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Monstrous Appetite

By Dragonien

Baking has always been one of Kinachi's favorite hobbies. His love of creating delicious pastries and cakes, turning seemingly mundane ingredients into lavishly decorated masterpieces, was the reason he chose to be a baker when he grew up. Unfortunately, it was also one of the biggest reasons he never seemed to be able to keep his weight down. It's a bit difficult to stick to any kind of reasonable diet when your daily routine is spending hours around delectable sugary treats. You try staring at multi-layer wedding cakes, jam filled croissants and bite sized cupcakes all day long and resist taking a taste here or there for yourself every so often. Not that Kinachi could really have been called small even if they had kept to a strict diet. Being right at eight feet tall even if the pink-shaded lugia had a petite build they still would have weighed at least a couple hundred pounds so his chubby self's weight was closer to four digits than two.

Today was a bit different, however. Monday through Saturday were the days his bakery was open to the public, but Sunday was the day he closed shop and cooked for himself. He called it his experimentation day where he would test new recipes or try new elaborate decorations but more often than not it ended up being little more than a glorified excuse for him to indulge himself in sugary treats. But this Sunday was one that he actually intended to experiment. The day before he had received a package in the mail promoting themselves as some new organic food provider. They had sent him a small sample bag of a sugar substitute that the note provided had promised to have a life altering effect when it was used in one of his pastries. There wasn't much of it so Kinachi had chosen to mix up a small batch of bright red frosting and decorate a cupcake with it.

As he waddled his plump self around the kitchen he couldn't help but sigh happily at the scent of freshly baking dough filling the air. By the time the cupcake's breading was done and he was starting to decorate it he was half tempted to throw patience to the wind and just dunk the cupcake into the frosting bowl and down the whole thing in a gluttonous mess. Normally he had better self-control that but something about the scent of the new icing was making him absolutely ravenous. Which made it all the more disappointing when he downed the small cupcake in two quick bites and found the icing was rather bland and disappointing. It wasn't bad by any means but it was barely discernible in taste from normal icing. If anything, all it had really done was make him hungry for something a bit more fulfilling.

Giving up on the new icing Kinachi decided to make something a bit more traditional, something he knew he'd like as a treat for himself. As much as he loved baking for others at the end of the day nothing was more satisfying and rewarding than creating an elaborate baked masterpiece all for himself. As he separated and prepared the ingredients to mix together he idly reached for one of the prepared muffins he kept in a basket on one of the nearby countertops. Today's flavor was blueberry and he couldn't resist sighing blissfully when he bit into the muffin and felt his teeth bite through one of the blueberries, setting off an explosion of fruity sweetness in his mouth to accent the earthier taste of the breading. The first muffin had tasted so good that he already had gobbled down a second one before he even realized it! It took a lot more willpower than he expected to not reach for a third and instead go back to mixing together the batter for his latest cake. He should have been more surprised than he was when, the moment his mind had started to wander, that he looked down to find himself halfway through stuffing another muffin in his mouth. Instead of surprise, though, all he felt was an increasing sense of dissatisfaction.

It was an odd sensation, one that he struggled to put thoughts to. The muffin was just as tasty as always but somehow it didn't seem to sate the crafting he had for it. If anything eating the muffin had only made him want more. Yet even as a fourth, then a fifth muffin found its way into his mouth, each one just as tasty as the last, he found himself not just wanting another one but actively frustrated the last one hadn't sated his craving. It was like drinking water from a jug and feeling the water moistening the dried out insides of his mouth and throat but somehow not actually sating his thirst. By the time the whole basket of a dozen muffins were gone Kinachi found himself snatching up cupcakes one after another off of a nearby cooling tray in hopes that the sweeter breading and addition of icing would be enough to sate the increasingly frustrating craving the Lugia felt himself drowning in. One cupcake became two, then four until nearly a dozen of them had disappeared down his gullet just like the muffins had. Then, like snapping out of a half-daydreaming state, Kinachi seemed to abruptly jerk back to full awareness of his surroundings. He stared down at his fingers, still caked in crumbs and bits of frosting.

"What the?..." he said aloud to the empty room, confused at his own actions.

