Disclaimer: Contains anthro F/f oral vore, M/f sex, masturbation, stuffing, weight gain, rapid digestion, reformation, and belching.
 
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(Heaven's Ring is a bustling trade route connecting countless cities and villages, far cut off from the rest of the world. Its people survive by subsisting at high altitudes, thousands of feet above sea level; for the world below is blanketed with a deep ocean of opaque, toxic smog, a single whiff of which is enough to steal the air from your lungs and drag you, coughing and gasping, into oblivion. Fearing the many pirates and Heavenly Beasts that soar through the skies, most people rarely if ever venture from their hometowns; those who are brave enough to regularly travel along the Ring do so in powerful airships, and are commonly referred to as Voyagers...)
 
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The Aristocrat
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She could remember it all like it was yesterday. All of those long summer days spent with her friends as a child, exploring the labyrinthian alleyways of Aframa city.
 
There wasn’t much else to do, going up in the iron grip of poverty; in those misshapen slums where you could never be sure when you’d get your next meal, or worse, whether you’ll end up the next victim of the nocuous pox. But luckily, while the trauma was still fresh, that sort of lifestyle was long behind her, now.
 
She always knew that her key to success lay in the Heaven’s Ring. She spent so many long days and nights tirelessly studying the historical trends and customs of trade along the Ring, and over the course of years, turned what little goods she had to offer into a veritable fortune. It took innumerable hours of hard work and networking to crawl her way out of the pit of impoverishment, and then countless more to make herself not only comfortable, but wealthy. Now that she had a taste of what luxury was like, she knew she could never go back to the way things were.
 
Of course, as she prospered, most of her old friends abandoned her, saying things about how she ‘sold out’ and became ‘just another one of those rich gits who only cares about themselves’. Their words stung, but over time, she rationalized it all away by reasoning that they were probably just jealous. After all, she worked hard and busted her ass to earn her fortune. Surely, she deserves it, right? And besides, at least one of her friends stuck by her side, all these years… and when you think about it, one’s all you need.
 
“... you don’t seriously think Irondragger can win the tournament, do you?” Speaking of which, said friend was sitting across from her at her little coffee table, idly shooting the shit while Harper combs through a big stack of mail she’s received. The duo’s conversations shift rapidly in topic, but right now, they were chatting about the big coliseum fighting tournament going on in town. “Sure, he’s tough… but he’s slow and dumb as molasses! The Velvet Lorelei will be able to run circles around the guy!”
 
Harper laughed, looking up at the mare sitting across from her. “Sure, he’s slow, but with turtles, their shells are tough as rocks, Nora!” Harper replied. “Velvet will have to land a hundred hits just to wind him. Meanwhile, if he gets even a single solid punch, she’s going to get knocked off her feet!”
 
The chestnut mare, Nora, was leaning in close, always getting way too invested in these sorts of chats. “You’re crazy. She’s taken on tougher guys than him before,” she insisted, before smirking. “In fact, I’ll bet you twenty silver she trounces him!”
 
Harper rolled her eyes, letting the conversation entertain her as she looked through boring letter after letter. “You know I don’t take bets, Nora. I don’t risk money on mere matters of chan -” — her eyes crossed over a little envelope marked ɪɴᴠɪᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, and she froze in place — “- oh. Oh, by the Dreamers…” Nora raised a brow as Harper tore into the envelope, the bird’s face absolutely lighting up at what she saw within! “By the Dreamers!”
 
“What?” Nora smiled, charmed by Harper’s excitement! “Ooo, did you get some good news?”
 
“He… he invited me!” Harper tore to her, pressing the letter tightly against her chest as if to quell the beating of her heart! “Nora… Matthias invited me to the Celestium!” The Celestium… oh, that venerable city was reserved only for the most wealthy and influential people in the entire Ring! Harper’s heart fluttered at the thought of finally getting to go there!
 
Meanwhile, Nora didn’t seem nearly so enthused. In fact, she seemed a little taken aback. “The… Celestium?”
 
“This is wonderful! Sure, he had told me I was more than qualified, but I had taken that as mere flattery!” Harper cheered, smiling at the memory of Matthias, that wonderful, handsome cheetah, one of the richest businessmen in the Ring. “I suppose he really meant it, though! Oooh, this is such a step up in the world! I always wanted to see what the Celestium was like on the insi-”
 
Nora raised her hands, then, cutting Harper off. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Harper, slow down!” The mare insisted, looking increasingly concerned by the second. “I… I don’t really see how this is good news? I mean… I thought you hated those Celestium people.”
 
Harper frowned. It was true, back when she was still impoverished, she loathed the people of the Celestium… hell, she and her friends loathed anybody who was rich or influential, really. “W-well…” Her lip quivered. “Hate is something of a strong word, don’t you think?”
 
