You took the opportunity to think about it as the unstoppable spell reduced a second young cat girl to nothing inside your belly. You reflected on the madness in the mother’s eyes when you had no choice but to eat the first kitten. As well as the fury, uncoordinated as is was, that had driven the sisters to act to defend their mother. That much raw emotion... is frightening.
Especially since Gastromancy is far from the only sort of magic in the world. One branch, you recall Madame Lustria warning, was based in emotional energy rather than physical or spiritual. In her own equally endearing and annoying way, Madame Lustria had warned you of the immense danger that such magic posed to their own users.
She also touched on how strong such magic could be, especially in pursuit of revenge. Not exactly the warning you expected, but you learned more from Madame Lustria’s tangents than her main points.
Now, obviously without training it wouldn’t come to that. But most people who would buy such an exotic slave as a cat girl were the rich and powerful. Nobles and mages. All it would take was for one of the kittens to be bought by a mage and listen as they work and too much could be learned.
It was a stretch, but you’d seen among the bickering nobles that visited the shop exactly how long grudges could hold. And recalled two nobles, one who was kind and fair to all while the other was utterly ruthless to his enemies and tolerable to his allies.
The kind and fair noble had more friends, but even then his enemies were innumerable. Yet the ruthless man had no rivals... only a graveyard and those allies who were trustworthy.
You sigh, patting your empty belly as the spell comes to an end. You had reached your decision, and would nip this whole thing in the bud. The whole family was gathered together here, so if you finished the feast there was nothing to fear.
You pick up the mother by her head and start to swallow. You take your time to make it by her cantaloupe sized breasts, which leaked the most delicious milk, and crest her massive belly that was still working on some poor villager’s remains. Steadily you pull her in until with a final swallow the mother neko’s body slid into your belly.
With your stomach jutting a solid 3 foot out from your mosquito size chest, and a bit wider than your shoulders to boot, you have a bit of difficulty standing. Fortunately, you don’t have to and you sit between the last two young nekos.
You pull them both towards your mouth, and in the interest of speed you try to swallow them at the same time. It proves more challenging than the mother’s prey belly, but not much and you manage with a good deal of struggle.
You can feel them separating as they reach your stomach, the unconscious kittens going to either side of their mother and stretching your now painfully full stomach to a new record... at least when you don’t count using magic designed to strengthen the stomach in some fashion.
Your belly still extending out about 3 foot and mere inches, it now sprawls to the sides considerably and it was without doubt that your belly was bigger than you were. Clearly digesting such a feast would take a while, though you could speed it up or make the cave secure with magic. After all, you had ample mana with the feline family feast consumed. Doing so would reduce the benefits you gain in the long run though.
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