Most students in the Garreg Mach Monastery had talks with the newest teacher, Byleth, the Ashen Demon herself, usually to make sure that they were doing well in their lessons. For the most part, it involves some tea or a meal and a few moments of their time. So far, it worked out, yet one student had proven rather… difficult to get in contact with. One Hilda Valentine Goneril of the Golden Deer house avoided going outside, usually with an excuse to go along with it. It wasn’t that she is shy like Bernadetta, a student from a different house, rather that she uses her time to mess around than train. One day, she decided to get to the bottom of this truancy when she had the time. She tried asking around the Gold Deer house, but they had no idea why Hilda refused to leave her room. Maybe she really is sick, she thought. Yet that theory had been shot down when she saw a guard attempt to sneak through the halls with a large box with all sorts of aromas emerging from it. Seeing as this might be a lead, the teacher tailed them as he pressed on, convinced that he is in the clear. Soon enough, the man reached his destination: Hilda’s room. After pushing the crate inside, he wiped his brow and went back to his station, none the wiser as Byleth sneaks past him and slowly opens the door.

Not many things had shocked her to the core, but what Byleth saw before her gave her that feeling. Hilda is indeed whole and alive, yet she’s… bigger. Her gut is massively swollen, her outfit stretching to accommodate for the mass. The crates were spilled over for food and the chair strained in response to the added weight. The stomach is groaning from both the stuffing and the process of digestion. Hilda continued to stuff her face with a sausage link before she heard a familiar voice, “Hilda?”

In a knee-jerk reaction, the swollen student bit down on the link, severing it and sending it back to the crate. Almost immediately, she turned her head to see the blue-haired teacher and she started to make up an excuse, “Uh, Professor! I… uhhh… There’s no excuse for this, is there?”

With this bizarre scenario laid out in front of her, Byleth approached carefully. What sort of disease or spell had she been afflicted with to cause this? Do the other students know and are keeping it a secret or were they unaware? Before her teacher could ask these questions, Hilda whined as she rubbed her gut, “I’ll explain later, but my belly is hurting real bad!”

With a brisk walk to her student’s bloated front, the teacher felt the tautness of it. It’s almost a miracle how her uniform did not capitulate to the growing mass. Nodding her head, she started to calm the gut down with some rubbing, hoping the process would at least alleviate the pain. Much to her surprise, she found some… fondness to assist Hilda in her time of need. She could not exactly explain where the feeling is coming from; it did not feel this intense when she helped the others. It almost felt like… love. The feeling had made her smile subconsciously, even if her student could not see it. Of course, her little partner would eventually talk about it with her usual tone, but right now, this is more important.

By contrast, the pink-haired student’s reaction is far more… audible. Her moans of pleasure overtakes the pain as the impromptu massage continues. Letting loose a belch that rumbled the walls, she felt her belly soften up. She could get used to this, she thought. She could stuff herself silly and ask the professor for her help. Of course, there’s going to be a few catches, but as long as she has that feeling again, she’ll do anything Byleth asks. She’ll have to get used to being called “Hill-da” from now on, but she’ll own it. And thus begins a rather strange, yet loving relationship between a student who loves food as much as she loves doing nothing and a teacher that would help her studies along, no matter what.
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For June, I have won a raffle from DLeagueman's stream of Hilda stuffing her face and Byleth showing her appreciation. Thus, I saw fit to color it and add a little story to go along with it. I hope you enjoy and give props to the artist!

Fire Emblem Three Houses (and the characters involved) belongs to Nintendo, Intelligent Systems, and Koei Tecmo
The picture belongs to DLeagueman, show him some love over here: https://aryion.com/g4/user/DLeagueman
All characters are 18+!

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