saw a militia gathering before me. I laughed as they set up a defensive parameter with pike men within their core was a group of archers. They begin firing at me which  was slightly annoying but none of their arrows pierced my skin or indeed my clothes. I made my way carefully towards them trying not to step on anyone but accidentally getting a lady. Oh well.

 

The archers were not as safe as they thought. One by one I picked up the pike men and dropped them to the ground. This resulted in broken arms and legs. Then, with a sweep of my hand I sent the archers flying.

 

After I picked an arrow or two out of my hand, I returned my attention to the soldiers who were still able to run. Wasting no time, I rounded them off and allowed myself the indulgence of eating each one I caught. Soon I found that all able bodied soldiers were in my belly. There were still plenty with broken limbs from the “battle” and I concentrated on them next. Many people screamed as I gobbled them up several at a time. I was enjoying myself immensely. I confess to laughing quite freely now because there were so many people in my belly that were moving around. It must have been horrible for the villagers to hear as they watched me devour their fellow soldiers and tried to crawl away before I reached them. It was harder still on the wives and children of the militia who watched me eat their loved ones with unsuppressed glee.

 

The bitch had dropped me! Both my legs were broken! I was in the middle of a field of shattered soldiers. Men moaned and tried to crawl as best they could but most, to no avail. I saw an archer running from her, his weapon long cast aside. She reached down and grabbed him. With a toss of her hair she smiled at the young man and tossed him into her mouth. She had already started towards us as she swallowed him. Then she bent down and started taking the wounded. Her cleavage was slightly exposed. One young man looked up and said it was like seeing heaven and hell all at once. He was right but the comment on her extraordinary beauty cost him his life. A man next to him picked up a spear and thrust it through the lad. The man who had done this had watched her step on his wife and didn’t take to anyone calling the giantess beautiful.

 

The poor lad still had the pike in him when the giantess picked him up. He writhed in agony on the end. She ate him like a kebab and then tossed the pike aside. Her hands scraped the earth leaving gashes like a plows as she scooped up men all around me. I watched as they disappeared behind her beautiful lips. She was incredibly beautiful. It was a terrible site as I saw my neighbor looking back at us for help as he and two other men disappeared into her mouth. She seemed to chew them a few times and I thought I might have herd a scream from within her mouth but there were so many others about me who were already screaming that I could not be sure.  Then with an audible gulp, I watched as the bulge that contained my neighbor move incredibly quickly down her throat.

 

Finally it was my turn. She took me from the ground with five other men. I was brought to the bloody gaping maw, her saliva turned red and flowing freely to lubricate our passage. We were thrust inside where the light of the campfire could hardly reach. A second later her mouth closed and I saw nothing. I heard the pitiful cries of my friends as she began to chew. I was fortunate to be on her tongue but many of the others weren’t. There was no way she could swallow us all together as we were. She needed to chew first. The screams only lasted a few seconds, a few chomps and then only a moan or two. I was alone alive within that beauty’s mouth as she cut my friends flesh and ground their bones to meal. I didn’t dare move, otherwise she might chew me too. Suddenly her tongue moved about me and I feared I would be placed under her teeth but no. She was gathering the mashed flesh of my comrades on her tongue. Much of them piled on top of me. It was a heavy weight and I struggled under it, no longer caring if she knew I was alive. Suddenly I was thrown backwards and then was falling. She had swallowed me and my broken comrades. We traveled down her esophagus for what did not seem like a long time at all. Then I entered her belly.

 

It was truly Hell. It was full of screaming men who sounded like woman with the noise they were making. The laughing and giggling of the woman whom had just turned us into her dinner was everpresent. Everyone was thrashing about in the hot acid. The acid was more painful than even I was prepared for. The heat and smell of the place were terrible and would have given one an instant head ach had there not been the pain of the acid and the fear of loosing ones life to distract one. The un-chewed, un-dropped archers were struggling for all it was worth, which was not very much, while we foot soldiers began to sink into the depths of the stomach. I could not tread water very long, my legs were broken and I kept getting shoved under by unseen hands of people trying to stay at the surface. Every few seconds a new batch of people, some alive, some not, were forced into the stomach. I was eventually pushed down when several men, screaming, fell into the gastric juices. It took longer than it should have.

