Third part of Wu Zeitan advoretures at Chaldea. Big thanks to Draconatedz for making it.

Part 1: https://aryion.com/g4/view/656039
Part 2: https://aryion.com/g4/view/784461
DLC:https://aryion.com/g4/view/811858

"How long are you going to dawdle about?! I've got a competition to head to, in case you forgot!"

"S-sorry, Fuuyaa jie jie! I'm coming!"

"Hmph… Keeping me waiting for my food… I've practically starved myself in preparation for this contest. I do hope that bovine woman does not disappoint."

Walking down the white halls of Chaldea was the stunning first Empress of China, Wu Zetian, and her granddaughter-in-law Yang Guifei, consort to her grandson. They had of course never met in real life, only forming this strange relationship after a certain imaginary scramble event, and they couldn't look more different from one another due to the age the planet deemed them to be at their peak being on opposite ends of the spectrum. Wu looked extremely youthful, and had a lack of height to match, but her personality and demeanor was anything but. She carried with her the grace and elegance of a true ruler, all while blending in with the other child Servants effortlessly whenever she felt like it. Yang was the opposite, her body was blooming with marvelous height and curves befitting of a gorgeous young lady, something that annoyed the little Empress more than it ought to.

Because of this, Wu Zetian often relied on her status as her elder to boss the poor girl around, something that the Foreigner had to respect at all times. It was difficult keeping up with her grandmother's constant demands, but Yang tried her best to walk around the razor sharp eggshells scattered about, having to watch her tongue so she didn't accidentally slip up and call her granny like she so foolishly did when she was first summoned.

"So, um, tell me what this contest is about again? I wasn't around when you agreed to do it, so…"

"Ugh, how empty headed are you? I've explained it to you how many times now? …Very well, make sure you actually listen this time, you know I do not like repeating myself!"

After a recent chance encounter with Scheherazade and Nitocris, Wu Zetian had become something of a refined food critic. Of course, it was difficult working off all the resulting flab of digesting and absorbing their fatty spirit origins entirely, but she had managed to a degree, returning to her somewhat thin frame with just a bit of additional fat clinging to her butt, belly, and thighs. She thought it was hidden quite well with her fancy, ornate clothing, but rest assured, both the remains of the Middle Eastern and African dishes lingered inside her poignantly, never to be summoned again. Of course, after tasting such exotic foreign dishes, she wished to partake in many more, but it was shockingly difficult deciding on who.

Chaldea was home to all manner of heroes from every part of the world, and there was no shortage of tempting treats walking around wherever one looked. There was mouthwatering Irish cuisine in the form of Scathatch and Medb, the Japanese with those scrumptious Tamamos and Miyamoto Musashi, or even a full course of British dishes with how many different versions of Artoria Pendragon continued to keep popping up endlessly. With so many feasts practically begging to be dug into, it was difficult for the Queen to settle on just one… and then she came across the irresistible Rider Boudica. To think, such a marvelous meal was hidden in plain sight, often busy working in the cafeteria to make others food, no less! In an instant she decided that the finest European meal of Boudica was to be her next conquest, no matter what.

But how should she go about claiming her? It would be easy to simply walk up and devour her on the spot, as she had with Sche and Nito. Heaven knows she could still taste their dark, delicious skin upon her salivating lips, but that would be too easy… she desired to earn the right to this particular meal. And so, she came up with the perfect contest to make the redheaded Queen of the Celtic Britons hers…

It was a simple wager. Boudica was a woman who took pride in her ability to satisfy others with her delicious cooking, and would not shy away from such a challenge. Wu might have blemished some details about her nature as a food critic, merely referring to Sche and Nito as the finest Middle Eastern and African dishes she'd ever had in her life, but the Rider was intrigued with the prospect of impressing a genuine Empress with her own cooking, if even just a little. The two agreed to battle in the cafeteria, one that Wu Zetian was sure to walk away from as the victor.

"But how will we decide a winner? I win if you really enjoy the meal? How will I know you are telling the truth?"

"Fool, as if an Empress would ever lie! Rest assured, if your cooking is as adequate as the others that came before you, then you shall be crowned the winner, and I shall grant you anything your heart desires! However, if you can't compare with them, then you shall become my personal chef, and you will prepare me anything my heart desires whenever I want it! How does that sound to you, my dear?"

