Months has passed since Tiny became the "goddess" of the tribe. She had become so fat now that moving around has become a chore for her. She has been soaked in some of the best smelling(And as Tiny puts it when she tried them, tasting) sauces shes ever had.

Soon the tribes people became excited, as a big day has come to them. Tiny was carried on to a large cave not far from the city, adorned in several fruits and foods. Surrounded by all kinds of meats and vegetables. She helped herself to some as she was carried in. Though not too much, whatever they were preparing, they must much more ready for her.

Soon they reached the darkest, coldest part of the caves, lit by only a few lanterns and the glow of some of the purple crystals in the cave. The group of islanders came to a large altar, with a massive bowl. Before Tiny could even see what was in it, she was tossed inside, with the other food contents. With a large splash she was soaked in, what smelled like stew.

"Hey! Be careful! IF your going to put me in here at least be gentle!" she said. Of course she realized it didn't much matter, since neither her or the villagers understood one another.

Soon they began to dance and chant, brandishing bat like images on their shields and drums. Tiny was confused to what they were doing, dancing, singing, chanting. The priest like fox bat came up to her and added his contribution, putting large, roasted porks into the bowl as he stirred the water around.

"Er...I perfer bananas you know," she said. He chuckled, almost creepily. Did he understand her?

Soon the tribes people got together, as the priest stood at the front. Chanting something. She did recognize one word, "Night." Is that now what their calling her? It was not her name, but hey, whatever makes them happy.

Tiny didn't know how to describe it. All the sudden the area went cold as ice. The tribespeople were all silenced, and looked to be in utter terror of something in the air...or rather right behind her.

Soon she saw a white hand grasp her bowl and hold her up into the air. Sloshing around in juices, her fat jiggled as she was risen. Tiny soon saw the massive white furred bat, whos black make up and lips appeared blacker than black. Her blue maw, with a long tounge salivating...staring to her.

The bat woman patted the head of the priest saying something in his language before turning back to Tiny.

"Hey now I don't know what you are or where you come from, but I'm the Kaumaha. You know a goddess, so don't you think..."

The bat laughed. Her own fat jiggling at the monkeys response. "Dear, I am Night, their true goddess," she said, opening her maw to show the massive teeth and tounge. Tiny could see the uvula hanging in the back. "Kaumaha does not mean goddess. it means...food offering to the gods...or rather, me!"

Before Tiny could say anything, Night drank and snacked on the bowl, as Tiny found herself trapped between the bats jaws. The tribes people cheered in joy ,as Tiny found herself on Nights moving, fat muscle. Tiny tried to hold up Nights jaws, but her muscles had become nothing but fat, and could not handle the overwelming power of the goddess.

She emmited many monkey noises, as she tried to resist, her bra breaking off, as her thong as well started to give way. She now was soaked in the juices of the goddesses mouth. Finally, Nights tounge brings her in and she is trapped for good.

Nights tounge lapped and covered Tiny, who wiggled frantically to get back up, but is held down by the roof of Nights mouth. Tiny was surrounded by the food that was in the bowl, the stew part having already slid in.

"Ugh...this must be how those bananas felt..." she said, feeling her breasts, crotch, and ass get licked by Night. No doubt taking her time enjoying her meal.

Soon she felt the gravity change, as Night rose her head. Food poured and dropped into the throat, sliding down into oblivion. Tiny began to panic even more, grabbing at the teeth and whatever she could get. Noisy, messy sounds emited from inside. Gas, growls, and Nights own murs of satisfaction mix together as Tiny began her slow, sliding decent towards the throat.

"No! I'm a goddess! A goddess! No please don't swallow! Don't swallow me!" was her final whimpers before she plunged head first into NIghts throat, her head hitting NIghts uvula as she made one final scream, before Nights toung and throat muscles helped her down.

All the villagers could see was a large, white bulge go down Nights throat, slowly but surely descending into Night. The tribes people cheered, knowing full well that Night was peleased, and that another year of protection, fertility, and love would come to pass.

As for Tiny, the supposed Monkey Goddess, now was food and nothing more.
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Hope you enjoy, and before you ask, no, its not over yet. I still have one more part in mind.

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