He clearly remembered his little eating binge, but he couldn't seem to quite stick the pieces together to figure out why he had what had caused it in the first place or why he had been so desperate to gorge himself. It was like when you can remember certain parts of a dream with absolute clarity but have important contextual bits of an otherwise plausible and believable story or scenario that made it make sense missing from memory. What was even stranger was that when he started trying harder to recall why he had acted the way he did he felt that hunger that had started it surge upwards again. His mind seemed to slip backwards a half step back towards that same state of mind he had been in and he reflexively pulled away from it. Something strange was going on and he was starting to get worried. Had there been something in that icing? Maybe there was a gas leak? It felt like he was on the edge of a bad trip. Unfortunately Kinachi did what he usually did when he was stressed out and needed to relax or think: he reached for a pastry.

The moment the cookie was in his hand he felt himself sliding back into that odd state of mind again. His vision seemed to glaze over slightly as brighter colors became more pronounced and scents sharpened in intensity to his nose. the sweetness of syrups and icings filling the air mixing with the earthier scent of baking bread and dough assaulted him like a punch in the face. He didn't even notice that he was drooling as he started to stuff more cookies off of the nearby plate into his mouth a handful at a time. As the sense of fullness in his stomach intensified something odd began to happen. Rather than pushing him towards the limit of what his body should be able to take and trying to trigger his gag reflex like what would normally happen to most people when they overate, Kinachi began to change.

It was subtle at first. Anyone watching wouldn't even have noticed, especially over the more eye catching spectacle of him shoveling cookies into his mouth. His apron began to pull taunt around his middle while the tie began to dig into the small of his back and the shoulder straps pulled down against his shoulder joints. Kinachi wasn't exactly a lightweight and his belly had always protruded a noteworthy amount out in front of him but with each passing second it began to slowly stretch out more and more underneath the front of his apron. As if that wasn't odd enough, the rest of his body seemed to be stretching outwards in all directions as if trying to keep up with the lugia's burgeoning belly. His shoulders widened fractions of an inch at a time, his feet spread across the floor as they grew longer and thicker and his head even began to ever so slowly inch towards the vaulted ceiling. Not that Kinachi was paying enough attention to notice how much tighter his apron had become. He was too busy happily munching away at a slice of cake he had pre-packaged for sale tomorrow. it didn't even register to him, as his maw opened wide and simply bit down on the entire piece of cake from above, that it was wrapped in thin plastic shrink-wrap and that too ended up disappearing down his gullet along with the cake. The biggest red flag, though, should have been the sharp cracking sound of the ceramic plate the piece of cake had been on having a large bite taken out of it.

Kinachi knew something was wrong, somewhere in his head at least. There was that voice still yelling that he needed to get control of himself and stop eating but with each passing second it seemed to fade away into the background, like someone was slowly turning the volume dial down on his worries. He knew he should have been curious as to why his teeth felt a bit thicker in his mouth, pressing a bit more against the inside of his lips and gums, as well feeling noticeably heavier every time he worked his jaw. He should have been concerned that He had already eaten far more than a meal's worth of sugary treats yet, while he could feel the contents filling his stomach, it neither sated his craving nor seemed to fully fill him anymore. And most importantly, he should have been confused and worried that he had taken a bite out of hardened ceramic like it had been nothing more than a hardened cookie. Instead, he found himself giggling softly to himself as he stared down at the bite mark missing from the cookie.

"heheh... that tasted terrible."

It felt almost like he was somehow drunk, high, and who knew what else all at the same time. His mind couldn't seem to grip on to concerning concepts any easier than you could grab a handful of water in your first and trying to only seemed to amuse him. The fact that his teeth had been able to bite through ceramic with little issue wasn't worrying to him, it was just funny. The discomfort of his apron straining around his girth wasn't annoying, it was an amusing sensation like that faint tingle you feel when putting your fingers on a Tesla ball. In fact, the only concern that his mind did seem able to latch onto was that he was still hungry.

As he reached for another pre-wrapped piece of cake this time he simply bit into the entire thing, plate and all. To his addled mind the plate was just a less desirable piece of the food that was too inconvenient to bother trying to remove or eat around, like the crust on a piece of pizza. The plastic wrapping was just a less desirable topping he barely tasted and the icing and cake itself was the delicious reward for putting up with the less palatable parts of the snack. The more he ate, though, the more he wanted to eat. Those 'less palatable' parts of the snacks he was eating only made him crave the good bits that much more. Which was when he set his sights on the wedding cake.

