“C’mon get these fucking beads off me! I swear I’ll get out of here!” Lucien pleaded as he felt his hips get taken in by the backside of a much larger, white furred and red striped canid woman. She showed a coy disinterest in his plight as her inner muscles pulled the brown and rusty orange furred hellhound inside her, the faintest of grins on her muzzle. “Aren’t goddesses supposed to be more dignified than this?! You’re actin’ like a damn degenerate mortal!” He continued to plead as she pulled him up to his ribs and her soft, puffy, black tipped tail rubbed against his back. “I wasn’t even after much besides some treasure and money! I promise!” The hellhound squirmed and fought as best he could, but the much larger size of the goddess Amaterasu and the almost hilarious outclassing in the celestial pecking order saw to it that he was not going to weasel his way out of this with force. His glowing golden irises looked up to the setting sun for a brief moment as the sun goddess decided to consume him in such an embarrassing and perverse fashion.

She said nothing, occasionally looking over her shoulder, resting on her elbows and knees next to a mat she had set down for later as she watched the strange demon sink into her backside. The black-tipped tufts of fur on her shoulder almost managed to hide her faint grin and pleasured blush. Her recent bouts of hunting Kitsune, according to her companion Issun, had warped into a bad habit that she could no longer help herself with. However the lack of manners after his intrusion into her domain caused a Kitsune to escape made it obvious to her that this uppity little demon had to be punished. "Ammy isn't your average goddess! She's got her own methods of dealing with demons!" Issun said, trying to encourage his much larger companion. He had never seen a demon like this brown bony dog before, maybe he was a strange breed of inugami?

The brown and rusty colored dog snarled and thrashed as he sunk into her backside, his arms and head the only parts left outside, certainly looked like bad news for him. “H-Hey c’mon, lesson learned! J-Just cut it out and let me go! You made your point!” Lucien cried, feeling his horns being the main obstacle preventing his head from being pulled in right this moment. There was an annoyed grunt from the goddess as she adjusted her stance and the inner muscles pulled at him with a bit more pressure. “Damnit! Knock it off! That hurts!” He grunted and snapped, fighting the urge to bite the soft white asscheeks pressing his shoulders against his face. He seemed to get his wish as she relaxed her muscles and began to pull him out by the beads, enough that his face was free of being smashed between his shoulders but his sides were still trapped the two pillowy cheeks of her ass. “Finally, listening to reason,” Lucien said with a heavy sigh before feeling the goddess shifting slightly, holding up a talisman, which was guided in front of his head with a few strange gusts of wind. “What the fuck is this?” he asked before the magic in the slip of paper activated and he witnessed his horns rolling off as they passed by his face. Startled and enraged, he kicked and thrashed all the harder and his struggling encouraged the muscles to pull him inside much faster.

Once his head reached her tight hole he felt a pleasured growl reverberate through her body that had mostly swallowed his own. “N-No wait!” he protested and felt his head sliding past, only his muzzle and most of his arms left outside the goddess. As before, she said nothing and trembled as her tail wagged for a moment, before drooping to undo the beads binding the demon’s arms and aid his journey further inside her. She felt confident in her divine nature keeping him where she wanted. His protesting squirms as she pulled him in deeper caused her to pant out a few heavy pleasured breaths, but she wasted no time in unrolling the mat at her side as she gave a few mocking bucks against the bulge that contained the demon. Issun watched from the sidelines as the demon’s arms and hands vanished between her cheeks. “I get that he was a demon and a rude little runt, but isn’t this a bit much?” Issun asked followed by a sigh, shaking his head as he saw the stuffed goddess roll onto her side and rest one arm on top of her belly, her stomach growling in anticipation for the demon on his way to it. The diminutive artist knew he couldn’t stop Amaterasu when she got like this so he might as well go with it. At least they managed to get a few more treasures in this demon’s gold ringed horns to fund their adventures.

“Fucking great…..” Lucien growled to himself as he kicked and thrashed inside the damp insides of the goddess, feeling her legs pushing against his face with a low growl. It was bad enough she was eating him this way and she used some weird strip of paper to make his horns come off, now she was asserting her dominance. He couldn’t deny the pleasant warmth despite the black insides of the goddess but he couldn’t stand the feeling of her divine form sapping more of his strength as he got pulled in deeper into her body. “Damned bad luck.” He tried to move his arms to rub the sore stumps that were his horns. “Divine bitch didn’t have to take my horns...” he murmured, yelping in pain as he heard and felt a growl accompanied by a tightening squeeze around him. “...GAH! Sorry! Damn… resurrecting after this is gonna be such a pain…”

Amaterasu huffed a little as she disciplined her meal, feeling him slowly make his way to her stomach as she lay on her side. She picked up one of his horns as her back rested against the nearby tree. The sun had set quite beautifully and she was intent on not going anywhere until the demon she was going to turn to fat for his insolence was a more manageable size. Idly she began to look the horn over, Issun bounding up to her tail and noticing her lost in thought as she looked at the black horn and its gold ring. “I’ll say this again, you enjoy this too much,” Issun said before getting a good look at the horn. “Don’t recognize him either?” Ammy simply shook her head and shrugged, figuring he at least recognized her as a goddess despite his backhanded attempt to bargain with her earlier. Though she did feel some concern he could return from this, if his disgruntled murmuring inside her could be believed. She’ll have to find out the truth of it once she’s finished digesting him.