 

I finished the last of the soldiers. Looking about I made sure that I had eaten every last one, live or not. Their death would have purpose. One of the most important laws we woman have is that men must be eaten if they are killed. You may never waste them.

I belched loudly, not bothering to excuse my self. I think the village was past that. I did feel the men within me renew their struggles as the belch forced gas out of my belly causing my stomach to constrict on the delicious little creatures. Some were trying to climb out of my belly. How cute. I smiled and then, unable to hold it I laughed again. My abs tightened and it sent some of the climbers back into the acid. The poor dears. They would think I was mocking them.

 

With most of the soldiers in my stomach I began wandering the village. No one could escape because of my perimeter. I took it slowly. Usually swallowing people live but chewing when the impulse struck me. Generally, men were swallowed while it was considered more polite to chew the females. Woman are more delicate creatures then men and don’t put up as much of a struggle anyway. I adhered to this custom as a general rule but varied from it from time to time. Each house held a little treasure of food for me. Occasionally I would see a person running in the street and follow him to a “safe hiding place” where several people might be gathered.

 

Finally I had to stop. I was stuffed. I sat down and pulled out my scanner. There were twenty two people left in the village. They would be breakfast. I closed my eyes and went to sleep with the slight feeling of movement and digesting food within my belly.

The next morning turned out to be pleasant. I hunted down the people in the village only a few woman and small children were left. The rest seemed to be young men, all soldiers who had been smart enough or cowardly enough to avoid me last night.

 

I grabbed the woman and children and munched them down while swallowing a few of the men and dropping the rest in a sack for later. Then I walked around the wreckage of the village, removing the barriers I had erected around the town that stopped any would be escapees. Then I started back the way I came, walking cautiously until I encountered the last few men in the hunting party that had clued me in on this village.

 

Along the way I enjoyed my surroundings. I found several beautiful panoramic shots. I am a bit of a naturalists and wiled away a good bit of the afternoon watching the local wildlife. The area was rich in biodiversity.

 

 The men in the pouch in my backpack did not suffer any loss with me for the rest of the day as I forged on fresh fruit that my scanner told me was safe. Its not healthy to eat too many men.

 

When I came across the remains of the hunting party that had first put me onto the existence of the village, they still appeared depressed due to the loss of their comrades. I spied them moping around their campfire as dusk settled in. The scanner translated their language into something sensible.

 

“…to loose them. I don’t know how I will explain his loss to my sister in law.”

“We know, we know. Your sorry little sister in law lost both her husband and her son to that giantess. Do you think I am happy they died? They were both my friends.”

“Gentlemen we must put aside this horrible event! Dwelling upon our friend’s misfortune is not going to bring them back. We will meet them in the afterlife someday.”

 

 I decided that they would reunite with their comrades sooner then they thought. With a shiver of anticipation of the hunt, I had laid my backpack aside and was preparing to creep towards them when something happened. Another man entered the campsite.

 

“Hello and bright greetings to you all,” said the new man with a brown skirt about his waist. He was young and had a bow and spear as weapons.

“Greetings and fair travels,” was the half hearted response from my prey.

 

It didn’t matter. Another man in the camp was another man in my belly. I prepared to strike.

 

“Wait just a second you’re a Loc’ta! I recognize your accent and tattoos! Prepare to die, fiend!” shouted one of the hunting party. Suddenly there was a scuffle. The newcomer took up his spear and ran it through the first person to approach him and just like that, one of my snacks was ruined.

 

The odds were now three to one and the man from Loc’ta ran, as I was pleased to see, towards where I hid. Two hunters were at his heals. He rounded the corner of thick brush and came face to face with me, kneeling but still my form must have been colossal to him. He stopped and stared.  Just then the two hunters rounded the bend. I smiled down at all of them as the two hunters screamed and ran back the way they had come. I reached over and grabbed them, the Loc’ta man below my naked belly as I went to hands and knees grabbing the two hunters.