The gigantic four layer crime against dentistry had been Kinachi's pride and joy, only having the last bits of decorative icing added to it last night. Each layer was well over a foot thick not counting the lush layer of icing, and the entire thing was nearly as tall as a fully-grown person! Even the bride and groom decorations on the top of the cake were made of solid hardened chocolate. Of course, as the slowly mutating Lugia lumbered closer to the cake it barely registered that where the top of the cake previously had towered easily a couple of feet over his head where it sat on the counter, now he was easily looking down at the chin-high cake and staring the edible figurines face to face. It simply hadn't registered to the Lugia that he was still growing, still changing. That his apron was now riding up over his rounded midsection, not long enough to cover him fully anymore. All that he really seemed to notice was how tasty the bright coloration of the cakes frosting looked, and how good the hard-chocolate figurines smelled with his nostrils so close to them. After wiping away a line of drool he barely noticed was trickling down one side of his mouth the Lugia struck.

His head jerked forward, jaw snapping like a striking snake and grabbing the groom's figurine in his jaws. Tipping his chin upwards, his maw opened wide and let the chocolate figure slide its way down the back of his throat. Powerful muscles along his throat and neck clenched and squeezed around the figurine, warping and mis-shaping it's limbs even as Kinachi's internal temperatures began to melt the chocolate. In less than three seconds the entire 'person' had been swallowed whole and barely given a thought before he turned his gaze towards the bride. This one he reached out and plucked off the top of the cake. He couldn't help but grin stupidly for a moment at the tiny candy person held in their hand as thoughts of King Kong filtered through his addled mind. Then his stomach growled insistently and those thoughts too were pushed aside in favor of the chocolate person being shoved in his mouth without hesitation. With the appetizers devoured, Kinachi didn't even bother with tact or table manners before diving, quite literally, face first into the cake.

His muzzle stuffed itself right into the middle two layers, scooping out huge mouthfuls of icing and breading like a piece of heavy machinery gouging chunks of dirt and rock out of the earth. Mouthful after mouthful disappeared down his greedy gullet as icing clung to the sides of his face, only to be licked cleaned when he took a moment to catch his breath between bites. He didn't even notice as the changes that had started to overtake his body rapidly began to progress the more that he ate. The shoulder straps of his apron snapped off as the girth and width of his upper body became too much for it. The strong tied around his back split apart as even the narrower width of his upper torso became too broad for it, much less the burgeoning swell of his gut that it had already ridden up over. Some of the tiles he was standing on even started to crack apart as his increasing weight became too much for the ceramic. His teeth lengthened slightly while becoming far denser and stronger than they ever should have been able to be normally while taunt, new sinew wound itself into his jaw muscles to give him jaw strength rivaling a firefighter's jaws of life. Not that Kinachi noticed, even when he reached the bottom of the cake and his newly augmented muzzle bit straight through the metal prep table like it were tinfoil and chewed it up along with a mouthful of cake.

When he finally finished off the cake (And a good portion of the prep table it had been sitting on) he slumped back on his ass with a thud that visibly shook the room. Cooking utensils hanging from the walls clanged and clattered to the floor as the localized quake knocked them from their settings. Though, Kinachi's attention was much more readily grabbed by watching the resonating quakes that were rolling through a large plate full of jello he could see through the refrigerator's glass door than the utensils hitting the ground. For a moment he felt sated enough that he was able to resist the urge to rise and continue his feast. In that moment he was content with the sense of fullness and the pleasant stimulation of rubbing his arms and hands across his visibly engorged belly. Then the moment passed and his mutated digestive system caused a loud gurgle to rumble from his gut. He swore he actually felt his stomach deflate from the unnaturally fast digestion that caught up with his stomach's contents and soon he was salivating at the thought of more food as hunger overtook him once more.

From there it became a downwards spiral of gluttony for the Lugia. Whatever had jump-started this unnatural mutation in him seemed hellbent on not just urging him to eat as much as he possibly could but augmenting his body to be able to eat as much as he could. At first it had just been speeding up his digestion to make room for more but as Kinachi had eaten his body had begun to enlarge itself to make it easier to eat more at once. Then had come the changes to his digestive system that let him process less 'digestible' foods like plastic, followed by his jaw and teeth morphing to become strong and durable enough to bite through ceramic and then stainless steel with little effort. It was like his entire body and every system in it was acting like muscles after a workout; breaking themselves down only to build themselves back up better than they were before to better meet future challenges. The only thing that saved him from the increasing discomfort and pain that such drastic and unnatural alterations to his body should be causing was the massive overproduction of endorphins flooding his body like a drug. Ironically his endorphin glans were the first thing that had mutated after he hadn't found the pleasure as he had desired in that first cupcake and now their overproduction was the primary cause of the disconnected, inebriated state that led to him eating the inedible things his body changed to accommodate.

