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Bridgit yawned and rubbed her eyes. It immediately came to her attention that she was still mostly naked, save for the strained remnants of her tunic and her split pants. Sitting upright, she gazed across her plump form and saw strange, tribal patterns painted along her limbs and across her belly. She tried to wipe it off, but it didn’t smudge.
Looking beyond herself, Bridget realized she sat atop a raised, cushioned platform in the middle of a troll temple. The angular, stone snake columns were a dead giveaway. As an expert dungeoneer, Bridgit dated the temple in the thousands of years old.
In each cardinal direction she saw a troll robed in colorful, dyed garb. Each bore similar markings to her own. Each knelt in prayer, uttering some incantation in troll tongue. No chains held her in place, but even she recognized her increased girth and the difficulty of standing that accompanies it. Bridgit grabbed a handful of her doughy belly and scoffed. She regained alertness when the elder entered.
“Sezilak, da hungerer! We offa dis dwarf in exchange for a bountiful huntin’ season!” the elder cried out and sliced his hand on a dagger. When he reached out, Bridgit attempted to squirm away, but two burly guards seized her arms and legs. Again a gnarled hand reached toward the dwarf, this time dripping crimson. It smeared a crude symbol around her navel and another across her mouth and chin.
“Please! You don’t have to do this, just let me go!” Bridgit pleaded, to no avail. Her words went unheeded as the ritual continued. The elder joined the chanting, and the torches around the chamber dimmed before erupting into blue flame. The smoke billowed and swirled around the chamber, coalescing into the shape of a long serpent sporting a gaping mouth. Bridgit glanced about the chamber and noticed the smudged warrior. “Help me! Please help--” but her words cut off as the smoke serpent dove down her throat. Winding and coursing, it filled her belly, growing it inch by inch. The guards released her as the dwarf found herself pinned beneath her engorged gut. The smoke filled her body with an intense warmth.
A luxurious fog filled Bridgit’s mind. Her glazed eyes glanced down and beheld her form. She saw her body filled out, bloated like a bountiful wineskin. Deep churning reminded the dwarf of the smoky spirit that filled her stomach. Despite her groggy state, she guessed her belly jutted out another half-foot at least. Sneaking seemed less and less like a viable escape plan.
“You survived da ordeal and accepted da spirit. Dere’s a loa dwellin’ in ya belly, dwarf,” the elder croaked and once more leaned on his staff. Two of the colorful priests approached and mended his wounded hand. “Sezilak be a fickle loa. He always be hungry, but he rewards us wit’ plenty to eat ourselves.”
“What… what did you do to me?” Bridgit groaned and clapped a hand to her swollen stomach. She easily looked nine months with child, and another surge from within made her shiver with unease at that comparison. The elder pointed the head of his staff at the ring of paint around the fattened dwarf’s navel. The paint now glowed. A priest held up a mirror and Bridgit saw the ring around her mouth and chin glowed as well.
“You bear da loa of gluttony, girlie,” the elder chuckled before turning about to leave. The north, south, east, and west priestesses approached bearing wooden platters of various fruits and meats. Meat! She hadn’t had a good hock of meat in over a week. She could taste the beer-basted boar’s ribs back in Kharanos already. This looked to be local boar, but it would be a welcome change from the fruit stuffing she’d been gobbling up for days on end. Regardless, Bridgit glanced around for an exit. She noticed a long hallway beyond the platter-bearing priests and pondered her options. The tantalizing scent of roast pork, fresh bread, and baked beans whetted Bridgit’s appetite anew as her stomach rumbled in anticipation. She had to think fast before her painted belly made the decision.
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