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The sound of a doorway creaking open echoed through the house, signaling the arrival of its lone occupant. Soft grunting and gasping whispered into the quiet home, the silence finally shattered by the crumple of paper bags. Weighted-down footfalls thumped forth onto carpet, and with a groan of exertion, Mark hauled himself and several bags of groceries into his living room, the front door shutting belatedly behind him.

"Whew! Heh, knew I could get 'em all in one trip!" He snickered to himself, grinning wide as he stepped over towards his couch, eying the lounging form sprawled upon its length. He marveled at the newly-thickened lizard woman, admiring her tattooed green scales, and the stretch of deep yellow that stretched from her neck all the way through her underbelly, right down to her tail. How much she'd filled in since he'd found her wandering the streets! Practically every trace of the scrawny, whimpering little creature had vanished, her lithe little figure padded by a healthy layer of flesh.

He smiled softly as she perked up, her long ears swiveling eagerly from beneath a shroud of purple hair, a hungry croon escaping her lips. He couldn't discern exactly what she meant by the strange, melodic words that emerged from her snout, but her wide-eyed gaze towards his food seemed to do the job. He set his bags down, smiling as he spoke to her, "Hungry already, huh? Goodness, you eat like there's no tomorrow, don't you?"

He loosed a chuckle when she fidgeted upon the couch, shaking his head and withdrawing a peach, gently holding it out for her. She paused, staring down the fruit as her little nostrils flared, inhaling the fruit's sweet scent. Her slender hands launched forth, and the juicy orb was out of Mark's palm in the blink of an eye, her little jaws biting down. He watched in amazement as she took huge chunks out of the fruit, devouring it with a pleased rumble, bite after bite traveling down her throat in heavy lumps. She dropped the pit to the floor as she finished, a gurgle in her smooth belly reaching its crescendo in a short, surprisingly deep burp. Her amethyst eyes once again fell back to the man's, the tongue slurping at her lips, awaiting his next move.

Mark couldn't help but giggle, shaking his head in resignation as he handed her the rest of the peaches, "All right, have some more...you're gonna eat me out of house and home, at this rate!" He watched as she tore great chunks from all the rest, trimming the sweet meat expertly, the juice running down her chin as she ate with wild abandon. Her slender, taut belly began to bulge, and Mark chuckled with mirth as he grabbed a small box of crackers for himself. It was the same each night. She ate until her stomach bulged like a blimp, and by the next morning her new bulk would be gone. He'd never seen such a fantastic metabolism. Despite that, however, it was still clear she appreciated his food, and he wasn't one to turn away someone, especially a delightful creature like her. She could stay as long as she liked...

The rumble of impatience shook the house's very walls, sending a shiver down Mark's spine as he gathered up the last of what lay in his freezer and fridge: a gallon of chocolate ice cream, a pizza, and a final two-liter of lime soda. He winced and scurried off from the counter as a mammoth lurch rocked the floor beneath his bare feet, swallowing nervously as he jogged into the living room. He didn't want to know what kind of damage might be inflicted upon the house if he were late with the rest of dinner. Then again, it might have been too late already.

He burst out of the hallway into the living room, blushing at the wall of green-hided bulk that nearly blocked his passage. The slender man managed to squeeze his way past the titanic wall of a back, sliding up against a padded, resting arm as thick around as he was. An annoyed growl sounded low as his flesh slid against hers, her head turning to meet his gaze as he reached her front.

Mark couldn't help but smile timidly as locks of purple, soft hair settled upon thick shoulders, parting to reveal the toothily grinning snout and plate-sized purple eyes beneath. What had been his cute, barely-five-foot lizard tenant was no more. In her place, a beastly, voracious being had swelled, growing larger in two weeks than most animals could in their entire lifetimes. Her slender, lovely figure had bloated outwards to nearly thrice its original height, now sporting a level of chub he had scarcely thought possible. A monstrous gut sat between plump, gargantuan breasts and fat, bulging thighs, rumbling endlessly. Her appetite was one that was never satisfied, no matter how many grocery runs he made.

