Bountiful Fields

by Plump-Hinata

Hinata is sent on a mission to a small, remote village. However, when she arrives, she finds it to be filled with gorgeous women who want nothing more than to pamper her and make her belly big! As her body fattens, can Hinata resist their charms while figuring out why they love her so much, or will she fall into the depths of obesity? Contains weight gain, XWG, harem, lemon, yuri.

12. Embrace Your True Self

"There you go, Hinata. Relax. Let all that stress wash away."

"Aaaaahhhh~" Hinata sighed contently as she felt hot water pour all over her immense body. Because of her increased sensitivity and surface area, the soothing water and rising steam felt even better than usual. Rivers traveled between her breasts, under her arms, between her belly layers, along her back, and between her buttocks. Most of the water eventually fell to the floor, but much of it was trapped by Hinata's fat, causing several puddles to accumulate onto her flesh before ultimately overflowing into a waterfall that filled another part of her body. Hinata was like a living water fountain. Just by sitting, she created a beautiful sight of pure, steaming water cascading through every part of her. It took several shower heads dousing water to completely cover Hinata's body, but they did the job.

"Oooohhh," Hinata moaned again as her entire body shivered in pleasure. Hot showers always felt great, but now it was better than ever before. Just feeling the water and warmth was enough to make Hinata moan out loud. All of the tension that had built up in her for the past few hours rinsed down the drain, leaving Hinata trapped within a soothing whirlwind of bliss that she did not want to end.

Hinata currently bathed inside the large, royal, extremely fancy, golden bathroom located in Mira's house. Mira herself, having quickly changed out of her battle clothes into a simple black bikini, smiled warmly as she watched her beloved Hinata writhe in pleasure purely from being doused with water. It had only been a few minutes since the rest of the villagers ran off to their respective homes to cook breakfast, and Mira had decided that the best course of action was to let Hinata relax after going through all that stress. Using her incredible talent in ninjutsu, Mira alone was all that was needed to carry Hinata's massive form to her home. While Hinata was being carried, she initially worried how she was going to take a bath with her current size. She had become far too big to fit inside any of the doorways, but Mira apparently had a backup plan. After reaching the destination, Mira lifted Hinata over the roof, and to Hinata's surprise, the shingles and wooden support that made up the roof literally separated apart in order to make room.

"Just a little bit of matter manipulation," Mira bragged at the time, "My house is the only one set up like this though. We'll have to get the rest of the village remodeled for you."

"Amazing..." Was all that Hinata could say. There was seemingly no end to the feats that Mira Fields, or rather, Mira Uchiha, was capable of. After the roof had fully opened, Mira lowered Hinata's body into the bath where there was still plenty of room, and that's what led to the present, with Hinata enjoying her luxurious bath while Mira tended to her.

"My my, Hinata, you seem to be really enjoying yourself right now. Did you want a bath that badly?" Mira teased, having noticed Hinata's constant shivering and twitching. Hinata had a tendency to do that whenever she was experiencing a lot of pleasure.

"Hmmm... ahhh... it's because... even since I got so fat... I... ooohhhh," Hinata answered between sensual moans. It felt so good that it was hard to speak properly.

"Ah, I get it." Mira nodded in understanding. That was all she needed to hear to realize what Hinata was trying to say.

"So, you've reached the point where the mere act of existence brings you this much pleasure. You're quite amazing to reach that point, Hinata," Mira said, watching Hinata with an impressed expression. No one had ever reached Hinata's weight before, nor had any one ever possessed the overwhelming gluttony she did. It was a treat for Mira to witness just how much Hinata's body was affected by her specialized food.

"Ahh… feels so…" Hinata spasms increased as she moaned more. Smirking to herself, Mira leaned into the enlarged girl.

"All the more reason why I believe you were meant for this, Hinata. When I was still experimenting, I discovered that how a person reacts to my food depends on their inner desire. The more they love the idea of becoming obese, the more susceptible they are to my food's effects. You understand, don't you? You've gained so much weight because you love being fat, and your body is becoming sensitive to pleasure because deep down you wish for nothing more than to be fat and lazy for the rest of your life. Your body is simply rewriting itself according to what you desire. That's the real you, Hinata."

"Oooh… the real… m-me?" Hinata, in the midst of her growing pleasure, struggled to speak, but her mind, her soul, heard Mira's words loud and clear.

Mira said nothing in response, and simply smiled as she continued to watch Hinata with pride, enjoying every second of her behavior. If Hinata felt this good just sitting around, Mira knew that Hinata would love what she had in store for her next.

'Ooohh, so good. So waaarrm,' Hinata thought as her nerves went wild from every single drop of hot, soothing water. For reasons she couldn't pin down at the moment, something about Mira's words only set her off even more. She shuddered and squirmed nonstop, slightly bouncing her absurdly heavy body, but even the smallest bounces sent waves of jiggling through her skin, which only added to the sensation. Hinata knew there was nothing unusual about this bath. It was the same quality as it has always been, but it had never felt as amazing as this. Hinata couldn't hold her voice back. Constant sighs and moans released from her smooth lips every few seconds, and it only got better. Hinata knew her gigantic size was the cause of her enhanced pleasure, and she was too heavy to escape from it, much to her joy. It was the greatest, most relaxing feeling that she couldn't get enough of. So great was the feeling that Hinata literally felt the starting of an incoming orgasm well up inside her body, but unlike the intense explosions of before, this approaching orgasm felt more calming somehow. It was a different kind of pleasure that Hinata was truly experiencing for the first time. Hinata knew that being fat felt amazing, but this was on a whole different level.

"Oooooohhh… aaaaaahhh… hmmmmm… ooooohh…" Hinata moaned even more, squirming harder and jiggling more. Hinata couldn't believe it. She was about to cum. She was actually about to cum just from sitting down and getting a bath! Hinata lustful instincts took over. Her body continuously flexed again and again, rhythmically bouncing as she reached the upcoming peak. Hinata did not move at her relentless, frenzied pace though. Instead she moved slower, yet steadier due to this more "relaxed" orgasm. But the fact that it was steady did not make the pleasure any less overwhelming. Hinata felt it coming, slow yet unstoppable.

"Oohhh! OOooh! OooOOOHhhHH!" Hinata's vision went white as her eyes rolled up. This was it. This was the wonder of obesity. This was what life as an immense, giant blob of gluttonous fat was like. This was the life that Mira promised her. If being a beautiful fat angel felt this good, how on earth was Hinata going to be able to resist? Hinata couldn't stop it. It's coming. It's coming. It's coming.

"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH!" Hinata's mouth formed an oval shape as she came, and hard. Hinata's senses reached an even higher level of sensitivity when she hit climax, and she reveled in the endless pleasure that each drop of water brought her. The orgasm was massive, yet also slow. It coursed through her in waves, each one engulfing her mind and body. Soon, even a sweet scent tickled her nose. She didn't know why, but it only made things all the better. She had no time to think or wonder as the next drowning upsurge of pleasure came over her.

"MmmmmmmMMMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH!" Hinata yelled again, her voice wilder than before. The frightening and painful experiences that she went through just the last hour disappeared from her mind. It was amazing, mind-blowing. Hinata lost herself completely to it, and yet it didn't stop.

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!" Another tidal wave just as strong as the last hit her, feeling so great that Hinata wondered if she came again. The rivers of water groped her without a moment of reprieve. The heavy puddles that grew on her body squeezed her most sensitive spots, making her breasts press together, teasing her butt, and touching each layer of her belly. Hinata never knew water could be so perverted!

"OOOOOHHHHHH!" Hinata moaned constantly, unable to do anything but enjoy the pleasure her fatty body gifted to her. Hinata could have even sworn she heard slight giggling, yet her mind had no room to think about anything anymore. Instead, she felt it. She felt dozens of tiny, soft objects press against her sea of fat. Some felt like small, yet comfortable pebbles, while others were longer and firmer. As Hinata slowly came down from her current peak, the tiny recess of her brain that still had a sense of rationality realized that the tiny objects were hands and legs. There were others in the room. And the sweet scent grew stronger too. On a purely unconscious level, Hinata understood that the other villagers had returned, and the smell was what her body had craved more than anything. They had food. Lots and lots of food.

"Oooooohhhh!" Hinata's voice started to die down. Hinata's body craved pleasure, but more than anything, it desired to feed. Hinata's orgasm might have lovingly tortured her longer, but the knowledge that there was sustenance nearby was enough to bring Hinata down back to earth. Yet even still, there were at least a dozen more waves to go, each of them sending the budding angel to heavenly heights of bliss. In between each split-second she had to think, Hinata quickly darted her eyes down before instantly rolling up again. And during those tiny moments, she saw the other women climbing on top of her, wearing little more than tiny bikinis and loving smiles. But hovering aside their bodies were dozens, no, hundreds of plates of food.

