Evelyn and Michelle, two college friends thatmanaged to land an internship in the Saint Minerva hospital. It was perhaps the happiest either had ever been in their entire lives. Not the fact that they landed a job they both deeply desired but they also did it together. A fact that made the two seem inseparable.

Unfortunately, despite their apparent bond, neither one wanted to stay behind alongside the other given their current surroundings. Two gigantic hands placed firm on the floor, opposite of both women.

“Chocolate~” Maya chuckled as she focused on the much rounder Michelle. “Vanilla~” she teased again, now focused on the much smaller, thinner Evelyn. “I’m so glad I found you~”

Mayas blue eyes seemed to illuminate the area around the two interns. Too scared to move they were forced to endure Mayas approaching hand, large enough to hold them both because of their one inch frames.

“So tiny...tiny, tiny~” Maya sung as she lifted both women to her face. “I bet you’ll go pop like popcorn.”

Opening her mouth both interns screamed, bearing witness to the salivating maw of Maya. Even after the maniac closed her mouth, with both women still on her hand, they wouldn’t stop.

“Wait...popcorn does sound nice...” Maya thought, clutching her head in her free hand. “Or maybe just...corn?”

It felt like her mind was racing, several different thoughts entering and exiting faster than the blue haired psycho could grasp.

“No...just hungry...” Maya concluded, her attention returning to both women in her palm. They had ceased screaming, Mayas conclusion reinstilling fear in the both of them, forcing their voices to be caught in their throats. They were afraid they’d be used to deal with Mayas hunger, much like the guard they witnessed get swallowed alive before.

Luckily for both of them that was hardly Mayas plan. “Do either of you know if there’s a cafeteria in this place?”

Thirty minutes later Maya was greedily eating away at her second plate of reheated meatloaf. It tasted horrible, bearing a resemblance more to cooked cardboard then actual, edible food. Still, it was enough to pull Maya from her all too real mental break.

“At least now I know why I ate that security guard.” Maya admitted, cutting into a rather large piece of meat as she did. “Must’ve been hungry. Made poor little Damien taste better than he did...”

She recalled what she did to the poor security guard. How she tormented him as he was in her mouth. Picturing the piece of meat pierced upon her fork as her latest victim she couldn’t help but feel yet another wave of delight course through her body.

“Tasted a lot better than this meatloaf” Maya chuckled as she took another bite. “Really, you all serve this to patients? That’s kind of horrible if you ask me.”

“Horrible?” Michelle thought as she looked upon Maya, frightened and furious towards the titan of a woman. “That’s what you’re fucking concerned about!?”

The two interns had been placed upon the table Maya sat at, within the cafeteria. Small, despite belonging to a rather wealthy hospital. At this point Maya expected it. “You know, there’s something to be said of the American Healthcare System. But for the life of me I just can’t think of anything.”

Evelyn had already begun walking backwards, even before Maya finished her first plate of food. While her friend watched with a mixture of fear and hate it was Evelyn who was determined to get to safety as quickly as possible. It wasn’t until Mayas index finger pinned the one inch woman down without so much as looking at her did she realize how impossible an escape would be.

“Just because I decided against the two of you being a side dish doesn’t mean you’re free to go.” Maya clarified, raising the to her eyes from her ankle. “There’s still something I need from both of you.”

“Anything!” Evelyn shouted, tears falling from her face as she has held upside down by her foot. She recalled what happened to Damien when he agreed to something similar. Still, the intern was grasping at whatever straws she could, hoping that it’d be enough for her to see another day.

“Company.” Maya said simply, lowering the woman back to the table. Both Evelyn and Michelle were confused, unable to think properly on what was asked. “That’s all I want right now.”

Michelle's fear gave way to even more anger, and before she knew it she was shouting up towards the blue haired giant. “Are you fucking serious!? You kill people, and you want fucking company!?” she couldn’t stop herself from shouting, all the while Maya had an uncaring smile upon her face. “Go fuck yourself you six ton whore!”

Evelyn quickly covered her friends mouth, ignoring the pain in her ankle when she felt their life was in danger.

“Six tons?” Maya asked, pushing her plate away and leaning forward. “That’s kind of sad. I thought for sure these puppies would’ve gotten me up to at least eight?” Maya unbuttoned her black overcoat, allowing the red shirt, and by extension her breasts, to stick out more.

They were...rather large. Especially when compared to the two, one inch nurses in front of them. And they only got closer the more Maya leaned forward. To the point where both women feared they’d be crushed underneath them.

“What do you think?” Maya asked, a series of soft chuckles following after. “That look like a six or an eight?”

Maya finally ceased her advance only inches away from crushing the two interns, at least from the point of view. The two, cloth covered mounds rested upon the table, supporting Mayas weight as she practically laid on top of it.

The two woman were well and truly terrified, especially Michelle, now having realized what exactly she’s done to fuck her and Evelyn over.

“Well?” Maya asked again, her smile growing even wider. “I’ve got all day, but you two? Not so much.”

“Definitely an eight!” Evelyn shouted, earning both Michelle's and Maya’s unwavering attention. She hoped this was exactly what the blue haired maniac wanted to hear. “Hell, maybe even a ten!”

