The Epic of Sango: Chapter 4

As Sango sauntered towards the doomed village, vague thoughts tossed around in her mind, pondering what actions she could do upon her arrival. As tall as she was now, simply crushing such a small village would not hold the same satisfaction as last time, yet she could not simply do nothing. Perhaps I should crush them slowly? As fun as that sounded, it still seemed to be lacking in creativity; just because she was big did not mean she had to crush them, at least not right away. The villagers needed to be educated first. Yes...That’s exactly what they need... The demon huntress knew that they needed to learn just how much better she was before she took their lives, how she was superior to their inferior, insect-sized forms in every way imaginable. As Sango grew closer to the village, she began to elaborate upon the details of her fun.

It all began with a small shudder of the ground - pebbles gently rolled to the side, ripples stretched throughout the nearby waters - but it took another minute before anyone could audibly hear a booming sound, and by that point, it was easy to see where it was coming from. Only a couple villagers noticed it at first, but when they saw her, everyone soon did: a giantess, standing hundreds of feet high, was walking provocatively towards the village. There was no time to run; she was already mere steps away from the village. The younglings looked to their elders for advice, and the elders looked to their gods for help, but their false deities did nothing to help them as Sango stopped her feet just short of the village.

“Well, well...What have we here? A little village...” Sango smiled wickedly. It was a decent-sized village, slightly smaller than Kaede’s but not by much, and practically large enough to be considered a small town. Regardless of its classification, even a town was nothing before Sango; there was not a single building around that came as high as her ankles. The highest structure in the village, a silver statue, could not have been taller than fifty feet in length, yet it was still insignificant before the giantess, roughly a tenth of her new height with her body still expanding. “Hmmm...Now what to do with you...?”

Just like with the previous town, the village was instantly driven into a mad frenzy: people shouting out the word “Demon!” at the top of their lungs, running, panicking, and screaming for their very lives. However, there were a few people wise enough to realize that there was no hope of escape. These people ran to their statue and prayed; if there were demons, then there surely had to be gods, beings who could save them. Initially, it was only those with enough clarity to see there was no other hope who began to pray, yet soon enough, even those who panicked went to join them; their faith was commendable to say the least.

“Huh? What are you doing?” Sango asked aloud, noting the villagers’ odd behavior. She bent over to investigate the statue and found that almost all the villagers were desperately knelt before it, clearly praying for it to save them from her. The statue itself was somewhat interesting, a silver form made in the image of a great bear, probably some spirit of a forest or some such nonsense. “Are you guys praying to your gods? How quaint...” the demon slayer snickered.

Sango’s foot hovered over the village, stepping between the small buildings and bringing her close enough for her next foot to be held over those who were praying. It would have been the simplest of acts to collapse their beloved statue and crush them beneath her sandal, but Sango went for a different approach. The giantess’s sandal slowly glided over the people who prayed, gleefully sensing their despair and sureness that they were dead. Instead of killing the villagers, her foot poked gently against the statue with her toes. With all the villagers on one side watching, Sango prodded the statue until it fell flat on the ground. Still sure of all the onlookers gazing at their fallen statue, Sango then stomped the insult to her greatness out of existence, sending countless silver slivers flying across the small village.

“Some god!” she laughed, turning her gaze back towards everyone else, wanting nothing more than to end them like she did their god.  “What are you all going to do now?”

No one answered, either too afraid or unable to come up with anything in reply. After watching the image of their deity perish before them, hope seemed to just leave the village; they all expected they would now surely die. Sango paced around the villagers in a circle, nicely grouped together by their misplaced faith, like a lioness circling her prey. They were all bugs awaiting their fate of being crushed, and with each second that passed, they only grew smaller in comparison to the huntress. However, Sango did not want to kill them all just yet. After all, what kind of predator did not play with their food before landing the finishing blow?

“Seems to me like you were praying to the wrong god,” Sango stopped after completing her third lap. “Pray instead to the one standing before you.”

“W-Who...?”

