“And now, the moment you've all been waiting for. I am proud to reveal the most intricate, most impressive, and, of course, most delicious replica of our great city the world has ever seen!” The old man standing at the podium grabbed the tarp beside him and pulled it off the large glass enclosure. Inside the display case sprawled a vast rendition of Manhattan constructed entirely out of gingerbread, glued together with frosting, and decorated by an assortment of holiday-themed candies. Every city block was lovingly recreated in a replica roughly the size of a basketball court, the Empire State building standing as tall as the average adult. “Let's give a round of applause to our volunteers who worked tirelessly to create such a wonderful display. Merry Christmas, everyone!”

The applause died down as quickly as it began, interrupted by rhythmic tremors and a loud, repeated booming. The audience standing in the courtyard glanced around at one another, each unsure and uneasy of the commotion's source. A cacophony of honking cars, followed by a series of howling screams, echoed across the city, rising to a tremendous crescendo as the source approached the courtyard.

Bethany, fully nude and morbidly obese, strolled through the congested New York street while carrying her beloved Patricia in her hand, kicking cars aside with her toes as she walked. Passengers stumbled out of their vehicles at the sight of the approaching monster, busses and taxi cabs alike tossed off the asphalt and into the surrounding buildings and sidewalks, flattening scores of pedestrians in the process.

“Hey, try stepping on some of them,” Patty suggested, looking up at the lovely face looming over her. She had been peeking over the edge of Beth's palm, her eyes glued to the destruction playing out far below.

“If that's what you want.” Beth stood head and shoulders above the five story buildings surrounding her, the average car half the size of her foot. Every step she took sent her excess body fat jiggling. She stopped in the middle of the street and leaned forward to glance past her protruding belly at the ground below, searching for the perfect car to crush. In no time flat, she spotted a cherry red Ferrari abandoned by its panicking owner. Beth lowered her foot onto it, holding Patty at a good angle to get a proper view of the show, and shifted her weight onto the sports car. The Ferrari put up no fight, crumpling like aluminum under Beth’s immense weight. The metal and leather pancake stuck to her sole as she lifted it, a shake of the foot sending it plummeting to the ground. “Was that to your liking?”

Patty held her hands to her mouth and squealed, wiggling in her girlfriend’s palm while watching Beth throw her weight around. “Crush that bus next.”

The bus in question sat in one of the center lanes and reached midway up Beth's shins. It was a bit too big for stepping on, so Beth walked past it, stopping just behind it and crushing a couple more cars in the process. She swung her hips from side to side, taunting the vehicles below with her swaying cheeks and thighs. Unbeknownst to either woman, panicked passengers remained inside the bus, the small side windows providing an abysmal view of the chaos unfolding outside.

Beth sat down, dropping her ass like a meteorite onto the hapless bus, flattening the front of it and absorbing much of the surrounding lanes underneath her all-consuming cheeks. The back half of the bus bent upward, lifted by the unfathomable force pinning the front, and placing it in prime position between Beth's thighs. As naturally as one breathes, the giantess closed her legs, smashing the rest of the bus between her unstoppable thighs and silencing the screams within. A hot, red fluid leaked from the shattered windows, painting Beth's skin an eye-catching crimson.

“Whoops,” Beth said with a barely perceptible hint of concern. “I guess there were still some people in there.” She looked to her girlfriend in her hand, the tiny woman chewing her lower lip and rubbing her crotch through her dress. “Still enjoying yourself, I see. But if I keep going, should I worry about the guilt catching up to you?”

“I'm not entirely convinced any of this is real,” Patty said, breaking herself from the scene to gaze up at her love. “This is a dream come true, and I won't let my morality bring me down from this high. What about you? You just killed someone. A lot of someones considering all that blood painting your legs. Are you okay with this?”

“Honestly,” Beth spread her legs and observed the destruction she caused, the viscera leaking from the metal pancake and dotting her thighs, “I feel just fine. Great, actually. How do I explain it? None of you look like ‘people’ anymore.” She glanced around at the masses fleeing from her. Their screaming faces had no sway on her sympathy. “It's like I'm watching the nameless crowds die in a monster movie, or like I'm stepping on ants. I enjoy seeing them pop.” Patty blushed. Simply hearing Beth speak so callously quickened her heart rate and hastened her breath. “And that extinguishing a few lives gets you so wet only sweetens the deal. Their suffering is a cheap price to pay for your pleasure, my love.”

