Minoriko Aki grumbled to herself, stomping through the Youkai Mountain woodlands on her way back home.
She had just met with the deities of the Moriya Shrine, and received news that neither she nor her sister Shizuha would be invited to this year's Harvest Festival.
That runt of a green haired goddess had muttered some nonsense excuse about not having space for the Aki Sister's stand, or that other gods had to take precedent.
It made the poor little harvest deity furious, the audacity to not invite the Youkai Mountain's very own goddesses of fertility and autumn.
Snubbing her like this was the last drop, Minoriko had grown exhausted with how the other goddesses looked down on her, and how people seemed to forget her genuine importance to Gensokyo.
 
Making the matter worse, ever since the news came out that she hadn't been invited, she had started getting stalked by a damn pair of Tengu paparazzi.
Constantly hovering over her shoulder, pecking at her like crows in a crop field. Minoriko lowered her hat and kept her head down, trying to ignore the two women who insisted on harassing her.
"Miss Aki! Miss Aki, don't you have anything to tell the press? What's your statement on being excluded from the Moriya Festival?" Aya Shameimaru cried out, the ever diligent Tengu reporter flapping her wings and keeping pace with Minoriko.
"If you're not gonna tell me anything, then what about your sister? Can you arrange and interview with the leaf godde- Hurgkh!" A shove came to her side, as the other pestering reporter tried to elbow into the conversation.
Hatate Himekaidou was making a rare trip outside to get in on this fresh scoop, snapping a few pictures of the sullen harvest goddess with her phone. "Ey, outta the way Aya! This is my story now! Miss Goddess, why ain'tcha saying anything? Is this a bigger deal than you wanna let on?"
The prissy crow youkai snickered playfully, sliding up next to Minoriko with a cocky grin on her face. "Drama between the Moriya Shrine and the other gods, mhmmmmm, now that's a story! Is this part of a bigger incident? What are you trying to hide?!"
 
Minoriko ground her teeth, suddenly snapping her fingers and letting a vine spring out of the ground to slap away Hatate.
"BOTH OF YOU SHUT UP! Y-you stupid birdbrains, leave me alone! You've been annoying me for hours, d-don't you have anything better to do?!" The blonde haired deity cried out.
She folded her arms over her chest, a furious pout adorning the young girls face. "My personal life doesn't concern you..." She muttered, elliciting another snicker from Hatate.
"I mean, actually it kinda does, it's our job to figure out the news! People wanna read all about the drama, even if it's nasty and intimate~" The sleazy tengu replied, Aya looking on with an indignant smile.
"She's not wrong... Gossip sells really well in Gensokyo, especially if it's about big famous people like the Moriya Goddesses." Aya said, while not as shady as Hatate, she was known to engage in her own rumor peddling and sensationalism at times.
It was clear neither of the two would stop this pestering any time soon. Hatate piped up. "Come on, don't be so boring Aki~ There's clearly drama going on here! Moriya Shrine kicking out a goddess? I betcha they're trying to muscle in on your turf, that's it, isn't it Harvest girl? You're being outdone?"
 
"NO!" Minoriko squeaked out, looking pretty impotent and pathetic to the two eager tengu. "I-I mean... l-look, the only reason I'm not invited is because I'm just... n-not popular enough. I'm a minor goddess, and they said there's no room for me." The Aki sister sniffled a little.
Hatate rolled her eyes. "I can't run a story about you just being a dumb loser, come on, is there seriously nothing else to this? No like, big secret Moriya Shrine plot to take over the autumn season or something?"
Aya mumbled to herself for a bit, trying to think up a good angle to approach this. "Maybe we could write something scathing but sympathetic, talking about how hard it is for minor goddess like her to make it in such a competitive wo-"
 
Another vine shot out of the ground, this time slapping Aya. "What part of NO don't you understand?! I'm not doing interviews, and I don't need your help!" Minoriko was huffing and puffing, she hadn't been this angry since the last drought season.
Maybe that damn Tengu reporter meant well, but she was clearly trying to earn herself plenty of fame too, she would probably just write some eye rolling sob story.
Minoriko was proud of what she did, and she didn't need some cutthroat Tengu journalist to show her any pity. "Next one of you to ask another question is getting something far worse than a slap." The goddess angrily stated, a few grapevines curling around her.
 
