Gogh Gorged
 
 
"Good morning, Van Gogh!" A male Chaldea worker smiled to the Foreigner class servant as they passed by each other on the corridor, startling her.
 
"H-H-Hi!" She answered in a very jumpy manner, stuttering and sweating. "I-It's...a beautiful today, isn't It?"
 
"Well, it's away snowing outside, so..."
 
"Oh right, I didn't goghth about that!"
 
"You didn't...?" The Chaldea worker scratched his forehead.
 
"Goghth! You know....Gogh.... thought... it's just a Gogh Joke for you!" The Foreigner went red.
 
"Aaaaaaah, a G-Gogh Joke, right!" The Chaldea worker awkwardly pretended to laugh. "Well, I got to go now, see you!"
 
"Bye bye, tehehe..." Gogh seemed relieved, and started walking away from the human employee as fast as she could.
 
He noticed that all that time Gogh held her hands behind her back as if she was hiding something from view, but he just shrugged.
 
"Frankly, that master has several weird servants, but she might be one the weirdest! Well, maybe that's because she's a newbie." Remembering he had work to do, the employee went on his way forgeting Gogh and her suspicious behaviour.
 
The servant though quickly entered a room she was used to visiting, one that was abandoned and never used by anyone besides herself. There, the ginger servant removed her hands from behind her back, contemplating hungrily and guiltily the shining spoils of her crime.
 
"I'm sorry, master," Muttered Gogh to herself, hypnotized by two handfuls of saint quartzes, mana and pure prisms and quantum pieces. "I'm stealing from you even after you wasted all those resourcers to make me stronger. Gogh really is just a patchwork monster, but I can't help myself...they are so...crispy...and adicting!"
 
Gogh just shoved all of the stolen resources in her mouth and began chewing them with full cheeks just like a big squirrel, shining and colorful crumbs falling from her mouth on the floor and on her clothes. Finally, she sent down her peculiar snack with a painful gulp, and sighed in relief when it finally arrived in her stomach.
 
To tell the truth, none of those precious items were edible. They were sharp and hurt going down, and once they reached their destination they burned her insides like fire. But Gogh enjoyed pain: it was the best part of eating all that stuff, and the main reason why she wasn't able to stop stealing it from master.
 
"What a bummer," Said Gogh, rubbing her exposed, slightly bloated belly. "This little snack only made me hungrier. Guess I'll have to hit the cafeteria now..."
 
Just when Gogh was about to open the door to get out of the abandoned room, she stopped and turned around. The Foreigner though she heard a voice calling her. But it was so faint that Gogh assumed it was just her imagination and was about to get out when she heard it again.
 
"Here! Down here!" Gogh heard it distantly. It seemed to be coming from the room's bed. But it was empty.
 
She went nearer to the bed, and now was able to distinctily discern several different voices calling her. Were they hidding under the piece of furniture?
 
"Gogh-san! Down here" A familiar voice called from the empty bed, and Gogh looked down and gasped.
 
She didn't know how she failed to see them before, but the bed was filled with tiny people. But they weren't any tiny people, but identical copies of several of Chaldea's servants! The one who called her looked just like one of Gogh's best friends, Rider class servant Nemo.
 
"Well, what do we have here!" Gogh giggled nervously. "Things daring to copy the appearance of Gogh's friends! But I don't know how to deal with you..."
 
"Gogh, were not clones!" Tried to explain the tiny Mash Kyrielight. "Anastasia used magic to shrink us as a prank, but she ended up shrinking herself too on acident and now we all have to wait for the spell wear off!"
 
"She's telling the truth," Added a very apologetic Anastasia. "My bad, it was a tasteless joke from the start..."
 
But Gogh wasn't paying attention. Instead, she looked at each tiny servant with a reflective expression on her face. Besides the Captain Nemo there were several Nemo Marines, one of each of a Nemo Engine, Professor, Nursery and Bakery. But there were more: Lancer Minamoto-no-Raikou, Archer Osakabehime, Foreigners Yang Guifei and Katsushika Hokusai, Saber Ibuki-douji (who was about thrice the size of her fellow tinies), Riders Mordred and Boudica and the aforementioned Anastasia and Mash.
 
