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{ASS} THE FURY OF THE FIFTY FOOT WOMAN {Hungry Guy} (F/MMMFFF... rev 
Fdom Fpov Fsub Msub Scfi flash stroke anal tort nc viol nosex snuff 
cannibal caution) 
BY:  Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com)

Revision 2 (Everyone hated the ending of the first version, so this 
time, the fifty-foot woman doesn't die at the end.)

Foreword:  This is a work of fiction.  None of the people in this 
story are real.  None of these events ever happened.  This story is 
nothing more than words that came from my imagination.  Any 
similarity to any real people, places, or events is purely 
coincidental. 

Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have 
my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that 
credit is given to "Hungry Guy" (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com) as the 
author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing 
typos.  Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local 
slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker.  
Thanks.

My stories can be found on: 
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/HungryGuy/www.
http://storiesonline.net/library/author.php?name=Hungry_Guy
http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=171541

    ### 

    She awoke.  She sat up and looked around.  The research campus 
buildings surrounding the slab looked deserted.  Battleship chains 
attached to her wrists and ankles held her securely.  But she had 
been chained down here for nearly a year, and rust had begun to 
conquer the hinges.  Her rage grew, and adrenaline flowed through her 
veins.  She stood and broke out of her chains, leaving cuts in her 
wrists and ankles.  She pulled out the IV tube inserted in her wrist 
that, to a normal person, would have been the diameter of a fire 
hose. 

    She stood fifty feet tall, dwarfing the collection of three- and 
four-story laboratory buildings surrounding the slab where she was 
created.  The golden tan of her nude body glistened in the afternoon 
sun.

    She kicked one of the buildings, shattering all the windows along 
that one side.  But it stubbed her toe, and it hurt.  She picked up a 
Toyota in the parking lot on the other side of the building and 
tossed it into some high-tension power lines a short distance away.  
Even for a fifty-foot woman, a car was still a fairly heavy object to 
heft.  That produced a satisfying explosion, but it failed to stay 
satisfying long. 

    Stepping carefully over the fallen power lines spitting and 
sparking on the ground, she headed toward Los Angeles in the 
distance.

    As she approached a populated area, the people stood and gaped.  
Perhaps they thought that she was some fantastic Hollywood illusion.  
She picked one man up and held him in the palm of her hand.  Then she 
closed her hand as tight as she could.  Bright red blood gushed from 
her clenched fist; then she slammed his broken body to the ground and 
wiped her bloody palm on her thigh.

    The people panicked at that.  Someone got in a car and started to 
drive away.  She picked up the car and spun around like a stone 
thrower in the Olympics.  She sent that car sailing through the air 
for several hundred feet.

    She walked among the fleeing crowd and stomped on some of them 
with her left foot, then with her right foot.

    She had always been hungry, for they had never fed her the normal 
way.  She picked up a young man, and peeled off his jeans and tee 
shirt as he screamed in terror.  She pulled his shoes and BVD's off, 
and tossed him in her mouth.  Not knowing any better, she swallowed 
him without chewing and nearly choked while forcing him down her 
throat.  Next she picked up a screaming young woman and, again, 
peeled off her jeans and sweater, then her shoes, bra, and panties.  
She threw her in her mouth and bit down.  The taste of blood 
splattering in her mouth tasted good as she chewed and swallowed.  
Again, she picked up a fistful of people and, one at a time, stripped 
them, and ate to her full as blood dribbled down her chin.

    The crowd had thinned and she continued her trek toward the 
business district.  "Yeow" she screeched as her ankle accidentally 
brushed against a residential power line supported on wooden poles.  
She grabbed the pole and yanked it out of the ground, sending sparks 
flying as the wires pulled apart.  

    She noticed how some of the small women adorned themselves with 
metal decorations around their necks, which she had spit out onto her 
hand and examined.  She picked up some of the dead wire and draped it 
around the back of her neck and let the two free ends dangle against 
her chest.

    She came to a highway and tried to lift a bus, but it was too 
heavy even for her, so he just shoved it over and let it roll a few 
times as she continued on her way. 

