Warning: This story contains heavy weight gain and yuri themes. If such content is not your cup of tea, then turn back now. Otherwise, please enjoy this story.
"Ahh, almost there."
Hinata felt relief as she was finally able to say those words. It had been a lengthy and boring couple of days, but she was able to make it to her destination in one piece. Though it was tedious, she at least preferred that over being attacked by a wild animal, bandit, or enemy ninja. Her journey had consisted of nothing but endless trees for miles, but now she had finally reached the edge of the forest and into the open fields. Ahead of her was the destination: Bountiful Fields Village.
It was a brand new village that was created only recently by a wealthy woman known as Mira Fields. Hinata had never heard of her before, but apparently she was a rather famous chef in foreign countries, known for creating the finest delicacies in the world. The village itself was very small, but easily self-sustaining and with a bright future. Though it was still quite a few minutes away, Hinata could witness several houses in the distance surrounded by a tall gate, looking like the population couldn't have been much more than one or two hundred. Realizing that made her feel more at ease, because Hinata would have been much more nervous if it was a massive city. Small villages generally had more easy-going and hospitable people who were more concerned about living peacefully than arguing over politics. It made her mission seem much less nerve-wracking… hopefully.
Her mission itself however was still a bit of an enigma. It all started with a sudden invitation sent to the Hyuuga clan requesting Hinata Hyuuga's presence for two months. Apparently Mira Fields admired the Hyuuga, and wanted to use the opportunity to build good relations by having the heiress visit the village for a period of time. Hinata's father, Hiashi, accepted the invitation under the reasoning that it would be a good experience for Hinata to get into the world of diplomacy. After all, there's more to being a shinobi than just throwing weapons and fighting battles. Hinata wanted to protest, but she knew right away that there was no way out, and so she accepted it reluctantly. Even if she trained hard to be a skilled ninja, she was still an introvert at heart, and the idea of going to an unknown village for diplomacy was very much an unsettling one for her. But alas, there was no possible way she could talk her way out of it, so here she was. Thankfully, the directions were accurate, and the path was a safe one, so it was perfectly fine for Hinata to travel solo. Still, she had to wonder just what exactly she would do once she actually reached the village. The invitation itself was vague, not really demanding much more than just Hinata herself. Does this Mira Fields want to discuss something formal, or is it just a simple visit to show off the village? Perhaps they wanted her to help build and expand the village, or maybe Mira wanted to get close to her to get information? Either way, the only way to find out would be to just get it over with, so the 18 year old Hyuuga teen continued to take one step after the other to complete her journey.
Hinata felt herself get more nervous as she approached the large gates, but she forced the feelings down and kept her pace. First impressions were important, and she didn't want the village to see her as some scared little puppy. Deep down she was pretty nervous though. Since she had no instruction other than just being there, she had no idea what the hell she would do after actually getting there. Would she have to give a speech? Would she have to lead conversations and make grand topics? The mere thought of that just made her want to curl up and hide, but still she strove on. It was either get embarrassed here, or deal with her father's wrath back home, and she would much rather deal with the former.
Her thoughts were put aside as she got closer. From her perspective, the outside of the village was in many ways similar to that of the Leaf Village. It was a large walled-in community that had plenty of housing and shops, though it was clearly a much smaller version compared to Konoha. The two large doors on the gate were open, allowing Hinata to see inside the village, and she saw glimpses of the populace inside. Mira Fields was a world renown chef, that much Hinata knew, but that seemed to also apply to the villagers as well. Hinata could see numerous individuals carrying some type of food item, whether it be a bag of potatoes, a large slab of meat, or a carton of eggs. In addition, she also saw a few open grills out in what looked like the town square area. She caught a few small whiffs of food, but she was too far away to really identify what they were making. But there was also one peculiar thing that stuck out in her mind as she watched the villagers.
They were all women.
Hinata must have seen at least a few dozen villagers from her position so far, but there was not one man to be seen. Just nothing but women, women, and more women. There was surprisingly not much variety between the individuals. Some were shorter than others, but she could tell that they were all relatively thin, and all rather beautiful. One thing that they all had in common was that they all at the very least appeared to be older than Hinata. The youngest among them that she could tell was most likely in their mid twenties. It made Hinata feel a little worried, but more than anything it made her curious. It was like seeing a fantasy story being brought to life: the classic tale of the Amazonian village that she would occasionally read about in her free time. Admittedly, it did make her less nervous than before. Whereas previously her mind was downtrodden with the idea of being a diplomatic ambassador, now the inherent human curiosity had taken hold of most of her thoughts. But then again, it's possible that it was just pure coincidence that the ones she saw thus far was all-female, but the fantastical idea pushed those doubts down, and Hinata picked up her pace as she approached the outer gates, eager to confirm her suspicions.
