The Ursa That Ate Manehattan

"Unnngh..." Oranos grunted, feeling light-headed and weak. "Where am I...?" He rubbed his forehead, only to see his hand was a shade of translucent blue. "Huh!?" He gasped and looked around, seeing a snake-like dragon sitting behind a desk with the presidential seal in front of it.

President Discord sat in his Office with an amused look on his face. He was playing with his collection of desk toys. From clacker balls to perching birds, it seemed like the multi-billionaire leader of the free world seemed completely unable to focus if there weren’t a dozen distractions going on in the background. "Hello, Oranos." He grunted, cricking his neck and straightening his tie. "About time one of you bit it. I was afraid none of you were going to be the first to die."

"Wait... Die...?" Oranos gave a confused look. "What do you mean? I'm not dead! What are you...!"

Discord put up a hand and started dialing. "Hold that thought there, Casper. I've got to make a call." He plopped into his chair and picked up his phone, where his secretary picked up. "Heya there, sugartits." He said in a sultry tone. "Listen, I'm a busy reality-warping demigod, and my time is valuable. Is my kaiju-killer mecha suit operational yet?"

The secretary just rolled her eyes, used to her boss’s eccentric nature. "Yes sir… We had it cleaned yesterday. It’s up and running at full capacity." Her voice came out of the tinny speaker phone.

"Good!" Discord beamed. "I want my mech suit to be in tip top shape when I get to have my big Pacific Rim fight with that oversized bear bitch!” He hung up the phone and giggled with glee. “Oh man, I’ve wanted to do this for ages! And I’m so glad the actress was willing to play the role!" He squealed.

"Actress? Willing? What are you talking about!?" Asked Oranos. "Are you telling me this little pocket world of yours is all just so you can... Live out a fantasy from some kirin cartoon!?"

"Oooooh... It's much more complicated than that..." Discord said menacingly. "But... Yeah. That's pretty much it." He rubbed his neck.

"But then... Why bring us into it?" Asked Oranos. "Why not just use a bunch of ponies like...?"

The door opened up, and Discord's secretary walked into the office. "Hello, Mr. President..." She said in a monotone voice, tossing some reports onto his cluttered desk, literally walking through Oranos on her way there.

"Like her?" Oranos finished.

"Because those ponies are all ones I created." Said Discord, earning him a confused look from the secretary, who just saw him talking to empty space. "They lack that spontaneity. That spark of unpredictable excitement! I mean, it's not as much fun when you just play with yourself. That's why I decided to pull you all in here!" He turned to his secretary. "Anyway, can you bring me some coffee, sugartits? I don't wanna go into combat without having my nerves stimulated. Remember, one milk and two salt packets, just how I like it."

"Yes sir." His secretary blinked. "I'll be right back. Oh, and we just got that special salt brand you requested as well. The pink kind."

"Good lass!" Discord snapped his fingers and stroked his beard. "That’s why you get paid the big bucks! If only the monster I was planning on fighting was so punctual! I swear… A whole week late. Rude! I was so bored I was contemplating starting a war just for shits and giggles. It's so hard to find good monsters these days." He sighed and swooned over his desk, knocking several of his desk toys to the ground.

“It must be so hard being you..." Oranos snorted sarcastically.

"Oh, it is." Discord snapped his fingers and dismissed Oranos' spirit. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have a kaiju to fight!"

Trixie lay in the streets, basking in the afterglow of her orgasm. She felt amazing. Her powerful body was already ready for more action, but she felt herself to be in no hurry. At this point, she was already indestructible. All of her enemies were routed or a part of her, and she was well on her way to becoming a true goddess. She closed her eyes and idly stroked her clitoris, which had a massive bright star glowing in the middle of it. “Oooooh… I don’t know what higher power put me into this position, but whoever they are, thank you sooooo much… This is beyond anything I ever imagined...” She moaned, her pussy fluttering with each stroke of her massive fingers.

Her clit winked and pulsated, making the giantess smile. “Awww. Don’t be like that, Oranos.” Trixie addressed the star inside her clitoris. “I know you’re enjoying this just as much as I am.” She patted the sensitive nub. “You’ll learn to love your goddess eventually. Spearmint and Brine have.” She addressed a pair of glowing lights in her chubby tummy. “So have Ugin and Drake.” She gently fingered herself to rouse Oranos’ neighbors. “As has every other lost soul I’ve absorbed. Poor little mortals, looking for some sort of greater purpose.” She looked over the thousands of stars swirling around inside of her. “I am that purpose! And soon, all will sing in my symphony of glory! All will know the might of the Great and Powerful Trixie!” She spread her arms wide, plowing through a gas station and the line of power lines behind it, which sparked and sizzled as their wires crackled with energy.