    Turning amidst skyscrapers that were far taller than she was, she 
grabbed a person running in terror into a building.  She peeled his 
clothes off, but she didn't put him in her mouth.  Instead she 
examined him, aware of the outgrowths between his legs.  She knew 
about sexual reproduction in theory, but had never seen photographs.  
As the man screamed and struggled in her grip, she took one loose end 
of that wire and tied it in a knot around the base of what she knew 
to be his testicles.  She tied the other loose end in a slipknot 
around the first wire, adjusted the position of her necklace above 
her cleavage, and let him hang upside-down by his balls between her 
bare breasts.  His agonized screaming and flailing was amusing to 
her.

    She found a two-story building with a flat roof and sat.  The 
structure groaned and sagged, and she watched the panic-stricken 
masses rush away in terror.  After about a minute, the building 
collapsed under her weight, dropping her onto her ass.  Sitting amid 
the rubble, something scratched her bottom.  She stood again, and 
reached down to scratch the irritation.  She had never touched 
herself there before.  It felt good.  She continued to do so, and, 
before long, she was quaking in place.

    She explored herself more and found the various flesh parts that 
she had learned about in theory.  She walked down the street in 
search of something, but she didn't know what.  It needed to be about 
six feet long, and fairly thick.  She spotted more people fleeing 
from her.  She grabbed a fleeing person, a man, and stripped him 
naked.  He was the right length, but not thick enough.  She grabbed 
another fleeing person, a woman, and stripped her naked.  She needed 
to sit somewhere.  She sat on a grassy lawn adjacent so some 
building.  She pressed the two people together, face to face, in one 
hand, and pulled some trees out of the ground with the other hand to 
make enough room for her to stretch out on.

    She spread her legs apart and leaned back.  With the couple in 
her hand, she pressed them to her vagina and shoved them in, 
headfirst.  It felt indescribably good.  She squeezed her pelvic 
muscles, enjoying the erotic sensation of fullness inside her. 

    She had become hungry again, so she grabbed a few more people, 
stripped them, and consumed them.  The blood tasted so good.  She 
licked it all off her lips after she had swallowed them all.

    She stood and stretched her arms way over her head--something she 
had never been able to do before.  She walked through the canyon of 
hi-rises toward the Pacific Ocean.  That couple inside her vagina had 
been squirming around all the while she walked.  She sat back down in 
another park and felt herself down there.  That couple had turned 
themselves around and were sticking their heads out of her vagina.  
She pressed her finger to the top of their heads and pushed them back 
in.  She squeezed her pelvic muscles so tightly against them, gasping 
at the enjoyable sensation within her loins.

    A strange "chop-chop-chop" noise approached from the horizon.  A 
flying machine was approaching.  She stood to see what it might be.  
As it grew near, she felt painful little pinpricks all over her body.  
Looking around, she grabbed a fistful of people and threw them at the 
flying object.  The object was instantly engulfed in a hazy red cloud 
as the blades pureed the mass of people.  Then she picked up a Volvo, 
and threw it at the blinded helicopter, instantly causing an orgy of 
fire and smoke to fall to the ground. 

    She ran toward the ocean and splashed in, sending cargo ships and 
cruise liners bobbing in the water like so many rubber ducks.

    She ran up the coast a few dozen yards off the beachhead.  She 
ran all day and then stopped for the night to rest.  A young newlywed 
couple camping on the beach on their honeymoon, who hadn't heard the 
news, became her dinner.

    She curled up on the sand and fell to the most comfortable sleep 
she has ever had, unlike being shackled flat on her back on a hard 
slab for nearly a year. 

    She woke in the morning, surrounded by people, flashing red and 
blue lights, and more of those flying chop-chop-chop things in the 
sky.  She felt more of those annoying pinpricks all over her body.  
She was also famished, so he she grabbed a fistful of people dressed 
from head to toe in solid blue cloth who were pointing long shiny 
black metal sticks at her, stripped them, and swallowed them.  She 
grabbed a few more, and a few more.  The amount of stinging pinpricks 
decreased with the more she ate, so she felt encouraged to stuff 
herself.  

