~~~~~~The following mini-story was written by  EmblemMan ~~~~~~

Bwwwuuarpp!

A certain orange-haired Agarthan’s carefree burp echoed in the forest’s clearing. Kronya felt well-fed at last, a little drool leaking from her once-ravenous lips as she gazed down happily at her newly expanded gut.

“Mm, good show! Who would’ve expected a nobody like you to taste so light and creamy?”

“Mmngghh…” was the only reply she received from the mercenary crammed into her belly.

“Awww, that’s it? C’mon, I expected you to struggle at least a little before you’re just chest padding!” Kronya snickered devilishly. “Or could it be that you’re secretly just a liiittle bit into that? Hm?” She gave her gut a cruel squeeze, eliciting another grunt. “Hey, if you are, don’t be shy in saying so. You’re literally dead meat anyway! I might as well know your true feelings before you…‘join the goddess’? That’s what those heathens who suck up to the goddess say, right?”

The sadist was thoroughly enjoying every moment of this belly-based torture. Unbeknownst to her, her little surprise attack in the woods had just taken down the Ashen Demon, one of the continent’s greatest mercenaries. And while she’d never realize how dangerous of an opponent she could have faced, the only reason she’d managed to win was the element of surprise twice over, in her stealthy approach combined with her unexpected swallowing maneuver.

Byleth, for his part, lay engulfed in quickly rising stomach acid, the once-lithe woman’s tight gut not doing him any favors. Squishy, hot walls pressed against him from both sides, and the acrid air made normal breathing next to impossible. Now that he was an important piece of Shez and Edelgard’s army, he had plenty of people he needed to return to…but how could he do it without Sothis?

As if on cue, Jeralt’s son felt his mind’s eye travel to the strange, dark room with the large throne, as Sothis materialized right in front of him. As strange as this always felt, he was never more grateful to have the strange girl show up than now.

“Sothis? I can explain, but just…”

“What were you thinking, fighting her without my Divine Pulses replenished? If it was not for your blade, then we would both be done for!” the small girl interrupted him. “Hurry up and slice this strange girl’s stomach to pieces! And besides, she gave me a very unsettling feeling…”

“Uh…” Byleth felt his gaze shift away from the girl in front of him. “She disarmed me.”

“What?! You… You utter fool! How would you let yourself be ever taken advantage of so easily? You’re a disgrace!” Sothis’ eyes were as wide as Byleth had ever seen them as her face took on a deathly scowl. “I will coddle you no longer! Fight your way out, or else! It is not just your life at stake here, as I’m sure you’re aware!”

“Right…” Byleth mumbled. This wasn’t looking too good…

“You’ve gotten even quieter, my chump of a meal! What’s the matter? Intestine got your tongue?” Kronya snapped her prey back to reality with a cackle. “Come on, I’m going to sleep here! If you don’t put any effort into fighting back, I’m just going to sleep until you’re a pile of fat…brown…logs,” she hissed snidely, emphasizing each word before giving her perky butt a slap. “So if you’d rather not end up spreading the cheeks you make even more perfect, why not give me a little challenge?”

“Shut…up…”

Kronya raised an eyebrow at a sharp kick that sent a little jolt of pain through the top of her gut. “Oh, so that got you going a little? We’ll see how you do once my belly really kicks into high gear…”

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Hours drifted by in the serene woods. Kronya, growing pleasantly sleepy, eventually ambled over to a nearby tree stump for a more comfortable resting experience. With the quiet chirp of the birds in the forest and a little safety from that grotesque sunlight she hated so much, the Agarthan woman took a load off as her gut finished off her onetime opponent inside, who had begun to cooperate with her guts very nicely as soon as his life had expired. All the goddess-infused mercenary was good for now was pumping through Kronya like melted butter, delivering plenty of excess nutrients to the ginger-haired lady while the solid waste lodged itself firmly in her rectum.

As Kronya awoke with a lazy stretch, she let out a grin and then a snicker of glee, squishing a sagging breast into her hand. A sloshy potbelly still half-full of ex-human slurry lay below her ridiculous chest, gurgling gently as the assassin jumped to her feet, while her buns jiggled wildly with the sudden motion.

