Unnoticed on Giantess Throne BBW Goddess Glutton Feedism Feederism Gentle Giantess Feedee Weight Gain Goddess Alara Glutton
As the bustling city erupted with energy around her, Alara, the gluttonous goddess of gain, sat unnoticed on her massive throne. She was a towering figure, dwarfing everything in her wake with her enormous girth. Her eyes scanned the area, searching for something or someone to engage with. Suddenly, they landed on a tiny figure scurrying through the crowd. A mischievous grin spread across Alara's thick lips as she watched the little person try to avoid her gaze.
With a swift motion, Alara reached down and scooped up the tiny being in one hand. They were no match for her enormous strength. She held them close to her chest, feeling their rapid heartbeat against her ample bosom. "Where have you been, my little trickster?" she asked, her voice booming like thunder. The tiny figure struggled to break free, but it was futile.
Alara smiled, noticing the fear in their eyes. It was a familiar feeling, one that fueled her insatiable appetite for power and control. She lowered herself back onto her throne, the wooden planks groaning under her immense weight. As she settled in, she felt something shift beneath her. Looking down, she saw the tiny figure squirming around in her lap.
"What's wrong with my throne?" she growled, irritated by the discomfort. It was true; the throne had felt odd since she'd sat down. But she brushed the thought aside, focusing on the helpless person in her grasp. Alara leaned forward, her massive breasts looming over the tiny figure. She could feel their hearts pounding against her skin.
"Don't worry," she whispered, her hot breath caressing their skin. "I won't hurt you." But even as she said the words, she couldn't help but wonder if they were true. After all, power was intoxicating, and control was addictive. The tiny figure trembled in her lap, unsure of what to believe.
Suddenly, a thought occurred to Alara. Perhaps this tiny being could be of use to her. Maybe they could help break in her new throne. A wicked grin spread across her face as she stood up, towering over the city. She held the trembling figure up to her mouth, letting them get a good look at her massive lips.
"What do you say, little one?" she purred. "Would you like to help me?" Her eyes glinted with anticipation as she waited for an answer. The tiny figure trembled even harder, unsure of what to do. But deep down, they knew the answer. They nodded hesitantly, and Alara smiled.
"Good," she said, her voice booming once more. "Because you're going to make one hell of a meal." With that, she opened her mouth wide, revealing a cavernous black hole of teeth. The tiny figure shrieked in terror as they were engulfed by Alara's gaping maw.
As they disappeared into her mouth, Alara felt a surge of power course through her veins. It was exhilarating, intoxicating. She closed her mouth, feeling the tiny figure squirming inside her. And with that, she sat back down on her throne, feeling it give way under her immense weight.
As she settled in, she couldn't help but feel satisfied. Not only had she found a new plaything, but she'd also found a way to break in her new throne. The tiny figure struggled inside her, but it was no use. They were trapped, helpless against the might of the gluttonous goddess.
Alara smiled, feeling the weight of the city pressing down on her. She was in control, and there was no stopping her. She leaned back, her massive breasts crushing the tiny figure beneath them. And as she did, she couldn't help but wonder what other delicious treats awaited her.