Lucy groaned, plopping her enormous belly down directly in front of Ersha with a wet, loud Beeeeehhhhhhlllllch!
"Rub it."
"Wh-What, my lady??"
"If you won't get me food now, then rub my belly... I command you, little amazon girl." The glazed-overlook was back in Lucy's eyes, even as she stared down Ersha. "It aches like a demon... All your cheap meats are giving me so much gas!"
Ersha nodded, biting her lip. Oh, gods... She didn't need to be commanded to do that! Curse or not, that gut was the single hottest thing she'd ever- No, no, Ersha! Down, girl! Such thoughts only attract corrupting spirits, the shaman had always told her. But either way...
She pushed her hands into the soft bellyfat, and pressed her weight in. Lucy moaned, and Ersha could feel the belly churning and sloshing all the fat. Fuck curses, both girls thought; both of them felt like they were dipping their toes on heaven!
Ersha thrust her body weight deeper onto the groaning gut, and after a few moment of loud gurgling, a great, massive fart blasted itself from underneath Lucy's belly and directly onto Ersha!
Phbbbbbbraaaaaaarrrrrppppp! "Ahhhhh, yes, more~"
It stunk to high heaven, but Lucy's reaction made Ersha's knees quiver. She kneaded her hands into the monstrous tummy, a cacophony of farts and belches near-bursting out of Lucy's swollen body.
"Ahhhh, yess, my little servant~" Lucy moaned,
"That's how you earn my monstrous love~"
Amid the spectacle, Lucy bent over as far as she could and, grabbing the back of Ersha's head, forced her into a sloppy kiss. Ersha moaned loudly into the kiss, unable to control her emotions- or reactions.
Ersha groaned, ungracefully picking herself off the floor. Had she fallen unconscious? Gods, her knees were still shaking. Lucy smiled with plump lips, like a predator after taking down her prey.
"I-I'll get you food... " Ersha panted, failing to collect herself. "I'll get you anything you want... G-Gods..."
"Good..." Lucy grunted, glaze-eyed and drool-lipped. "Hurry. It hurts more and more..." she said, slapping her jiggly belly.
Ersha ran as fast as she could. Those were the words- and actions- of a loving goddess, right? They had to be. Not that Ersha could, at this point, objectively tell- She was far too horny to do any critical analysis. She let her thoughts end at 'I am feeding my hungry divine object of affection and that is that'.
And Lucy sat blinking, alone in the cave, much less glaze-eyed and much more confused.
"E-Ersha? Are you there? O-Ow, my belly..."
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