The giggling intensified as Hinata felt more and more bodies embrace her all over, while still uncontrollably spasming every few seconds. Eventually a couple of warm bodies reached her head, and placed small smooches against her cheeks. The affectionate gestures made Hinata happy, though she couldn't reciprocate as she still spasmed for the next few minutes.

"Aaaahhhh…" It took quite a while, but Hinata finally reached the end of her orgasm. It must have been one of longest orgasms she had ever experienced. It wasn't the most pleasurable, but it was still more than enough to drive any human being insane. And even now, the afterglow left behind, combined with the warm bodies touching her, and the warm water washing over her caused Hinata to feel more comfortable and relaxed than ever before. Slowly blinking her eyes, Hinata's vision slowly returned to her. With a gentle sigh, she witnessed dozens of smiling, beautiful faces all around her. Her "servants" all wore bikinis that were just as tiny and revealing as Mira, and they did wonders to show off their perfect curves and sizable busts. But hovering next to the many women was a sight even more beautiful, and it was one that instantly made Hinata's mouth water: hundreds of extra-large plates containing extremely tall stacks of pancakes and waffles.

There had to have been at least a hundred stacked on each plate, and each one was decorated with toppings like a work of art. Whipped cream danced along each stack from top to bottom, coupled with streams of syrup and butter that traveled along them. Berries, chocolate chips, bananas, and powdered sugar were evenly spread on each layer, and the heat that emanated from them just screamed freshness. Some plates contained pancakes, and others had waffles. Some pancakes with thin, while others extra thick and fluffy, and Hinata spotted some of the waffles having what looked like fried chicken in them, an odd yet strangely appealing combination. In addition, each plate of food was surrounded by chakra-laden bubbles that preventing any water from the shower heads from touching and ruining her meal.

"Aaaahh! Breakfast!" Hinata yelled loudly, feeling such pleasure and happiness built up inside her that she couldn't help but shout it out. Opening her mouth caused the smell to enter her mouth and fill both her nostrils and lungs with delicious sweetness, which made it all the better. Hinata's belly roared immediately after, causing the plates to clatter and the walls to shake. The beautiful sight made her become overwhelmed with need. It was a crazy amount of food too, even by her extreme standards. There were enough stacks of breakfast to completely fill the spacious bathroom. It was just as much, if not more, than the absurdly large dessert she consumed last night. And even despite that, her appetite had not died down at all. The fatter Hinata got, the more she craved, and right now Hinata's mind had only one desire: to eat every single crumb that was before her.

Hinata's beloved caretakers all giggled from seeing the fat girl's reaction. Seeing her overcome with hunger never got old for them. They all gazed at Hinata with loving eyes, as if she were the most precious thing in the world, which made Hinata's heart become warm with affection. Charlotte and Nell, the ones currently lying next to Hinata's head, both spoke gently to her.

"My gorgeous angel," Charlotte cooed, "We finally finished. We've come to give you the nice, big breakfast you deserve."

"Yes, Hinata," Nell swooned, showing a very amorous expression, "We made sure to make as much as you need. We'll fill your poor, empty belly up."

"Ah… there's so much," Hinata moaned joyfully, unable to tear her eyes from the food. She unconsciously squirmed her fatty body, feebly trying to reach out to the food despite her immobility. Hinata had no intention of resisting her hunger anymore. Between the dessert, and her talk with Mira, Hinata's will to fight back against her gluttony had vanished. She knew that she could not, and did not, want to hold her hunger back. There was just so much food. It was wonderful. It was beautiful beyond measure. She wanted to eat it all. She wanted to eat it all so badly.

"Well done, girls," Mira complimented while still standing on the ground, "That should be enough to tie Hinata over until her even bigger lunch." Hinata flinched happily when she heard that last part. An even bigger meal after this?!

Mira then said to the fatty girl, "Hinata, now is the time you truly experience what it's like to be treated like the divine piece of perfection you are. Let us spoil you for the rest of your life. Let us love you the way you deserve to be loved. Eat our food. Accept our love. Don't lift a finger. Don't exert for even a second. Let us do anything and everything for you. It is only the least we can do for someone as lovely and wonderful as you."

Hinata shivered from Mira's words, feeling them reverberate through her body.

"All this… for me?"

"Yes, all for you." Nell whispered in Hinata's ear.

"Everything, now and forever." Charlotte added, planting a wet kiss on her cheek.

"Charlotte, will you do the honors?"

"Gladly, Mira." Charlotte smiled before bringing one of the many floating plates next to her. While she did this, Nell formed a hand sign and initiated a technique. Hinata's eyes widened as she saw Nell conjure up a bubble that appeared the same as the long bubbles that surrounded the numerous plates of food. But this time, the bubble was placed around Hinata's head. The fat girl gasped slightly as she felt the water on her head completely brush away, leaving Hinata's head and even hair completely dry. The bubble made sure that no water interfered with her feeding time, and the pocket of air allowed Hinata to enjoy her breakfast to the fullest.

"Open wide, my adorable angel." Charlotte levitated several pancakes over her hand, presenting the first of many meals of the day to Hinata, ready to stuff them completely whole into Hinata's willing mouth. Hinata couldn't say no even if she wanted to. With the pancakes so close, the smell became overwhelming, and one sniff was all it took.

"Aaaahhhhh," Hinata opened her mouth completely, accepting everything.

And then she felt the warm, fluffy sweet treat fill her mouth.

Breakfast had officially begun. Hinata went through the greatest comfort she could ever imagine. Delicious food, a hot shower, gentle massaging, and all of it at once. Charlotte seemed determined to make up for her earlier failure of not feeding Hinata before. She watched Hinata intently, ready to refill the hungry girl's mouth the very moment she swallowed. She fed Hinata pancakes and waffles whole, and Hinata was able to fit all of it inside her maw with ease. Hinata moaned gently as she felt her thoughts melt away. She poured every ounce of mental power in savoring the exquisite flavors of the dozens upon dozens of pancakes and waffles she ate, in addition to the sensual pleasure of the erotic touching blessed upon her body.

The villagers devoted themselves to Hinata with extreme fervor. No words were spoken. Instead they only released frantic moans, lustful sighs, and wet suckling. They tended to Hinata's body as if she were a deity. Their hands pressed, rubbed, and squeezed deeply into Hinata's flesh. They lavished their tongues over her many rolls of fat, wearing expressions of pure worship. They smothered her body with intense kisses, pouring every ounce of affection they had in each one. Nell and one of her clones caved their cheeks inward as they each sucked Hinata's nipples. Nell's eyes crossed in pleasure, as if the mere act of sucking Hinata's nipples was the most fulfilling act of her life. Other women squeezed their tongues between Hinata's massive butt, yet they were not bothered in the least by shoving their lips and tongue inside Hinata's back entrance. Instead they wore expressions as if they were the luckiest women in the world, blessed with a one-of-a-kind opportunity. None of the women pleasured themselves. Every ounce of attention was directed towards their angel. Yet despite the fact that they didn't touch themselves, the expressions on their faces were so blissful that they seemed ready to cum just by touching Hinata alone.

Hinata felt their sheer love and devotion through their touches, and it made her shiver in erotic joy. Their obsession was so wrong, yet so addictive. Not only did it feel good, it also made the food taste even better. It seemed that obsessive love was the best spice along with hunger. The combination of every heavenly experience would have made Hinata climax a dozen times over, but the taste of food, and her desire to eat kept her sexual bliss down to a manageable, yet still enjoyable level. It didn't take long for the amount of pancakes and waffles she devoured to reach into the hundreds, and she wasn't even a quarter of the way done. But that knowledge only excited her further, and increased her hunger even more. She ate faster, repeatedly bulging out her cheeks to the max and chewing frantically. There was even more food than she had originally thought, and it was only after she saw movement in the corner of her eye that she learned why. Every minute or so, another dozen full plates came flying in from the roof (which opened up just enough to make room), each with tall stacks of delicious pancakes and waffles.

'So much food!' Hinata's mind surged with joy when she realized there was plenty left. A small part of Hinata wondered what was wrong with her. She wasn't supposed to want to eat this much. This breakfast was going to be bigger than even the dessert she had last night. Yet instead of fear or hesitation, Hinata loved it. Her belly gurgled loudly as her endless desire enlarged further. Even despite the amount she had eaten, the idea of eating so much more brought her nothing but ecstatic eagerness. She loved food. She loved sweets. She loved hot baths. She loved being pleasured while eating. She loved belly rubs. She loved the many hands and tongues running along her body. She loved it all. Hinata didn't want it to stop. She wanted it to continue as long as possible.

"Ahhhummmmmfmff!" Hinata moaned loudly before being silenced by several whole pancakes shoved in her mouth, which she responded to by devouring them with enthusiasm. Soon, hours had passed. The number of pancakes, waffles, omelets, biscuits, sausages, and everything else she had eaten had definitely broken past four digits by now, yet it did not sate Hinata's appetite at all. She needed more. The flavors became tastier, her belly churned more, and Hinata's speed increased to a frantic pace.

