This tour guide was awful! They were not even an hour into the trip up the mountain, and she was already frantically checking her map and muttering to herself. Ever since she and her tour group were turned around by a rockslide that had covered the path ahead, they had become horribly lost, and they had been stuck walking around the forest for what felt like hours, looking for an alternate route up to the shrine.
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The tour group was made up of around fifteen-ish sightseers, mostly women looking to see the beautiful cherry blossom trees with their pink flowers that were in bloom this season. There were some couples taking in the romantic scenery and a few schoolgirls on break from classes, but, most notably of all, there was an incredibly busty noblewoman in the group as well. She was asked by the tourism company not to attempt a hike due to the sheer weight of her assets and her lack of training, but she had insisted, and so, in the back of the group she stayed, huffing and puffing while complaining haughtily between breaths.
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"My feet are killing me! *huff* You said we'd be at the shrine at nine, but it's already *phew* half-past ten!" The well-endowed woman complained, "I can't take much more of this wandering around. Do you- *huff* Do you even know where you're taking us!?"
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The rich woman was exhausted for sure, with sweat having run down her engorged cleavage and soaked through the front of her chic black sweater, but in truth everyone in the group was starting to become a little exhausted and annoyed with the tour guide, not just the rich woman. They had all paid to see one of the lucky shrines in these woods, but all they had gotten was trees and exercise.
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Realizing this, the guide sheepishly offered that the group could eat the meals that they had packed for once they reached the shrine early. They'd been out for too long, so they would have to turn back early. It took a little convincing since they had been walking all this time with the expectation they would see a shrine, but with the offer of full refunds once they returned, the group was eventually swayed. As they sat down to eat their lunches, the guide continued to fret over the map with her back turned to the tourists, trying to figure out where they were on the mountain and how they could get back down.
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"Ufufufu, it seems like you're in a bit of trouble, need some help?~"
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A voice softly called out to her from the woods, but she couldn't tell where it was coming from. Putting away her map and looking down, she spotted the source of the voice. It was a busty little tsuchinoko lamia, with shiny pink scales and hair, piercing green eyes, and a smug expression of absolute superiority on her face. Aside from her extra-large cannons, her short and fat tail and her humanoid asscheeks perched atop her snake half were especially eye-catching.
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Apparently, the tour guide had been looking at her prodigious assets for a little too long, and the shortstack of a lamia had noticed. Putting one knuckle to her mouth in a gesture of mock surprise, the lamia teased the guide, saying, "Neeee~ I came here to help you, you know? The least you could do is look me in the eyes~"
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Quickly, the tour guide apologized and averted her eyes. Still looking away, not trusting her eyes not to gravitate back towards the plump knockers in front of her, she asked meekly, "Help? I saw that you are wearing the clothes of a shrine maiden, could you give me directions to a shrine? The group I'm leading today really wanted to see one, but I got lost..."
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"That's right, I'm a shrine maiden from an altar not far from here! The name's Ootsuchi!" The lamia smiled proudly while pointing a thumb at herself, "Better than giving you directions, why don't you let the group follow me instead? I could bring them all to the shrine myself!"
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"You'd really do that? Thank you so much!" The tour guide was looking a bit gloomy before meeting this helpful little shrine maiden, but now she was beaming with joy! Truly, her prayers had been answered. "But I can't just leave my group and return. I'm responsible for their safety, and I can not shift that responsibility to anyone! I'm sure you can understand, being responsible to maintain the shrines on the mountain yourself as a shrine maiden."
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Ootsuchi accepted her reasoning, and the guide passed along the good news to all the tourists. They'd be able to see a shrine after all! They packed up their stuff and started on the trail, following Ootsuchi off the main trail and deeper into the woods.
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It was no wonder I missed this trail, thought the guide to herself, It looks like nobody has been down this path in years! I'll have to ask the trail wardens to clean this path up once I get back, this is shoddy work, even for them!
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As they continued walking, the trail only became more disheveled. Rocks were exposed in the dirt, roots were growing up over the path, and there were even dead trees that had fallen in the way and had to be walked over or around.
