Raguel
sat on her golden throne not sure what to do for the rest of the day.
As a Goddess, time was irrelevant, but it still didn’t mean it
wasn’t boring waiting. Living as the oldest, and mother of all the
divine ones, Raguel knew all too well how long time could be. Which
was why she was feeling quite restless right now. Raguel had only a
few jobs as the Goddess of the afterlife, and mother of the others.
Her duty used to involve leading poor souls to the afterlife, but it
wasn’t long before Raguel’s daughter Eleona took over that job,
to ferry mortals from the other realm into the afterlife. Having her
daughter take over most of Raguel’s job as a goddess, it was almost
like she went into retirement, only to now be trusted to do just a
few menial things as a Goddess. One, was over seeing that Eleona did
her job correctly, and being the Queen of the Gods to check in on her
other children. Being the queen of the Gods was something less
exciting than it sounded, being more like a mother making sure her
children did their jobs correctly.
It
had been over a millennia since Raguel had an actual job and yet
another day passed with her being nothing more than being a manager,
or an overbearing mother for her children’s jobs. Yet, Raguel
wasn’t upset, in-fact she was the opposite, she loved her beloved
children who were doing their distinct and personal jobs. The goddess
of death and afterlife, shepherding the worthy souls to the after
life wasn’t something anyone could do. Raguel couldn’t be happier
for her lovely daughter, however, Raguel did feel a little envious
for her to have something productive to do all the time. Whereas
Raguel could only sit on her holy throne and occasionally drink from
her goblet. Like many days before, Raguel would sip and occasionally
look upon the other Gods and Goddesses to see what they were up to. A
task that left Raguel wanting more to do, or having a larger
impactful job rather than being an overseer. Watching over other Gods
and Goddesses, doing something productive or even fun was just a
reminder of how much Raguel missed her calling.
Horgoth,
Raguel’s husband and father to the other Godly beings, came into
the throne room spotting Raguel all by herself. It took only a moment
before he judged his wife's current mood from a glance “Dear what’s
wrong? Did something happen?” He asked, sounding worried and
concerned.
Raguel
just sighed and took another sip from her cup, “Nothing dearest…
just… you know enjoying my time, alone.” As much as she tried to
hide it, Raguel could see that Horgoth was picking up on her
depressed tone she was casting.
“Well,
you don’t have to be alone, Raguel. There’s plenty you can do,
why not go visit the mortal world? Explore and see the world from a
mortal’s point of view. You never know, you might find something
exciting,” Horgoth offered. It didn’t help that none of that
seemed to entice his wife.
Raguel
swished the fluids in her cup around as she thought about it. “I
don’t know,” She sighed. “I haven’t been to the mortal realm
in… a thousand, no ten thousand years? I doubt much has changed.
Besides, I doubt they could keep me entertained longer than an hour
or two. What could be worth going down there to see from a mortal’s
point of view?”
Horgoth
scratched his chin seeing that it wasn’t in his wife’s nature to
join the mortal realm, so he decided to change gears. “Well, why
not go visit one of the kids?” Horgoth laughed, “Why not visit
our daughter?”
Raguel
arched an eyebrow at her husband for a moment, “Yes… and which
one would that be you are talking of?” Raguel asked with just a
hint of sarcasm about their many children.
Horgoth
sighed, “Whoever you are pleased to spend a day with… Why not
Eleona? You haven’t seen her since… How many years has it been?”
Horgoth nodded, “Spend a day with your daughter, both of you were
shepherds of the dead right? I’m sure there’s plenty to talk
about.”
Raguel
took another gulp of her holy drink and thought about it. Horgoth did
make a good point, she hadn’t seen Eleona in a long time. Sure she
glanced in on her but there was never anything to observe over as she
worked. Maybe it would be nice to have a mother daughter day, just
the two of them together. Raguel liked the idea more and more as she
contemplated it, finally after a few moments she made up her mind. “I
guess it wouldn’t hurt to check in on her tomorrow, maybe she’ll
have something fun planned.” Raguel genially smiled, in what felt
like centuries, at the mere concept of having fun.
“What?!
Dad, are you serious,” Eleona asked, shocked at her father
contacting her with the news. “Mom’s coming to see me? Why? Did I
do something wrong,” Eleona was a little skittish to be honest.
Never had her mother come to visit her.
“I
just told her it would be nice to go visit you some time, you know
your mother doesn’t get out much,” Horgoth explained.
Eleona
rubbed her forehead at her annoying father’s action. Of course he
would shove their mother off to her. It wasn’t like Eleona hated
her mom, it just… she could be tiresome. Not to mention a stick in
the mud for most things. “What am I supposed to do? How am I
supposed to,” Eleona could only think of one word that would
describe it, “Entertain her?”
“I’m
sure you’ll find something,” Eleona’s father responded, “Take
her to the human world, she hasn’t been in a long time.”
“Really?
That seems like something you could do rather than me. I’m really
busy,” Elona sort of lied.