'Aaah! Yummy! So Yummy! I'm so hungry! I need more! Mooooore!' Hinata couldn't speak with her mouth constantly full, so her opted to express her need in her head instead. The flavors drove her mad. Even by Bountiful Fields' standards, this breakfast was especially tasty. Why did it all taste so good? Why did it drive her hunger to even higher levels? Mira wasn't lying. With their desires unleashed, the women truly went all out, giving it their all to create the greatest paradise imaginable.

Beneath the sea of lazy bliss, a small part of Hinata's mind thought to herself.

'Is this what life as an angel is like? Is this what every day is going to be like for me from now on? This is only the first meal, and it already feels so amazing. How can I resist this?!'

But that inner dilemma vanished as soon as it came when an extra sweet pancake entered her mouth. Hinata moaned delightfully before losing herself again, chewing quickly.

Steam gathered in the bathroom to the point where it became hard to see, but none of the inhabitants were bothered by it. Despite the showers releasing water for hours, the seemingly endless water continued to flow, just as hot as when it began. The showerheads made the women dripping wet, causing the bikinis on their curvy bodies to become slightly transparent, yet they seemed unbothered by the heat, and didn't even appear tired despite massaging Hinata for hours, perhaps a result of Mira's alterations to their bodies. They didn't care for their own conditions, because their angel was far more important. They dutifully fed Hinata by the minute, their loving expressions not faltering for an instant. Several of them reacted with small, gleeful squeals when they felt Hinata's increasing fat press against them. Hinata, too, loved the warm tingling as she slowly gained weight. Her belly already poured outward a few feet before, and the constant flood filling up caused it gradually grow more. It was slight, but Hinata felt all of it. Her growing belly rose up in height, and her expanding hips and thighs lifted her more in the air. Her hands and feet felt even more comfy as her fatty arms and legs widened, and her round, full breasts enlarged as well, while still remaining perky and a mostly round shape.

Hinata's mind eventually turned into mush. She lost focus on everything but the taste of the food, the pleasure the women bestowed upon her, the growth of her body, and the pure sense of fulfillment doing what she genuinely loved. Her belly felt overstuffed, yet strangely empty at the same time, as if Hinata could fill it up even more, which she had every intention of doing. She followed her inner urges, obediently opening her mouth to receive her next bite without breaks. She ran her tongue over the soft pancakes, crispy waffles, tender crunchy chicken, creamy whip cream, sweet berries, and everything else. The human body was programmed to enjoy a stimulation less and less over time, and to eventually get sick of something if they indulged in it too much. But that didn't happen with Hinata. She had eaten thousands of pancakes and waffles by now, but each one was just as tasty as the last. Every morsel still made her taste buds cry out in bliss, and her brain still demanded more every time she gulped one down. All of that, combined with the relaxing shower and gentle touches on her body made this the most comfortable experience of her life. There was nothing to interrupt her enjoyment. Nothing but endless heaven, and Hinata relished every moment of it.

Soon, a new ticklish sensation joined in as several of the women began to lather Hinata's body up with soap. Hinata was too lazy to determine where everyone was, and offered no resistance as she felt her entire body, in addition to her hair, covered with soap. Despite the fact that Hinata was still continuously drenched with water, none of the soap washed off. She idly noticed that the bubbles of the soap worked the same way as the large air bubbles that covered her face and the food, acting as a barrier to prevent water from entering. Yet despite this, Hinata was still fed without a hitch, much to her joy. Satisfaction welled up inside her the same way it did for anyone after a nice, clean bath.

"Hm!" Hinata grunted as the air bubble around her head suddenly gave way, and her entire head was rinsed with water. Thankfully, Charlotte took the time to stuff her mouth beforehand, making Hinata's mouthful nice and safe for her to eat. The rest of her body was rinsed as well, and all of the soap became washed off, apparently having lost its water-repelling properties. The villagers separated the layers of flesh apart before dousing them with water, so not a spot was missed.

After finishing with a loud gulp, Hinata parted her lips for more, but was surprised when the next mouthful didn't come. In addition, the flow of water had stopped as well. The showerheads had all shut off. Opening her eyes, Hinata focused her sight to see what was the holdup.

"There we go. All done!" Mira's voice broke through the silence that had lasted for hours. It was the first sound heard other than running water, Hinata's gluttonous noises, and her gurgling belly. Glancing around, Hinata saw that she was indeed done. There was no more food in sight. The only thing she saw were stacks of empty plates scattered through the entire bathroom. There was hardly any open space left. Practically every inch of the bathroom was nothing but plates.

'No way… I ate… all that?' Hinata had become so lost in her own pleasure that she didn't realize how much she ate. She lost all sense of time, and gave little thought to anything else. Though she could no longer see what she ate, Hinata most certainly felt it. An immensely strong, yet completely painless, pressure built up in her belly, and its digestion was so active that her belly jiggled and bounced on its own without any movement on Hinata's part. Her belly rumbled, churned, and burbled as it converted its breakfast into chakra and fat.

"How was it, Hinata? Was it good?" Charlotte asked with anticipation. The blonde fluttered her eyes, eager to hear her response.

"It was… amazing." Hinata did not lie. She spoke her honest thoughts.

What followed was a swell of glee so great that Hinata practically tasted it. The many women surrounding her all let out sounds of joy and relief before hugging her endless fat.

"My angel… thank you, thank you for forgiving me!" Charlotte practically cried as she wrapped her arms around Hinata's thickened neck, sounding no different than a lovestruck teenager who just made up with her boyfriend.

"Forgive?" Hinata slurred out, not all there mentally due to the non-stop hours of blissful feeding she went through.

"That's right," Mira jumped in, "These girls have been very naughty for not satisfying you enough, Hinata. Of course, a simple breakfast is still rather paltry for your needs, but at least it's a step forward, isn't it?"

Hinata's eyes flickered in understanding after a short moment, and the fatty girl let out a wide smile.

"D-don't worry everyone. It was delicious. I've already forgiven you." Hinata spoke loudly, trying to sound as benevolent as possible, though the way the women all tightened their embraces proved that her words were effective.

Hinata giggled from the sheer amount of happiness inside her. That constant feeling of pleasure became stronger after eating such a massive breakfast. There were no words in the world that described how amazing it felt. The sheer wonder of being immobile was nothing short of mind blowing. It was so good that Hinata was more than willing to play along with everyone's antics. If they wanted forgiveness, then Hinata gave it without hesitation. She wasn't even angry with them in the first place, but that didn't matter. So long as they gave her this much wonderful food, Hinata was content.

"B-but Hinata, this won't satisfy you, right?" Nell shy voice piqued up, the adorable dark green-haired girl peeking at Hinata from behind the massive tit she had spent hours licking and sucking.

"That's right, Nell," Mira added, "It'll take MUCH more than this to please our angel. In fact," Mira looked up towards to open sky where the roof was still parted from her jutsu, "It's already noon. Let's get the next phase under way."

"Yes!" Nell said determinedly before disappearing in a puff of smoke. To Hinata's surprise, both Nells disappeared, which caused her a bit of shock as she had thought the real Nell was here the whole time with just one clone. But instead, it turned out both were clones.

Seeing the look on Hinata's face, Mira teased her, "You're going to love this next part, Hinata. Nell and Lenn have been preparing something extra special for you."

The promise of more pampering made Hinata twitch slightly in excitement. She couldn't hold back the growing smile on her face, which was all the confirmation the ladies needed. What followed next went by rather quickly. After the long, relaxing shower ended, the villagers covered Hinata almost head to toe with dozens of large towels. Some towels were moved by hand, though many others moved on their own, controlled by chakra. The women dutifully made sure to run each towel between Hinata's fat rolls, not missing a spot. Some of the women blew massive gusts of warm air from their lips, a wind jutsu most likely, which served to dry the enormous girl. Hinata giggled and moaned from the constant touches applied to her sensitive skin.

'Oh gods, there's no way I can resist this.'

Hinata did not have a single complaint over her treatment so far. Because of everything she had gone through ever since her diet started, Hinata had forgotten how amazing it was to have a hundred beautiful women wait on her hand and foot. But now those memories came rushing back, and Hinata became reminded of the feeling of being treated like royalty. She remembered the feeling of being awoken and receiving a luxurious bath. She remembered the feeling of lazily relaxing while being massaged. She remembered the intense burst of joy she felt whenever she received their words of praise. She remembered the swell of lust whenever she watched them submit to her, love her, obey her. The only difference was that Hinata's increased weight and sensitivity made everything even better, even harder to resist, and even more addictive.

Servants.

That word came back into her mind, and Hinata's nipples hardened in arousal as she watched the women drying her body.