As she got closer, a tall beautiful woman, who from the distance looked to be a woman in her thirties, had positioned herself at the gate entrance. Right away Hinata knew that this must have been the one she was looking for: Mira Fields. She stood in such a way that expressed absolute confidence, a firm yet powerful stance that made it clear that this woman could probably talk her way through any business negotiation. Just by looking at her, it was instantly clear why the Bountiful Fields village had become such a rapid success. She had all the makings of a confident, aggressive, yet also gentle businesswoman who knew what she wanted and how to get it. As Hinata got closer, she saw more traits that also showed that she was an absolute beauty. Mira was a tall woman with long, straight black hair, a thin build that could easily pass for a magazine cover model, pure white skin that in many ways resembled her own, as well as wearing a pure white dress that hung down to her knees. To the kunoichi's relief though, Mira's facial expression was surprisingly soft and inviting despite her confident stance. A look flashed across Mira's face, most likely a sign that she recognized that the lone girl visitor was the ambassador she was waiting for. Hinata was caught off guard when she suddenly cried out.
"HINATA! YOU'RE HERE!"
Mira's voice carried so much happiness that one would wonder if she had just found her long lost puppy. Whatever mental preparations Hinata made for herself vanished due to her utter shock. All this time Hinata was expecting Mira to be a tense and intimidating figure with a stern face and a no-nonsense attitude (basically a female version of her father, Hiashi), but the outburst threw all those assumptions out the window, which pretty much rendered the shy ninja speechless, or at least even more speechless than she usually was. But the surprises didn't end there. After her cry of joy, Mira ran towards the poor shy girl as she was still stunned. In what felt like an instant, Hinata found herself being squeezed in an almost-crushing hug from the older woman. She could smell the sweet scent of Mira's perfume and felt the softness of her dress and skin, though most of the sensation was from Mira's breasts. Being so close, it was clear that Mira was quite blessed in the chest department like Hinata was, and her greater height meant that Hinata was being treated to a face-full of breast. While this was going on, she could hear the older woman ramble on.
"Oh thank goodness you made it here safely Hinata!" Mira said, still sounding incredibly happy, "I've been waiting so long for you to come. I'm so glad you're here. You didn't get hurt or attacked on your way here, did you?"
Perhaps out of instinct, Hinata tried to answer, but was still stuck face-first into Mira's breasts, and thus could only answer in a muffled tone. Mira finally seem to catch on that she was about to suffocate her own visitor, and thus released the kunoichi from her chest, instead placing her hands on Hinata's shoulders and holding her at arms' length.
"Oh dear me, sorry sweetie. I got a little carried away, but I'm just so glad to see you." Mira apologized, sounding like a mother speaking to her child.
After taking a few necessary gasps of breath, Hinata was finally able to respond, "N-no, it's okay. N-nice to meet you Ms. Mira Fields." As soon as Hinata answered, Mira let out a small squeal similar to that of a school girl.
"Kyaah! Your voice is just adorable, Hinata! It's an absolute pleasure to meet you. I just can't believe how incredibly beautiful you are."
Hearing that made Hinata blush, "Umm, b-but.. I'm not that…" though her response only earned another joyful squeal from Mira. Mira certainly sounded like she meant it when she called Hinata beautiful, but considering Hinata's life has been nothing but a constant stream of self-deprecation and low self-esteem, she couldn't help but wonder if Mira was lying to her, or perhaps just exaggerating. Whatever the case, any thoughts of her actual mission seemed to fly out of Hinata's head. All she could think of at the moment was this startling and unexpected encounter with Mira's energetic personality. On one hand she was relieved that Mira wasn't the Hiashi-esque character she imagined earlier, but this was the first time in her life she had ever interacted with such a person before, even more so since this woman actually called Hinata beautiful, a compliment that she had never heard directed toward her in her entire life.
Taking advantage of Hinata's temporary daze, Mira dragged her by the arm into the village, babbling about things that the girl could only half pick up.
"-so glad you're here."
"-going to have fun-"
"-others will be overjoyed-"
As she was dragged along, Hinata looked around now that she was inside the village's gates. Confirming her earlier expectations, it definitely had the makings of a moderately small yet tight knit community, but what caught her attention was where Mira was leading to. In the center of the village were rows upon rows of tables, all of them stacked with the same food items you would see in a Thanksgiving dinner, only this time it was enough to feed at least a hundred people. Of course, that wasn't the only thing Hinata noticed.
The second revelation was that her earlier suspicions were also confirmed: it was indeed a village of women. She saw plenty of individuals packing food on the dinner tables, and every single one of them was a woman. Not a single man to be found. Whatever the cause or reason for this would have to wait for later as Mira called to them.
"Oh ladies! Guess who's here!" Mira cheerfully cried out. As soon as she did that, it was like opening the flood gates as many of the inhabitants lit up like light bulbs the moment they laid eyes on the poor girl.
"Is that Hinata!?" A short woman said.
"Oh my god, it's her!" This time a tall one who had long dark hair.
"SHE'S HERE!" And now an elderly woman, though she definitely looked good for her age.
And all of these were followed immediately by the women rushing towards Hinata all at once.
Oh yea, definitely a flood alright.