Nora crossed her arms and raised a brow. “Uuuh, you and me used to go to protests against them all the time. If I recall, your picket sign said something about how those ‘bastards’ should all be blown to pieces and descend right into the smog,” she said. “I would call that ‘hate’.”
 
The memories were flooding back to Harper. She had forgotten how… rebellious she had been in her youth. “Well, I was young then, Nora,” Harper said gently, picking her words carefully, “I was… inexperienced. Naïve. I didn’t know then what I know now-”
 
“What are you even- wait… you’re not on their side now, are you?” Nora’s eyes widened, realizing what Harper was serious about this. “Harper, do you even remember what they did to Aframa? Those bastards put so many farmers out of business; stole their land! All just to mine those… damn gemstones! Do you remember how many people died of starvation? The pox?”
 
Harper was stunned. Nora was right; all of the problems in Aframa started when the mayor sided with his rich Celestium cronies over his own people. Fraudulently expropriating people’s lands, setting up those horrible strip mines in the search for precious gemstones… as she reflected upon it all, a deep sense of cognitive dissonance set in. She didn’t even know what to say. “Nora… I just… I…”
 
“Listen. I’ve been… worried about you, just like the others were. Worried you’ve been falling in with the wrong crowd. But I stood by you anyway, because… well, you were my best friend!” Nora shook her head, looking stern. “But if this is the path you’re going down, I’m sorry, but I just can’t be associated with-”
 
Harper couldn’t bear to let Nora finish that sentence! “W-wait!” She practically shouted, silencing the confused mare. With that, Harper sat in silence for a moment as she tried desperately to come up with something to say. “You misunderstood me, really! I was just excited because… because… well, with this invitation, I can finally get some, you know… payback!”
 
There was a pause. “Payback…?” Nora’s eyes lit up! “Ooooh! So you’re saying you were wanting to, like, sabotage them from the inside? Well… that’s actually really genius! Why didn’t you just say so?”
 
Harper chuckled nervously. “Ooh, you know me,” she said with a wave of a hand. “Always tripping over my words whenever I get all… excitable. Heh…”
 
Nora’s demeanor changed surprisingly quickly, soon bustling with excitement again! “Okay, listen, listen. I’ve actually been mulling over the perfect plan for how an ‘enemy on the inside’ could screw those guys over,” she smiled. “Oh, this is going to be awesome! We’re finally going to show those assholes who’s really in charge!”
 
Harper only frowned as Nora excitedly led her away by a hand, ready to plot the Celestium’s downfall. This definitely wasn’t how Harper was imagining this conversation going. “Oh dear…”
 
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As her tiny skyship floated gently through the air, Harper gazed in awe at the opulence of the Celestium as it came over the horizon. Some called it the City closest to the Sun. Well, it was stretching the definition of ‘city’; it was more like a huge, mostly indoor complex built into the side of a tall, steep mountain peak. Most of the people who actually live there are countless indigenous kobold servants who keep the place running; beyond that, it mostly serves as a meeting ground and luxury resort for all the noteworthy dignitaries, politicians and aristocrats of the Ring. The entire place was all marble and gold, causing it to shine brightly in the sunlight.
 
Uncertain of how to approach it, she hesitantly started steering her ship towards the harbor, quietly praying they don’t assume she’s an intruder and shoot her down. Luckily, instead, they merely sent out a servant to greet her once she was docked; the cutest greeter she’d ever seen, in fact! She’d heard of kobolds before, but she had never witnessed the adorable, 3-foot tall reptiles for herself, until one was standing right before her! “Oh, my goodness!” She cooed, bending over to be about eye-level with the kobold as she fawned over him. “You are such a cutie pie, I just wanna pinch your little cheeks-”
 
However, he didn’t seem to be impressed. “Miss, that is extremely unprofessional,” he huffed, in a deep, gruff voice that hardly matched his adorable, small stature. Harper looked up, and noticed he was flanked by two other kobolds, these two wearing suits of armor and wielding small halberds. She blushed as it sunk in that these were serious; there were guards, not greeters.“Now, I’m sure you realize the Celestium is restricted to certain individuals. For your sake, I hope you have an invitation.”
 
“Oh! Uh, my deepest apologies! Yes, I was invited by one Sir Matthias,” she fumbled nervously for her letter, eventually handing it over to the kobold. “Here.”
 
The kobold’s eyes narrowed as he looked over the invitation for a few seconds, before his features suddenly lightened. “Oooh, I see! My apologies for the unpleasant welcome, then — you can never be too careful these days!” He nodded, handing the letter back and gesturing for the two guards behind him to disperse. “I will retrieve Sir Matthias for you! You can wait right here!” She giggled lightly as he trotted off, revealing for a moment a butt impossibly large for someone of his stature; she’d heard that kobolds were naturally thick-hipped, but never fully realized the extent of it until now.
 
