A Big Discovery (Mini-GTS, BBW, Vore)

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A Big Discovery

Angrily, I cut myself through dense bushes and trees as I tried to make my way through the forest. This was the third time they had come, but now those thieves had stolen twice the amount of bison than the previous times. If this went on I soon wouldn’t have any animals left on my farm at all. It was clear the authorities weren’t going to do anything to protect my stock from those poachers, so I had to get my own hands dirty, which meant this night wouldn’t end well for the thieves.

„Dammit.“ I growled between clenched teeth. I was supposed to enjoy a nice evening off. I had even sent my workers home early today, who wouldn’t be back until Monday. Just to calm my paranoia, I had gone to check if the stable boy had locked all the barn doors; As good a lad as he was, he could be forgetful at times. Finding the doors wide open I had almost called the boy to let him have a piece of my mind, but then noticed the locks were busted and several of my biggest bison were missing. Without a second thought I jumped in my truck and set chance to the thieves, only grabbing my trusty shotty and a small med kit for if I got hurt on the way. Following the tracks on the sandy roads I soon found their truck standing by the side of the road, empty and deserted. They must have a camp somewhere in the forest, or worse, they were heading for the river on the other side of it to get on a boat to escape for good.

For at least half an hour I tried to track them down through the forest. I wasn’t the best hunter, but the number of broken branches, flattened flowers and the footprints in the muddy ground were enough hints for even my limited tracking skills. They couldn’t have gone far yet either as they had to navigate those big animals around the trees, so I was sure I‘d catch up to them soon. I just hoped I could make it before they reached the river.
I paused my pursuit when I noticed something odd along the tracks. Right next to the Bison’s hooved imprints, was a peculiarly shaped footprint that was at least four times the size than any other. Confused I hunkered down next to it to inspect the strange form in the dirt. I rose an eyebrow when I deducted it was in the shape of a human’s, just much bigger. In all the years I have lived here I had never seen anything that could leave such big footprint, especially not shaped like that. I scoffed when I recalled the rumors that had been making the rounds. Stories that people had gone missing in these woods or that the animal population had slimmed down drastically over the last few months. Silly ghost stories to scare children from doing anything stupid if you asked me. But still, this was pretty odd for sure.

Just when I wanted to shrug off my strange find and continue my chance, I was surprised by the sound of a gunshot. The deafening sound echoed through the quiet evening woods, causing birds to fly up from their hiding spots between the leaves. For whatever reason those poachers had fired that shot, I now knew exactly where they were.

Determined I ran as quickly as I could in the direction the sound had come from. Along the way I saw even more of those big footprints, but I didn’t have time to stop and think about it. If I had, I would have noticed they had gotten deeper and more pronounced as I went on.

There was another shot, much closer now, followed by a scream that was cut off as quickly as it started. Finally clearing a heavy bush, I stepped out into an open terrain and sighed in relief when I found a bunch of my bison standing in the clearing. They seemed confused as they wheezed and roared in panic, but there was no sign of the poachers that had brought them here. Another sound pierced my ears, but instead of a gunshot, they sounded wet and vulgar, like someone was slobbering and gulping down a feast of a meal as they moaned.

It made sense to me now. All these ghost stories were just a ploy from the thieves to scare people off from chasing them and stay away from these parts, so they could continue their little operation, but that wouldn’t work on me. Feeling anger rise within me as I tried to come up with a plan, I clenched my old boomstick tightly between my fists and took a deep breath. When I finally gathered enough courage, I poked my head around the tree to confront them, but immediately froze at what I found. My eyes widened, my breath stocked and i didn’t know what was real or make-believe. Of one thing I was sure: I had been right; this night would indeed not end well for the thieves…

A ray of evening light that broke through the leaves was just enough to reveal the form of a naked lady covered in dirt and streaks of mud, camouflaging her body between the trees and green... and two wildly thrashing legs sticking out of her mouth that suddenly disappeared between her lips with a loud slurp as she swallowed.

I was shocked. I could clearly see the human-shaped lump sank down her throat, her muscles slowly pushing him down until it disappeared between her breasts, then reappeared as her already bloated stomach swell even further.

She was clearly human... only so much bigger. The amazon stood easily at least 14 feet tall, her head reaching the first branches of the trees. but she wasn’t just tall, everything else on her was ridiculously massive too. Huge udders of tits protruded from her chest, with hips wider than my truck. Her biggest asset though, was without a doubt the enormous stomach that hung in front of her. Seeing that thing squirm and trash around I knew what had happened to the rest of the poachers. Human shaped imprints spanned from the top to the bottom of her gut as hands and feet tried to find a way out, but she didn’t seem to be bothered in the slightest by their assault. On the contrary; The way she grinned when the man she had swallowed settled down inside her stomach, she was clearly enjoying it.