It was no exaggeration to say that Hinata received more attention in the span of these past few minutes than she had ever gotten in her entire life. Hinata's gaze was filled with dozens upon dozens of happy, smiling, laughing women who seemed to be experiencing the most anticipated day of their lives. It was nothing at all like it was back at home. Sure, she was technically the heiress of her clan, and she received a lot of attention due to her status, but her treatment at Konoha was incredibly formal and always done with an air of restraint and sophistication. This on the other hand, was similar to a famous, handsome gentlemen being ambushed by screaming fangirls. Hinata's words for the next minute were nothing but confused smatterings of "Err", "Uh-", and "Excus-". In her state, she couldn't even form a coherent thought, let alone a whole sentence whilst in the swirling mass of jabbering faces, at least until…
"Ladies! LADIES! Give little Hinata some room!" bellowed Mira, using a much deeper, commanding tone that contrasted with her almost cutesy voice just a few moments ago. Just like that, the female tsunami abated, and Hinata finally found herself having room to breathe and move around, although in a sense she still felt trapped. She was still surrounded by the villagers who looked like they were just barely holding themselves back.
Placing her hands on Hinata's shoulders, with her breasts sandwiched around Hinata's head, Mira continued, "Well as I'm sure you've all realized by now, cute little Hinata has come at last to Bountiful Fields. She'll be living with us from now on, so I fully expect every one of you to make sure that her every day here is absolutely perfect," turning to Hinata, going back to her cutesy voice, "Hinata, I can't even begin to tell you just how eager we've been to have you visit us. We've heard so much about you, and the moment I learned about you I knew I had to bring you here as soon as possible."
Hearing that made Hinata flinch slightly. Heard so much about her? That thought made her heart drop a bit, because from what she knew, talk about her was certainly known throughout the world, but it wasn't in the best light. Unfortunately, Hinata wasn't the greatest ninja in the world, and it was a fact that she was sadly all too aware of. It wasn't that she was a bad ninja by any means, but the Hyuuga family that she came from demanded only the best of the best, especially from someone who would inherit the family name. Simply being average wasn't even worth mentioning for the Hyuuga, and it made Hinata an outcast in her own family, which contributed a lot to her shy, withdrawn attitude.
"I-I don't understand, though," Hinata muttered, "I'm not really the best ninja, so why…?" She instantly regretted saying those words the moment she spoke. Letting herself get caught in the flow, she reflexively said a self-disparaging comment. She's supposed to be an ambassador who puts on their best face, not a mopey nobody. This thought only made her more depressed and embarrassed before Mira responded.
"Oh don't you worry about that, sweety-buns," Mira cooed at her, similar to a mother cheering up her infant. "I chose you to visit us because I just knew you would be the perfect person to live here. I know this all seems overwhelming at first, but believe me when I say that you'll be seeing us as part of your family before you know it."
"Umm… okay, th-thank you Ms. Mira," Hinata smiled slightly and nodded, which earned her a few "Ah, she's so cute" comments from the crowd surrounding her. While Hinata was still reeling from the unexpected situation she was put in, at the very least these people seemed pretty friendly, so she was able to relax a bit. She'd much rather prefer the village be full of kind people rather than cold and business-like. Still having a hand on the younger girl's shoulder, Mira guided Hinata as the crowd moved aside in order to let them pass. While doing so, no small number of women continued to walk close aside Hinata and pepper her with comments and questions.
"I'm so glad to finally meet you Hinata, was the trip here long? You didn't run into any trouble, did you?" asked one of them.
"Oh, umm, no. It was a little long, but nothing bad happened at all." Hinata replied.
"I love your hair Hinata," squaled another woman, "it's so smooth and shiny!"
"T-Thanks… miss."
"You're absolutely beautiful Hinata. You're like an angel." Exclaimed another.
"…" Hinata could only blush at that comment. Yet again she was called beautiful, a praise she never received until she came here.
That statement rendered her mostly speechless from then on, and she responded to the villagers with nothing but simple grunts or one-word comments. The villagers didn't seem to care whether she replied or not as they continued to ask her questions or gush over her looks. Hinata couldn't help but feel… weird by the shower of compliments. She felt some odd, unfamiliar sensation as she walked with Mira. Was it flattery? Was she happy over being praised so much, or was it something else? Whatever it was, Hinata didn't dwell on it too much, because she was distracted by something that was getting much stronger by the second: the smell of very, very delicious looking food.
'Oh, oh my goodness' Hinata thought to herself. This, this was amazing! Her sense of smell was assaulted by a scent so wonderful, so mouth-watering, so absolutely incredible that it was a wonder that she didn't notice it as long as she did. Even without seeing it, she could guess that the foods must have included, turkey, salmon, mashed potatoes, turkey stuffing. All foods which are typical of your average Fall celebration, but this was different. The scents were somehow… more powerful, more intense than what the girl was used to. It was no exaggeration to say that what she was smelling was several times stronger than what Hinata was used to at home. It became clear in that instant that Bountiful Fields village had definitely earned its reputation for having the best chefs in the world. It was so good in fact, that it caused Hinata to stop right in her tracks, all her thoughts of anything else forgotten. In no time at all, her body responded by causing her mouth to water like crazy. The smell was strong enough that she could practically taste it, and it was exquisite. It didn't stop there either. Her body began to heat up, small beads of sweat appearing on her skin. Her breathing started to pick up, her body showing its eagerness to sate its sudden spurt of hunger. And of course, who could forget her petite belly, gurgling and rumbling, letting the teenager's desires known. Hinata wasn't hungry at the time, or at least that's what she thought, but after smelling that food, dear lord that smell, devouring two whole servings of dinner with dessert didn't sound so bad. Thankfully Hinata was certain that her gurgling belly wasn't very loud, so there was no chance for the women around her to hear it.