Beth brought her hand to her face and buried Patty in her massive lips. The tiny woman couldn't breath, smothered in that expansive vermilion and unable to process her fantasies brought to life. Beth overwhelmed her in the best way possible, the way only she ever could now at ten times the scale.

All too soon, Beth returned her hand to her chest, prying Patty from those heavenly lips. Patty wanted to leap off the palm and back to her lover's mouth, but the giant woman's face was far out of reach. “I have to ask: what about me? How do you see me now? Am I just a bug? A plaything? A doll?” Patty drooled as she spoke. “Or am I so far beneath you that my existence isn’t worth acknowledging?”

Beth smirked. “I know the answer you want to hear, but to be perfectly honest with you, I don't see you as a person either. I never have. You are so much more than that. You're the reason I get out of bed every morning. Seeing you at work brightens even my darkest days. And I don't care how far apart they separate our desks, I don't clock out without visiting you at yours at least twice.”

“I think you're low-balling that number,” Patty said before a pair of pursed lips pushed her flat against Beth's palm. After reciprocating her giant lover's embrace, Patty craned her neck past Beth's plush pillows to keep speaking. “Seriously, I'm pretty sure you're our least productive employee.”

“You should be careful what you say to me.” Beth's tongue crept out from its den and licked Patty all across her tiny frame, the wide, pink muscle lathering the girl in heavy spit. “One wrong word is all it takes to go from love of my love to snack.”

Patty trembled in Beth's grip, the warm saliva chilling in the winter air. She couldn't formulate a witty retort; she needed more of her lover's warmth. “Lick me again.”

Beth smiled before complying, bringing out her tongue to lap up her little lady once more. The grooves and taste buds probed Patty’s petite figure, caressing her skin and extracting her fine flavor. It took a monstrous willpower for the giantess not to suck her prey into her mouth. It took an equally monstrous willpower for Patty not to dive in herself. The gurgling emanating from Beth's gargantuan belly wasn't helping matters.

“Shit, I'm getting hungry again.” Beth clutched at her rumbling tummy, excess fat squeezing through her fingers.

Patty used the height riding her girlfriend afforded her to scan their surroundings and noticed the odd display further down the street. “Let’s check that out. Might be promising.”

Beth stood up, dropping the once vehicular piece of scrap metal plastered to her taint, and walked casually towards the lit up city square, a dreadful quaking erupting with every step.

The crowd gathered in the courtyard had long dispersed at the sight of the encroaching mountain, leaving the confectionery replica completely unattended. Beth lowered her hand, allowing her girlfriend to step off onto the ground, and gawked at the display with drool seeping from her mouth.

“Is that a gingerbread city?” If her eyes could eat, they would have devoured the whole thing before she even blinked.

Patty pressed herself up against the glass enclosure. “Holy shit, the detailing is insane. They even made tiny gingerbread people!”

“Really? I can't see them.”

Patty turned around, a smug grin curving up her cheek. “Of course not. With how big you are, these little guys aren't even ants to you. They'd get lost in the trenches of your fingerprints.” Her knees shook just imagining that.

“I guess they aren't far off from how you look to me. Nowhere near as precious, of course.” Beth grabbed the display case and lifted it off the ground, the potent scent of gingerbread wafting up both women's noses. She tossed the glass case aside, shattering it across the street behind her. “But this presents us with a prime opportunity. I'm eager to live out your wildest fantasies, but all this growing is really your area of expertise. So, show me what your heart desires. Give me a demonstration of the goddess you expect me to embody. And do be quick about it.” Beth's stomach gurgled, punctuating her demand as it echoed across the courtyard. “My appetite won't hold out forever.”

Patty looked out over the sugar dusted roads illuminated by candy cane light posts. Visions of sugarplum fairies danced in her head, squirming in her stomach and wallowing beneath her feet. The petite woman rarely envisioned herself as the giant in her fantasies, but she couldn't deny a tantalizing charm to reversing her typical role, especially with her much larger girlfriend as her looming audience.

