Aisha put the members of the Outlaw Star in their respective carrying locations. Melfina and Sazuka were in Aisha right fist and Gene in her left, Jim of course was perched on the top of her massive head where he could tie himself in and enjoy traveling by Giantess.

“Hey Aisha, were you really going to eat that guy?” Jim asked. The question had been bothering him since the near swallowing of the poor driver. A part of him didn’t want to see harm come to the innocent man, but a darker part of his mind wanted to see the small bulge in Aisha’s throat.

“You bet, I’ve been thinking about it and I think that I’m going to be adding terrans to my diet.” Aisha’s tongue came out and licked across her mouth. The memory of that yummy near meal was still fresh in her mind.

“Aw crap, we’re all going to be eaten,” Was all Gene had to say from with in Aisha’s fist.

“Don’t be stupid Gene, I’m not going to be some eating machine that eats hundreds of people. I’ll just have a couple a day and I’ll only eat criminals, jerks and cute guys.” None of this calmed down Gene.

“Better look out Jim, remember, she called you cute not to long ago,” Gene called out to the boy on Aisha’s head.

“Gene,” Aisha growled warningly. Her fist tightened slowly around the man in it and he gave a squeak as he felt the vice like grip.

“Let’s make one thing strait, I will now or never eat Jim. He is the only one of you dumb terrans that I really like. Ever since meeting him, he has treated me with the respect and kindness that a Ctarl-Ctarl deserves.” Aisha glared at the tiny man struggling to breath in her fist.

“The one that should be looking out is you Gene, remember my diet consist of criminals, jerks and cute guys. You may not be cute, but you fall into the jerk category.” She grinned down viscously at Gene like she was a playful cat and he the helpless mouse, which in some ways was exactly what was happening.

“Aisha you can’t eat Gene.” Jim had not involved himself in the conversation, wanting to find out what Aisha’s plans for his fellow terrans was.

“Thanks buddy,” Gene squeaked as he started to turn blue.

“If you eat him, you could catch his stupid.” Jim chuckled a little, then Aisha laughed only hers was much louder and shook the ground.

“Your right Jim, I wouldn’t want to catch the stupidity bug.” Aisha managed to say in-between laughing.

Once the laughter had died down, Aisha started towards the Shady Lady. Her feet kicked up dirt and dust as she traveled at maximum speed towards her destination. Several times, she avoided stepping on terrans who were too dumb to get out of her way. Power lines and cars were over turned as she pass, but no life was lost as she raced towards her destination. She was actually having fun traveling through populated areas, she would catapult herself up by jumping on large buildings a see how far she could land. Once, she landed in a small lake, which to her was only up to her ankles. She shared a laugh with Jim as her landing in the lake caused a tidal wave to fall on some unsuspecting tourists. Civilization disappeared soon and they came to a small building in the middle of nowhere.

“This the place?” Aisha asked Gene.

“Yep.”

“Good,” Aisha purred. She removed Jim from her head and put down her friend, and then she reached for the top of the building. In one mighty pull, she ripped the roof off and tossed it aside. A mighty crash followed as the top of the domicile came crashing down to earth.

“Howdy,” Aisha called down to the gapping people inside the roofless building. Immediately panic filled the bar and people started to rush for the door, but Aisha’s hand was quicker and it came down in front of the exit, blocking all from escaping. People screamed and pushed as a mass panic set in.

“QUIET!” Aisha boomed, stopping everyone in his or her tracks.

“Good, now I’m looking for a guy that goes by the name Paul Newburg.” A shaking waitress walked before Aisha’s gaze and stammered out something.

“Sorry toots, you’re speaking to low. Maybe if I bring you closer to my face then I’ll be able to hear you.” Seeing the giant furred hand coming towards her, the waitress found her voice.

“HE’S NOT HERE!”

“Oh poop.” Aisha was about to tell the crew that the guy wasn’t here, when she noticed two guys in the back trying to get out the window. Before they could escape, Aisha plucked up the two men and brought them closer to her fanged face.

“Maybe you could tell use where Paul Newburg is?” She asked the two terrified men.

“Why would we know anything?” one of them asked in a trembling voice.

“Cause you tried to run.” Aisha grinned, scaring people was kind of fun.

“We were afraid that you were going to eat us,” Aisha snorted at the man, then grew a big evil smile.

“Who said that I wasn’t going to?” Both men wailed at her words and Aisha took her eyes off them to look down at Jim.

“I think it’s time to interrogate these punks, but I can’t decide which method to use. Should I cram em up my but until they speak, or see how long they can last in my stomach?” Aisha said to Jim at her feet.

“Why ask me?” Jim begged. He didn’t want to have to decide which form of torture Aisha was going to use.

“Cause you’re my little conscience, now hurry up before I decide to start pulling limbs off.” Aisha’s gaze returned to the two men that had heard what was in store for them. They didn’t know what was a worse fate, suffocating up a Ctarl-Ctarl’s butt or being digested in her gut.