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"Thank you for everything again, Ootsuchi." The tour guide repeated, "I never expected I could get so lost on the path to such a popular shrine, but I guess I was mistaken. Is this really the right path, though? It looks so unkempt, I find it hard to believe this is an official trail..."
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"That's right! Nothing gets past a perceptive tour guide like you, it seems. This trail is a shortcut, just for shrine maidens like me! You can use it today since you'll be joining me at the shrine later, though!"
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The noblewoman also gave her thanks to the lamia, "Thank you for escorting us all this way. I'm sure it wasn't what you had scheduled for today." The busty woman continued, more proudly than before, "If you'll accept it, I would be willing to make a large donation to your shrine when we get there."
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"Oh, nonsense!" Ootsuchi replied, "I just love helping any travelers in need. It's my treat, I assure you, ufufufu~ I think I'll take you up on your offer as well, I'd be glad to make some of your generous endowments mine.~"
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"It's a good thing I found you out here when I did, too." The pink lamia continued with humor creeping into her voice, "People go missing on this mountain all the time. You're lucky to have me to help me on your way, ufufufufu!" Her knuckle was up next to her mouth again while she giggled in her usual smug way.
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It wasn't long before they all made it to the shrine Ootsuchi was leading them to, and a few of the tourists were audibly disappointed by just how dilapidated the building appeared. It was a small structure made of wood and stones around the size of a well, a simple stone box with an ornamental wooden roof on top, but the roof was growing mold and had partially collapsed, and the stones at the bottom had worn away from erosion and there were vines growing up through the cracks.
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The cherry blossom petals falling on the old shrine gave the scene a serene look of nature retaking a man-made structure, but the obvious disrespect that the shrine had been shown gave the travelers a sense of unease and foreboding.
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"We're supposed to wish on this thing? It looks like it could only give us bad luck, not good..." One of the travelers complained about the shrine. "Even just being near the thing gives me a feeling of certain doom. I think I want to go now..."
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The tourist was right about his having a feeling of certain doom, just not its source. Standing right behind him was the tsuchinoko miko lamia. Her arms were outstretched and ready to strike, and her eyes had darkened into a predatory glare that wordlessly expressed, "You fools have all fallen for my trap, now it is time to die."
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To the other tourists around him, it seemed to happen in slow motion. Ootsuchi knocked his knees upwards from behind and sent him plummeting ass-first into her mouth. From there, his momentum sent him rocketing down her gullet and into her waiting stomach. The whole swallowing couldn't have taken more than six seconds, and it left everyone around staring in shock at the little lamia, silently asking what he had done to deserve such a fate. The only answer they got came in the form of a taunt, "A delicious appetizer for the meal. My thanks to the wait staff for bringing my dinner right to me.~ Now, who wants to be next!?"
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The tour group travellers screamed and attempted to run away, but hours of hiking through the mountains had made them exhausted and slow. It didn't take long for Ootsuchi to hunt down and swallow the whole lot of them, the schoolgirls, the couples, nobody was safe from the gluttonous tsuchinoko. Each time she caught one, she had to knock them over to gain access to them with her mouth, but it was all over once she did.
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The noblewoman's large chest proved only a minor obstacle for Ootsuchi, as she was inexorably swallowed downwards, the proper lady increasingly lost more and more of her dignity. She started out offering her money to be let go, but once the ravenous lamia reached her sweater-covered bust, the woman was begging for her life the same as any of the others. She was eventually reduced to grabbing handfuls of dirt in an attempt to climb back out of the lamia's throat, ruining her finely-manicured fingernails and leaving long gashes in the ground in the process. With the busty woman tucked securely into her stomach, she turned her attention to her last prey of the night, the tour guide.
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She was hiding behind the shrine, curled up into a ball with her hands tight to her ears so she didn't have to hear the screaming of the people she had been responsible for. Easily sneaking up on her in her incapacitated state, Ootsuchi knocked the guide over with her belly and let it lay on top of her, the screaming and struggling of all its occupants crashed down on her, causing her to start to cry
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"Oh, how I wish you had just gone back down the mountain when I offered to take the group myself, and I'm sure you're wishing that now too, aren't you?~" The lamia's voice sounded sweet, but the malicious intent was positively dripping from her words. "One rockfall on the road was all it took for you to send your group spiraling around the mountain for hours! An airhead like you could've kept me fed for weeks. Too bad you had to ruin it with your thoughts of responsibility to these tasty little snacks."
