ROYAL REWARD: Hex's Big Buffet (Giantess, Food Transformation, Pokémon)

Hex’s stomach rumbled so loudly it snapped her Ghastly out of its slumber. 

Pausing mid-stir of her cauldron, she looked down at herself and rubbed her belly with a frown. She’d known she was hungry, but she hadn’t expected her stomach to protest this loudly. Perhaps it was time for a quick snack…

Unfortunately, when she opened her pantry, she found herself frowning in disappointment. It wasn’t empty–as a matter of fact, it was full–but none of the treats on display inspired her in the slightest. Why did they all seem so small? 

Retreating to her brewing room, she leaned on the side of her cauldron and sighed. She supposed she could cook herself a larger meal, but she really couldn’t be bothered. Maybe she’d grab a quick snack and save the rest of her hunger till dinner. 

A thought occurred to her. Sitting up, she eyed the potions on the shelf. On the other hand, if she didn’t have anything at home, why not eat out? She was in the mood for fast food. And what faster way to get it than to–?

Grinning, she rushed for the shelf. It didn’t take her long to find the potion she wanted. Popping the cork, she went to chug it at once, but common sense arrested her before she could do it. Chastising her own silliness, she rushed out into the woods behind her haunted house, raised the potion to her lips, and downed it in one gulp. 

No sooner had she swallowed the last drop than she felt the first effects. Her stomach churned and her heart pounded and her skin rippled as if something were fighting to escape. Throwing back her head, she gave a wild moan and started to grow, rapidly. The world around her shrank like a deflating balloon as she stretched towards the sky.

By the time she stopped growing, she was so large the clouds crowned her head. She could barely see her house, it was so small in comparison now. Everything seemed so small, from the forest to the mountains to the city in the distance. She felt like a child seeing a model village for the first time. 

Just as she was wondering if she’d gone too far, her stomach rumbled again. This time, it sounded like an earthquake. Grinning to herself, she brushed off her concerns. “Now,” she said, eyeing the nearby city. “Let’s begin.” She set off, shaking the world around her as she walked. 

As she marched, leaving lake after future-lake in her wake, she plucked her spellbook from her cleavage and flicked through it. “Ah, here we are,” she said, finding the spell she’d been searching for. “Now…” 

The city stood scarcely an inch or two from her feet now. In relative terms, anyway–you could have fit a couple of buses end to end in those inches. If she squinted, she could make out its inhabitants running about like so many little ants. A part of her wanted to lean in and squish them. 

Instead, she raised her hands and started to cast her spell. Purple light flew from her fingers and struck the city below her, making streets and buildings and citizens alike shine with the same eldritch glow.

Licking her lips, she spoke the final word of the spell and started to move her hands in a circular motion. In the same instant, the city and all its skyscrapers, all its Pokémarts and -centers seemed to blur like wet paint, swirling around the city center until all their colors seeped into one another. What that remained was chaotic soup, murky and formless.

She continued to stir until the city was nice and smooth. Finally, she raised her hands, and the goo rose, a cylinder of the stuff, slowly settling into a more recognizable. The top curved, rounded out, and the rest of the pillar split into layers, each of which promptly assumed a different color: soft, seeded beige; crunchy green, juicy red; dripping yellow, and a deep, rich, brown, still sizzling. 

Her stomach rumbled. She could barely control herself. Casting aside the last few remnants of the spell, she stooped and snatched the giant Pokéburger out of the crater in the ground, shivering as her fingers sank into its plump bun. Raising it to her lips, she went to take a bite, but before she did, a fun thought occurred to her. Raising it to her eyes, she squinted. And her lips curled into an enormous smile. 

If you looked closely, you could see faces in the surface of the bun, thousands of them, their eyes and mouths alike wide in terror. Removing it, she found an equal number on the lettuce, on the tomato, on the cheese, and thousands upon endless thousands packed ear to ear over the surface of the patty. She didn’t know exactly how many people had been living in the city before her hunger spell, but she had to assume there were millions in her burger.

Grinning, she returned it to her lips, opened wide, and took an enormous bite. Chomp! 

The intoxicating taste of burger filled her mouth, and with it the indescribable knowledge of how many lives she was ending. Even as she chewed, she shivered in delight, trying to imagine how many individual stories she was bringing to an end with each chew. A hundred? A thousand? More? Did it even matter, when she planned to finish the whole thing? With a roar of lust, she opened even wider, her teeth and tongue dripping with saliva, and wrenched another enormous bite out of the burger. 

For the next several minutes, she ended the city’s existence bite by bite, chew by chew, and gulp by gulp, reducing it and all its thousands of occupants to little more than a slurry in her gut, one rapidly bubbling away into nothing. Finally, she swallowed the last bite and released a sigh of delight. “Ah,” she said, falling to her butt and massaging her belly. “Delicious.” 

Now she just had to find a way to wash it down…