Hatate smirked, relaxing her wings and pondering for a moment. "Ya know... If you're such an unpopular goddess, we could always help you out! Give you a bit more time in the spotlight~"
The fertility goddess gritted her teeth. "How many times do I have to tell you? Are your feathers stuck in your ears or something?!"
"Calm down! Haha, I don't mean anything about the Festival... I meant like a expose on you, and your wonderful godliness! I bet it'd generate a bunch of praise and faith~" The girl responded, looking expectantly at Aya to chime in.
The other journalist nodded her head eagerly. "Yeah, that could work. Nurturing your reputation with a bit of care and attention! And some eye catching secrets~"
Minoriko thought about it, this still felt a little coercive but if the girls wanted to focus on her life as a goddess instead of that incident with the Harvest Festival, it would at least take her mind off things. "That... doesn't sound too bad." She nervously replied.
 
"Great!" Hatate shouted, immediately priming her camera. "Of course, my readers expect a certain "intimacy"~ Hope you don't mind if I get a few pictures of your best side?" She immediately began angling for a few good shots, while Aya sighed.
"Yeah... If we're gonna make you famous, it'll take more than a boring old interview. This will have to get pretty scandalous~" Aya said with a giggle, as the subject of their article stared quizzically back.
"Scandalous? Intimate? What do you m- EEP!!" She felt a Hatate suddenly pull on her, tugging the goddess' apron off, Minoriko having no idea what she just signed up for.
"Reaaaaaally intimate~ Haha, haven't you heard? Sex sells~ Surely you know that, you silly little goddess?" Hatate chimed in with, groping a bit more to mess with the womans dress. "Now, are you gonna strip or do I need to help you get it off?"
Minoriko's eyes went wide as she realized what she had just signed up for, Hatate laughing and darting around snapping pictures. Aya herself had primed her camera, giving an indifferent shrug to their model's embarressment. "She's not wrong, a few sexy pictures and some flirty dialogue goes a long way to sell a story. Come on, hold still for us."
The goddess began to blush rose-red, feeling hot under the collar as the humiliation and anger welled up within her. All her frustration at not being invited to the festival, being harassed like this, ready to burst out at any moment.
But then she suddenly smiled, stifling a naughty grin as a realization came to her mind. If she played along, she would have these two dummies wrapped around her finger, and a perfect way to get some revenge.
 
"Okay, okay... I'll pose for you, um... Can we focus on my breasts? I think they're a bit prettier than my other curves." Slowly but surely she began slipping out of her dress, undoing her brassiere with a click.
"I'd... be actually willing to go all the way, if you promise you'll be tasteful with the pictures, okay?" The harvest deity was ready bare it all for the two tengu, if that's what it took to lure them in.
 
"Of course, hang on, lemme just put a filter on it... Yeah, this totally won't end up anywhere shady, nope, not at all I promise!" Hatate prattled on, crossing her fingers behind her back. Aya mostly kept her mouth shut, making a few off comments between pictures.
"You're a little flat compared to my usual models, but don't worry, I'm sure you'll still be plenty popular!" She had interjected, shoving Hatate a bit to get a closer shot. The two girls were right in Minoriko's face as she posed seductively, letting her naked breasts bounce in the warm autumn breeze.
"Flat, huh?" The goddess muttered, before suddenly summoning up another burst of magic. In an instance, a pair of vines wrapped around Aya and Hatate, slamming them against Minoriko's exposed chest. Their cameras clattered to the ground as their heads got knocked together.
 
The autumn goddess let out a moan of pleasure, feeling her breasts jiggle from the impact. She wasted no time grabbing the two tengu by the hair and smothering them between her tits. "Is that a close enough look, you pervy pests? IS IT?" Minoriko yelled, her voice quivering in anger.
Aya and Hatate both began making muffled, squeaky noises as they struggle to break free, but the goddess kept them bound tightly in her grasp, before relaxing her body and preparing to dispose of them.
"It's been a while since I've done this... Heh, let's try it nice and easy~" Aya, who's face had been getting mashed into the blonde's cleavage, would soon be dug out of it and have her head pressed against one of Minoriko's nipples.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING MINO-" A squelching noise came, the girl's nipple expanding and opening up, beginning to suckle onto Aya. Minoriko took a deep breath, steadying her body as her breast expanded even more and more, in a few seconds having completely gobbled up Aya's head.
With a bit of pushing and wiggling, Minoriko was able to slowly feed the tengu to her breast, moaning loudly as she forced Aya inside until the nipple was slurping on the woman's neck.
 
