Chapter 6: No love
: The Insatiable Hunger of the Behemoth
The wedding reception was a grotesque affair, a twisted parody of the traditional celebration. The meager offerings of food and drink were quickly consumed by the massive women who attended, their bodies straining the very limits of the crumbling church. The air was thick with the stench of sweat and desperation, the cries of the congregation a discordant symphony that sent shivers down Joseph's spine.
Brittany, the Behemoth, was the center of attention, her massive form towering over the crowd like a grotesque idol.
She was dressed in a tattered wedding gown that struggled to contain her vast bulk, her huge breasts spilling out the top like a pair of giant, bloated melons. Her massive thighs were encased in torn fishnet stockings that clung to her like a second skin, while her enormous feet were clad in a pair of battered, size 15 stiletto heels that clicked ominously against the worn stone floor of the church.
As the women of her congregation jostled and fought for the last scraps of food, Brittany surveyed the scene with a sadistic glee.
Her massive belly, distended with the sheer volume of food she had consumed, made a low, satisfied rumble. She was a force of nature, an unstoppable juggernaut that could not be sated.
She turned her gaze back to Joseph, who sat huddled in a corner, his eyes downcast and his body trembling with fear. He had been forced to witness her grotesque display of gluttony, had been made to watch as she tore through the meager offerings with a savage, animalistic frenzy.
He had seen her rip the head off a live chicken, the blood and feathers spraying out like a gruesome fountain, and with a sickening crunch, she had swallowed the creature whole. She had then moved on to the pigs, the cows, and finally, the last of the poor, unfortunate souls who had been rounded up for the occasion.
Now, she turned her attention back to him, her massive eyes gleaming with a dark, insatiable hunger. She licked her massive lips, her huge, thick tongue lapping at the blood and remnants of her feast.
"You," she said, her voice like thunder, echoing through the small church.
"Come here, worm."
Joseph looked up, his eyes wide with fear. He didn't move, his body frozen in place.
Brittany's massive hand shot out, her fingers like tree trunks as she grabbed Joseph by the arm and yanked him to his feet. He stumbled, his body off balance, and she caught him, her other hand wrapping around his waist.
"You're mine now, worm," she growled, her voice a low rumble that sent shivers down Joseph's spine. "And I will have my rights.
I want you to feed me, worm. Feed me like you've never fed anyone before. Feed me until I can't take another bite."
Joseph paled, his stomach churning at the thought. He knew what she wanted, what she craved. He had seen it before, the insatiable hunger that drove her to consume everything in her path. He had seen the gluttony, the violence, the sheer savagery of her feeding frenzies.
"Brittany, please," he begged, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can't.
You're too big. There's no way I can feed you." Joseph's voice was barely audible, his breath coming in short, panicked gasps.
Brittany chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that made the church pews vibrate. She tightened her grip on Joseph's waist, her fingers digging into his flesh like talons.
"Don't be silly, worm," she sneered. "You'll find a way. You always do." She leaned in, her massive face inches from his. He could feel her hot, fetid breath on his skin, could see the spittle gathering at the corners of her mouth.
He swallowed hard, his throat clicking like a dry bone. "Please, Brittany, I can't. You'll kill me if I try."
Brittany's eyes narrowed, her massive head tilting to the side like a predator sizing up its prey. She reached out, her massive hand wrapping around Joseph's throat, her fingers like iron bands closing around his neck. He gasped, his eyes widening in terror as he struggled to breathe.
"You'll kill you?" she growled, her voice like thunder. "Worm, I could snap your neck like a twig.
You think you can resist me? You think you can defy me? Look around you, look at what I've become. I am the Behemoth, the unstoppable force. And you, you are nothing. You are a worm, a pathetic little maggot scurrying beneath my feet."
Brittany's grip tightened, and Joseph's face began to turn red, his eyes bulging with panic. She could feel his pulse fluttering in his throat, like a tiny bird trying to escape her grasp. She leaned in closer, her massive mouth inches from his ear.
"You think I care if you live or die?
You think I need you for anything other than your pathetic obedience?" Brittany’s voice was a deep, menacing growl, each word laced with a venomous threat. She could feel Joseph’s body trembling in her grasp, his fingers clawing helplessly at her massive hand as he struggled to gasp for air.
Joseph's head was spinning, his vision blurring as his brain screamed for oxygen. He could feel his body growing weaker, his limbs turning to jelly. He was on the verge of blacking out, and he knew it.
"kiss me" the Behemoth demanded, towering over Joseph, as his parents watched their son being dwarfed by his giant wife.
Joseph, his breath now shallow, his vision blurry, tried to reach up, but his arms were too short. His wife's massive breasts pressed against his chest, suffocating him. He was dying, right here, in front of his parents.
Brittany sneered, "you're pathetic, you know that?" and with a swift motion, her massive hand clobbered Joseph, sending him crashing to the floor. He convulsed, his tiny body writhing in agony as he gasped for air.
His parents watched in horror, their screams echoing through the church, but the sound was swallowed by Brittany's monstrous laugh.
"Mother and Father, isn't this just delightful?" Brittany taunted, her massive body trembling with sadistic glee. "You get to witness your son's ultimate humiliation, his final moments before he becomes my first course."
Joseph's mother, tears streaming down her face, tried to reach out to her son, but Brittany's massive hand shot out, slamming into her chest with the force of a freight train.
The impact sent her crashing back into the pew behind her, the wood splintering and groaning under the weight. She gasped for breath, her body convulsing as she struggled to inhale. She looked up, her eyes wide with terror and disbelief, as Brittany loomed over her, her massive form casting an ominous shadow across the church.
"You think I'm going to let you interfere? You think I'm going to let you stop me from getting what I want?" Brittany sneered, her massive lips curling back to reveal her stained, rotting teeth. "You're nothing to me.
You're nothing but an obstacle, a fly to be swatted. So, let me make this clear. Stay out of my way, or you'll end up just like your precious little boy." Brittany's massive hand clenched into a fist, her knuckles cracking like a gunshot. She raised it high above Joseph's mother, her intent as clear as a neon sign.
Joseph's father, who had been cowering in the corner, suddenly found a spark of courage. He lunged at Brittany, his bony arms flailing as he tried to tackle her.
But he was no match for the Behemoth. She turned, her massive body spinning with surprising agility, and her open palm connected with his face. The sound of the impact was like a gunshot, and his body crumpled to the ground, his face a bloody pulp.
Joseph's mother, still gasping for breath, watched in horror as her husband's lifeless body hit the ground. Tears streamed down her face, her body shaking with sobs. "No... no... please..." she begged, her voice barely audible.
Brittany towered over her, her massive body blocking out the light, casting a dark shadow over the woman.
"Shut up," Brittany growled, her voice like a thunderclap in the small room. "You hear me? Shut up. You're nothing. Absolutely nothing. You're weak, disgusting, and pathetic. You don't deserve to be this close to me, to the Behemoth." She punctuated each word with a sharp jab to Joseph's mother's face. Blood spurted from her nose, splattering across Brittany's massive white wedding dress, but she didn't seem to notice.
"Please..." Joseph's mother begged, her eyes pleading as she looked up at the monster looming over her.