“Hmmm?” Trixie smirked as she felt the energy surging into her arm. She shifted her weight and examined the sparking line with a look of glee. “Heh. Well, I was going to acquire my full strength at Marenobyl.” She casually stroked one of her boobs. “But… I suppose there’s no harm with having a little sample.” She stuck the hair-like power line in her mouth and gently suckled it.

“Oooooh.” Trixie shook, her mouth and tongue glowing a bright blue as she sucked the magic out of the power grid. “Such energy… The power of thousands of years of arcane magic and research, and it’s being squandered on allowing ponies to drive their cars and run their lights. How… Pathetic.” She gave another slurp, causing her boobs to tingle and expand a few inches. “I will not waste such incredible magic like the mortal ponies have. I will put it towards a purpose worthy of a goddess!”

Trixie continued to suckle the power line, keeping her right hand on her breast. As she did so she could feel her chest mountains slowly expanding. All around the city, TVs flickered and died, utilities began failing, traffic lights stopped operating, causing mass chaos, even in areas of the city that hadn’t been ravaged by the literally power-hungry ursine.

As Trixie drank, she closed her eyes and started purring, her body expanding through the half-smashed buildings next to her. A few ponies ran out of the collapsing ruins, putting them directly in Trixie’s reach, but she paid them little mind. There would always be more prey for her to chase. Letting a few of them scatter away to hide would only be delaying the inevitable.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot, and access to Trixie’s ‘energy drink’ was cut off. Trixie opened her eyes and looked up to see Spitfire flying above her, her frost rifle having frozen and shattered the power line Trixie was drinking from. “You again?” Trixie scoffed. “Didn’t I kill you already? You were supposed to drown in my love juices.” She gave an annoyed look.

“It’s going to take more than just a big orgasm to kill me.” Spitfire smirked.

“True… I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. You are one of the best soldiers Equestria has to offer.” Trixie lazily swiped at Spitfire, which the pegasus effortlessly dodged. “Course, there’s practically nothing you can do to stop me, so at best, you’re a pathetic little fly, buzzing around for attention.” She stood up and stretched, showing off her full gargantuan size to the tiny pony. “But go ahead… Please shoot me… Trixie wants to feel the attempt...”

Spitfire just stared in awe at the beast before her. She knew there was nothing she could do, so she wasn’t going to give Trixie the satisfaction of feeling her attempts to fight back.

“No?” Trixie laughed. “What’s wrong, Captain? You realize that your weapons are futile and you have no chance of defeating me!?” She took a quick swing at Spitfire, which Spitfire barely moved out of the way in time for. Trixie followed it up with three more quick swipes, but her massive blows were highly telegraphed and easily dodged by the nimble Wonderbolt.

Trixie snorted. “Heh. Fine… You won't surrender, and you won't be caught. But you can’t stop me. So… listen up, fly-girl.” She cooed. “I am going to head to Marenobyl. I am going to absorb all the energy there. And then once I am big enough to turn this entire city into scrap in seconds, then maybe you’ll change your mind about annoying me so much.” She stamped down the road towards the power station.

“No!” Spitfire gasped. She fired a few quick blasts at Trixie in an attempt to stop her, but Trixie didn’t even feel them as she continued to saunter down the streets.

The actors and Spitfire’s few remaining soldiers ran towards Rich Tower as fast as they could. Thankfully, while the streets were littered with paw-prints and abandoned vehicles, there were very few ponies around, as most had either fled or been absorbed at this point. “We’re almost there!” Daisy pointed. “Just a few more blocks and...”

Spitfire swooped down in front of her. “We have a problem!” She said frantically.

“What is it?” Lily gulped.

“Trixie isn’t… She’s not interested in chasing me.” Spitfire panted. “I can annoy her, yeah. But that’s not enough for her to stop and chase me. At this point, the only thing that could get her attention long enough for us to get into position is either anger or desire."

“Hmmm...” Daisy exclaimed, seeing Trixie walking further away in the distance. "Yeah… I don't think weapons are gonna get her attention anymore… At least not for more than a few seconds."

"Does anypony have any better ideas for a distraction?" Lily whimpered.

