As tempting as it was to strike another dragon or two, Lydia's vanity for her new form was starting to influence her thinking. Clearly, a dumb animal wouldn't appreciate her height, curves, or plump stomach as much as a human would. And she wanted her prey to fall victim to her beauty, as well as her appetite. She knew of several farms outside of Widowwood's boundaries. It was time to put them to use.
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It was late when Balthazar and his family laid down their heads after a hard day's work in the fields. Tilling the soil and caring for the livestock left them drained at the end of each day, so it was very hard to rise them before the morning. So, one can only imagine the commotion the animals were making that raised him from his slumber.
"What the devil?" he muttered. The animals were going crazy, as if a wolf or some other predator had made it inside the fences. But that shouldn't have been possible; he'd secured the farm before turning in. Leaving his wife in bed, he moved to head for the door.
The noise had died down by the time he reached outside of the family cabin, which was equally distressing. It was now completely silent, which shouldn't be. It was as if...there were no animals at all. He was shocked. He had a full herd of cattle, and several hogs. All of them were gone, without a trace...
An enormous echoing rumble was heard behind him; he turned, and screamed.
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Lydia didn't feel embarrassed by her belch; she was far beyond shame, at this point. And in her defense, she'd just had quite a meal. The cattle and hogs had added a great deal to her size and girth; she was now over sixty feet tall, retaining her sizable belly, breasts, and buttocks. Her face was a bit more plump as well, but she was still a stunning visage of demonic beauty. What's more, she was still hungry. She wanted to eat and grow and eat and grow until she was all that was left in the valley. She grew aroused by the very thought of it...
Snapping back to reality, she noticed the farmer at her feet. "Hello, there," she purred.
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