With him gone she focused her attention on the last morsel clutched between her hands. She didn’t even listen to his sobbing pleas when she brought him to her mouth and shoved him inside her maw. Despite his attempts to climb back up her tongue, she simply arched her head backwards and made him vanish from sight with an effortless gulp. She was so utterly huge that the guy barely made a noticeable dent when he joined the rest of her unlucky prey.

With the threat of the gunmen gone, she let herself fall backwards onto the muddy floor. Her ass came down so hard I could feel the ground shudder under my feet from the sheer weight of her body, followed by her bloated stomach which’ impact shook even some of the smaller trees around her. Letting out a very relieved sigh she leaned back against a tree, but suddenly squealed in pain, a sound far more feminine than I expected of such a monstrous being. She grimaced when she touched her leg. The light that poked through the trees was just enough for me to see that glittering blood was dripping down between her fingers. The poachers had been able to get a pretty good hit on her despite the fact they were gurgling away inside her.

With the poachers gone and not wanting to stay around a woman that could swallow me whole I was about to turn around and try and make a quiet escape with my bison, but grit my teeth when another sob left her throat. She was hurt. I tried, but I just couldn’t bring myself to leave her alone like this. She did save me the trouble of having to deal with the poachers. I didn’t know who or what she was, but the least I could do for her was treat her wounds for dealing with my problems. If things got hairy she’d probably even be too wounded to chase me if she saw me as a threat too.

Carefully I inched closer towards the amazon when a twig under my feet snapped. Immediately her head shot up towards me, her big eyes glowing faintly in the evening light. A low growl rose up from her and I immediately held up my hands, putting down my rifle in on the ground in front of me. „Wow, easy now. I am not here to hurt you.“ I spoke calm and friendly. I didn’t even know if she could understand me, but I hoped my gestures showed her I wasn’t a threat.

She intended to stand up, but fell back against the tree again, the pain in her legs still too much for her. „I... can help.“ I spoke Continued. I was sure my words would be in vain as she stared at me in confusion. I held my breath, readying myself to make a quick dash for the trees, but then she nodded and made a sound I could only interpret as approval and allowed me to get closer to her.

Spreading her legs, she was giving me better look at her wound, but I couldn’t see anything. Her legs were obscured by the ball of still gurgling fat many times bigger than me. Instinctively I tried to push her stomach aside to get a better view, but instead of pushing it away my hand sank straight into it. Soft and squishy flesh instantly swallowed my hand up to my wrist as an intense heat from within tickled my fingers. A rumble, shaking both her stomach and my hand rose up from her gut and violently exited her mouth with a bouldering belch.

„Bwooorrrppp“.

I jumped away from her, unsheathing my hand from her midriff. The sound had been so loud that I was sure I had pissed her off but all she did was stare at me in bewilderment. Realizing what had startled me as I stared at her roaring stomach, she chuckled; A strangely soothing sound, much kinder and sweet then I would have imagined for a beast of a man-eating woman like her. Teasingly, she slapped a few times against the side of her stomach like she was petting down an angry dog.

I had to take another deep breath before I got between the amazon’s legs again, but this time, she held up her stomach, so I would have some working space.

Soon I found the wound on her inner thigh right next to her sex, confirming my suspicions that she was indeed fully naked. She didn’t even seem to be too bothered that I could see straight into her nether region, a giant snatch oozing with a wetness. The smell of it was making me even more dizzy than I already was. Not to mention that her stomach which was hanging right above me was probably able to crush me whenever she wanted.

Grabbing my medical kit, I shook my head and tried to focus. It didn't seem like the shot had penetrated her too deeply. The bullet must have only scratched her, which was good as I wouldn’t have been able to get the bullet out myself. It still left a nasty wound though and needed care immediately. Using some disinfectant and wrapping it in bandages was all I could really do for her now.

When I finally got out from under her I wiped away the sweat from my forehead. “Phew, all done.” I breathed, finally able to breath in something else than the smell of a monster sized pussy.
„Thank... you.“ She spoke softly, though it seemed like she had trouble pronouncing the words.
I was perplexed. „You can speak? “
She nodded, but didn’t elaborate any further, simply looking at me with a tender look in her eyes.
„Well... big lady. You sure helped me out a lot with those thieves.“ I couldn’t help but glance over at her stomach again, which made a little bubbling movement in response. I could still see the last struggles of her unfortunate dinner, but couldn’t say I felt bad for them. „My name is John. What is yours? “
„Name?“ She repeated tasting the word as if she only spoke it for the first time. Then she scratched her head as if she was thinking really hard “0...25.” She said.
„No, your name. How should I call you? You have a name, don’t you? “
She shook her head.
„Well, everyone’s gotta have a name, right? “I thought for a moment. „How about Lizzy? “
„Liz-zy“ She giggled when she spoke it. Letting the „Z“ vibrate on her tongue a few more times as she repeated the name. She seemed to like it.
„Well Lizzy. I can’t really let you stay here like this. What would you say if I‘d take you back to my home?“
„Home? Yes home! “She said ecstatic.

