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This was a very silly commission I did for 
Byte Fantail
He had some specific things he wanted but mostly just wanted something silly. Not all of my stories have to be hardcore fap material, okay?
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Deep in an underground lair beneath a rent-controlled home in south Mucktopia the great doctor Byte Fantail and his faithful salaried assistant, Amelia the cheetah were conducting the final test on an experiment of great, devilish evilness!
“Hold it still!” Byte commanded. The green and white husky cuntboy was wearing a ratty lab coat with all but the middle button undone. underneath it he had an untucked blue shirt with a loosened black tie and matching dress pants. His feet were bare, though Amelia could have sworn he was wearing shoes just a few hours ago.
Amelia was holding a metal cube with buttons and wires covering all six faces, as well as a small satellite dish on the top that seemed to serve no purpose considering what the device was supposed to do. The only layer of protection she had were her black leather gloves and clear safety goggles.
“If you keep moving it so much, the nuclear accelerator will be unstable!” Byte warned.
Amelia looked at the blinking machine in her arms and then held it out a few more inches to make it as far from her face as possible. “Can’t I set it down?” She asked nervously.
“Nonsense! What do I keep you around for if a table can do your job?” Byte questioned. He walked up closer and gave the machine a thorough inspection with a gleaming smile across his lips. “Perfect…” He cooed, staring deeply into those blinking lights. “With this machine, I shall finally grow ONE FOOT TALLER!” He declared, stretching his arms to the ceiling as the five foot husky stroke a dramatic stance. “I shall never have to worry about who sits in front of me in the movie theater ever again!”
Amelia scratched her head after carefully placing the device on a metal table. “Uh, doctor Fantail, I think that grant was for, like, curing diseases or uh-”
“The grant?” Byte asked, “What is that?”
“Uh…”
“Shush!” Byte said, holding out a finger toward his assistant’s mouth. Byte then lifted his arms to the air and curled his paws into half-fists as he loudly ordered, “Turn on the machine!”
Amelia walked closer to the machine sitting on the metal table, it was already blinking with it’s seemingly pointless LED lights before the power was fully turned on. “I don’t know. I don’t think this is a good idea. Don’t you think a nuclear accelerator is a bit too much power?”
Byte huffed and walked toward the machine himself, not hesitating to place his paw on the power switch. “It’s like my old teacher used to say before he’d go absent for a few days, Amelia,” he said, then he flipped the switch, making the cube rumble and hiss as the mechanisms inside heated up and whirled around. “There ain’t no kill like overkill.”
Byte took too steps back and quickly applied his safety goggles. Green bolts of electricity shot out from the vibrating machine, connecting to steel piles and shorting out computer terminals in the lab. Byte stood not a few feet away from it with his hands proudly to his hips, observing his creation at work.
Amelia stepped back until her tail pressed against the far wall behind her. “Should I be here right now?” She asked, shouting loud enough to be heard over the chaos.
“Nope,” Byte replied bluntly. His tail wagging furiously behind his back as he stared at the light show. The entire room was engulfed in blue and green light from the bolts coming off the machine. Suddenly, the rumbling and vibrating from the machine stopped and a radiant wave of red light started to expand toward them.
“It’s working!” Byte declared as the red sphere enveloped him. “Behold!” He shouted as Amelia was surrounded by the red bubble as well. Her whole body began to tingle.
“I feel sick,” Ameila said, placing the back of her forearm on her forehead as she stumbled toward a table to lean on. Byte didn’t respond to her concerns, because he was already laying on his back with his tongue stretched out over his cheek, creating a puddle of drool beneath him.
Amelia got down on all fours to support herself as her vision phased in and out. Her heartbeat began to slow and she felt like she didn’t have the strength to move. All of her energy was focused on supporting her weight.
She made one final attempt to crawl toward the machine to turn it off, but she didn’t get more than a few feet crawling on the tiled floor before her body gave way and she fell face down and completely unconscious.
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Amelia woke up with warm rays of sun beating against her eyelids. She opened her eyes and used her hand to shield her vision from the sun. She felt a throbbing headache in the back of her skull, but it was nothing compared to how she felt before she went under.
“What’s going on?” she asked after letting out a groggy groan. She blinked a few times and took in her surroundings. Beside her, she saw Byte, laying on his back in a field of grass and small rocks, completely the nude, his flat chest and feminine bits exposed to the open air.