“Hmm?” Sango’s eyes focused on a single villager, apparently their leader. “What was that, bug?”

“Who do we...pray to?”

The giantess smiled, “Sango, Goddess Sango.”

Immediately, everyone bowed and murmured praise in the name of Sango out of fear. The newly-decreed goddess felt a certain smugness in everyone’s submission, even though it was a lie; even that annoying bit of her inside that cried against every act she committed had to admit the feeling was titillating to say the least.

“Not bad...but it’s still not enough.” Sango’s eyes lit up playfully, “I think a more direct form of worship is necessary...” With a wicked smile on her face, the giantess gently lifted up her left foot high above the crowd as if planning on crushing them in a single swipe, causing the villagers to panic and beg forgiveness of their new goddess. However, instead of what they expected, Sango quickly flicked her ankle, kicking off her sandal and sending her footwear flying, landing on a small nearby hut and flattening it instantly. Without saying another word, she gently rested her bare foot on the ground before repeating the process with her other sandal, once again destroying another hut with its impact. As her right foot rested on terra firma, Sango joyfully wiggled her toes, enjoying the feeling of the earth moving against her feet as she continued to grow. “Ah, much better...” she cooed. “Now then, I believe a demonstration is in order before you keep worshipping. You know, just to show you that this goddess is actually powerful compared to your false idols from earlier.”  

Taking a quick glance of what was left of the village, Sango spotted the tallest building in town, the village hall, which was about as large as the town’s former idol. “Now then, watch and be amazed by the power of your goddess!” Slowly, the demon slayer walked towards the town hall, which was only about three steps away from the gathered villagers. Despite the fact that the massive woman was leaving their location temporarily, none of the villagers dared to run away, some out of fear that they would be punished for doing so, some out of allegiance to their living deity, but most knew that no matter what they tried, they could not escape a woman of her stature. Upon reaching the structure, Sango turned her back on the building, facing the group of frightened villagers once again. “You are all nothing before me. The work of ants really is a blemish on this world...something I will make sure to get rid of once and for all...” In an instant, Sango’s body came crashing down to the ground, her callipygous rear slamming into the building like a massive meteor from the heavens, annihilating the thatched building. Within the building, a few villagers had taken shelter from the gigantic terror, hoping she would never attempt to destroy the edifice; their hopes were quickly dashed as the last thing any of them would ever see was the soft flesh of Sango’s butt covered in her green skirt falling upon them and killing them instantly. The villagers gathered in the square simply stared in awe at the sight before them, finally realizing that this Goddess Sango spoke the truth: She was a goddess, her power was indeed real, and that they were about to be punished for worshipping a false deity for all these years.

Sango simply chuckled to herself as she picked her body off of the ground, dusting off the debris from the back of her skirt; even the girl’s actual personality found the feat impressive, despite knowing the atrocities she had and was committing. “I hope you enjoyed that little display just now,” she began, “for all of you insects shall face the same fate soon enough. However, I’m not that cruel...” the girl emphasized, clearly lying, though the villagers were none the wiser as to the true intentions of their new goddess. “Pray to me, beg me to spare you, and if you can appease me, perhaps you shall avoid your deaths...”

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“M...Mmm...Ugh...” Miroku moaned as he slowly regained consciousness, over twenty minutes after Sango had sent him flying into a sea of trees. “What...What happened to me?” Quickly gazing around at the devastation before him of many broken trees which he had flown through, the events of the last hour began to reverberate in the monk’s memory. “Ugh, that’s right, Sango hit me pretty hard,” he recalled as he rubbed the back of his head. “She wasn’t acting like herself when she started growing again, so I can forgive her for this, but what would cause her to do such a thing? Wait a second, where did she go?!” Taking a second look at the area, the lecher quickly spotted Sango’s tracks, a series of enlarging footprints and downed trees leading towards the other side of the forest. “I should go warn Inuyasha and the others, but I’m afraid it would take too long. Mmm...Forgive me, Lady Kaede, but I must find Sango first before she causes any more damage than she already has.” With his mind made up, Miroku followed the demon huntress’s trail, praying that he would reach her before she did something she would regret.

