THE DESS (Patreon)

Have an extra story write up by https://www.deviantart.com/nutgonnabe, who's been writing a Symphogear monster story and wanted to do something for this (non canon to his story though):

Kirika brought her foot down right on a crowd of the tasty little humans, engulfing them all at once. Hundreds upon hundreds were swept up by the currents of slime within her. Even those not directly covered but who were merely brushed she pulled in through her membrane. Their screams were delectably audible as they vibrated through her, adding to the taste as flesh was stripped from muscle, the muscle from the bone, and finally the skeletons themselves boiled away.

The vehicles she pulled in lasted somewhat longer, their steel frames slowly disintegrating until the mass of inhabitants spilled out and Kirika’s insides spilled in, their final consumption a great burst of meat. Her membrane fizzed and quivered at the delicious taste of so many getting broken down at once… each step was a feast!

Those caught between her stride were not spared either, as tentacles shot forth from Kirika’s immense legs to sweep down between her legs, making sure to catch every morsel. The vibrations and scents of yet more delicious humans in the surrounding buildings prompted Kirika to send more tentacles plunging into them. They trivially punched through walls, roofs, and windows like cardboard, flooding entire floors to pull up the terrified people huddling inside. Men, women, children… all were merely food for the great slime.

Their disintegrating mass became yet more slime, steadily enlarging Kirika even as it fed her. Yet the new mass demanded even more nutrients, more food, a cycle of endless hunger that seemed not even close to done. All Kirika could think of was to pursue the crowds relentlessly, simply melting through any buildings that got in her path, making sure to fully consume all the humans that she snatched from within.

Yet one other thought did manage to echo out through the growing slimegirls mind. A memory of someone Kirika loved. A beautiful twin-tailed girl whose touch had comforted Kirika, whose scent was the sweetest fragrant she knew, whose voice was the greatest melody for her. A name, a wonderful enchanting name drifted alongside the memory: Shirabe. Kirika had already made up her mind. She would eat and eat until she found that girl, until she found her Shirabe. And then she would take Shirabe into herself, infuse her with the same nature as herself, let her enjoy the same ascension she had experienced…

And then together, they would consume the world.