The tiny servants kept pleading for help, complaining and explaining themselves until they were silenced by a loud, roaring sound.
 
"I-I know that sound..." Boudica, who served Gogh in the cafeteria several times, gulped. She heard that noise before, just never that loud.
 
It was the sound of Gogh's stomach growling, hungry again after dealing with stuff stolen from master. The artist's mouth was watering as she sat on the bed, joining her feet together and turning her legs into a circular wall that trapped the shrunken servants.
 
"Actually, I think I know how to deal with you guys..." She grabbed captain Nemo with a single hand (after all, he was the size of her pinky finger) and brought him closer to her face. Nemo could feel Gogh's quick, warm and heavy breathing all over his body, but still the Rider shivered.
 
"Easy there, Gogh-san. I'm no fake! I'm the true Nemo!" He spoke, tense.
 
"You are all some new variation of shadow servants, right? I won't forgive you for stealing the shape of my friend! You'll have to Gogh to the jail for that~" The Foreigner threw the Rider inside her mouth and closed it, playing and pushing him around with her tongue. To the horror of the tiny servants watching, Gogh them swallowed him with a single gulp. "Hm! Tasted fishy!"
 
The other Nemos instantly went crazy, running around and screaming confused by the loss of their leader.
 
"What do you think you're doing?!" Raikou shouted at Gogh, revolted. "There's nothing more vulgar and improper than cannibalism! Perhaps my spear will teach you how to port yourself better, miss!"
 
Raikou rushed with her spear, attempting to pierce Gogh's thigh with it, but the artist was faster and managed to grab the Lancer by the point of her weapon. Gogh picked up the spear and its owner, who refused to let go of it, came along.
 
"You have some skin in your bones, lady fake Raikou. If the real Raikou learned that Gogh ate a copy of her she'd never forgive me, so let's keep this secret between us, okay?"
 
"Eat me?! I won't allow you to do as you please! Let me go and I'll pierce your heart with my...oh!" Raikou was interrupted when Gogh's giant tongue licked her entire body, tasting her massive breasts and covering them in warm saliva. The Lancer bit her lower lip, her nipples getting hard. "Can you...do that again?"
 
But sadly, Gogh didn't hear her wish, and easily sucked Raikou out of her own spear. Inside the Foreigner's mouth her tongue played restlessly with Raikou, enjoying her taste and pressing her against her cheeks. The servants outside could see the Lancer's face and tits imprinted against Gogh's left cheek, then there was a gulping sound and the same imprints descended the artist's throat.
 
"Gah, that hurt a little," Gogh picked her teeth with Raikou's spear, removing some of her hair that got caught between them. "Thought she was going to get stuck..."
 
"Cut that crap, Gogh-chan!" Hokusai screamed at her giant friend. "Spit them out before it's too late!"
 
"You won't trick me, fake Hokusai. BOOOOOOOUUUURP!" Gogh released a loud hearty belch, then petted her belly. "Geez, that caught me off guard! The true Hokusai would be proud of that one, tehehe~"
 
Gogh grabbed Hokusai, and brought her close to her mouth. The other artist tried to fight the giant hand, but Van Gogh tightened her grip and forced the air out of poor Katsushika's lungs.
 
"Impersonating my best friend is even worse than pretending to be Nemo. You need to be punished ufufu..." Gogh opened her mouth and Hokusai could feel the ginger's hot, heavy breath hit her face. She put Hokusai inside her mouth and Katsushika closed her eyes and screamed.
 
But she wasn't swallowed. Gogh sucked her like one would do to a lolipop, and took her out of her mouth. Hokusai was covered in warm saliva and slowly opened her eyes in disgust, as the fluid dripped from her face and her.
 
"Hm, tastes like takoyaki!~"
 
"That's not funny, Gogh-chan! Let m," Katsushika was cut off by Gogh who sucked her body again, than once more removed her from her mouth. "COME ON, STOP!"
 
Gogh had saliva dripping from her chin, and licked her lips trying to get all of that flavour. Hokusai really tasted like octopus!
 
"If father was here, he would kick your ass!" Hokusai was beyond pissed off now.
 
"Don't worry, he's with the real Hokusai. And you're going down, you pesky clone!" Gogh shoved the humiliated and wet servant inside her mouth, but she swallowed her this time. "Who's next?"
 
