Devos stumbled forwards wearily, the small grey dragon hardly able to see in front of him, much less able to walk. He cursed his lack of wings as he continued to stumble; maybe if he could fly, he could find food for himself, he thought. He was skin and bones from many days of wandering, not able to find the once plentiful prey that kept him happy. What had happened to the world, he thought, as he marched on. He hadn’t seen another dragon, even, for a very long time. Maybe this was the end…

The end of your suffering, my child.

A melodic, feminine voice suddenly appeared in his head, making him stop in his tracks. Was he hallucinating now? Was he finally giving up the mortal coil…?

This is very much real, dragon. I, the goddess of this world, am here for you.

He shook his head, still in disbelief. His legs shaked, before he collapsed to the ground, groaning softly. He tried to speak, but only a weak, dry gurgle escaped his lips.

Sssh, sssh, now, dear. I am Nadia.

Before his weary eyes slowly faded into view a figure. It was tall, so much taller than the small dragon, and absolutely laden with fat. She was in the form of a monstrously plump, yet somehow still mobile, deer, with fatty hips bulging out to either side and a bosom to match. Devos stared in awe, and Nadia giggled at this, chins wobbling softly.

I have the power to help you. But I need faith to work my miracles, dear. So I have a proposition, small beast…

He could only lay there and listen, enraptured by the glowing figure. She looked divine, he had to admit…

Become my believer. My eternal servant for my faith. Immortality and the ability to serve a far greater purpose than you own. She leaned down and softly lifted up Devos’s head. He gave a soft eep. And in return, you will receive my care… She stepped back once more from the emaciated dragon, and snapped her fingers. Suddenly, a cake, covered in pink icing and three layers tall, appeared before Devos, an inch above the ground. Devos’s stomach growled, and he cautiously crawled towards it, before Nadia lifted a chubby hand. Devos stopped cold.

All you must do is consume this entire cake. Every last crumb. And the pact will be sealed. You will be mine forever. Would you like that, dear~? Would you like a cake~?

Devos thought for a second, but his gut grumbled again, louder this time. It sounded like he wouldn’t go hungry with this deal, at least. His stomach panged with intense hunger, driving his thoughts. What was the worst that could happen…?

Almost without conscious effort, he dived towards the cake and smushed as much as possible into his maw at once. Flavors he had not tasted in seemingly an eternity assaulted his tastebuds as he ravenously devoured the cake. Sweet icing and moist insides, oh… Icing smeared around his maw as he shoveled in hunks of cake with wild abandon. Nadia looked on and smiled sweetly.

Yes, good boy, eat your fill…

And Devos did. He tore big bites into the cake until it was a messy pile of icing and chunks, which he dug into in turn. With a little belch, the skinny dragon now had a distended middle, wobbling as he stood up, and quite the amount of icing on his maw. Now what, he thought…

Oh, silly little thing. I said every crumb.

Nadia stepped forwards, making her ample gut wobble, as she reached down and scooped up Devos in one arm. The dragon hardly has the strength to wiggle, but the urge to died down as he was held close to her soft cervine chest. So fuzzy and warm… He snapped back to reality with an eep as Nadia used the other hand to wipe at the dragon’s maw, rolling up a ball of leftover icing. She used his exclamation to roughly shove her hand in; Devos reflexively suckled on the icing, getting that too down. He then looked up at the goddess, whose smile suddenly looked a bit more… Plotting.

Congratulations, little Devos. You are now and forever the servant of Nadia, the Goddess of Gluttony.

Oh gosh, gluttony, he thought to himself. What had he done? Was it really forever?

Yes, it is forever. And, remember when you asked… How bad could it be?

He eeped softly.

You’re going to find out, dragon.

Suddenly, Nadia pulled Devos closer to her bosom. Very close, in fact. She turned the helpless dragon inwards towards it, until his head rested in between her breasts, burying his head in between. He groaned, his eyes rolling in is head, as he struggled to breathe. She then pressed down hard on the dragon, burying him in soft deer chest, cutting off his view of his old world. He struggled as best as he could, the food suddenly in his gut giving him some strength, but not nearly enough to escape. He wheezed as things turned grey,. And his struggles slowed and soon ceased amongst the gluttony goddess’s flesh…

He groaned as he awoke from a terrible dream. It had to do with hunger, cake, and making a terrible life choice… He knew it had to be a dream because he felt perfectly normal again! … Right?

He froze as he looked around him. In all directions was the color… Brown. A seemingly endless expanse of it, in fact. He opened his nostrils, and a sickeningly sweet smell wafted in. Chocolate! He looked around until he was below him some words written into the expanse, in a delicate font.

“Welcome, my dear servant~” it read. At the same time he read it, he heard words in his head, in Nadia’s voice. In but a moment, the words began to lose definition and vanish. The chocolate below him was liquid! Very thick, but liquid. He slowly realized that he was being held above the sea, several feet high. He looked down to see he was being held up by a ghostly hand in the visage of his new goddess.

“You are so skinny~” more text being carved temporarily in the chocolatey stuff read. “A servant of mind needs to fix that~”

He found his voice, at long last. “But I already had a cake! I’m full!”

“Too bad~”

And with reading that, the hand holding him up dissipated, sending him tumbling down. He landed in the chocolate sauce with a thick splash, immediately drenching him in the sticky, viscous stuff. He gurgled as he got his footing in this sea; the tide pulled on him and sent him tumbling through the chocolate at first, but he eventually righted himself on his back and pulled his maw out of it, but not without taking a few mouthfuls.