 

I didn’t wait long. With a brief wink to let them know I recognized them, I tossed them down the hatch.  The wiggling sensation that moved from my throat down my chest and into my belly almost made me shiver with delight. Sitting back on my feet, I smiled down at the little Loc’ta escapee. He was a cute little fellow. Suddenly there was a sharp pain in my ankle. I looked down and saw the third member of the hunting party sticking me in the foot with a spear. That wasn’t nice. I grabbed him and licked his face.

With my free hand I pressed a button on my scanner to allow my words to be translated into his language for him.

 

“You’re going to pay for that my brave little hunter.”

The man was trembeling with fear now.

“Bye, bye now.” I told him before I opened my mouth wide and took my time getting him there so he could appreciate the view as best he could in the darkness.

 

When I had swallowed I looked for the Loc’ta man. I was quite surprised to find that he had not run away as I devoured his enemies. He was standing where I had left him looking at me with disbelief. His eyes went from my belly to my face to my belly. Then he looked up at me and bowed from the waste.

 

“Thank you for saving me Lady,” he said, my scanner translating for us. Then he walked towards my ankle. Bowing again he said;

“I will remove the spear from you foot Lady. I mean to heal you.”

Placing both hands on the weapon, he pulled and dislodged it with only slight discomfort to me. I opened my pack and got out some disinfectant cream.

 

“You have devoured enemies of my tribe,” said the man. I looked closer at him and decided he was about nineteen or twenty.

“They were very tasty,” I said. I was about to add, “And I bet you will be too…” when he cut me off.

“Lady, for saving my life I owe you a debt.”

“You will repay me.” I said. I had often spoken with men whom I had purchased in the store before I consumed them. It was diverting to play with you food.  This was another bad habit from childhood presenting itself. It’s true what they say about old habits; you can’t break them. The snack before me however, did not know his fate.

 

My belly growled, in anticipation of receiving the young lad or in the digestion of the hunting party, I uncertain as to which.

 

“They are a jealous tribe. They betrayed us generations ago. We were at war with them long ago but now our tribes are in a truce,” said the man.

I picked up my pack and showed him the inside of my little bag containing the last warriors.

“I already had a run in with them,” I told him, keeping my activities of the previous night a secret.

“You are their enemy as well! That makes us friends! If you will agree to it, I will travel with you to my village where we will celebrate our new friendship.”

“All you have to do is tell me the way.” I said, giving him my best smile. Another village! I could hardly wait.

It took all day the next day to walk to his village. It was growing dark by the time we arrived. Needless to say, I caused a commotion and the men were gathering their militia when I placed my little friend, his name was Nunag, before them.

 

“Friends, she is not a beast. She is a woman with a fair heart and soul. She rescued me from certain peril when I accidentally walked into our enemy’s camp. She devoured them, saved my life and returns me safely to you! Welcome our new ally!”

 

There were cheers from the men who quickly ran to fetch their elders and families. The village elders questioned Nunag at length. They did not want me to listen so I stood a bit at a distance.

 

A representative of the town came out to me and told me that I was welcome but the village was weary of my presence. I smiled down at him. It would be such fun to draw this town into trusting me.

 

I walked back to the town and took out the two uneaten men from the first village. I showed them to the town elders and the general crowd.

 

“These are your enemies,” I said. “Because I am hear you no longer should fear them.” I swallowed one of the shaking, pleading men and looked down at the populous below me to see their reaction.

 

Silence.

 

Then a burst of applause, shouts and laughter. Nunag was shouting loudest of all.

“We must have a feast to welcome our Giantess Protector! Dancing, music, food and drink!”

 

Everyone was in agreement and soon enough they were rolling out tiny barrels of alcohol and putting some of their animals to the spit. A tiny band began to play and the little citizens started to dance. Others preformed magic tricks and told jokes. Several people insisted that I try their beverages and I emptied two barrels of it into my mouth, barely a spoonful to me but it was quite good, I admit.

 

We had tied up the remaining man that I had left in my bag from the first village. I told the populace gathered about me that at the conclusion of the night’s festivities, I would devour him. The Loc’ta tribe greeted this eventuality with great enthusem. They teased and jeered the poor young man until he cried. I usually don’t tease my food that much. Still what goes around comes around, I thought as I took note of the people who were most vocal about the prisoner’s swiftly impending demise.

