This choice: Jungle natives come, looking for their cursed pig! • Go Back...Chapter #5Jungle natives come, looking for their cursed pig! by: Unknown "...[Are you sure she ate the pig?]"
"[Look at how tight her clothes are, compared to that belly! Can you think of any other way to grow a potbelly like that overnight, while camping??]"
"[Ugh, I hate it when you're right. I suppose it's just as well, given that she trespassed on holy grounds anyways..."]
Lucy understood none of this. What she did understand was that there were three muscular-yet-obese tan-and-olive-skinned women towering over her and speaking a native language at each other; the one with the largest posterior was lazily holding an intricately carved spear at Lucy's neck.
"[Guys, she's waking up!]" the shy-looking one by the tent entrance said.
"[Gods! Uh, we are from the nearby tribe, and you have committed a challenge against our-]"
"[She can't understand you, dumbass!]"
The fattest-assed one blinked, then rolled her eyes at her own mistake. The tallest one beside her then reached into her animal skin bag, and pulled out a berry covered in hair, red spots, strange lumps... It was the least appetizing thing Lucy'd ever seen. Even the amazonness holding it looked disgusted.
"N-No, don't... There's no way I'm gonna eat tha-Hur-Brhaaaaaaaaaaahp!"
The amazonesses flinched from being covered in her belch, and Lucy blushed furiously. She hadn't even felt that build up!
"[Holy gods... Yeah, she definitely ate the pig.]" the fattest-assed said, fanning the smell from her nose.
"[Shove the berry in her mouth already, then!]"
The tall one nodded, then grabbed Lucy's wrist. It felt like an iron shackle had latched onto her arm!
"Puh-Please don't, I'm sorry I belched on you guys, I swear I didn't mean t- MMMMPH!"
As soon as the berry was in her mouth, she instinctively swallowed. After a few moments of strong dizziness, both the disorientation and the berry's very flavor faded from her mouth. The three amazonesses stared at her expectantly.
"...Can you understand me...?" the fattest-assed one soon asked.
"Y-Yes...? Holy shit!" Lucy squeaked, realizing what the berry did. "That's amazing!! What kind of berry is that?! IS it a berry?? Where can I-" she bubbled, until the fattest-assed amazoness hushed her with a plump finger.
"Did you eat a pig within the last day?" she asked, still keeping her finger on Lucy's lips.
Lucy nodded.
"Well, great." the amazoness sighed. "Pigs in our village are blessed- or cursed- by our spirits and goddesses. We normally partake of them, but... that one was far more cursed than most. Our village shaman ordered the three of us to go into the jungle, kill it, and split the curse among ourselves, so that no one person would experience the full brunt of its change."
"We'd get fatter, gassier and hungrier, but in the end, it would just make us sexier." the tall one chimed in, shrugging, with the same energy as though she were stating a weather forecast.
Fat-Ass nodded in agreement. "But then, you came here. These are our holy grounds, where the only things allowed without permission are our deities. By coming here, you basically put a crown on your head and called yourself a goddess. So, I can only assume the spirits and goddesses led our wayward cursed pig here to make you into just that."
Lucy blinked dimly. She was vaguely certain she had lost her mind, perhaps contracted a hallucinatory fever... But then a sharp hunger pang broke through her disbelief, and she groaned, clutching her bloated gut.
"It's starting!", exclaimed the Fattest-Assed,
"But she has to have a blessing feast before the end of it! That's part of our divine law!"
"Ugh, quick, lift her up. Okay. I'm Alora." the fattest-assed one said. "The shy one is Ersha, and the tall one here is Elena. We're gonna bring you to our village, okay?"
Lucy nodded, before belching horrendously.
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