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It was not necessary to have another display of power; whatever loyalties the villagers had to their former deity fled with their now-destroyed monument. All they had was the slim chance  that they could appease the cruel giantess resting on the ruins of their greatest, and newly destroyed, building. Faced with a chance to save themselves humility and loyalty, it all left them as they bowed before this self-proclaimed goddess and praised her evil name, some of the villagers more versed in prayer quickly reworking the phrases to suit their new goddess.

It was a nice start; Sango felt her lips curling into a smile as she heard the constant murmur of her name in awe-inspired prayer. It was nice, but...she quickly discovered that it was boring. It only took a couple minutes before Sango was fidgeting and squeezing debris between her toes to try and amuse herself. It did not hold quite the same satisfaction as her previous acts, so her mind began to wander, and ideas began to form about the possibilities of her new little crowd of bugs.

The much louder voice of Sango cut off everyone mid-sentence, “Alright, you all can stop your prayers for now.” Her large eyes scanned the crowd with a calm look about them, picking out individuals to play with. “Your goddess is pleased that you have all adopted to your new lifestyle so...quickly.” For no particular reason, Sango’s foot stretched out and crushed a smaller building; at her current height, she did not even need to rise. “But I still wonder, it’s easy to say something, but it’s not as easy to mean it.” The villagers looked at each other nervously, their guilt as apparent as their fear. “So, I’ll need to ask for a more...direct form of worship, just to make sure you’re all as loyal as you claim you are.”

“A-Anything you ask, dear Goddess!” a frightened voice popped out, agreement soon following from the remainder of the populace.

“Good.” Sango’s eyes darted to one of her discarded sandals. “All the men, I want you to go and lie down there,” her foot lazily raised itself and pointed to the footwear. At first, no one acted, hoping the giantess was joking; a cold glance from her eyes and the loss of her smile told them how wrong they were. They all exchanged nervous glances, but no males uttered a word of protest as they dragged their feet towards their destination. Some looked to their loved ones, thankfully uninvolved, though no words were said. Sango’s eyes never left them until every last male was laying down on her sandal facing the sky. By the end of their march, her footwear was almost completely covered with people awaiting whatever fate she had in store for them.

“Excellent.” The demon huntress rose to her feet and took the couple steps needed to loom over all of them, “I trust you can all understand what comes next?” Sango’s foot raised itself over everyone, her toes wiggling eagerly. The reaction was to be expected: Fear overcame the people, and they all grew either paralyzed or desperate enough to flee.

“Move and I crush you all like bugs!” her voice bellowed as loud as it could.

“You’ll crush us all even if we don’t!”

“Yeah!”

Sango ignored the blatant heresy, smiling instead, “Have faith in your goddess, and you won’t die.” Whether the words comforted them or fear held them back, no one moved as Sango’s toes began to ease their way into the familiar places. As her bare sole continued to approach everyone, she could feel their panic growing with every second; all the men could do was brace for death. Just as Sango’s foot was mere inches away and fully inside, it stopped; none were crushed, but they were all close enough that they could reach out and touch the appendage looming above them.

“You see? Have faith and you shall be rewarded,” the goddess said calmly as she allowed herself a smug smile. Sango could not see anyone beneath her, but she could clearly envision all their faces: A confused mixture of relief and terror, some certain they would live, others certain their fate was postponed. Between her toes, Sango could make out small groups of people, but none of them drew any attention. Instead, she felt a pang of displeasure at the sight once she realized something: She had been continuing to grow and her clothes along with her, but since she discarded her sandals, they seemed to halt their growth. As a result, her sandals she had owned for years were now at least a size too small to be wearable for any period of time, her toes would reach over the ridges and dig into the ground. Oh well, not like I need sandals the way I am anyways, she quickly dismissed the displeasure and proceeded with her fun.