"O-okay big girl...this is the last I've got..." He managed to stammer, cheeks flushing as he set the offerings just above her enormous bust, nervously flinching beneath her smug stare as she reclined on her side. She nearly filled the whole living room, the carpet beneath long since stained with the remnants of the meals she'd swallowed up. He didn't know why he bothered speaking to her now that she'd devolved into mostly rumbles and roars. Perhaps it merely made him feel better, a little less afraid of the bottomless pit of woman he'd found himself tending.

She chuffed as he backed away, obviously amused by his twitchy, frightened motions. She went for the pizza first, popping open the box with a fat finger, inhaling deeply as she absorbed the scent of the thick-crusted pie. As her lush lips pulled back into a grin, she grabbed the whole box, lifting the container as her jaws opened wide. Massive fangs gleamed as a pink, fat tongue slurped forth, gingerly scooping the bread and cheese up as it slid from the box.

The man sat back against the far wall as the fattened behemoth began to chew, crunching and slurping up the entire large pizza like it were a single breadstick. After a pair of wet, heavy swallows, the whole thing was sent to her gut, and she eagerly scooped up another of Mark's treats; the gallon of chocolate ice cream. The top of the container was flung off, clattering to a halt somewhere near the front door. Then, as her eyes closed with pleasure, she pushed her snout straight into the treat, the cool, thick sweetness melting as her great, drooling tongue scooped it up in vast mouthfuls.

Mark sighed with momentary relief as the yellow-bellied beast seemed sated by his snacks, resting his back against the wall and running a hand through his thick, dark hair. Happy rumblings gently rattled the floor beneath him, the deep bass managing to put a weakened smile upon his lips. At least she seemed happy with his company, for now. It could've just been the food, he supposed, but she'd long since grown large and strong enough to snap him up and push her bulk out of the house. If she'd wanted to, she could have ended him, just like that.

His moment of peace was shattered by the loud, sharp crackling of fangs on plastic, and with a start he jerked his head back up just in time to see the two-liter bottle of soda wedged in her gargantuan jaws. Her teeth punctured the container like knives into butter, flowing rivers of the sticky, bubbling liquid vanishing into her throat. Smaller streams dribbled down her lips and chin, cascading into the valley of her immense, heavy cleavage and across the thick, soft bulge of her belly.

The bottle crinkled to a flattened husk as she suckled every last drop of the bubbly drink she'd come to love from its confines, and with a heavy grunt she spat the plastic onto the carpet. Licking her lips clean of the stuff, she turned her snout towards him, letting her expression curl upwards as her amethyst gaze stared him down, a deep, hearty chuff of amusement rising from her throat at the sight of his panicked trembling.

With a massive lurch that nearly sent Mark's spastic heart careening out of his ribcage, the chubby, titanic female fell to her hands and knees, the creak of the floorboards beneath her girth ending in a heavy, thunderous slam. The wall at his back shuddered with every thud of palm upon carpet, her purple locks falling down upon her shoulders as she advanced upon him. Her massive, heavy breasts and the wide, soft gut beneath swung in sync, her titanic rump raised high as her meaty, thick tail slid up against the ceiling.

Hot, humid breath assailed his cheeks and nostrils, reeking of the sweet treats she had just devoured. His eyes clenched shut as her green, wide snout rushed in, those massive fangs glistening as her lips parted with a wet slurp. He waited for the inevitable pain of her bite, but only a deep, wet rumble rose to meet him. His eyes flickered open, bulging wide as they stared down a pink, fleshy passage, an orifice stretched wide before his gaze, yawning to blackness as thick strands of sticky, viscous drool rained down upon a fat, slick serpent of muscle rising up to meet him...