She was wrong.
The villagers heard her belly loud and clear. Hinata didn't even notice, but the villagers had stopped talking to her for quite some time, so they had no trouble at all hearing her bodily responses. They were all quietly staring at Hinata's stark change in behavior. Gone was the shy, stuttering girl from just a few moments ago. Now, they were watching a young lady who seemed more like a starving wolf. Her eyes were half-closed, her mouth slightly open and panting, her belly loudly proclaiming its emptiness for all to hear. She was in her own little world, not paying any attention to the fact that she was being gawked at by the women. Not even noticing that two minutes had passed since she was locked in her food trance.
The village women whispered amongst themselves as they watched Hinata. They didn't mock or judge her. Instead they looked fascinated, perhaps even pleased by what they saw.
"Oh my god…"
"Just look at her."
"How cute."
"It's true, she really is-"
None of them bothered to snap Hinata out of her trance, instead they were content just observing her reactions. Mira on the other hand, who at the time was watching Hinata with a knowing smile, decided to take the initiative. She slowly bent over, leaning down towards Hinata's right ear, then whispered.
"Are you hungry?"
"Ahh~"
Hinata moaned at hearing Mira's question, and her belly gurgled even louder than before. Her moan was so sensual that one would think that she had been woo'ed by a playboy, but her rumbling stomach gave her true intentions away. Hinata felt her entire body shiver from Mira's voice, causing her breath to quicken and her hunger to practically double. A small part of Hinata's mind questioned what was going on. Why was she reacting like this? She had never craved food like this before. The thought of eating never seemed so appealing as it did just now. Yet the feeling was irresistible. She knew that the delicacies here were well spoken of, but this exceeded even her highest expectations. The feeling was intoxicating, causing every rational part of her mind to shut down and just take in the wonderful smells around her. If she wasn't so incredibly hungry all of the sudden, she could have stood there taking in the scents for hours.
Mira straightened herself and spoke to her again, "Don't worry Hinata, you arrived just in time for dinner. We'll get plenty of food in you before you know it".
"Huh? Wha-?" Hinata was pulled out of her stupor at hearing the older woman's voice. Confused, she looked around, but only saw the villagers surrounding her, looking at her with smiles on their faces. It took a few seconds before realization dawned on her. Hinata didn't even realize that she was in her own world, fantasizing about dinner. Hinata's face lit up like a lightbulb, turning a deep red in embarrassment.
"I-I'm, sorry, Ms. Mira," she stammered, "I didn't mean to…" Hinata started to beat herself up over what she did. Just how long was she in her daze? 'Oh god, what on earth was I doing?' Hinata felt humiliated by what just happened. She didn't know how, but somehow she lost track of her situation and just went into some kind of… food lust. It all just smelled so good, she couldn't help it! Hinata knew she really screwed it up now. How completely unprofessional of her to act like a starving peasant. How mortifying it would be if Hinata went back to the village to tell her father that she screwed up and embarrassed the family because she acted so patethic! How could she-
"Hmm, sorry for what? Came Mira's simple question.
"Huh?" Hinata blinked at the unexpected response, pulling her out of negative thoughts. The girl's despair was replaced with confusion. Didn't the villagers see her panting like a starving dog? How could she not be sorry!?
"Well…you know, when I was… being all…" she trailed off, not wanting to say what she did out loud.
"What do you mean, Hinata?" Mira had a completely innocent look on her face, like she hadn't seen anything strange at all. "You were only just standing here for a few seconds. You must be feeling tired from all the travel, you poor thing. Come, come, let's eat." She then began to pull on Hinata's right hand, nearly dragging her ahead deeper into the village. There was a bit of murmur among the other women, but they walked with the pair, none of them even seeming to notice Hinata's odd behavior from before.
The Hyuuga girl was baffled at what just happened. How were the villagers unable to notice her entranced actions from before? They had to have noticed, but somehow they didn't? She glanced around at all the older women around her, searching for any judgmental expressions or insulting remarks, yet there was none. It really did seem like nobody noticed. Though that idea baffled Hinata, it also brought her a lot of relief. She was so certain that she messed up and made a fool of herself. Maybe Mira was right, maybe she really was only out of it for a couple seconds. No big deal, right?
Suddenly, Hinata's stomach began to rumble again, her hunger returning now that her fear was starting to wane. It was a rather loud rumble too, sending vibrations throughout her body. Hinata blushed and quickly looked around. Surely they must have heard that. But strangely enough, none of the villager women even so much as turned their head. It seemed they really didn't hear or notice anything out of the ordinary. After confirming that, Hinata felt another wave of relief wash through her. She even started to smile a little. Things were actually going smoother than she thought! She got into the village, she met Mira, who turned out to be really nice and friendly, and she was on her way to fill her empty stomach with no stumbles whatsoever. Talk about good luck.