It wasn't long before the kitchen had been picked clean of all of the legitimate edibles in it, not that the lack of edible food stopped there from being giant bite marks out of everything from spatulas to mixing bowls to the tables and counter-tops. The lack of tasty edibles only fueled the modification to Kinachi's brain chemistry that flooded him with the positive reinforcement that he desired as every time he found himself eating through a tasteless metal pan or a bland-tasting wooden stand his body pushed more endorphins through him to compensate for the lack of satisfaction that was normally associated with eating tasty food. What hadn't had large bites taken out of it was rapidly being smashed apart or crushed by Kinachi's growing bulk. His body was in overdrive processing all of the materials he was eating, using the majority of them to build his body up bigger and stronger with every passing second. Some of it however, mostly the tasty bits he still got his hands on, found themselves being stored as excess sugars on his frame. He was visibly getting fatter with each passing minute, which just spurred his body on to make itself larger and more powerful to help carry the additional excess weight he was putting on. The lugia had become a runaway chain reaction of cause and effect that forced him to eat to grow then to grow so he could eat more. Barely ten minutes after the first cupcake had been consumed his bakery could no longer contain either his appetite, nor his growing bulk.

People living in major cities think they've seen everything. That nothing from bad weather to awful traffic to weird news stories could possibly surprise them. Then those people find themselves desperately running down the street in terror from a hundred-foot tall pink lugia.

Kinachi had grown immensely in the last few minutes. After the destruction of his bakery, the majority of which had disappeared down his gullet as he ate through the walls like they were the remnants of a gingerbread house, he had stumbled his way out into the middle of the intersection his bakery sat in a corner of. People all around had been confused and concerned at the growing sounds of destruction coming from inside of the building but all of them had gone full-panic the moment a head the size of a refrigerator smashed through one of the bakery walls. Kinachi had been unconcerned with the people or their screaming. Instead, his gaze had been drawn to the small convenience store across the street from his bakery. His body was still in the throes of a particularly intense 'rebuilding' as it processed all of the concrete, wood, plaster and other miscellaneous building supplies that had once been the walls of his bakery and it seemed unwilling to move itself closer. Instead, Kinachi found himself giggling aloud about how much he loved having a long neck as he stretched it out the last couple of feet to smash his muzzle clean through the glass doors of the convenience store.

Several people were inside the store either hiding in corners or behind the checkout counter. To all of their relief they seemed to be completely ignored as the gigantic Lugia's head pushed itself deeper into the building and causing further damage to the warped metal door-frame in the process. His maw opened wide, exposing much sharper and more intimidating teeth than any Lugia normally might have, and extended a tongue as wide as a body pillow and half again as long out towards the shelves. Entire displays worth of chips, candy bars, peanuts, and all other assortments of snack foods were scooped into the ravenous Pokémon's maw as if the tongue were an arm scooping things into a cart by the shelf-full. Everyone trapped inside with the gluttonous Lugia's head got an up close and personal view of watching him devour everything within reach, wrappers and all. As if that hadn't been enough to unnerve them, they also got a front row seat watching the Lugia's head and neck periodically bulge and thicken, visibly growing larger in inconsistent little bursts as his body processed everything he was eating.

They heard the metal frame of the sliding double doors in the entrance creak and groan as Kinachi's neck visibly thickened and pushed the frame farther apart with its girth. They watched as the previously refrigerator sized head burgeoned larger and thicker in between mouthfuls which let it reach that much further into the store for more food. By the time the store had been all but emptied of not just food, but most of its shelves and stands which had been swallowed along with their contents, the monstrous Lugia's head was closer to the size of a small SUV rather than a refrigerator. Not a single person inside the store didn't have their mind wander at least briefly over the thought of how easily that enormous muzzle could have swallowed them whole like the candy bars it had been swallowing, wrapper and all, moments earlier. Much to their collective relief the enlarged muzzle started to retract itself from the building before it considered adding them to the menu. That relief was soured slightly when the beast's head partially caved in the front wall of the building as it retracted through a now far too small opening and left them all trapped inside.