Without warning, a dense, rippling blast of sweet-scented, warm air burst forth, blasting his face and hair back like a hurricane. He yelped and flinched backwards as the whipping winds drew forth a deep bass trumpet, the reeking rumble nearly deafening as it rushed forth from between her open jaws, saliva spattering upon his cheeks like raindrops. After a number of seconds he'd been too surprised to count, the gargantuan belch died down. She pulled back and smacked her lips, sporting a smug, satisfied grin, chuffing her amusement.

Mark somehow managed a giggle amid his relief as he reached up to wipe the drool from his face, still shaking as the sound of her eructation rang in his ears, "H-heh...glad you liked it, then." He'd no sooner spoken those words when her snout surged forth again, her thick, slick tongue leading the charge. The pink, heavy muscle slathered itself upon his whole face, leaving him wriggling in surprise as it slid up his face. He sputtered and yelped in momentary shock as the wave of saliva poured down his face, unable to resist the massive slab of warm, wet muscle until it lifted from his forehead. Her laughter only seemed to confirm her contentment with his work, and with a lazy, low groan she flopped onto her side, shaking the whole house once more.

Mark loosed an exhausted sigh and flopped forwards, managing to wipe the drool onto his shirt sleeves before leaning back against the sprawling, chubby expanse of gut that dominated the room. Whenever he managed to sate her, she was always rather docile, and never seemed to mind if he needed a rest. Seeing how she'd either crushed or displaced a good portion of his furniture, a part of him also felt that the monstrous female owed him a warm, comfortable spot against her belly, at the very least. He let his upper body sink into that warm mound of heavy fat, groaning blissfully as the flesh enveloped him. As far as payment went, this really wasn't half-bad at all.

The firm weight of something warm and heavy upon his chest brought his head back up once more, only to find a thick palm pushing him back into his seat. He looked towards her enormous face, only to see her lazily grinning visage peering down at him from between her mighty breasts, her snout emerging from her vast cleavage. He couldn't help but relax beneath that warm gaze, falling back against her gurgling, mountainous belly, eyes closing beneath amethyst irises as her wet rumblings drained what little energy he had left. He'd need the sleep, after all, if he was to feed her tomorrow...

His face nearly collided with the stairway, and only the timely lunge of his hands caught him in time to let his chest take most of the blow. Breathless and sore, he hauled himself to the top of the stairwell, bursting through the rooftop doorway as another rhythmic quake sent him stumbling towards the edge. Bracing himself upon the concrete, he stared off the seven-story building, out over the treetops, back in the direction of his home. His eyes bulged, his stomach hurtling back down towards the earth. It wasn't her. It couldn't possibly be her.

Over the line of leafy limbs, each one quivering in unison as the ground buckled beneath the colossal collisions, he spotted her. Only the very top of her breasts and beyond loomed above the treetops, but that was more than enough to set his veins alight with fear and his heart into a frantic sprint. The wobble of thick, fattened flesh was nearly audible, her rumblings rolling over rooftops with all the power of a tsunami as the crackling of fragile asphalt echoed for blocks around.

Mark shivered at the sight of her expression, a hard swallow forcing itself down his throat as her every step brought her enormous form ever-closer to his block. Her ears were perked, eyes widened and focused on the crumbling streets beneath her paws. Lush lips parted to reveal a toothy grin that stretched wide as a billboard, sending him flinching as she suddenly descended, her bass growl rising to an intrigued pitch as it rattled windows for blocks around.

For a brief moment, the mountainous mass of green and yellow flesh ducked from his view. Only the occasional flick of a thick, massive tailtip above suburban rooftops accompanied the resonant concussions and the screams they smothered. Then, the sharp cry of metal buckling pierced the air, and she lurched back into view, her great bust jiggling as she hauled an ice cream truck, shrieking driver and all, up in her mighty, fat-fingered fist.