For Boudica, it was a no brainer, proving that her cooking was good enough to sate an Empress' appetite would be an accolade like no other! She would gladly risk having to tend to her dietary needs personally, should her cooking not be up to snuff. Besides, losing could be a good experience for her as well, she would get first-hand experience with what someone as high class as Wu Zetian enjoys eating, which would only improve her culinary skills further! As for this wish business, she couldn't really think of anything she wanted, but it was always nice to have someone of importance and power owe you something, so that was more of a bonus to her than anything else.

"You've got yourself a deal, Miss Assassin! Meet me back here in a week for lunch, and I'll be ready to knock your socks off! I promise, you won't forget this feast, guaranteed~"

"Oh, I'm sure~ I'm looking forward to it then, Miss Rider~"

And here there were, just outside of the cafeteria at the appointed time. Wu licked her chops and gave her growling stomach a rub, her appetite at its peak from holding off on gorging herself on account of the upcoming trial. Yang would never point it out, but granny sure had gotten fat recently. Seriously, she looked like a little butterball brat that got her hands into the cookie jar way too often. A soft, round paunch jutted out in front of her, almost doubling her width when looking from the side, and that was just the start of it. Her butt was huge, two full cheeks that made her look like a mule from behind. To top it all off, her thighs were thick and jiggly, the fatty flanks wobbling with every little step she took.

It was a bit embarrassing to be seen next to her, but she couldn't defy an elder's orders, and granny demanded she be here to 'bear witness to her feast' today, whatever that meant.

"…Is there something about my body that you like, little girl? You seem to be staring at me quite intently lately…"

"Hee!! N-no, of course not Fuuyaa jie jie!! S-shall we go inside?!"

Yang quickly opened the cafeteria doors, urging her superior to head on in. With a scoff, Wu did so, her ass gyrating hypnotically in her casual stride inside. The Foreigner signed a breath of relief, having avoided another punishment of scary torture… She had better watch herself, because granny was quick to get the poison pots and saws out whenever the chance arose…

"Ah, there you are, the lady of the hour! Right this way, ma'am~" Boudica bowed as she removed her apron, showing the Empress right to her exclusive table. It was right in the middle of the whole place, empty and reserved for her and her alone. The purple-haired brat smiled, happy to see respect being shown to one so deserving of it. She wouldn't get any points for her food for that, but it was nice to see there were still people who knew when to show their respects. The young Assassin squeezed into her seat, her fat gut squishing into both the table and the bench connected to it. Clearly this contraption was designed for disgustingly thin plebeians, not at all suited for the likes of royalty like herself!

She shot her granddaughter a glare, and the young girl was quick to understand what needed to be done.

"C-crap, where's a normal table and chair at?! Ah, perfect! Sorry, but I need to borrow this!" Yang dashed over to a table for one with a disconnected chair, and snatched both from the young girl blissfully enjoying her meal all by her lonesome. Osakabehime's food went barreling to the ground, landing right on top of her in a total mess. Noodles and broth dropped down her head as the latest manuscript she had been working on while eating was soaked beyond recognition, leaving her to cry deep tears of regret. This is why she didn't ever leave her room, only pain and suffering awaited her in the outside world!

Yang mentally apologized to the loner, but she just happened to be the closest nearby, and Yang wasn't about to be tortured because she was afraid of ruining someone else's meal! Wu crossed her arms and tapped her feet impatiently as her granddaughter moved the heavy old table out of the way, quickly placing down the table for one and separate chair that could accommodate her overweight granny's grossly oversized butt. The Empress smiled in delight as she was finally able to sit down, ready to be served by the European chef that had caught her eye.

Yang was huffing, completely out of breath as she took a load off on the nearby bench she moved. She watched as her granny prepared herself for this feast that was supposed to 'knock her socks off', uncertain if this Boudica lady had what it took to please her fickle superior.