The open air? Amelia’s head wasn’t quite clear, but she was sure she was inside the lab when she passed out. “Where are we?” She asked, speaking her thoughts out loud as she rubbed the back of her head. There were some rocks beneath her, poking into her back. She blushed when she realized she was naked as well. Why had she woken up next to her boss in the nude?
She used one arm to cover her chest and the other to nudge Byte on the shoulder. He was lightly snoring as drool trickled down his cheeks. “Byte wake up!” She commanded as she started to shake the green husky.
Byte opened his eyes and blinked a few times as he adjusted to the light. He took a few seconds to regain his energy, then stretched out his arms as he let out a long yawn. The husky quickly jumped to his feet, and Amelia heard an earth shattering boom after he hopped up next to her to stretch.
“It worked!” Byte declared, extending his arms to the heavens.
“Yes, your headache machine works perfectly,” Amelia commented, still lying on her back.
Byte brushed himself off, not seeming to mind his brazen nakedness. “Take a closer look at where you’re lying down,” Byte ordered as he kicked the rubble next to Amelia. At first it looked like he was just kicking large rocks, but when Amelia looked closer she saw that it was slabs of concrete and drywall, and underneath all that rubble was their lab, only it was scaled down to the size of an action figure playset.
Amelia stood up and looked around, next to the pile of rubble she saw a familiar road, the one she drove on to work every morning. Only now her foot could span from one end of the street to the other. “Is that… the lab?” She asked, pointing at the pile of rubble.
“Yes, and the house above it!” Byte said excitedly wagging his tail and creating large gusts of wind. “And it was rent controlled! This is totally illegal what I just did!”
“But, but that means…” Amelia said as she observed how large her foot was compared to the road.
“BEHOLD!” Byte lifted his arms again and declared. “We’re fifty feet tall! Hahaha!” Byte lowered his arms and scratched his chin. “Actually, we’re probably way more than fifty feet tall. That was more of a conservative estimate. It would probably be safe enough to assume we’re sixty or seventy feet tall, but to stay on the safe side, let’s just say we’re over-”
“This is serious Byte!” Amelia shouted.
“Seriously awesome!”
“You said the machine would make you a foot taller!”
Byte nodded his head and put his hands to his hips. “And it did make me a foot taller. Plus a few extra stories as a bonus.”
“Son, what school you go to?” Amelia asked with an exhausted tone.
Byte ignored her question and her complaints. He started looking down at his body and clenched the sides of his torsos. “Oh no, the machine has done more than we intended!” He declared.
“What are you talking about?” Amelia asked, expecting only the worst.
“Our appetites are changing to match that a kaiju beast!”
“No it isn’t.”
“We can now only be sated by eating living people!” Byte declared, dramatically raising his arms to the sun.
“I feel the same, aside from the headache you’re giving m-” Amelia started to say before Byte grabbed her by the hand and whisked her toward the city. What would have been an hour hike toward downtown Mucktopia was only a brisk stroll at their height.
“Come, Amelia, we must devour living flesh, lest the madness overtake us!” He shouted as they bounded through the suburbs, damaging property beneath their heavy feet without a care.
“I really don’t think this is a reasonable conclusion to jump to!” Amelia protested as she was lead by her arm. Each was difficult to say because of the speed they were running at. Byte suddenly stopped, and the momentum almost caused Amelia to fall flat on her face, but she managed to keep her balance as well. They were both standing on the rubble of a suburban home, but Byte’s gaze was fixated on the sky.
Amelia knew better than to ask another question. When that husky was fixated on something, his concentration was impossible to break. Byte suddenly let out a gleeful gasp and reached out his free paw to snatch a black bird out of the sky. The bird fit snugly in his hand, about the size of an action figure compared to his mega-huge body. Amelia looked closer at the bird he had caught and realized it was actually a black gryphon with an orange beak, a lion tail, and a set of hind paws that were kicking desperately in the air.
The catbird looked up at Byte with wide, fearful, yellow eyes. His yellow ears folded down against the sides of his head, and his yellow and red tipped wings wrapped around his torso like a protective blanket.
“Open wide, Amelia!” Byte commanded, holding the bird in his left paw while he used his right to cup her lower jaw. “You must feed!”