Hatate remained blissfully ignorant, still being suffocated in Minoriko's warm cleavage. The harvest goddess had a distinct aroma of fresh harvest and sweet potatoes that felt almost numbing to the little tengu's brain.
She could hear Aya making a few spluttering, distressed noises, and something weird and sloshing sounding happening next to her, but Hatate was unaware that she'd share in that girls fate.
After ensuring that her first "meal" was properly pacified, Minoriko soon plucked Hatate out, giggling as she saw how the girls face was contorted into a dizzy, confused expression. "Wakey wakey, don't worry. You're not leaving my tits any time soon." Minoriko teased, watching her second victim slowly blink and look around.
As soon as Hatate spotted Aya, neck deep into the goddess' tit, she found herself being pressed towards the other breast. Not able to put up as much of a struggle as her fellow Tengu, the pervy journalist found herself gliding into Minoriko's milk duct, smooth and slippery flesh hugging her face and moving down her neck.
 
The fertility deity looked down, chuckling as she saw the two women struggling to pull their heads out, squirming and struggling for their lives. "Hmph, you two are flailing around like headless chickens!~" She burst out laughing at her own stupid joke, summoning up a larger sprout of vines to help press her snacks into her body.
"This is what you get for not leaving me alone, a one way trip to my tits. Hehe, you should be happy I'm not making you into fertilizer." Minoriko shook her bosom, watching the poor girls continue their futile fight. "All you'll end up being is milk~"
The vagrant goddess hadn't tried this trick in a long time, but was quite pleased to see she hadn't grown rusty. Her breathing had sped up as her heart pounded, her sense of balance swayed, she did everything she could to keep herself under control in this incredibly lustful moment.
After a few more minutes, the tengus' elbows were now passing the aerolas. Minoriko had to sit down on the ground and let her magic mash her victims inside, leaving them crunched up in awkward fetal positions as the fatty tissue and milk glands enveloped them.
Minoriko's breasts looked lumpy and uneven, the two girls squirming around like cats in a bag, letting various bulges and wriggly limps poke out through the divine flesh. With her conquest almost complete, Minoriko concentrated all her efforts into breaking down their resistance.
"GET, IN! Gods... Didn't you two want to get a closer look, a real naughty scoop? Pfff, there's not gonna be much left of you soon. Maybe I could churn you into a nice scoop of ice cream, or cream cheese... Mhm... Wouldn't that be fun, and delicious!" Her mouth actually began to drool a little, thinking about what she could turn these idiots into.
 
Still, it would take a long time to gurgle these nasty little pests away. A goddess was capable of many great things, but she couldn't just transfigure flesh and blood youkai into great sloshing loads of breast milk with the snap of her fingers.
"You did want to make me popular, and I'm sure with this new and improved pair... Well, I'll certainly look the part of a "fertility goddess". I'll have a pair of fresh, ripe melons~" Eventually the divine predator settled for laying down on her back, feeling her tits jiggle and bounce on her chest as her victims trashed around fruitlessly.
With a bit of help from gravity, plus managing to finally press the Tengu's legs in, she had done it. The two women were completely sealed away inside her big, wobbling tits~
 
Aya and Hatate would quickly begin to realize what was happening to them. Mere seconds after being fully enveloped in fatty, sticky flesh they would feel goddess' breast milk cling to their body, beginning to break their tissue down into more and more sweet milk.
The tight, claustrophobic sacks of flesh they had been sealed away in would steadily fill up with more milk, both as Minoriko's plump body produced it, but also as their own bodies melted away into calcium rich goop. The goddess laughed playfully, hearing wet, desperate gurgles escape from her dissolving victims.
"That's it birdbrains... It's a shame your readers won't get to hear about your fates." Moving to heft her heavy body up, she relied on a bit of magic and her tree vines to keep her balance. There was no way her old clothes would fit over her massive mammaries, so the goddess would have to wrap her arms around her breasts to keep them from bouncing around chaotically.
"That should keep you from wriggling too much... Maybe I'll even tighten the pressure a litt-" There was a wet, sloppy crunching noise from her left tit. "Oops~ Oh, and speaking of crushing!" Minoriko looked around the woodland ground, spotting Hatate's cellphone and Aya's camera. She lifted her bare foot, slammed it down, and crushed both devices to scrap underneath it.
"No way I'm letting anyone get a hold of those pictures you took. You'll be taking them to your grave~" The pressure within her breasts was building up more and more, her victims now nearly completely liquidized. A bit of milk had even begun to drip out of her nipples, the goddess slowly starting to lactate more and more. "W-Whoops! B-Best get home quickly before this comes gushing out!"
 