"I don't know. We'd need to offer her something she wants..." Daisy pondered. "Something like... The potential of getting to eat a main character..." She sighed, her ears falling flat. "I think one of us will need to offer ourselves as bait… And I'm the one that's going to do it…"

Lily and Doctor K gasped.

“You can’t!” Lily grabbed Daisy’s arm.

“Look!” Daisy said suddenly. "I'm not gonna let her grow any bigger! If I have to sacrifice myself to do it, then so be it!”

"You're a brave mare..." Spitfire nodded. "You'll need a fast vehicle to avoid her. Thankfully for you, the power plant isn't near any major highway exits, so traffic should be fairly clear."

"I can get one at Rich Tower’s parking garage. He's loaded beyond belief. Should be plenty of fast cars in there.” Daisy nodded. “And please keep an eye on him.” She gestured towards Doctor K. "He may be playing nice now, but I still don't trust him..."

"I Will...” Spitfire saluted. “He seems a bit... out there. But he's kind of our only hope. If this anti-magic weapon doesn't work, then we're all doomed. Nothing we have can even put a dent in her at this point." She sighed. "And... Good luck, Daisy…"

"Thanks… This is gonna be our only chance, we can't afford to waste it." With that Daisy took off running down the street.

Trixie stepped out of the sea of skyscrapers that made up the downtown and walked into the industrial district. The buildings here were much shorter than the monolithic skyscrapers of the business district, the factories barely came up to the titanic bear-pony's knees. Trixie was moving at a plodding pace. The dozens of holes that had been ripped in her by the ice beams seemed to be taking their toll. Despite them slowly healing up, Trixie was realizing she was more hurt than she realized. She clutched her abdomen in pain. “Hnnngh… Mayhaps Trixie is not quite as indestructible as she thought…” She crouched down towards a power-line and jammed it into her chest, letting herself soak up some of that soothing magical energy. “Ahhh… No matter. Soon even the chill of the Crystal Empire will be but an ice cube compared to my magnificence.” She started casually rubbing herself, aroused by the prospect of just how powerful she would become in the future.

“She’s hurt!" Daisy perked up as she drove her sports car towards the giantess. "I might have more of a chance than I thought." She licked her dry lips in determination.

The impact of Trixie sitting down caused the very ground to shake, even making a few buildings collapse. The noise reached nearly deafening levels. The sound of crunching metal filled the streets. Craters were pressed into the tarmac as Trixie's massive rear flattened an entire intersection. And yet Daisy kept driving, determined to catch up to her rampaging co-star. "Trixie!” She yelled and leaned on the horn.

“Hmmm?” Trixie’s ears perked up at the sound of a horn so close to her. She couldn’t imagine any survivors in the area would want to draw attention to themselves and glanced over at the red sports car. "Who dares!?"

Daisy wasn't by any means a professional driver, but she was still doing a fantastic job at dodging the debris scattered through the damaged streets. She managed to get a fair distance in front of Trixie and quickly performed a handbrake turn. “Trixie!” She yelled once more, before firing her frost pistol at the giantess.

Trixie looked over to see Daisy in the car, impotently shooting at her. She chuckled, amused by the fact that a lethal weapon for a smaller person was barely an attention-getter for her. But that was just how powerful she had become, even in a state of slight injury. "Well well... Daisy. Fancy seeing you here. I assumed you had died in those tunnels in my love juices. I mean… Spitfire, I can see escaping, but you? She must have really bailed you out."

Daisy growled at her remarks. “You know, Trixie… You’re a real sick slut, you know that? Only you would be such a whore as to consider using your orgasm as a weapon!” She spat.

“Oooh… Daisy. Such scathing words from such a little mare. But your attempts to anger me before I eat you are amusing at best. I felt the need to let my juices flow because having Oranos inside me was just... Mmmm. So good." She massaged her glowing clitoris. "He's a wonderful stallion. Both when we were equals, and now that he’s my lovely little clit star...” She cooed, rubbing the glowing nub.

“Yeah… He is a wonderful stallion, isn’t he?” Daisy chuckled. “Shame he didn’t feel the same way about you...” She smirked.

Trixie paused. “I’m sorry… What!?”