“I think I know that guy. That’s FireGr-mmph!” Amelia said as her open maw was suddenly stuffed with bird meat. FireGryph was stuffed into her maw beak-first. His tiny legs kicked outside her lips as Byte released his grip on the gryphon and pushed him into Amelia’s maw with one finger on his rump.
Amelia didn’t do much to resist. Once she had the taste of that cat bird on her tongue, it tasted remarkably like chicken. She closed her eyes and used her tongue to pull the struggling bird to the back of her mouth. Then she tilted her head up and swallowed hard, creating an audible gulping sound that echoed throughout her throat. FireGryph became a bulge in her throat that she traced with a finger as it traveled down to her stomach.
She opened her eyes again when she felt the wiggling bulge disappear. She opened her eyes and saw that Byte was already past the city limits, standing nearly as tall as the nearby skyscrapers, he was stomping on the streets with his bare paws, watching pedestrians scurry around as panic spread through the streets. Amelia started to realize the gravity of what Byte was planning to do, but she decided that terrorizing the city sounded like a fun idea. What’s the worst that could happen to her at this size? So she picked up her pace and went to join him.
Byte let out a monstrous kaiju roar that was somehow not intimidating despite his massive size. The sound he produced was distinctly silly and sounded like a mixture of a squeak and a yawn, though at an earth shattering volume. Byte then got down on his knees and scooped up a handful of pedestrians. Then he shoved those furs in his mouth by the handful, smacking his lips together around them before swallowing them down in clumps.
Amelia was a bit choosier about who she swallowed. She got down on her knees and watched the crowds of people running away with a sharp glare. She picked certain people out of the crowd and swiftly snatched them up and tossed them into her mouth. It didn’t matter how fast the people ran or where they hid, the only way someone was safe from here was if she didn’t pick them.
The two of them moved to the denser-populated, downtown section of Mucktopia, prowling for more people to feed their monstrous hunger. They continued their rampage, scooping up pedestrians to swallow and kicking at the nearby buildings, shattering windows and damaging concrete walls just because they could.
A green and white helicopter flew overhead with the initials MCN, just above Byte’s head. The sound of the propeller blades slapping against the wind was enough to make Byte’s ears twitch. He dropped the car he was holding and looked up to see a bright green helicopter with a white stripe flying directly above him. He stared up with his mouth slightly agape, leaking thick droplets of drool onto the streets below, slamming into the asphalt with loud thuds. The pupils in his eyes widened as he observed what looked like a giant, flying tennis ball flying over him.
Alpha Ray was a news reporter for Mucktopia City News. He was a neon green unicorn and one of the three people inside the news helicopter. A cameraman had a Panasonic HD television camera pointed at Ray, who was using his unicorn magic to hover a microphone in front of his face. The pony’s back was turned to the open side door of the helicopter and was speaking directly into the camera about the mayhem downtown.
“No one knows the identities of the giants or how they became such a tremendous size,” Ray reported. His cameraman seemed distracted, however. He was holding the camera too low and staring wide eyed beyond the lens. Ray let out an annoyed sigh and lowered his mic. “Pad, we’re on the air! What’s gotten into y-”
-CRASH!-
The body of the helicopter shook violently, causing Ray and the cameraman to tumble around in the helicopter. Byte reached up with his colossal paw and grabbed the helicopter by the tail, yanking it out of the sky down in front of his salivating maw. A shadow was cast over the cabin, and Ray’s nostrils were filled with the stench of dog breath as Byte heavily panted, his tongue rolled out like a slimy red carpet. Ray slowly turned around to see Byte’s gaping maw growing closer!
Byte’s tail was wagging rapidly, creating gale force winds for the people and vehicles behind him as he played with his new toy. He carefully grabbed the propeller blade and ripped it off the hinge! There was a loud metallic clunk as the steel rotor was snapped. Ray tried to grab onto something with his smooth, thumbless hooves, but found himself sliding helplessly to the threshold of the opened helicopter door as the metal aircraft was shoved in the husky’s salivating maw. Byte slightly chewed on the metal body of the aircraft, using his tongue to shift the chopper around in his maw. The husky got excited playing with his toy and started shaking his head about, tossing the occupants of the helicopter around violently as Byte flung thick waves of slobber onto the slobber onto the city streets.
