No better way to start a journey into dehumanizing all of your prospective food by snuffing out a connection that the other half thought was genuine, but the giant saw as secondary to their newfound urge to consume.

I hear it's like a big container you can shake and other bluesky users fall out for you to eat

If they're not at least a little willing to get off on you finding new and innovative ways to snuff out the existence of everything beneath you are they really worth being around

*And* an extra 10 for every hole you can put in it without the whole thing falling over! Really puts the structural integrity to the test for everyone inside hearing the creak of of the increasingly strained frame.

You're exceptional at that "wanting to be larger and more powerful than everything in the world around me and force it to not just respect but be afraid of my every impulse" vibe that's immaculate for cruel and predatory giant girls and I have very normal thoughts about people who have that vibe

or some kind of bunker supposedly undetectable to normal senses swept up in panic as a groove in the wall flutters open, inanimate matter turning into a glowing red eye taking inventory of the room as they hear my body approach outside. And they *don't* want to know what happens in my stomach.
(2/2)

A bit tangential but oogh the idea of mixing them together causing a sensory and mental link between all of them as their own thoughts just drown in the sea of fear of being devoured and pain of your stomach times a dozen, barely able to remain individual as their suffering transcends normal biology

frame slowly buckling as the primal fear of death sets in, and you and your crew flicker through every response from pleading to retracing training for a way out. All the while, space grows thinner until it's the pressure of their digit versus the space your body occupies. You know how it ends.

There's endless entertainment in millions of dollars in military technology you were assured was top of the line cratering to the insurmountable biology of an entity greater than any weapon as fangs sink through a plane they hold like butter and a solitary finger pins down the hatch of your tank,

Some part of my brain feels like cops or military showing up is passé, but also the abject terror of people supposed to be "prepared for anything" against effectively a sentient natural disaster that wants to torture and degrade them, specifically, is peak

Also massacring authority is fun and based

True, I always see things more through the perspective of a monster than royalty who must manage perception...

... though I'm inclined to say that anyone like us can act however we please. I mean, is anyone going to speak ill of a prince being a bit improper when they're churned to bones?~

Well, there's nothing undignified about enforcing your rule over your subjects. The only unsightly part would be how they react to being dumped into an impossibly vast, ocean-sized cauldron of stomach acid where they only have one fate.

Slim and unassuming as ever, then suddenly the bubble of a city's worth of people getting digested rolls up the throat and results in a ear-bursting, glass shattering and ground rattling burp

"Oh, forgive me for that.~"

Alternatively I will do this for all my beloved hungry and mean queens kings and themperors out there who deserve big guts and bigger asses