“You weren’t the only one who had a thing going with him. And ‘wonderful mare’ isn’t exactly something that came up in the bedroom when we were talking about you...” Daisy chuckled. “Come to think of it… He didn’t really have much good to say about you. He was always ranting about how much of a smug prick you were. Yelling at crew members, getting into fights with the extras, being late to set, messing up scenes! He said you were a nightmare to work with! Come to think of it, the only thing he had nice to say about you was how good a rider you were.” Daisy chuckled. “Honestly… I'm not surprised. You always were a mare with no substance. As ephemeral as the illusions you used to cojure up. It didn’t surprise me in the slightest that Oranos just saw you as a fuck-hole!"

"What!? N-no... That's not true..." Trixie glowered. "You're lying! I have Oranos' spirit inside of me, and I know he would never..." Trixie gasped and looked down between her legs, a shocked look coming across her face. "He did say that... I was a vapid, self-absorbed bitch, and the only reason we hooked up was because I was hot..." She slammed her fist into a gas station. "That bastard! He couldn't even be straightforward with me!"

Daisy jumped at the sound of the exploding gas station, but she kept calm and maintained her composure. "Awww… is somepony upset?” She mocked. “Face it, Trixie! You’re not as talented as you thought you were! You're just a power-hungry, stupid bimbo! The directors just wanted a pretty face to play the part of the monster in order to boost ticket sales. Now, in my opinion they should have brought someone in with more class. Maybe somepony who can actually act. But when all you have to do is stomp around a city and roar a lot, I can see why they’d hire somepony who’d barely cut it on the set of a bad porno.”

“Shut the fuck up, Daisy!” Trixie roared. “I don’t have to take this from you! I don’t have to take this from anypony!” She tensed up, the stars within her flaring with agony and rage.

“Face the truth, Trixie! You're nothing more but an insecure bitch." Daisy said with a smirk.

Trixie frowned, but then she looked up at Daisy and got ready to pounce. "You know what... Maybe you're right. Maybe I always was an insecure bitch with delusions of grandeur who adopted a macrophillia fetish because they wanted to be more powerful than they actually were." She shook her head. "But now... Now I actually am big, Daisy. I'm the goddess I've always wanted to be. And you'll see firsthand just how full of myself I can be when I make you a part of me!"

Daisy quickly jumped back into the sports car, which was still running, and sped off as fast as she could. "Ha! If you think I'm going to just let you catch me, then you have another thing coming, you overgrown bitch!" She flipped Trixie off and swerved down the street away from the power plant.

"You think I'm going to give you a chance!?" Trixie chased after her, demolishing whatever got in her way. "That's cute, Daisy! I'm a fucking goddess! I can do whatever I wish to you, or anypony else for that matter! And when I catch you, you're going straight up my big hairy asshole!"

While Trixie chased Daisy around the city, Lily, Doctor K and Spitfire were in Rich Tower’s labs, working on the anti-magic cannon. "You a hundred-percent sure this'll work?" Asked Spitfire, looking up at Doctor K.

"No..." Said Doctor K. "In fact, I’d say there's only around a twenty percent chance it will. But it's better than nothing. We've got to try something before she gets even bigger..."

"Only twenty percent!?” Spitfire gasped. “We sent that brave civilian out there as bait over a twenty percent chance!?” Spitfire yelled in protest, gripping her fist. “I swear to Celestia… If this doesn’t work, I’m tossing you off the roof...” She muttered.

"Look... It's the best hope we've got at stopping Trixie." Doctor K grit his teeth. "Every weapon you threw at her just made her bigger... And if we don't take her down, you won't have to toss me off the roof, Trixie will kill us all. Or whatever happens when she absorbs people!” He rubbed his chin in curiosity.

"Okay whatever! Just make sure you work fast.” Spitfire scowled. “At Trixie's current size, it won't be too long before she catches up with Daisy and I'd rather be able to thank her in person for her bravery rather than posthumously."

“Yeah… Yeah… I’m working...” Doctor K mumbled and began looking through several cabinets filled with various experimental weapons, before pulling out a massive eight-foot-long cannon which slightly glowed with red energy. “Aha! Here we are!”

"How is that supposed to work? That doesn’t even look like a magical weapon." Asked Spitfire. "Everypony knows arcane magic has a blue tint to it. What's the red stuff?"

"This... this is Anti-magic. It's not used often, as it's much easier to just kill an enemy than it is to take away their access to magic. Even the police are more favorable to yellow 'stunner' bolts." Doctor K patted the weapon. "But this will destroy magic, and given that Trixie's body seems to be made of pure magic... Well, If anything is capable of taking her out, it will be this."