First the Pilot was flung into the back of the aircraft, tumbling down into Byte’s throat. Then the cameraman was sent flying down into that dark, moist tunnel. The pony was the last to go. After hearing the echoing screams of his coworkers, the pony held onto the landing skid for dear life, but the constant, violent thrashing of Byte shaking the helicopter around in his maw was more than enough to break his grip. Ray felt his heart sink into his chest when his front hooves broke off from the landing skid and he was sent careening down the dog’s throat. The walls of Byte’s esophagus hugged around his body with their warm embrace. He was pulled down the fleshy tube by gravity alone, struggling and screaming the whole way down, but Byte hardly even noticed because he was too intent playing with his tennis ball!
Byte eventually spat the broken husk of a helicopter out of his mouth, the mangled mass of green and white painted steel covered in a thick layer of husky drool crashed onto the sidewalk with an earth shattering thud.
Everyone on that particular street corner had either ran away or been eaten. Byte looked around and saw that Amelia had already moved onto the next block, picking out more people to eat. He felt a pain in his chest and the corners of his vision suddenly blurred like he was looking through an emboss filter. “Oh no!” he exclaimed in a dramatic, hushed tone. He rushed over to Amelia, damaging the pavement with his powerful strides, and grabbed her by the elbow just as she was pushing an anthro wolf into her maw.
Amelia spoke with her mouth filled with the wolf, “Whafta biff i-” She paused and then swallowed down the food in her mouth so she could speak clearer. “What’s the big idea?” She repeated.
“There isn’t much time! We need to get somewhere discrete!” Byte said, with no further explanation. He pulled on her arm and guided her out of the city, clumsily knocking over a street lamp and stepping on a car or two. He lead her to a mountainside covered in tall pine trees just outside the western city limits.
Amelia hissed as she was lead through the thick forested area, some of the pine trees snapped beneath her feet, poking them with jagged stumps. “What’s all this about? I was eating!” she complained.
The two giants stopped in a clearing and Byte turned to her, placing both hands on her shoulders. “You’re going to be full very soon,” Byte said with a foreboding tone. The look in his eyes was apprehensive, and he clearly knew something she didn’t. “We’re changing again!” Byte exclaimed, but as he spoke, his words seemed to come out slower and slower, echoing in Amelia’s head.
Change.
Amelia placed her hand on her forehead and felt large beads of sweat soak into her paw fur, her head started to swirl, slowly at first, then coming like a rhythmic drum beat against the inner walls of her skull. She stumbled back and almost stepped into a small lake. As she stumbled, she held up her hand and stared at it, the blacks, oranges, and whites of her fur all blending together in her vision. “I think one of those people I ate had something in them…” she said, her voice seeming to trail off like her message had no target.
She fell backwards, experiencing weightlessness for a few seconds as her mind drifted. She closed her eyes as she neared the ground, expecting to hear an earth shattering crash, but it was more like a soft thud.
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“Amelia!”
Amelia’s eyes shot open as she heard a familiar voice call out her name. She was laying on her back, and it felt like something was pinning her to the ground, something warm and soft.
“Amelia, look!” she heard Byte’s voice order. Amelia turned her head slowly, noticing that she was still in the same clearing of trees they were standing in before she blacked out, but the trees were larger now, almost like everything was normal again.
Byte was laying down next to her on his stomach. Though it took her awhile to realize that what he was laying on was his stomach! It looked like an overstuffed, white, fuzzy bean bag chair, complete with irregular lumps and ridges. It was more than three times the size of Byte’s own body! Once she realized it was not only part of his body, but, in fact, his stomach, things started to make sense to her. They had shrunken back to normal, but the people they ate were all still the same size! She could see the vague outlines of people, shoes, snouts, hands, and even what looked like a street sign all wiggling around against Byte’s flesh!
“Is this cool or what?” Byte asked, giving his oversized gut a firm smack!
Amelia looked up and confirmed her suspicions. The reason she felt like something was pinning her to the ground was because her own gut was just as overstuffed, filled with still struggling pedestrians from her kaiju feast. She felt like attempting to move would be a futile effort.
Byte on the other hand was attempting to scoot his body eastward, and after much effort, he started rolling his spherical form like a deflated basketball on the forest floor. “Come Amelia! We must get to my lab!” The rolling husky commanded.
“The lab is fucking gone!” Amelia barked.
