The lingering energy of her Noble Phantasm was not entirely gone yet. The remaining familiar green energy surrounded her stomach suddenly as she cackled in delight, forming the shape of a star as it concentrated and pushed inwards, absolutely crushing and nuking the contents of her belly with a near radioactive force. The angry features of Kingprotea Alter are smoothed out in an instant. Her furious face, pressing against the edge of the belly skin near the top of the massive bulge and shouting all manner of hateful insults, instantly falls apart as the flesh is stripped from the bone and falls below to mix with the growing pool of the rest of her bubbling skin and organs. Her limbs and curves, once big enough to imagine overpowering anything and everyone, break apart and sink beneath the flesh colored chyme, no match for the stomach acids of the great Kukulcan.

In one second, where a shapely bellyful of Kingprotea Alter hangs heavy below the heart of Mictlān, everything is digested and broken down to nothing but goop, a simmering collection of freshly formed meat chunks and bleached bones, with almost nothing recognizable as the Alter Ego remaining. Upon death, a Servant is meant to shatter into golden dust rather than leaving a corpse, which is then returned to the Throne of Heroes to update their records in the data. Kukulcan, however, will never let this particular Servant go. She is sentencing her body and mind to servitude from this point forward, never to be freed from the confines of her doughy, abundant flesh.

As the Foreigner floats down gracefully to the shore where the battle began, her body is already growing and expanding with the meat of the recently claimed loser. Loud creaks of her hips widening, fat packing away into anywhere it can store itself, and her white leotard straining to contain it all can be heard and seen, as the feeling of all the spoils of victory bwompfing and blurrping out one after the other almost become too much for the glutted lostbelt king to handle. She begins to feel lightheaded with euphoria, positively giddy with excitement and elation as she felt belly rolls settle and jiggle in the front, fatty flanks form on her sides, deposits of flab spread across her rapidly widening dimpled ass cheeks, even her once modest breasts exploding into what one could only call titanic mommy milkers.

Simply put, Kukulcan felt both strong and beautiful, even though she now weighed more than ten times she had just moments prior. The weight felt good, as if each and every step commanded respect. She tried to walk around on her own two feet as she landed, her balance immediately thrown off by her newfound heft. She was a fast learner, however, and it only took a little prancing to master her new center of gravity. Even though her stomach had shredded all of KPA down to nothing but fat her innards to greedily suck down and absorb, there was something of her still left inside that unmistakably belonged to the Alter Ego… that being her fully intact skull. It hung heavy at the bottom of her bloated, fatty tum the sunken in eye and nose sockets showing through the tautly stretched skin, a grim reminder of her untimely demise.

The goddess ran her fingers across the top of the bleached cranium, feeling a rush of power in seeing a monument of her conquest still lingering as if to say ‘look everyone, Kingprotea Alter lost to my stomach!’. Twisting her hips, Kukulcan glanced over her shoulder, and just had to flash a smug grin at the sight wobbling behind her.

On each of her bulbous, fatty cheeks lay the equivalent of seals printed permanently, never to be erased from her fat. On the right was a golden clown symbol representing the class of the Servant she had slain and absorbed, that being an Alter Ego. On the left, however, was something even more amusing and embarrassing for the soul trapped forever as a slave inside of the doughy, juicy buns.

H-hey… What is this…? What's going on?! Why can't I move?! Grrrrr, let me go right this instance!!

The face of Kingprotea Alter, twisted in a confused, irritated frown, was printed plainly, and taking up a good portion of the ass fat, an impressive feat considering how much her giant body had caused it all to grow. Her upset, furious expression would remain that way, never changing, as the feelings she was experiencing at death became ingrained in her new shape as booty padding forever. Kukulcan could feel her prey’s mind reeling inside her jiggly, wobbly booty cheeks, and though she could not detect what she was actually thinking, the feelings of anger and rage showed through clearly. It was a truly unique feeling, to have a consumed soul at the mercy of her ass with no escape or relief ever possible, no matter what she did~

Nothing short of the complete and utter eradication of Kukulcan's spirit origin as a whole could result in this union of selves to be shattered, and she was far too strong for that to ever happen!

Seriously, what is this…? Why do I feel so… so soft and bouncy? It's like I can't control myself… It's like I'm attached to something else! I hate this!! Let me go!! Free me from this right now!! I know you can hear me, Kukulcan!! Trust me, you don't want me haunting your ass forever, I'll do everything in my power to make your life a living hell!!!

Kingprotea Alter’s laments went unheard, as her owner gave her enormous tush a commanding slap! A sudden complicated feeling of both pleasure and unpleasantness spread throughout the Alter Ego’s new form. It stung… but in a good way?! If she could wince she would, but all Kingprotea Alter could do in her current shape was bounce and jiggle obediently behind Kukulcan as she spoke to her booty in the most condescending way possible.

“This could have been avoided if you'd been less lazy and disobedient…”

Kukulcan's voice was almost rippling through KPA as much as the ass smack was! Each word that rolled out of her lips, as they reverberated through her completely… it was as if she were hearing the voice of God from the heavens themselves! She hated this, she hated this so much! But she could do nothing but listen as her God spoke down to her more.

“But now you will serve the sun of Mictlān's booty forever~!”

It was true… *wub, wobble* That was really all she could do. No matter how much she seethed, no matter how many curses she hurled at the one that now commanded her soul to serve her rear forevermore… All Kingprotea Alter could do was obey. Obey, bounce, wobble, jiggle, sway, and not much else.

Grabbing her blubbery gut from the bottom, the Foreigner pulled upwards forcefully, shattering the oversized skull tucked away inside into a million more easily digestible pieces. She bit her lip as she twisted her body around and admired herself all over, pleased with the eternal weight she had gained. Part of her wanted to wait here for a while, for the Chaldeans and especially that adorable Master to appear and react to her new luscious, wide form, but if she did that, she really didn't know if she'd be able to help herself… She might just swallow every last one of them, until only she was left to smother and love as her first and last romantic partner~ But another part of her knew that could only last so long as well before she gulped her down, just like the rest of them…

This was why eating meat should be avoided… it twisted friends into food, and made the two utterly indistinguishable for an alpha predator like herself! The Ocelomeh, the Deinos, the Chaldeans, the King of Dinosaurs, Xquic, Tepeu, all other Servants, that adorable Master, maybe even the main body of ORT itself… Could she stop herself from devouring it all? Did she actually want to…? Or did she want to claim it all like the greedy, insatiable woman she truly was deep down inside?

She didn't know the answer to that question, but one thing was for sure…

“Ahh, I need to hipcheck someone in the face- RIGHT NOW!”

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Well, lostbelt 7 came and went, and is it any surprise I wanted to feed this lovable free spirited babe the biggest, baddest alter bitch afterwards? I decided to write a little story to go along with it since the pics came out so well, so I hope you enjoy that if you're a fan of my work.

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