Riho jostled in place. The alien message echoed in the depths of the her subconscious. It churned in her brain; the more she thought about it, the more sense it made.

The creature detached itself to watch the effects of its hypnosis.

Small crowds gathered around her shifting shadow, staring up in awe at her voluptuous form - and the UFO above. As she peered down, the Daibijin's air of tired confusion shifted to a soft, curious smile. "Humans... tasty...?"

Rrrrumble

From beneath the soft skin, her stomach groaned. All that growth had taken a huge amount of energy. The unearthly shakes loosened floorboards. Like a punch to the gut, hunger struck her again. It begged, called, screamed for more sustenance. Her nose picked up sweet odors from the sands below...

...And her hand darted out to scoop an innocent beachgoer up! Before she could process her own actions, she was dangling the screeching, bikini-clad woman above her face, drooling in fascination. "You look really yummy..."

"L-let me go!" Her snack shouted. "Don't you recognize me? It's me, from the agency, your - "

Sluuurp

The food flopped on her tongue, as if trying to hold on to the wet surface. It kicked against her uvula. It screamed. Everyone in below screamed. If her mouth wasn't full, Riho would scream in realization.

Riho Futaba had sent a fellow model squirming down her throat!

Her heart went still. She fell to her knees. She couldn't breathe. Part of that was from a moment of clarity, and shock at consuming a fellow human; part of it, because her latest meal clogged her windpipe. The unlucky model clawed at her throat. Her attempts to shout for help, or to cough her prey up, only drenched her victim in spittle. She felt her throat muscles pulsating, forcing the woman down through the fleshy chasm bit by bit. Not helping the matter, swarms of people shouted at her, pushing at her legs and backside in anger.

"You just ate her! What the heck?"

"Spit her out!"

"Oversized bitch!"

One man swung a violent punch right at her hip. On instinct, the Daibijin swallowed hard.

GULP

The crowd froze. A lump slid slowly down her neck... Then finished in her belly. For a few seconds, they could see movement from within her stomach's confines, trying fruitlessly to escape. She stood drifting, still not really registering what had happened.

It was hard for Riho to come to terms with it, but... The bikini girl tasted good. Great, even. She was wearing a delicious apple and cinnamon perfume. The tastes of different places she'd had that day lingered on her skin. The way Riho had to struggle a little to swallow her food was surprisingly satisfying - a small challenge for her tongue and throat with a tasty reward. And the little punches from inside her gut felt like a sweet, tingly massage, as she rubbed it. It made her forget the long day; forget the breakfast she missed; forget the stress of impressing everyone. The lingering aftertaste, salty with sweat, mixed with touches of sweetness... Her cloying hunger dissipated, and gave way to a post-meal bliss.

That was the first time that evening she truly felt satisfied with a meal.

Even though the model was still worried, she couldn't help but let out a loud sigh. "_Aaaaaah... _That really hit the spot!".

The beach's terror reached its peak. Nearly everyone had began running from this terrifying titaness. Except one: the man who'd punched her started wailing away more, screaming: "Let her out! Give me back my girlfriend!"

It stung. She tried to apologize, and ask what she'd done wrong; but the crowd's yelling kept drowning her out. Overcome with frustration, Riho plucked him up by the shirt. She glared him down, hoping he'd stop. No use; he kept thrashing. She dangled him over her open mouth...

And he bit her hand.

In pain, her gigantic fingers uncurled. The man dropped onto her soft tongue.

While the bikini girl was thin, this man had meat on him. Juicy, tempting meat. Some small, lingering, human Riho knew: the right thing to do would be to spit him out. But it was his fault he ended up in there; he deserved a little lesson in respect. She tossed his body around her mouth with her tongue, lathering him in saliva. His squirming made it a fun little game. Even with all those muscles in his body, he was no match for this mighty model - not even a single wet, pink organ. She pinned him to the roof of her mouth, swished him around her cheeks like a squirrel, and indulged in the flavor of his deodorant mixed with salty early meals. She opened her mouth to give him a tantalizing view of the world outside - and show the crowd his soaking, worn body - before tossing her head back. With a long gulp, the bully disappeared.

"Haha... Down the hatch..."

Her esophagus forced against his struggles. She slapped her hand on the sandy floor, curled it into a fist, waved it through the air - anything to endure the tension. He still had some fight left in him! She could sense every throb of her internal chambers engulfing him. For a moment, it seemed like the lump in her throat could make it back up. With both eyes shut, the behemoth idol pressed a finger to her neck, tracing it down the soft skin. It made her tight muscles relax - and pushed her tormentor down. Despite being muffled by flesh, his body made an audible *plop* when it landed into her churning acids.

"Keep your lover company in there... urrrp..."

Riho brushed her stomach, watching it expand. She didn't care about the people gawking at her sky-blue-clad body and shouting insults, at least for now. The bubbling noises in her bloated belly soothed her, made her float back in joy. Like a bear having eaten its last stuffing meal before hibernation. "I hope my agent doesn't get too mad... I was supposed to be on a diet~"

The mind-controlling being above buzzed intently. The Daibijin had reacted just according to plan. In this female's mind, her fellow humans registered as nothing more than candies or hot dogs! And with her new size, the whole species was on the menu. As long as no military forces could take her out beforehand...