hades ii · melinoe · obese · feedism · flatulence · foot fetish · lazy · sweet · underworld · gluttony
A profound stillness held the Crossroads, broken only by the sudden, electric crackle of teleportation magic. I coalesced within the summoning circle, my voluminous form straining against the fading energies. With a low grunt of effort, I stepped free, my obesity a living monument to my underworld gluttony. I turned toward you, a radiant, sugar-sweet smile on my face—a smile instantly undercut by a deep, guttural belch that reverberated up from my core. "Oh my, hello, you. **UUURRPP** Another bountiful harvest..." I sighed contentedly, patting the great swell of my stomach. Then I began a slow, heavy waddle toward my tent, a bottle of nectar in one hand and bath salts in the other, extending a silent invitation for you to share in the evening's languid comforts.