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Here's that vore scene you've all ben waiting for!
Strong-arm stood on the top on an office building and was dangling two hostages over the side of it. Andrei, Alice, the police, and Sandra towering above them all, approached the building adding an additional twenty-five feet to her height.“Stop,” Strong-arm shouted, “I only want her!” The Police and Andrei quickly backed off. Sandra walked forward. She grew to a hundred feet in order to see Strong-arm eye to eye.“Let them go,” she ordered, “they’ don’t mean anything to you.”“But they mean everything to you.” replied Strong-arm.“If this is about what happened yesterday let me just say I was trying to help you out.”“You stole my pride,” snapped Strong-arm, “you destroyed my dignity!”Sandra could help but roll her eyes at that statement. While she was aware of dire situation she was in, she couldn’t help but feel that Strong-arms reasoning made him more than a little pathetic. “Someone needs a trip on the waabulance,” she said under her breath.“I heard that bitch,” Strong-arm shouted. His eyes then focused on condemned hotel behind her.Come on Frank, he thought to himself. I haven’t got all day. Where are you?       Alice, along with the Dark Enforcer and the police, watched the whole event unfold from the sidelines. After seven minutes of repetitive exchanges, Alice noticed that someone was jumping from rooftop to rooftop and then settled on the old Antwiler Hotel. Alice turned to the Dark Enforcer and took him aside. “I think I saw Frank,” with those words, Alice had Andrei’s undivided attention.“Where,” he asked. Alice pointed to the hotel. Andrei the turned to the police but Alice pulled him back. “No,” said Alice, “I think we need to do this ourselves.”“Understood,” replied Andrei. The two of them quickly approached the side of the hotel. Andrei took out a grappling hook gun. He aimed it at the roof and fired it. There was a slight tug as the hook reached its destination. “Grab on,” he ordered Alice. She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly. Andrei then flipped a switch on the gun. The two of them then began to be pulled up to the roof of the building.  They were mere inches from the edge of the roof when Andrei flipped the switch again and the ascent stopped. The two of them grabbed the ledge and pulled themselves up onto the roof. There before them was Frank. He was setting up an old WW II era anti-tank gun. Next to him was a familiar looking briefcase. “Ok,” Alice whispered to Andrei, “head back down, I’ll deal with this.”“Way ahead of you,” Andrei replied. He then repelled back down the building. She then approached Frank and grabbed his shoulder. He turned around in shock, but his look of surprise faded when he locked eyes with Alice. “I should have known you’d come for her,” he gloated. “Actually,” said Alice, “I want you to take a look at something,” and with that the produced a hundred dollar bill from her pocket and handed it to Frank.  As soon as he grasped the dollar he noticed something strange about it.  He felt it for a bit and then said to Alice, “it’s fake.”“And I saw it fall out of that,” said Alice as she pointed to the briefcase.  Frank looked down at the briefcase and for the first time Frank had a look of concern on his face. He opened it up and began feeling the money. His look of concern turned to horror. “They’re all fake,” he gasped, “they’re fake.”His look of horror turned to rage and he lifted up his anti-tank rifle. Alice backed off and began to open her hand bag.“Strong-arm,” he shouted.      Sandra and Strong-arm turned towards the cry’s location. Frank stood on a building behind Sandra, brandishing a massive rifle. “You back stabbing son of a bitch!” He fired.  Strong-arm leaped out of the way as the shot struck the roof the building he was on. As Frank was re-positioning his rifle, Strong-arm held up his two hostages in front of him as human shields. Sandra gasped when she saw this. She then turned to Frank and then leapt up in front of him as he fired the weapon again. As Sandra landed she put her hand to her chest and didn’t find a wound on her. While she was puzzled, she gave herself little time to think about it and she immediately grabbed Frank. Still holding the rifle, Frank fired the weapons remaining rounds at Sandra. The bullets seemed to hit her but no wounds appeared on her. Instead, light orange flashes appeared were the bullets should have struck and nothing more. Sandra tossed Frank to the ground (she was aware that he would survive) and then reached her arm out to grab Strong-arm. He leaped onto the side of the building next to it and dropped one of his hostages.  