Without a pause, she shoved the rear of the colorful, crumpling vehicle up to her jaws, its cheery melodies still ringing within the doomed shell. With her front fangs she latched upon the rear doors, rending them from their mounts and sending them hurtling back over her shoulder with a simple flick of her thick, chubby neck. Happy, thunderous purring dropped another octave and rose several orders of magnitude in volume as she tipped the truck down towards her jaws, silencing the cries of the driver as he was slammed back in the cab, sent to tumble downwards with the rest of his stock.

Her head reared skywards, her pink, cavernous maw yawning wide. A fat, heavy tongue, coated in gleaming rivers of drool, slid forth like a hungry serpent, ready to catch the hundreds of pounds of treats that tumbled down. Freezers and serving racks, along with the driver himself, plopped into a great pile upon her vast, sticky tongue. Her jaws closed around the single mouthful, chewing ravenously, shredding through packaging and freezer as if both were constructed of the same flimsy cardboard with her sharp, powerful fangs. The sounds of tons on tons of wet flesh smacking together echoed for blocks around , displaying no manners as she chewed with her mouth stretching wide open. Heavy splatters of melting, sweet cream escaped her lips to land upon her mighty, plump breasts and jiggling gut, only a few actually making it to the shattered pavement before her curled, meaty toes.

With ears flattened in bliss, the beast closed her mouth and tilted her head back, letting the pile of sweet, succulent cream and filling debris slide backwards. A wet, resonant gulp rattled the crumbs of concrete at her toes, sending the whole thing down her throat in a single, wide bulge. Her thick neck rippled visibly before the mouthful plummeted down into the rounded, plump mountain of fat beneath her breasts. The insatiable stomach within gurgled with a bass, thunderous intensity, sloshing eagerly overhead as it digested another morsel for its owner.

With a final smack of her lips, she tossed the crumpled hulk of the truck back to the earth, a sudden cloud of dust and the distant sound of wood and plaster shattering apart echoing in its wake. A turn of her head brought him out of his slack-jawed, stupefied stare, his disembodied awe evaporating as wet, cold dread poured back into his veins. Titanic, amethyst eyes locked on to him from all those blocks away, her gaze nothing short of predatory as she zeroed in. The small, semi-satisfied smirk upon the behemoth's lips bloated into a wide, thick-lipped grin, her fangs flashing in the sunlight. The lazy glaze over her pupils was replaced by a shining glint, and a nervous swallow hit Mark's throat at the thought that she was actually playful in her gigantic state. Her great, jiggling girth turned from the suburban street and towards him, and before his hands had gripped the concrete barrier she lurched in motion. His lungs froze mid-breath, a belated thought cutting through the utter bafflement swirling about his head. She'd seen him...and she was coming for him. She wanted him.

For a brief moment, he considered running, the crackling thunderclaps of suburbia being blasted apart by a single step forth from the little lizard woman he'd fed and allowed to swell to her monstrous height and girth. But as the biomedical complex rocked and swayed to the thunderous beat of her mighty sole against the crumbling earth, he merely hung on, watching and waiting as she approached the treeline that momentarily shrouded her grinning, swelling bulk and the casual carnage she wrought upon his once-tranquil neighborhood.

There was nothing to do. Nothing he could hope to accomplish, anyways. Had he known the sweet little creature would have eaten and grown her way to the monstrosity he beheld all those blocks away, he wouldn't have taken her in at all. But he had fed her, and allowed her to grow. Despite possessing the size, strength, and the appetite to have done away with him weeks ago. she hadn't. She'd kept him alive, deliberately. And whether she considered him a servant, a pet, or merely a witness to what she was about to wreak on the world, he was in her graces. He wasn't about to simply throw that away.