“Oh
come now, it won't be all that bad. Your mother hasn’t been to the
mortal world in… well I think it was before they made wheels!”
Elona felt her annoyance growing as her father laughed, “I’m sure
you can find something to brighten her day up!” Elona surely
doubted it. When it came to human things, no matter what she or her
siblings did, her mother just never understood.
“Are
you seriously telling me that not only do I have to do my everyday
job,” Eleona muttered, “But I have to keep my mother amused all
day too?” The annoyance in her voice was just low enough that her
father didn’t hear it.
Another
laugh made Eleona want to yell, “If anyone can do it, it’s you
sweetie. Best of luck!”
Before
Eleona knew it, Horgoth was done talking and gone. “You gotta be
kidding me,” Eleona huffed on her dark black throne made of
obsidian. “How am I supposed to babysit my mother and take care of
the dead at the same time-” Eleona frowned as a thought came across
her mind. “Well… maybe there is a way,” Eleona felt a familiar
smile slowly creep over her face. One that meant that tomorrow was
gonna be more fun than she thought. A wicked gleam was forming as she
started to plan for a day that not only she or her mom wouldn’t
forget, but the mortals too.
Raguel
headed to her daughter's domain. It had been a long time since Raguel
had been, probably the last time she was the goddess of the
afterlife. However when she arrived she was shocked if not startled
to see how much things had changed under Eleona’s rule. Things
looked darker. Raguel headed toward what was once a golden but not
stark black colored castle that Eleona called home. Raguel couldn’t
help but feel uneasy at the whole environment. Maybe she needed to
talk to Elenona about her choice in design for the afterlife.
Shouldn’t it be more cheerful, happy, or something besides this?
Raguel
spotted a few souls outside the large castle wandering around. The
little poor souls were no bigger than raguel’s thumb, which was
normal. A mortal’s fleeting soul was always smaller and less formed
than that of divine ones. As of now Raguel size was large enough that
she could have accidentally smothered a trembling soul crossing her
path if she wasn’t paying attention.
Deciding
to bring up her concerns first when she saw her daughter, Raguel
headed quicker toward Eleona’s domain and home. As she approached
the doors, she noticed a few more souls quivering outside the doors.
They were so puny compared to the door, no wonder why they were
unable to get in, they wouldn’t be able to budge the door. Slowly
pushing the door, she watched the startled tiny mortal souls creep
inside.
“Mother,”
Came Eleona’s voice in a cheerful manner… that was till she saw
the two soul coming inside, “MOTHER!” Eleona came rushing in and
quickly picked up the little tiny mortal beings. “Quick, quick,
you’ll let more in…” Eleona said, pulling Raguel inside before
slamming the door shut. “Jeez, mom…” Eleona groaned, “You
could have waited for me to let you in so no one,” She looked at
her closed hand with the two little people in them, “SNUCK IN,”
She nearly hissed at the mortals. Raguel frowned at her daughter's
actions, especially when she walked over to a wall with a dozen dark
metal cages hanging from the wall. “I’ll deal with you later,”
Eleona spoke as she put both mortal souls in separate cages and
closed them. “Okay… where were we… MOTHER,” Eleona called out
steeping toward Raguel with open arms. “It’s so nice to see you,
mother.”
Raguel
accepted the hug and enjoyed the embrace for a few moments before
they separated. Looking around Raguel couldn’t help but force
herself to say, “I like what you did with the place…”
Eleona
sounded delighted, “Really?! I thought it could use some color
change and-”
“Black,”
Raguel spoke… “Not exactly a very… happy color, is it?”
Eleona
bit back a retort, and here it comes… of course she wasn’t happy.
Mother was never happy. However Eleona decided to use this to her
advantage, “Well, maybe not to you…”
Raguel
frowned confused, “Not to me… what do you mean?”
“Mom…
come on, please? You know?” Eleona said in a kidding voice for a
moment. Suddenly she looked shocked, “But… I mean EVERYONE knows,
so surely…”
Raguel
frowned and slowly nodded in agreement, “Well, of course I know!
That… uh...”
Eleona
gasped, “Mother! You truly don’t know? How long has it been since
you've been to the mortal world?”
Raguel
thought for a moment and shrugged, “Well, maybe a while or so…”
“Ooo,
that might explain it,” Eleona's surprised voice hit Raguel in
shock.
“What?”
Raguel asked defensively.
“Oh,
nothing… just, well, it’s been a little while right…” Eleona
said, sounding hesitant. “So, I mean, it’s a given you don’t
know what the mortals are like nowadays?”
“Well,”
Raguel frowned again… “No, but it can’t be much different from
when I was-”
“Mom,
time moves so fast there… things change, heck not even a century
ago they didn’t even have death metal music,” Eleona explained.
“I’m
sorry,” Raguel blinked at a term she never heard in her life, “What
music? Death-”
“M-e-t-a-l,
metal. You know, like heavy music, harder than rock and roll,”
Eleona explained.