'If I accept Mira's offer, then everyone will be my… They will serve me every day. Feed me all the time. They will be mine. Mine…'

Hinata's arousal grew as her mind turned dirty. Her immobile body caused slow yet powerful waves of pleasure through her body, which made her release quiet yet increasingly erotic moans. As she shivered and spasmed, her beautiful servants applied the finishing touches, drying her body up. Afterwards, they covered Hinata's body with their own special brand of moisturizing lotion. Hinata sighed contently as the cool lotion was welcome after spending so many hours in warmth. As they did their work, Charlotte complimented her.

"You're so beautiful, Hinata. There's nothing in this world that compares to you."

Many murmurs of agreement joined in as the others continued to rub the cream into Hinata's skin.

"It's true, Hinata. You're more gorgeous than anything else."

"We love how big and fat you are."

"Please let me make you even more beautiful."

"OOOH!" Hinata moaned much louder this time, feeling the pleasure become much stronger. No matter how many times they did it, Hinata never got tired of receiving praise. That, combined with their firm rubbing, and her expanding body, made the feelings all the better. If they kept this up, Hinata might reach another climax. As Hinata began to rhythmically expand and contract her body as much as her fat allowed, Mira encouraged the others.

"That's it, girls. Watch the way Hinata reacts to you. Just look at how much she loves what we're doing to her. Listen to how much she moans. She feels so good that it's driving her mad. Yet even now, she still wants more."

"She wants more? Is that true, Mira?" One of the women next to Mira asked.

"Yes, Hinata wants more. She's still so hungry and needy. She's needs more love and more food. She's still a growing girl, and we must do more to satisfy our angel. Just look at her. Even now, she's starving and begging for another meal, and she wants to cum so badly."

The surrounding women all gave Hinata intense stares, each of them showing nothing but determination and desire.

"Then we must serve her more."

"We need to feed her more."

"We need to pleasure her more."

Hinata moans became more frequent as her devoted slaves groped her with more fervor. Hinata's mouth was too preoccupied to deny Mira's words, and to be honest, the last thing Hinata wanted was for them to stop.

"Ahh.. oooh! I'm… I'm going to… going to-"

Hinata's movements turned fast and desperate, bouncing her heavy body constantly as the pleasure within her became too much for her to take. A wild smile appeared on her chubby face, and her eyes rolled up and lost focus.

"Yes Hinata, cum! Accept our love. Cum so we can make you cum again!"

"Ahhh… ahhhhh… AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!"

Hinata's mind fell into a storm of pleasure as she came again, thrashing her body in non-stop spasms. She moaned and screamed, letting the orgasm send her mind into nirvana. And as she came, the villagers reacted with joyful smiles, glad at seeing their angel feel good. They squeezed her flesh, paying special attention to her nipples and all other sensitive spots, doing their best to prolong the orgasm as much as possible.

Several minutes later…

Hinata let herself relax as her servants carried her back towards the village center. After going through such an intense orgasm and a delicious breakfast, Hinata felt like she was on top of the world, and even now she still went through a constant, unstoppable sensation of tingly pleasure due to her body gaining weight by the minute. It was absurd how good everything felt.

Hinata had been dressed up with little more than a few garlands of purple and lavender flowers that only just barely covered her nipples, and the others she wore were little more than decorations for her growling belly and massive butt. Thankfully, the day was beautiful with a comfortable temperature and a clear blue sky. However, as they approached the town center, Hinata noticed a stark difference.

"Whoa…"

The obese angel gasped when she saw what resided in the town center. Several tall pillars were placed along the ground, each of them decorated with flowers and lavender colored silk cloth that surrounded each pillar while also connecting them together. Floating in between the pillars, supporting by glowing lavender chakra, were several paintings, which Hinata recognized as the paintings she had seen yesterday, all of which depicted her in various poses. There were also several long seats arranged in rows that lead to the center, where there was a massive, cushioned throne. The building was outlined with numerous grills topped with sizzling food, and more than a few plates filled with meat and vegetables.

Hinata's first thought was that it was like a church. An open-air church that wasn't fully enclosed, but instead blended in more with nature, having no roof or walls. But the way the seats were aligned, and how everything was set up to lead up to and emphasize the throne, it felt like a church, or maybe even a royal castle. It was clearly unfinished, having just started construction for what was probably no more than a few hours, but Hinata felt a sharp tingle between her legs and shivered in excitement nonetheless.

She understood why, too. She knew what this was meant for. Mira wasn't kidding when she said to remake this village into a shrine. This was just the beginning. Hinata saw what was one of the first of many creations that would be dedicated to her, elevating her from a simple girl to a divine being of reverence. It was just like when she saw her statue. Hinata experienced that same feeling. She didn't fully understand it then, but she did now. It was the sheer thrill, the massive boost of ego. That feeling of superiority. The indulgence of the idea that she wasn't a regular human, but a queen, a ruler, an angel.

And Hinata understood something else too. That the feeling of indulging in such beliefs aroused her like nothing else. Just the mere thought of sitting in that massive throne made her nipples instantly harden, her privates warm, and her body tingle with desire. It was only her first time seeing it, but she desperately wanted to sit there. She desperately wanted that attention.

But that wasn't the end of it, either. Hinata experienced another twinge of arousal when she saw occupants waiting for her. While the others were feeding her in the bath, this group of women were obviously hard at work building the church. She spotted Nell, Lenn, Kokona, and many others. However, they were all wearing outfits that Hinata had never seen before.

They all wore religious nun habits, but in a different, and very sexualized style. The cloth was mostly lavender in color, and was both very tight and very revealing. The habits were almost completely open in the front, and reached down to just barely cover their butts. It was only because of the clothes on their sides, hips, arms, and head covering that Hinata was able to recognize it as a nun outfit, because outside of that, the front was almost entirely bare. A series of shibari-style bondage ropes connected the two halves of the outfit together. They were perfectly arranged to barely cover their nipples and vaginas, but just barely enough that a single wrong movement would cause them to be revealed entirely. Some of the women were turned around so Hinata would receive a good look from the back, and the rear side was just as scandalous. Most of the back was exposed, and it was cut low enough that the upper-portion of their buttcracks were visible. Most of the women weren't wearing any kind of underwear, which only increased the eroticism. Like the front, there were more rope-like strings that connected the two halves, but unlike the front, the strings were shaped into a mysterious symbol, though one she couldn't identify at the moment.

Though the exposed portions were the most eye-catching, the clothed portions were still a sight to see. The lavender-colored material was flawlessly made without a single tear, blemish, or wrinkle. Stitched into them were a colorful set of embroideries that were all modeled after her body in some way, usually a depiction of her chubby face, bountiful breasts, giant butt, or especially her mountainous belly. Many of them were very elaborate. On Kokona's sleeves were stitchings of Hinata in various states, almost like an evolution chart, starting from her initial skinny body, to her as slightly chubby, then obese, and finally at her current, immobile, beyond obese state. Many of the other ladies had elaborate works of their own, usually showing Hinata being fed, posing flirtatiously, or being pleasured. The decorations came in various forms, but what they all had in common was that they were all centered around her. Yet another visual representation of the obsession they had for her.

But there was another similarity that Hinata noticed. There was a common, recurring symbol that repeatedly appeared on the religious habits. It was the same symbol as the ones that appeared on the exposed backs of the outfit. At first glance she thought the symbol was an eye, but on closer inspection noticed that it was something else. What she initially saw as a pupil was actually a navel, and the roundish object was a belly, her own belly specifically. Coming from behind the belly were angelic-like wings that wrapped around the belly, and a halo that surrounded the whole thing. A fatty belly with wings, surrounded by a halo. A strange idea for a symbol, but one that communicated the ideals of the one wearing it.

Hinata understood what it meant. It was just like a religion. Every religion needed a symbol. A decal that represented the most important parts of its identity. Bountiful Fields viewed Hinata as an angel, which explained the wings and the halo-like ring that surrounded it. And of course, they cherished her fatty body, which explained the fact that her belly was front and center, easily the most important part of the symbol. The belly was depicted as bloated and massive as it could fit into a recognizable symbol. It represented love, divinity, and gluttony. Everything that Bountiful Fields stood for.

Hinata smiled.

She felt that rush get even stronger. That same emotionally needy, ego-centered, rush of bliss that came whenever she saw their obsessive love given form. She knew it was twisted, creepy, and immoral, which only made the rise of pleasure that much stronger. She couldn't stop a moan from escaping her lips, feeling her mind fill with all manner of naughty fantasies on what they were planning to do to her. Even her belly seemed to react, as it grumbled and burbled even more, rapidly digesting its fill so it could receive more. Hinata wanted all of it. Her damaged self-esteem was a black hole, always needing an endless supply of love, attention, and validation. And her body too, needed an endless supply of food. Hinata wanted their food. Hinata wanted their devotion. She couldn't wait for all that food to enter her mouth, and for all these beautiful women to lavish her with loving obsession.

"Welcome to your church, my perfect angel," Lenn said as she bowed deeply, her formal behavior at odds with the erotic clothes that showed off her gorgeous curves. With an apologetic tone, she continued.