For a while, she strolled about the lobby, ooing and aaing at the impressive architecture, gazing at the fountains of water shooting from the mouths of marble statues, and the streaks of paint across massive wall-covering murals, until, at last, the good sir Matthias came to reunite with her again. She shivered a bit at the sight of that familiar grin of his, his pearly white fangs shining in the sunlight, his pristinely groomed fur complementing his finely tailored suit. What a man he was! Many, more discerning women would probably peg him as being just some sleazebag, yet poor lovestruck Harper couldn’t help but swoon over the way he smiled at her, and spoiled her with flattery.
 
Besides, he was her ticket to the high life! She’d admired his sheer wealth and success from the moment they first met, and felt honored someone with such prosperity would deign to befriend her. “Miss Harper! Oh, I am so delighted to see you accepted my invitation!” He smiled, greeting her with a polite kiss to the back of her hand, earning a flustered giggle from the avian. With that, his eyes turned to her small skyship. “Oooh? I had expected to see a chauffeur… yet, if my eyes don’t deceive me, I see that you ventured all the way here on your lonesome?”
 
“Heh, yes, I have quite a bit of experience in piloting, actually,” she nodded. “It’s… a thrilling hobby, really, once you get used to it.”
 
He laughed! “Again and again, you prove that you are a woman of many talents,” he noted, “but still, I wouldn’t recommend travelling alone. Lots of pirates about, these days. It’d certainly be a tragedy if anything were to happen to a fine young entrepreneur like yourself, and so brimming with potential!”
 
Already, that same excitedness she felt when they first met was creeping back. She’d spent her entire life raised around working class folk with curt, unrefined manner of speaking - but Matthias’ every word or mannerism spoke to years of experience living in high society. “I must say, I’m so happy to see you again, sir… and honored beyond belief to be invited into a city like this!” She nodded, trying to emulate his polite cadence. “I’m fully prepared to take on any responsibilities expected of me, as a member of the Celestium society.”
 
“Heh, I’m quite sure you are! As I’m sure you’re aware, the Celestium is a meeting grounds for the upper strata of the Ring’s society; the top 1%, so to speak, be it in wealth or influence,” he nodded, gently taking her hand as they walked. “We offer much, and at present, all we’ll ask in return is your monthly dues. But business can be discussed later; for now, why don’t we have dinner, and get you settled in?”
 
She was fascinated by the Celestium, but her trip here was tainted by the knowledge that she wasn’t merely a guest, but a saboteur. Crawling about in the back of her mind was the knowledge that Nora was expecting her to steal one of the very items that was currently dangling on a necklace around Matthias’ neck; a Celestium veteran member’s key! The mare had insisted that this would be the perfect way to sabotage the Celestium; in fact, it’d allow them to unlock their caches around the Ring, and distribute the treasures within to the greater populace!
 
But as she thought about it… it had completely slipped her mind why they wanted to sabotage the Celestium in the first place! Just being in this city was intoxicating to Harper, knowing that she was getting to witness feats of architecture most people would never have the chance to see. The fact that she was regularly passing by famous celebrities she’s always wanted to meet didn’t hurt. “Oh my goodness! Is that that actress, Geraldine Ryder?” She pointed to a gorgeous vixen in a sparkly gown. “And… by the Dreamers! Isn’t she the Warrior-Queen of the Highlands?” She covered her mouth in awe as she glanced at a big husky panda woman.
 
Of course, for Matthias, hanging out with celebrities was mundane as could be, so he merely chuckled at Harper’s adorable enthusiasm. “Oh, yes. Anyone worth mentioning can be found here at the Celestium, from time to time,” he said. “You can feel free to speak to them, if you’d like! Since you’re here, they’ll understand that you’re a fellow aristocrat, and not just some riffraff.”
 
Her features flushed the moment she so much as considered it! “I-I must apologize, but… I’m really much too shy to just approach them like that!”
 
Matthias chuckled. “Very understandable, my sweet. Have no fear; as time passes, you will slowly grow more comfortable around the people of the Celestium, I assure you,” he nodded, before the duo finally came up to a big pair of double doors, deeper in the Celestium. “In the meantime, dinner should be right behind these doors. After you!” Nervously, Harper slowly pushed open one of the heavy doors… only to lay eyes on the most bountiful feast she’d ever witnessed in person!
 
Even Aframa’s most lavish festivals couldn’t compare to the diaspora of savory delights displayed freely on the buffet table in the middle of the cafeteria! Every plate was topped with a photogenic meal that looked like it cost thousands in ingredients alone, not to mention the salaries of the exquisite chefs that’d be required to make such gourmet treats. “Why… this is the most luxurious feast I’ve ever seen! Is there some kind of special event going on?”
 
“A special event? Oh, no.” Matthias shrugged and waved a hand dismissively. “This is just supper. We have a buffet set out just like this every day.”
 
Harper blinked, unable to even fathom what he just said. “Every… day…?”
 