"Alright~ Lunch is served, Miss Zetian! I thought long and hard about what might impress one such as yourself, and I decided making what I was best at as best as I could was the way to go! So here's roast duck, garnished with roasted carrots, garlic butter mushrooms, and baked potatoes on the side! Enjoy!" Boudica brought plate after plate of gorgeous, aromatic food that was a delight to all the senses. Even Yang Guifei, who wasn't typically all that into gorging herself on food, found herself drooling over the full spread laid out in front of her granny. Everything looked as fresh and as filling as it could be, and the Empress couldn't wait to dig in~

"Mmm, without even having a bite yet, I can tell you put a great deal of effort into this meal. Very well then, I shall give it my all! Ohmph, munch, chew~"

Without a moment's hesitation, Wu Zetian began digging into her feast. Her loud, sudden gorging had caught the attention of other Servants eating their typical food nearby, who were intrigued by the head chef of Chaldea watching Wu devour her food so intently. Yang was shocked by how fast granny was practically inhaling all the food, forkful after forkful of roast duck, carrots, mushrooms, and baked potato packed into her greedy mouth and quickly disappearing down her bottomless gullet. In less than a few minutes, Wu had completely cleared every place, leaving nothing but bones left behind. She had gone through an entire roast duck like it was nothing, something that not even Boudica herself could have anticipated.

"Mmm… urrrp, excuse me~" The Empress stifled a belch with a napkin as she used it to clean her messy mouth. Leaning back with a moderately filled stomach, Wu gave her gut a satisfied pat, still tasting the flavor of the roast bird upon her lips. That was pretty good as a first course, but she was excited to see what else the Rider had to offer next.

"That was lovely, but I'm still hungry. Bring forth the second course!" Boudica blinked at Wu’s demands, scratching her head in confusion. She was used to the really big Servants being extra hungry, like Lobo or Ivan, but this little girl could pack it away more than them? She never would have expected that!

"Ah… Sorry, haha, but that was the main and only course I prepared! I didn't think you'd be that hungry…"

"Surely you jest?! You think a paltry serving such as that could satisfy a ruler?! My, what is the world coming to if that is supposed to be enough to sate a royal Empress' hunger… Very well, I shall accept this. I'm ready to give a rating of your food, then."

"Right, go on then…" Boudica gulped, feeling pretty nervous about her odds of winning if the little Empress was expecting that much volume. Wu cleared her throat and composed herself before continuing.

"Ahem… first of all, I rate my food by a strict grading system. I will go through them one by one, and give a final score at the end. First off, the appearance. I would rate this dish decently as far as visuals go, perhaps a 3 out of 5. Everything was pleasing to the eye, but nothing really stood out or wowed me. Your placing of the food on the plate could use some work, you should have tried to make things more aesthetically pleasing, with a better use of color and theming."

"I see…" The Rider grimaced, really feeling that Wu was correct the more she thought back to her dish. Perhaps instead of mushrooms, she could have used something vibrant to give the dish more of a pop. Oh well, it was always something to keep in mind for next time!

"Next, the smell. Again, I can only give this a 3 out of 5 at best. While the smell of the duck was superb, I feel it was lacking the spices to really bring it to the next level. While it smells great when it first hits you, that aroma does not last throughout the entire meal. I would suggest reevaluating how you season above all else to improve this."

"Huh…" Yang didn't get it, to be honest. While it was true she wasn't the one eating it herself, from where she was sitting, it smelled out of this world! And she should know all about out of this world, she was a Foreigner, after all! Still, granny must have a really refined nose if that was mediocre to her.

"As far as taste goes… Mm, it was good, but there just wasn't enough for me to be satisfied. It was like finding a single piece of your favorite candy when your appetite is at its peak! Something like that is enough to infuriate you, correct? You want, no, you need more to be content. As it stands, I can only give this a 2 at best. If the volume was adequate, it would have easily been 4, maybe even 5… but as it stands, this is my judgment."

"Ouch, haha, you are one tough critic! But I understand what you mean. I didn't take into account that there wasn't nearly enough food for you… I'll strive to do better next time, I promise!"

"That's all well and good, but I have not finished rating it yet. If I may continue… for my final rating, I must rate how well the food digested and how much it nourished me. In this field, I'm sorry to say, but it's a 1 out of 5. My stomach is already empty again, right after eating your food. I feel no sense of fullness, no feeling of content in my empty middle. If that is not a failure, then what is? Also, it digested a little too smoothly for my liking. I enjoy when my food fights back some, if you catch my drift~"

Wu's fingers sank into the edge of her creamy dome of a tum, sloshing the flabby organ to show that nothing was left inside. Sure enough, her body had already completely processed everything in full, leaving her empty and wanting for more. Boudica looked at her feet in defeat, feeling as though she had failed as a cook. She bowed and apologized, hanging her head in shame as she reflected on her blunder.