 

Meanwhile, I laughed and played with the little people, letting them climb on me or placing them on top of my head. My original plan was to allow children to climb on me, and they did, but so did the young men. It must have been awful to be a woman before the Enlightened Time of Woman Rule. Men are such predators. Now it’s the other way around but it was easy to see that being shrunk did nothing to reduce their sex drive. They would swarm to my backside when I lay on my stomach and to my breasts when I was on my back. I didn’t care. After all, they were food. Many of them would become part of my body.      

 

Soon it was dark. I lit a fire big enough for me but far enough away from the town to ensure that a conflagration would spread throughout the town. Then I told them I would be back to eat the prisoners but must change first. I brought my pack into the group of dense underbrush.

 

Once out of site I began setting up the perimeter to ensure no one escaped. Aside from the prisoner, I had eaten only a few berries today. Soon I would be ravenous from hunger and the exertion of walking all day with little food.

 

I quickly changed into something more comfortable, better on the eyes, a bit cleaner and easier to move in than the pants and long sleeve shirt I had been wearing to traipse through the wilderness. Then I reemerged through the brush to the tiny village.

 

The tiny town was alive with match sized bonfires. My normal sized fire blazed in the distance. It must have looked like Hell on the horizon to them.

 

The drums of the village started to beat a rhythm. I began to dance. The music was slow at first but then became faster and I matched my dancing with the beat. It was a good thing I took some dance classes. I think that I was able to work with the music pretty well because soon many of the villagers were cheering me. I twisted and turned, jumped and spun, writhed and shook with the force of the tempo.

 

Then, slowly working my way towards the village, I reached down and grabbed the last man of the first village. I brought him to my lips slowly, allowing him time to observe his surroundings. My hips and belly slowly moved from side to side as I brought him passed my navel and up my torso. Finally he reached my mouth.

 

He screamed.

 

I opened my mouth wide enough to push his struggling body inside and then closed my mouth, silencing the cry to the outside village. They cheered. I swallowed and they cheered louder.

 

Three hours later the entire village was asleep. Two had even passed out on top of me. I waited and finally was sure that all was quiet in the settlement. Slowly, my hand moved towards the sleeping forms that lay on my breasts. I grabbed one man and didn’t even rouse him as I brought him to my mouth and swallowed. It was amusing to feel him awaken as he was sliding down my throat. The man sleeping on my stomach awoke. He had heard the screaming coming from within.

“Who’s in this woman’s stomach?” he shouted. I didn’t clearly hear the response from my stomach but the man standing on my abdomen did alright. He rounded on me.

“Did you mean to swallow him or was it some sort of accident?” he asked.

“Oh it was an accident!” I assured him.

“Then throw up!” he urged. “He might still have a chance.”

I eyed him slyly. My intentions must have shone through because he suddenly looked horrorstruck and I knew the time to finish him was now, before he could scream. I grabbed him and swiftly brought him to my mouth. He was delicious. I hesitated swallowing him for just a moment as he writhed in my mouth. Finally, when I realized it was time to devour this village I gulped slowly, feeling him pass over the larynx and down into the esophagus where he wiggled to slow his decent. It was a familiar feeling but it always feels wonderful.

 

 My belly groaned as if these two little morsels flailing about within had awakened my hunger and I realized just how great my apatite had become. It was time to start feasting. The fire I had lit was now a bed of glowing red embers. I stoked up the fire and flames danced high, making the darkness retreat from it and the town I now turned towards. Brushing off the dust from my pants, I walked softly towards the village. As I had stated, many people had fallen asleep in the street, beggars and rich side by side.

 

I picked up the first man I came to and tossed him into my mouth. I was salivating now and he went down easy. Unfortunately, he did not struggle. I ate several more, one by one. I even flicked someone a few times to awaken them before starting them on the tour of my internal organs. No one seemed to wake up enough to struggle. I was severely disappointed. I made my way back to my pack and got out my bag. Returning to the village, I began collecting everyone sleeping on the street, deciding that they would be more fun after they had slept off their drinks. I was collecting the last few when a young lad of about sixteen or so came out of his house. I suspect that my footfalls had caused vibrations that awoken him. I guess I had become too excited to be stealthy. He saw what I was up to, but I smiled at him, hoping he would think I was helping the drunks into a safe place for the night. He did not seem to know how to react. My belly cried out for him and I think he could see the hunger in my eye. He must have mistaken my evaluation of his body as one of desire rather than apatite. He seemed to like my attention because he smiled at me and stepped towards me. Obviously he did not know my designs for him. I knelt down on my knees and put my face close to his, trying to be as reassuring as possible.

