A Santa’s Figure by Artist-san

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Tags: Artist-san Artoria Pendragon Artoria Pendragon (Alter) Artoria Pendragon (Rider Alter) Belly Bulge f/multiple Fate/Grand Order Fate/Stay Night Female Pred Multiple Preys Post-Vore Same Size traditional traditional art

Upon waking up, you realise that you are in an area covered in white.
Your body is freezing and wet.
A dark cloud loomed over the area.
You look up as the dense shadow that stretches over you.
A snowstorm was forming in the sky above.
But… the sky isn't what you were staring at…

In mere moments you are brought face-to-face with what seems to be a woman trapped behind some kind of large bag. Her screams were muffed. Making out the words was impossible due to your mental state. You were sleeping in the snow, what some kidnapped woman had to say had low priority to what you wanted. Warmth.

You could feel it on the other side of the bag. Heat. There was no need to think about what to do. Innate instincts take over your mind and you leap into the stuffed bag filled with incredible heat.

Salvation fills your mind as you bury your body deep in the dough of what seems to be a miracle in the cold. Never mind the rude screaming that objects to the pleasure your hug brings to your senses. It was more than one woman that protested. Two… three… four girls, perhaps more. They all were against your needs, writhing inside your paradise, antagonizing you! Though one more seemed to be against your enjoyment. A hefty shove tossed you back into frozen hell.

Angry, annoyed, or perhaps heartbroken, you look back at what vile trash interupted you.
The culprit?
Thighs in pantyhose.

“Are you done being an oaf or must I resort to discipline as well, reindeer?”

Unlike previous voices, that one was clear as the cold.
There was a human above the bag.
No…
The bag was attached to her waist? Wait…

“Answer quickly. Otherwise I’ll beat some sense into you and have room for your lazy butt in my stomach when I’m done!”

Feeling threatened, you nod your head at… Artoria…? In a black Santa cosplay?!
She…
Those people… She ate them!

“Eh? What are you staring at? Santa carries the weight of all children’s dreams. Those who take on his role need a huge belly to hold all those dreamsand Christmas cookies. Otherwise, they’ll forever be unfit for the job! Now get up. You're going to help me spread Christmas cheer to all the good kids, reindeer. If you slack in any way… you know what will become of you.” she rubs her tight, bubbling stomach in a sultry way, giving it a smack. If there was one thing Saber Alter enjoyed, it was food.

You stare endlessly at servant’s belly as the victims inside it begin to dissolve helplessly. It hungrily gurgles, the skin rippling by the roaring sounds of the organs in Artoria’s core. She walks toward you, her belly sways to each step sinking in the shallow snow. With a stern glare, she scoops you up in her free arm and carries you away to what may possibly be the most dreadful week of labor in your life.
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I haven't posted in a long time nor do I usually do holiday stuff, but Christmas is different so why not? The scenario here has two endings depending on how satisfied Artoria is with your work. Regardless of what you pick, I will upload both results during the week.

Merry Christmas all.

Comments

Posted by KentaKoukuji 6 years ago Report

Despite my lack of knowledge of the Fate franchise, I really like the little story you wrote to go along with this. and I must say, this angle is absolutely amazing! I especially love the shading and general closeness of Artoria's belly.