She took a step between two gingerbread high rises and felt raw power course up her leg. The tip of her open toe heels landed less than an inch away from a helpless candy car, a fun size Snickers with Smarties for wheels. If these treats had brains, the gingerbread masses would surely be trembling in fear at the glamorous behemoth invading their neighborhood.

A soft cackle emanated out from plush lips as Patty raised her foot over the chocolate car. A swift stomp smushed the candy beneath her shoe's platform, pulverizing the family of peanuts trapped inside. Patty flicked her foot, flinging bits of chocolate off and sending a Smartie hurling into a gingerbread mite, decapitating it in front of its cookie fiancé.

Patty pivoted towards the Graham cracker sidewalk and bent down, snatching a gingerbread victim in her fingers and lifting it well into the air. If only the frosted eyes could bare witness to the captivating visage consuming its field of view. Patty licked her lips, taunting the bite-size snack with her tongue's hypnotic swirling.

Opening her maw wide, Patty pushed the poor pastry onto her tongue, burying it in the muscle's soft, spit-soaked surface. Immediately, the gingerbread mite's cookie skin crumbled and drifted along the stagnant saliva. Patty withdrew her tongue, pulling her prey into the humid cavern, and closed her lips behind it, sealing the cookie in everlasting darkness. She let her prey marinate in her mouth, soaking in all the moisture it offered, before slamming it into her hard palate and pulverizing its fragile frame. With an exaggerated gulp, Patty swallowed the crumbs of a man, tracing its descent through her throat with her finger.

Feeling warm gusts pelt her, Patty looked up to see her gigantic lover eagerly watching the show, Beth's fingers sneaking under her belly's folds to reach her crotch. Their dynamic was set in stone, Beth being the domme to Patty's sub, but watching the little lady terrorize those beneath her, those practically non-existent from Beth's perspective, gave the mountain of a woman a rush like no other.

Invigorated by her audience's enthusiasm, Patty went on with the show. She walked further down the street to find a skyscraper that reached up to her shoulders. Admiring the confectionery craftsmanship, Patty bent forward to get a closer look at the edible structure, her butt jutting out over the apartment complex behind her. Patty licked the frosting mortar off the side of the building, humming in delight over its sweetness. But a taste wasn't enough to satisfy her. She punched a hole through the cookie wall to get at the yummy contents within, but she quickly found out the building was entirely empty inside.

“Aw man, I suppose I should've expected that.” Patty yanked her arm out and shook off the crumbs coating it. “They didn't take a rampaging giantess into account when making all this.”

“Then let's try the real thing.” As her lover glanced back her way, Beth lunged her arm into the building bordering the courtyard, smashing through the concrete wall to the delightful sound of fresh screams. Unlike the candy replica, this building was full of things, including occupants trying to find out the source of all the commotion outside. Beth felt around the interior hallway, knocking over tables and vases until her fat fingers came across something softer, something squirming and screaming. She grabbed it by the ankle and dragged it out into the cold, dangling the frightened woman upside down before her penetrating gaze.

The woman couldn't make heads or tails of what was happening. A face larger than a billboard was frowning at her while the blood rushed to her head. She didn't have the wherewithal to recognize Beth's curled lips were pointed in the other direction. Not that it mattered; Beth's grin disappeared as her mouth opened wide, and everything else vanished as she lowered the woman head-first into the darkness.

Saliva matted the woman's hair. The shock wore off soon after, leading her to punch and kick at the dark pink awning hovering over her. But her efforts proved fruitless, the giantess giggling at the tickling in her mouth. A primordial fear trickled into her mind, a dawning realization that her kind was no longer at the top of the food chain. She was getting eaten, devoured by a predator in all ways her superior. Her entire existence was about to be reduced to a couple calories.

Gulp!

Patty watched the lump travel down Beth's throat and imagined the woman writhing on the way down her lover's esophagus. She fell to her knees, unable to stand, breathing hot and heavy breaths. Beth noted her girlfriend’s reaction and grabbed her by the waist, hoisting her up onto her enormous belly.