"Please forgive us for not having it done, but we promise you that in time it will be a magnificent wonder. Allow us to give you our apology by feeding you this meal and offering our prayers to you."

All of the other "nuns" bowed along with Lenn, which Hinata noticed caused their habits to rise up, definitely revealing their bare bottoms to anyone who looked. Hinata, however, felt no anger. With all this delicious smelling food, and their gorgeous outfits made just for her, the young girl felt nothing but excitement, gratitude, and a very, very intense hunger.

"It looks amazing," Hinata complimented with full sincerity, "You all look so beautiful. Thank you for giving me all of this." Though truthfully, Hinata enjoyed the fact that Lenn apologized. Her increasingly corrupted mind relished the fact that these women always wanted to give her more, and it became harder for Hinata to fight against her gluttonous urges.

Lenn and the others all shivered in happiness. Raising her head, Lenn revealed an overjoyed smile, "Thank you for your forgiveness, my angel. You are always so kind with us. You are without a doubt a dream come true." All of the others nodded in agreement, causing Hinata to experience another tingle of arousal.

"Lenn, I leave the rest in your hands," Mira said to her older sister, "Show Hinata the love and devotion an angel like her needs, and Hinata," Mira turned to her, "Enjoy it to your heart's content. The rest of us will get ready for the next event."

Mira's bikini-wearing group then moved to transfer Hinata to Lenn's habit-wearing group. Hinata felt herself being hovered by a different set of chakras, enjoying the feeling of being pampered due to gentleness they handled her with. As the religious women carried Hinata to her "throne", she looked around, admiring the church made for her. She didn't care that it wasn't done. Just the idea that she had a church dedicated to her was more than enough. She liked the well-crafted pillars and arches, the decorative flowers, the paintings and smaller sculptures of her, and most of all, the numerous grills lined along the walls, sizzling with food, accompanied by numerous filled plates, and partnered with an attentive nun that threw Hinata a loving smile. Her belly intensified its growling, letting the nuns know that Hinata was still a growing girl who needed lots of food. Hinata's body was turned around as they reached the throne, and the fat girl sighed pleasantly as she was placed upon the comfortable cushions.

'All this is mine… mine… mine…' the throne's height granted Hinata a vantage point to see the entirety of her church, her followers, and the cooking grills. Hinata's mind delved further into lust and pride as the sight burned into her memory. The idea of being an angel. Being the ruler of the world. Everything that Mira promised her. It had never felt more like a real possibility than it did now. And just as it felt real in her sight, it also became a real temptation in her mind. Hinata felt her body, her urges, her essence, all cry in a unified voice to accept it. There was still a part of her that clung to her duties as a ninja, but it was at a clear disadvantage, and if this glorious treatment continued, then it would be quashed for good. Something that Mira had full intent on doing.

"Aaaahh," Hinata sighed dreamily as she took in the many delicious scents, relaxing comfortably on her throne. Her fatty arms couldn't even reach the armrests, and her enormous butt and thighs almost completely covered the bottom half. Truthfully, Hinata was so utterly obese that her fat nearly hid the entire throne from view, but it didn't bother her. Hinata's own body was the most comforting of all, and the throne still served its purpose in elevating her pride. That said, the cushions were still extremely soft and durable. She could tell they were enhanced by some sort of jutsu to remain cool and supportive despite having to hold her literal thousands of pounds of weight. She welcomed anything to make her endless comfort even stronger.

"Hmmmmm," She moaned again, taking another deep whiff of the next meal being prepared for her. Her enhanced sense of smell picked out everything being made: beef, chicken, onions, rice, soy sauce, teriyaki, cheese, bread, and so much more. Though she was relaxed, Hinata's belly vibrated and jiggled, converting its oversized load into more fat cells to further enhance Hinata's beauty. As the minutes passed, the absurdly massive breakfast from before was rapidly broken down and digested, and her belly turned less taut, while gradually becoming bigger and fatter. But left in the aftermath was a now quickly emptying belly, and Hinata found herself getting rather hungry.

The sounds coming from her belly transitioned from digestive churning to a raging roar, shaking the pillars and stovetops.

"Ah, please forgive us Hinata. Your lunch will be done in just a few moments." Lenn apologized as she trotted up to Hinata, her curves and bust bouncing as she ran, straining her already tight clothes.

'Gods! I already ate so much. How am I still hungry!?' Hinata couldn't believe her own appetite. Her breakfast was greater than the massive dessert she had from yesterday. It took Hinata outright starving herself to be willing to eat that much, yet here she was, not even a single day later, and she was on the track to exceed that amount with ease. And what's more was that Hinata knew she'd be able to eat much, much more. Her mind and body didn't protest at all to the idea of gorging herself once more. In fact, the opposite was true. Her mental urges demanded that she stuff herself full again, and Hinata couldn't help but agree. Just smelling that food, hearing that sizzling, imagining the exquisite flavor, experiencing the feeling of an overstuffed belly again.

'Oooh! I gotta have it! I don't care! I wanna eat again. I wanna eat again so bad!'

"AUGH! Oooh, f-feed me! I'm still so hungry. Feed me. Feed me!" Hinata begged as she squirmed her endless flesh as much as she could, which sent jiggling waves through her skin. At the sound of her voice, several women rushed to Hinata's belly, gently massaging it while they whispered words to soothe Hinata's mood.

"Oh, you poor thing. Shh, it's okay, baby. We'll get you filled up right away," Lenn cooed as she used her special technique to give Hinata an enhanced belly rub.

Hinata moaned as she felt a multitude of small hands rub her belly, which pleased her greatly due to her extra-sensitive skin. Hinata drank in the feeling of being spoiled. Their touches were welcome, but more than anything else, it was the way they smothered her with attention that Hinata loved. It made Hinata more needy, and her feeders never ceased to give Hinata everything she wanted in return. An endless cycle designed to make Hinata as dependent as possible, and it worked magnificently.

"Ahh, yes! Touch me more," Hinata moaned again, greedily encouraging their devotion to her, "Hmm! Thank you, thank you. Ahh, I can't wait. Please feed me!"

The women surrounding Hinata all quivered in pleasure as their angel gave them orders. They lavished Hinata with their loving gazes, eyes filled with love and devotion.

"Anything for you, sweetie." Lenn said before gently planting a loving kiss on Hinata's belly. Hinata's demands disrupted the ceremony the ladies were planning, but none of them were the least bit bothered by it. Hinata's desires overrode anything else, and that's precisely how they wanted it.

The way they acted was not lost on Hinata either. She saw the way they practically melted in their presence, and how eager they were to obey her orders. It felt amazing. So much that Hinata felt a growing arousal join her hunger. Mira had turned them all into obsessive cultists, and Hinata got off on taking advantage of it. The immorality of it only made the act even more enticing.

It didn't take long for food to reach Hinata's lips once again. Her caring servants hastily took several of plates which were already filled up, and sent them flying near Hinata's head. The plates were soon accompanied by four women, each of them wearing expressions filled with nothing but a desire to serve. No more than mere seconds later, the four ladies all took a combination of hearty steaks, large, overstuffed sandwiches, and presented them to the starving angel. Hinata stretched her jaw wide open, and experienced the heavenly feeling of devouring yet another massive meal.

"Hmmmmm," Hinata moaned contently as she took a massive bite off a sandwich that was filled with layers of meat, vegetables, cheese, and an unknown yet delicious sauce. The hot, toasted bread and tender meat made her want to sing in joy from the flavor, though she opted instead to just gobble the whole thing up. Everything felt right whenever Hinata ate. She loved the taste, and wanted nothing more in that moment than to eat everything down to the very last crumb.

"She's so beautiful."

"I love it when you eat, Hinata."

"Please grow fatter for us, Hinata."

"Let us feed you forever."

The four surrounding women all heaped words of love and praise to Hinata. They all wore those same nun outfits. The women, named Maki, Taniba, Lila, and Chiyo, were all around a decade older than Hinata, and each of them was converted by Mira several years back. All four were of course, beautiful and full-figured. They rarely got the chance to feed Hinata up close, thus they were given the opportunity by Lenn in order to make sure every woman got their chance to bond with their angel, and they treated it as a special opportunity. They watched in awe as they fed Hinata mouth-stretching sandwiches, giant steaks, and more, admiring the angel's overweight beauty and endless hunger.

"Hmmm," Hinata grunted slightly. An idea had suddenly come to her. While it was true that Hinata wanted to keep eating, she was also curious, and eager, to see what this supposed "ceremony" was about. Though her desire for doing so wasn't for the most noble of reasons. Hinata knew that whatever the religious ritual was would ultimately center around her, and her increasingly perverted mind wanted to see how far the women here were willing to go for her. Hinata didn't want to wait until after she was done eating, especially with her seemingly endless appetite. It wouldn't be a problem, Hinata figured. She could easily eat and listen at the same time, and such multitasking had increasingly become a necessity for her.

