“N-No, stop!! I don't want to die!!”

Those were the unfortunate last thoughts the heroic spirit Scheherazade blurted out as her status as a hero came to an end forever. Her lovely, thick, voluptuous chocolate body broke apart in the Celtic Queen’s bloated middle, without being reduced to golden dust as a Servant usually did when they died. She remained as she was, her sexy meat being stripped from her bones and transformed into a thick, chunky broth that was going to head straight for Medb’s ass as so many other Servants had done before her.

“Is that really all you’ve got, Scheherazade? I must say, I'm disappointed! I'd have thought that drive to always survive of yours would have meant a few more minutes of struggling than the average cow~”

The pink-haired cruel woman cackled as she pressed her whipping crop into the softening stomach sprawled out in front of her on the ground. The shape that was once humanoid and exceptionally curvy was now rapidly smoothing into a churning dome, while belch after belch rolled out past her satisfied lips.

“BHUUUUURPFFF- Mmm~ Yes, I should definitely claim more dark meat when I have the chance~”

GLRRRNNNNUMBLEBLEBLE…

Medb could feel her prey's essence resisting, but eventually breaking as she winded down, sliding through her greedy small intestines. She gave her tum, now a mere saggy potbelly that looked oh so cute jiggling and sloshing whenever she pranced around as she pleased(in her humble opinion), a loving pat as she rose to her feet, her boots clacking against the floor as she turned around to see the newest expression appearing on the increasingly cramped canvas her ass had recently become. Ohh, she couldn't wait! Where would Sche settle? What sort of expression would she be wearing? The pinkette had a pretty good idea about the expression, but it was still so thrilling to see a hero demoted to ass fat and eternal tattoo in real time!

With one hand on her hip, she used the other to guide her trusty riding crop along the succulent, soft, and dimpled collection of claimed heroines. Their final thoughts echoed through her mind as she gave them attention and recalled their pitiful, gurgly ends.

“Medb, I recommend against this, you will gain too much weight from digesting the likes of me.”

Medb loved that genuinely confused look painted on Nightingale’s plain face. Her crimson eyes and braided hair made for a lovely trophy to always remember her by.

“Huh?! H-hey, Medb-san, I-I think I might be in danger here!! HELP!!!”

The monk once known as Xuanzang Sanzang had cried that out in her final moments. Those widened eyes, brimming with fear… Mmm, Medb delighted in sitting on that perfect fearful face every time she took a seat~

“Hmph. I suppose losers have no right to complain, but this is a rather disgraceful way to die.”

Scathatch, ohhh Scathatch, how her owner loved that neutral, almost passive pout she was making on her lower left butt cheek! She reminded herself to pay a visit to Skadi later for another facesitting session…

“Yes… YES!! How foolish I was to fancy myself a predator… Becoming your food was my ultimate salvation!

On the top of her right ass cheek, Kiara Sessyoin was making an outlandish face, utterly drowned in a never ending orgasm. She was one of the lucky ones, Medb thought, to find such pleasure in her final moments that would go on for the rest of her days.

“Unacceptable! Release me right this instant, and accept your punishment!”

Minamoto no Raikou, on the other hand, was sporting an upset scowl, cursing her to feel nothing but anger as long as the booty meat she'd become a part of persisted. Medb did so love the variety on full display on her alluring derriere, however~

“I cannot blame you, Celtic Queen, for I would want to eat someone as great as myself as well! Relish in my superb and unmatched flavor, you voracious hog!”

Former Emperor Nero Claudius was sporting a strange look. Medb couldn't decide if she looked smug in defeat as a coping mechanism for her humiliating loss, or merely proud of herself as a feast, genuinely happy for her new owner to be indulging in what she considered to be the best meal she would ever sink her teeth into. Medb didn't have the heart to inform her that she'd had better~

“Uuuu, when I get out of here, you're gonna get it, you stupid greedy lady!!”

And lastly, Medb recalled the mother of all stomachaches she had melting down Passionlip and her oversized crab claws that weighed a ton! Passing those metal lumps afterwards was not easy, but the immense strain and excruciating pain was almost worth it when she gazed upon that salty eternal pout… almost.

“It should be about time… Where shall my story telling meal land…? Ah, over there?”

The Celtic Queen sneered as a face began to form on the upper left section of her juicy wobblecakes, just on the edge next to Scathatch, Xuazang, and Nightingale. A horrified visage took shape, her bright blue eyes wide in fear as her long dark hair and colorful headdress rounded off an elegant, distant memory of what she had once looked like before being mercilessly melted down and absorbed by a greedy, terrible woman.

“N-No, stop!! I don't want to die!!”

There it was~ That glorious final thought that she would be stuck experiencing over and over as long as Medb existed and remained in control of her history and fate. The pinkette bounced and twerked her luscious buns, feeling all those strained final thoughts ring out again, mixed together in a glorious chaotic melody that only she could hear.

“I cannot blame you, Celtic Queen, for I would want to eat someone as great as myself as well!-”

“Hmph. I suppose losers have no right to complain, but this is a rather disgraceful way to die.”

“-Relish in my superb and unmatched flavor, you voracious hog!”

“Unacceptable! Release me right this instant, and accept your punishment!”

“Yes… YES!! How foolish I was to fancy myself a predator… Becoming your food was my ultimate salvation!

“Medb, I recommend against this, you will gain too much weight from digesting the likes of me.”

“Uuuu, when I get out of here, you're gonna get it, you stupid greedy lady!!”

“Huh?! H-hey, Medb-san, I-I think I might be in danger here!! HELP!!!”

“N-No, stop!! I don't want to die!!”

Her riding crop smacked against Scheherazade’s terrified face, making her trapped mind cry out the one thing she knew how to say once more.

“N-No, stop!! I don't want to die!!”

“Too bad, fool~ You shouldn't have been so delicious if you didn't want to become a trophy on my display case! Now then, who is next on my to-eat-list? Perhaps one of the Lancer Artorias? High Queen Morgan? Ohh, no, I should definitely go for that brat BB next! She'd look great squeezed in-between her daughter and Nero~ It's decided then, my next conquest will be all digital! C'mon girls, let's go pay her a visit, shall we?”

The Rider’s bountiful booty bounced and swayed as she walked confidently towards her next sacrificial offering, wondering what she would end up saying as her files and programming were broken down into more flab for her hungry cheeks. She had already forgotten all about Scheherazade, who was still crying out “N-No, stop!! I don't want to die!!” with each and every stimulating wobble. And she would keep experiencing it forever, as her data and history on the Throne of Heroes had been rewritten and updated to say one thing, and one thing only.

Scheherazade A patch of fat on Queen Medb’s left ass cheek

A pitiful fate she and so many others would never escape from.

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A three way collaborative effort, with the idea to this being a follow up to  ItsSongxing's first pic, which you can view here, the art is by Nylonwave, and the story in the description is by yours truly.

We all hope you enjoy~

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