GROOOAANN GURGLE

"Ehehe, I can't hear you over the sound of my stomach digesting you… how pathetic is that?~" Tharja felt another jolt of euphoria course through her, as her rapidly softening belly bulge lurched with another set of pitiful squirms. The stupid bitch trapped inside(whose name she couldn't even recall) had screamed her lungs out for hours now, putting on a good show in the face of her inevitable demise. Let this be a lesson to those foolish enough to go after my beloved Robin, fufufu… she giggled to herself, though after how good this one tasted, she was already looking forward to punishing more harlots and whores alike with the acidic cauldron that was her bubbling stomach~

"Come on… *urrp* Where did all that energy go? Keep fighting, it amuses me~ Do I need to cast a spell to keep your struggles going? Robin would be ashamed to see you giving up your life so easily, ufufu~" Her long, thin fingers squished into the tummy's skin, the contents of her stomach feeling more like mush than woman at this point. What a waste, the slut had already gone and perished inside her? How disappointing…

"Oh well… I still have plenty of fun to look forward to with your soul, you vile, man-stealing harpy. I will never let you find peace, even inside of me… eheheheh… ahahahaaa~" The gloomy hex slinging Plegian woman's evil laughter petered off, as another round of digestive glorps and gurgles filled her personal tent, her stomach dutifully working the poor shepherd into a pile of cutie soup. It wouldn't be long before her very soul was processed as well, denying her passing on to the next world like so many other women that pissed Tharja off in the past, one way or another.

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"Oh yes… Robin can't ignore me now that you're down here, honey~" Tharja was not simply talking to herself as her fingers gave her doubled-in-size chest a loving grope, as they could hear and understand their owner, frighteningly loud and clear. Whichever Shepard she had churned, be it Sumia, Miriel, Sully, Cordelia, Maribelle, Nowi, Cherche, or even Chrom's adorable little sister Lissa, their mind was fully intact thanks to her powerful hex that bound them to her forevermore, even after their untimely death inside her hungry tummy. Though most of her gains were covered by her full body nylon tights she typically wore, the snow white titty meat that jiggled on her chest in particular housed a great deal of the bitch's soul. Her chest swelled with pride every time she felt their mind moan with even the slightest movement that sent them wobbling endlessly. She had never felt such a rush feeling her own curvaceous form, this was doing wonders for her self-esteem issues…

"I might have to work off some of this tummy flab though… then again, maybe Robin likes a little meat on his girl's bones? Tehehe, this requires further testing~" Her voluptuous and wide ass cheeks swayed from side to side in her seductive sashaying out the tent's flap, Tharja couldn't wait to see her beloved's reaction to the new and improved her~ If Robin reacted positively… mmm, well then, there was no guarantee she could stop herself from adding everyone else in the army to her body as jiggly patches of flab, importance be damned. She would stop at nothing to charm the object of her one sided obsession into her submission… once and for all~

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A reupload of a pic I commissioned from  starcrossing aaaaaaages ago.  theweirdone445 has been experimenting with coloring, so I figured why not write a little something to go along with it? It was kind of interesting coming up with a scene for something I haven't thought about in a long time, so hopefully you all like how it turned out! Please, let me know what you think in the comments below!

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