After Hinata emptied a few dozen plates of food, she quickly took the chance to speak before her mouth got filled with barbeque ribs again, "Hm, ah, Lenn. I-Is it alright if you continue the ceremony? You don't have to wait for me."

"You want us to start, Hinata? A-are you sure, sweetie? You don't have to force yourself. We can always delay it until after you're done. We'll have to reschedule things a little bit, but it won't be a problem. We can always accommodate your appetite." Though Lenn tried to put Hinata first, the fat girl could tell by the slight bit of eagerness in Lenn's voice that she really wanted to initiate the ceremony. Knowing that detail just made Hinata more determined. That said, Hinata still used the opportunity while Lenn spoke to steal another mouthful of food.

After swallowing, Hinata leaned her head back and let out a massive, twenty-second-long belch that caused the entire "church" to vibrate dangerously. Though nothing had fallen, another few belches like that might have caused the whole thing to collapse. Then, like nothing happened, Hinata simply responded, "It's okay Lenn. You don't have to wait. Please, do it right now. I'll be just fine."

Lenn gasped in joy after being given permission, "Oh, thank you Hina-bunny! You're always so considerate to us. We'll make it worth your attention, I promise!"

Hinata smiled inwardly to herself, confident that she made the right decision. Even if she is technically meant to be a ruler, it's not as if Hinata wanted to be a cruel ruler. If these women were going to be her literal servants dedicated to her every need, then the least she could do was return some of the kindness. As Hinata's mouth was stuffed yet again, she did her best to chew the food while also watching intently as the "church ladies" organized themselves in rows in front of her. Hinata was grateful for the fact that it wasn't that difficult splitting her attention between food and watching the events unfold. The explosive flavor was strong enough to make her enjoy it even while she took focus away from it.

"Mm?!" Hinata let out a surprised grunt with her mouth full. Singing. Hinata heard the most beautiful singing, as if it came from the very angels of heaven. Looking down, she saw two rows of nuns, lined up perpendicular to her along each wall. There had always been singers in Bountiful Fields, but their voices were far more beautiful than she had ever heard them before. Though it was faint, Hinata felt slight pulses of chakra coming from their mouths. They sang in a language that Hinata did not recognize, yet there was something about it that gave her the feeling that the song was about her. Their voices carried a tone of devotion, love, and subservience. The singing was so lovely that Hinata became a little self-conscious of the noise her rumbling belly made. While her belly was quieter now that Hinata had another large meal to fill it with, its digestion was quite audible. Fortunately, none of the singers appeared to be bothered by her, and the girls around Hinata's head fed her with an eagerness that showed that they wanted her to keep eating.

As they continued to sing, the remaining women all clasped their hands in prayer. And as they did so, the lighting of the entire open-air church shifted. The very sunlight itself dimmed slightly, casting a great shade over the entire village, all except for Hinata herself. Rays of sun illuminated the church, though the most radiant beam of all was centered on Hinata herself, like a spotlight. This was further enhanced by visible streams of colorful chakra that slowly revolved around her corpulent body. The overweight girl's emotions swelled as the very environment itself seemed to revolve around her. In that moment, Hinata felt that she had become more than just the focal point of Bountiful Fields, but the focus of the very nature itself. The spectacle amazed Hinata such that she actually stopped chewing for several seconds. Though she was mostly certain that the sky for the entire world hadn't changed, the mere fact that it at least appeared to be still shocked, and elated her.

Hinata's attention was temporarily captured by an extra juicy burger held in front of her, which she proceeded to chomp down quickly due to how tasty it smelled. After she had the whole thing in her mouth, she resumed watching the sight before her, and saw Lenn slowly walk up to her belly, still holding her hands in prayer. Once Lenn reached her, she turned around to face the women. The moment she did, the singers quickly stopped, and everything went quiet. Even the birds and insects from the outside stopped, as if everything quieted down purely for Hinata's sake.

"Ladies of Bountiful Fields, I am very pleased for us to have finally achieved our greatest dream. Just think of how many times we've dreamt of this very day. We've lived our entire lives aimlessly and without purpose. We had nothing to look forward to other than endless, excruciating days filled with misery as we existed purely for the sake of an uncaring society and trapped in bloody wars. I remember those days all too well, and every day I wished to run away from it all."

"Yet everything changed the fateful day that I received that dream, or rather, a vision. A vision sent by the very same beautiful, gorgeous, utterly perfect angel that sits before you now."

Hinata blushed as she felt the many nuns gaze upon her with adoring gazes.

"Our angel, our precious angel, promised to rescue all of us from our despair. One by one, she appeared in our dreams, showing us true happiness that she would bestow upon the world. She showed us her beauty, her kindness, her patience, and above all else, her hunger. Perhaps for many of us, the sight of her form for the first time was strange to us. The sight of an angel with such a size went against what our old homes taught us to strive for. But as we all soon learned, her immense body captured our minds in ways that we could not understand, and she remained in our thoughts even as our minds tried to convince us it was wrong. Little by little, she taught us, trained us, and revealed to us how much better the world could be if we simply just threw our old, pathetic lives away, and embraced her warm, endless flesh. I still remember how it was for me. Every time I indulged in fantasies about her, I'd feel my very soul fill with her love and warmth. Every time I thought about touching Hinata, holding Hinata, kissing Hinata, feeding Hinata, I would just…"

Lenn paused for a moment to hold her own body, trembling in pleasure. Such behavior would normally be inappropriate for a situation like this, but this was no ordinary sermon. After recovering, she continued with her voice dripping with passion.

"Hinata's love filled me more each day. I couldn't stop thinking about her, and soon she became my everything. She gave me a purpose: to live as her loyal servant, feeding her and making love to her every day. And the moment I embraced that feeling, I felt the greatest happiness in the world. All of my life's despair vanished, and I knew what I was meant to be. What WE were meant to be."

The nuns all revealed expressions of empathy and understanding. They were not taken aback by Lenn's words, but rather the opposite. They all felt the same as she did.

"And now…" Lenn turned towards Hinata, the older woman's voice colored with breathless desire, "Our angel has blessed us with her presence at last. Of course, our angel was clever. She couldn't reveal her true beauty right away. She came to us in disguise, hidden in a tiny, skinny form. It was her way of testing us, to see if we were capable of pleasing her. However, our efforts were not nearly enough to satisfy Hinata. We were too selfish, too greedy, too sinful. Yet despite all of that, Hinata accepted us anyway. She accepted us even though we failed to return that kindness."

Still facing Hinata, Lenn lowered down to her knees, and held her arms apart in submission.

"We must atone for our failure."

The moment she finished speaking, a blue aura of chakra appeared on Lenn's body, causing Hinata to stop eating in surprise. It wasn't just Lenn either. Countless markings appeared all along the church floor, markings which radiated with intense power, and coalesced into a circle that surrounded Lenn. All of the other nuns, which previously had their hands clasped in prayer, were instead all maintaining hand signs.

'What is this?!' Hinata's eyes widened. This was more than just a simple sermon. What were they about to do?

"To make a goddess like Hinata happy," Lenn licked her lips, "We must become servants in both body and mind. We must become what we were always meant to be. And in order to achieve our purpose, we must make a sacrifice."

'A sacrifice?!' Hinata felt a bit of panic. 'Lenn, what are you-'

"We must sacrifice our very freedom!"

Hinata gasped as a sudden burst of chakra-powered electricity erupted from the countless runes and markings on the ground. Even without her byakugan, Hinata could feel and see an enormous amount of chakra come from them and rush into Lenn's body. But it wasn't just Lenn either. Hinata felt chakra coming from herself as well, as if her very essence was being pumped into the smaller woman's body.

Lenn's lips parted as she began to scream. Hinata flinched in fear at first, but she was stunned at what to do. She couldn't tell if Lenn was screaming in pain, pleasure, strain, or all of the above. The woman desperately clutched at her own body, as if trying to keep herself from tearing into pieces. Chakra flooded into Lenn, causing the woman to writhe in what seemed like pain.

"Ah…ah!" Hinata wanted to say something, fearing for Lenn's safety, but the words did not come out. However, none of the other women reacted with any alarm. Instead, they maintained their concentration without a hitch.

"Gaaaggh! I…I feel it! I feel… Hinata… entering… me! Aaagh!" Lenn moaned in pain, yet there was an undeniable hint of pleasure in her voice, as if she wanted this. Lenn yelled as she threw her head back, clutching her arms in her hands, digging her fingernails in, almost to the point of drawing blood. At that moment, her outfit loosened, revealing most of her body, and on her flesh, Hinata saw markings appear. The markings appeared all over Lenn's body, head to toe, and looked almost exactly like the marks of a curse seal. They were pitch black, thick, wavy, and filled with power. Hinata could even feel a portion of herself enter Lenn's body, and it filled Hinata with an indescribable feeling. It was as if she could sense and feel Lenn's very being. Like Lenn had become a part of her. Hinata felt Lenn's chakra, her body, even her very urges.