"I'm… very sorry, Miss Zetian. It would seem I still have a lot to learn. I hope you'll forgive me for this…"

"Fufufu, of course, of course! We all make mistakes, don't we? Now then, how about you make it up to me by making a real 5 out of 5 feast for me. I'm still hungry, after all~"

"Ah, yes, of course! I lost the bet, didn't I? It's only right I make you some more food. What would you like?" The Empress' grin deepened as she leaned over the table, resting her chubby chin on her hands like the main antagonist of a certain anime. She tilted her head towards the kitchen, already licking her lips again in delightful anticipation.

"Go and fetch the spices and sauce you used to make this dish, alongside some plastic ziplock strips and a large serving tray. It's going to need to be much bigger than the one for that pitifully sized duck… I'd like something big enough to fit, oh, someone your size in. And hop to it, if you don't mind… I'm still quite famished."

"…? Uh, okay then. I'll be right back…" Boudica was very confused. Lady Wu was requesting the spices and sauce alongside a large tray… but no meat? She shrugged her shoulders as she dashed back towards the kitchen, returning with the requested items in hand. The Empress looked like she was really enjoying herself upon her unknowing meal's swift return.

"Alrighty, what next?" Boudica questioned, trying to remain cheerful in the face of her shameful defeat.

"Next, you strip~ I have no intention of tasting your boorish, plain clothes." The Queen of Britannia’s body suddenly tensed up. Did she… just hear her right…?

"U-um… I beg your pardon…? I thought I was supposed to be cooking you some more food? Surely you don't expect me to do it in a naked apron or something inappropriate like that! H-haha…"

"…My, are you that dense? You are the European dish I've been craving from the very beginning, my dear! The food you prepared for me did not live up to my standards, so I shall now take what I desired most, won fair and square from our little wager! There's simply no way you have any objections, right? I have a guest with me that watched the whole thing unfold. Isn't that right, little girl…?"

"………" Yang Guifei was stunned speechless, her eyes wide as she realized that the African and Middle Eastern food her granny kept singing endless praises for had to have been the missing Servants Nitocris and Scheherazade… This was totally absurd! To think that all that soft, plush, blubbery weight she put on over a short period of time was a result of gorging on women twice and three times on own size respectively! And their spirit origins were stuck inside of her… swirling around as the magical fat that decorated her flabby sides… it was cruel and captivating at the same time, Wu Zetian truly was a woman to be feared…

"…I said, isn't that right, little girl?!"

"Eeeek!! Y-yes ma'am, that's right!! I-I saw the whole thing!!" Yang's thoughts ended abruptly as she stood at attention, stiff as a board, ready to say whatever she needed to be spared her gurgly fate at the hands of her tyrannical granny. She needed to be extra careful now that she knew what Lady Wu was willing to do to those beneath her… one wrong slip up, and she'd be turned into sashimi on her plate in an instant!

"B-but-" Boudica tried to protest, but her new owner wasn't hearing any of it.

"No buts!! Except for your big tasty one on my plate, right now!! Get to it, meat!!"

Boudica's lips quivered as she stared at her feet in utter defeat. Other Servants eating their dinner in Chaldea had started to glance over, wondering what the commotion in the middle of the dining hall was all about. All manner of eyes were on the Rider as she began to disrobe herself with a strained expression on her burning red face. Her white top fell to the floor, exposing her well sized breasts to anyone watching. The cool air danced across her stiffening nipples, and she went to remove her dark skirt next.

"W-what the heck?! Why's she taking her clothes off?!"

"*Whistle* Oh yeah, take it off baby! I wasn't expecting a free show with dinner~"

"…Is she trying to match Tamamo Cat’s naked apron? She could at least have the decency to do that in the kitchen…"

"Why's mommy getting naked? Can we get naked too?"

"J-Jack, stop disrobing yourself, that's indecent!! Won't somebody please think of the children?!"

The hooting and hollering of both disgusted and aroused Servants alike only made Boudica feel more shame as she peeled the last of her clothes off like food wrappers. She felt obscenely hot and cold at the same time as her last legging was discarded, her arms moved to cover her hard nipples and exposed womanhood as best as she could, but she could feel so many sets of eyes upon her. Wu chuckled as she looked her over, pleased with the amount of scrumptious looking meat hanging from her voluptuous meal's bones. This was going to be a fine dish indeed!