Byte FantailHe had some specific things he wanted but mostly just wanted something silly. Not all of my stories have to be hardcore fap material, okay?
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Deep in an underground lair beneath a rent-controlled home in south Mucktopia the great doctor Byte Fantail and his faithful salaried assistant, Amelia the cheetah were conducting the final test on an experiment of great, devilish evilness!
“Hold it still!” Byte commanded. The green and white husky cuntboy was wearing a ratty lab coat with all but the middle button undone. underneath it he had an untucked blue shirt with a loosened black tie and matching dress pants. His feet were bare, though Amelia could have sworn he was wearing shoes just a few hours ago.
Amelia was holding a metal cube with buttons and wires covering all six faces, as well as a small satellite dish on the top that seemed to serve no purpose considering what the device was supposed to do. The only layer of protection she had were her black leather gloves and clear safety goggles.
“If you keep moving it so much, the nuclear accelerator will be unstable!” Byte warned.
Amelia looked at the blinking machine in her arms and then held it out a few more inches to make it as far from her face as possible. “Can’t I set it down?” She asked nervously.
“Nonsense! What do I keep you around for if a table can do your job?” Byte questioned. He walked up closer and gave the machine a thorough inspection with a gleaming smile across his lips. “Perfect…” He cooed, staring deeply into those blinking lights. “With this machine, I shall finally grow ONE FOOT TALLER!” He declared, stretching his arms to the ceiling as the five foot husky stroke a dramatic stance. “I shall never have to worry about who sits in front of me in the movie theater ever again!”
Amelia scratched her head after carefully placing the device on a metal table. “Uh, doctor Fantail, I think that grant was for, like, curing diseases or uh-”
“The grant?” Byte asked, “What is that?”
“Uh…”
“Shush!” Byte said, holding out a finger toward his assistant’s mouth. Byte then lifted his arms to the air and curled his paws into half-fists as he loudly ordered, “Turn on the machine!”
Amelia walked closer to the machine sitting on the metal table, it was already blinking with it’s seemingly pointless LED lights before the power was fully turned on. “I don’t know. I don’t think this is a good idea. Don’t you think a nuclear accelerator is a bit too much power?”
Byte huffed and walked toward the machine himself, not hesitating to place his paw on the power switch. “It’s like my old teacher used to say before he’d go absent for a few days, Amelia,” he said, then he flipped the switch, making the cube rumble and hiss as the mechanisms inside heated up and whirled around. “There ain’t no kill like overkill.”
Byte took too steps back and quickly applied his safety goggles. Green bolts of electricity shot out from the vibrating machine, connecting to steel piles and shorting out computer terminals in the lab. Byte stood not a few feet away from it with his hands proudly to his hips, observing his creation at work.
Amelia stepped back until her tail pressed against the far wall behind her. “Should I be here right now?” She asked, shouting loud enough to be heard over the chaos.
“Nope,” Byte replied bluntly. His tail wagging furiously behind his back as he stared at the light show. The entire room was engulfed in blue and green light from the bolts coming off the machine. Suddenly, the rumbling and vibrating from the machine stopped and a radiant wave of red light started to expand toward them.
“It’s working!” Byte declared as the red sphere enveloped him. “Behold!” He shouted as Amelia was surrounded by the red bubble as well. Her whole body began to tingle.
“I feel sick,” Ameila said, placing the back of her forearm on her forehead as she stumbled toward a table to lean on. Byte didn’t respond to her concerns, because he was already laying on his back with his tongue stretched out over his cheek, creating a puddle of drool beneath him.
Amelia got down on all fours to support herself as her vision phased in and out. Her heartbeat began to slow and she felt like she didn’t have the strength to move. All of her energy was focused on supporting her weight.
She made one final attempt to crawl toward the machine to turn it off, but she didn’t get more than a few feet crawling on the tiled floor before her body gave way and she fell face down and completely unconscious.
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Amelia woke up with warm rays of sun beating against her eyelids. She opened her eyes and used her hand to shield her vision from the sun. She felt a throbbing headache in the back of her skull, but it was nothing compared to how she felt before she went under.
“What’s going on?” she asked after letting out a groggy groan. She blinked a few times and took in her surroundings. Beside her, she saw Byte, laying on his back in a field of grass and small rocks, completely the nude, his flat chest and feminine bits exposed to the open air.