Still holding her hand and looking ahead, Mira said, "Almost there, Hinata. Don't be afraid to help yourself either. Eat as much as you want, sweetie. Bountiful Fields has only the absolute best delicacies in the world, and believe me when I say there's more than enough for everyone."
"Y-yes", Hinata responded a little meekly. Now that her initial fear was gone, Hinata once again began to take in the smell of the food ahead. The aroma was much stronger now that they were getter deeper into the village. She tried to be more careful this time and not completely lose herself like before. Even if she was out of it for a couple seconds, it was important to not lose face. She quietly let Mira lead the way, more confident that she was going to stay in control.
Unfortunately, Hinata was wrong again. About a minute in, her eyes glazed over half-closed, her slightly open mouth started to panted and filled with saliva, and her empty belly roared loudly. In no time at all, Hinata was back in full blown food-lust. The village women didn't snap her out of it though. Instead they smiled and shared knowing glances at each other, content to just watch and let the young girl stew in her hunger. Still, there was no negative judgement in their eyes.
A few minutes later, the source of the wonderful smells finally started to come into sight, causing Hinata to let out a quiet, happy moan at the view. Up ahead were rows upon rows of long, wooden tables with plenty of cushioned chairs to support the entire populace. This must have been the town square area, a wide open space that looked like it was entirely dedicated to serve as the eating grounds for Bountiful Fields. Further in the distance were plenty of open grills, stoves, fire pits, and all manner of cookware to make the greatest meals with, but of course, that wasn't what Hinata was really interested in. Oh no, it was what was stacked on the tables that got her stomach growling. Massive, juicy turkeys. Enormous bowls of mashed potatoes covered with all manner of toppings. Stacks upon stacks of bread rolls shining with butter. Some of the biggest cuts of ham ever seen. Potato salad, stuffing, pies, she couldn't even name the rest because there was just so much. Not just the smell, but the presentation was flawless. Every dish was so perfectly cooked and with every ingredient properly arranged it could fit right on an advertisement picture. The type of advertisements that usually appeared amazing in the picture but would be disappointingly sloppy in real-life. But not these delicacies. Everything was expertly prepared, and guaranteed to make any doubter rendered into a drooling mess.
And that was what Hinata was right now.
"Oh my god… oh my god", Hinata muttered deliriously to herself. Without even thinking, she kept moving forward, desperately trying to get at the food, but Mira kept a tight grip on Hinata's hand. The young girl didn't stop though. She even started to lunge forward, forcing herself to move forward, wanting nothing more than to gorge herself. 'It all looks so yummy,' she thought to herself, 'it's wonderful. This place is wonderful. I gotta have it. I wanna eat it all." The outside world didn't even register to her anymore. Any thought of trying to appear respectful and professional went flying out the window. Her desire to eat skyrocketed beyond belief. Previously the thought of eating several helpings of dinner with dessert sounded good, but now it was different. Hinata wanted to eat all of it, every last crumb that was on those rows of tables, leaving not a single crumb behind, even if it meant turning herself into a human blimp. It just smelled that incredible. So Hinata kept pushing her body forward, barely paying any mind to her surroundings, eager to fill her hungry belly and lose herself in the magic wonderland of flavor.
"Hee hee, she's so adorable. Just look at her," one young woman said from the pack of women watching. It was a blonde lady with long, beautiful hair, looking to be around her twenties.
"I know, Charlotte. I've never seen anyone react like this girl is right now." Mira replied. She held both of Hinata's arms back while the young ninja girl was still trying to walk ahead like a zombie. She didn't even hear the villagers chatting around her.
"I'm guessing we really did a good job on dinner if she's acting like that." Giggled an older woman close by. This woman had long black hair, fair skin, and was around the age of forty. That said, she could easily pass as someone ten years younger as she took very good care of herself. She watched the squirming Hinata like an adoring mother would to their child.
"Not quite, Lenn. I truly believe there's more to it than that. I picked this girl out for a reason after all. You'll definitely see why once this is done."
"Hmm? Are you sure about that Mira?" asked Lenn as she walked over to Hinata and squatted down. "Well, I guess you're on to something after all. I sure hope so, because Hinata is just the cutest thing I've ever seen." Lenn placed her hand on Hinata's rumbling belly, slowly and lovingly rubbing it.
"Oh…ooooh!" Hinata, still completely unaware of her surroundings, responded to Lenn's motherly touch with a pleasant moan.
"Hee hee! You like that, sweetie?" the woman was thrilled by the response she got. With a lovely smile, Lenn added her other hand and then began to rub more vigorously.
"Ohhh! Ooooohh… Ohh! AHHH!" With an immediate response, Hinata moaned harder and louder, breathing heavily. Her voice was being slightly drowned out by the grumbling belly. Lenn seemed very happy from that response, and kept on massaging, and Hinata kept on moaning. There were some jealous remarks of "No fair!" and "Cmon Lenn, let us touch her too!" among the crowd as they enviously watched Lenn steal all the fun.
