"Shit," Caroline stomped her foot on the ground, kicking up a cloud of sand that flew higher than most people were tall. They had lost them. The last few of her classmates, their last meals. Her teacher and she watched as the ship got smaller and smaller on the horizon, carrying everyone away from All Saints Island. Caroline felt an enormous frustration, the sort that came when a dinner plate was held close to her and then pulled out of her reach when she tried to dig in. "Shit!" she kicked more sand, then let herself fall back, hitting the ground with her enormous rear. Caroline's belly filled the space between her legs, and while looking at it, she couldn't help but feel disappointment. It should be bigger, it should be full of people, she was the first girl to grow, for god's sake! She should've filled her gut with everyone on the island, not have to share with the hag of her teacher and the Month Twins!
"We were so close," Mrs. Bales sighed, collapsing ass-first next to her. She was nearly twice Caroline's size, and the sheer weight of her stomach hitting the ground shook the earth and made her bounce on her spot. That gut of hers was so huge Caroline could lie down against it with no problem. That size, that fat, it made her feel small, defenseless. She mentally compared her size to that of her teacher's stomach and concluded she could fit inside. Was this how April and May felt all the time they were around her? So small and defenseless? Just large snacks for her to have eventually? "If only I hadn't been so distracted," her teacher said, "I could have caught that little Tina, shoved her into my mouth, and then the rest would've been desert," she passed a hand over the soft surface of her belly with a saddened look on her face. "Could you imagine? Her struggling in my stomach, as I drop the rest in one by one? Oh," she moaned, a hand going to one of her huge tits, "it would've felt incredible."
It did feel incredible, Caroline agreed. She herself had eaten a giantess and felt the struggling inside her gut. It was like a professional massage, only on the inside. The Month Twins had stopped struggling hours ago, as she fought to get out of the raving that she'd gotten stuck into. Caroline appreciated the extra weight on her tits, but she wished they had lasted longer and kept massaging her gut.
Mrs. Bales let herself fall back as if the sandy shore was the most comfortable bed interrupting her train of thought. The impact was even larger this time around, Caroline was bounced meters into the air, and when she landed, she began to cough up the sand that her teacher had kicked up.
The enormous woman's gut rippled and sloshed around, staying in movement for ten seconds before finally settling in. Her tits fell to the sides of her chest as she went to sleep, arms acting as a pillow behind her head. Everything about her was just so HUGE. Her breasts, her fat thighs, and obviously, that incredibly-engorged tummy. All that gave her the look of a gigantic seal, lying belly-up as she bathed in the morning sun.
Caroline felt jealousy burning all over her. She wanted to have that size, she wanted to be that big. But with no more food, that was a lost dream.
Suddenly, she heard a strange sound, like a buzzing in her ear. She looked around, trying to find the source, but it didn't feel like it was nearby. Caroline turned to the sea, that was where it was coming from. As seconds passed, that buzzing sound transformed into something different, more like screaming. In the middle of the dawn sky, she saw a dark spot, getting closer and closer while the screaming intensified.
Caroline did not move, she didn't inch away from her seat in the sand as the little person flew towards her. She held her arms up, ready to intercept it. She opened her mouth wide, letting her tongue drape down like an inviting carpet. She hoped that the stars would align and that the little person would fly directly into her gullet. Oh, how long it had been since she'd eaten one. Hours, at least, hours! She wanted to feel it going down her throat and landing in her gut. Caroline's tongue leaked liters of saliva. The scream got louder. The person got closer. she could almost taste them going in.
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Giantess Island
ParanormalOn August 7th, a class of 17 to 18-year-olds travel to All Saints Island, a tourist paradise where they'll enjoy their last year of school. Or they were supposed to. That same night, a meteor falls into the island and the next day an event takes tha...