“And these are the lovely boots I collected from that vicious fox… Master, are you even listening…?”

Weeks later, Mélusine's collection had grown considerably. She had invited her beloved Master over for tea and to show off the spoils of her hunts, but he wasn't paying much attention at all. He seemed so distracted… his eyes kept nervously darting around, desperate to avoid looking at the big booty and round bellied dragon perched dangerously atop his crotch. One wrong though, and he was sure she would take notice of his manhood hardening against the divine collection of booty meat pressing against him, and who knows what she'd do after that…

“What's your favorite piece in my collection, Master? Hasn't it become rather impressive?”

Mélusine motioned to the shelves lined up along her wall, and he had to admit, it was a collection like no other. A mishmash of random objects that most people wouldn't recognize the significance of, but thanks to Chaldea’s records, he at least knew they used to belong to Servants who were eliminated from the Throne of Heroes. There was a piece of bulky shoulder armor, a pair of matching black and silver headpieces, a collar and apron, a cube shaped hair clip, a mask that reminded him of the Hassans, a ladle, a white thong, a black crown with blue accents, sharp, black gothic heels, a cute pink ribbon with ornate earrings next to them, a traditional Japanese fan, tall black leather boots, pink heels and a cap that looked like a flight attendant’s, a burgundy cap with jet black stockings, black gloves and a black tie, and finally blue stockings with some black platform shoes which Mélusine was holding and showing off as they speak. To anyone else, it might just look like random trash, but these objects were the only thing to remember these heroes by… aside from the flab clinging to the dragon wiggling against his crotch most agonizingly.

“Y-yeah, it's great Melu! I wonder what you'll add to it next…”

It was strange, but the last Master of humanity had no recollection of any of the Servants these items belonged to. Chaldea itself didn't realize they were losing servants until very recently, because with their data being updated, it was as if they never existed as heroes at all to begin with. Their deeds were scrubbed from everyone's memories, and only existed as an extension of the Lancer/Ruler who had claimed them. They only took notice of this phenomenon due to Mélusine's spirit origin expanding rapidly, with far more historical significance than before, despite her small frame. After some investigation, Da Vinci determined she must have been devouring other Servants and absorbing them on a conceptual level, which was alarming at first, but quickly determined to be a non-issue entirely. As it turns out, consolidating such power into one being made her exceptionally effective, meaning she was pulling the weight of far more than the sum of her parts.

In other words, her eating and blending more and more spirit origins into herself was a good thing, and would only continue to make her grow as a dominant force to be reckoned with. Mélusine was given full permission to eat anyone summoned to Chaldea as she saw fit, save for important Servants needed to keep Chaldea running smoothly. This included Da Vinci, Holmes, and Mash Kyrielight, but she was growing rather fed up with the possessive nature of that clingy Demi-Servant. She couldn't wait to catch her alone and add her stupid oversized shield to her collection. Master wouldn't miss her much anyways, he only needed one lover, and it was her.

“Master, why do you look so flustered right now? You're blushing~ It's so adorable~”

Mélusine flipped herself around and wrapped her arms around her Master's neck. Her fat, dense potbelly of a stomach squished between them, forcing her to lean forward with her wobbly wagon of a behind bouncing in the air behind her. Her lips curled into a smile as his face reddened an even deeper shade of red. He really was the perfect man for her, he always provided the best reactions, and never skimped out on spoiling her. Why, just earlier he managed to summon someone from the incredibly powerful Beast class, a tyrant by the name of Sodom’s Beast or Draco or something? Whatever, it wouldn't matter for long once dinner time rolled around~

“Mmm, her tail looks so juicy~ I can't wait to dig in… Will you feed her to me, Master…?”

The bold dragon who was currently a Ruler in her swimsuit origin leaned forward even closer, nibbling on his bottom lip as he shied away from a kiss awkwardly.

“U-uhm… Sure, whatever you'd like…”

He really was too precious for a monster like her. She slid her tongue up the side of his face, licking his cheek as she felt a stiffness forming between her lap filling cheeks. She smirked, happy to be turning him on with her body alone.

“Well then, Master… Would you mind carrying your lover to the cafeteria for her next feast? We'll do something fun once she's all digested and forgotten about~”

She wanted him to carry her again?! His legs were still recovering from last time… She might be small, but she was as dense and heavy as all the histories she took in. His legs buckled as he lifted her off the bed, shaking like a leaf as this little lady that weighed what felt like a ton threatened to snap him in two. She giggled, amused by him struggling for her sake.

“Oh my, am I too much for you to handle? Very well Master, I can walk instead, provided you can handle watching me waddle in my alluring stride~”

The fae's wide hips swayed as she teased him with a feast for the eyes. His jaw nearly dropped to the floor as her derriere bounced from side to side hypnotically, dense flab decorated with countless heroic spirits moaning as they stirred to conscious thought with their sudden movement. Baobhan Sith was one of them, her mind still holding on somewhere in those juicy cheeks, lost amongst others like Jeanne d’Arc, Koyanskaya of Dark and Light, and Minamoto no Raikou.

“A-ahhhhhh!! Master, don't look at me like that!! I can't stand being her ass fat!! I hate it I hate it I haaaaaate it!!!”

No matter how much she whined, this was all she was capable of now in this pitiful, jiggly state. Their owner rounded a corner, heading straight for the cafeteria to claim her next fearsome feast without delay. A Beast was sure to make her even stronger, if that was even possible, and she looked absolutely scrumptious to boot! She was going to gobble down her cuteness and churn it into more of her own, as she did with anyone she felt like in this land of endless snacks.

“Maybe humanity is worth protecting after all… At least until I gobble the last of it up~”

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Another collaborative effort between myself with the story in the description, and  ezkerbkun with his lovely art. You know we're back at it again with another Fate:Grand Order piece, and this time we decided to do something for the cutest dragon corpse around, Mélusine! We quickly decided we wanted her eating Baobhan Sith, but the idea grew into something more when we came up with the idea of her eliminating other annoying female servants, and making a collection out of the trinkets that drop off of them while she's scarfing them down. A simple idea that I think paid off in spade!

Please, enjoy both the art and the story, and let us know what you thought of both in the comments below! Enjoy!

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