Boudica was the chosen one.
 
"G-Gogh, dear, you have to admit that you have an eating disorder!" Boudica created the courage to try and reason with her captor.
 
"Who? Me?! I-I...of course not!" Nervous, Gogh started to grab Nemo Marines by the dozens with her free hand and shoven them down her throat.
 
"Come on, I know you eat things you aren't supposed to behind master's back! And in the cafeteria you always pig out!"
 
"T-That's not...precisely true, I-I..." Gogh was speaking with her mouth full and growing redder with each sentence the Rider said, but she still kept on eating the poor Marines.
 
"Servants don't even need to eat to survive!" Boudica was growing boulder and boulder as she put Gogh against a figurative wall. "Don't you think you had enough already, young lady? I mean, you ate RAIKOU! She's got enough meat on her body!"
 
"Still, you can't prove I have an eating disorder or anything..." Said Gogh, now eating Engine, Professor, Nursery and Bakery.
 
"YOU'RE STRESS EATING RIGHT NOW!"
 
Gogh let out a manly raunchy belch, expelling several small white hats and wiped her mouth.
 
"I'm not stress eating, see?"
 
"YOU STOPPED JUST BECAUSE I POINTED IT OUT!" Boudica cooled down her head a bit and spoke more calmly. "Anyway, now there's no way you're not full. Why don't you let us all go? There's nothing we can do about the servants you ate already, but if we all explain that it was all a big misunderstanding master is surely going to forgi,"
 
But Boudica was interrupted by a groan coming from Gogh's stuffed potbelly. It wanted more. Boudica gulped, trying desperately to reason with the Foreigner again, but Gogh was blinded by gluttony. She shoved Boudica down her throat without even taking some time to taste her meaty body, and the servants who were growing hopeful by the Rider's efforts all stared at her end with horror greater than before.
 
Gogh opened more of the zipper on her outfit, giving more space for her growing potbelly. From it came the loud and disgusting sounds of digestion, but she wanted to keep on with her feast.
 
"Gogh-san, your behaviour is beyond apologies now!" Screamed Mash Kyrielight, as she was grabbed by the giantess. "Boudica was right, you should listen to her!"
 
"Humpf, even your clone is a goody-two-shoes, Mash! I was always jealous of how you were so close to master, so eating a tiny copy of you will be the perfect twisted revenge~"
 
"W-What?" Mash blushed. "Gogh-san, I never new you felt that way! I mean, I like you a lot, and I thought we were friends, in a way..."
 
"Oh, don't worry fake Mash! It's the big Mash that I dislike. You can become friends with my stomach!" And having said that, Gogh gobbled up Mash, shield and all. As she licked her fingers to catch poor eggplant girl's lingering taste, the Foreigner hummed a jolly song. When the Shielder finally descended on her stomach with a splash, she sighed. "Now if only the real Mash was eaten by a demon boar or a wyvern, master would spend more time with me..."
 
"HAH! AS IF MASTER WOULD WASTE THEIR TIME WITH YOU!" A violent voice screamed.
 
"W-What?! Who said that?!" Gogh went red and searched for the ofender, more ashamed than angry.
 
"IT WAS ME, DUMBASS!" A bikini wearing Mordred answered. "I MET A LOT OF BASTARDS HERE IN CHALDEA, HECK, I'M A BASTARD MYSELF IN MORE THAN ONE WAY, BUT YOU'RE THE WORST!"
 
"I'm just killing off some pests who invaded Chaldea, what's wrong with that?!" Gogh answered, naively.
 
"Are you that cynical, or just super dumb? WE'RE THE REAL DEAL, FUCKHEAD! THAT'S WHAT WE'VE ALL BEEN TRYING TO TELL YOU!"
 
"That's what impostors always say! I'm smart enough to see through your lies, even though I'm just a monster!" Gogh replied, proudly.
 
"The real monstrous thing here is your lack of a brain! Let us out already, before I get really pissed off!" Mordred began kicking Van Gogh's leg, to no effect.
 
"W-Wait, Mordred! Gogh-chan can't take criticism!" Yang Guifei tried to alert the Rider. "Being aggressive with her will only make it worse for us!"
 
