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To taunt a Goddess is one thing, to taunt a hungry one is another.

Rouge should of closed her mouth quicker had she realized what Night had in store for her. It was only when a large, triple decker burger found itself existence and crammed itself down Rouges pie hole when she realized what the bat goddess had in store.

Rouge made a break for it, running back to where she had come in, but slowly found the area around her warping. But ran she did, the bulge in her gut jiggling as well. Lucky for Rouge, her running was burning some calories. The bad news was it couldn't offset the load she was getting.

Soon more food followed. Cakes, pies, massive burgers, turkeys and chickens, all materializing to be shoved into her maw. She tried to close it to no avail as inevitably the food found its way in her, and in one case, taking a less "orthodox" way.

She kept running, belly gurgling and swaying as it enlarged. Before long it wasent the only thing gaining. Her thighs grew, as did her breasts. Her sweet, slider hips slowly becoming rolls of fat. Her thick thighs doubling in thickness and breasts over-spilling her top. She could easily feel her weight increase with each new layer of fat, as her weight climbed from tens to hundreds of pounds. Weight loss becoming impossible as her speed slowed down and the dark magics that fed her ensured less and less calories were burned.

Her dress did not last as it ripped and tore. Her tanned flesh becoming exposed as the leotard gave up to the bat fat that came out. Her gloves and boots giving way, clinging only barely to her body. Each growth making running more and more a hassle. Her running turned into jogging, her breaths harder. The food being crammed down her throat more and more. Her belly was extended, but now was impossible to tell if it was food or fat that made it sag.

But she keeps running even as her running became more and more difficult. How long could she hold until inevitably, her running becomes more reminiscent of waddling, as the giant ball of fat that was once one of of Mobiuses most hottest, sexiest females is finally brought to a stop and become a meal to a even more ravenous appetite?

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HypnoBitch

Posted by HypnoBitch 7 years ago Report

Make her fatter~<3

TheWolfInator3456

Posted by TheWolfInator3456 7 years ago Report

Probz like...5 minutes. I call a a bet!

FanficFetishist

Posted by FanficFetishist 7 years ago Report

Night has good taste. You think if I offered her lavish enough tribute I could get a meal like that (prepared like that too)? :3