Kinachi let out a contented sigh after pulling his head out of the convenience store he had been emptying out. That sigh quickly morphed into a booming, wall rattling belch that hit the convenience store in front of his face with such force he saw part of the front wall further collapse in response. This only sent him into a brief fit of giggles at the idea that his burp alone had nearly collapsed a building. The idea was just ridiculous to him. His mind was still far too awash in endorphins and who-knew what other chemicals for him to grasp on to any serious thoughts so the only ideas that could gain any traction were the fleeting and simplistic thoughts that often translated into what some might consider immature humor. His giggles only got louder when his head raised and glanced back over his shoulder to find his prodigious backside had swelled so far in either direction that it had partially bulldozed the buildings neighboring his bakery. Mental images that normally would have embarrassed him of himself standing in front of a mirror swinging his hips back and forth as he admired his wide waistline flitted through his thoughts brought a song to mind that he couldn't help but mutter under his breath for his own amusement.

"I like em big, I like em chunky!" The monstrous lugia muttered aloud, hips wiggling a bit in emphasis of the words and further damaging the buildings to either side of his waist.

The sound of his own voice surprised the monstrous lugia. His words rumbled deeper in his throat than he was used too and his jaw felt slightly off when it moved. His teeth felt a bit too big for his lips and his jaw muscles tensed and shifted with the movements like wound springs ready to snap shut and crush anything inside his maw at a moment's notice. But more surprising than all of that had been the sheer volume of his words. the sound alone had caused the ground to actually shake noticeably beneath where his bulk was currently digging a crater into the street below, not to mention Kinachi watching as several more bits of concrete and plaster fell down from a couple of the nearby damaged buildings. Like a kid who just heard his voice echo in a cave for the first time, the lugia's muzzle split into a wide grin before opening and letting out a loud, wordless sound that echoed through the rapidly abandoning streets. Seconds later he did so again but this time the tone was much deeper in pitch and, to his utter glee, both watched and felt windows and the buildings they were in, the streets, and even his own body resonating with the booming bass of the sound. The third and final sound was one that broke the resolve of the few remaining people either too brave or too stupid to run and they all scampered away like cockroaches when the light is turned on.

Kinachi roared.

The sound welled up from deeper in his chest than he had ever brought forth words before and seemed to almost tangibly roll its way up his throat until he felt it explode like a wave of pure, physical force from his maw. It was a sound belonging in an old Kaiju movie yet so far beyond any of the poor imitations of a true monster than anyone could create by audio-morphing the sound of lions or elephants. It was the cry of a true monster who stood atop the food chain thundering out it's pure domination over its surrounding and claiming all that could hear its voice as its own. When the sound died away, having cracked many nearby windows from its sheer volume, Kinachi began to giggle again. The mutations had been transforming him into the apex predator to end all apex predators, morphing him into a creature that could devour not just anyone but anything that it liked with but a whim. But none of that stopped the person in the driver's seat of that apex predator from being a loopy foodie giggling at the damage just his voice could cause.

Before he could be distracted by some new bit of his anatomy or change to his body, Kinachi felt a familiar gurgle vibrate up from his belly. Hunger pangs clawed at his stomach as his still changing body insistently demanded more fuel, his brain joining in to demand more tasty treats a second later. With little desire to suppress a craving, and even less so to go hungry, Kinachi started to slowly push his immense bulk up to his feet. There was a whole city laid out before him and he was eager to indulge in its delicacies.

The city had been all but evacuated by this point. Nothing short of the occasional straggler, looter, or thrill seeker sticking around to risk being caught in the path of the monster rampaging its way through town. It hadn't seemed to take any direct action against the people of the city, but it also had done nothing to check and see if there was anyone inside of the building it took a bite out of. More than a few buildings had been bitten as mentioned, entire chunks of the roof or corners of the building simply being gone like someone taking a bite from a bar of chocolate. A mouthful of concrete and office furniture here and a bite of brick and steel there had rapidly piled up both the pounds and feet onto Kinachi's increasingly monstrous form. His eyes had thick, primordial ridges over them that heavily accentuated any scowls or frustrated expressions that he made, as few of those as there were from the hormone-addled beast, while his teeth had further elongated until a few of his fangs stuck out over the edges of his lip in an intimidating overbite. His body had become a bit more hunched over, though that simply could have been due to the weight of his prodigious belly making him front heavy as his body-fat ratio continue to grow disproportionately with his size. He was well over two hundred and fifty feet tall now, far too wide to fit through any but the widest of thoroughfares through the city. Though that didn't stop him from strolling down more narrow streets and simply bulldozing his massive waistline through buildings to either side of him as he chased down some newly perceived snack.