Lenn released one last, and very intense moan as whatever ceremony she was subjected to seemed to be coming to an end, but not before leaving one last marking on her neck, resembling a collar.

Lenn let out a long, relieved sigh as the raging chakra died down, and the markings on the ground faded away, but the marks on her body remained. It looked very similar to Orochimaru's curse seal, yet somehow it felt even more powerful.

"What… is that?" Hinata's thoughts inadvertently left her lips.

"The Seal of Slavery." Kokona, who was in the front row close to Lenn, overheard Hinata's words, and answered with pride.

"Seal of… Slavery?" Hinata had never heard of such a thing in her life.

"Yes, one of Bountiful Fields' greatest creations, with special thanks to both Mira and yours truly. A powerful sealing technique that permanently binds one person as the obedient servant of another. The master and slave can sense and feel each other's desires, making it easier for the slave to take care of her master's needs. The moment you feel hungry, or needy, Lenn will know instantly, and she can rush to your side right away. And most importantly…"

Kokona turned to Hinata, looking deeply into her eyes.

"The master can take control of her slave anytime she wants. Lenn's body and mind belong to you now. You can make her do anything you want, punish her whenever you want, even end her life if you wanted to. And there's nothing Lenn could do to stop you."

Hinata shuddered. She knew none of Kokona's words were lies. To think that such a nightmarish technique actually existed.

"Lenn is my… slave?" Hinata's entire body tingled, and a strange feeling grew inside her. She looked down towards her first slave, grappling with the realization of the threshold she had just crossed. However, none of the others shared Hinata's turmoil. Instead, they showed nothing but words and reactions filled with celebration.

"Congratulations, Lenn! You've finally become one with our angel."

"Oooohh, I'm so jealous!"

"Lenn, Lenn! How does it feel?"

The newly transformed "slave" slowly ran her hands up her body, rocking her hips alluringly.

"Hmmm… it feels wonderful." Lenn's face showed no negativity. She was happy, no, overjoyed! Hinata couldn't believe it. This woman just gave away her freedom. She lost the one thing that human beings cherished above all else. And Lenn loved it! She loved it! And the responses she received showed that the other women were more than eager to join her. They gazed upon Lenn with envious stares and an anxious glee to join her.

'Oh gods. Everyone is so happy. They actually want to be mine! They want to be my… my…'

"AAH!" Lenn suddenly yelped as her body shivered violently, "Ooh, I feel it! I feel Hinata's desire flooding into me! It's… so strong!"

Lenn continued to moan as her body twitched heavily, and her breath quickened. Hinata gasped as she felt a strange sensation coming from the smaller woman. Hinata could feel it, too. She felt Lenn's rapidly growing excitement. It felt separate from her own, yet somehow Hinata could tell what Lenn was experiencing.

"Lenn, tell us! What is it like? What is Hinata feeling?"

Lenn licked her lips, her face turning seductive.

"I feel Hinata's hunger, her joy, and her lust. More intense than even the strongest tsunami, and I can feel it all inside my body. Oh, Hinata, I knew it. I knew you would be happy if I became your obedient slave. Hee hee, you naughty, naughty girl."

Hinata quickly turned red in the face, having been caught.

"N-n-no, I-I-"

"You can't hide it from me, Hinata. I feel your desire, just as you feel mine. You want this. You want me to be your loving, loyal pet."

Hinata's weight prevented her from hiding her embarrassment. There was nothing Hinata could do to hide her red face, or her quickened breath, or her slightly hardening nipples. She tried to deny it, but…

"Well don't be ashamed. I love it. I love being your adoring, slutty, submissive pet. Do it. Order me, Hinata. Don't hesitate. Use me right now!"

An upswell of eager voices came from the many observing women. They cheered and egged Hinata on, insisting that she make her first order. Hinata shook with nervousness as she felt those urges again. The thoughts from last night came rushing back to her, when Hinata, in the midst of her hunger-induced madness, called the women her slaves. That desire never truly died down, and now Hinata sensed it coming back. Hinata tried to suppress these dark thoughts, but ironically, this only made the thoughts grow even larger. After a gulp, Hinata looked down at Lenn, examining the way her loosening clothes revealed more of her pale flesh, covered with the thick, dark markings. A sudden, fleeting thought ran through Hinata's mind. A thought on what Lenn's body looked like under that skimpy nun habit.

"Ah, I feel Hinata's desire again! You wish to see me strip, my dear? Of course, my angel~."

"Eep!" Hinata mouth dropped open at Lenn's words. She tried to interject, but her voice was overwhelmed by the excited gasps from the audience. The moment Hinata imagined the idea of Lenn's bare body, the cursed marks on the woman's body flickered with chakra, and she began to obey. Lenn wore a rapturous expression as she started to strip down. She danced erotically, purposely letting the already loose outfit slowly slide down her body. Lenn let the top half of her outfit fall, revealing her beautiful breasts with skin so flawless that she seemed to glow. Then, she turned away from Hinata, bent down her knees slightly, and slowly pulled her clothes down past her hips, making sure Hinata saw every inch of her shapely butt be revealed. The markings of the slave seal were present all over Lenn's bare body, and the only enhanced her beauty. Hinata had never seen Lenn look so beautiful before. Even the slight signs of aging she once had were gone, and her body now expressed nothing but youthful radiance. It wasn't just Hinata's imagination either, as the others clearly noticed it as well, and they all quietly whispered words of praise and joy over how wonderful Lenn appeared.

"Hah! Would you look at that!" Kokona suddenly expressed in triumph, "You don't look a day over 20, Lenn. Hinata's high-quality chakra really made the de-aging process work without a hitch!"

Facing Hinata again, Lenn smiled as she stared expectantly at Hinata. She did not need to speak for Hinata to understand what she wanted next. She was waiting for her next order. She wanted Hinata to order her again, and was fully confident that Hinata would do so. Hinata herself had grown much warmer. She had just ordered one of her new "slaves" for the first time. Even if Hinata had not spoken anything out loud, she knew that it was because of this new seal that Lenn had stripped down. The moment Hinata imagined Lenn naked, she felt that desire flow into Lenn, and that urge was what drove the older woman to obey. And she did it so unquestioningly too. The women had always done whatever Hinata asked before, but the fact that she literally forced them to obey her this time made it feel completely different. And that realization only made Hinata's thoughts turn darker.

Hinata's eyes focused on Lenn's neck, taking notice of how it looked similar to a collar around her neck. It was like she was Hinata's pet. Her own obedient, loyal dog…

"ARF! ARF! ARF!" Hinata, and the others gasped as Lenn suddenly lowered herself on all fours and barked like a dog. The naked woman shamelessly barked with submissiveness, even hanging her tongue out and panting like a cute little puppy.

'No way…' Nobody said a word for the next minute. Nobody other than Lenn, who continued to bark and act just like a dog. Hinata couldn't control herself. The sight of Lenn acting like her personal pet filled her with shame and arousal, and the lustful part of her was winning the mental battle. She couldn't stop herself from delving deeper into her fantasies, fantasies which Lenn was more than happy to act out in front of everybody. Everyone watched in shock and disbelief as she twirled around, sat on her legs while hanging her hands up in front of her, and even rolled over on her back, panting, whimpering, and barking the whole time.

'Oh no… oh no…' Hinata couldn't believe her own thoughts. She felt so exposed, having her deepest fantasies re-enacted by Lenn, but she also couldn't stop the extreme swell of passion inside her. Hinata could do nothing but shamefully enjoy Lenn's behavior, listening to her barking, crawling, and panting. If she had a tail, it would have been wagging profusely.

Eventually, Hinata ran out of things to think of, and instead just watched as Lenn looked up her, still on all fours, panting happily as she waited for her next command. Lenn showed no signs of disapproval. Not even a bit. She loved everything Hinata forced her to do, and eagerly awaited what was planned for her next.

However, Hinata's belly had its own plans. It gurgled loudly, breaking Hinata out of her thoughts, and reminding her that it had actually been a few minutes since she had last eaten. As soon as that happened, Lenn immediately ceased her canine roleplaying and instead climbed up on Hinata's belly, suddenly acting like her usual self again.

Once she reached the fat girl's head, Hinata saw Lenn's newly changed body up close, and couldn't help but admire just how beautiful she looked.

"Thank you, my angel," Lenn swooned, "Thank you for your divine blessing. Now I can be yours forever. Please, allow me to soothe your poor, empty belly."

The four women who were feeding Hinata earlier gracefully bowed out, and climbed back to the ground, allowing Lenn full access to Hinata. The many plates of food still hovered around her, and Lenn gently took one of them. With a wave of her hand, a large sandwich rose into the air. With her face filled with obsessive love, Lenn offered the sandwich to Hinata, hovering it near her lips.

'So beautiful,' was Hinata's thought as she saw the wonderful sight before her: delicious food, and a beautiful servant. Giving in to the mouth-watering smell, she opened her mouth, and allowed Lenn to feed her.