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The lamia lifted her belly off the guide and slithered over to her body on the ground, getting real close to her sobbing face to pass her final judgement. "I can't let you go now that you've seen my favorite hobby, and I think you've started to outlive the fun you provided. How about we reuinite you with the others? I'm sure they're all waiting for you in there.~"
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Six seconds later, Ootsuchi was alone by her shrine, with the distressed faces of her prey struggling in her belly, visibly bulging the surface of her skin outward. All told she had swallowed sixteen women and three men, the girth of her resulting belly easily twenty times larger than herself, but it was hardly what she would consider a big meal. Still, it was enough to keep herself satisfied for now, and breaking the noblewoman's sense of self-importance was an especially rare treat she wouldn't soon forget, made even sweeter by the shelf of breastmeat she had. She let her forked tongue slide in and out of her mouth contentedly as she listened to the intense burbling and growling of her stomach, and she drifted off to sleep.
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Inside the sweltering organ, the trapped tourists could not drift off to sleep so peacefully. They were all covered in a slimy mucus as soon as they entered the main chamber, and their senses were assaulted with the acrid scents of digestive juices. The ones at the bottom fell to the stomach first, the pressure from the occupants above them smothering them down where they were drowned in the acids and enzymes. A few of the men and women were able to pull the weaker schoolgirls down below themselves, but it only gave them an hour or two of extra time to breathe. Eventually, the mush from the dissolved tourists together with the digestive juices provided enough of a volume of liquid to drown the rest of them, and they all were rendered lifeless, letting the stomach process them as it pleased from then on.
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The fatty chyme mixed together with the pancreatic juices at the start of the small intestine, breaking up the blobs of fat for easier absorption. As the night turned to day, her intestines swelled with more and more nutritious broth from the stomach to absorb, and her body metabolized all of it that it could, enlarging her already titanic titties and ballooning her flabby humanoid ass. Her belly soaked up most of the caloric windfall, plumping up and folding around the middle, sending a deep crease along her belly right across her belly button.
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Ootsuchi cooed lovingly at her groaning belly the following morning when she woke up. Her assets had easily doubled in size and her then-trim tummy had swollen up to become a potbelly around quadruple the size of the rest of her body, but her stomach still seemed a little upset from that night's digestion, moaning and shuddering almost animalistically.
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Without warning, her stomach ejected a massive air pocket that had been building up all night, sending little trinkets from her prey scattering through the air in front of her. Shiny black school shoes from the schoolgirls, broken up cameras and cellular phones from the sightseers, and even jewelry from the couples and the noblewoman. "The shoes! I always forget to remove the shoes. I'm sorry, tummy. I forgot how much you don't like those..." Ootsuchi apologized to her belly, petting its sides as she burped up more and more scraps of clothing and other trinkets from the tourists.
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Once she was finally done, she rounded up all the slimy mementos of her prey and dumped them unceremoniously into her shrine, vowing to clean it up later when she had time. Though in truth, the trophies she had belched up from previous groups were still in there, and the shrine's donation box was starting to look more like a garbage can than an implement of worship.
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With that out of the way, she returned to playing with her potbelly, patting the top of it and watching the ripples jiggle downwards. "They were an especially stupid bunch of apes. Why can't all my meals be so simple?" She wondered aloud to herself, "Gwwurbblllle~" was her stomach's only response. "Hungry again already? Yeah, me too little buddy. Maybe the tourism company will send up a group of a hundred supermodels with huge tits today, you never know. I did just leave a hefty offering of gold at the shrine; maybe today will be my lucky day!~"
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With her gut scraping the ground in front of her as she slithered back down to her usual hunting area, the pink tsuchinoko lamia was only thinking about one thing, how many more people could she trick into getting lost in the woods again today?