Soyaka crunched through the streets, each step killing dozens. A giant hand lashed out and dragged across the side of a skyscraper. Glass and bodies rained from the shattered structure, bouncing off the giantess's thigh and hitting the ground far below. Soyaka bent over and grabbed a bus that lay in her path. It was brought before her black hole of a mouth and dropped in. Her gleaming white molars made short work of the metal vehicle and its occupants, and she sighed contentedly as the salty-sweet lump travelled to her stomach. This was a fairly standard Soyaka introduction as she entered a new city. She had landed months ago and ravaged everything in her path. The Midwest was a dead wasteland. Nothing human lived, and very few things as large as a cow had survived Soyaka's visit. Cities were flattened and small towns simply ceased to exist. Now, the alien moved East. She followed several rail lines in a predictable, orderly, brutal, and scarily fast manner. Anything man-made along the side of the tracks was obliterated. Even the largest towns, boasting almost a million people, were consumed and eradicated in hours. Before any type of evacuation could be mounted, the monster was already at Grand Central Station.
Soyaka admired the structure. The humans had interesting architectural styles. Months doing nothing but crushing it had made her somewhat of an expert. The huge building before her was beautiful in its own, simple way. The technology on her home world had been so much more advanced though. Buildings commonly existed in several realities at once, allowing billions to be housed in a square mile. At least, before she grew to her current size and ate them all. Soyaka had needed years roaming space to work all her fellow species off. But she found glass a charming sensation. The way it cracked at the slightest pressure. The charming tinkle as it cascaded downward. The soft tickling against her thick skin. And the shrieks and screams as her arm descended on the wounded and terrified below. Her massive fingers crushed people, benches, and newsstands before cracking the marble floors. They began to close, causing warm popping sensations as they ran over people not being dragged together. Finally, the nightmarish claw machine pulled its victims up to a charmingly cute face Hell-bent on the extinction of their kind. Her warm breath washed over the people and debris clustered in her hand. The force of it sent everyone backwards, blowing much of the inanimate objects and a few of the people off the edge of her palm. The fall ended mercifully quickly, a much kinder end than what Soyaka would give her victims. They were raised over two full, red lips as they spread apart. Wreckage of bodies and vehicles were visible between monolithic white teeth. A glistening red tongue slithered from the moist cave, ready to accept them. All the refugees held on as long as they could, but inevitably they took the tumble onto the soft and damp muscle. It quickly withdrew inside, and the people trapped on it were washed down into a nightmarish hell scape of a slowly digesting city.
Soyaka burped loudly as the newest voyagers reached her stomach. Covering her mouth self-consciously and blushing slightly, she looked at the rest of the city. Below her people scattered in every direction. The trainstation had erupted like a kicked anthive, and now people flooded the street so thickly that they were being crushed against her feet just by the two massive things being there. The police tried futilely to stop her. Soyaka felt their tiny guns' useless shots hit her thighs and stomach like gnats gently tickling her. She wondered at the courage and stupidity of this planet's occupants. They would never be able to stop her, and yet they still kept trying. A staccato burst of gunfire and an increase in the rate of hits alerted her to the arrival of the SWAT. The giantess found their van, it's occupants still in the process of deploying. With particular savagery, she slammed a foot down on it. The reinforced armor gave way with barely a protest, armored troopers barely even registering. Only the sheer number of people crushed under her step alerted Soyaka to the presence of her attackers.
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