Michelle was at a lose for worlds while Maya seemed to enjoy the praise. Perhaps a bit too much as she had to wipe away a line of saliva exiting her mouth.

“Look at you~. Taking initiative. I like that!” Maya praised, showering the terrified woman in compliments. “Though anything after eight just makes me think I look fat. Still, you’re definitely the nicer of the two of you. I think you deserve a reward…”

Without word or warning Maya scooped Evelyn into her hand before tossing her past her shirt collar and in between her breasts, which were held together firmly thanks to a black bra. “You deserve someplace soft and warm while you keep me company!”

Maya squeezed both sides of her chest, ensuring her passenger was as snug as could be when found in such circumstances. Evelyn was absolutely terrified where she was at. This isn’t what she wanted at all. She tried to scream but each time she’d attempt to her mouth found itself full of tit flesh. And the pressure. My god, the pressure was nearly too much. She felt that at any moment she’d pop. Thankfully, it seemed that Maya was still holding herself back. An uphill battle for her quickly deteriorating psyche.

Michelle remained on the table, mortified over what just happened. The motion with which Maya moved her hand and snatched her friend was faster than she ever thought something so large could move. It was mind boggling, the speed of something so large. It defied all reason. Like a monster within a movie.

But this was no movie, nor was Maya a normal type of monster. This was Michelle’s reality. The size of an insect and now possessing the undivided attention of the one she’s annoyed. She could only look at the massive chest before her that currently held her fellow nurse hostage, at an absolute lose for words.

“Jealous?” Maya teased as she loomed over Michelle, her hands fondling her own breasts. “I’d be too if I were in your position. I don’t just do this with everyone.”

Maya poked Michelle's own chest, fondling the shrunken woman's own boobs with her fingers. “But hey, you got a great pair yourself. It’s just so...” Maya poked Michelles rather round stomach. “Easily missed...you should really fix that.”

Insults. The least of Michelles worries. Right now she was concerned for her friend. This maniac was taking care not to crush her, but for how long was the real question.

“You know, with your skin color and shape it’s a wonder I didn’t actually mistake you for chocolate.” Maya taunted further. “Or maybe I did? I’m actually not so sure...”

Maya reached for her fork before pointing it directly towards the intern. “I guess there’s only one way to find out.”

Michelle already knew what was about to happen and began running as far away from the towering woman as she could. A vain attempt made foolish when the fork easily pierced into her leg.

“Is that blood or cherry?” Maya mused, a familiar shade of red filling her cheeks. A wave of delight coursed through her spine, and only increased in intensity the more she saw the tiny woman struggle. Tearing the fork away from the woman's leg Maya watched in sadistic delight as she tried to crawl away. As if to prove how useless that would be Maya leaned forward even more. Until her breath was felt on Michelles back. Her massive tongue sprung out, licking the interns back and leaving a thin line of saliva between the two.

“Not quite like chocolate...” Maya chuckled. “But still a wonderful desert.”

As Maya continued tormenting Michelle, Evelyn was going through hell in between tons of boob flesh. Mayas internal temperature had spiked, almost as if she were in a state of arousal. Or maybe it was just her clothing. Who the hell even wore overcoats anymore.

Whatever the case was, Evelyn was baking alive. She enjoyed a bit of hot weather every now and then, but this heat was just ridiculous. Sweat poured on top of her head as it practically funneled itself in between Mayas tits. And to make matters worse the pressure was getting worse. It was as if Maya completely forgot she was even in there.

“Lady! Stop it! Please!” Evelyn shouted, getting a salty bead of sweat to her mouth as a result. It was no use. Whatever was happening beyond was making Maya deaf to all reason.

A snap was heard just below Evelyn's waste, followed by blinding pain that words could not do justice. Evelyn pushed away as much flesh as she could to see what had happened, horror quickly striking her once she saw her mangled legs. Flattened and bloody, they had given out to the obscene pressure. And they weren't the only ones giving up it seemed. Evelyns arms began creaking, her strength quickly fading as the mounds of tit flesh slowly took up the space she managed to acquire.

Outside Maya toyed at Michelles uniform with her teeth, easily ripping it off revealing the nearly bare skin beneath. “Nice bra” maya complimented, her mind well and tattered, but just coherent enough to focus of the violet undergarment. “Purple looks good on you. Really, it does.”

Back in between her tits Evelyn's arms eventually gave out. Her bones splintered and tore through her skin as all that remained was her torso and head, both of which were quickly giving in to the pressure.

“Please...not like this” Evelyn pleaded. “I’ve never done anything wrong...just please, don't let me die like this!”

Outside of her shirt Maya was ready to scoop Michelle onto her tongue, fully intent on having her as desert. It wasn’t until a sudden red squirt spewed from her collar and onto the table that her attention was drawn elsewhere.

Both women stared at it, trying to process what it was until it finally clicked.

“Oh fuck...” Maya muttered, the madness in her eyes fading away slightly. She peered in between her breasts, parting them so she could see the mangled mess that used to be Evelyn. Barely a stain at this point, their form had flattened to the point that you’d only be able to distinguish up thanks to the accompanying bones.