“As I said, you won’t die.” Sango’s foot lowered the last few inches and crushed those underfoot. “Not all of you,” she giggled and quickly removed her foot. The titaness did not bother to count those who had fit onto her footwear, but what was left numbered at a couple dozen at most, fortunate souls who were either between her toes or beneath the arch of her foot and avoided the bulk of her weight. These survivors were too horrified to shout more insults much to Sango’s pleasure as she rested her foot back beside her sandal and casually wiped off the blood and bodies into the dirt as if it were nothing. “Now, you can come kiss my toes and thank your goddess for being so merciful.”

While the goddess awaited her praise, she looked to the other villagers who had been fearfully watching the whole time, “Now then...I hope you all are ready to please your goddess too.” The collective female villager population was filled with absolute terror at the mere thoughts of what their goddess had in store for them. Since she had exterminated a majority of the males with little more than slight pressure from her holy soles, there was no telling how many of them would perish in her test of faith.

“T-There is no need to test us, great goddess,” a random female called out from the crowd, fear evident in her voice by the stuttering in her reply.

“You dare to challenge the will of your goddess?!” Sango barked furiously, sending chills through the bodies of those beneath her.

“M-My apologies, Goddess! I d-did not mean to-” Before her apology was uttered, the towering woman swiftly dropped her other foot upon the girl by simply stretching it out in front of her, killing several other civilians in the process.

“You arrogant fool! Did you all see what challenging your faith in me gets you?” the kimono-clad giantess bellowed. “I was planning on having your test of faith be easier than that of the males because we are of the same gender, but now, I shall put your loyalty to the ultimate test!” she declared, spitting on the crowd gathered below out of spite, drenching them in the warm juices of her saliva. As the remaining villagers attempted to brush off the translucent goo off their frames while simultaneously grieving over the ‘unfaithful’ who had just perished in front of their very eyes, Sango had bent down low to the ground, drawing a large circle into the soft dirt not far from her using her right index finger. “Now, the rest of you, lie down in this circle.” Fearing angering the massive goddess even further, the surviving women scrambled to their designated location, their deity glaring at them coldly as they did so, packing in as many of themselves as possible into the space Sango had given them. Once they had all been gathered in one location, a wicked smirk formed on Sango’s face as she gently flicked her foot that was surrounded by the survivors of her first trial, sending them all flying into nearby standing huts so she had the full use of her body once more.

“Now then, maybe you don’t understand that you are all nothing before me, but I’m about to remind you all of your place before me...” Ever so slowly, Sango turned her back towards the women, her gargantuan rear appearing larger than usual in her tight green skirt.

“Please Goddess, we did not mean any harm!” a lone voice pleaded.

“If I hear another word, I will squash you all like the worthless bugs you are!” she commanded while not looking behind her, each villager able to sense the vengeful expression on her face without gazing upon her directly. There was an eerie silence for several seconds as the female populace lay paralyzed on the ground, a wall of cloth-covered flesh blocking their field of vision. “Now, as I was saying, I am your goddess, and as such, I will always be superior to you pathetic little ants. You will always be beneath me.” With a slight chuckle escaping from her now grinning lips, Sango slowly lowered her butt on top of the terrified women, resting her hands on the ground next to her to support her body, stopping once she felt the very edges of her skirt touch a human beneath her. “You will all learn this lesson and commit it to memory, or perish just as the others have. Have faith in your goddess, and you shall not die.”

With another smug, confident smirk, Sango lowered her palms to the ground, now putting her full weight atop the unfortunate villagers. Those who were directly under the center of her rear popped instantly into a bloody paste against her immense weight, while those who were on the outskirts of the circle struggled against the resting weight of their goddess, hoping that their bodies could pass the trial and escape with only a few broken bones at the worst.