“It’s not really that portable. But it should be super simple to hit the bitch with it. She’s not exactly a small target.” Said Spitfire. “Let’s get this up to the roof and blast her!”

"Well, here's the thing. In order to fire the weapon with enough power to take out a living enchantment as powerful as Trixie we'll need tons of power, and that means Marenobyl. And even then, there’s a very good chance we’ll burn the weapon out. It is a prototype, after all, and we're asking it to fire a beam that's powerful enough to take out an absolutely massive Ursa Major." Doctor K picked up the weapon and headed towards towards the car garage.

"So we really only do have one shot at this..." Spitfire said with a sigh. "Well there's no use complaining about it. We'd better hurry and get to Marenobyl, that’s were Trixie was gonna head to next anyways… Let's just hope Daisy can somehow make it out alive." She followed Doctor K and Lily down towards the car garage and stepped into a large truck.

"Fuck… I'm gonna run out of road soon!" Daisy cursed as she spotted the coastline. Despite some impressive driving maneuvers, Trixie’s size was far too much for her to overcome and the massive mare pounced over the sports car. “Aaaah!” She gasped, putting the car into reverse and pressing the pedal to the metal, hoping to pick up enough speed for her to escape, but it was quite difficult for her to gain much traction on the sandy beach.

Trixie got down on all fours like a predator and began purring lewdly. "It's over Daisy..." She smirked. "You may have been a slight annoyance, but it was all for naught. No weapon can stop me. Not you, not the army, and certainly not your little friends who I'm going to eat next." She reached towards the car and picked it up.

"Oh no..." Daisy gasped and began muttering to herself. "If Trixie absorbs me, she'll know we have a plan in place to stop her!" Daisy pulled out the pistol, ready to sacrifice herself before her secrets were revealed, but she wasn’t going to shoot herself just yet. Not when she could further delay Trixie. She rolled down the window of her car and tossed herself out of it, plummeting down into the sea below.

Trixie laughed as she saw Daisy bail out into the ocean. She casually tossed her car aside and smirked as it slammed into a bait shop and exploded. "Still clinging on to life outside of me, huh Daisy?" Trixie brought her foot down on a nearby pier and demolished it in a single stomp. "So desperate to keep yourself away from me when you know you're only delaying the inevitable. What reason could you have for such fervor?" She sifted around in the sea for Daisy. "You must have memories you're desperate to keep me from reading! What’s wrong? Don’t want me to go through your dirty laundry!?” She laughed, and then paused. “Or...” She said with a bit more concern. "You have a plan to stop me, don't you?"

Daisy hid in the wreckage of the shattered pier, hiding herself under several boards and using a drinking straw from a tiki bar in order to allow herself to breathe without having to poke her head above the surface.

Trixie kept searching through the sea, nearly finding Daisy on multiple occasions, but she always managed to literally slip through her fingers. Meanwhile, Trixie was becoming more and more frustrated. "Grrrr! Fine! I can't afford to wait any longer chasing an ant like you, Daisy! I don't know what you and your little friends are planning, but it’s obvious you want me distracted! I’m going to go to Marenobyl right now and...” She paused once more, trying to think how a desperate tiny would think. “Come to think of it… That might be your plan…” She rubbed her chin. “I mean… That’s obviously the first place I would head after eating you… Damn it, Daisy! Get your ass out here!” She bellowed into the ocean.

But Trixie got no answer. Just the gurgling of water and her own glowering reflection.

"Okay. That does it…" Trixie growled. "You’re gonna play games like that? Keeping little secrets from me? Fine. Have it your way." Trixie stood up and started marching away from the power station, pushing through several knee-high buildings on her march.

Doctor K, Spitfire and Lily gave a look of confusion as they watched Trixie stomping away. Spitfire did a double-take as she watched Trixie march away from the city, heading further inland. "She’s retreating?"

"No way. Really?" Lily asked. “That doesn’t sound like Trixie.”

"Yeah, she’s heading northwest." Spitfire smiled slightly. “That doesn’t make any sense. Why would she head there?”

"D-do you think she figured out our plan and knows to stay away from Marenobyl?" Asked Lily.

"No... I Don't think so.” Spitfire scratched her head. “Doctor, how long is the range on that weapon?”

“The beam has a very, very long range and she's a massive target." Doctor K nodded. “Hitting her at an extreme distance should not be difficult considering her generous size.” He said with a smug look on his face.