“Rolling
what rock?” Raguel asked, confused at what her daughter was saying.
Eleona
inhaled, “Right… my point. You’re so out of touch these days
mom. You don’t know what these poor pathetically weak mortals
like.”
“Pathetic,”
Eleona repeated the word used.
“Yes,
pathetic, mom! Look, see,” Eleona pointed to the cowering and
frightened looking mortals stuck in their cages. “They are so
scared and terrified! Horrified even!”
Raguel
felt said for the poor creatures, “So why would you even-”
“Ugh,
mom… because,” She flicked one of the cages, getting the little
soul trapped to scream out, “They LOVE IT!”
Raguel
looked even more confused now than before, “They what?”
“They
love it! It’s like how they used to worship you way way way back
than… well instead of praise, they love to fear US! It’s like a
total power trip thing, or whatever,” Eleona explained. “Trust me
mom, all the mortals are into this thing.”
Raguel
was more confused, “They are?” How could they be into something
like being frightened?
Eleona
smiled more seeing her mother slowly take the bait. She was falling
right into her hands, how gullible of her mom. “I’m telling you
mom. No offense, but I’ve been doing this for centuries… I think
I would know what these mortals like and don't. I mean,” Eleona bit
back her snickering, “You saw how they were trying to sneak in here
right? Now why would they want to come here if they didn’t like
it?”
Raguel
couldn’t help but agree with that argument. If what Eleona was
saying was true, these mortals really liked this kind of stuff. Maybe
Raguel misunderstood them more than she thought. “I guess that does
make sense.”
Eleona
did her best not to show off her sneaky face as she turned around
from her mom, “Exactly. Anyway, let’s get back to why you came to
visit after so long.”
“Right,”
Raguel nodded, turning away from the caged souls. Seeing as it wasn’t
a punishment for them, Raguel didn’t feel so bad now. “I thought
it would be nice to spend some time with you. It’s been far to long
since we just talked and enjoyed a day-”
“Sorry,
mom, but I’m terribly busy. You know, helping the souls into the
afterlife and all that. I got a lot to do and I’m sure you don’t
want to watch me do my job and all that,” Eleona told her with as
much reason as she could. Eleona made sure to leave those words
hanging in the air as they walked through her home. “Unless… well
I’m sure you don’t want to…”
“Want
to, what,” Raguel asked.
Eleona
turned around and looked at her mother, “Well… I guess if you
don’t mind. Maybe we can make this a mother daughter “work”
day. Both of us gathering souls and helping them move onto the
afterlife?” Eleona quickly laughed, “Oh never mind, that’s just
silly.”
Raguel
however thought about it. She was bored, and doing a little work
wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. Plus she could bond with
her daughter. Maybe this was a good idea. “Well, I wouldn’t mind
if it doesn’t affect you negatively with your duties.”
“Absolutely
not! Oh, mother, this will be the most fun you had in forever,”
Eleona cheered. “Well, I guess it’s best we head over there now.”
Raguel
slowed down a little but continued to follow her daughter, “Head
over where?”
Eleona
spun around and smiled at her mom, “To the mortal world, I think
it’s time for a purging...”
Kevin
was walking from the office and smiling despite the hell show he went
through, fucking Fridays. He had just finished a week-long project
and was heading home for the weekend. Not caring about anything other
than the walk home, he suddenly noticed something. There was a shadow
on him, strange because the weather didn’t call for clouds today.
Looking up at the sudden shadow cast on him, Kevin felt his bag fall
from his grasp. Hundreds if not thousands of feet up above him was a
shockingly HOT woman taller than any skyscraper in the city. She
stood there gazing before Kevin… Suddenly another gorgeous woman
stepped into view out of nowhere casting a dual shadow upon him.
Kevin assumed he was hallucinating the whole thing, surely there
couldn’t be two giant women towering over the city like this.
However
the reactions of the others by standards on the sidewalk were similar
to Kevin’s. Each one stopping to look up at the gargantuan figures.
Some falling on their butt to look up, others just gazing upward to
see why it was dark. Kevin was one of the many frozen people trying
to fully understand what he was seeing. He could see both women
talking to each other, it was now that Kevin saw similar features on
both Giantesses, they had to be related in some way. Not that it
mattered. Kevin continued to watch the two towering titans talk. They
were saying something but were too far above him to be heard. Instead
he watched the younger one turn toward him and the others. Slowly she
started to lean down and squat while examining them. Kevin watched
her eyes line up with him and she smiled at him. It was a kind and
nice smile, something that made Kevin feel at ease. Slowly her hand
descended from the heavens and toward him. Kevin watched the finger
move in closer and closer toward him, as if she was pointing at him.
Laying on his butt, Kevin watched the small index finger grow into a
massive truck sized digit as it descended quickly toward him. He
didn’t have much of a chance to move as the digit came rushing
toward him like a speeding car. Paralyzed, like a deer in the
headlights of an oncoming car, Kevin threw up his arms to protect him
from the impending finger.