“Can you hear her?” Beth asked, pushing Patty’s head into her plush flesh just beneath her left breast. Under all that fat, through the gurgling beast hidden within, a dreadful wailing rang out into Patty’s ear. The woman on the outside felt the one trapped inside bang her fists against her prison walls, desperate for an escape they all knew wasn't happening. Listening to the woman's death throes and embraced in the warmth of her lover's gigantic body, Patty came. Her eyes rolled back, her muscles tensed, and she ruined her panties with her ejaculate. Beth felt her little lady buck against her and pressed harder into her head, burying Patty in her fat.

Euphoria leaked out from Patty’s brain, travelling down her spine to infect her whole being. A powerful heat rose within her, a blistering fever she had never felt before. Her dress grew tight around her petite frame, and her orgasm refused to cease. Consumed by fat, Patty had no sense of her surroundings, but she felt the seams of her dress tear apart. Her heels snapped off her feet, and her purse strap tightened around her shoulder. She kept cumming, staining Beth's belly with her hot and sticky arousal as her underwear blew apart.

Eventually, Patty's senses returned to her, and Beth eased up on pushing her down. Still resting on the giantess' tummy, the petite woman looked up at her partner. Beth hadn't changed, not from Patty's perspective, but now the smaller woman was fully nude. She slid down the stomach’s slope and fell between the thigh walls, landing ass-first onto the gingerbread replica. Surveying her surroundings, Patty noticed that the gingerbread houses which once reached her hips now stood no taller than her knees. The thick, fatty walls to either side of her, Beth's glorious thighs, now rose beyond the buildings bordering the courtyard. Beth had grown again, twice her previous height, and she took Patty along with her, the once-petite woman now an eleven foot tall amazon.

“I grew too?” Patty held her arms out, examining her newly awakened self. The heat within her had not subsided, defending her naked form from the chilly winter weather.

“Really? You look the same from up here.” Beth glanced around. Everything surrounding her had gotten smaller, but at her size, it was hard to notice the difference. It was all still beneath her. “Whatever. You done with this?” She pointed at the rest of the gingerbread replica now flanked by the world's largest shins. “I'm fucking starving.”

“I've had my fun. It's all yours, babe.” Patty clambered onto Beth's inner thigh, using her flabby skin as footholds, and watched the greater woman devastate candy Manhattan. Beth leaned forward and laid her hand on its side at the far edge of the replica, scraping it forward to scoop up all of the city. Whatever didn't find itself crushed beneath her hand wound up in a crumbled pile in her palm, enough confectionery debris to fill a hundred-forty-foot tall woman's mouth. Beth shoveled the gingerbread in, chewed it up, and choked it down, giving her still writhing snack some company.

With a mighty belch, Beth grew another ten feet. Watching from her partner’s thigh, Patty grew another couple feet herself as cum seeped out from her snatch.

“Ugh! I'm still hungry!” Beth wrapped her fingers around her diminutive amazon and stood up. The ground trembled as the living mountain rose, the fat encompassing her legs and gut billowing as it was forced into action. Her pear-shaped figure overshadowed the five story buildings around her, the apartment complexes and local businesses not even reaching her wide hips.

“I bet they're playing a Christmas show at Madison Square Garden,” Patty said, squirming in jubilation within her lover's tight grip. “All those attendees seated inside; it'll be an all-you-can-eat buffet.”

“Madison. That's, what, forty blocks from here?” Beth scanned the horizon for the arena, her mouth watering at all the delicious food waiting for her.

“It shouldn't take too long to get there if you stop for a few bites along the way. The bigger you grow, the shorter the overall distance.”

Beth raised Patty up to her mouth and smirked, her enormous eyes taking in the fine figure caged in her hand. “Stop? What do I need to stop for?” The giantess licked her lips. “I already have the perfect snack right here, babe.”

Beth's lips parted, strands of saliva snapping between them, and her tongue crawled out over the lower stretch of vermilion. She opened her fingers, holding Patty under by her underarms, and dragged the tip of her tongue along the little lady's exposed body from the crotch to her face. Patty shivered in delight as the wet muscle graced her sensitive spots, her clit swollen and her nipples erect. She'd marry this woman for that tongue alone.