It took a while, but when we finally got back to the road, the sun was already going down the horizon and it was quickly getting dark. It had been a struggle with Lizzy’s wounded leg and trying to navigate a hand full of bison through the forest with only some ropes to guide them. Lizzy was all out of power and had trouble standing up right. I was just thinking of a way to get her back to my place when she decided for me. Too tired to even take another step she crawled onto the back of my truck.
„Lizzy, no! “I tried to reason, but it was no use.
the poor old thing instantly sunk several inches towards the ground, desperately trying to keep its shape underneath her massive weight. I didn’t know how, but it was somehow able to keep from breaking down completely as Lizzy sat down on the cargo and leaned with her head on the roof of the driver’s seat.
„We drive? “She asked.
I grimaced, looking at my truck’s struggle. „I guess we will. “

Tying the bison with a rope around their neck to the back of the truck, I drove home slowly.
When we finally made the last corner, relief came over me as I saw my familiar farm standing in the distance. I had been raised here, continued to build up my father’s business and kept expanding even after he passed. Everything here was either build by me or my old man when he was still alive. Now I lived here by myself, enjoying the quiet but busy lifestyle. Well, besides the few young workers who helped me out with things I couldn’t do alone here and there.

During the ride home most of the truck had started to take on the shape of Lizzy ‘s curvaceous body, the metal simply bending to her form. I had been scared she might accidentally flatten the entire thing with me inside, but to my surprise that hadn’t happened. Lizzy was sleeping like a rock, fallen into a deep food coma along the way. Whatever I tried, I couldn’t wake her up. There was no way I could get her off my truck either, so I decided to just park the thing with her on top of it inside the barn, so she’d at least have a roof over her head tonight. Using a cover I used to protect my machines through the winter I tried to cover her up as well as I could, but it was barely big enough to wrap around her entire body. It would have to do for now, though.
After I had put my bison back in their barn, exhaustion finally caught up with me. With all that had happened, I certainly could use some shut eye myself and gathered that I could sleep a good few hours before she’d wake up. What I’d do with her then, were troubles I left for tomorrow.

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Ah, Sunday; my favorite day of the week. The only day I allowed myself some rest and simply enjoy the day for what it was. Sure, I’d had to do some chores here and there, but the sun was warm, the air was fresh and my animal were screaming their lungs out… wait?

It took me a second or two to realize the war-like clamor was coming straight from my barn. Fearing the poachers had returned I jumped out of bed and ran to the barn, but when I cut the corner everything that had happened the night before came back to me in an instant. Somehow, I had thought it had all been a dream, but I saw was more like something out of a nightmare.

One after the other Lizzy casually tossed my precious farm animals into her mouth like my barn was her personal breakfast buffet. She danced from one stable to the other, her eyes glittered whenever she found a new morsel. Chickens were thrown into her mouth by the handful like they were finger food. Humming in satisfaction she savored the taste before swallowing them whole. She did not even wait before the bulge in her throat reached her stomach before her greedy hands already clawed for a few of my fattest pigs and quickly gulping them down with quick succession. I was smart enough not to intervene, but my mind was too dazed to run as I watched her gorge herself on my animals. They couldn’t even escape as she and the truck were blocking the exit.

Picking up a cage of bunnies she simply turned the thing over above her maw and let them fall straight down her gullet. When she had swallowed the last one and quickly scanned the place for another snack, her eyes finally fell on me. Drool was still dribbling in a constant stream down her chin as her mouth formed into a broad smile.

„Master! “She yelled and came running towards me.

Her feet shook the ground with every step. Falling back on my ass I tried to claw myself away from her, but like I was a mere toy she scooped me up from the ground. Instantly I felt the warmth of her body envelop me. I was expecting to find a gaping maw ready to send me down the bottomless void, but when I looked up I only found a big, friendly smile looking back at me. Wedged between the softness of her breasts her arms wrapped around me in a hug that made me drown in her flesh.