Matthias, meanwhile, couldn’t possibly be more casual about the whole thing, nonchalantly strolling towards one of the strange-looking tables as if this was the most mundane thing in the world for him. “Don’t be shy! Have a seat! You simply must try the bredaun la’cron.” Harper was still stunned, mentally recalling the famines in Aframa and wondering how many people could’ve been fed if only the Celestium had spared some of this food… but nonetheless, she takes a seat. “Oh, attendant!” Matthias called, summoning the intention of an eager-looking kobold servant, to whom Matthias whispered something in her ear.
 
The kobold scampered off, and in no time at all, returned with two big trays balanced on her palms! The moment the lids were pulled away, Harper’s head was immediately swimming with the mouth-watering mix of fragrances that emanated from the fancy meals within, finely decorated meats cut from some of the most dangerous but succulent sorts of Heavenly Beasts. The moment that fragrance graced her nostrils, her thoughts of Aframa faded away, her stomach growling loudly to announce her new set of priorities. Eagerly, she cut off a chunk of her meal, and gently slipped it into her beak… only to audibly gasp at its flavor! “Oh, this is… this is… absolutely delicious!”
 
As the two dug into their meals, Harper found herself, with every bite, reaching for another foodstuff just a little bit faster, swallowing just a little bit more eagerly, and stuffing just a little bit more delicious gourmets into her mouth at a time. It made her feel a little guilty, considering Mattis was eating so politely, and she certainly didn’t want to make a bad first impression… but the food was just so good! She had never imagined herself to be a glutton, but a meal like this was just beyond her wildest imagination… and soon, she just found herself getting lost in it, shoveling more into her beak without the slightest compunction or tact.
 
Luckily, Matthias didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he even had a strange little glimmer in his eye, as if he seemingly enjoyed the display. Her beak ripped big chunks into her main course, dumping it into her stomach before she started chowing down on her side dishes, savoring all of the most valuable meats and greens in the Ring, sprinkled with the finest spices by the most skilled chefs. She hardly even noticed just how much her belly was bulging with the food she was packing within, nor how quickly she was emptying her plate, until — brrrruuuurrrrrpppp! She was knocked from her trance when the food she was stuffing into her belly displaced the air in there, causing a shuddering belch to come ratcheting up her throat! Her heart sunk when she realized it had been loud enough to be audible throughout the room, drawing a few eyes. “Oo-ooops! I-I’m so sorry, I-”
 
But instead of casting her out for her coarseness… Matthias just laughed! She could even hear a few of the other diners chuckling to themselves, as if it had been no big deal. “No need to be apologies! Here, a hearty belch is seen as the equivalent of complimenting the chef,” Matthias chuckled, patting her belly… which she just now noticed was big and round as a basketball, poking out clearly from between the folds of her dress!
 
She blushed, looking down at her plate and realizing just how much food she’d packed into her gut in that short little time. She had gotten far more carried away than she had realized… but before she could ruminate on that too much, she noticed the kobold returning with yet another tray! She balked at the sight of an entirely new set of delicious foodstuffs being displayed for her! “Oh, I’m not sure if I should have more…!”
 
Matthias quickly waved a hand dismissively. “Nonsense, nonsense! No need for such inhibitions here. There’s more than enough food for everyone,” he smiled. She noticed that he’d been slowly getting closer to her, to the point that, by now, he was leaned against her side, one hand rubbing her sore, round belly. “Besides, I could tell your nerves were quite frayed from coming to such an unfamiliar place. Such a lovely meal does wonders to soothe such anxieties, no?” Before she could respond, he had already raised a slice of some delicious pastries right up to her beak!
 
Her cheeks were flushing red, as she was gradually sensing just how much he was enjoying watching her stuff her rounded gut, which left her feeling flattered and flustered in a weird but pleasant way. Plus, the food was so good… surely, it wouldn’t hurt to have just a little more, could it? She hesitantly accepted the slice into her beak, letting her worries fade away once more as the delightful flavor spread through her waiting taste buds. Immediately upon swallowing the slice, Matthias eagerly raised another foodstuff to her lips, feeding her with even more enthusiasm than she’d been feeding herself. “Ooooh… mmmf…”
 
Fitting more into her already filled-up stomach would, normally, be unpleasant, if not impossible… but the perfect way he was kneading and massaging her gut soothed it immensely, compacting the food within to add plenty of room for even more. Eventually, she just leaned against the back of the booth, accepting whatever he stuffed into her maw and swallowing it as quickly as she could, shivering and flinching at the sensations that went up her spine as his hand squished and kneaded into the squishy, taut, sensitive flesh of her stomach, shifting about the mashed-up, gurgling contents packed tightly within, occasionally causing her to let out another sizeable belch that echoed through the cafeteria.
 
In the end, she somehow managed to fit two more trays worth of food into her stomach before she finally gave up. “Uuunnf… I’m… stuffed!” She groaned, leaning back and cradling her overly stretched stomach with her hands “I don’t think I could eat another bite!”
 