Patty was so blinded by euphoria, she didn't register Beth lifting her higher. The ginormous titan tilted her head back and opened her maw wide. The moment her toes touched the slick taste buds, Patty awoke from her reverie. She kicked in a failed attempt at finding her footing on the sodden slope, but the smile never vanished from her face. In fact, it grew into a wide, open grin.

Beth's lips sealed around Patty’s waist, the soft pillows clamping down on her flat abdomen and the small of her back. Beth’s tongue wasted no time, forcing the twiggy legs apart and lunging at her lover's taint. The tip wrapped itself around Patty’s buns, caressing them methodically, and then rolling over one hole to reach the other, servicing both of Patty’s ends with a single lick. The petite amazon squealed and bucked inside her lover's mouth, Beth supporting her partner's upper half with her palm.

Holding Patty to her mouth, Beth began walking towards their planned destination, sucking on her little lover like a juice box along the way. Succumbing to the dual forces of Beth's tongue and swallowing, Patty creamed a steady and unnatural outpouring of femcum, the tangy fluid flowing out of her like a broken dam. With each sip, Beth increased in size, and with every unceasing orgasm, Patty kept pace with her. The women grew while the larger walked, and she effortlessly crushed the cars and passengers unfortunate enough to find themselves in her path.

Sirens accompanied the booming footsteps as police cars and ambulances rushed to the scene. The NYPD attempted to from barricades, but when their cars where no more than matchboxes to the giant woman, they had no hope of stopping her stride. She flattened black and white cabbies as easily as the rest, her soles stained in oil and blood. Law enforcement unloaded a full arsenal of weaponry on her, but all the bullets, and bazookas, and grenades bounced harmlessly off Beth's supple skin. She never once slowed or turned her focus from her lover. The rest of the world may as well have not existed as Beth plowed through it.

By the time they reached Madison Square Garden, Beth was twice as tall as the world famous stadium. Patty had secreted her weight in ejaculate, the petite woman now over twenty-feet-tall.

Inside the packed arena, Cirque Du Soleil struggled to continue their Christmas show. Acrobats tumbled off great heights in response to the intensifying tremors coming from outside. Trapeze artists lost their balance, and the trained animals lost their nerve. As the quakes grew stronger, the interior lights shot on, and alarms signaled to the crowd that the show was ending early. But before anyone could react, a massive hole appeared in the ceiling.

The buzzer suspended over the center of the arena fell from its perch, crushing the performers stuck underneath. But no one’s focus lay on the hapless victims whose blood stained the stage. All eyes were on the lumbering arm descending upon the crowds, and the ravenous woman whose face blotted out the sky.

Beth reached down and grabbed a dozen people from their seats, trapping them in the cage of her fingers and hoisting them well into the air. Patty watched from the other hand as her girlfriend tossed the crowd like crackerjacks into her waiting maw. The bite-sized humans flailed in a vain search for composure, but all that greeted them was the slick tongue of their devourer. As they landed on the muscle, the giantess’ thick spit enveloped their meager frames, trapping their limbs in a viscous mold and stealing from them their range of movement. The only place they could go was down.

The gluck of Beth’s gulp reverberated through their skulls as the group descended past her uvula and into the darkness of her throat. Several people fit into her esophagus and traveled the undulating corridor down into the depths of Hell in which there was only one way out. But despite consuming another dozen souls, Beth remained unsatisfied, her tremendous belly gurgling louder than ever before.

The behemoth grabbed at another handful of morsels, screams filling her ears as they echoed out of the stadium. She snacked on them like popcorn, blood painting her ivory teeth crimson and bones lodging themselves between her molars. All the while, Patty fiddled her bean within the larger woman’s grip, engrossed in the decimation of those who once stood her equal. She swallowed with her girlfriend, imagining the sensation of all those bodies disappearing into the catacombs of Beth’s digestive tract.

