The village of Konoha lay nearby, your great nose could make out not only the scent of the village itself, but of many of it's individual residents. You were feeling extremelly hungry, and it should be a good place to start. However, to your surprise, a dark shape rises before you. It appears to be a toad, albeit a massive one. A human with a powerful presence stands atop the toad, but you are nevertheless unconcerned. The fourth Hokage prepares his attempt to subdue you, but you have no intentions of allowing him to succeed. In a fury you leap at the toad, who in turn jumps out of your path, dodging to the side. However you catch yourself in midjump and vault in the opposite direciton. The toad does not have time to escape, and your jaws clamp over his back. The human atop Gamabuta's back is forced into your hot and smelly maw, your tongue batting him back and forth. The flavor is light and fleeting, but pleasurable enough. Rather than focus on swallowing the human alone, you widen your jaws, working them over the back of the struggling toad. He attempts to jump free, but your weight is too much. He is helpless as your jaws slip down, engulfing his upperside. With a playful glint in your eyes you roll back, spreading your throat wide. The hokage is sent plumetting into your stomach, and Gamabuta is flipped over. You feel the kage lightly bump the lining of your stomach, and the acids immediatly flow for him. The churning hot fluids engulf him, and with three futile squirms he is dissolved. Even a powerful human is nothing to the might of your digestive system.
Gamabuta, on the other hand, continues his fight. He can no longer put up real resistance, but continues to wriggle and kick in your mouth. It's actually rather pleasurable, but your too hungry to drag it out. Your muzzle spread even wider, and the toad slides downward. He is wedged between your jaws completely, with a simple crunch you could splinter him, but you want to feel him inside your stomach. You take a deep breath, inhaling the toad's taste a moment, before finally gulping once more. Your throat expands to fit the massive toad down, your belly bulging from his mass; visible from every part of Konoha. You have become a mountain of flesh and fur. Your stomach lurches and kicks as Gamabuta attempts to escape. But you respond only by belching and laying on your side, curling up to enjoy the meal. Your acids grow thicker and thicker, in response to the larger prey, and Gamabuta's struggles grow faster and faster. The acids dissolve away the slick skin, allowing him to see his muscle and bones in the moments before he fully collapses in the acids. You lay in place about fifteen minutes, your powerful stomach not needing a full nap, before raising up. Your stomach is already back to it's normal size, though you still tower over the city. It strikes you a bit odd that no more shinobi have engaged you, but there are no complaints there. With Gamabuta and the Hokage digested, you decide to show the village what happened to it's leader. Turning around you lift your nine silky tails, like a fan to the sky, and give a solid push. Your anus spreads as a tremendous mound of dung begins to slip out. It was not logs, or even a solid pie. It was like releasing a liquidy boiling soup. Letting it out was pure pleasure for you, your bowel filled with delight from the waves of emotion and warmth. To a human, touching it would be deeply unpleasant. It would not burn them physically, unless you wanted it to, but the heat and stench were second to none. You murred in delight as you let out the last of the remains, leaving behind a mound, over thirty feet in height. With the liquidy portions out you worked on the solids, pushing out six turds like giant tree-trunks. Finally feeling relieved, you let out a last fart, blowing the massive stink over the village which will soon be at the mercy of your gullet.