'Oh my, what's… this feeling? It's sooooo gooooood,' Hinata still had no idea what was going on around her. All her intoxicated mind could process was that her belly was feeling very good for some reason, and that she didn't want the feelings to stop.
"Alright ladies, listen up." Mira suddenly took on a more authoritative tone, probably something she was used to doing as a businesswoman, "I'm sure you're all aware of this already, but remember that Hinata is our beloved guest. I expect her to be treated with love and care at all times, and anyone I catch mistreating her will be severely punished. Is that all clear!?"
"YES, MIRA!" each of the villagers yelled out at once.
"Uh... wha?" the entranced girl was slightly broken out of her stupor at the sudden explosion of noise, although she was clearly still mostly out of it. Hinata blinked slowly like a drunkard, turning her head left and right in confusion.
"Don't you worry about that, Hinata," Mira whispered to her lovingly, "As long as you're here, you won't have to worry about anything anymore. Now come, it's time to fill that empty belly." Mira then looked over at Lenn, causing the woman to nod and cease her massaging, standing at Mira's side. Mira pulled on Hinata's arms slightly so that she was no longer bending forward, and then moved her hands up to Hinata's shoulders. With a firm push, she quickly guided Hinata to what she was really looking forward to ever since she first caught whiff of the scent: the dinner table.
'Oh gods, finally' Hinata thought eagerly as she felt herself getting closer to the food. Her mind was still clouded enough to prevent her knowing what was fully going on, but she was gaining enough sense to realize that Mira was behind her. She didn't need too much guidance for long though, as Hinata was now rapidly pacing to the nearest dinner seat. In just mere seconds, Hinata rushed herself to the seat and plopped herself down right away.
"Oooh Ms. Mira, everything smells so good! I can't wait!" Hinata squealed happily, surprising even herself at how expressive she was suddenly acting. She was finally lucid enough to string sentences together, mostly out of eagerness to eat, but it still caught her off-guard to hear herself speak with very little shyness.
"Ha ha, you like it?" Mira smiled as she sat down next to Hinata. "You're about to get some of the best my village has to offer." The remaining villagers all took their seats on the remaining dinner tables in the town square. Lenn sat herself to Hinata's right, her bright smile really making her look young for her age. The other women, though still visibly joyous, also had hints of envy that they had to sit further away from the guest of honor.
"You're going to love this one." Mira then pulled a rather massive plate over and placed it before Hinata. On the plate was easily an entire day's worth of food: several large slices of both turkey and ham covered with just enough gravy, a mountain of mashed potatoes half the size of her head that was topped with plenty of cheese, green onions and bacon, plenty of stuffing, several fluffy dinner rolls, and large mug of perfect spring water.
"Wow, it's amazing. Can I have it?" Hinata asked desperately, almost drooling. A small part of her chastised herself for not acting professional enough, but well… it was just a small part of her. The rest of Hinata's consciousness had only one desire.
"Dig in sweetie, and don't wait on us. Feel free to stuff yourself until you drop"
Hinata at this point was smiling more than she had ever did in her entire life. At last the wait was over. It was time to feast. She snatched up the fork and knife next to her with lightning speed worthy of a ninja, and eyed her meal like a predator. In a split-second, she determined the turkey as her first prey. It took only one more second for her to cut a piece and shove it in her mouth.
Heaven.
That was the only way to describe it. Heaven. An explosion, no, an eruption of flavor blasted Hinata's taste buds into pure euphoria. It was perfect. The texture, the seasoning, the juiciness, the flavor. All of it was out of this world. This delicacy was easily the best in the entire world, no question. Nothing that Hinata had ever eaten before could compare in the slightest, and she knew that nobody else could create something like this. Hinata's reaction was immediate. She let out a high-pitched moan, shut her eyes, and seized up. It was almost as if she were embracing herself to keep from bursting from the taste.
Mira giggled as she watched the girl experience her first bite. It didn't take a rocket scientist to know that she loved it, so Mira didn't even bother to ask. The rest of the villagers reacted similarly to Mira, enjoying themselves as they watched the young girl. None of the women seemed to be effected by the taste as they slowly ate their own dishes, perhaps a result of them being used to the sensation.
"Mhmmph, mmph, mmmph," after recovering from the overwhelming flavor, Hinata immediately went to work, chewing as fast as she could. Food is best enjoyed when eaten slowly, but Hinata was way too hungry to do that. After taking that first bite, it was like her appetite skyrocketed. There was no stopping her now. It didn't matter if the amount of food in front her was far beyond the amount that a small girl like her should eat. She was going to eat it, and she was going to devour it all, down to the last crumb. With a quick swallow, she immediately went for the next bite. This time she cut pieces of both the ham and turkey, scooped up a chunk of mashed potatoes, a little too much of it, and stuffed her face with all of it. Her cheeks puffed out as she enjoyed her second explosion of taste, which earned a few "aww"s from some of the villagers watching her. Normally, having a hundred different pairs of eyes watching Hinata would have driven her mad with embarrassment, but at this point, embarrassment was the furthest thing from her mind right now. After a few more seconds of chewing, she let out a massive gulp and swallowed the enormous portion, her throat jutting out a bit as it stretched to accommodate the huge load. Not even taking a second to pause, she quickly went for her third bite.