„Good morning... Master." She said while she shook me around like a plush toy.
I didn’t know what was making me blush more, the fact that I was smothered by tits that were bigger than my entire body or that a woman at least three times my size called me master.
Pushing myself away from the vast amount fat, I tried to speak over the sound of her digesting stomach. „ Lizzy? Could you put me down? Please?“ I asked her carefully.
„Of Course!“ And again, I saw her fingers coming for me.
„Slowly! Slowly!“
„Oh.“ She replied, and this time carefully plucked me with two fingers from my confined space and set me back on my two feet.
While trying to keep standing on both of my shaking legs I dusted off my pajamas. When I dared to look back up at her, I couldn’t deny her gut that squirmed with life right above my head. Her face was still beaming with joy, waiting for me to say something. „I... I see you had yourself a nice breakfast.“ I said through skittish laughs, not knowing what else to say. All this was a little too much to handle so early in the morning.
„Yes. Very delicious. Thanks for breakfast!“ She said slapping her gut with both her hands.
For several silent seconds we both stared at the digesting ball of meat churning down over a dozen of my finest animals; She contently as she childishly pushed her prey back down whenever one poked out too far from her midriff, me in a mix of horror and admiration. Now that the poachers were dealt with I clearly had an entirely new problem to deal with; A much bigger one for sure.
Shaking my head, I pulled myself back down to earth when I realized she was still naked, dirty and wounded. So, whatever I would do with her next, she’d first needed to be cleaned and get some warm clothes. She wouldn’t need that camouflage if she was going to hang around here for a little longer. Besides, it might be a little easier to talk to her without seeing those massive breasts bounce in front of me the entire time.
„How about we wash you a little first?“ I asked.
As if she only sniffed herself for the first time now, she cringed and nodded frantically.

Stepping out into the sun she stretched herself out as tall as she could, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun hitting her face. It was a bit odd seeing her so relaxed, doing something as simple as enjoying a pleasant morning while I could still hear her gut churn down on what was probably over a ton of living meat. I sighed. I’d probably have to call the police or something, they might know what to do with her.

The best way I could think of to get her clean was use the hose I used to wash down my bison. I turned the valve and aimed the hose to the sky, letting the water rain down on her. As it started to wash over her body, she giggled, holding up her hands to catch the water in her hands. It must have been a while since she had a shower.

Using a few bricks of soap I had still stored up, she started to wash herself. She was very meticulous about it, not missing a single inch as she reached underneath every fold. Her hands kept drifting off to her stomach, though, cleaning the entire globe at least three times before she looked back at me and grinned. I blushed and looked away when I noticed I had already been staring at her for over a minute with what must have been a dumb smile on my face. This woman was really getting to my head in more ways than one.
„Uhm... I don’t really have any clothes your size.“ I said when she was done. “But I know this big scarecrow a little further down the road. It’s supposed to be a monument to this town, but I doubt it really needs those overalls. I’ll go and drive there to get it for you.“
„Thank you. Master.“ She said softly as she wrapped herself with her sheets
Now she was all clean, I had to admit, she was rather beautiful as her still wet curls glittered in the sun.
„It’s ok, girl.“ I winked „But please, stop calling me master...“
„But you my master.“ She giggled. „You save me!“
Before I could protest in any way I had given her earlier and sat down on my truck again.
She opened the driver’s seat door and looked at me in anticipation. „Come, we get clothes, no?“
Again, I drove over the small countryside paths with a fully naked Amazonian goddess on the back of my truck. Now I had a little time to reflect, I couldn’t say I was panicked about having a woman the size of a small house around me. I know I should be, but I wasn’t. Life on the farm could get boring at times, doing the same routine over and over again, but this certainly made it a lot livelier. Besides her odd diet she was actually rather friendly, and she was clearly fond of me, which was more than I could say about most people around these parts.

The metallic roof above my head creaked and strained as Lizzy moved around, but I wasn’t worried, she was being careful. Then her head appeared next to the window.
“We there?” She asked, clearly getting a bit bored.
“Almost, Lizzy. Just a bit further.”
“Okay.” Then she returned to her position again.
“Lizzy?” I called.
Excited her face appeared in the window again. “Yes?”
I took a deep breath. “Could I ask you… if you could stop eating my animals.”
“Stop eating? But eating good.” She seemed confused about what I asked from her. It was hard to believe she didn’t understand why it might be upsetting to eat a dozen of animals alive at once, not to mention the poachers she ate yesterday. So how could I convince someone that was used to eating anything that moved from devouring everything I had built? I thought for a while. “Yeah, eating is very good, I know. But they are our friends.”
She pursed her lips, thinking. “Friends? But they food, no?”
“Most animals, yeah, but those are not. They are really nice too if you’d get to know them. Don’t you want to make some friends?” I just hoped that her friendly nature would prevail over her gluttony and to my relief, it seemed it did.
“Ah, I not eat delicious friends. I understand.” The same beaming smile appeared on her pretty face again.
Well, that was at least one problem solved, now onto the next.
Coming home, Lizzy was wearing the scarecrow’s overalls, which were somehow able to hold together all the meaty layers of her body. On the way back, she couldn’t stop watching herself in the reflection of the back window. I couldn’t deny that it suit her well though. Her breasts pushed up in a massive cleavage that certainly wasn’t bad for the eyes. She even wore the monument’s straw hat. If you’d squint and forget she wasn’t a few times the size of even my biggest animals, she could go through as any other farmer’s housewife, except Lizzy was kind and wore a friendly smile almost perpetually.
With that out of the way, it would be time to start the day’s chores. Starting with feeding the animals, which were becoming rowdy without their breakfast.
“Would you like to help me feed them?” I asked Lizzy when I noticed her staring at the horse’s stables from a distance. Fidgeting with her hands, she seemed kind of nervous about them, still figuring out how something so delicious could ever be a friend. As Lizzy clearly liked to feed herself, maybe letting her feed someone else for a change would help her understand.
“Feed… them?” She didn’t leave the horse out of her sight.
“Yeah, they have to eat too and we need to help them with it.”
“I like help!” She shouted.