“Oh? But the night is still young!” He reassured her, trying to convince her not to give up… only to realize that when she said stuffed, she meant stuffed. Looking down, her belly was now bigger than a yoga ball, folding as it squished into the table before her. Every single little inch of her stomach was occupied by some gurgling, mashed-up bit of food or another. So with that, he thought of another plan… pulling out a small, ornately carved, cylindrical wood container. “I’m sure you’re familiar with marsorrel salts, right? A bit of this, in conjunction with some skilled massaging, could certainly make some room in that belly of your’s, if you’d be interested.”
 
With a huff, she nodded, desperate to free up some room in her belly, feeling on the verge of bursting! She opens her beak once more, so that Matthias could pop the cap off the little container and pour some shining red dust onto her tongue, which she lets melt there. Slowly, the marsorrel enters her bloodstream… and soon, all of her sudden, her stomach roars to life with a loud gggrrrrroouuugggllleee!
 
She gasped at the sudden sensation, tensing up and panting as digestion kicked into overdrive, her stomach working preternaturally quickly on the food within, aided by the delightful, skilled stomach massage that Matthias was giving her, churning away the contents at an incredible rate. And at the same speed, plumpness started to appear all over her body at the same unbelievable speed. She’s been slim all her life, so it was jarring to suddenly be doubling in her weight, her hips expanding in her seat until she was taking up half the booth, her breasts straining the front of her vest, her belly forming a big round paunch even after it’s already emptied…
 
Under the table, she couldn’t help but notice the slick pinkness poking out from the feline’s sheath, which was hardly a surprise to her. She had been turned on by all this herself, she had to confess, even if she hadn’t realized that this was something she was ‘into’ ever before. The sexual tension between them had been almost unbearable, and even now, she had to restrain herself from wrapping a hand around that slick length. “Uuh… Sir Matthias…” She asked, blushing at the way his eyes were savoring her body just as her’s did his. He especially, she noticed, seemed to like seeing her get bigger… a fetish she had heard about, but never yet experienced. “Do you, uh… happen to have a thing for… ‘larger’ women?”
 
Matthias chuckled, patting her distended, sloshy belly, now empty but still thick with fat. Beneath his polite and calm demeanor, she could tell he was practically dying with desire for her, now that she was so fat… and honestly, she felt a similar way about the cheetah. “Oh, Miss Harper, you are just as beautiful at any size,” he chuckled. “I merely thought you would appreciate a taste of the high life! You deserve more than the meager food stocks of that dingy little town of your’s.”
 
She winced at that, a bit of the wind knocked from her sails as she was given a reminder of just how, well, elitist he was. “It’s not… dingy…” She quietly defended it.
 
“Oh! My apologies! I forgot; you’ve set yourself on the task of uplifting the place, haven’t you? How very noble of you,” he chuckled, in a dismissive sort of way that still left her feeling a little put off.
 
Before she could address it, though, she was distracted by the sound of a loud moan and playful giggling from across the hall… and turned to see two other diners, snuggling close, their hands exploring eachother’s bodies as they stripped eachother bare! Before things could get too licentious, though, they pressed a button, and a strange, foggy, glassy-looking ‘curtain’ closed, giving the couple some privacy. “Oh… my. Are they…?”
 
Matthias chuckled, completely nonchalant. “Well, yes! In case you haven’t noticed, particularly thorough feedings can very often work up some… tension,” he grinned as he leaned in, hardly able to handle the tension burning in his own loins at this point, gesturing to a little red button under the table. “The button for the curtains is right here, if you think we could use some privacy. It would be especially prudent if, by chance, you were interested in a more… gourmet meal.”
 
His flirting was no surprise to her; she’d considered it a foregone conclusion that they were going to hook up at some point this evening. But the bit about the ‘gourmet meal’ caught her attention. “Hmm? What do you mean?”
 
“Well… I have a little gift I’ve been wanting to give you…” With that, he slowly took out a little velvety box, and clicked it open to reveal… a Soulkeeper! She gazed curiously into her reflection in the big green gem’s shiny surface, immediately recognizing the amulet. These things were capable of capturing the souls of anybody you ate, allowing you to bring them back from beyond the veil… but what could he possibly want to use that for? With a catlike smirk, Matthias leaned forward and whispered a little plan into her ear… causing the bird to blush the deepest shade of red yet!
 
Soon, that adorable kobold waitress noticed Matthias beckoning to her with a finger, and happily trotted over to them, wondering whether they wanted another course. “Um, yes, excuse me, waitress,” Matthias asked. “Do you think we could order a ‘Dragon’s Den Delight’?”
 