"Alright, enough dawdling. Get on your plate, food… or do you intend to make your Empress wait even longer for her meal? I'm still hungry from your pathetic excuse for a feast…"

"M-Miss W-Wu… you don't have to do this… uuUUU!!" The redheaded Rider yelped in pain as Wu reached up and grabbed a handful of her beautiful crimson locks, yanking her down to her knees before her.

"You're right, I don't have to do this… but I want to~ I want you to nourish and enhance me with that worthless, chunky body of yours. I want to check your name off of a list of mouthwatering women I will devour while staying here in Chaldea. And lastly… I will do as I please, and that is that~"

Snapping her fingers and pointing to the items Boudica had fetched for her earlier, Yang hopped to her feet to fetch them, her hands nervously shaking from her fearful jitters. Wu snatched the bag and began rummaging through, until she found what she was looking for… some plastic zip tie strips to bind her prey like the juicy bird she was about to become.

"N-no, please! You can't! Have mercy!" Boudica eeped, tears welling in the corner of her eyes. Wu ignored her, binding her arms and legs tightly behind her back. With a grunt, she lifted the heavy woman off the ground, and placed her into the large tray sitting on her dinner table. Boudica was on her knees just like a raw duck about to be shoved in the oven for a couple of hours to cook, but unfortunately for her, Wu didn't have time to waste roasting her waiting feast.

"W-Wu, my Empress, please! I'll do anything, just pl-MUHFF?!" Boudica was silenced by an apple being shoved into her mouth, her fearful begging replaced with delightful wordless grunts that were like music to the Assassin's ears. Rummaging through the bag again, Wu fished out all the spices and marinade she'd need to turn Boudica from a serviceable meal to a truly excellent one. A dreadful feeling of the things she'd used to prepare the duck being poured on her wide rump and bare backside sent the woman into total despair, as the reality that she would soon become food herself was literally rubbed into her juicy, glistening cheeks evident for everyone watching to see.

"I-I can't look, tell me when it's over!!"

"No way… is she really…?"

"Poor Miss Boudica… I'm gonna miss her cooking…"

"That's what you're worried about?! Why isn't anyone trying to stop her?!"

"And miss the show? Hell naw! I want to see that cow squeezed into the little Empress' gut!"

"Heheh, it would seem your demise is drawing in quite the crowd… Does it excite you, meat? There's no shame in feeling pleasure from all the attention you receive in your final moments… This is often how public executions turn out."

Wu whispered into the disgraced Queen of the Celtic Britons' ear as she stuffed a carrot into her puckered asshole. She stuffed some other miscellaneous vegetables into her pussy, which was dripping wet from being turned into food in front of so many wandering, prying eyes. Boudica didn't understand why she was so aroused, but she wouldn't succumb to such pleasures, she still had her pride as a woman and a true Queen!

"Add a bit more salt and pepper, aaaaand you're ready~ My, I've truly outdone myself this time, you look incredible, dear~" The cruel Assassin giggled as she spun the tray around, feasting her eyes upon every inch of her kneeling meal. Every part of Boudica was dripping with sauce and marinade, the tasty liquid substance dripping between every curvy crevice and gap in the cow's tender form. Her glistening ass was in the air, while her fat breasts squished between her head and knees in the front. It was truly a demeaning pose, the Rider looked just like a full course meal ready to feed a family of six… but every scrap of her meat was going into one stomach and one stomach alone…

"MMMMFFF!! MNNN NNN MNNNGHHHH!!!" To make matters worse, the apple had gagged her just right, she couldn't bite down to get it out of her mouth. She was silenced meat waiting to be eaten on a plate, just like Wu Zetian wanted…

"Well then, no sense letting her go to waste~ Time to dig i-"

"Hold it right there! I… I'm not going to keep quiet like all the others! Release her at once!" The shrill voice of a lone female Archer rang out, as Atalante found the courage needed to step up and save her friend! Boudica couldn't believe it, someone actually cared enough to try and save her?! It was shocking it took this long, but here she was, her knight in shining armor ready to save the day! The plump, short Empress scowled at the cat Servant, her fear of felines almost as bad as her fear of ghosts! If this cat woman thought she could ruin her meal just because she was a dreadful fleabag, then she had another thing coming!