The
sound of crushing and breaking asphalt filled the air as Kevin tensed
up. The sound was right next to him as he slowly opened his eyes and
turned toward the crunching sound. The long finger from the young
Giantess was stabbing into the ground. It clearly crushed the walkway
near Kevin and was embedded a few feet into the ground as it stabbed
it with little to no effort. Kevin gazed at the long finger sticking
into the hard rocky ground like it was nothing but sand. Slowly it
started to pull back. Kevin watched the index finger retract before
he slowly sat up and glanced toward the crater created by the
creature. The indent was prominent and defined, something that a
large finger would make, however what caused Kevin to pull back was
the puddle of pulp in the center of the bowl indent. A red blotch of
goo, along with some unidentified material of whatever was attached
to whomever it was in the center. The remains of what was a person
was less than obliterated and Kevin felt his stomach heave at the
sight.
“Squish,”
came a loud voice from above. “Just like that… so, want to help?”
A cheerful voice from the younger godly being. Something that made
Kevin’s heart beat rapidly. His gaze shot toward the two enormous
women gazing over his city.
“Well…”
The older giantess spoke hesitantly for a moment then finally the
terrible words left her lips, “I guess I could…”
Kevin
felt dread spread though his body as he watched the older woman of
the two slowly lift one her feet up, her heel hovering over him for a
moment. A good sold football field or longer distance blocking out
the remaining sun.
“Oh
my God…” Kevin whimpered as he watched the barefoot move into
place above him. Without less than a moment, Kevin was looking at the
bottom of a fleshy wall of skin and next it all went black as it came
crashing down on him. He didn’t feel a thing, only heard the sound
of structures and ground shattering and crumbling moments before it
all went away…
Raguel
slowly stepped down on the patch of land as she felt her foot
pulverize the dirt below her, “Are you sure about this,” Raguel
asked, not so certain of her daughter's words as she felt her foot
flatten a few mortals underneath it.
“Mom,”
Eleona sighed, waving her worries away, “They don’t care. It’s
like a big thing for them. Like I said before, they love this kind of
thing. Look,” Eleona said, pointing toward a small patch of grass.
“You should deal with them.”
Raguel
was skeptical as she watched the slow mass of people stand there
looking at her. However, listening to her daughter's words, she had
told Raguel to think of it as cleaning if that helps. Not giving it
much thought, Rageul lifted her foot off the ground and dragged it
toward the mass of people. Trying not to enjoy the sound or feeling
of what was to come from her foot, Raguel tried to dampen the
upcoming feelings. Yet, when she felt her heel and flat of her foot
pressing down on the mass of humans, things changed. The slight
feeling of small pops like bubbles, the growing squishiness of goo on
her skin as she flattened however many under foot. Raguel felt a
shiver run up her body as she smashed the group of people below her.
The slimy patch created beneath her felt weird. Countless souls
splattered and smashed beneath her from a single step. A feeling that
most gods and goddesses never experienced, or at least not herself.
It was a bizarre feeling for Raguel as she could feel the sensation
of just a flutter of movement under her foot. Raguel pressed harder
into the ground, slowly till she knew that nothing could survive her
holy weight. The crumbling and crushing sound that came from
underfoot made it clear as even the earth was being compressed under
her. Turning to her daughter she couldn’t help but ask, “Are you
sure we should be doing this? I mean, can’t we-”
“I
told you mom,” Eleona’s annoyed voice responded, “They like it…
look!” Eleona explained as she pointed to another small person on
top of a building watching. One moment they were there, the next a
bright light flashed form Eleona’s finger and right over the roof
of the building. The top of the building was gone and only a hot
stream of smoke was left from the vaporized building. “See he
didn’t even try to run,” Eleona explained.
Raguel
frowned, “And what about the ones actually running,” She pointed
to a stream of people running down away from her.
Eleona
laughed as she headed toward them, “I told you mom, it’s like…”
Eleona paused with her foot just feet above a group of metal vehicles
unable to move forward as the others in front weren’t moving.
“Tag!” Eleona announced before stepping down with a loud crunch
and screeching of metal and glass. “You remember tag, right?”
Raguel
thought about it again, tag was a fun game where someone ran away
from the other. It clearly wasn’t out of fear. “Oh… so it’s
all just like a game for them?”
“Exactly!”
Eleona announced as she started to go into a gleeful rampage. Raguel
stood there as she watched her daughter go into a cleaning purge. She
pointed at buildings as they flashed out of existence with only a hot
smokey shadow left behind. Part of Raguel felt bad, maybe some
remorse or pity for the mortals. However, as much as Rageul worried
that this might be wrong, she couldn’t help but look down at a
small gathering of people just looking up at her. Not one of them
were running or screaming. It was like they were begging for her to
do something to them…
“Well,
I guess if this is really what they want,” Raguel shook her head
and decided to join her daughter in this interesting activity.