Harper assumed that that must be a code phrase. And while she didn’t entirely understand it, the kobold certainly did. The waitresses’ eyes immediately widened, gazing back and forth between him and Harper, as her cheeks burned red with a blush! “A Dragon’s De- oh! O-oh, with… you two? Oooh, of course! I would be just honored! Just honored!” Matthias chuckled at the kobold’s enthusiasm, reaching back and giving that impossible thick, squishy ass of her’s a playful grope as he pulled her into the booth. Gazing at just how plump that scaly ass was, Harper almost wished she was feeling it up herself.
 
“Mmm, wonderful. Come along then, my sweet. My, we’ll be seeing how sweet you really are soon, won’t we?” He slid the kobold’s dress off, before taking big handfuls of her cheeks and hefting her up, the kobold cooing with anticipation as he holds her over his thick cock, dripping with pre as his body anticipates claiming the curvy kobold girl. “Why don’t you have a seat?” He let's the anticipation build for a moment… before finally lowering her gently onto his cock!
 
The kobold let out an adorable little eeeep of bliss at the feeling of that thick length slowly, easily sliding into her sex, which squeezed down tightly around his girth as he slid into her smaller body, causing him to tense up and moan. “Mmmfff… f-fuuuck…” He moaned, dropping his polite composure for the first time, albeit only for a moment. He gently bounced the panting kobold gal up and down on his cock as he sat there, turning groggily to Harper. “Oh! Pardon my French, Miss Harper. Our little helpers around here can be soo, ahem… snug. Are you sure you’re still interested in this little meal?”
 
Harper was a little overwhelmed like this, to say the least. Hearing his plan had been invigorating enough, but actually seeing him casually fuck the adorable waitress right in front of her… well, it was another thing entirely! Hearing the word ‘meal’ reminded her that she was supposed to be swallowing this kobold soon, too. While her small, curvy body did seem quite… tantalizing, she looked a lot bigger up close! She had no idea whether she could fit the shortstack reptile down her gizzard! “I-I mean… I’m not sure! I’ve never really done anything like this before…”
 
Matthias was amazing at maintaining his polite, composed demeanor, even while bouncing a tight, thick kobold girl on his lap, pumping into her with increasing vigor. “Oh, don’t be worried at all. Our little helper here will be sure to make this first time as easy as possible for you. Won’t you, my sweet?” He grinned, patting the kobold on the head.
 
“Yup! I’m — ah — trained in being a — oooh — perfect prey!” The waitress nodded, though she wasn’t nearly as calm, her reassurance being interrupted by adorable little squeaks, moans and pants every time Matthias slammed her ass back down on his lap, and thereby pressed his full length back into her.
 
Harper’s mind was swimming with hesitations… but those were quieted by the sound of her stomach loudly grrrrwllling. Indeed, even though she had just swallowed an entire buffet, now that all that food was digested, her belly was technically completely empty… and her extra weight left her feeling particularly gluttonous and hungry. And while she’d never really been into the idea of eating people before, right now, this shivering, aroused kobold girl just looked absolutely delicious… “O-okay, I’ll… give it a try, I suppose…” She nodded, nervously moving in and wrapping her arms around the kobold’s sides as she’s steadily bounced on the cheetah’s cock.
 
The bouncing made things a little more difficult, but eventually, she managed to gently slide her tongue beneath the kobold’s chin and guide her snout into her beak… only for Harper’s eyes to roll back slightly, immediately entranced by the kobold’s flavor! A shiver immediately flashed through her body, as if struck with the instinctual desire to pack away such delicious prey right where it belongs, sealed away in her stomach deep beneath those layers of bird she was currently boasted. “Mm…” She cooed, licking the kobold’s head and neck all over… before finally driving her snout into her throat, bulging out her neck slightly!
 
It hurt for a moment… but soon, her body grew used to it, and her throat widened to allow more space for the kobold to be pressed deeper and deeper. Harper felt like she was learning so much about her own body, pushing it far beyond what she expected her limits would be. Before she knew it, the kobold’s shoulders were in her throat! “There you go — mff — sugar… isn’t she just delicious?” Matthias was pumping with increased force by now, both out of the sheer arousal of watching the fat bird woman swallow the waitress, and also to help push the kobold into her throat. Finally, he was starting to lose his composure, groping the kobold’s fat cheeks as they wobbled and jiggled with every bounce on his lap. “Aren’t you just desperate to — unf — pack her away in that… perfect belly and — huff — grind her into even more fat?”
 
The kobold was right when she said she was trained to be the perfect prey. Not only was she delicious, but she knew exactly how to wriggle to make herself easier to eat! It didn’t take long for the kobold’s entire upper body to be pressed into Harper’s beak, creating a perfect bulge of the kobold’s torso and snout in Harper’s throat. Only that booty was poking out, being licked all over by Harper as Matthias sat on his knees, now savagely pumping into the kobold that was half-pressed into his lover’s throat.
 