The open air? Amelia’s head wasn’t quite clear, but she was sure she was inside the lab when she passed out. “Where are we?” She asked, speaking her thoughts out loud as she rubbed the back of her head. There were some rocks beneath her, poking into her back. She blushed when she realized she was naked as well. Why had she woken up next to her boss in the nude?
She used one arm to cover her chest and the other to nudge Byte on the shoulder. He was lightly snoring as drool trickled down his cheeks. “Byte wake up!” She commanded as she started to shake the green husky.
Byte opened his eyes and blinked a few times as he adjusted to the light. He took a few seconds to regain his energy, then stretched out his arms as he let out a long yawn. The husky quickly jumped to his feet, and Amelia heard an earth shattering boom after he hopped up next to her to stretch.
“It worked!” Byte declared, extending his arms to the heavens.
“Yes, your headache machine works perfectly,” Amelia commented, still lying on her back.
Byte brushed himself off, not seeming to mind his brazen nakedness. “Take a closer look at where you’re lying down,” Byte ordered as he kicked the rubble next to Amelia. At first it looked like he was just kicking large rocks, but when Amelia looked closer she saw that it was slabs of concrete and drywall, and underneath all that rubble was their lab, only it was scaled down to the size of an action figure playset.
Amelia stood up and looked around, next to the pile of rubble she saw a familiar road, the one she drove on to work every morning. Only now her foot could span from one end of the street to the other. “Is that… the lab?” She asked, pointing at the pile of rubble.
“Yes, and the house above it!” Byte said excitedly wagging his tail and creating large gusts of wind. “And it was rent controlled! This is totally illegal what I just did!”
“But, but that means…” Amelia said as she observed how large her foot was compared to the road.
“BEHOLD!” Byte lifted his arms again and declared. “We’re fifty feet tall! Hahaha!” Byte lowered his arms and scratched his chin. “Actually, we’re probably way more than fifty feet tall. That was more of a conservative estimate. It would probably be safe enough to assume we’re sixty or seventy feet tall, but to stay on the safe side, let’s just say we’re over-”
“This is serious Byte!” Amelia shouted.
“Seriously awesome!”
“You said the machine would make you a foot taller!”
Byte nodded his head and put his hands to his hips. “And it did make me a foot taller. Plus a few extra stories as a bonus.”
“Son, what school you go to?” Amelia asked with an exhausted tone.
Byte ignored her question and her complaints. He started looking down at his body and clenched the sides of his torsos. “Oh no, the machine has done more than we intended!” He declared.
“What are you talking about?” Amelia asked, expecting only the worst.
“Our appetites are changing to match that a kaiju beast!”
“No it isn’t.”
“We can now only be sated by eating living people!” Byte declared, dramatically raising his arms to the sun.
“I feel the same, aside from the headache you’re giving m-” Amelia started to say before Byte grabbed her by the hand and whisked her toward the city. What would have been an hour hike toward downtown Mucktopia was only a brisk stroll at their height.
“Come, Amelia, we must devour living flesh, lest the madness overtake us!” He shouted as they bounded through the suburbs, damaging property beneath their heavy feet without a care.
“I really don’t think this is a reasonable conclusion to jump to!” Amelia protested as she was lead by her arm. Each was difficult to say because of the speed they were running at. Byte suddenly stopped, and the momentum almost caused Amelia to fall flat on her face, but she managed to keep her balance as well. They were both standing on the rubble of a suburban home, but Byte’s gaze was fixated on the sky.
Amelia knew better than to ask another question. When that husky was fixated on something, his concentration was impossible to break. Byte suddenly let out a gleeful gasp and reached out his free paw to snatch a black bird out of the sky. The bird fit snugly in his hand, about the size of an action figure compared to his mega-huge body. Amelia looked closer at the bird he had caught and realized it was actually a black gryphon with an orange beak, a lion tail, and a set of hind paws that were kicking desperately in the air.
The catbird looked up at Byte with wide, fearful, yellow eyes. His yellow ears folded down against the sides of his head, and his yellow and red tipped wings wrapped around his torso like a protective blanket.
“Open wide, Amelia!” Byte commanded, holding the bird in his left paw while he used his right to cup her lower jaw. “You must feed!”