Macy
was in panic mode. One second everything was normal, then there was
shaking. Noises and sounds filling the city, something flashed and
another earthquake. Macy panicked and ran out of the office and into
the streets. Pushing out the front door of the many floored building,
she saw a crowd of people standing around… a foot?!
Was
that a giant fucking foot?!?!
Macy
followed the large leg up to the huge hips and the big busty bosom of
the godly woman standing in the sky. She was gigantic, a true goddess
if there were any such things. Macy felt compelled to look but the
fear of her life hit her hard as couldn’t move. “What the fuck is
that,” Macy whispered with dread.
A
crushing sound further into the city drew Macy away from the one
above her, “What was that!?” Macy called out with panic from the
noise she heard. It sounded like something exploded.
A
hopeless and defeated voice came from one of her coworkers, “It’s
the other one.” A nervous laugh left him, “There's two… two of
them.”
“Two?!
Oh god,” Macy felt her heart race at the idea of not just one giant
woman but two terrifying the city. As much as Macy felt her body
already locking up in fear and dread, she willed her legs to move. A
feat harder said than done. However she made it happen as she pushed
her way past the horrified and numb looking citizens. It wasn’t
till she made it a block down the road when she heard something
startling. It was a gasp, turning around Macy looked as the enormous
woman was squatting down and getting closer to the small crowd of
stunned people. Macy watched the gigantic gorgeous woman peer at
them, as if maybe there was something she wanted to ask. Macy
continued to watch the woman squat down till she was nearly sitting
on the road.
Just
as Macy thought the titan was gonna speak, she slowly shrugged.
Macy
watched with horror as she opened her palm and pushed it down into
the center of the crowd. The sounds of horror and pain filled the
street as the crushing and squishing of so many filled the air. Cries
of pain and fear littered the area as now people started to run in
every direction. Macy was terrified at the sight as the woman pulled
her now red palm off the compressed ground. What made her even sicker
was the disappointed voice that filled the air.
“Oh
so now you all want to play that game… What was it, tag?” The
Giantess started to stand back up, “Fine.”
Macy
didn’t understand what she was hearing from the booming voice, but
once the enormous woman started to move, Macy didn’t stick around
to find out. Sure enough, the ground shook at the sudden stomping the
woman was doing. The cries of people cutting out mid screech followed
by an Earth shaking thumping.
Macy
turned a corner on the street and paused. In front of her a few
blocks down was the other one. Sure enough she was doing something
similar to the other one. Kicking and stomping. Occasionally she
pointed somewhere and things just evaporated in a hot flash. Portions
of the city were missing as the woman was slaughtered so many in mere
seconds. Macy figured she could only head in the other direction as
she ran with a crowd of panicked people toward the outskirts of the
city. It was like some fucked up nightmare as Macy kept thinking she
would wake up soon. Yet her pounding heart and aching body told her
this was real.
The
sounds of destruction and horror grew quiet as she ran further away
from it. Luckily she knew the city well enough to know where to head.
She just had to go a few more feet-
Macy
and the group of people she was running with were instantly back
downtown in pure chaos. Screams and cries for help filled the air and
so was that horrible sounding crushing sound. Trying to find out what
was going on, Macy looked up.
Macy
watched an enormous foot come slamming down next to her smashing and
splattering the remains of dozens of people near her. The sounds of
goo and gore filled her ears along with a maniacal laughter from the
younger Giantess, “Nowhere to go but under my feet!” Macy pushed
and shoved past dazed and confused looking people as another foot
came down near her obliterating another portion of the crowd she was
in, the sickening sound of what she could only imagine what someone
stepping on grapes might hear. Macy was in flight mode as she just
ran not looking where she was. The horrible sounds of people crying
and begging only to be smashed into the ground filled Macy’s ears.
It wasn’t till she finally managed to turn down a road that she
noticed where she was… she was back in the middle of the city.
“WH-HOW?!”
Macy cried out in alarm reading the street sign again. She was almost
out of the city before she ended up back here…
It
was now that she realized there was no running. She was stuck in the
city along with everyone else. With two enormous woman slaughtering
people for some fucked up fun or whatever.
Macy
felt something snap as she couldn’t help but cry and laugh at the
same time, “I’m gonna … die…”
Eleona
made a decent sized pocket of people. She made sure to stomp around
them leaving a small patch of uncrushed land for them to stand on. It
had to have about five or so people huddling there. Anyone who tried
to leave was immediately stomped on or smited into oblivion. Smiling,
she was getting so turned on right now. However, one thing she wanted
to try, she hadn’t done in a long time. Grinning, she started to
squat down and look at the little group of people. Taking a quick
glance toward her mom, she was way too busy stomping and flattening
the other part of the city to see her. Eleona glowered down at the
helpless humans. “As long as you don’t move you should be fine…”
Eleona whispered to them. “You got that?”