Just looking down and seeing those perfect cheeks dangling from Harper’s maw, getting savored all over by that slick tongue as he pounded the reptile, was enough to drive him wild. “By the Dreamers, you are gorgeous, Harper… and fuck, this servant is tight,” Matthias said, the enchanted curtains luckily doing well to muffle his panting and moaning. “Go on… tuck this little kobold away where she — ah — belongs! One… last… swallow!”
 
Finally pulling out of the kobold, he pressed his hands deep into the squishy surface of those fat, scaly cheeks, helping Harper wrap her jaws around what was without a doubt the thickest part of the kobold’s body. Soon, that ass had disappeared completely, forming two big, round, circular bulges in the bird’s throat, as Harper leaned back and let gravity guide those gently wriggling legs down her throat. “There you go… that’s iiittt…”
 
Matthias said, running his hand up and down the length of his shaft as he laid his other hand on her chin, watching the tantalizing view of the bird’s throat muscles squeezing down around the kobold as she was pulled into that tight, dark tunnel. At long last, the kobold was finally pressed into her gurgling, bubbling cauldron of a gut proper, her bulges barely visible beneath the layers of feathery fat. “Mm… perfect. Feel her in there? Moving about inside you… ready to be processed into an extra layer of pudge?”
 
Dizzy with arousal, Harper didn’t even respond… instead, she just leaned forward again and accepted Matthias’ cock into her beak, much to his delight! “Oh, my! Feeling quite… licentious, hmm? Mmf… that’s a good girl. That’s a good girl…” He cooed, savoring the moment, pressing a hand against the back of the bird’s head and gently pumping, as he lavished it with her tongue in much the same way she had the kobold. He didn’t want to cum too early, though, so he eventually pulled free from her beak, which now dripped with pre. “But let’s not make this all about me. How about something that we’ll both enjoy?”
 
She was left panting, her head swimming with his musk as she leaned back, her hands travelling all over her own belly. Having an entire person inside of her… it was an experience so beyond anything she’s ever felt before, it felt barely comprehensible. Hardly even real. “S-sorry… I just… mmf, oh, by the Dreamers, Matthias, this just feels so good…” She whimpered, pressing her hands into her fat belly and practically cradling the life she was carrying inside her, just beneath those thick layers of soft fat. “I never imagined… imagined…”
 
He leaned forward, wrapping her up in a kiss as his hands lovingly groped that stuffed belly, leaving her tense and shivering at the sensation. “That you’d never pack someone away in that perfect belly of yours? Feeling them wriggle about beneath those pristine feathers… as they add to that gorgeous figure?” He grinned as he laid down on his back, letting that needy, girthy cock of his bob in the air, precum dripping down along its length. “Come, darling. If you really want to work off some tension, just have a seat. I’ll happily help you… ‘work off’ your little meal!”
 
Her heart leapt at the sight of that felid cock. All of her inhibitions, or concern with politeness, were completely lost in the lurid haze that’s fogged her mind, and left her dying for some relief from the arousal that swallowing a person whole had worked up. The Soulkeeper around her neck glew brightly as she lifted herself over him, straddling his waist with her freshly chubby hips as she gently lowered herself… and moaned as she accepted his cock into her!
 
She reached down, rubbing at her clit as she gently bounced on his dick, shivering the unimaginable sensations of the feline’s hands rubbing and kneading all over her fat gut as it bounced and sloshed, getting to work digesting the girl within. “Mmmf… oooh, Matthias… aaah! She’s… really moving in there, isn’t she?” She looked down, only to balk at the sight of a hand bulging against the side of her gut, if only for a moment. It was only just sinking in that she had an entire living person inside of her, experiencing the inside of her body as if it was their entire world. “By the Dreamers, was that a hand?”
 
“For now,” he grinned, the sight of the perfectly plump woman savoring in the delight of having prey digesting and moving about inside her turning him almost as much as the way she was bouncing on his cock. “Doesn’t that feel natural? Like she really is your food? Just relax, Miss Harper, and let your stomach do what it does best…”
 
She felt genuinely light-headed at the thought that her stomach was currently at work digesting the kobold — not just keeping her sealed away in that belly, but rather, melting her petite body down somewhere beneath all that fat, turning her into even more pudge on the bird’s figure, if only temporarily. “Ah… ah… Matthias…” Matthias reached down and grabbed her by the hips, giving her more support as she started bouncing on her lap with increased vigor, the avian reaching up and playing with her nipples with her hands as her weight came crashing down on him again and again. Their combined, feverish moans reached a shared crescendo, as their mind-blowing climaxes came at, more or less, the same moment. “Matthias… mmmf, oooh… she’s… she’s… ooohhh fffuuuck…!”
 
Turns out, not only was having someone digesting inside of your stomach one of the most pleasurable and erotic sensations possible all on its own, but it intensified sex a hundredfold. The poor avian was rocked by the most overwhelming orgasm of her life, throwing her head back and letting out a guttural cry of pleasure as she felt the feline’s cum flood into her. At just the same time, the tenseness of her body caused her stomach to contract tightly around its little prisoner, finally subduing the kobold’s movements and bringing her one step closer to just being a bit of food for the avian to process.
 
