After sitting for a few hours in the house, it was not 6:24 June 15th and the people inside Emily's huge breasts had finally been digested. Yawning, Emily turned off the TV and made to head off to the next house. Making it through the doorways proved to be impossible, so Emily simply walked forward and her boobs tore sphere like holes from the side walls of the doorways, giggling as she did so, she walked downstairs, the metal banister bending to the enormous four hundred and seventy-five pound weight of her left and right breasts. Together they weighed almost a thousand pounds, combined with her godly strength she could crush a car by simply pressing her boobs against it.
She broke through the back doors again, the hole she made last time quite too small for her enormous girth and simply pressed her boobs against the fence, which splintered apart as she made to go to the next house.
Boobs bouncing as she approached the backyard of the nextdoor house, she forgot all manner of discretion and proceeded to bust down a giantess sized hole in their fence as she did the last. Coming closer to the back door, she could see through the window that this was quite a nice house, with pretty furniture and a good looking HD TV and much more stuff, what caught her attention most of all were the four figures kneeling in supplication to an icon in the living room.
Determined to get their attention she approached the wall nearest them and walked at it, immense boobs meeting brick and as the boobs started to press the bricks gave way easily and she strode right in front of the people praying through the hole in the wall.
Instead of seeing anger or fear as she did in her other victims, these four people looked up at her in absolute awe. There was a handsome thirty-four year old with a wife about a year younger than him and two daughters about eighteen, the women looked gorgeous and all had quite large breasts, but none of them even came close to the boulder-sized boobs Emily boasted.
The man rose, arms outstretched and exclaimed in a tone more reserved for prayers "We have been delivered, the All-Mother has come to us!"
Taken aback slightly, Emily looked down across her breasts to the man in question, puzzlement across her face, she had not expected this.
"Stand my children and gaze upon her, for she shall be. So it is written."
Emily had had enough of this and made to reach out to the man and his wife to put them in her breast. However, the whole family began praising her and saying prayers, as she brought the man up to her he spoke.
"Thank you, All-Mother, it was prophesized that you would return soon, and it is true! You were delivered to us!" He gestured to the fallen over reliquary which all had icons of a gorgeous woman with huge breasts that looked somewhat like Emily, a similair scene that was being enacted in the house was shown on a mosaic tile.
Still holding the husband and wife eye level, the eighteen year olds began kneeling before her in genuflection.
"What is the meaning of this!" Emily exclaimed, more confused than angry.
The man seemed perplexed. "You are the All-Mother, goddess, and you have returned to bring humanity to it's rightful place." He pointed to her boulder-sized breasts.
Emily's face broke into a smile, she understood now and she had hit the jackpot, people who actually wanted to become part of her breasts.
"How many of your order are there, servant?" She seemed already accustomed to the servitude shown by the family.
"Many thousand, goddess, spread across this country and growing every-day. We have approximately thirty two thousand members." He replied proudly. "Our main meeting place is in the countryside at an abandoned airforce base."
Emily's eyes lit up, thirty-two thousand willing servants that want to become her boobs, she could barely contain herself, but then another thought crept into her head.
"What would you give for me priest?"
"Anything, goddess!" He shouted. "I would give myself, my family, and anyone for you!" The rest of his family nodded in zealous agreement.
"Are those in your order as devout as you?" Emily asked with a smirk.
"Yes my lord! They are truly worthy!" He exclaimed.
"Good." She replied, satisfied.
"I will arranged them all to meet, all of them. We will leave soon, is that your will Goddess?" He said, going to the telephone.
"It is." She replied.
"My wife and daughters will escort you to our truck, we may make haste from there to the council." He said while dialing.
Without a word, the women led her to a large truck in the front with a large container in the back, perfect for carrying Emily.
Emily walked proudly up to it and squeezed in and sat against the back wall, the two girls were apparently comfortable with sitting with her in the back, sitting close to her and whispering prayers while looking up at her reverentially.
"I require sacrifices." Emily said to them. "Will you go out and bring people to me?"
The two teenagers nodded vigorously and exited the back to tell their parents.
Emily waited for around twenty minutes in the back and was about to get back out when she heard the family coming back into the garage. One at a time, they were carrying people bound and gagged into the back of the truck, they numbered about eight in all. Finally they were all loaded in and the two teenagers got back in with Emily and the car revved and started.
"Feed them to my breasts." Emily ordered and the girls responded quickly each grabbing a bound form and lugging it towards Emily. The trapped people had a wild-eyed scared look to them ,some fainted when they saw the boulders of breasts Emily was totin.
Each approaching a boob, they began pushing the person against her nipple and soon enough they started to be engulfed by the massive boobs.
The effect was almost instantaneous, Emily's breasts grew to fit the body that had just been fed into it, Emily was moaning with pleasure as she felt the two people begin to become her boobs.
"More, more!" Emily screamed. "More!"
Quickly trying to comply, the girls grabbed another two people and brought them forward, repeating the process. Their heads were pushed against the large nipple and their heads were soon inside her breasts, the girls kept pushing and the rest of their body disappeared. Her boobs bounced and rippled as the person struggled and finally when they were fully taken into the breast.
Eager to please, the women grabbed the four remaining people and shoved two people at once into each breast without Emily's bidding. Her respect for the devotion of her servants rose and her boobs enlarged further, now somewhat bending the metal sides of the truck and the size of extremely large boulders, almost twice the size and weight of her breasts previously. Boulders made of soft, perfect flesh.
Each girl stood exhausted in front of Emily and bowed in supplication. "We are eager to please the All-Mother, as is expected."
Emily laughed at the utter adherence to dogma these people had, she would achieve godhood in no-time. "Rise, what are your names?"
"Sarah" replied one.
"Michelle" replied the other.
"You have served your goddess well I-..." Emily began but was cut off by a sudden outburst from both girls.
"Apologies Lord, but we wish to become your breasts! So it is written!" They exclaimed, almost sobbing with happiness.
Emily smiled. "So it shall be, come and become my holy boobs."
The two young girls approached, like they were in a dream, uttering thanks and praises, crying softly all the while.
Each approached a large nipple and then looked up at Emily, who softly urged them on. "It is your duty to your goddess, go now and become my breasts."
They nodded in pure joy and began pushing their faces against the nipple and let the soft flesh begin to move around them. They kept pushing and Emily could feel their laughs of joy and loud exclaimed prayers through their movements and groaned in barely contained ecstasy. The girls slowly nuzzled their way into the nipple until their heads were inside, then began using their feet to propel their upper body in, each of their breasts bouncing and jiggling until the much larger boob overtook their midsection. By now, their legs were flailing, but not to try and get away, but to try and get in faster and become Emily's boobs. Emily was glad to assist and softly pushed their feet until they were entirely overtaken by the glorious boobs.
It was a beautiful sensation, Emily could feel the people inside struggling and their bodies slowly becoming the substance of Emily's boobs. She looked forward to the thousands that would willingly worship her and become her enormous breasts and the thousands more she would order her servants to capture and feed to her boobs. Breasts rising and falling on her chest she fell asleep and slept dreaming of her incredible apotheosis.
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