Did Maya feel guilt? Did she regret unintentionally killing another apparent innocent?

Hardly.

What started as a serious of nervous chuckles eventually gave way to full blown, genuine laughter.

“Really!?” Maya asked with a snort. “That’s how she died!? That’s fucking awesome!”

Her laughter only filled Michelle with a sense of malice she didn’t think possible. This horrible, awful woman so casually shook off death. First Damien and now Evelyn. And she didn’t care one wit for them.

“What...the hell is wrong with you!?” the lone nurse shouted, no longer caring for her own safety. ‘Why? Why are you doing this? What did we do to deserve this!?”

It took some time before Maya was able to calm herself down, her laughing fit hurting her sides and stomach.

“N-nothing...” Maya assured through bated breath. “You all did nothing wrong. You’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“Then why?” Michelle asked again. “Why are you doing this?”

Maya finally composed herself, whipping the blood away from her breasts. She then stroked the side of Michelles body, leaving streaks of blood there. “Because I’m doing this for someone very important to me” She admitted with a smile. “And compared to him, none of you even matter. Not you, not your friend, and not anybody else I find.”

Maya pinched Michelles head, lifting her up well past Mayas shoulders. “And if any of you think otherwise then let me assure you you’re all very, VERY wrong.”

Maya raised the nurse to her mouth, her teeth in full view. Michelle thought this was it. She thought she’d be sucked down the psychopaths throat. That that’s how she’d die. Unfortunately for her Maya had her fill of food, her madness from before subsiding and making way for clearer thoughts.

“On second thought, I think I’ve eaten enough.” Maya said as she dropped Michelle to the floor. The collision was painful, the majority of the nurses bones breaking upon impact. Surprisingly, it wasn’t fatal. A turn of events that Michelle cursed.

The sound of velcro being undone came after, followed by the large thud of a discarded boot.

Michelle was only able to move her head slightly, looking up towards what awaited her.

Mayas tight clad foot loomed overhead, her toes flexing to showcase the bright blue nail polish that was barely viewable beneath the thin black cloth. There was no series of giggles this time. No chuckling or wave of pleasure. No, not this time.

Maya’s mind was clear as she lowered her foot upon the nurse, savoring each pop made. “What was it I said earlier? I wonder if you pop like popcorn? Not really where I thought that conversation would go but hey, it’s all the same to me.”

Even with her body beyond repair Michelle couldn’t accept this. Dying in such a fashion, to some psycho bitch. She tried crawling away in an effort to deny such an outcome. As such her arms were the first to go, Maya placing her big toe upon one and crushing it.

“Well...that certainly sounded like a pop.”

By some grace of whatever divine being was watching over her Michelles pain receptors had all shut off, the damage to her body practically forcing this. But now she couldn hardly move, instead slowly turning onto her back to face the foot above.

Mayas face was just perceivable in between the toes, smiling and uncaring over the pain she was inflicting. Unlike her friend however, Michelle wouldn’t beg. She wouldn’t plead. And when Maya heard neither she couldn’t help but feel an ounce of respect.

Despite that she still waved the nurse off as she lowered her foot, the whole thing covering the one inch woman's entire body. The sound of snapping for whatever bones remained was heard. Blood spewed from Michelles mouth as at any moment she knew everything would end for her.

She didn’t go gently.

“F-f-uck...” she muttered, her voice coming out in between croaks. “Fu...fuck. YOU!”

With that Michelle was paste. Her last words being an insult towards her tormentor. The very same foul language that got her in such a mess.

Lifting her foot Maya admired her handiwork, a string of gore left between the floor and the rising extremity.

“Nice and juicy~” Maya mused. “Just the way I like it.”

Getting rid of her other boot Maya decided it was best she continue without making as much noise as possible. Less likely she’ll have runners that way.

She shrank into her seat, thinking on the two deaths she just caused. They definitely provided the company she craved. Her mind was much clearer now than it was before. At least clear enough that she wouldn’t just toss the head doctor in her mouth the moment she saw him.

“Then again... That does sound like fun~”

Maya shook her head, expelling such thoughts from her mind. “No! Fucking get a hold of yourself Maya! This isn’t for you. This is for him...for him. My one and only...”

Mayas cheeks turned red once more, though for reasons other than her insanity. “I wonder how he’s been doing...has he been scared? Hungry? Have the days been hard for him?”

Mayas thoughts feel to the one she was looking for. She’s killed so many people. More being of a regular size then the small ones here in this hospital. But he was the only one that ever made her feel something other than a desire to kill, maim or mutilate. He made her heart race. Her legs weaker than when she held that little cop in her mouth.

She regretted trying to do to him what she had done to so many others. She understood that now. She wanted to hold him. To kiss him. And maybe, just maybe. Trap him in between her teeth.

Maya could feel her temperature rising. She clawed at her face as she bite her lip, her mind racing with what she could do once she had him back in her waiting hands.

Maya was beaming as she stood from her seat. She threw off her overcoat and gloves not caring about where they landed as she recalled where she needed to go now. “Don’t worry Six. You’re Mayas coming~”