Oh, and it tasted good… His head felt a bit woozy as he looked at the expanse in all directions… He guessed he had no choice but to drink… So drink he did. He lowered his head until it was invisible and began to gulp softly. The thick stuff coated his maw and made gulping slow, but tasted so perfect and sweet he couldn’t help but keep at it. He felt his stomach round out as he drank…

While he did, little did he know the goddess was writing more words on the ephemeral surface of the chocolate ocean. “That’s a good boy~” one said. “Drink your fill~”

That last phrase Nadia wrote in front of the dragon’s maw, and so it was slurped down. At once, the words there filled Devos’s mind in Nadia’s voice, and he didn’t feel surprise or fear at it for some reason. He just felt… Hungrier. Yes, he thought, I will drink my fill…

He paddled on the surface of the thick sea as he drank deep. The chocolate bloated him out, but he also fattened at a supernatural rate, unbeknownst to him as he chugged. His middle began to sag with fat, and his haunches began to jiggle as he paddled. His legs thickened up, reducing his motion, as he obtained the first roll in his growing brisket. His fat tail thumped at the surface as he hungrily drank.

“You’re going to drink all this~” more messages for Nadia’s humble new servant read. “You’ll do it for me~”

His jaws and tongue grew tired as he gulped and gulped. His lungs burned. He was so very ravenous, he needed to drink all this for Her, but… He was so full as well, and… He needed air…

He lifted his head up, gasped, and panted, holding back a retch from overfullness in the process. “Nadia, please, I’ll down…!”

Suddenly, he was wracked with hunger he never thought even possible before. His body suddenly felt heavy, so very heavy, and he screamed as he plunged helplessly below the tides of chocolate muck…

“Eat or face my wrath~” more text read. Devos obediently went back to gulping after that, and his head was met once again with blissful flavors. He gulped until he became morbidly obese and then some, only his doublewide back poking out from above the waves, an island of fat and rolls now. His neck bloated up, making it impossible for him to move his neck, while his paws were reduced to near useless flapping. He bobbed slightly under the surface of the stuff, like an iceberg of blubber.

“You’re all mine~” more temporary words spelled out. “All mine forever~”

The word forever bounced around in Devos’s head. With that one damned cake, this was what he was sentenced to… An eternity of bloating, it seemed… He was owned, he had to admit as he swallowed another mouthful of fattening sludge, and this was only the beginning.

He had a whole ocean to drink first, though.

He soon lost all semblance of mobility, and just sat there, drinking, even as his lungs screamed for air. He couldn’t lift his head, for his goddess was not always a kind one… He shuddered to think of her punishments.

“Still so skinny~” Nadia put in Devos’s head. “You are too slow, my dear~”

Devos groaned and gulped some more, at his limits. He glrked softly as suddenly chocolate sauce rushed into his mouth, and he couldn’t even gulp, as it forced its way right into his stomach.

“Unacceptable~”

He struggled, but his own body turned all that into nothing but sloshes of fat. He was 50 feet wide, and his features were nearly lost in himself. “You will serve me~” Nadia wrote.

More and more widened his throat, making him huff and gag. He bloated out at double, no, triple the pace, converting into fat almost instantly. He tried to pull his head up, but only got a glimpse of a still-endless chocolate expanse before he was pulled under again. This was too much chocolate…

Too much…

“Good boy~” was the last thing he heard before he passed out once again.

He woke once again to… Crushing heaviness, beyond a weight he had ever felt before. From all around him, on all sides. He tried to move, but he could not. He tried to open his eyes, but he could only see a dark grey color.

Hello again, my lovely pet~

He heard that voice in his head again. He tried to say something, anything, but he only let out a loud, wet belch.

Would you care to see yourself?

Suddenly, Devos’s eyes were not his own. He was looking far above him. And… Woah… He was almost unrecognizable. A grey mountain reached towards the sky of this strange non-place, made entirely of dragon fat. Rolls and rolls cascaded down from his massive back, reaching out of view. He could make out where his head was helplessly trapped from the circles of flesh stretching out for… Miles?

About ten miles across, to be exact. Larger than your Mount Everest.

He… Blushed. That was… So impossibly big…

Still so skinny, my eternal toy.

Devos looked around with his ethereal gaze, and beside the mountain was Nadia. She was taller than him by countless miles, still retaining that miraculously-mobile figure, now even curvier, it seemed.

But for now, you will do as a seat cushion for one of my smaller avatars~

The giant avatar of Nadia turned around, revealing her massive rump to Devos. It was as wide as him, if not wider, and impossibly plush.

Remember… You signed up for this~

He burped once again as he realized what was happening. Nadia lowered her rear onto the mountain of flesh that Devos was now, and he could feel it. The weight pinning him down, while preventing his paws or head from moving even a single inch, was absolutely nothing compared to Nadia. The goddess of gluttony put Her full weight down on him, and he felt himself spread like a pancake of blubber. He whined and groaned and he braced for the impossible pressure…

Which only kept on increasing as the deer goddess sat down. His vision switched back to his own, and he saw the grey rings of flesh close down around his head. He felt himself compress as his fat, barely kept in by miles of paper-thin scales, could expand outwards no further. And he compressed, and compressed, and compressed… He could feel his back fat bare down onto his head, until the pressure got to be too much, and he…

Felt flatter? Soon, he realized he was completely and utterly flat. Nearly two dimensional. He couldn’t even move his eyes from side to side, as little use as they were. He had been crushed into a pancake by… A small avatar? He whimpered as he realized…

Too yielding, my cushion. A punishment is in order, right after I get up…

Devos gulped. But then he blushed. Because this, he realized, was only the beginning.