“Wanna play a game?” I asked.

He nodded.

“Okay, how about this? I will be a mean giantess and you can be my food! Just climb onto my tongue and I will bring you into my mouth.”

He looked terrified at the game I suggested.

“Oh! I don’t know. That sounds scary! What if you eat me?”

“If I wanted to eat you don’t you think I would have by now?”

“I guess,” he still was unconvinced. “But what if you swallow accidentally?”

“I won’t swallow accidentally. How many times have you swallowed something by accident?”

“None I guess.”

  “Come on then! Don’ be afraid!”

I extended my tongue down towards the little fellow. He slowly climbed onto my tongue. I brought him into my mouth and starting moving him around, gently, and messaging him. My belly growled. He tasted delicious. It took all my willpower not to swallow him. Finally I let him out.

“How did you like it in there?”

“Wow! That was terrific. It was so incredible.”

“Want to do it again?” I coaxed.

“Yeah!” he said excitedly. “Remember don’t accidentally swallow me.”

“I won’t!”

I stuck my tongue out and he climbed on again, a willing volunteer. Then I pitched my head back and swallowed. I whispered into the night, “That was not an accident,” so he would know I had wanted to eat him all along.

 

I quickly finished my collection of the drunks without incident. The poor young boy I had just eaten must have been thrashing about in my belly. His every move excited me and made me hungrier than the moment before. I could no longer hold back.

 

I ripped the roof off a large house and began gathering up its occupants. I tossed five people into my mouth and ground them to pulp before swallowing. By the time they reached my stomach I was on to the next house. Four more people, all in their early twenties, made the journey down my esophagus alive. The third house was a family with four girls. I ate them one by one; chewing them all before they became truly awake.

 

I went on like that, house by house until I was on my fourteenth one when a night- watchmen spotted what I was up to. They must have made the rounds every hour. He saw what I was doing and began to ring a bell he carried. I grabbed him and tossed his ridiculous bell and tiny pointed stick away. Then down he went, wriggling, like he should.

 

Someone else had caught up the bell and started ringing it. The town began to come alive. What the Hell, I thought. No one was really putting up a fight. Might as well get them awake. People began to pour out of their houses. They saw no drunks lying on the street, they saw the roofs torn from other homes. They saw me standing over them.

Responding to the warning bell I ran out of my cottage. I saw the giantess silhouetted in the light of her giant fire, casting a shadow over me. Her beautiful form had been alluring but now it was terrifying. The man who had rung the watch bell was standing in the middle of the square. He looked like he was about to address us but the giantess beat him to it.

 

“Citizens of Loc’ta,” she said in a voice so loud that was fit to wake the jungle. “Thank you for your kind hospitality. And thank you Nunag for bringing me to this kind place.”

You could hear the excitement in her next words.

“Unfortunately, I am here neither to protect you nor to vanquish your enemies for you. I am here to devour you. All of you are my food. You all will visit my belly just as the entire village of your enemies did two nights ago.  I have already eaten several of your people and I must say they were delicious. I look forward to tasting each and every one of you as you pass my lips.”

 

With that she reached into the crowd and grabbed up a handful of people, I couldn’t see exactly how many but I did see her bring them to her mouth and toss them all in, except one who missed the mouth and fell to the giantesses feet. The giantess swallowed the people in her mouth alive and looked down. The man at her feet was crawling away as fast as he could, which was not very fast.    

 

The giantess knelt down and placed her face just behind the poor man. Then her tongue darted out and licked the man, who stuck to it. I was the last person to ever see him as her teeth closed behind him, blocking him from view. Then I saw a swallowing motion in her throat and I knew he was gone.

 

“Delicious,” she said as people screamed and tried to hide. Some ran for their houses, others for the jungle. I ran for the jungle. My last look behind me showed her ripping a roof off a building and people running out the door before she could corner and catch them in the house. I double timed it to the forest.