“Ahaha! Now this is what I live for. Let’s see if you’re any more interesting in death than you were in life, vermin!”

With a casual tug of the black panties at the bottom of her outfit, now thoroughly wedged between her fattened asscheeks, the callous girl popped a squat, sticking out her bare butt with a shamelessness that would make Fódlan’s boldest erotic dancers blush. As her fingers drifted down to her tingling lower lips, Kronya was prepared to demonstrate that the taunting she’d delivered about her meal’s future appearance was now true…

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Shez dashed to Fort Merceus’ nearest stronghold, utilizing what she could only assume was Arval’s power. Ever since Byleth had gone missing several days ago, search parties had been launched, all with no success. Even Jeralt was getting worried now, but the Ashen Demon couldn’t have gone down that easily…right? Would this battle even hold any clues?

With these questions in mind, the dual-wielding mercenary came to a sudden halt as a familiar figure began to walk casually towards her from the stronghold’s entrance. Was that…Kronya? That creepy woman from two years ago who’d tried to have her friend Monica executed and used a Demonic Beast to attack her whole class? But this girl was far too pudgy and curvy to be…

“Excuse me, what?” was all she could manage. But before she could say anything else, the voluptuous woman had already opened her mouth.

Urrrrppppppp~

Kronya let out a somehow sensual, warm burp as a form of greeting, a blast of air that almost seemed to carry…a crest or emblem along with it? Shez was too far away to tell for sure.

“Well, well! If it isn’t the purple merc wielding powers beyond their lowly standing,” she taunted, hand on her glittering dagger of choice, Athame. “Not that it matters now, honestly, since yours are about to join mine~”

As she drew closer, the changes were clearer. Hefty, melon-sized breasts jutted out over a squishy potbelly, which actually looked somewhat modest given how thick her body now was. Shez could even see the little pockets of hip pudge supporting her new tummy—so it couldn’t possibly be some seduction illusion, right? The final visible prizes were her luscious thighs, as pale as ever but now laying claim to soft fat deposits that made them jiggle a little with every step. There was absolutely no doubt her butt was wiggling that much and then some, and the long-haired mercenary could’ve sworn she saw a bit of cheek pop out during one of her more exaggerated steps her way. Had this been Manuela, and far from the battlefield, this would have been remarkably alluring. Even still, her form was undoubtedly distracting, plus—

“Remember how I told you there would be good and bad news?” cut in a familiar voice in her mind. “I…think she might be it.”

“What in the hell is good about this?” Shez muttered, raising her swords before properly collecting herself to face the jiggly woman properly. That outfit and hair were too unmistakable for this to be anyone but her old foe. “So, Kronya, you’re back for more, huh? That extra weight’s gonna make it all the more satisfying when you fall to the ground!”

“Ooh, someone’s a tough talker for such a pipsqueak! It sounds like you’re just dying to know where I got this extra weight from. Here, let me help you with the dying part!”

Kronya, meanwhile, had detected a new human treat. It wouldn’t be long before Shez was added to her growing tally of belly-aided assassinations, and the useless but amusing pudge that came along with them. Her meal’s Crest stone sat firmly lodged in an intestinal wall, never to leave her digestive system. Perhaps doubling up on mercenary fat would put her breasts on equal footing with her ludicrous hips? But now, it was time to add some more liquid meat to join the tiny trickles of Byleth sludge that still moistened her intestinal tract…

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When it comes to purely evil bad guys and gals, Kronya from FE: Three Houses happens to be the most popular of all if fanart numbers are anything to go by, which may or may not be surprising depending on who you ask. In any case, I’ve been meaning to do something with her ever since Three Houses launched but couldn’t come up with anything good ‘til recently. Then I remembered she also shows up in 2 of 3 routes of the game’s Warriors spinoff, and everything kind of snowballed from there.

(There’s also an alt of this pic with Female Byleth and Male Shez btw).

Kronya, Byleth, Sothis, Shez and Arval are owned by Nintendo and Intelligent Systems I believe.

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