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Shizuha Aki had stayed home today, napping in the little forest cottage where she and her fellow sisterly goddess lived. She had been working her butt off managing all the falling leaves and painting them in nice orange shades, definitely earning her some rest.
Unfortunately, that was interrupted by a loud slam as the door to the cottage burst open, Minoriko rushing through and darting towards the kitchen. "W-Whuzzah?! Huh?! S-Sis, w-what's the matter?" Shiziuha drowsily cried out, rubbing her eyes and getting up on her feet.
"No time to explain, sorry!" Minoriko responded, loud clattering noises came from the tiny kitchen as she dug through the various cabinets and drawers. "Where'd you put the pitchers?! A-And the jugs?!" The girl hurriedly shouted, her sister still barely awake.
"They're in the under the sink... What do you need them fo-" Her question was interrupted as she peeked inside the kitchen, and saw her naked sister squirting her breastmilk into the kitchen jugs. "W-What... T-The hell?!"
 
Minoriko blushed, letting out a very awkward chuckle. "Um... a few things happened while I was gone... I'll explain in a minute! H-hey, where's that weird... milking, plunger thing you bought from Nitori? I could really use it right now!" She motioned for her sister to help out.
The other Aki girl groaned, nervously approaching and doing her best to aid her sister in this... intimate activity. "Why don't you explain now, this is gonna take a while. Is this some new... fertility goddess thing?" An inquisitive finger poked at Minoriko's big, sloshing breasts, Shizuha was quite surprised at just how soft they were.
"Well, ok, it's really a case of good news and bad news. The bad news is that we didn't get invited to the Harvest festival at Moriya Shrine!" Minoriko, the younger of the two was still steaming with a bit of anger, awkwardly fidgeting as she kept milking herself.
 
"Thats it? There's a lot of Harvest Festivals in gensokyo... Most of the humans don't go to the Moriya Shrine anyway, and those are the ones who like us." Shizuha, older and a bit more aloof didn't quite see what the big deal was.
"Ugh, I know that! I know we're not popular, but those old bitches up there at the gall to rub it into my face! Calling us "insignificant" and "weak"... It makes my blood boil!" Minoriko nearly knocked over a jug in rage, flailing her arms to emphasize her point. Shizuha caught it in time not to spill, as her sister ranted on.
"And of course, the second I hear from them, and their green haired brat that I'm not invited, all of Gensokyo has to come taunt me about it! Those annoying Tengu reporters spent a while stalking and harassing me... So I taught them a lesson." She gestured down to her breasts, smiling triumphantly Shizuha.
 
The other goddess blinked in confusion... Had her sister really managed to best, and digest those two crows? "You made them into breast milk? W-Wow... both of them... At once?!" The normally pessimistic girl was a bit shocked, it had been a while since neither she nor Minoriko had resorted to devouring someone to get a point across.
"Mhm, both at once, gurgling away into sweet milk~ Any idea what we should make of them... I mean, we're gonna have milk for a few weeks to spare." Minoriko triumphantly replied, squeezing the last bit of delicious lactate out of her left breast. "Halfway there..."
"Uh... I dunno, I'm not much of a chef. But wow... C-Can I have a taste?" It was a pretty awkward situation, but Shizuha was a bit too eager to let her inhibitions stop her. Minoriko nodded in approval, so the older girl poured herself a glass.
"S-So sweet~ Maybe you could bake a cake with it! It'd go great in the batter, hehe~ Wow, you should do this more often." It wasn't unusual of either girl to occasionally daydream about slurping up some cute human, or youkai... but as goddesses they had to watch out not to terrify or upset their worshipers too much.
Minoriko shrugged. "I wish I could... but... Hm." She paused for a moment. "Those smug, "superior" goddesses... you know, maybe we can do it to them! Haha, could you imagine, those dreary idiots digested away into nutrients for us fertility deities!" The girl let out an ambitious cackle, as her sibling looked on.
 
"Do you really think we can take them on? T-They're stronger than us, and there's three of them! If anything, we're lower on the food chain." Her worry made Minoriko tut tut at her, playfully waggling her finger.
"And what does an animal lower on the food chain do to survive? It uses guile and trickery! And poison! Lots of poison... Hmph, we'll show the Moriya Shrine a thing or two, and next year it's gonna be the Aki Harvest Festival! Our very own shrine, our very own festival, once we've cleared out the previous owners."
 
Shizuha looked doubtful, but couldn't help but to get caught up in her sisters ambitious preaching. "O-Okay, do you have a plan? We're gonna need something really good to take them down..."
Minoriko pinched her nipple, squeezing out the last bit of milk from the remaining breast before sealing a lid onto the jug. "Mhm, I do... gimme a bit to think, in the meantime... oof, help me carry this to the fridge!"
 
Sooner or later the Youkai Mountain would see some serious upheaval, as the small time harvest goddesses got to work, plotting their overthrow of the Moriya Shrine~