Several turns after Byleth got swallowed into Cornelia's insatiable gut the party slowly progressed to the throne room, barging in an attempt to make a dynamic reinforcement to assist their dear professor.

Looking upwards they gaped at a shocking but impressive sight.

A top the steps a the unbeatable boar king sprawled downwards on his knees ; a defeated and degraded champion weary and beaten. Attached to his neck was a magic silk fibered leash that was held by a towering and monarchially plump woman who had exquisitely made royal mage silk dancer outfit that could not cover the dynasty that was her curvaceous and voluptuous body. Her breasts had more greater mass than the grandest of melons and had a thick round gut that was decorated with a large ceremonial emerald that brought a hue of magic glow to match an equally radiant crest tattoo of... The crest of flames !

The part stood confused seeing their king but no sign of of Byleth. They had never seen Cornelia up until now and only would see portraits of her face that seemed much slimmer...

Felix pumped his chest upwards and pointed at the smiling plump goddess.

She bore a very smug and gleeful smile and continued to hum a happy and content little hym to herself absolutely proud of what she had accomplished until Fenix postured up and shouted :



"Where is our professor!? "



He shouted drowning out cornelia's happy humming melody. Still very content with her freshly digested meal as well as the hefty gains she had aquired as a result.

She looked at him with a similar smug but amused look when Byleth challenged her. She then replied :" why she is right here."Using her free hand to squeeze into the soft mound that was her tummy and releasing it allowing it to bounce and jiggle. Giggling after she finished her sentence giving a seductive display of jiggling from her massive boobs and excess curves.

She caressed her stomach near the crest of flames and spoke on " she is the reason I am so soft, so curvy, so divine...... And so powerful." As she spoke her last phrase she playfully bumped the back of Dimitri with her tummy laughing and wishing he could be standing to trap him and smother him between her massive breasts.

As she spoke Mercedes held an absolute blank expression understanding everything that Cornelia had been hinting towards , the weight gain , the tattoos, the immense overflowing magical aura that resembled the intensity of byleth but it was not byleth it was Cornelia exuding an intense magical pressure only she could detect a while her party members only being disciples of war and not magic they could not feel the tremendous, commanding, and muting power that was exuding from cornelia's body.

The warriors did not feel the magical power directly but the sheer amount of commanding presence and lustful allure was outpouring affecting their minds with the most powerful of hormones and pheromones inflicting a perpetual charmed state where they questioned their odds , they questioned their allegiance, they questioned their own strength relative to hers.

The party was frozen and coming to a realization that they would face the might of a master magic wielder who now had the most powerful crest and was a curvaceous giantess hundreds of pounds larger and stronger to even defeat their strongest warrior and their king. And she was armed with their precious king as a hostage...





Art By Precious Time spent ! Story / Description by me, sorry I had to clean it up a bit, initially typed it on my phone.

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