"I-insolence! Yang, restrain this vile woman immediately!!" The Foreigner felt a nervous bead of sweat drip down her forehead, she had a bad feeling about all this…

"Y-yes ma'am, right away! Please Atalante, don't make a fuss…"

"Why are you obeying that monster?! You should be ashamed of yourself! Move out the way, I'm going to put an arrow right between her eyes!!" The Archer tried to shove past Yang, but the consort's tentacles flared out, wrapping her up before things could escalate further.

"Wha- What are you doing?!" The eyes of the usually happy, docile Foreigner began to erupt with a burning hot madness. Blue flame surrounded the duo as her tentacles spread further and further, engulfing the feline like the easy prey she was. Perhaps it was the fear of letting her Empress down and facing ingestion and digestion herself, but Yang Guifei felt a primal hunger emanating from her own empty middle, a longing for food that must be filled posthaste… and there was such quality, tasty meat right here in her clutches…

"St-stop!! A-AAAHHhhh……" Atalante's voice was silenced in an instant, and before anyone could tell what happened, a dark lump rose from the ground after melting into it. Yang's fair features returned, as her face twisted into a strained scowl.

"…Bhourrpp… Haaaaaah…" Her rounded stomach settled into a potbelly of sludge, her food already processed fully from the unthinkable madness that sleeps under her skin. The crowd was even more fearful of her than Wu now, Boudica included, who had just watched the only help she might receive churn instantly before her very eyes!

"Kyahaha~ Very good, little girl! I didn't think you had it in you to eat like I do! You have my permission to devour anyone who gets between me and my meal… is that understood, cretins?!"

Whispers and murmurs rang through the watching Servants, but they of course said nothing out of line. Even the most heroic other Heroic Spirits who would be willing to lend a hand wouldn't want to chance it, not after what happened to poor Atalante. Yang wore a frustrated expression as she belched and burped heartily, trying to ignore the soft swell of freshly churned mush under her now stretched dress.

"Now then, where was I? Ah yes… dinner." Wu walked around her meal with a sharp eye, wondering where to dig into her from. Her head? Her feet? Or maybe…

"Oh yes~ I simply can't resist starting with the juiciest looking part~" Licking her lips, the Assassin opened wide as she leaned over the table, her pliable gut squishing into the white surface below. Boudica couldn't see her, but she could feel the presence of that gluttonous monster leering from behind… and then she really felt it. The feeling of hot, hungry lips spreading across her dripping ass cheeks! Wu reached further ahead, grabbing her meal by her meaty tits, and pulled the entirety of Boudica directly into her waiting stretched maw.

"HMMMFFF!!! WAIFFF, BLEEESSS!!!" Whipping her head around violently, the Rider could do nothing but squirm as her execution commenced without delay. She could see the faces of countless fellow Servants as they gawked, some perturbed and shocked, and others intrigued and enamored, but none of them willing to step forth and assist her. Her thick, shapely form slid past the gums of the hungry Assassin, her legs and tush being consumed with a single gulp.

The warm, fleshy tightness continued to spread over her back, as she felt Wu's lower jaw wrap over her breasts, a hard chomp digging her sharp teeth into her neck and succulent tit flesh at the same time. Everything was compacted and squished as her teeth munched over her red hair and chin, leaving nothing but her fearful face and mouth full of its apple gag hanging outside.

"MNNNGHHHH!!! NFFFF!!!" The Assassin’s index finger came into view, and Boudica knew it was over. She struggled her last as the finger slowly approached the apple, applying the faintest amount of pressure to push the last of her feast inside. Darkness overtook her, as a sharp glurch sunk her down to the dangerous depths of the Empress' most cruel torturing chambers, her own stomach. Steady rumbles and smooth churns were the only thing the conquered Queen could hear, as Wu Zetian leaned back in her creaking chair, as a wonderfully full stomach of a shapely disgraced Queen filled her lap most excellently.

"URRRRRRRAAAAAAPFFF!! Haaaahnn… My compliments to the chef~"

Wu used a toothpick to clean her teeth of the red hairs that stuck between them while using her free hand to rub the squirming sac of extravagant flesh hanging before her. The crowd was really going wild now, some wanting to walk up and admonish her, while others wanted to congratulate her for actually being able to swallow another Servant alive and whole lke that! It was impressive considering her small stature, usually only the big beastly Heroic Spirits did any predation around here, like Gorgon and Barghest. Yang Guifei was watching her granny with a strained expression, halfway out of admiration and halfway out of fear. She walked up to the pleased purpette meekly as she clutched the squishy lump in her own tummy that had been Atalante just a few minutes ago.