She
saw a few nod their heads, the others were too shocked or broken
mentally to comprehend her. Something that happened often when a God
or Goddess showed their true forms on earth. Smirking, Eleona cleared
her throat a little before she felt a good glob of grime building up
in her nasal cavity. Hacking up what had to be the biggest loogie in
history, she began to collect it along with any spit in her mouth.
Pressing her lips together she let the ball of sludge and snot gather
and spew out of her mouth. The ball of bile hit its mark dead on as
it splattered and collapsed on the huddle group of people. Eleona
smiled as she watched the mass of people try to escape or swim out of
the viscous fluid, but it was too thick, many were already gulping in
gallons of the gathered gunk unable to breath. Others struggled and
fought, trying to climb over each other but failing as they couldn’t
get out.
“Nice…”
Eleona smiled watching the last of the puny people gurgle and twitch
in her snotty saliva.
Eleona
stood up and watched her mother crawling on all fours crushing
everything under her. She was peering around areas and saying “Found
you!” Just before either crushing them with her body or collapsing
a building onto them.
Looking
around, most of the city was destroyed or will be after a little more
time. As for survivors, Eleona had a plan for them. In fact, now
would probably be the best time for it.
“Mom,”
Eleona called out.
Raguel
stopped in the middle of crushing a long metal vehicle that had a few
people left in it. “Yes?” Raguel replied, picking up the bus and
turning toward her daughter.
“I
was wondering, did you want to eat something?”
Raguel
knew that as divine beings, they didn’t need to eat, only if they
wanted to try something. “Eat? Well… I guess,” Raguel spoke,
not seeing an issue with it. Raguel looked into the contraption that
held a few people hiding in it. It took no effort to slowly clench
her fist. The sound of metal and cries filled the air as she felt the
long object start to compress into a very tight crunched up ball.
Feeling the now solid ball of steel she created, Raguel looked at her
daughter, “So, are we done here?”
Eleona
smiled, “Almost… this is something else I like to do.” Eleona
laughed while looking at her mother, “However, maybe we should
clean up a little?”
Raguel
looked down at herself and felt herself blush at the mess that was on
her. Remains of people and buildings littered her form. In fact she
even spotted a few moving humans stuck to her clothes. Either they
were climbing her for safety or stuck from her colliding into
buildings. “Oh right…”
Raguel
watched Eleona form shine for a second and everything on her fizzled
away into what looked to be dust. Doing the same, Raguel vaporized
anything attached to her. That included any dirt from the building
and all the tiny people. The wave of light passed over a few who let
out noises as they turned to ash and floated off her body. Eventually
both Raguel and Eleona were speck free and standing in the middle of
a crippled town.
“So
what are we eating?” Raguel asked
“That’s
the fun part,” Eleona said smiling as she snapped her fingers and a
nice round table with two chairs appeared. “It’s a surprise.”
Raguel decided to head over to one of the chairs and took a seat. The
bowl in the center of the table was empty, leading to Raguel to arch
her eyes at her daughter like she might have forgotten something.
Eleona took a seat and continued to smile, “Don’t worry, I didn’t
forget any food.” Another snap and Raguel watched a clear thin dome
around the town slowly collapse inward. As it came closer to Raguel
and Eleona small little things started to appear in the bowl. They
were people from the city as they were transported into the bowl.
“There, all the ones we missed,” Eleona spoke, smiling at her
mother.
“Wait…
are we gonna,” Raguel looked confused and disturbed, “Gonna-”
“Eat
lunch?” Eleona responded, “Yup. They make the perfect snack after
a nice purging. Also, you would be shocked at how many of them enjoy
this kind of thing.”
Now
that was shocking to Raguel to hear, “They like… this stuff?
Why?!”
“Mom
come on, you just saw how they are. This is the kind of stuff that
they really like, I told you. So go on… try one,” Eleona offered.
Raguel
was skittish, but Eleona had been right before, and why would she be
wrong now. Deciding to try just one of the many, she reached in and
grabbed a random mortal to sample. So far Eleona had been
right, so maybe she was also right about this…
Macy
was freaking out. She learned that no matter how far she ran, she
ended up back under one of the two monstrous women. Finally she
decided instead of running, she would hide and wait it out. That
didn’t prove effective when she saw a giant table and seats appear
out of nowhere. Suddenly she felt it again, that feeling of being
transported, and soon she was in a mass of people in a large towering
bowl. She let out a scream as did many others. Sure enough, Macy
could see both Giantess chatting casually like they didn’t
slaughter millions of lives. Finally the older of the two, reach
toward them. Macy felt the surge of people around her shove and push
as they tried to escape from the fingers, but it was pointless. Soon
a screaming man was extracted from the crowd. He was pleading for
help as he was drawn into the sky toward that face. She looked
confused and uncertain, examining the man between her enormous
fingers. Finally after a sigh, the large lips opened. The man was
flicked inside and the mouth before the Giantess shut it closed.