Patting the horse on the back, I waved Lizzy over, but when it noticed she was coming closer it started to neigh and buck, clearly still remembering the onslaught she had caused this morning. Stroking its back continuously, I kept talking to it. When it calmed down and noticed Lizzy wasn’t here for lunch, it carefully sniffed Lizzy’s stretched out hand.

She giggled when its wet nose poked against the palm of her hand. “Horsey tickley.”
I handed a carrot over to Lizzy. “Here, give it this. It is probably getting hungry.”
She stared at it for a moment in wonder, then nodded to herself and determinedly stretched out her hand towards the stallion again. Instantly it started to bite down on the vegetable, swallowing it quickly. Lizzy seemed mesmerized by how it fed until it reached her hands and his lips nibbled on her fingers. "Cute!” She screamed, then grabbed a whole bucket of veggies.
I couldn’t hold a laugh as I watched Lizzy give the horse one carrot after the other, trying to stuff it like she was used to. “Uhm Lizzy, horses don’t eat that much.”
“Hm? But horsey hungry.” She said as she wanted to shove another carrot down its throat.
“Well, most people and animals don’t eat as much as you do. Look, it doesn’t want any more.” Lizzy was a bit perplexed that the horse could only eat a regular meal and couldn’t stuff itself until it couldn’t walk anymore, but it seemed to fascinate her all the same.

Slowly we went through all the other animals in much the same way and she gradually became less nervous being around them. It was fun seeing how interested she was in learning how to care for them. As I filled up the feeding buckets, she even started playing with a few of them. Most of the animals were simply curious about Lizzy as much as she was about them. Chickens, goats and others gathered around her as she littered the floor with bread crumbs.

Once all my chores were for the day I went back in the barn and found Lizzy playing with the farm cat while she lay comfortably in a heap of straw. The little guy lay curled up atop her belly as she carefully petted its back. She had really warmed up to them since this morning. Looking at the two, it was kind of a wholesome sight; I hadn’t felt something like this in a long time.

