It had been nearly three weeks since Rock had witnessed two of the scariest women in his life devour an armed gang like popcorn. Since then, Revy and Balalaika had not actually fed their ravenous hungers... at least, not on anyone who would be missed. Rock had heard from some of the guys at Hotel Moscow that they didn’t need to worry about making their enemies disappear anymore because their boss did it for them. He wasn’t sure how many enemies and traitors had found their way into the stomach of that terrifying woman, but he wasn’t about to ask her.
Turning his attention back to the scene of utter destruction currently unfolding, he was reminded of just how thankful he was that both Revy and Balalaika seemed to like him and the rest of the Black Lagoon crew.
The current rampage had started that morning when Eda, one of the biggest bitches in town (and one of the main Sisters at the Rip-Off Church) had unceremoniously banged on the Lagoon Crew’s door with a daring and extremely stupid plan. She had pointed out that the now giant ladies were becoming a major problem and that they needed to be sorted out quick. It was then that the still hungover Benny made an observation:
“You are aware that the sales of guns through your church have nearly quadrupled from all the nut-cases who think they can take those two down?”
Eda had responded with her typical middle finger.
“So what if they’ve gone up?! Ain’t no good if our merchandise keeps vanishing down their throats! How are we supposed to resell ‘em?”
Rock remembered sighing at that part.
“So, the reason you're upset isn’t because they're eating your customers, it’s because they devour the guns along with them? What’s your big plan here?”
Eda grinned. “Simple, I’m having a gathering tonight on the main street and everyone’s invited. The Italians, the Triads, the Colombians and even all the other deadbeat mercs and cops. We’ve got nearly 500 guys with enough firepower to bring down the fucking moon. All you guys got to do is get Revy’s drunk, fat ass over there. I’ve already taken care of Balalaika.”
Did Eda actually believe that bullets could hurt those two titans? Having already seen the pair in action, he severely doubted it.
Once the bitch left, Dutch looked over at the door leading to the dock where the titanic Revy was sleeping off a massive amount of alcohol.
“Alright. Benny, you help me wake up Revy and explain what’s happening. We’re gonna make sure no one fucks with her again after this. Rock, you go to Hotel Moscow and explain it to Balalaika and her guys.”
Rock groaned... but he still complied. He arrived at Hotel Moscow’s new HQ, only to be told by Boris that the boss was busy dealing with a problem. Rock wasn’t about to ask what that meant, but he was at least hopeful that he wouldn’t be her next problem.
The meeting went well... even if the giant woman had licked her lips at him a few times. Rock had decided to not bring it up.
“Now Rock, I’m sure you’re aware that we in Hotel Moscow know a trap when we see it... so why did you actually bother coming all this way?”
“It’s simple: how would your men like some target practice?”
Rock's attention was drawn back to the present as he felt the rage-filled eyes of Eda burning into the back of his head. She had been so sure that her plan would work out, but in the end it was a massacre. Every moron who had raised a gun against the two was now slowly dissolving in their monstrous bellies.
Still, even from his vantage point in Balalaika’s grip, he could see this was far more destruction than even he was expecting. With craters and burning cars scattered around, it was clear that even with Hotel Moscow’s incredible firepower, the two titanic ladies were more than enough to deal with the small army.
That said, Rock was still not sure if he should have been terrified by the pair or not.
Tags: Sizeplay, giantess, revenge, destruction, multiple victims, implied vore, science, anime
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Story by darkflame8 |
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Artwork by Altercomics-FRANTIC |
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