A scene in which a ravenous alien having already eaten several crew members, continues to gorge and grow and smash her way through the spaceship.

Cover artwork by Meanbeany (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/meanybeany/)
Original art piece: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/34808673/

Sound design by MonsterChow (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/monsterchow)
Commissioned by Gahtren (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gahtren/)

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DESCRIPTION:
0:00 Swallowing a mouthful of food, the residual gulp descended into her throat with a loud, wet noise as alarms blared in the facility. She hisses and lets loose a wet belch splattering saliva all over the metallic floor.

0:11 She begins to stomp down the corridor. The metal creaks under her feet, and her breath is labored. Hissing wheezes and pants escape her throat as her stomach sloshes around with blubber and the contents of her previous meal.

0:24 With a breathless, hissing roar, her footsteps pause. Her stomach begins to growl. Her head arcs down and her thick neck pushes against itself, creaking gently. Her lower pair of arms begin to rub her stomach as it exudes a louder, bubbling grumble.

0:40 A worried whine escapes her mouth. At the same time, acid is leaked out and sizzles on the floor. Her body seizes up as she strains out a roar; her frame creaks as it begins to swell. Trying to adjust her footing as her weight increases, her belly sloshing.

0:56 With her sudden growth spurt stopping, she breathes deeply and collects herself. Every stomp down the corridor made the floor groan under her newfound weight. Every step bent it slightly to accept her heavier assets, she wheezed and hauled her frame forward.

1:16 Her senses tingle. Everything around her slows down, and she hears the whirring of mechanical gears activating. The eyeless monster knew the door leading to her escape was closing quickly by the millisecond. She sprinted to it, huffing and puffing loudly. If she had been more agile, she could’ve made it past the obstacle quickly. But her body catches it halfway against her back, and the weight of the heavy metal door causes her to collapse.

1:45 She was trapped. Her foot claws attempt to make the door budge—any attempt to push back left her tired. Her sharp talons scraped against the metal as she tried to gain leverage, but it left her breathing heavily. A short moment passed before her belly released an ominous, deep gurgle.

She let off a surprised screech as her body grew. The heavy door was being pushed back up, breaking its mechanics and causing the metal to groan as she forced it back up.

2:05 With a victorious roar. She leaned her head down, hearing her body jiggle and squish just from her neck alone. Her belly was much bigger than before, and every stroke from her lower hands caused it to wobble like a thick, gelatinous liquid. Her mouth oozed with saliva, getting some on her belly by accident.

2:15 THUD THOOM THUD

With every step, the metal was now denting under her weight. Her belly sloshed left and right, along with her neck, and anything else that had been affected by her growth.

2:25 She reached a garage and pushed armored vehicles aside with her feet and sides. The sounds of vehicles getting half-crushed by her feet or pushed away echoed, a nuisance, but her priority was in front of her. Her belly sloshed around heavily as she made her way to yet another obstacle—an even bigger metal door.

2:40 Her patience was wearing thin. She charged at the door with surprising strength, bashing against it with her body. Her claws scraped against the metal, and her stubbornness made her repeat the same action by using her body to clash against the heavy door.

3:00 A breathless roar bellowed from her throat. Her body began to expand, surging out as she clawed at the door again, to no avail. It was all in vain as her body creaked and grew before stopping.

3:15 She screeched at the door. Taking her anger out on the surrounding vehicles, crushing them, and slamming them away with her tail. Clawing at the first thing her eyeless face was set upon.

3:30 In the middle of her tantrum. Her belly emanates a rumble, and hunger begins to call to her. It continues to churn, controlling her focus on finding food. Fortunately, many wrapped-up packages appeared to be nearby and abandoned. Her slimy inner maw thrust out and scooped a mouthful, her enormous gut whining as it wanted more. So she ate more.

3:50 After stuffing herself silly. Her tantrum whittled down, and exhaustion settled in. Unfortunately for the nearby tank (or two) as she plopped her enormous backside on them. Crushing them into scrap heaps and using them unconditionally as chairs. She wheezed and panted, her gut still groaning as it was digesting her meal. A long nap would be necessary. As indicated by the deep, airy belch following suit.