Zackman Giantess 19

Looks like Rachela's making a mess in the kitchen again. 

You may remember Rachela from a previous submission - linked here:  gruffmcmilitary.deviantart.com… .  A prestigious santeria priestess of the Miami Playa de las Orquídeas (Beach of the Orchids - sister coven to the "Mystic View" coven up north), she'd been stood up for dinner by her asshole "boyfriend" at the exclusive Antonio's restaurant on the chic South Beach strip.  She made sure the bastard had payed in spades for how he'd treated her, treating him to a rather ignominious ride home (after enjoying dinner with another, more worthy man, of course).

Since then, Rachela hasn't been going out to many restaurants.  The whole scene just bores and depresses her.  Instead, ever since the coven unlocked the arcane secrets of manipulating the proportions of living beings, Rachela's been a regular Julia Child in the kitchen.  All night she'll be clattering around with pots and pans while the other witches are tormenting their own man-pets or crafting dark new rites, or just streaming The Magicians on TV.  She actually makes a helluva mess practically every time, but the others don't mind because Rachela usually makes her man-pets clean up and of course she shares what she makes with her sister witches.  

Tonight, she's been struck in the middle of the night by an insatiable craving for cookies, cake, or brownies . . . to be honest she's not sure which yet.  Just something with way too much ooey-gooey chocolate.  Midway through her baking experiments, though, she decides to add a "secret ingredient" - the crazed, horrified desperation of tiny men.

The tradition of "licking the mixer" is usually one reserved for after the baking is in the oven.  But Rachela doesn't can't help herself.  Fastened in place with a quick roll of electrical tape, her "Man of the Year" boyfriend is dunked in the thick, chocolate baking mix.  Soon he is joined by one of his bastard friends (who actually tried hitting on Rachela after her original boyfriend "disappeared").  Kicking and screaming, the two of them are licked and sucked clean time and time and time again.  

You'd think such an experience would be a dream come true, but of course these helpless little bugs know they may well be swallowed whole at any time.  Mortal terror precludes any chance of them enjoying what's happening to them.  As Rachela's appetite sharpens, her growls of hunger deepen, and the odds that these two victims will live to see the morning grow even smaller than they are.

Who knows if Rachela will ever actually bake anything tonight.  She just might content herself with tasting the wailing cries of her wriggling little playthings, the frantic struggles against the back of her tongue, the swallow of her throat, the slippery doom down to her stomach . . .

How does the story end?  What is the fate of these men?  My friends, that is up to you.  Their fate is in your hands.  Does she save them to torment another day?  Forgive them?  And succumb to the rumble in her belly?

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I hope you like the story and the artwork.  Likes, Comments, and Watches are super-appreciated, and a big part of what makes creating this artwork worthwhile!  In any case, thanks for checking this out!

And let us know what you think should happen to these guys.

Most importantly, though, THANKS TO EVERYONE who helped me reach these milestones (especially 300 watchers)!  

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Minor fixes to one of the victim's hands and Rachela's nose.