Sylph Chapter 11Sylph in “Metal Fatigue” with thanks, once again, to The Mole for giving me the inspiration for the titleby: stmercy2020This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 License. To view a copy of this license, visit http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ or send a letter to Creative Commons, 171 Second Street, Suite 300, San Francisco, California, 94105, USA.{sss…click} {sss…click} {BZT! BZT! BZT!} {puzhweeee-} {vnn…} “Miao?” “Oh, no. Fatty!” {Spak!...Krnch!} “Uh oh…” {Grab! brnk!} {vnn—squeee!} {p
Maura Part 2WARNING AGAINMore weight gain, and even fatter woman now. Don't like that sort of thing, why are you here?I woke up the next morning stiff and freezing. The sun was just now rising. I still felt tired, but I wasn't going to be able to go back to sleep. So I drove back to the freeway and headed back for the town where I had gotten the rental car from.I didn't know what I was going to do. I figured it would be a day or two before Maura was discovered, and I wasn't sure how things would play out then. Whoever went there wouldn't be enslaved, but neither were they likely to do anything to stop what she was already doing.Thinking it over a
Maura Part 1WARNINGThis story features obscene levels of weight gain. If that's not your thing, just move along. There's plenty of stuff elsewhere on the Internet to appeal to you.I don't really believe telling my story will do any good, not when my only option is to throw it out into the morass of ephemera and would-be memes that is the Internet. Then again, the Internet isn't what it used to be, is it? Maybe I'm just writing this to ease my conscience. I feel like I have a lot to answer for, even if part of me rationalizes that my only fault was one bad decision made in a moment of frustration and little sleep.Let's start at the beginning, becaus
The Obeseonimicon In your hands, you hold a book that contains within it secrets. Not secrets of magic or secrets of the mind, but secrets of what lies behind, what is beyond our sight. Perhaps you have noticed something no one else has ever seen. A smell of what could only be of some long forgotten delicious meal, permeating the air when no food is present or has been for some time. A lingering sound of eating, of some immense stomach gurgling or rolling with the contents of more food then you could dream of. A looming shape off in the distance, that upon closer inspection looks vaguely humanoid in appearance, but soon vanishes upon further scrutiny.
The gorging goddessThe gorging goddessSitting content on a destroyed world, a goddess was staring down on the wasteland around her. No more people or buildings were left. All of her worshipers along with their homes were nothing more than mere snacks.Everything, left for the planet itself, was gone. The oceans, rivers and lakes had been dried up. The forests and jungles had been completely cleared. The mountains and hills had been crunched down. It was a single planet hosting just one being, a being so big and so full that it covered half of the entire planet itself.Truly it was a goddess of magnificent splendor. Her long golden hair was swaying in the wi
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