Macy
felt her fear intensify as the older woman frowned and slowly nodded
in an approving way, “That’s good…”
“And
just wait till they pass.” The other spoke with delight, “You can
practically feel their souls flow through your body to the afterlife!
It’s the best feeling EVER!”
Macy
was horrified by those words, but she didn’t know why she wasn’t
expecting to hear something as terrifying as that sounded. Suddenly
the other Giantess, the younger one, dipped her hand in for a handful
of panicked people. She quickly pushed them into her mouth and
started to chew. The sounds of crunching and popping filled the air
before a quick gulp after a few chomps, “I find chewing a little,
makes the others freak out more.”
Macy
didn’t know how much more she could freak out at this point, this
was pure hell. There was no other explanation of what was going on,
she had died a while ago, and was living in hell. The bowl of people
between the two towering beings started to panic even more as two
sets of hands started to reach back in for more. Macy was knocked to
the ground as people ran over her to escape to anywhere those hands
weren’t heading to. Macy prayed that maybe she would get trampled
to death before being devoured. However a bright light shone in on
her. It seemed a hand went for the people near Macy, and she only
survived for being too low to the ground. Shocked, she watched the
older giantess bring a big handful of people to her mouth and shove
them into her face.
“MMM,”
she moaned as she carefully licked and sucked up any stragglers from
her palm. “They are so good!”
Still
staying laying down in the bowl, Macy figured this was it. There
couldn’t be any escape. Another hand reaching into the bowl
grabbing more people before slowly shoving them into an empty mouth.
It wouldn’t be long before everyone was gone. Macy could feel the
feeling of hope vanish with each cry and munching sound. It was
pointless…
“Oh…
that’s more filling than I thought,” The older woman spoke,
pausing after a bite.
Macy
felt hope building up in her, one of them was getting full? Macy
didn’t know what would happen to her and the others when they were
done, but it was a chance, a hope that they might be set free?
“Oh?”
The younger one spoke from across the table, “Mom… have you not
been digesting them? I make sure to make my stomach super strong so I
don’t get full. That way they fizzle up in just a few seconds so I
can keep eating.”
Macy
felt her gut turn at those words. The thought of an acidic stomach
that eats you up faster than normal just to keep eating?!
“Oh…
let me try that,” The mother said as she looked down at her
slightly bulging belly from a handful of people. Macy observed the
woman put a hand on the little bump. Slowly with horror Macy watched
the skin over the belly start to shrink as the whaling inside
increased drastically before dying down to silence. Suddenly a loud
burp escaped the woman before she could cover her mouth, “OH! Oh,
I’m so sorry dear… that was a shocker.”
The
daughter laughed, “It’s fine mom, It’s just us. Or well,”
Macy watched the younger giantess reach in for some more people, “It
will be just us,” She laughed before chucking some more people into
her mouth.
Macy
felt her sanity slipping at their conversation. They weren’t even
living beings to them. Macy couldn’t move as she looked up in shock
and horror as the two continued to eat and digest people. A few burps
escaped from the mother as she seemed to have trouble trying to
digest things quickly. After fist full of people started to become a
few people at a time, it soon came down to single plucking of people
out of the bowl. Macy for some reason was overseen, maybe they
thought she was dead?
Whatever
the reason, it was finally just her. She was the last one in the
enormous empty bowl that used to hold hundreds if not more.
“Ahhhh,”
The younger woman sighed. “Soooo goooood. You can just feel them
can’t you?”
The
older giantess nodded, sighing the same, “It feels so good…”
“Oh,
mom, there’s one left…”
Macy
closed her eyes as she knew that it was just a matter of time. She
almost wished she was one of the first few eaten, so she didn’t
have to listen to the pain and torment the others went through. How
could she be the only one left? It almost seemed impossible, but here
she was.
“Doesn’t
seem to be moving,” The mother spoke.
“She’s
just pretending to be dead. Those are like the least fun ones. You
can have her.”
Macy
didn’t want to know what she meant by “least fun ones” but soon
two large fingers were picking up her limp body. Macy opened her eyes
to see herself being pulled toward the older woman. Macy couldn’t
help but see the attractiveness to the woman. Something that gave off
a nice motherly and loving vibe, how she didn’t notice till she was
staring at this face moments before her death was beyond Macy.
However it glowed with adult beauty and glory. Macy almost forgot how
many poor unfortunate souls ended up dead because of this gorgeous
face. Hell… Macy nearly forgot what was gonna happen to her.
“No
no no, please don’t eat me!” Macy cried out. The large woman
didn't seem to hear.
Macy
was slowly brought closer to those lush lips before they parted. The
hard shiny teeth opening only made Macy start to cry as she was soon
pushed past them. The slippery slimy tongue slurped up Macy from the
two fingers with such ease it was almost comical. She was hit by a
wave of saliva as she was sucked off the two digits holding her. Soon
another nasty surge of liquid goo covered her. The smell of iron and
other scents hit her hard as she was being carried off by the new
current of fluids. Macy struggled the best she could but it was
overwhelming as the tongue moved and pushed her around into more
muck. Finally it happened, Macy was shoved down something like a
tunnel and into what could only be a Goddess gut, where she would
meet her doom.