Leaning against the barn door I got her attention. “Enjoying the farmers life, I see.”
Holding up a finger to her lips, she signaled me to be quiet, not wanting to wake up her little friend.
“Oh, of course.” Whispering I continued. “You see now what I meant by friends? It's our duty to make them feel at home and take good care of them.”
“Home.” She whispered, leaving the word hanging in the air. She got a glassy look in her eyes. There certainly were things she was hiding about where she came from. I wanted to know, but it was clear that it upset her whenever I asked.
“I think it might be time to change your bandages. It’s good to do that often so it won’t get infected.”
She shook her head “Lizzy okay, no pain.” She said, but after I insisted it would be better for the wound, she complied.
I had noticed how well she was doing only a day after being shot. She had already walked around a lot today without any trouble, but when I untied her bandages I was surprised that I couldn’t find any trace of the wound at all. “It's gone… but how?”
Lizzy didn’t give me much of an answer as I sat there confused, but as she put her overalls back on again, I noticed something was written on her left hip. I hadn’t seen it before, hidden underneath the mud and dirt, but she had the number “025” in bold and black tattooed on her hip.
“What’s that?” I asked, putting my hand on her side before she could cover herself up.
“Uhm… Ngh…” She groaned, looking away, her cheeks blooming with a red color.
“Lizzy, you can trust me. You know that, right?” Maybe I shouldn’t upset a woman that could decide to eat me anytime she pleased, but I had to know.
She didn’t look me in the eyes, her stare fixed on the horizon.
“Pee...Tee… Gee...” She said slowly, every sound spoken more hazy and bitter.
What was she trying to tell me? “I don’t understand. What do you mean?”
“Predatory Technology gen…Genetics. PTG.” She clenched her fists on her knees, her knuckles whitening.
Whatever she was talking about, it sounded an awful lot like some sort of company, but I’d never heard of it. I got the eerie feeling that whoever they were, they were the reason how Lizzy ended up so big.
“I not lizzy...I subject 025…” She was enraged, trying with all her might to keep the anger inside, but it wasn’t helping. I had to do something, change the conversation or find a way to calm her down.
I took one of her clenched hands into my own. “Don’t be silly. You’re Lizzy and whatever they did to you, you’re free now.”
Her mouth curled up hearing what I said, but it was a bittersweet smile.
“Maybe it is best if we call the police or something, maybe they can help you find these people.”
“No! No police. They bad, really bad.” She heavily shook her hands in the air, panicking only at the thought I would call the authorities on her.
“But…” It felt bad to have to say this. “I don’t think you can stay here, Lizzy.”
She was silent, her eyes falling to the ground again, her expression sad and defeated, but she nodded. “Lizzy understand.”
Shit. Hiding her here on my farm might get me in some big trouble if what she said was true.
In frustration I combed a hand through my hair. “Ngh. For now, you can stay here, but you have to hide in the shed tomorrow when my workers come. They might not be as understanding as me when they see you…”
She nodded, but didn’t reply anymore.
“Hey, it's only until I figure out what to do with you.” I tried to cheer her up, but she didn't smile. “Anyway, I figured you might be getting hungry again.” I nudged towards her belly, which had shrinking considerably since this morning and had already started to make its familiar agitated sounds. “So, I prepared a little meal for you.”
Hearing that certainly did brighten her up. Forgetting her quarrels almost immediately she stood up and took my hand. “Not wait. Let's go!” She said excited.

When we came in the shed I revealed what I had been able to scrape together. On a blanket in the middle of the room lay an almost 5 feet high and wide pile of food. All of it had been handmade or was still fresh from the land. Fresh vegetables, leftover bread only a few days old, some sweet pies I didn’t know what to do with and many other things. On top of the heap though, lay two pigs that were actually meant to be slaughtered after they had passed away. I could do without them though if it meant I could do something nice for Lizzy. Like any of my animals, they had been well fed and were in top condition. With everything laying there up for grabs I had actually expected Lizzy to attack the pile of food almost as soon as we got in, but she didn’t.

“Master… What is this?” She asked, looking at the biggest pile of food I had ever seen, enough to feed an entire family for weeks.
I didn’t know what to say. “This uhm… is your dinner. I thought you’d like it.”
She seemed disappointed. “But it not moving.” Then grabbed the pig off the pile and shook it around, hoping it would wake up.

Even though it was with a frown and a sigh, she started to shove the heap of food down her gullet. Within a few minutes all of it was gone, her stomach bulging almost as far as it had this morning.
“I am sorry I couldn’t give you anything else, Lizzy.” I apologized when she was done. “I… I just…”
Before I could find a reason, she shushed me, her face grateful and compassionate. “It okay, master. I understand. Lizzy not hungry anymore.” But when her stomach groaned, sounding like a starving animal, I kind of doubted what she claimed.

I could barely close and eye that night. It felt like I let Lizzy down, but what else could I do? I couldn’t just hide her on my farm here, could I? If someone found out about her they’d surely call the cops and if that company was really that dangerous I’d be in big trouble too. If she wouldn’t gobble up my entire farm I might just end up in jail for hiding a fugitive or something. But the thought of letting her go didn’t make me feel good either. In fact, I liked having her around. And well... I had always had a thing for bigger girls and it didn’t get bigger than this. Even now I had to blush when I thought about how her breasts just swallowed me whole this morning. And I had to admit, I kind of liked seeing her eat so much. It was terrifying at first... but incredible at the same time. How her body just expanded and digested whatever she crammed inside. Burying my head underneath my pillow I tried to push all my thoughts away.

The next morning, I had to get up early. A new week with even more to do than the last. Coming outside, three young men were waiting for me. Good lads. Thickheaded at times, but they offered their services for cheap in return for learning how to set up their own farm one day. They helped me out with plowing the fields and taking care of the animals, milking them, cleaning their stalls and jobs like that.

Derik, Charley and Patrick. Patrick was new and the youngest. He had come to me after he had dropped out of school, having no prospects in life. Me with my big heart couldn’t just turn him down and although he was clumsy, the others seemed to like him. Derik and Charley had been here for a while, good workers.