“Not only this...” Sango spoke once more after she had sat for about twenty seconds, “...but you must remember that I am becoming more and more superior by the moment!” Slowly, but surely, the huntress’s growth began to pick up once more, slowly enlarging atop the doomed crowd. With each second that passed, Sango could hear more popping noises beneath her posterior, a sign that it would not be long before they all succumbed to the simple act of her resting. Though she knew it was wrong, Sango’s true self felt immense pleasure in what she was doing, each death beneath her quieting and calming her with a reassuring wave of unstoppable power. They have to learn their place before their goddess...Wait, no! What am I saying? I have to stop this! Try as she might, Sango could only watch as her body continued to grow, continued to kill, all in the name of idolatry, yet she was merely calmed by wave after wave of power flowing through her entire being.

“Do you understand now?” the now 705 ft giantess asked the remaining victims, less than 15% of the original group now still alive, and all of them possessing at least some chest injuries. “I am always growing, always strengthening, always becoming more, and you insolent mites remain the same: small, weak, and limited by your own ignorance! No matter what you try, no matter how hard you strive for success, you will always and forever be beneath me, just as you are now, beneath my power. I’m not even lifting a finger and still you perish before my superior size and power! This is where you will always remain, forever below your goddess...”

Gazing down at her circle, Sango then pressed down atop the remaining villagers with added force, hearing a myriad of loud popping noises that were a symphony to her ears. After five full seconds of experiencing her total mass, the goddess lifted herself off the ground, easily dusting off the human remains from her skirt, it appearing as good as new in only a few seconds, almost as if nothing had occurred. Out of the nearly 120 women who had been forced to prove their worth to the massive demon slayer, only 6 survived, all of them gasping for breath due to their injuries, but quickly thanking their deity for her wisdom and mercy.

As each of the lesser beings paused to regain themselves, Sango’s eyes scanned those who survived the last few minutes. She did not bother counting how many villagers there were before, but those left were enough that she could merely count them at a glance. It could not have been more than twenty people, twenty bug-sized people praising their goddess for sparing them.

“You’ve all proven your loyalty to me, dear followers,” the giantess began, seating herself back on the destroyed buildings from earlier. As she spoke, her toes casually brushed against nearby buildings and made them collapse. “Since you’ve done such a fine job of pleasing me, I feel as if you’re in need of a reward. Now, if you would all please gather before me...”

At this point, no one needed persuasion, the surviving villagers quickly heeding their goddess’s wish and doing as she asked. Once the group was in front of Sango, she lowered her hand before them. “Climb on,” her tone making it clear that it was an order. There were nervous glances, but everyone did as commanded. “Be careful now, I don’t want anyone to fall.” Carefully, the giantess raised her hand near her face, all her faithful servants beside her chin. Their fear was still present, though at this point, the expressions of these weary people began to bore the goddess, her eyes narrowing mischievously as words rolled easily from her tongue, “I’m afraid even as a goddess I don’t have the ability to grant you material gifts quite yet, so you’ll have to suffice for a more...personal gift.” Before anyone could wonder what she meant, the goddess’s lips puckered and began to close in on the people.

Run! Don’t let her do it! an annoying voice cried out from inside her head. It was promptly ignored as Sango enveloped the tiny people in her warm lips, giving them the greatest kiss any could have ever imagined. She held the pose for several moments, even feeling some servants kiss back, then her tongue lightly poked out. At first, it only gently prodded a couple of people, but once that was done, there was no more restraint - Sango’s hand tilted and her tongue began to greedily devour all on her palm.

No words could describe the feeling of these lesser beings in the woman’s mouth. They moved about and struggled like insects, gently tickling her mouth in ways she had never known prior to her ascension. The slightest movements of her tongue rocked their world, and with every sway of the pink appendage, Sango felt more and more people fall down her throat, flailing futilely until they landed in the pool of acid known as her stomach. Those who remained had the fortune of experiencing the roof of the gigantic mouth as the goddess pushed her tongue against it, leaving them adhered to the roof until the tongue scraped them back off. She could feel several people sliding off the sides and ending up either beneath her tongue or on her teeth. Those on her teeth quickly met her molars and that was that, yet those beneath her tongue were in for a much worse fate. The taste of human had Sango relishing her food like never before; she’d been holding it back until this point, but for a moment, she let the saliva build up. In seconds, those beneath her tongue were trapped beneath the gooey liquid. Already battered and all air forced from them, they struggled for oxygen, only breathing in small wisps of the giantess’s breath until they inevitably stopped squirming. Only then did Sango finally swallow; anyone else still alive in her throat would not be for much longer.