For the next few minutes, the air was full of sounds which to an outsider might have sounded like a ravenous wild animal. The young, usually shy ninja girl ate with little grace as she tore her meal to pieces. She constantly forced enough food that her cheeks stretched out each time, chomped it all down with incredible speed, and wasted no time going for the next one, occasionally taking the time to drain the mug of water. She was quite noisy too, constantly letting out moans, gasps, and loud gulps. The only thing civilized about her behavior was that she was at the very least still using utensils.
"Wow, just… wow," Lenn gasped in amazement, watching Hinata go, once again lost in her food-trance.
"I know, never seen anything like it," Mira agreed, although her expression was more impressed than shocked. Most of the villagers had more or less stopped eating entirely as they watched Hinata instead. And honestly, who could blame them? Hinata seemed like she was trying to set a world record for gluttony, eating so much and so quickly that even the obese members of the Akimichi clan would be stunned. At one point she managed to force a slice of ham and three dinner rolls in her mouth, and still was somehow able to devour all of it in mere seconds. This girl knew how to eat. It took only just a few minutes before half the plate was emptied, and Hinata still showed no signs of slowing down. The girl's mind had lost most of its rational thought, and the only things going through her head were 'Need to have more,' 'This is delicious!', and 'Still so hungry'. There was however, a new sensation that she had never felt before: an odd pressure that was slowly building up as she ate. As time went it on, it was clear what that pressure was; her belly. Hinata was never the type of person to stuff herself. She always dutifully ate what was necessary and rarely in excess. This time though, she was taking in far more than anybody should at one time. Far beyond the limits of what was healthy, yet for some reason it didn't hurt. For some reason her hunger didn't fade. Perhaps it was the fact that the meal tasted so good that kept her going, but whatever the truth was, Hinata didn't stop. The increasing pressure should have been a warning to stop, but instead, it felt like a reward. So she continued in the hopes that the pressure would get stronger. She ate to get her belly bigger just as much as she ate to satisfy her hunger.
Before dinner was even half-finished, Hinata's belly was stuffed, but she didn't stop. She shoved more slabs of turkey in her mouth, loving the taste and the feel of it going down her throat. With no other alternative, her stomach responded by stretching itself out more than what it was used to. Wanting to experience the pressure more, Hinata ate even faster, filling her cheeks with so much mashed potatoes that it looked almost comical. She could feel her belly get bigger by the minute, stretching inch by inch as it expanded, making her clothes feel tighter and tighter.
After a few more minutes, the mighty dinner plate was almost completely empty. All that was left were about five more dinner rolls and a slice of ham. With breakneck speed, Hinata rapidly took each dinner roll, one after another, and pushed everything into her mouth. Then, while still chewing, she used her fork and knife to cut the slice of ham into smaller pieces to make it easier. A moment later, she gulped loudly, her throat bulging as she took the huge load, feeling a nice sensation as her belly grew even larger. As soon as the last rolls went down, she skewered the remaining pieces of ham and devoured them as well not wasting a single second. Once that was done, she took up the mug and downed all the water that was left, enjoying the spurt of growth that it caused on her belly. At last, the incredible meal was over.
"PAAAAAAAHH~" Hinata exhaled loudly in relief. Man oh man was that GOOD. After nearly slamming the mug back on the table, the girl plopped back on her sleep like a weathered man who just got back from a hard day at work. This was the first time in her life that she felt so satisfied, even though all she did was have dinner. Perhaps the small things really were life's greatest pleasures, although after considering the amount she ate, "small" might not be the right word. She felt a warm afterglow wash through her body, making her feel relaxed and comfortable. Looking down slightly, she was surprised a bit when she saw a strange bulge coming from her jacket. It took her a few seconds before she realized that she was looking at her belly! She knew that it must have grown, but it was much bigger than expected. The petite girl watched in surprise at how her belly stretched out, giving her the appearance of a women nine months pregnant. Yet strangely enough, while the sensation was a little awkward, it wasn't painful. In a way, it actually felt kind of nice to see the proof of her deeds. She was almost tempted to touch her distended belly until-
"Great work sweetie! I'm glad you liked it," came a voice that shocked Hinata. She snapped her head up to meet Mira's pleased expression. Now that she had sated her appetite, Hinata was finally clear-minded again, and it was at that moment that she experienced the same feeling that any drunkard gets when they find themselves in an unknown environment after a night hitting the bottle. "Uhhh…" Hinata couldn't find the words to respond, going through another realization that she could barely remember what even happened the past few hours. She could remember the food, and the taste, and the sensations, but almost everything else was a blank. But before she went into yet another fit of shyness and apologizing, both Mira and Lenn grabbed her by the arms and lifted her up so that she was standing. Hinata suddenly flashed red when she saw that her enlarged belly was now visible for everyone to see.