“I think I know that guy. That’s FireGr-mmph!” Amelia said as her open maw was suddenly stuffed with bird meat. FireGryph was stuffed into her maw beak-first. His tiny legs kicked outside her lips as Byte released his grip on the gryphon and pushed him into Amelia’s maw with one finger on his rump.
Amelia didn’t do much to resist. Once she had the taste of that cat bird on her tongue, it tasted remarkably like chicken. She closed her eyes and used her tongue to pull the struggling bird to the back of her mouth. Then she tilted her head up and swallowed hard, creating an audible gulping sound that echoed throughout her throat. FireGryph became a bulge in her throat that she traced with a finger as it traveled down to her stomach.
She opened her eyes again when she felt the wiggling bulge disappear. She opened her eyes and saw that Byte was already past the city limits, standing nearly as tall as the nearby skyscrapers, he was stomping on the streets with his bare paws, watching pedestrians scurry around as panic spread through the streets. Amelia started to realize the gravity of what Byte was planning to do, but she decided that terrorizing the city sounded like a fun idea. What’s the worst that could happen to her at this size? So she picked up her pace and went to join him.
Byte let out a monstrous kaiju roar that was somehow not intimidating despite his massive size. The sound he produced was distinctly silly and sounded like a mixture of a squeak and a yawn, though at an earth shattering volume. Byte then got down on his knees and scooped up a handful of pedestrians. Then he shoved those furs in his mouth by the handful, smacking his lips together around them before swallowing them down in clumps.
Amelia was a bit choosier about who she swallowed. She got down on her knees and watched the crowds of people running away with a sharp glare. She picked certain people out of the crowd and swiftly snatched them up and tossed them into her mouth. It didn’t matter how fast the people ran or where they hid, the only way someone was safe from here was if she didn’t pick them.
The two of them moved to the denser-populated, downtown section of Mucktopia, prowling for more people to feed their monstrous hunger. They continued their rampage, scooping up pedestrians to swallow and kicking at the nearby buildings, shattering windows and damaging concrete walls just because they could.
A green and white helicopter flew overhead with the initials MCN, just above Byte’s head. The sound of the propeller blades slapping against the wind was enough to make Byte’s ears twitch. He dropped the car he was holding and looked up to see a bright green helicopter with a white stripe flying directly above him. He stared up with his mouth slightly agape, leaking thick droplets of drool onto the streets below, slamming into the asphalt with loud thuds. The pupils in his eyes widened as he observed what looked like a giant, flying tennis ball flying over him.
Alpha Ray was a news reporter for Mucktopia City News. He was a neon green unicorn and one of the three people inside the news helicopter. A cameraman had a Panasonic HD television camera pointed at Ray, who was using his unicorn magic to hover a microphone in front of his face. The pony’s back was turned to the open side door of the helicopter and was speaking directly into the camera about the mayhem downtown.
“No one knows the identities of the giants or how they became such a tremendous size,” Ray reported. His cameraman seemed distracted, however. He was holding the camera too low and staring wide eyed beyond the lens. Ray let out an annoyed sigh and lowered his mic. “Pad, we’re on the air! What’s gotten into y-”
-CRASH!-
The body of the helicopter shook violently, causing Ray and the cameraman to tumble around in the helicopter. Byte reached up with his colossal paw and grabbed the helicopter by the tail, yanking it out of the sky down in front of his salivating maw. A shadow was cast over the cabin, and Ray’s nostrils were filled with the stench of dog breath as Byte heavily panted, his tongue rolled out like a slimy red carpet. Ray slowly turned around to see Byte’s gaping maw growing closer!
Byte’s tail was wagging rapidly, creating gale force winds for the people and vehicles behind him as he played with his new toy. He carefully grabbed the propeller blade and ripped it off the hinge! There was a loud metallic clunk as the steel rotor was snapped. Ray tried to grab onto something with his smooth, thumbless hooves, but found himself sliding helplessly to the threshold of the opened helicopter door as the metal aircraft was shoved in the husky’s salivating maw. Byte slightly chewed on the metal body of the aircraft, using his tongue to shift the chopper around in his maw. The husky got excited playing with his toy and started shaking his head about, tossing the occupants of the helicopter around violently as Byte flung thick waves of slobber onto the slobber onto the city streets.