    Those two people up her pussy had crawled out of her during the 
night, leaving her feeling empty down there, which made her angry.

    The last few of those blue people dropped their metal sticks and 
began to run.  She grabbed them and threw them at one of the flying 
chop-chop-chop things.  

    Then she ran inland.  The ground was covered mostly with trees 
and few buildings, so she continued to run.  The ground became hilly, 
and she had to lift her legs up high to climb over small mountains 
here and there.  

    Then exertions of the morning had given rise to an urge to pee.  
She stepped up to, and straddled a small lake.  She relaxed her 
muscles and let her pee flow, turning the lake yellow.  Dozens of 
tiny little headless, and legless animals living under the water 
suddenly floated to the surface, dead.  They were too small for her 
to even notice.  But another strange sensation that he had never felt 
before, having never eaten before yesterday, arose within her.  She 
pushed at something within her, and dropped a lump of shit the size 
of minivan out of her rectum into the lake.  

    That felt good too!  It was also a new odor for her.  It stank!  

    She saw a small town nearby.  She walked briskly toward the small 
town square, and quickly tracked down a fleeing man.  She stripped 
him naked and then lay on her stomach.  She pushed his head between 
her ass cheeks, to her anus, and shoved him in.  The sensation was 
odd, but pleasant.  She felt a strong urge to shit him back out 
again, but she squeezed her sphincter muscle tight, sliding him 
deeper up into her rectum.   

    She looked around for more people.  She wanted to restore that 
full feeling inside her again.  She caught a woman exiting a small 
store and grabbed her before she could flee back inside.  She scouted 
around and quickly grabbed a man at a gas station pumping gas into 
his car.  She stripped the two of them, then, once again, lay on her 
back.  She pressed them together and slid them into her pussy.  That 
wonderful feeling of fullness was back.  With the absence of crowds, 
and flying pinprick-making machines, and blue men with bang-sticks, 
she fondled herself down there for the first time ever.  Lightning 
zapped through her body when she touched that little bump at the 
front of her pussy.  She stroked and stroked it, feeling pressure 
build in her loins.  That couple inside her pussy were squirming 
around so much that she fell onto her back, quaking and moaning in 
absolute pleasure.  Her pussy muscles went into a series of spasms, 
squeezing that couple in her pussy so tightly it would have hurt had 
she not been in orgasmic ecstasy.

    As she lay there coming down from her orgasm, she felt them try 
to crawl out of her pussy.  But she caught them in time, and pushed 
them back in by the top of her heads.

    Suddenly, three more flying things cam after her.  She got up and 
ran deeper into the wilderness.  That man up her anus had become an 
irritation, so she squatted and shit him out into the forest below, 
followed by another two lumps of excrement.  

    She picked a tree and threw it at one of the helicopters.  
Sending fiery debris to the ground below.  Then another, and another.  

    She continued to run deeper and deeper away from civilization.  
Climbing over hills and small mountains, she eventually made it far, 
from suburbia.  She settled into a valley between a ridge of 
mountains taller than her and looked around.  It was obvious that 
this place was too remote for people to get to, and she might be safe 
here. 

    It occurred that those people inside her pussy might need to eat 
too.  If she wants to keep the pleasure, she would need to keep them 
alive. But what would be the right size food.  She spotted a tiny 
gray animal with long skinny ears and puff-ball for a tail, so she 
grabbed it, peeled off the skin, ripped it apart between her fingers 
and shoved the meat into her pussy for them.

    As for herself, she spotted a strange gorilla with an almost 
manlike face, and considered making a meal out of it.  But it was 
three times the size of a typical person, and all covered with thick 
black hair.  And really big feet!  Too big to fit into her mouth, and 
not very tasty looking.

    Besides, she saw a few small rural towns just a few steps over 
these mountains.  Meals wouldn't too far away.  

    * END *

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