"Oh my, look at that belly," one of the ladies in the distance murmured.
"She really ate it all. Wow." said another.
"That's so cute!" swooned a third.
"Alright ladies," Mira called out to the crowd of villages, most of whom still had relatively full plates of food, "I know we all want to get acquainted with our guest here, but the sun's about to set, and our little one needs her beauty sleep. Hinata is exhausted from her journey, so let her get some much deserved rest. We'll have plenty of time to have fun tomorrow. Now say goodnight."
"GOODNIGHT HINATA!" yelled the entire populace, causing Hinata to jump slightly and become somewhat confused. Before she knew it, Hinata found herself being practically dragged along by Mira and Lenn. Everything was happening so fast all of the sudden that she didn't know what to do. This definitely wasn't how diplomacy was supposed to work. She had expected to be making conversation the whole time until the dead of night, but she hardly said anything ever since her arrival. One minute Hinata was being smothered by Mira, then she was swarmed by beautiful women, then she pigged out on the biggest meal ever without talking to anyone, and now she was being whisked away to go to bed.
"Ah!" Hinata yelped slightly as she felt another new sensation. As she was being pulled along at a such a brisk pace, she could feel her belly churning and bouncing. It was a bizarre feeling that she couldn't describe, causing her gaze to fall down to the large bulge nearly bursting out of her jacket. It almost felt surreal knowing that the enormous meal she ate was all inside that normally tiny stomach, bouncing up and down as she felt the mass swirling around inside her. The relentless bouncing preoccupied Hinata's thoughts as she continued to be pulled towards her room. After a few minutes, the two older women guided Hinata to a rather comfy looking one-bedroom house. It was small and modest, but also with good quality furniture. There was a nice homely feeling to it as they walked inside.
Mira spoke up, "Here you go Hinata. You'll be sleeping here for the time being. We actually have a much better place for you being built right now, but it'll take a little more time until it's complete. Until then, make yourself at home okay?"
"And here's your bedroom," Lenn added, "There's a change of clothes in the closet, and the bathroom will have everything you need. Don't let us hold you up. Sleep as much as you want, and we'll continue things in the morning."
"O-okay," Hinata stammered a little sheepishly, still trying to take the whole situation in.
"Goodnight Hinata, sweet dreams," both ladies said at once, then they leaned down and gave Hinata a kiss on each cheek, causing her to yelp and blush. Nobody had ever kissed her anywhere before, so she was left stunned while Mira and Lenn left the house in high spirits.
After about a minute, Hinata let out a sigh and laid down on the soft and comfortable bed, finally having the time to gather her thoughts. 'Today was so weird,' she thought. Absentmindedly, she stroked her cheek with her left hand, remembering the sensation when she was kissed. In all honestly, it actually felt kind of nice. She couldn't help but feel like she was the village's daughter, with the villagers being a pack of mothers who loved to spoil her. Despite the constant stream of weirdness, Hinata had to admit that today was honestly pretty enjoyable. The people were nice as could be, the village itself was nice and homely, and the food was downright fantastic. Thinking about the food caused her belly to gurgle slightly. The young teen tilted her head up to look at her swollen belly, still so big that it made her indistinguishable from a heavily pregnant woman. Tempted to get a better look, Hinata quickly unzipped her jacket, and was surprised when she saw her belly get even larger now that it was no longer restricted. She didn't just look pregnant, she looked like she was carrying twins, maybe even triplets. Hinata then lifted up her shirt, exposing her pure white skin to the open air.
"Wow… I ate all that?" Hinata gasped, amazed at how big her belly was. It was both bizarre yet fascinating to see how much her stomach grew since she got here. Surprisingly, it still didn't hurt at all, just a sensation of pressure. Intrigued by the sight, Hinata reached out and starting stroking her belly with both hands.
"Oooooh", she moaned as she massaged herself. It felt very nice and relaxing to rub her belly. It was also kind of familiar too. Hinata vaguely remembered feeling this sensation not too long ago. The last hour was generally a blur. All she could remember was the food, the flavors, and the wonderful feelings they brought forth. Yet she also slightly remembered her belly feeling really good at one point, like somebody was rubbing her, and it felt amazing. Was it just her imagination? She didn't know for sure. That question would have to wait, along with many, many others she also had, such as: Why was the village entirely full of women? Why was the food so downright delicious? Why wasn't this village spoken about more when their food was so good? How was she able to eat so much?
Well, such things would have to wait until tomorrow. Mira was right, she was pretty tired. She spent days doing nothing but jump through trees, and that, combined with the enormous meal she ate, had caught up with her. Not even bothering to change her clothes, Hinata simply laid down, still rubbing her belly slightly. As weird as it sounded, Hinata honestly felt a little hungry. A part of her couldn't wait until breakfast tomorrow, and there was no doubt it would be delicious. Filled with images of food, Hinata slowly drifted to sleep. Her final thoughts were of her not being concerned about gaining weight. A little extra chub never hurt anyone after all.
Unfortunately for the young girl, once Bountiful Fields was done with her, Hinata would be gaining a lot more than a little extra chub. But that's a tale for another time.