First the Pilot was flung into the back of the aircraft, tumbling down into Byte’s throat. Then the cameraman was sent flying down into that dark, moist tunnel. The pony was the last to go. After hearing the echoing screams of his coworkers, the pony held onto the landing skid for dear life, but the constant, violent thrashing of Byte shaking the helicopter around in his maw was more than enough to break his grip. Ray felt his heart sink into his chest when his front hooves broke off from the landing skid and he was sent careening down the dog’s throat. The walls of Byte’s esophagus hugged around his body with their warm embrace. He was pulled down the fleshy tube by gravity alone, struggling and screaming the whole way down, but Byte hardly even noticed because he was too intent playing with his tennis ball!
Byte eventually spat the broken husk of a helicopter out of his mouth, the mangled mass of green and white painted steel covered in a thick layer of husky drool crashed onto the sidewalk with an earth shattering thud.
Everyone on that particular street corner had either ran away or been eaten. Byte looked around and saw that Amelia had already moved onto the next block, picking out more people to eat. He felt a pain in his chest and the corners of his vision suddenly blurred like he was looking through an emboss filter. “Oh no!” he exclaimed in a dramatic, hushed tone. He rushed over to Amelia, damaging the pavement with his powerful strides, and grabbed her by the elbow just as she was pushing an anthro wolf into her maw.
Amelia spoke with her mouth filled with the wolf, “Whafta biff i-” She paused and then swallowed down the food in her mouth so she could speak clearer. “What’s the big idea?” She repeated.
“There isn’t much time! We need to get somewhere discrete!” Byte said, with no further explanation. He pulled on her arm and guided her out of the city, clumsily knocking over a street lamp and stepping on a car or two. He lead her to a mountainside covered in tall pine trees just outside the western city limits.
Amelia hissed as she was lead through the thick forested area, some of the pine trees snapped beneath her feet, poking them with jagged stumps. “What’s all this about? I was eating!” she complained.
The two giants stopped in a clearing and Byte turned to her, placing both hands on her shoulders. “You’re going to be full very soon,” Byte said with a foreboding tone. The look in his eyes was apprehensive, and he clearly knew something she didn’t. “We’re changing again!” Byte exclaimed, but as he spoke, his words seemed to come out slower and slower, echoing in Amelia’s head.
Change.
Amelia placed her hand on her forehead and felt large beads of sweat soak into her paw fur, her head started to swirl, slowly at first, then coming like a rhythmic drum beat against the inner walls of her skull. She stumbled back and almost stepped into a small lake. As she stumbled, she held up her hand and stared at it, the blacks, oranges, and whites of her fur all blending together in her vision. “I think one of those people I ate had something in them…” she said, her voice seeming to trail off like her message had no target.
She fell backwards, experiencing weightlessness for a few seconds as her mind drifted. She closed her eyes as she neared the ground, expecting to hear an earth shattering crash, but it was more like a soft thud.
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“Amelia!”
Amelia’s eyes shot open as she heard a familiar voice call out her name. She was laying on her back, and it felt like something was pinning her to the ground, something warm and soft.
“Amelia, look!” she heard Byte’s voice order. Amelia turned her head slowly, noticing that she was still in the same clearing of trees they were standing in before she blacked out, but the trees were larger now, almost like everything was normal again.
Byte was laying down next to her on his stomach. Though it took her awhile to realize that what he was laying on was his stomach! It looked like an overstuffed, white, fuzzy bean bag chair, complete with irregular lumps and ridges. It was more than three times the size of Byte’s own body! Once she realized it was not only part of his body, but, in fact, his stomach, things started to make sense to her. They had shrunken back to normal, but the people they ate were all still the same size! She could see the vague outlines of people, shoes, snouts, hands, and even what looked like a street sign all wiggling around against Byte’s flesh!
“Is this cool or what?” Byte asked, giving his oversized gut a firm smack!
Amelia looked up and confirmed her suspicions. The reason she felt like something was pinning her to the ground was because her own gut was just as overstuffed, filled with still struggling pedestrians from her kaiju feast. She felt like attempting to move would be a futile effort.
Byte on the other hand was attempting to scoot his body eastward, and after much effort, he started rolling his spherical form like a deflated basketball on the forest floor. “Come Amelia! We must get to my lab!” The rolling husky commanded.
“The lab is fucking gone!” Amelia barked.
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