As Beth ate, she grew. As Patty watched, she grew. Beth’s mountainous figure expanded exponentially, her weight increasing far beyond the limits of any natural lifeform. Not even the mightiest oak trees could withstand nor equal her girth. As Beth leaned forward to grab more members of the audience, the stadium wall burst, the woman collapsing onto the packed seating. The panicking crowd failed to flee in time, stumbling over their seats and each other, and several hundred people were crushed into pulp beneath the giant woman’s immensity. Bones shattered under her fat, erect nipples, blood splattered against her bulging tummy, and several bodies, living and dead, were swallowed by the curves of Beth’s breasts.

Laying on her chest, Beth continued to scarf down those in arm’s reach, her mouth a bottomless black hole. Patty escaped her grip and surveyed her surroundings. The smaller woman had grown to forty feet tall, her once fellow man now the size of a stuffed animal to her. Patty ran around feverishly, picking people up like big toys and carrying them under her arms or pinned to her chest. Her victims fought against her, worming and writhing in her limbs grip, but her hold on them was unbreakable. With a hop in her step, Patty brought her haul to her ever growing girlfriend, and tossed the whole lot onto her expansive tongue. The human jelly beans spent mere seconds in the ravenous woman’s mouth before all the light vanished from their lives.

Beth’s body expanded further, the growth nigh unstoppable. Her feet crashed into the buildings behind her, flattening whole blocks. Her torso broke down the stadium walls surrounding her and steamrolled everything standing in her way. Patty grew alongside her, jogging backwards to avoid the oncoming wave of flesh, until she eventually reached half of Madison Square Garden’s original height. Beth, likewise, had become an entire land mass, four times the Statue of Liberty’s greater, base and all.

Her hunger finally sated, Beth rolled over onto her back. The slightest shift in her body sent tremors rumbling throughout all of Manhattan. Not even the other burroughs were safe, vendors in Brooklyn, Staten Island, and across the river in New Jersey confused as their products fell off the shelves. When the giantess rolled over, countless buildings and many more people disappeared under her heaping mass. The subways shut down, their power cut out from all the quaking. Smoke choked the city skyline, and an endless wail filled the ears of any not yet deafened by Beth’s thunderous noise.

“That hit the spot,” Beth said with a sigh, patting her bulbous belly. A stadium’s worth of people sloshed around in her stomach, the acrid smell of her insides the last sensation they’d ever know.

Patty, still a doll to her massive lover, climbed onto her face and laid on her cheek, staring lovingly into her girlfriend’s eye. She rested her chin in her hands and kicked at the air aimlessly, embracing the warmth rising up from Beth into her petite figure. “Merry Christmas, darling. Thanks for the early present.”

“I hope you don’t want anything else.” Beth smirked, moving Patty slightly with her curling lip. “I’m not sure how I’m gonna top this.”

“Well, I can think of one thing.” Patty looked to her shoulder to grab her purse, but in all the excitement, she failed to realize her she outgrew the bag’s strap a long time ago. “Shit, I must have dropped it somewhere.” Gazing at the destruction all around them, Patty quickly acknowledged that diamond was lost forever. Of course, even if she found it, it’s not like the ring would fit her lumbering fingers.

“What’s that?”

“Come on. Isn’t there anything you’d like to ask me?” Patty returned her gaze into the broad portal to her lover’s soul, that pretty face making the cheek she lied blush bright red. “It’s Christmas morning. I can’t think of a more romantic time.”

Beth sat up, her upper body joining the other skyscrapers in New York’s skyline. She caught Patty in her open palms as the smaller giantess slid off her face. “Patricia Melt, I love you more than the entire world. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to make you happy. Will you marry me?”

Tears welled in the little lady’s eyes, a quivering smile breaking out across her cheeks. “How can I say no? You’d just eat me if I didn’t comply.”

Beth laughed, her voice echoing across the city. “I might eat you either way. You’re kind of a freak, y’know.”

“Yeah, I know.” Patty wiped the water from her eyes. “Thanks for indulging me. Of course, I’ll marry you. There’s nothing more I could ever want. Though, I expect we’re gonna have some trouble finding a fitting venue.”

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” Beth pulled Patty into a kiss, burying the latter’s face in her lips. The two sat there for minutes, oblivious to the chaos surrounding them. Nothing else mattered, all else disappeared. Patty and Beth had each other, and the rest of humanity simply had to live with that for as long as they could hold out.