Nature's Wrath and Gluttony- Part 2

Japan's creative solution in dealing with the threat of Godzilla pays off, in a big way! Enjoy folks, and thanks for the support!

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It was a surreal notion, but a year after Godzilla's resurfacing, Japan was scrambling to get their hands on as much nuclear waste as they could find. Ever since a desperate gamble led to the Governor of a small prefecture discovering the great kaiju would gorge himself on nuclear waste, the government had opted to indulge the huge monster. Buying up nuclear waste from the West, the Japanese government had decided to indulge the monster and see how much it would take to finally sate the great beast's appetite.

The exact number was next to impossible to properly calculate, but what was known was that it was approaching hundreds of thousands of tons as every major nuclear power plant in the civilized world was empty of nuclear waste, and Japan had begun trying to talk its allies into giving up some of their nuclear weapons stockpile to keep the beast fed, to no avail. With Godzilla's feast coming to end, the Japanese government was anxious about how the monster would react. A team of researchers and military personnel were sent to the beaches near Tokai, a couple of hours from Tokyo, where Godzilla had settled. Their mission was to ascertain the threat Godzilla represented- and the results were startling.

At first, the research team worried they had somehow ended up on the wrong beach; the coast near Tokai was long and flat, with no hills or seaside cliffs, but the beach seemed to be bisected by a large, round hill that cut into the surf. It was only after a few moments of reconsideration when they realized that round hill was Godzilla himself.

The monumental efforts to sate the monster's hunger had resulted in a truly monumental Godzilla. Already huge, the reptilian king of monsters was bloated into a parade balloon-like parody of himself. His enormous belly could cast entire towns in its shadows as the beast lounged lazily on the sand, a globe that looked large enough to have a gravitational pull. The slightest tremors or gurgling of that titanic gut caused the ground to quake and echoed across the landscape, growing louder than even his once-mighty roar.

Every other part of the monster had inflated nearly beyond recognition, as he had grown to dwarf beached whales in his sheer mass and dimensions. His unfathomably thick tail was half submerged in the surf and sea water, looking like an oil tanker had run aground, while his flabby, earth-shaking legs laid limp, pushed to the sides by his all-consuming stomach. His arms were smothered under layers of flab, and even the monster's draconic jaw had become soft, puffy, and doughy.

Cautiously, the research team approached the monster. No one had ever been able to get this close to Godzilla without greatly imperiling their lives. In the shadow of the flabby reptile, they conducted their tests- if Godzilla even noticed them chipping away at his scales, he had grown too flabby and lazy to care. One bold researcher, Haruo Tazuka, even got close enough to confirm Godzilla saw him, scaling the blubbery folds of his pillow-like chest to make eye contact. The monster let out a plaintive groan before resting his head back and closing his eyes.

The research team concluded their report shortly thereafter- Godzilla had been made completely docile. He was so fat and overfed, even pampered, he could be considered to have been tamed by the Japanese government. The only question that remained was what to do with him? And what would happen if and when he got hungry again? The Prime Minister eventually decided that Godzilla should be fed at every possible opportunity- the more well-fed he was, the less of a threat he represented to Japan.

So the project began- Godzilla remained exactly where he was, sprawled out on the beach, the scourge of a nation turned into its nuclear waste disposal. The once mighty kaiju had been turned into an overly spoiled, pampered pet- his enormous tail would slap the water, wagging as energetically as he could muster, creating energetic waves that curiously attracted surfers and beachgoers. He would hold open his gaping maw expectantly, plaintively whining and clawed hands patting his still-growing belly. Entire teams were needed to transport his preferred food, construct a crane to raise it up to his mouth, and otherwise tend to him. This was followed by crowds of curious tourists who had to see what the great beast was like, and the dizzying size he was growing to.

It soon became clear that Godzilla, gluttonous beast he had become, was far more intelligent than was originally believed- the researcher Haruo Tazuka took over the team responsible for discerning his mood, wants and needs, and even established a communication system with Godzilla- even though he couldn't talk, through a series of lazy waves of his flabby claws, plaintive grunts, and even slapping his gelatinous belly, sending ripples across his humongous body, Godzilla learned to communicate with his caretakers.

Soon, he made it known how comfortable he had become in his new routine, and how happy he was to be fed as much as could be found. This was interspersed with idle threats of stomping on Tokyo or devouring the countryside, but the research team soon learned to take it as Godzilla making a joke- with his legs now wider than they were round and hanging limp and useless at his overstuffed, bloated sides, his bloated, multi-ton belly weighing him down and pinning him to the ground, it was apparent to all that Godzilla wasn't going anywhere. Tourists and entrepreneurs continued to come in droves, craning their necks to get a sense of the sheer size of the beast before them, offering to pay to feed him themselves or even get close enough to communicate with Godzilla as the research team did. The money this generated would make sure that Godzilla would be well cared for, for years to come. Thus, as he went from terrifying threat to scientific curiosity, to eventual tourist attraction, no one, least of all Godzilla, seemed to mind in the least.