At one point he had stopped at a covered parking garage and happily licked up a dozen or so of the brightly-painted cars on the roof parking area like they were candies. the metal frames of the vehicles had been pulverized between his immense jaws as effortlessly as someone chewing through a sweet tart. When he found no more of the seemingly tasty treats within easy reach he tore open the top of the garage in frustration and began to devour those on the level below. Then the next level and the level after that all disappeared down his gullet as he took the building apart like a multi-layer box of chocolates. All the while his body had continued to expand with each mouthful of 'treats' he devoured until his swelling gut was pushing up against the outside wall of the parking garage and caving part of it in. When he was done even some of the debris had been tossed into his mouth as if he were sampling the flavor before he moved on to things and buildings he thought looked tastier.

Afterwards he had moved on to the river running down one end of the city for a drink to wash down everything he had been eating up to this point. His prodigious gut had smashed a spherical crater where it landed when the monstrous lugia flopped down onto his belly in front of the river's coast. A muzzle the size of a yacht in its own right buried itself into the waterline, and he simply began to drink. Anyone still nearby could actually hear thousands upon thousands of gallons of water sloshing around as they were funneled down his gullet like some new scale of industrial water pump. A few smaller boats even found themselves being sucked in to the whirling vortex of water that Kinachi's drinking was creating, disappearing down his gullet along with god only knew how many plants, fish, and whatever else was in the river. When he had tired of the somewhat bland tasting water the beast had hefted itself back up to its feet, gut audibly sloshing around with a large pond's worth of water distending it. This time the thunderous belch Kinachi released was loud enough it actually broke some of the nearby windows, much to his giggling amusement.

The police had done their best to mount a defense against the monstrous Lugia but when they found their bullets bouncing off his hide and their cars being swallowed up like candies they quickly abandoned their resistance and ran like everyone else. In less than two hours the entire city had become nothing more than a meal waiting to be devoured by Kinachi. Though with every passing mouthful it became less and less substantial of a buffet for him to look forward to as he continued to enlarge. It was about the same time that his head finally peaked over the rooftop of the tallest building in town as his growth crested the five hundred foot mark that he heard a new sound from the city's outskirts. Rows upon rows of tanks and armored personnel carriers were thundering their way down the main two highways leading towards the city, flanked on either sides by a half dozen helicopters brimming with missile pods and machine gun turrets. The army had arrived.

Anyone else at any other time would have been scared at the sudden arrival of heavy weaponry certainly intended to be used directly against them. Kinachi, though, simply didn't register the threat. Instead, a trail of saliva began dribbling down the side of his chin and dripping droplets of saliva big enough to fill bathtubs onto the street below him. His stomach let out a thunderous growl that was as intimidating as any roar he could have produced consciously as if a monster in its own right.

The army saw themselves as the last resort, called in to defeat the rampaging monster that had been devouring the city like a buffet. The remaining civilians saw them as the saviors they had been waiting for, here to save what was left of the city. As for Kinachi? As his massive bulk began to lumber its way towards the edge of town where the military detachment was beginning to set up a firing line, Kinachi saw the soldiers and their armored and weaponized vehicles as something much different. Something separate from the brightly colored cars, the earthy tasting buildings and the myriad of smaller treats too tiny to even register on his taste buds anymore.

New delectable treats to eat.

The military's attack against Kinachi had been a spectacular failure. Even though they had brought weapons specifically designed to damage or pierce heavily armored targets nothing had been able to get through the monstrous Lugia's hide. As if the sheer size of him making his skin three or more feet thick hadn't been enough, the nonstop mutation and adaptation his body was experiencing had hardened every muscle fiber into a steel wire and even skin cell into a Kevlar patch. Armor-piercing 50 caliber bullets bounced off his hide, barely even causing it to indent wherever they hit while smaller arms fire didn't even budge the impenetrable wall of white and pink flesh. Even the mortars, rocket-propelled grenades and missiles fired from the various infantry, tanks and helicopters were lucky if they even left a scorch mark. Almost as if his body were taunting them the few times the missiles had actually left a visible burn or scorch, Kinachi's increasingly unnatural biology healed the damage so fast they could actually watch the flesh knit back together and reform without so much as a scar left behind.

