Quite some time ago, the island nation of Gizra received a message from one “Remillia the Ravenous” to prepare for her arrival for a meeting with its leaders. At first, they humored the so-called Empress, believing it to be just some local noble full of themselves going for a tour. They could be loaded and if they please her enough, they could potentially get a friend to help deal with Ostrvo, their neighbor and mortal enemy. Little do they know that the response confirmation is a demand to “surrender the land to her and allow her to take control of it”. Confused and somewhat offended, they elected to ignore the letter. Wherever she’s from, she’s not setting a single foot on this island!

Afterwards, they minded their own business and continued their existence until they spotted something very strange. Their beautiful view on the coast is obstructed by two pillars, striped in black and white. Looking up to see how long they stretch up to, they see two light-flesh colored rings with a dark covering above and a few orbs, two large ones piled on top of one slightly smaller. Then it dawned on them: they were looking at a giant woman.

Before they could get ready to defend themselves, they saw a hand reach from above and sink into the water. The wave from the hand smashed against the coastline, but it did not reach the city in full. A rumble from underneath shook the island to its core, threatening to tear it apart. Yet the island remained intact. The volcano had been dormant for centuries, but that’s not the cause of the quaking. A sudden downburst of air struck the inhabitants and made them realize what is happening. Being plucked from the sea, all eyes turned on the giant as her voluptuous form had been put on display. Soon, that view would be taken away as they finally see her face. Her crimson suns and her supple, smirking teal gateway formed an expression of pure smugness. The Empress looked down on them like some common bug, hardly worthy of notice.

The gates open to see a dark cavern of flesh with a lighter, but no less meaty floor, oozing with drool. Without even a second of hesitation, the island is being pulled into the maw. Any attempts of fighting back would be in vain when the beautiful vista is replaced with a moisty wall of a giant’s esophagus. Eventually, it’s descent would be met with a different ocean. Almost immediately after it hit the acidic sea, the gastric walls close in on the isle. It’s recently plucked form began to stretch out the organ to an absurd degree. Eventually, the shifting stops and the island is covered in a shroud of flesh.

From the outside, the Empress teased her meal as its inhabitants stretched out to break free, only to be met with herculean resistance from her inner walls. Sighing in bliss, she listens as the nation she gobbled up slowly melts and gurgles. A form of a person reached out to escape her ever tightening gut. Who or whatever the person is did not matter all that much to her, given that their shape on the outside only extends from the hands and head, at least in the physical sense. In the more spiritual sense, she could hardly care about this country anymore now that it is currently being processed, so for all she knew, she could be talking to a random civilian. Regardless, her inner sadism compelled her to reply to her food with a poke to the head and a hearty chortle, “You should have listened to my letter, but you just couldn’t take it seriously. Oh well. It’s not my country I’m adding to my waist! I’m sure your neighbors are watching you all right now, but I suspect that they would learn a lesson from this.”

Receiving only a muffled cry as a response, she continued her speech, “All of this could have been avoided if you just listened to me. You will serve as a fine example of what happens when you defy me! Now make peace with your gods, for they will be joining you soon! OhohohohoooOOURRRPH!!!”

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Meanwhile, at the nearby island of Ostrvo, reports from the nation of some strange pale landmass have appeared in the place of their long-time nemesis, Gizra. Whatever they think of that quivering, groaning, fleshy orb is often met with trepidation and disgust. Still, they sent a small ship to investigate what that thing really is. The king knew one thing for sure, there’s never enough booze in the world to make him forget this.

In about a week, the orb had vanished from the spot and the nearby country had come with it. It was not a day later that a message had been relayed to the king, from one Empress Remillia the Ravenous. Much to his shock, she admitted her responsibility for their enemy’s erasure and even described the gruesome scene in great detail, almost as if she’s getting off to it! Whoever it is, if she could get rid of an island with ease, she could do the same here, so the king reluctantly accepted her offer.

Another week goes by and she arrives, her obscenely enlarged body had been displayed prominently and shamelessly, though not the size of her previously gigantic form. She came with a few servants, also fattened from previous meals (though not to the extent that she had), carrying an opulent throne of gold frames, scarlet seating, and a wine purple background. Her breasts are the most prominent feature about her and her lower half certainly did not feel left out. She practically spilled out of the seat, yet that did not bother her in the slightest. The king could only solemnly look at her as she returned with a smug, better-than-you grin. Remillia expressed her amusement for the obvious imbalance of power, “You would do well to surrender to me! Your neighbors had already filled me out and I still have room for seconds! ...That is, if you value your life more than they valued theirs!”

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Frakass did a work for me in his Discord Quickiez and I have to say, he really did a good job! He really made Remi look powerful, smug, and sexy at the same time! So much so that I decided to not only color it, but also write a short story about it too!

Remillia belongs to yours truly.
Pokémon belong to Nintendo, Game Freak, and The Pokémon Company.
Lineart is by Frakass, give him some love here:  Frakass
Original work here: https://aryion.com/g4/view/659139

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