He clung fast to his perch as her footfalls grew heavier, uncountable tonnage growing closer with each stride. His eyes turned upwards just in time to see her smash through the line of trees a mere half-dozen blocks away, her girth snapping the shoulder-high growths like twigs as they flexed beneath her jiggling gut and the heavy pair of breasts atop it. His gaze turned upwards as she stomped through the final block, her immense paw smashing the psychology office across the street apart in an explosion of brick and glass. Purple, vast locks of hair swayed in the wind above the walls of patterned green and bulging yellow flesh. The midday sun vanished beneath the wide smile, her fat pink serpent of a tongue sliding across smugly-curved lips, and Mark could only stare up in awe as her great girth swelled imperceptibly higher. Her thick hand dropped from above for him, fat digits ready to snatch him up...

The curvature of supple, yellow flesh stretched on past his vision, its warmth rising up to greet him, carried across that bulk upon heavy, rumbling vibrations. It swelled before him, curving into a looming mound high above, rising into the stars that shone far away. It towered side by side with an identical hill of flesh, an even greater mountain of bulging chub behind them. Behind him, the fattened hide levelled out, giving way to brilliant, patterned green upon a wide, thick neck. And directly above his head, her snout hung in open space, yawning wide as she consumed the planet she herself had replaced.

The earth was no more, devoured piece by piece by the cosmic beast that was leaning forth to snap up its rocky, measly crumbs as they tumbled around her bloated bulk. Those few days had been nothing short of a blur of cataclysms. From the moment she'd hauled him high into the air, she had crushed and consumed everything in her path, fueling her own swelling upwards and outwards. Buildings became city clocks, which dwindled into the cities themselves, gray dots amid the patchwork of green crushed beneath her toes, scooped up in a single chubby palm to be shoveled between her fanged jaws. Eventually, she had dropped to her hands and knees, shoving Mark just atop her soft, enormous cleavage as she licked and chomped up great tracts of land, slurping up city and countryside alike with the unstoppable wave of flesh and saliva that was her vast tongue . Massive bites were torn from the earth's surface, sucking the lakes and oceans dry as she sated herself. And now, it was all gone, digesting far below him, in her great mass of a gut. All that remained were the crumbs of crust and tiny, red-glowing fragments of the mantle and core, the puny stragglers already tumbling into her mighty jaws as she slurped them from the void. Each chunk of mass slid upon her tongue, taking them in and swallowing them down in gulps that interrupted her rippling rumbles with the wavelike flexing of her throat.

There he stood, alone upon her cosmically-sized bulk as she floated in the void of space. Mark winced as his growling stomach tore him from the view above. He hadn't eaten in nearly half a day of watching the chubby colossus devour every last piece of matter around her. Glancing about, he spotted a large puddle oozing up from the yellow fat beneath his feet he took off running. He dropped to his rump next to the sweet, sticky ooze and reached in for a handful, slurping and swallowing every mouthful he could consume. Whatever it was, it bore the taste of honey - hell, perhaps it *was* honey - and it had the added benefit of sating his cravings while it filled his belly. He glanced up to the looming goddess of lizard in the stars above, he couldn't help but smirk. He'd fed her, all those weeks prior, when he found her alone and helpless. And now that he lay upon her, a flea to the planet of female, she was feeding him, sustaining him with breath and her honey, shielding him somehow from the blinding rays of the faraway sun and the deadly radiation that filled the empty space.

He licked the sweet, sticky sustenance from his fingers, sighing and exhaling the air that somehow clung to her chubby bulk. His gaze turned back into the starry void, to the floating bits of his planet tumbling away from the gaping, fanged jaws that swallowed them up one by one. Great purple locks waving weightlessly in her wake as she ate, flesh vibrating unstoppably with a silent purr. One planet would not be enough to sate her. She was something beyond anything he'd ever fathomed, a creature, a goddess with an appetite to match. She was made to consume, and consume she would. As he glanced off towards the distant, bright shimmering of Venus and the blinding inferno of the sun beyond, he smiled. Whatever she swallowed up, however large she became, he would be there to see it. Settling in with a contented sigh, he reclined upon the surface of her breast, his future stretched out among the vast, soft hills and valleys of supple flesh in all directions.

He was already eager for her next meal.