Kinachi had not been idle during their assault, either. With their attacks all but unnoticeable to him, the few actually causing him damage having the minor pain drowned out by the flood of endorphins his brain was still awash in, he had lumbered his massive form straight into their lines. More tanks and APCs had found themselves crushed underfoot than ended up in the Lugia's maw as he found the increasingly tiny vehicles difficult to maneuver around. Yet he still got his taste of them. Tanks scooped into his maw two and three at a time, their hardened armor plating putting up as much of a fight against Kinachi's jaw strength as tin foil. Helicopters were snapped out of the air like midair treats as the Lugia's head snapped at them like a coiled serpent. He had even briefly made a game of chasing the jets around, yet more of the military's battle line being smashed underfoot as the oblivious monster trampled them in his chase after the super-sonic aircraft. All the while he still continued to change, still continued to grow.

Kinachi's body had long since discovered that it was becoming too large to find proper sustenance from the comparably minuscule amounts of food it was able to intake, even if it had altered to digest everything from concrete, metal and rock. Finding other methods to fuel itself, Kinachi's body had first taken on slightly plant-like traits that let it start absorbing sunlight to augment its body's increasing caloric needs. When that hadn't been enough it had sought other ways to fuel itself. Reacting to the explosive heat and force that had generated in Kinachi's maw when biting down on the gas tank of an APC and setting it off, it had started devouring heat and kinetic force as well as if somehow judging the non-corporeal energies as just another type of food. This led to quite a surprise from both Kinachi and the fighter jets when, in a last ditch effort to take the monster down, two of them had flown straight into Kinachi's waiting maw with all of their missiles armed to detonate.

The explosion had caused Kinachi's cheeks to visibly bulge outwards like when you hold your lips closed then force a breath of air into your mouth without letting it escape. Small wisps of smoke leaked from the edges of his lips and nostrils as the only visible signal that the explosives had even gone off. That is, until Kinachi started growing. Unlike previously where Kinachi's augmentation and expansion had been a slow and general process, only speeding up and slowing down by minor degrees based on how much he was eating at any given time, this time the change was as abrupt as the explosions that had fueled it. His gullet impossibly sucked in the energy from the explosion and forcibly converted it into mass in an explosion of its own as the shock of the sensation more than the actual impact of the explosions caused Kinachi to tumble backwards onto his ass.

His body flowed outwards in all directions as foot after foot, yard after yard of height and width burgeoned across his pudgy form. his ass bulldozed across a line of tanks that had long since been abandoned by their drivers and crushed them like a car running over empty soda cans. His legs stretched out across the empty grassy fields outside of town while his tail bulldozed its way back into the city limits and smashed cars and homes out of its way as it grew. When the abrupt but brief surge of growth had ended the formerly six-hundred-foot-tall Lugia had swollen nearly half again his previous size, just a few dozen feet short of hitting four digits at over nine hundred feet tall!

The military tried a few more skirmishes with the ever-growing beast that Kinachi had become, but their weapons were even less effective now than they had been. Worse still, despite their best attempts to avoid the monster's face several of their missiles were snatched out of the sky by his snapping jaws mid-flight or the entire aircraft carrying them had been snapped up mid-air and their payload along with them. Each time he got one of these flying morsels in his mouth he gleefully crushed it between his molars and reveled in the resulting explosion that would send a surge of both growth and pleasure through his body like a kind of drug. Eventually they learned their lesson and stopped sending fighters and helicopters after him, instead focusing their attention on evacuating people out of his path of destruction.

Having picked his hometown clean, Kinachi had begun a trek across the countryside to find more to eat. Cities found themselves devoured as the soon nearly mile-tall Lugia simply leaned down and started taking huge bites out of the entire cityscape, buildings and all. Lakes were drained as a muzzle the size of an industrial warehouse district buried itself into the water and guzzled down the water along with every fish and boat in it. Even natural landmasses and mountains found themselves having bites taken out of them as the growing behemoth passed by. it was about the time he had neared the two-mile mark that the world government's panic had reached a fevered pitch and they called for their last resort. A nuclear strike.