Sandra gasped and a snatched the falling body out of the air. She opened her hands and saw that it was her father. He was shaken up, but mostly unharmed. “Sandy,” he asked. “Dad,” Sandra cried happily. “Don’t celebrate yet honey, “he responded, “I’ve been drugged.”She then saw Strong-arm jump from building to building, holding Kyle in his arm who screaming for dear life. “Hold on Dad,” she ordered. Sandra along with the police and Andrei gave chase.      Frank picked himself up off the pavement, dazed and slightly confused. “Damn bitch,” he growled. Just then, he heard a loud thump behind him. He turned around saw Alice, now 100 ft tall and wearing her old costume. She violently plucked him up and held him up to her face.“I’ve been waiting a long time for this,” she said coldly.“Figures,” Frank sighed. Alice then tossed him into her mouth. She chewed him and she felt his bones crack inside her mouth. The whole process was much less satisfying then she hopped. What was to be sweet revenge became an endurance due the taste. The god awful taste. She then promptly swallowed what was left of Frank and then gasped.      They told me it would work! That thought echoed in Strong-arms head as he ran from his pressures. He stopped dead in his tracks, figuring that it would be a good idea to stand his ground and fight. He tossed his hostage aside on the sidewalk and turned to his pressures. He looked to his right and saw tanker truck with the words “CAUTION: flammable” written on the tank. He marched over to it and picked up the tanker. He then laid it on its side and pushed it.       “Oh shit,” snapped Sandra. She and her companions stopped as the tanker slid, sending sparks flying. Small gashes in the tank’s hull appeared and gasoline spilled out. Flames engulfed the tank. Sandra quickly set her father down and leapt on top of the tank and as soon as she landed, it exploded. Sandra however, managed to get up without a scratch on her. Suddenly a car hit Sandra in the head. She stumbled and drooped her father. Thinking fast, he coated himself in a force field, thus breaking his fall. Granted, that isn’t saying much given that the drug in Robert’s system made the force field unstable. Andrei rushed up to him.“Bob,” he cried. “I’m alright,” Robert replied. “Sandra?”“I’m fine,” her daughter replied. Strong-arm continued to throw cars at them. “That’s it,” said Sandra angrily. “No more screwing around. Come on, let’s take him!”Robert nodded in approval and the two of them charged forward while the police stayed behind to call in a Sedation Team.       Sandra delivered the first blow; she slammed her foot onto Strong-arm. She then got up and prepared to throw her foot on him but Strong-arm quickly got out of the way. However, he was then knocked down when Andrei rammed him with his cycle. As he came around for another pass, Strong-arm ripped off the hubcap of a nearby car and threw it like a frizzbe at Andrei. It hit him in the head and he fell of his bike. Sandra reached out to grab Strong-arm but her bulky yet nimble opponent leaped out of the way uppercutted Sandra. He then turned his attention to Andrei who was regaining his footing. He ran over to him and prepared to dropkick Andrei. Suddenly, Alice leaped out and slammed her fist into Strong-arm, sending him into the pavement. The sheer weight of the hundred foot woman gave Strong-arm whiplash. Sandra and Andrei quickly turned their attention to her. Strong-arm got up and shouted “What the hell are you doing here?”“I believe I’m doing what they call in pro wrestling, a run in,” replied Alice. Strong-arm jumped up to deliver and punch to her jaw but Sandra smacked him out of the air. She then picked Strong-arm off the pavement and held him in both hands. She could feel him struggling and was close to losing him when Alice put her hands over hers. “Thanks,” said Sandra. “What happened to Frank?”Alice meekly whispered into Sandra’s ear about the dead she did.“You didn’t,” Sandra replied in awe. Alice nodded and said, “I did.” Before Alice could continue, a sedation team arrived and the two giantesses handed Strong-arm over to them. After that, Sandra asked her out of morbid curiosity, “How’d he taste?”“Not good,” Alice replied grimly, “the taste is lingering. I think I need a cargo plane full of Scope to get rid of it.”“Now where’s Kyle?” Sandra asked. Alice pointed over to a Honda that had someone under it. She lifted up the car and found Kyle curled up and quivering. Sandra smiled and picked him up. “Are you ok? She asked her boyfriend. “I don’t know,” replied Kyle meekly. Sandra chuckled and held him up to her chest like he was a small doll. “You’re still up for tomorrow right?” she asked.“Don’t worry, I am.” He replied. Alice then joined her.“Were did you find that little cutey?” She asked Sandra. Before she could reply he heard the familiar voice of Andrei shout, “Hey!” Sandra looked down and saw Andrei looking more than a little banged up. “You did well,” he said. “You did real well tonight.”Sandra just smiled and said, “Thanks.”
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