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A pair of boots were the only thing sticking out from fat-addled face of Deeja. She leaned up against a tree overlooking a river with a beautiful vista of the snow-capped mountains, the poor sapling bowed under even the resting weight of her immensely fat, anvil heavy ass. The vague outline of a person's legs wriggled in Deejas throat, and she let out a muffled chuckle.
"Hmf-Hmf-Hmf~..."
To call her leviathan sized belly obese would be gross understatement. Even the bulge of a whole person merely stretched it a few inches, perhaps a foot or two outwards, but other than the swell in size, the first person deeja swallowed couldn't even be seen under the blubber, even though his intense struggle from within could be seen from how her fat wobbled and jiggled like the thickest of gelatin.
She had just managed to lift her massive sweaty gut onto a fallen, partially rotted log. The impact of such a astronomically fat paunch splintered the bark and left a cracking divet in the wood that sank and creaked even as she just sat there, working up the energy to polish off this last meal.
She closed her eyes, reaching her fat, clawed hand up to her mouth where she wrapped her fingers around the boots, holding them tightly together. now all the poor, almost entirely engulfed farmer could do was wriggle as she spread her jaws wide and pushed him in while extending her gigantic, multi-chinned neck like some kind of extremely well-fed serpent. His boots slipped to the back of her throat, and she closed her mouth around her meal, dooming him to his fate as bandit chow with a horrifically simple and agonizingly slow swallow. The lard-ass felt not a shred of remorse for her actions as the bulge slithered down her throat, into her chest where her rib-cage painfully distended, and finally into her rancid gut, no doubt splashing into her own personal dragon hoard of items she's yet to fully digest or cough up from previous meals.
Without a care in the world, the obese bandit lifted a claw up to her yellowed teeth, holding in an awaiting belch for a moment to pick her teeth. She ate both of them whole, why would she need to pick her teeth? Well it was never really about personal hygiene, as evidenced by the sweat-and-grease stained armor the argonian was wearing, to her it was all about the intense satisfaction of being such a hedonistic, slovenly glutton, and what better way to show off her utter lack of any remorse than such a simple gesture as cleaning your teeth after a good meal?
Once she finished symbolically picking her teeth, she set her comparatively stubby arms to either side of her stomach and began to rub at it. It was a paltry, token gesture, considering the size of her now immensely bloated, shifting gut. But it did complete the look of a very stuffed and satisfied bandit, with two random people wriggling in her fat gut. A deep belch scared a few birds who weren't already frightened by the sound of her gut hitting the log or the splintering of the sapling she leaned against.
*BAooOOoOOoOOOORRAAAAAALLLLLrRRRP~*
The fatass smugly slaps her big belly after the stomach-draining belch. Her unhealthy pride and satisfaction in herself visible on her utterly dumb, fat face. Strips of leather on her belt, which previously held back the tide of wobbling gut flesh enough to give her a bit more mobility, began to peel apart just out of her view as it dug into her immense flab. Her belt is going to snap soon with these two in her belly, but that wasn't a problem for now. That was a problem for later.
Right now, she had two people that needed to be turned into bandit blubber, and her stomach was already way ahead of her as she began her long waddle back to her hideout. after all, her gut was used to breaking down meals of this size. these were just two of countless adventurers, merchants, farmers, mercenaries, guards, soldiers, mages, and others who've wound up as a meal for her immensity, and they will not be the last.
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Deeja finally has art now! Wooo! I literally cannot thank my friend Gahtren (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/gahtren) on FA enough for this piece, they commissioned it from fepon (https://www.furaffinity.net/user/fepon) and i am eternally in their debt for such an amazing piece. Please enjoy!
check out her audio https://www.furaffinity.net/view/32726208/ (might be re-doing it soon with new software soon!) and story! (https://aryion.com/g4/view/551773)
as always, i hope you enjoy! :)
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Posted by ChaoskampfNunc 4 years ago Report
I don't think the armor is protecting much really
Posted by Helios542 4 years ago Report
nah, it's really not. but it's useful for whenever she goes into town or any other place that requires her to be decent, even if her gut still spills out everywhere and her heaving tits constantly fall out to either side.
Posted by Litanus 4 years ago Report
I’m super glad to see Deeja in all her massive glory!
Posted by Helios542 4 years ago Report
me TOO i've been wanting to get art of her for a SUPer long time.