For some gods of destruction, eating whatever planet’s foods they visit are enough to satisfy them. But for others, they opt to take their indulgences to another level. By devouring residents, they’re not just sating their hunger, but also doing their job as a destruction god. Unfortunately for Sen, the red panda girl within Liquiir, she is on the receiving end of this.
The girl, once fully ingested by the fox god, finds his stomach easily overpowers her. As if he can control the organ itself, every time she attempts to struggle free – or in his eyes, be a nuisance – his gut compacts tighter and tighter. At first it’s disconcerting at best, but the more Sen struggles the more blatant the god makes clear she is only going deeper within him. The resisting continues until Sen finds herself unable to move, and the kitsune's paunch takes it even further: His gut fully eclipses her and she’s compacted enough for his acids to efficiently and effectively liquefy her into chyme. From there, the nutritious girl-goop is then funneled into his needy bowels.
Liquiir simply leans back in his chair, pleasantly kneading his now-beanbag like belly as the girl-sludge is processed, siphoned and sluiced about in his intestines. His lower bowels reap the mortal of all her worth, all her usable energy is eagerly absorbed into the fox’s flesh, and more importantly added to his body as fat. The girl finds her resting place stuck among his other meals as poundage on the diety’s gut, thighs, and most noticeably his now curvaceous ass. The girthy orbs threaten to outright rip his normally baggy pants, which strain under the sheer size of his girly cheeks. While his rear is girlish in form, it’s almost entirely padded out by the female panda’s ex-body, where she resides as meek chub on the god fox’s rear. No doubt even his girl-ass is stronger than she anything she hoped she could be.
By adding mortals like her to his frame, it serves as a means to elevate otherwise weak individuals into something much, much stronger. Once his body has thoroughly absorbed all that’s left of the panda – made evident by poking and prodding his ever-shrinking potbelly – does he inspect the gains. Reaching down below his cheeks, he lifts the immense tush up in all its weighty goodness, letting the flab sink into his digits and mold to his will. To think, all that chub is what that girl summed up to be… he grins and drops his bubble butt down, reveling in the feeling of his lady-tush reverberating up and down before coming still. He gives his rear one hard smack, his last acknowledgement of her existence before she fades away as mere jiggly assfat and pounds on his hips. The god struts along, feeling his ass shake and wobble as he walks, and muses, “Mortals certainly make the best meals…”
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Ever since Liquiir showed up in DBS, I've been wanting to get a picture of him, and there was no better time than now with the finale being tonight.
Art and story -
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