 

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It didn’t take long for the town to empty. I had eaten most of the people hiding there by now and I noticed from my scanner that only a few lingered here and there in places they thought were save. The rest were hiding in the jungle. I turned my footsteps in that direction.

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I was trying to catch my breath. I was with several other people who had escaped the village and I could hear others crashing though the undergrowth on either side of us. I was thinking back on the site I had seen earlier, the giantess swallowing people and destroying my village. Who was still alive? Who was, at this very moment, being digested alive in that giant belly of hers? How could someone so beautiful be so evil?

 

Suddenly I heard a scream off to my left. Then several more screams split the silence. Then there was a woman’s laughter, high and clear, piercing the night. It was a laugh of genuine amusement, not one of wickedness, like I would have expected from a cruel giantess.

 

“Run,” I whispered to my companions and we sprinted off.  

 

It was not long after that that we felt her coming up behind us. I chanced a look back and saw that she was indeed closing in. Her expression was one of delight as she watched us running with everything we had away from her. Her form was one of great splendor as she towered over us and the surrounding jungle of grass. She reached out and grabbed a woman behind me. She put the woman into her mouth and began to munch, the sounds of bones popping came to my ears and I ran harder. Then I veered off from everyone else and made a break for it. The giantess followed the others and I watched from under a leaf as she went after them.

 

I tried to get away from the dreadful spot but soon came upon a barrier that no matter how hard I tried I could not climb or walk around. I spent several hours, utterly perplexed but still trying to find a way to pass the obstacle but suddenly I looked up and there she was looking amused at my feeble attempts to scale the fence. She grabbed me (she was far too fast to outrun) and put me into a bag where I was surprised to find many of my fellow villagers, all of them men.  She kept us in that bag for what seemed like an eternity.

 

Finally the day came when we found ourselves in a vast house. She had hung us in a cage in her kitchen.  Even if we did get out of the cage, we would fall about a thousand feet down. I noticed that there were several similar cages around the kitchen, another filled with men whom we didn’t know but learned she had bought, and a third filled with some woman from our village. Everyone else from our settlement, we later learned, had been eaten by the giantess.

 

Every day she would grab some of us and eat us for lunch. She often would cook the females. They would be roasted over a fire, cooked on a pan or boiled in water. Mercifully, she would quickly kill them before cooking them… usually.

With us males it was always the same, swallowed alive.

We would sit up there and watch her putter about her kitchen, she lived alone so she was the only person her size that we ever saw. She was quite a pretty site. She also liked to sing. It turned out that she had a wonderful voice and I even enjoyed listening to it, although I never admitted it.

 

Finally my turn came. I knew I was done for when she looked directly at me and opened the cage. She grabbed me at once. Surprisingly she grabbed everyone else too. There were only five of us left so we didn’t amount to much by her standards.

 

Looking into her beautiful face I thought it might not be so bad to die for her. She opened her mouth and in I went. Then she swallowed me alive.

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“You know, you guys are pretty tasty,” I told the four tiny people that I held in my hands. I started to chuckle at their expressions. My mother’s voice echoed in my head, “Don’t laugh so! The poor things know you’re going to eat them!”

I tried to restrain myself but the tickling from within my belly was too much.

The four men on my belly looked about forlornly. They had no where to run. They were standing on my stomach with me looking down on them. I lying on the couch so they had a steep precipice on their right and only pillows on their left.

 

One of them tried to run down my leg but I lifted my knees and sent him sliding back to my abdomen.  

 

“I really have to say you’re pretty good.” I told them. “No wonder I ate everyone in your village.” I giggled again at the wiggling in my stomach. My words must have stimulated its occupant to attempt an escape from the deathly pit he was entombed within.

 

The tiny men standing on me didn’t seem to know what to do. They knew begging would be useless. If that worked, I would have let them go long ago. I smiled my best smile at them. “Persistent isn’t he?” I asked, poking my own belly and causing them to shy away from my finger incase I decided to grab them. “So, does anyone here like port wine cheese? I think it would be so much fun to try one of you guys with port wine cheese. Do you mind?” I directed my question to a small, shaking boy of about eighteen.

