Hestia patted her plump cheeks once or twice, reminiscing about nymphs she’d snacked on in her younger days—and the swarms of eager prey that sometimes followed, which she’d only made sense of later. “When someone you worship goes and gets herself bound to some corner of a digestive tract, you’re gonna want to follow suit. Not such a problem, when it’s just a few nature spirits tryin’ to get back in touch with the deity of whatever forest or mountain they came from…but, well, miiight be a little more disruptive if the ideal of beauty itself is paddin’ out my rear, yeah?”



As much as I love the original Hades, I think I've enjoyed the sequel even more, and it's not even out of early access yet. We are eating so good with these character designs, seriously.

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“Oh, f-fuck, just like that, A-Adora…” Glimmer couldn’t help but let out a screaming moan, not caring a bit if it attracted any attention from the sound-sensing robots scattered throughout the castle. Getting every ounce of pleasure out of her friend’s agonizing digestion was far more important, her mind completely overwhelmed with desire. If there had ever been even a split second between the realization that Adora was dying in her gut and the decision to go along with it at the helpless hero’s expense, Glimmer never felt it. With how good this felt, she didn’t really have—or want—a choice in the matter. She was going to break down the protector of Etheria into mush, and it was going to feel heavenly.

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