The jet black, boomerang shaped plane soared straight towards the monster even as Kinachi busied himself licking untold thousands of tons of snow off of a mountaintop like it were nothing more than shaved ice. Just as the plane armed its warhead and gave its call-sign to fire the titanic Lugia's head swiveled to stare straight at the plane with eyes big enough the pilot could have flown his bomber straight into the pupils. He had heard the plane approaching. Recognizing the sound as another of those delicious flying treats that always gave him that brief, electric thrill when he bit down on them, Kinachi's maw opened wide and he simply began to inhale. For the pilot it was like he had suddenly found himself near the funnel of a tornado, the vacuum force of the monster's inhalation accelerating his approach far beyond what he had intended. before he knew it the light had gone out all around him as the monstrous jaws of the titanic Lugia had snapped shut around him. Both the pilot and those observing from some far-off military control room realized their horrible mistake just as Kinachi's building sized teeth pressed down on the plane along with its payload with a muffled crunch.

The following explosion was several magnitudes beyond anything Kinachi had experienced up to that point, but he was also several magnitudes larger and more powerful than he had been during the first devoured explosion. Brilliant white light filled his maw, so bright that it actually gleamed through the skin of his jawline like when someone holds a flashlight against the thin webbed flesh between your index finger and thumb. His jaw filled with nuclear fire hot enough to actually make even his impossibly durable palette uncomfortable while straining its durability to its absolute limit. But Kinachi's insatiable appetite was not to be denied, and his jaw held. With nowhere else to go, the explosion funneled its way down the Lugia's throat like everything else. Then Kinachi began his own nuclear chain reaction as the burning maelstrom of nuclear fire ignited everything else within the Lugia's stomach and, once again, his body adapted. His stomach fueled the chain reaction of nuclear fission with everything it had devoured up to this point, effectively turning Kinachi's gullet into its own organic nuclear reactor. With such an overabundance of energy now coursing through him like lightning, Kinachi's body only had one thing it could do in response. Grow.

If his growth from previous missile strikes had been growth spurts, this time was a literal growth explosion. The mountain that Kinachi had been previously licking the top off of was turned to gravel as the Lugia's burgeoning gut smashed against and straight through it. Paws ballooned with such absurd speed that there was an actual shockwave of dirt and debris preceding them as the displacement of air caused by their explosive expansion created a sonic boom. Two miles transformed into twenty in little more than a second, the overwhelming force of the expansion mixed with the disorientation of changing perspective causing Kinachi to topple backwards once more onto his ass. In the second or so it took for him to fall backwards he had tripled in size again, well over 60 miles tall, and the impact of his ass striking the ground caused an earthquake that was felt across the entire state.60 miles ballooned to 100, then 200 only seconds later as his body ballooned like a literal tidal wave of flesh across the landscape. Forests, grassy fields, towns, cities, mountains and everything else in his path was either buried under an endless sea of flabby Pokémon or smashed out of the way of his expanding bulk. Planes desperately turned their path away from the Lugia to try to escape his growth only to have it speed up yet further and actually overtake the plane's flight speed with the speed of his growth and knock the plane out of the sky with a wall of white hide that was Kinachi's thigh.

Not that Kinachi noticed any of this. He was too wrapped up in the blissful electric warmth of this new energy constantly surging through him. To him it was like that warming sensation you feel after having eaten a bowl full of hot soup on a cold day and the heat is radiating out from your belly except the sensation never faded. If anything it only got stronger as time passed. When he saw wisps of what looked to him like fluffy whipped cream floating around his face he happily started slurping up the clouds for the few moments he had before they fell below his easy reach. When he looked down he saw the receding cloud cover lowering further and further along the expansive curve of his belly as he rapidly outgrew not just the landmass he was on but the atmosphere itself. Then even the planet's gravity wasn't enough to hold him and he felt his prodigious backside gently lift up off of the ass-shaped crater it had been leaving in the northern continent. The abrupt weightlessness of space made him nervous for a split second as he slowly spun around, but that fear quickly died away when he finished his first complete revolution and found himself staring down at a beach ball-sized orb of blue and green with little wisps of white swirling around it.

He had outgrown the entire planet.

Even as he watched he could see the orb slowly dwindling in his vision, though somewhere in the back of his mind was that long since muffled voice telling him it was him that was actually growing. as he stared down at the thriving ecosystem that had spawned him, his entire race, and everything else in his known history he held it between his titanic hands like little more than a basketball. The culmination of millions of years of evolution and billions of years of natural development literally in the palms of his hands. A trickle of saliva thick enough to fill a literal ocean dribbled down one side of his chin as the monstrous, planet sized lugia licked hungrily over his lips. Then, gingerly...

He took a bite.