"U-uhm, so how was your European dish, Fuuyaa jie jie? Was she to your liking…?"

"For her appearance, she could only be a 5 out of 5. From her brilliant red hair, to her beautiful features, well filled out body, and finally to that defiant scowl she wore all the way down my throat… Mhm, she is certainly deserving of a 5 there. Likewise, her smell was also a 5. The fragrance of her delectable skin and the scent of fear she wore… it was all simply delicious~"

As Wu graded her meal, Boudica squirmed with all her might. It was clearly the same woman inside, but her edges were already beginning to grow soft… bulges that were her arms and legs, hips and breasts, even her head… they began to shudder and shrink, breaking apart from the pressure of the vice grip organ that contained her and the wave of stomach juices steadily pumping and coating her fully. Yang gasped as Wu continued, her belly softening at a fearsome rate.

"Her taste… Mhmm, I'm tempted to give her more than a 5 in that area. Scrumptious Europeans like her were made to be feasted upon by people like me~ I can still taste that unique Boudica flavor lingering upon my lips and my fingers… sluurp~ Ah, her sauce paired exceedingly well with her filling, flavorful meat. It's a shame there aren't more of her to dine upon… BWOUURP… Mhm, excuse me once more."

Yang couldn't take her eyes off her granny's gurgling stomach. All it had taken was a few minutes of reviewing for her belly to process her meal, utterly and fully. Boudica expired as a Servant, her services as a Heroic Spirit no longer required after her embarrassing end at the hands of a hungry Empress' tummy. The Throne of Heroes updated her status swiftly, all records of the once proud Queen of Britannia replaced with Wu Zetian's fat ass and belly blubber. Wu herself would now answer any and all calls for Boudica’s summons, much as she did for the flab that clung to her hips and thighs that was once Nitocris and Scheherazade.

Rising from her seat, a loud slosh rang out in the cafeteria, as Wu's fingers sank into the smooth expanse of her creamy belly, nothing solid left inside the now empty torturing chamber.

"And as for my final rating? How well she digested and nourished me? Hmmmm…" Wu gave her chest a pinch, unhappy with the meager results up top. She had gotten a sizable boost down below, her backside bloated with the remains of the slushed Rider, but that was to be expected, her meals were always eager to head south. What a disappointment… Perhaps her next meal would give her that perfect score of 5's across the board she was still desperately seeking.

"…Merely a 3. What a disappointment. Yang?"

"Y-yes ma'am! At your service!"

"I commend you for your swift dealings with that disgusting fleabag… though I wonder how she tasted? Was she to your liking?"

"Oh! Um… y-yes, she was very yummy! I didn't know what I was doing, but as soon as I started tasting her, it all became a blur… and then I woke back up with this big belly…"

"I see…" Wu gave her underling's belly a finger squish. She yelped at the sensation, but kept her mouth shut as the Empress probed her tummy as she pleased. Very interesting, Wu had never even considered taking on a gourmet apprentice, but this lass might have what it takes to eat with the best of them! And she was technically family, as distant as it may have been… Very well, she would accept this challenge, and raise her to stand at the same level at the dinner table as herself! It would be nice to have some company for fine dining for a change, good dining partners were so hard to come by.

"Little girl… no, Yang Guifei."

"Y-yes ma'am?"

"As impressed as I am, you still have a long way to go before catching up to me. If you're going to keep up and absorb as many fellow Servants as I have, then you're going to have to learn a thing or two about eating and processing them. Are you writing this down? It's important stuff!"

"Oh, yes ma'am! Of course!" Yang pulled out a notepad and began jotting down everything her Empress said right away, picking up all manner of tips on how to ensnare prey, and how to best make use of their resulting girth. The Chinese pair of royal Servants left the cafeteria much more full and jiggly than they had entered, leaving a messy tray behind for someone else to clean up. There was a lot of talk about what had happened in the crowd, but soon the excitement died down, and everyone dispersed, some swearing to take up this nonsense with Chaldea staff, while others plotted their own Servant feasts.

There was only one thing that Wu herself was sure of as she passed a certain well-endowed Lancer on a mighty steed in the hall back to her personal quarters…

She would definitely be having British cuisine next after all~

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