Raguel
swallowed the last mortal into her belly. She didn’t want to tell
her daughter, but she really enjoyed feeling them move in her belly.
Seeing as it was the last one, Raguel made sure to weaken her
digestion drastically. Being the last one, she wanted to savor it for
a little longer than before.
“Well,
this sure was fun,” Raguel said, leaning back sighing. “I didn’t
know this was something you did.”
“Only
on rare occasions,” Eleona said, reflecting her mother’s
attitude.
“I
have to wonder… won’t the mortals miss this city,” Raguel
asked, gesturing around at the destroyed city and now void of mortal
life in it, parts still crumbling from their destruction as they sat
there.
“They
have plenty,” Eleona laughed at her joking comment. Eleona didn’t
care to elaborate that many times the mortals usually came up with
their very own narrative about a city being destroyed. Some bizarre
or natural disaster destroying these cities. Meteor, earthquake,
volcano, or even a freak Hurricane. Leave it to the mortals to come
up with some explanation for the God's work.
“Interesting,
so how often do you… purge?” Raguel asked.
“Mmm,
like at least a few times a month. Depends on how many people are in
the mortal world. Gotta make sure they don’t overpopulate too
much,” Eleona explained.
“Oh,
well… that sounds like a lot of work for just a single goddess to
do,” Eleona said, doing her best not to imply anything.
“Oh,
really now? Mom… what are you trying to say,” Eleona leaned in on
the table and rested her head on her hands as she smirked at her
mother. “Something you want to ask me?”
“Well,”
Raguel said, trying not to seem too interested in the idea, “I’m
just saying… Maybe… I could… you know… help out… a little.
I mean I WAS the goddess of the afterlife. I wouldn’t be against
helping my daughter with her duties.”
Eleona
happily smiled at her mother, “Well, I don’t see any issue with
spending a day or two once a month together, just us spending time
having some mortal fun. Especially if you had so much fun today,
right?”
Raguel
smiled as she leaned back in her chair, “Oh yes, this was a lot of
fun.”
Horgoth
watched his wife, queen of the gods, come into the bedchamber happy.
“Had a pleasant day?”
“Actually
yes,” Raguel responded, still smiling as she headed to her side of
the bed.
Horgoth
laughed, “Good, good! See, I knew that’s all you needed. Some
good old, mother daughter time together. What did you all do?”
“Oh
nothing too fancy, just OUR jobs as Goddess of the afterlife. I
forgot how much I enjoyed the job.” Raguel said, pulling the covers
up as she prepared for some sleep. “Eleona told me I can come by
again very soon, for some more mother daughter time.”
“I
take it you both had a good time,” Horgoth asked.
Raguel
turned on her side, away from Horgoth as she slowly rubbed her belly
with the single soul still trapped inside it. The little panicked
tickling sensation that Raguel felt was a belly full of butterflies
going off inside her. “Oh it was an amazing time, you have no
idea.”
Macy
sobbed as she felt her chamber turn and she went tumbling into
another pool of acid. The chemicals smelled like vomit and other
disgusting things. However it didn’t burn… well not as bad as she
thought it should have. It was in fact a very irritatingly slow
itching sensation, a discomforting sunburn as she felt the sensation
all over skin. Her clothes were slowly falling apart leaving more
skin exposed to the horrible environment. This wasn’t the only
horrible thing, the sounds of a living person’s body filled her
ears. There were sounds of rumbling talking, breathing, heart beat,
stomach grumbles, and countless other noises Macy couldn’t point
out. All she could do was stay stuck in th the stinky smelly stomach
pit of some fucked up giant woman. The chamber walls around her moved
and pressed in around her, making the space smaller as Macy couldn’t
help but be pushed around. How long was she gonna be left alive in
here? Even the air, as foul as it smelled, had plenty of oxygen for
her to breathe for the past several hours. It was almost as if she
was being kept alive for the pure amusement of her tormentor.
However, that was impossible…
The
low rumbling of something gurgling could be heard before another wave
of stomach muck dripped down on Macy’s body making her skin crawl
and complain from the every itchy and biting sensation. Why was Macy
still alive? There was no way someone could make sure she stayed
alive but still suffer like this, right?
However,
Macy would never get a response, as she stewed away in the stomach of
her unknown Goddess. One that was thinking the single human mortal
would enjoy this long and torturous situation as a blissful afterlife
in her Godly stomach before going to the actual afterlife. Macy would
soon learn that she would be getting the worst treatment of all as
she would last until the Goddess’ next purge. Something that
wouldn’t be coming for a while now.
Smiling,
the Goddess whispered ever so quietly, “Enjoy your time, little
one.”