“N… No!” he blurted. He was shaking his head, his hands outstretched and his entire frame began to tremble.

“You don’t mind? Oh Joy!” I got him as he was trying to scamper off. I got a bit of cheese and a cracker and placed the shaking kid onboard. “Time to take a trip on the cracker of doom,” I told him. “Bye, bye now.”

Predictably, he started screaming. I brought the cracker in and crush! The boy’s troubles were over.

“Mmmm!” It’s so good!” I told his fellows as I was chewing. “The cheese balances out the nice warm body taste but they go well together.” I swallowed the food, bits of flesh and bone and cracker stuck in the bloody cheese. “Good!” I reiterated and swallowed again, removing the traces of cheese and ground up person. “Sorry about talking with my mouth full. I got carried away.”

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She considered us with the air of a cat deciding on which prey it would pounce on next. Her giant eyes, which could hold a man spellbound, were darting between me and Goeqw, completely ignoring Nunag, the bastard who had brought us this fiend in the first place.

 

She seemed to decide. “I think I’ll try both of you.” Her words shook us as she spoke since we were standing on her. It was like feeling your own death sentence while you heard it. Suddenly her giant hand was upon us.

“I knew I never should have trusted her! Or you! It’s because of you we’re all dying!” I shouted to Nunag as he watched us in her hands. He said nothing.

“Now boys,” said the woman, “it’s impolite to shout at each other. Especially when I’m trying to eat! It gives me indigestion when my food doesn’t agree.”

 

I started to shout all I could. I could see this amused the hell out of the giantess. She threw her head back and laughed. 

 

 Goeqw and I were squashed together atop a giant slice of cheese. It must have been two feet thick and six feet across. A giant cracker was underneath that. We rode it like a magic carpet, on our hands and knees as the beauty that I had watched eat my companions for so long now finally turned her attention towards me. We entered the salivating mouth. I was hit with dripping saliva straight off. I saw with what light was left, just as she was closing her mouth, that Goeqw was right under the teeth.

 

Then the light was gone and Goeqw’s brief scream was obliterated with the loudest Crunch I have ever heard. Blood splattered my body and saliva ran like a river. The teeth quickly separated again and repeated the horrible motion of crushing my friend’s body. Suddenly the bit of cheese and cracker I was on, lying on the tongue, was pitched under the teeth. I sensed them under and above me. I lifted my hands to protect myself and felt-

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I crushed the other man who proved himself just as enjoyable as the last. Quickly chewing, because I knew it was rude to keep poor Nunag waiting, I swallowed my food. Nunag before I swallow you I should say thank you for taking me to you village. This whole week of eating your friends would not have been possible without you.”

I gave Nunag a brief grin before checking my watch.

“Oh my goodness! I’m running late. I am going to the beach with some friends today.” I told Nunag.

“I’ve never been to the beach,” he said miserably.

“Don’t worry. You’re coming. Of course it will be hard to appreciate when you’re in my belly.”

“I don’t suppose you would hurry up with the swallowing?” he asked.

“You want me to swallow you?” I asked. It was always a rare treat when you met a guy who wanted me to eat him. I loved them and traditionally, gave them better treatment before they went down the hatch. They were such fun to play with.

“I just want to get it over with,” he asserted. “I brought you to my village. You’ve eaten everyone I’ve ever known. I disserve to suffer the same fate.”

 

“Well I will just have to have fun at the beach without you.” I told him. “Oops. No you’ll be with me. You’ll just be in my belly while I go swimming and surfing. Ha, ha.”

 

He didn’t resist as I caught him and brought him to my mouth. I opened wide, letting him take in the view. Then I delicately placed him on my tongue. I closed my mouth and let him sit there a moment with his thoughts of his predecessors. Then I lifted my tongue and gulp, down he went. He wasn’t that much fun really. He didn’t wiggle at all. He did begin some commotion once he reached his temporary destination but other than that, not much happened.

 I was happy. He was still tasty and I had now eaten two wild villages. I got my beach bag ready, changed into my bathing suite and headed out the door. Thinking fondly of the villagers I had eaten, I wondered if I would ever get such a chance to find such an inhabitation ever again.