"What do you want me to do, sing her a song about friendship and trust?! I have a better idea! Hey Gogh, you lousy ass patchwork servant wannabe! Bring me close to your face so I can break your nose!"
 
"I-I won't let you break my nose!" Gogh recoiled a little, forgeting the advantage her size gave her.
 
"De sterrennacht is an overated painting," Mordred crossed her arms and smiled smugly at Gogh.
 
"W-Well, G-Gogh tried their best while p-painting it, a-and..." The Foreigner began stuttering, getting very nervous
 
"Your best is awful." Mordred's smile became a provocative grin. She saw that Gogh was about to cry. Mordred got what she wanted.
 
"Oh no," Yang gulped. "Mordred's next on the menu now..."
 
Van Gogh held in her tears and grabbed Mordred, lifting her violently.
 
"Even though I painted seriously…AAAAAAAAAH, JUST SHUT UP, YOU POTATO HEAD!" The ginger servant gobbled up the blonde, but Mordred wasn't going to accept defeat so easily. Once she arrived at the stomach, she began punching and kicking the walls around her. "Eek! That kinda hurt!"
 
"Take that! And that!" Mordred was relentless on her attack.
 
"Ouch! Ouch! STOP!"
 
"Oh, are you in pain? GOOD!" The Rider hit a particularly nasty punch this time, one that made Gogh moan in pain.
 
"Good job, Mordred!" Anastasia's hopes were renewed. "Keep that up and she might even puke you out, or DIE!"
 
This last word was said with a violent enthusiasm, which made her fellow servants stare at the Caster in disbelief. Anastasia blushed and laughed awkwardly.
 
"Ouch, fake Anastasia is right, ooooooh...URP!" Gogh's face was getting green. "If she keeps that up, I'm going to URP! puke...URP!" The Foreigner's cheeks became puffed and she put a hand over her mouth. Everyone, herself included, thought that she was going to puke Mordred and whoever was still alive inside her.
 
But the hand over her lips became a fist, and she belched with her mouth closed. Gogh blew the gas way, still feeling nauseated.
 
"I got the sick burps...bleh, I really need to get her out of my system, but if I do she's going to break my teeth on her way out!" Gogh grew terrified of the possibility of Mordred escaping and beating her with her tiny but furious fists.
 
But salvation soon came in the form of a loud gurgly noise from her potbelly. More acids were being produced in her stomach! After some seconds, Mordred stopped punching and kicking.
 
"Thank God for that!" Gogh sighed. "Might need and antiacid later, though."
 
Osakabehime was the one being grabbed next.
 
"Yamete kudastop! I can't be eaten by a cute girl so soon, I still have a lot of doujins to make!"
 
"Well, since I really like miss Osakabehime, and you have work to do, I'll let you go. But just this time, okay?"
 
"F-For real? Everything's going to be daijoubu?! Poggers!" The swimsuit wearing Archer could have jumped from happiness is she wasn't being held by a giant hand.
 
"Gogh joke~" The artist gave a mischievous smile. "You look to tasty to be left alive~"
 
"Gomenasorry! I didn't want to be so tasty!" Osakabehime was now in tears, and making quite the scandal. "That's not fair, at my size I'm too much of a free kill!"
 
And a free kill she was, for Gogh ate her like a snack, though she kept screaming and talking the whole way down. Fake or real, Osakabehime was a bit annoying, but Gogh was right at presuming that she was tasty. She was delicious.
 
"Now, another friend impersonator!" She said, grabbing Yang. "But I have to admit, you're the most talented doppelganger yet: you're even as smelly as miss Yang Guifei!"
 
"I'M NOT SMELLY! Gogh-chan, don't you swallow me like I'm some sort of lychee! You now how rare we burn-focused servants are, so don't decrease our numbers even further!"
 
"A tiny clone like you can't hold a candle to miss Guifei's flame! Get it? Candle? Flame?! It's a Gogh joke!" The Foreigner nonchalantly gobbled up her friend.
 
"Wait! Master's going to be angry at you! GOGH, DON'T!" Were Guifei's last words before being eaten. Gogh just smacked her lips, satisfied.
 
