“P-please just settle down already!” Sanzang whined, pressing down against the struggling sack of meat nestled in her lap below her sweaty palms. Her wide butt was making an imprint in the mattress, as she leaned her back against the wall. She had been sitting here for what felt like hours, when in reality it had been less than half. The angry woman trapped in her gut just wouldn't give it up! “I know it's hard giving up Christianity, but this is for your own good! T-trust me!”

“Like hell it's for my own good!” Martha shouted, punching the pulsating walls that surrounded her once more, “I’m not converting to your Buddhist bullshit! So let… me… out!” Any ounce of modesty the holy Saint had once displayed vanished the moment she was swallowed whole by the pushy Monk. She'd trashed, kicked, screamed, and punched as much as she could, but it seemed that the monk's strong-as-steel core was winning out in the end. All of her training had paid off!

Martha was beginning to feel the rigors of digestion taking hold. She grew drowsy and fatigued, as her entire body began to go numb. She couldn't even muster up the energy to throw another punch. Everything was going dark as she began to slump into herself in the bubbling cauldron that was Xuanzang Sanzang's stomach.

“N-no… not like… this…” the belly bulge gave one last shake before all movement ceased. Sanzang hugged the orb of flesh before bringing an ear to her tummy. The only thing she could hear was the droning sounds of an active belly. Churns, gurgles, and pops. She gave a weak smile as she squeezed the remains of Saint Martha, nearly breaking apart the soft, vaguely humanoid-shaped meat stewing inside.

“See? That wasn't so hard, now was it? Just let me take care of everything and rest easy, Martha-san…” a particularly loud gurgle was the only reply she received for her reassuring words, but it was enough to let the Monk know she was doing the right thing. All of these conflicting religions and beliefs inside Chaldea simply wouldn't do. They needed to be united... and something was compelling Xuanzang to unite them inside of her belly. The busty brunette licked her lips, tasting the lingering flavor of the Saint remaining. She didn't usually get to eat meat as a part of her religion, but she could make an exception for reforming a fellow servant set on the wrong path. As Martha's body broke apart under her grabby hands, the once sizable belly dwindled into a hefty, solid gut full of nutrients and chyme.

“Good girl~ Now, it's time to work you deeper into your new place in Chaldea, through a little exercise!” Sanzang hopped out of bed, and stretched her weary hips and shoulders. Consuming and breaking down someone sure made your body feel stiff! She jogged out of her personal room, huffing as her belly joined her oversized breasts in swaying in her healthy stride. The white walls and floor of Chaldea gave the facility a sterile hospital-like feel, but it didn't bother the cheerful Monk much. The lack of colors really helped clear her mind of worldly desires, and find true inner peace.

*BUUUUUUUAAAARRPPP!*

“Scuse you!” Xuanzang apologized on Martha's behalf, as she was a little too busy churning into goop to do so herself. Patting the mass of swaying flesh after for good measure, Sanzang noticed she sure was getting quite a lot of stares from fellow servants and Chaldea faculty as she strode by them. Jeez, haven't they ever seen a maiden working out before? It takes effort to maintain a body as divine as hers! Though, with Martha's added divinity, it might be a little harder to stay so slim in the middle… well, there's nothing wrong with having a bit of a belly, right? If the Buddha could get away with it, then she could too!

Inside of the bubbly Caster's tummy, something strange was occuring. When a servant dies, their body usually breaks apart into gold dust that quickly dematerializes, as their spirit origin returns to the Throne of Heroes. That was not happening here, however, even though Saint Martha was well past the point of saving. Her very essence was being contained and absorbed by her predator, changing both of their spirit origins forever. Martha's name was promptly stricken from the Throne of Heroes, as the belly and butt fat of a monk was not deemed worthy of her former title.

“Gosh, did my clothes get tighter? My undies are about to rip!” Sanzang blushed, feeling mild discomfort from her favorite pair of panties. Under her robe, her cheeks jiggled with the pudge of a former Saint, now naught but flab for the rest of eternity. Another burp rolled past her lips as she felt a shift of the contents of her stomach, or what was left in there, at least. It seemed like her body was mostly finished with the purple haired maiden, and her conversion was a huge success!

“See Martha? I told you Buddhism was the proper path! I'm sure whatever you reincarnate into, you'll appreciate your new existence so much more!” Xuanzang smiled at her body, unaware that she had just damned Martha to a fate entirely opposite from reincarnation. Saint Martha could only exist as the butt fat of a cheerful Monk who helped Son Goku on his wild adventures, she was truly nothing more than unthinking and mindless pudge.

“Mmm, all that exercise made me thirsty! Time to get something to drink!” Without another thought spared upon the fat clinging to her wide rear end, the Monk made her way into the halls of Chaldea's impressive cafeteria, skipping and bouncing all the way inside.

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A picture by  killerperro and a drabble only covering a fraction of the idea by me. I think my idea was a little too ambitious. I wanted to have her eat and conquer other servants closely tied to religious beliefs in some way, eventually moving on to claiming and digesting actual gods and goddesses. Unfortunately, I only ever had it in me to write out Saint Martha's demise. Still, maybe one day I'll come back to this and write more. For now, here's what I've got.

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