"Seriously... What is she doing?” Spitfire grit her teeth. “Why would she retreat?”

"She’s not retreating." Doctor K looked over at Spitfire with a mix of curiosity and dread. "She's hunting…" He pointed to the packed highways leading out of the city.

Trixie pushed through an office building as she stomped towards the crowded highway, which was packed with ponies evacuating the war-zone Manehattan had become. They thought they would be safe from the giant rampaging monster once they had left the city, but now they were fleeing for their lives in the packed highway. But unfortunately for them, traffic was woefully slow. Manehattan’s traffic was always a nightmare even on good days, so now that the entire population was trying to escape all at once, it was in a state of complete standstill, with cars barely getting to move a few hundred feet every fifteen minutes.

Trixie grinned wildly to see them. The highway looked like a conveyor belt full of brightly-colored candies. Perfect for a growing goddess. “Awww. Look at this gridlock.” Trixie crouched down over one of the highway exits and cooed, her pussy continuously leaking a thick, musky goo onto the cars below. “All you little ponies, trying to get away from the big bad bear. But there's no escaping the Great and Powerful Trixie!” She slammed her paw onto the highway and started dragging it through the crowded road, absorbing thousands of ponies into her hand in mere moments.

It was complete pandemonium. Cars drove off the road, or into other cars in a mad bid to try to escape Trixie’s crushing paws. Others abandoned their vehicles altogether and tried to make it on foot. But it made very little difference, and after only a few minutes, an entire mile of jam-packed traffic had been absorbed by her ursine feet. Tens of thousands of stars swirled around in Trixie’s soles, many of them floating upwards to give her a more uniform distribution of flickering lights.

Trixie chuckled as she saw dozens of news helicopters floating around in the distance. All of them were staying well away from her massive form, which was easily able to be seen in all its mighty glory now that she was no longer being obscured by the gigantic buildings of Manehattan. She licked her lips and gave a sultry purr, knowing that each of those news stations were being watched by potentially tens of millions of ponies, and the showmare in her was just eager to show off her power. “I know many of you little ponies think yourselves to be safe.” She chuckled at the news choppers. “That I am of a static size, and there’s only so much destruction I can cause before I grow bored or am stopped by a power greater than myself.” She crouched down over the highway, her knee absorbing dozens of cars unlucky enough to be under it. Trixie then reached down, and scooped up a massive pileup of vehicles, the tiny cars looking like fragile ball bearings to her.

“Well you are wrong. The more I rampage, the more powerful I become!” Trixie held her hand out to a news crew and purred, showing the cars being sucked into her paw, causing hundreds of new stars to appear in her enormous body as the ponies’ souls became one with her. “There is no hope for your continued existence as a separate entity. Very soon, you will all exist within the divine body of the Great and Powerful Trixie! By this point, there is no power in existence that can stop me!” She laughed maniacally.

“Erm… Excuse us…?” Trixie heard a tiny voice near her right ear and turned to see a news chopper brazenly hovering a few hundred feet from her. “We were… erm… wondering if we could perhaps get an interview… Goddess?” The reporter asked. “You know… For all the souls that are still… separate...”

“Ah. A newspony who knows their place.” Trixie smiled. “Yes, you may absolutely have an interview, on the condition that it be given totally uncensored.” She ran her hands across her boobs. "I don't want my body to be hidden from those who will soon be one with it."

“Thank you… G-g-goddess.” Said the reporter. “Erm… So… We were wondering… First off, why are you rampaging? And… Killing...” She gulped. “So many ponies.”

“First off, I am not killing them. They’re alive and well in their goddess. They just have given up their bodies and free will to a higher power.” Trixie cooed, her internal stars lighting up with excitement. “Secondly, I rampage because it’s fun and it turns me on. Not that a goddess needs to justify any of her actions, of course.”

“I see… And this will be the fate of all those who are separate from you?” The reporter asked.

“Heh. Pretty much.” Trixie smirked and crouched down over the highway, eliciting screams of terror and pleas for mercy from those trapped on the motorway. Thousands of vehicles had already been trampled under her massive feet, but Trixie was tired of absorbing ponies through her soles. She wanted to feel what it was like to eat orally again. She waggled her massive fingers over the sea of vehicles before she picked out a bus packed with terrified ponies. "Yes. This will do nicely." She ripped the bus open and sprinkled the occupants out onto her tongue. “Mmmm...” Trixie purred and licked her lips. “At this point, you all pretty much exist for my pleasure. But don’t despair, little ones. Once you are a part of the Great and Powerful Trixie, you’ll be able to partake in my pleasurable power-trip with me!” Trixie then sat down, creating a pair of huge craters as her twin buttocks crashed into the road.