Both of the aristocrats were practically knocked out after that little fling. Surprisingly, Harper would be the first to come to. Her first thought — oh my, that kobold girl really is still wriggling in there, somewhat, although so faintly that there wasn’t even a single bulge in my belly. Her second thought — oh Heavens, did I just fuck Matthias? She gazed down, and sure enough, there the feline was, still basking in post-coital bliss, limp on the booth. And, there on his chest… was that key.
 
She spent a few minutes ruminating on what had just happened… and, as she sat there, her eyes were drawn more and more to that key. Wasn’t she supposed to… steal it, or something? She could hardly even remember why. The Celestium seemed like a paradise; she could hardly even think of a single flaw. Plus, Matthias had been so kind to her, showing her a whole new life. How could she possibly betray him? She pushed all the ‘saboteur’ business aside, dismissing it as silliness. Surely, Nora will understand.
 
At around that moment, Matthias’ eyes slowly slid open. “Heh… heh…” He chuckled, gazing lovingly up at her perfect body. “I think you’ll fit in just fine around here, Miss Harper… just fine, indeed.”
 
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The rest of the night was spent much more conventionally. She was taken on a tour of the Celestium’s fine art gallery, luxurious accommodations, shown its most fascinating and arcane secrets… you name it! Matthias proved a wonderful host, especially with how flirty and flattering he was the rest of the evening, giving her belly lots of love as she digested that cute kobold girl. And sure enough, her new Soulkeeper worked like a charm; after the kobold was finished melting away, she just popped back into existence, good as new! The kobold definitely seemed proud of the extra pounds she was able to add onto Harper’s already plump figure, leaving her so thick that she could only barely fit through some doorways, and with a sizable gut that seemed to constantly wobble and slosh as she walked. She really had to work this off...
 
The Celestium was so wonderful and grand, coming back to her beloved hometown of Aframa suddenly felt… underwhelming. Now that she had a taste of luxury, she didn’t know how she could go back to living on regular food, or her typical, cramped little apartment. To make matters even worse, she just so happened to run into Nora while strolling home! “Heavens, Harper! I almost didn’t recognize you!” The mare balked, stunned at the sight of the bird now twice as fat as she’d ever been! “Just what were they feeding you over there?”
 
“W-well…” Harper blushed, patting her plump paunch. “They did have a little… feast.”
 
“And you went all-out? Hah, guess I can’t fault you for that. Ethics aside, I hear they’ve got the best food in the Ring,” the mare chuckled, resting her hip against a wall. “Speaking of which, did you get the key?”
 
“Umm…” Her heart sunk as she remembered the key, and she nervously averted her gaze.“Wellll…”
 
“Oh. You didn’t? Well, that’s okay. Better luck next time!” Nora shrugged, calmly. “Surely, you’ve got some dirt on them, though? Now that you’re a part of their little club, I’m sure you’ve learned a couple of their dark secrets, no?”
 
Harper shuddered, not really sure how to respond. “L-listen, Nora,” she practically whimpered, hesitantly raising up a wind to calm the mare’s enthusiasm. “What happens in the Celestium is… strictly confidential!”
 
Nora blinked. “... what? I thought you were going in to sabotage that place!” She had been trying to give Harper the benefit of the doubt, but... “But you’re talking like you’re one of them!”
 
“W-well… that feline, Matthias…” Harper fumbled for the words with which to defend herself! “He treated me to one of the most... wonderful nights of my life! And I just… I couldn’t…”
 
Nora’s expression hardened as she realized just what Harper was trying to say. “Oh. Alright. I get it. So you get a taste of the high life, and all of a sudden, you’re on their side? You don’t care about the fucked up things they’ve done?” She growled, leaving the plump avian feeling small and ashamed. “I’ve seen how wealth corrupts people. I thought — I hoped — that you, of all people, would be an exception.”
 
Harper’s heart dropped as Nora turned and started walking away, just like all her other friends had as she became rich. “Nora!”
 
“We’re through, Harper,” Nora rebuked her. “I lost people in the famines the Celestium caused. If you’re on their side, we’re enemies.”
 
And with that, the last of her childhood friends was gone. Harper stood there, desperately trying to come up with some notion to reassure herself with. Surely, Nora had just been jealous of her newfound success. Surely, she was just exaggerating a complex issue, and the Celestium wasn’t really responsible for the famines. Surely, she didn’t need any of her old friends. She had new friends now. And surely, there was absolutely nothing wrong with the life of luxury she was preparing to live… even as she knew other people in her very hometown were still homeless, still starving, still suffering...
 
Alone, Harper hid herself away from the world in a darkened alley, and wept.
 
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