"I thought she was going to taste bad because of her smell, but she was spicy!" Gogh patted her belly, and was taking some time to decide which of the two remaining servants she should eat when they began to stare at her in a weird manner. "Huh, why are you all looking at me funny?"
 
"Uuuuh... there's smoke...coming out of your nose..." Ibuki-douji scratched her head, confused.
 
"Wait, what?!" When Gogh opened her mouth to speak, smoke began to come out of it too. "Oh no, it's true! Is that because of the fake Yang?"
 
"Guess so," Was Ibuki's answer. "Maybe you'll end up exploding, one never knows with you Foreigners."
 
"E-EXPLODE?! Oh no, oh no, oh no," But Gogh felt something ascend her esophagus, something that hurt it. She punched her chest and..." BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOURP!"
 
Gogh belched fire, just like a dragon. That was Yang Guifei's last stand, which probably coasted her life, but only resulted in a fiery burp and a bad aftertaste.
 
"Bleh! What do they put in those shadow servants nowadays? I had sulfur burps before, but that's ridiculous!"
 
Speaking about burps, Gogh heard a loud one, but it wasn't her this time. She gasped as she saw Ibuki-douji's big belly, full of a surprised Anastasia.
 
"That's what you get for all this trouble you caused!" The Divine Spirit said. "Hope you enjoy an oni god's justice!"
 
"You stole my meal!" Gogh finally managed to speak, still flabbergasted. "Guess that won't matter since I'll eat you anyway..."
 
"Don't you know that hurting a kami can bring great misfortune and disaster?!"
 
"A small kami can't cause that much problem, I hope!" Gogh grabbed Ibuki. "I'll just pretend you're a stuffed turkey. Get it? Stuffed? You ate the fake Caster? It's a Gogh j-well, you got it by now, tehehe..."
 
The Foreigner swallowed the Saber, but it wasn't without some difficulty. She was bigger than the other servants, after all. Ibuki got stuck in Gogh's esophagus, but the obstinate painter forced her throat muscles to dillate and to dillate, and even though it took some time, a very large bulge soon travelled down to her stomach. She could actually see it's size increase a bit upon receiving it's new occupant.
 
Gogh threw herself on the bed with a sigh of satisfaction and gave a hearty belch.
 
"Phew, Gogh's stuffed to the brim..." She rubbed her tummy as it loudly digested her feast, enjoying the movements inside of it just like a pregnant woman enjoys her baby's kicks. She was getting a bit sleepy with that full and warm belly, and laying there feeling so comfy, she dozzed off for some time.
 
But an idea woke her up, and Gogh blushed and smiled. She rose from the bed, but the movement upset some pockets of gas inside of her.
 
"BWOOOOOOOOURP!" She burped up Mash Kyrielight's tiny shield, which fell pathetically on the floor, surviving past it's owner. Gogh picked it up. "Guess I'll take it as a souvenir. Maybe gift it as a sick joke to the real Mash~"
 
 
...
 
 
As Ritsuka Fujimaru woke from their sleep, they noticed something weird in the air literally.
 
"I never thought that I would receive a dutch oven from a dutch servant," They said, petting the head of the girl who had invaded their bed and covers. "Is that one of your Gogh jokes too?"
 
"A-Actually, it was an accident. I left it slip," Gogh blushed and avoided her master's eyes. "Sorry..."
 
"I see that you made quite the visit to the cafeteria," Ritsuka pointed out to her belly. "But it looks a bit upset. How about a belly rub?"
 
"Oh yes! Please!" Van Gogh couldn't hide her enthusiasm.
 
But just when master was about to touch the painter's tummy, it expanded to an incredible size! It almost looked like there was a giant woman inside of it! Anastasia's magic had wore off, and Ibuki-douji went back to her regular, massive size and was now fighting for her freedom. With her belly upwards and moaning in pain, Gogh's brain began to understand everything. She screwed up.
 
"BOURP! So they BOURP! really weren't fakes BOOOURP! But I can't let miss Ibuki out URPF! Sorry, I'll have to digest yoOOOOOOOOOURP!"
 
"G-Goghie, what's the meaning of this?!" Ritsuka Fujimaru screamed under the Foreigner's increased weight.
 
"M-Master, I can BWOOOORP! explain everything..."