The day went by and work kept me busy. I had told the men not to enter the shed for danger of the roof falling in after I had found a hole in the roof, a lie to keep them away from Lizzy. I thought all went well, but when I checked up on how Lizzy was doing, she just rolled over on her side as she lay in a pile of hay, completely ignoring me. I got a nasty feeling in my gut again. She wanted to stay here, but what could I do?
Drowned in thought I was milking my cows when Derik suddenly barged into the barn. Gasping for air he tried to speak. “Boss, the bison... They escaped!”
“What!? How?”
“Patrick left the barn doors open again, one of em went wild and escaped, then a bunch of them followed. He ran off after them.”
That damned kid. I knew I should have fired him after the first time he forgot to lock the doors. “Don’t just stand there, go after them!” I yelled at the two.
Seeing I wasn’t following they turned around. “What about you, boss?”
“I’ll get my dart gun and some ropes from the shed and catch up with you later. Don’t lose sight of them!” I yelled as I ran towards the shed.
“Master, what going on?” Lizzy asked while looking how I threw tools and other rubble out of closets, my nervousness clearly getting her attention.
With my head inside a box I answered. “The bison are loose again. Goddammt. I need my dart gun.”
“Oh no... The thieves.” She stood up and walked towards the door.
“What? No, that’s not...” But she cut me off.
“Don’t worry, Master. Lizzy help!”
“No wait! It's not the poachers!” But it was no use. Lizzy was already out the door, running in the direction the bison and my men had entered the forest. I yelled after her to stop, but she didn’t hear me. I had no other option than to go after her, but with her large stature, I couldn’t catch up to her.
For the second time that week I was fought myself through the forest. Jumping over tree barks and trying to dodge branches as they hit my face, I didn't stop for anything. All I could think about was finding Lizzy before the others would see her. I didn’t want to think about what would happen when they did. With someone like her, they wouldn’t stay quiet. This girl was nothing but trouble, but she was all I could think about now. I ran for so long until I felt like puking, but never stopped.

“Lizzy! Where are you?” I kept calling for almost an hour. I hadn’t even seen any sign of my bison or the men. I was about to give up hope, but then.
“Master!” Lizzy yelled in the distance.

When I finally found her, worry made way for relief, but then quickly turned to shock. I had thought Lizzy couldn’t surprise me anymore then she already had, but I was wrong. Much like the first time I found her, Lizzy lay stretched out across the forest floor with a mountain of skin and flesh in front of her. The thing was towering over me as I realized her gut was easily as big as the rest of her body and then some. Bigger than it had ever been.

Lizzy had made herself comfortable, leaning against a relatively small van. “Oh my god...” Was all I could stammer when I realized we were right in the middle of a popular camping spot.
Lizzy’s head poked around her stomach and bloomed when she saw me. “Master... Lizzy found friends...” She panted.
Looking around the place, I tried to comprehend what she had done. The place was littered with thrown over tens, cars, bags and many other things. I could count at least four, five, no, there were even more tents a little further up the hill. Scattered across the war-zone grazed a few of my bison, calmed down after their evening run. A few even came up to Lizzy to be pe, but the place was deserted of any campers.
“You... you ate them!? All of them?” I stammered, half in terror, half hoping none of them had been able to get away.

“Yeah. Thieves no escape from Lizzy” She whispered a naughty smile formed across her face, a red glow of pleasure radiating from her cheeks. ” Thieves delicious.” Tenderly she let her hands glide across her bloated stomach, proud of what she had done.
“But... What happened to the men that you followed?”
She sighed, nice and long, as if she relived what she had eaten a second time. “Lizzy eat them too. Stealing bad.“
Leaning forward, she tried to bring her face to my level, but her stomach was too big to really make any movement. “Master not worry anymore.” She tipped with a finger on my nose and winked. “Lizzy do good?” She waited in anticipation, hoping her master would give her his approval. I was speechless, her smile was just too sincere.
“I…” I stuttered, but couldn’t bring myself to tell her off and tell her she had mistaken dozens of easy camping goers for thieves and send them to a early doom. If It meant that smile would disappear from her face; I wasn’t going to let her down again. I smiled, my eyes getting a bit watery. “You did great, Lizzy.”
Hearing this her smile beamed with joy, her eyes lighting up. One of the most wonderful things I had ever seen. “Lizzy love master so much.” Noticing my widening eyes she took my hand in hers and lay it atop her stomach. “Master likes belly, no?”

I wasn’t able to speak as I felt the warmth of her stomach tingle the tips of my fingers. Delicately, my hand moved up and down the smooth surface, my mind mesmerized by the waves her doughy skin made while it gorged on its prey. These people were nothing compared to Lizzy’s stomach. As it tore into them without remorse I could even faintly hear their pleas. A belch erupted from her mouth, so forcefully it shifted the contents inside. Among the struggles and movement, I could have sworn I had seen a few human shaped bulges push its way out of her stomach, which bounced back quickly into the depth.