“And by pleasure, you mean…?” The reporter gulped.

“I’m sure you know what I mean.” Trixie purred lewdly. “But for those of you viewing at home, I will show you. And please, do not be ashamed of being turned on by it. I encourage those sorts of thoughts. To anypony watching, drop your pants, gaze upon my form, and stroke whatever set of genitals you have in reverence of my magnificence. You will be rewarded once you join the heaven that is my body for doing so.” Trixie pressed her feet together, trapping a large portion of the highway in between her paws. But instead of simply crushing them, she absorbed them into her soles, spreading her legs apart and wiggling her toes around erotically for the news. If there was one thing Trixie knew from her macro fetish, it was that a lot of them loved feet, so she was sure that literally eating ponies with her soles was bound to trigger a few orgasms. She moaned and rubbed her tender soles, shivering as the crowds of screaming ponies melted into her flesh.

“Oh Celestia...” The news reporter gasped. “Th-thank you for the interview, goddess… We’ll just be going now...”

“Mmmm.” Trixie purred. “Not unless you want me to eat you right now, you wont.” She closed her eyes and cooed as the ponies in her feet melted into stars. “You can serve your goddess by broadcasting her form to those unfortunate enough to not be a part of her yet, or you can tickle my anus with your tiny little blades. I can guess you don’t want that much of an inside scoop?” She gave a lewd smirk.

“N-n-no goddess… Right away…” The reporter hung her head in defeat. “Keep filming...” She turned to her camera-stallion.

“Good.” Trixie cooed and scooped up a row of cars, flicking her fingers through them to toss out a few she deemed to be ugly. “Hmmmm… You know, Trixie has been in a few pornos before. But she was never really excited for any of them. They were just paychecks to her. But then again, none of them catered to my fetish quite like this… This feeling of ultimate power… This is what turns Trixie on more than anything!” She laughed and slammed the mob of ponies against her pussy. Many of them didn’t make it inside and were absorbed by her vaginal lips, but a few hundred hit the mark, and were sent directly into her slimy love tunnel.

The reporter and the rest of the chopper crew just stared on in horror as Trixie proceeded to pleasure herself. A large mass of stars appeared in her crotch as she rubbed the screaming mob further and further into her sex. Her moans of pleasure quickly overtook that of the shouts and honks down below, and a passionate coo escaped her lips

Whining softly, Trixie moved her hips over the highway. Her rhythmic strokes were growing more and more fevered with each passing moment. Her massive feet curled and stretched, terrifying the survivors down below.

Trixie’s crotch was simply glowing with blue light. She began wiggling her rump side to side, gasping as she felt a faint little tickle under her anus as a few trapped vehicles were absorbed into her pucker. It added another layer to the sweet pleasure of the ponies squirming around inside her pussy. Tilting her head back, she released a massive roar into the sky. She was so enthralled in her blind lust, she didn’t even realize she had cum until she felt the sticky wetness against her fingers.

The ponies on the highway were less fortunate, and found themselves knee deep in a sticky white swamp. And much to their dismay, Trixie just kept going. Each roar indicating another few thousand gallons worth of ursine jizz crashing down on them. Trixie’s cum rained down on them like a raging volcano of lust. The heavy orgasms streamed out of her in great bursts and completely coated the tiny ponies down below. Most were absolutely disgusted by the layer of musky white goo that now bathed them, but a few found it oddly erotic to be covered in the goddess’ seed and bowed down to her, seeing no point in denying the inevitable.

Trixie raised her rear off the ground and started gasping as she reached her twelfth orgasm in the last minute. She was beyond amazed at her new body. Being made out of pure energy had not only given her the size to appreciate her fetish, but the stamina necessary to be truly aroused by it. Stream after stream gushed out of her pussy, washing through the highways and the adjacent woods, flooding them out and miring thousands of ponies who assumed themselves to be safe and hidden in a quagmire of her juices. After one last moan, Trixie found herself satisfied. She looked up at the helicopter and shook her rear a little, before looking at the small lake of cum she had produced. “Do you… See that?” She panted. “That is… Your future… That is what the Great and Powerful Trixie is capable of! All will kneel before me and my might… And there isn’t a damn thing on this planet that can stop me!”