Amaterasu set the horn aside and trembled as she felt the smaller canine slide into her stomach, a shiver running down her spine as she patted the bulge in her midsection. The growls grew much louder as the hound she had trapped inside kicked and thrashed, causing her to react with a belch and a confident smirk as she adjusted herself on the mat. He’s a fighter, but fortunately her followers didn’t seem to be in any danger at the moment so she can just stay put, rest and see how much fat the runt would add to her. “Already? Well, he did put up enough of a fight for the beads…” Issun commented as Amaterasu yawned, getting comfortable on her side and beginning to close her eyes. Issun sighed and felt the need to try to paint the strange demon Amaterasu had eaten, as he’s unsure if they’ll ever see another one.

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Hours later, the sun had begun to rise and with it the goddess did as well. She could immediately feel the weight the demon added to her as she sat up. Her golden eyes groggily gazed down to her belly and bust and widened a little as she moved one hand to her stomach, leaning on the other. As she squeezed a handful of soft fat in one hand, the other bumped against something she must have burped out in her sleep.. That mild curiosity had to compete with the lust that had built up from absorbing the male who had been squirming and fighting inside her and feeling his weight added to her breasts. Issun leaped onto the tip of the tail resting between the goddess’ legs as Ammy’s hand drifted toward her nethers. Thanks to the demon pudge added to her gut, a slight roll of flab overhangs the top of her hand as she investigates the arousal budding near her feminine rose. “What’s that in your hand?” Issun asked as Ammy’s eyes drifted up to him. “Not the one down there. I already know what comes next.” He really wished she could hold herself back until they found some privacy before she started pleasuring herself.

The goddess shrugged as she began to tease her nethers, experimentally pressing the odd gem against her chest and belly. Briefly she looked to her tiny assistant, then back to her squishy body, beginning to softly pleasure herself. “That’s his? Couldn’t get rid of all of him?” Issun asked as Ammy nodded, placing the gem back on the ground while spreading her lower lips. Without missing a beat she began to slide her middle and fourth finger inside her folds as her divine nectar began to coat her digits. “Well nice going furball,” Issun said, a bit surprised by the resilience of the short demon Ammy had taken care of. “I don’t think he’s coming back any time soon!” It was a bit embarrassing and frustrating that she had developed this habit, but it did keep keep the demons at bay. She panted and carefully moved her hips as she didn’t want to have Issun lose his perch on the tip of her tail.

She enjoyed the heft of her chest, and the hand that set down the gemstone slowly began to explore her newfound sloshy, milky weight. She was already a mother in name, but this demon only helped her become even more fertile! Her breasts easily doubled in size and she could feel some extra squish in her hips and rear as she sat. She gave her chest a nice squeeze and panted to the tempo of her fingers pumping, making sure she gave her clit proper attention with each motion. She blushed and let out a pleasured growl as she drove herself closer to a climax. While she enjoyed the softer, heavier assets from her new means of disposing of demons, she had a job to do and people to protect from other demons. She couldn’t remain idle playing with herself for too long, and soon she felt the pleasured fluids seeping into her fur and the pleasure building to its climax. And at last, with a pleasured howl she dove her fingers in one last time as she felt herself tighten around her fingers, making amess on the palm of her hand and part of her thighs.

“You done?” Issun asked, trying to not look as the heavenly figure before him took care of a primal need. With a breathless nod from the goddess being his answer he let out a relieved sigh as she nodded and got to her feet. She licked off her hand that had been between her legs and would need to clean up the mess... she couldn’t let her followers see her in such a lascivious state. As she tried to cover up the evidence of her pleasuring herself, her gaze shifted down to the gem. She sensed the power in it moments ago when she touched it against the weight she had acquired from the demon and it had become clear he wasn’t entirely gone. However, in her post-pleasure bliss she felt he should be allowed to retreat if he truly had meant his pleas earlier and if he could indeed return from being digested by a goddess. If he shunned her mercy, well, she looked forward to seeing how much he would add to her from being digested completely..



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Commission done for  thatrandomlurkingguy featuring his demon boy Lucien getting thoroughly punished by Ammy! He wrote the story to coincide. Sorry for taking so long with this, the backgrounds took much longer than anticipated.


WIPs, mostly includes the initial sketch:
https://imgur.com/a/FWzmb

Amaterasu © Capcom
Lucien ©  thatrandomlurkingguy

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