Her hands reached out for me and before I could say anything, she had already plopped me down high atop her stomach. Frantically I tried to steady myself when she let go of me, my arms waving through the air for balance. Watching me struggle to hold my grip, Lizzy laughed, her stomach bouncing up and down in waves, making it even harder to hold on. When I finally found my footing and sat down I Immediately I sank several inches down, her fat wrapping around my hands and legs. I had to take a moment to calm myself as I took in exactly what was happening, but it didn’t help. I couldn’t even think before my mouth simply spoke ahead of my thought. “What would you say if you come live with me? Help me out at the farm?”
I was almost as surprised to ask her as she was, but as I looked down when her stomach groaned, I gathered I could definitely use the help.

There’d always be enough hikers, hunters or other unfortunate wanderers around these parts to sate her peculiar diet. I remembered there were even a couple of university trips to this place occasionally, from the big city. If she was careful she could even get her meals from neighboring farms, which would be good for business for me. If anyone would come and ask questions... well; That wouldn’t be so hard to deal with I’d imagine. As my mind raced, I got the feeling we might just be able to pull this off.
Looking down at Lizzy, she seemed about to doze off. It would probably take a while before she’d have digested everything she had eaten, so we’d probably be stuck here for a while. Shrugging, I let myself fall back and made myself comfortable as the softness of her belly claimed more of me. Yeah; This might just be the beginning of a whole new life.

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At the top floor of one of the biggest buildings in the city, a woman sat at her desk in a luxurious office. She grimaced, just having finished a call with one of the research managers of the many PTG facilities she owned around the country. She had to listen while her subordinate again tried to make excuses for their numerous failed experiments. The research manager was good at her job, but the blonde was too full of herself. She had to do something about that aggravating smile she always wore someday, but for now, she needed people like her.

There was a knock at the door. Pressing the button, she released the lock and a middle-aged man in a suit with neatly combed hair entered the room.

“Excuse me for interrupting your duties, Ma’am, but we have news about the whereabouts of Subject 025. We have located her.”
Hearing this, the woman looked up from her work and rose an eyebrow. “I thought she had succumbed after she had started the fire at Facility 29X.”
“She must have been able to escape the bunker before it collapsed and hid herself within the woods some 30 miles south from the incident. But there is more...”
Pressing a few buttons on his tablet device, the big screen behind the woman lit up and revealed numerous pictures of Subject 025. Most pictures were vague, either taken by satellite or from very far away. But as he scrolled through them, they became increasingly more visible until he stopped at one particular image that made the founder’s eyes widen.
“The serum we used on Subject 025 before the fire was the first of its kind and apparently... it was a success.” The man continued.

She couldn’t believe her eyes. Subject 025 was humongous, towering over the man that stood next to her. But her stomach... it was incredible. Bulging outward it must have been the size of two vans and t had no trouble bulging out even though she had eaten more than her own body weight in living meat. The report underneath the picture read that it was estimated that she had devoured hundreds of preys in the last couple of months to sustain her growth. Truly remarkable.

She smiled, something she rarely did. Subject 025 was beautiful. She had become a true goddess.
“Prepare the formula. I will be administering it to myself before the day is over.” She ordered.
“But, Ma’am. We aren't sure of the lasting effect of the formula. Maybe with a few more tests to...”
“It's ready.” She cut him off. “The time has come to take the next step in Predatory Technology Genetics. The development of Subject 025 and her relationship with the farmer is proof the world is ready for our technology.” This was the breakthrough she had been waiting for, she couldn’t wait any longer.
The man didn’t protest any further, simply bowed his head and obeyed his supervisor. “Right away, Ma’am.”
“Prepare my quarters at the mansion too. I’ll be spending a lot more time there the next few days. Make sure to deliver enough prey in advance. I want to thoroughly test the effects of the formula.”
“OfCourse, Ma’am. Immediately. A helicopter will be ready in 15 minutes to bring you home.”
The man wanted to leave the office, but she stopped him. A breakthrough like this should be celebrated with a prime prey and she knew exactly who her first victim would be. “Oh, and bring Daisy LaVur, the research manager of Facility 12Z, to my mansion please. She doesn’t need to know why.” From now on, she wouldn’t accept any excuses anymore from anyone.

The door closed, leaving the founder of PTG alone in her office. Standing up, she walked over to the screen, leaning forward she took in Subject 025’s monstrous form. Unconsciously her hand slid underneath her shirt and stroked over her abdomen, imagining what she would become. She had waited so long for this; and now it was finally time. A sly grin formed across her face. Yes, this would be the beginning of a whole new world.