Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Hungry Guy
Title: THE FURY OF THE FIFTY FOOT WOMAN
Summary: A naked fifty-foot tall woman goes on a sexual rampage in Los
Angeles.
Keywords: F/MMMFFF...  Fdom Fpov Fsub Msub Scfi flash stroke anal tort
nc viol nosex snuff cannibal caution
Language: english

   THE FURY OF THE FIFTY FOOT WOMAN BY: Hungry Guy
(hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com)

   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.

   She then 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.

   After her exhausting run all day, she lay down to sleep.  The morning
sun rose to the absence of people and flying things causing pinpricks all
over her body.

   She felt empty down below again.  That second couple had also escaped.
She stood and looked around.  She spotted them a few steps away, huddling
together on a rock.  They started to run when they saw her reach for them,
but she snatched them up, sat back down.

   She thought that she'd try something new.  She lay on her back and slid
them into the hole in her pussy.  But she held onto their feet and began to
slide them in and out of per pussy--in and out--in and out--faster and
faster.  With her free hand, she began to stoke that little lump at the
front of her pussy.  Her explosive orgasm rocked her harder than ever.  She
swung her legs back and forth at the sheer unyielding ecstasy.

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

   But what of her own hunger?  She saw a few small rural towns just a few
steps over these mountains.  Breakfast wasn't too far away.

   * END *