There was an audible gulp when Sango finally returned to the outside world. “Fools. A goddess has no need of you bugs.” A sick laugh escaped her lips as she walked back and surveyed the destruction she had caused in less than an hour: An entire village wiped out, more than half its buildings in ruin, its monument...

“Hmm?” When Sango turned to face the destroyed bear monument, there was something new there: A child suffering beneath the fallen pillar. “Aww...Poor child,” Sango mused as she approached the young man and knelt near him. “You poor thing, half crushed and slowly bleeding out, but not fast enough to avoid watching me wipe out everyone you ever knew or loved. If you would like, you could pray for mercy.”

This child was too far gone to be able to speak, but his eyes conveyed his hope. Whether or not that hope was for a quick death or his life to be saved was unknown.

“Here.” Sango quickly glanced and found what she was looking for. Carefully, her fingers relocated the head of the bear monument before the boy. “Pray to your god for whatever you need.”

The mockery was the last straw, the boy’s eyes grew faint and then...empty.

A sinister laugh promptly followed the last villager’s demise.

NOOOOO!

The giantess cringed as a horrified voice rang out in her skull. I am not some kind of monster! This all has to stop...NOW! Almost immediately, power flooded through her being, causing Sango to chuckle in delight as the voice was calmed once again, her physical body growing larger as she began to wipe the remaining buildings from the face of the earth, a simple movement of her toes enough to bring them down. No...Not again... Sango struggled against the familiar sensations, watching as she continued to move her body against her will, indulging in the art of destruction. This isn’t right...This isn’t what I want...This isn’t me! I have to stop this! The demon slayer tried her hardest to resist the power that surged throughout her entire being, urging her to relax and enjoy what she was doing, what she was becoming, yet her body continued to act on its own, demolishing the remainder of the village just like she had done in her dream the night before. The more her eyes bore witness to what she was doing, the more that dream felt like a prophecy come true. Regardless of what it meant, the huntress, the true huntress trapped within herself, knew she had to stop herself.

Sango’s sole rose once more, ready to annihilate another thatched hut. NOOOOO! she mentally screamed, causing her body to once again grasp its head in pain as it dropped its foot on the ground, missing its target. I will...take back...control...of my body...and no amount of power...will tempt me otherwise! The kimono-clad colossus fought against herself, once again attempting to quiet her true being with limitless strength, yet this time, she struggled against it with all her will, resisting the temptation with everything she had left. I will not...let myself...become that which I have sworn to kill! I am not a demon...I am Sango, the demon slayer, and this is my body to use to accomplish my goal!

Dropping down onto her knees, Sango’s weight caused the ground to shake for miles as she crashed into the earth, now screaming out loud in pain. The true huntress could feel herself slowly regaining control, starting from her legs and gradually moving upwards. The alien presence within tried with all its might to stand up and finish off the last remnants of the village, but Sango herself would have none of that, asserting her dominance to glue her legs against the ground and preventing her from moving. After another half a minute of struggling, the presence retreated into the depths of the woman’s psyche, but not before filling her with one strong, familiar pulse, making Sango grow another hundred feet. As her body naturally expanded, her right leg accidentally destroyed the front of the hut she so desperately tried to protect.

“I’m...I’m me again...” Sango stuttered as she gazed down at her hands, gently balling them into fists as she regained full muscular control. “I’m...I’m so big now...So very big...” When she had first arrived, the town seemed so much bigger, yet now it seemed so insignificant, a ruin she crumbled apart with her feet. The fresh memory made her gag, “...and I’ve...I’ve...become a...a...” The word hung at the edge of her tongue: Monster. I’ve become a gigantic, village crushing monster.