Goddess of Gluttony: Worshippers to be Eaten
The air was thick with excitement, heavy from the sweet scent of fear and anticipation. A group of tiny survivors from the village you'd just devoured approached you, their eyes wide with adoration and fear. They called themselves your worshippers, devoted followers of the goddess of gluttony who lived to see your insatiable appetite satisfied.
Cult of the Belly
You smiled down at them, feeling the warmth of their devotion wash over you as you rubbed your swollen belly. They had followed you for years, watching as you consumed entire villages and grew larger with each feast. Their pleas for mercy only fueled your hunger, their terrified eyes mirroring the same hunger in yours.
The survivor from the latest village was presented to you, trembling in fear as he was pushed forward. His eyes locked onto yours, pleading for mercy as you reached out and scooped him up in your massive hands. His tiny body was no match for your insatiable appetite—you devoured him whole, feeling his warm flesh slide down your throat.
Serving the Goddess
The worshippers watched in awe as you consumed their comrade, some of them beginning to undress out of pure desire to be consumed next. They believed that by serving you, they would be granted a place at your table—a place where they could witness the ultimate act of gluttony.
You stood up, towering over them as you reached out and plucked one of the bravest-looking ones from the group. Their eyes widened in terror as they realized their fate, but there was also a hint of excitement in their gaze. They knew what was about to happen, and they welcomed it.
Feast of the Goddess
You brought the tiny worshipper closer, feeling their warm breath on your skin as you opened your mouth wide. Their eyes met yours one last time before you consumed them whole, feeling their tiny body slide down your throat and disappear into your belly.
As you burped loudly, letting out a contented sigh, you looked down at the remaining worshippers. They were terrified but also transfixed by your power. They knew that the only way to serve you was to be eaten by you—to be a part of your gluttonous feasts.
The Cult Continues
With a final glance at the remaining worshippers, you turned and walked away, your massive belly still bloated and distended from the latest feast. They watched you go, their hearts filled with both fear and awe. They knew that they would follow you until the end of time, eager to be consumed by the goddess of gluttony.