"M-M-M-ME NEXT!" Nell's voice suddenly erupted loudly. The shy girl couldn't take it anymore. The sight of Lenn acting like a loyal pet aroused the green haired girl to no end. Nell had always fantasized about becoming Hinata's slave, and the fact that her dream was now within her grasp destroyed her patience. She wanted, needed, to be enslaved. Her oversized breasts bounced heavily as she ran to the same spot Lenn was once at, almost tearing her outfit due to how much her tits tried to escape their tight bindings.

"Yes, continue the ceremony!" Lenn called out as she kept shoving large sandwiches down Hinata's gullet, "Don't wait on me. All of you need to experience this incredible feeling as well. Believe me when I say it's worth it. Don't stop until every single of you become Hinata's slaves!"

The excitement in the air was palpable. Hinata had never imagined anyone could be this eager to become literal slaves. The scantily-clad nuns murmured gleefully amongst themselves and shook with impatience when Nell had already beat them to the punch. They quickly coupled their hands together again as they initiated a second ceremony, though with far more haste this time. Hinata's eyes were taken in by Lenn's new form. As she ate, Hinata felt small portions of her chakra flow into Lenn. Even if she did not know the intricacies of this sealing technique, she knew that her own body was serving as fuel to rework Lenn's body. Lenn's grey hairs had disappeared, her slight wrinkles were gone, her body emanated with youth, and most of all, she felt Lenn's very soul binding itself to her. Tears of happiness gathered at the corners of Lenn's eyes as she fed Hinata. She sobbed and constantly expressed words of gratitude for having been "blessed" by Hinata.

"Aaahhh!" Nell's pain and pleasure-filled voice echoed in the air as she too was enslaved. Though Hinata focused on eating, she felt her chakra enter Nell's body, and flinched as she felt a tidal wave of lust hit her. Just as Hinata could feel Lenn's desires, she felt Nell's too, which in turn made Hinata all the more excited.

Hinata moaned as the new beauty entered her sight. Nell had climbed up next to Lenn, and she too had become blessed. Nell's body had also been covered with markings, along with a pattern around her neck that resembled a collar. Nell had always been absurdly gorgeous, yet somehow she managed to look even better than ever. Her pale, flawless skin seemed to glow, and her already outrageous curves became even more pronounced. Unlike Lenn, Nell still wore her skimpy outfit, but seeing her voluptuous body practically bursting out of her restrictive clothes was sexier than if she had been simply nude. Her excessive breasts flowed past the tiny strings connecting the halves of her habit together, the short dress just barely covered her butt, and the side-slits provided a tantalizing peek of her wide hips and thighs.

"Ah! I-I-I feel it too! I feel… Hinata's desires!" Nell cried out, suddenly seizing up, "Y-y-you want to see me pose for you, Hinata? I-I'll do it, I'll obey!"

Hinata didn't intentionally try to command Nell, but the sight of her made Hinata admire her body, and by doing so, caused her inner thoughts to take control of the shy girl. With an intense blush and an equally intense gaze full of love and hunger, Nell made pose after pose for Hinata, making sure to emphasize her bouncy melons, perfect legs, and large butt. Her confident poses were completely incongruous with her withdrawn personality, but the slave seal forced her to obey, and there was nothing Nell could do to stop it.

"Isn't it wonderful, Nell?" Lenn asked while still feeding the fat angel, "Hinata is making you into her personal sex doll."

"Ahh, yessss, I love it. I love being Hinata's slave," Nell hissed in pleasure as the seal forced her to squeeze her own tits. Her hands were tiny in comparison to her breasts, and her fingers sank in deeply as she groped herself. The eroticism of the act flipped Nell's sex-crazed switch, which only made her violate herself with more fervor, and her moans became much louder.

Soon, more slave converts joined the fray. One another the other, more women climbed up to Hinata, each of them overjoyed as they showed off their slave markings. From Kokona to Maki and more. And with each enslaved arrival that Hinata saw, the more aroused she felt. Her mind kept replaying the same thoughts in her head over and over. These women were hers. They were her slaves. They were her servants. She could do anything she wanted with them. Whatever she wanted. And that arousal was reflected into her slaves. They felt Hinata's devilish lust for them, which only made them that much more submissive to her desires.

Unable to keep it bottled up anymore, Hinata made her feelings known.

"Ooooh! All of you are so amazing! I love it! I love having you as my slaves. Obey me, obey me!" Just like from yesterday, Hinata got off on seeing these women submit to her. But unlike yesterday, this was no longer a form of roleplay. This was real, more real than it had ever been. They had become her true slaves in body and mind. Hinata had full control over them, and the mere realization was enough for her to reach a sexual climax. Hinata nearly screamed as her body erupted in pleasure, shaking violently as a storm of bliss rushed through her being. She wanted her slaves to prolong her pleasure by groping her, and wordlessly, that command entered the minds of her slaves. They obediently ran their hands, tongues, and bodies along Hinata's sensitive skin, making her moan harder.

Wanting to experience more, Hinata mentally wished for her servants to kiss her, and they followed her command without question. No less than six slaves attacked Hinata's lips, all of them furiously making out with her in a battle of hot lips and tongues. Once satisfied, she mentally commanded them to pull back and show off for her, which they did. Hinata's sight filled with dozens of women performing an erotic dance, each of them giving it their all to excite their angel. They turned their dances into a striptease, either by loosening their threads just enough to barely keep their habits on, or just slipping out of them outright, revealing their blessed bodies to their angel. The slaves moaned with blissful delight, feeling pleasure simply by obeying Hinata's orders, and they begged for more. Hinata enjoyed it to such a degree that she even forgot to eat. Playing with her slaves was so much fun!

'More, I need more!' Soon, Hinata's will to control her slaves further reached a breaking point. Ropes of visible blue chakra burst from her body and latched onto the "collars" around each woman's neck.

"Huh? W-what's this?!" Nell paused her dancing, eyeing the leash connected to her neck with surprise.

"Hinata? Are you doing this?" Even Lenn was caught off guard. She traced her fingers along her collar, curiously trying to touch the chakra leash, though her fingers went right through it.

"How odd," Kokona muttered as she studied her own leash, "I even helped Mira develop this technique, yet I've never seen this part of the technique. Could it be that Hinata her-HUGUUURK!"

Kokona was cut off as an unknown force suddenly choked her. She sputtered and gasped, grasping her neck in a feeble attempt to free herself. It wasn't just Kokona either. Lenn, Nell, everyone. They were all being strangled by their collars. Some of the girls were even slightly lifted off the ground, kicking and twisting as they were rendered helpless. For the next few seconds, they struggled in desperation and confusion. But then at the very same time, they realized what the cause was as they felt a singular desire fill their bodies.

"Hee hee hee hee…"

It was Hinata that was strangling them.

"Hee hee! Slaves… slaves! Obeeeey!" Hinata giggled madly as she tightened the leashes, choking her slaves even more. Hinata's lust had gone out of control. Having her own slaves was the hottest thing in the world, and it reached a point of no return. Hinata HAD to dominate them more. Hinata didn't know how she did it, or how she even knew how to do it, but somehow, she figured out how to manipulate the slave seal in ways that even the creators did not foresee. She generated chakra leashes that linked to her slaves' collars, and used her chakra that lived inside the villagers' bodies to strangle them. And the sight of her good, lowly slaves being strangled only ignited Hinata's arousal further.

Hinata licked her lips at the sight of her beloved, beautiful slaves struggling for their lives. Hinata had no true desire to deal harm to them, but her sadism exploded in size. Their constant submission to her caused Hinata to develop a desire to dominate she never knew existed in her. After all, if they were going to insist on being her pets, then Hinata might as well accept it like any good master should.

In an instant, Hinata ceased her choking, and allowed her slaves to breathe again. However, they had no time to recover. The ladies' all yelped in muffled voices as Hinata reeled them all in, causing all of them to slam face-first into Hinata's fat. As a result, many of them were left with their behinds sticking in the air, which gave Hinata an even naughtier idea. Forming her chakra, she put her next plan into action.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Hinata began to spank them. Once again utilizing her chakra in new ways, she repeatedly slapped the bouncy asses of her slaves using purely her chakra. Her chakra escaped from the bodies of her women before forming into large, invisible hands, which then swung down to spank her slaves hard.

"AUGH! EEEEKK! AAAHH!"

"OOH! HinatAAAAaa! AUUGH!"

The cries of her slaves filled the air as Hinata relentlessly punished them. Hinata forced their bodies to push their hindquarters into the air, thus not a single one of them could escape their fate. For the ones who still had their clothes on, the short nun habits rode up, exposing their large, soft butts to Hinata's mercy. At first, their voices were full of shock and confusion at having been turned into helpless marionettes, but as the minutes went by, their surprise turned into joy and their confusion turned into lust.

"OOH! Oh, Hinata! OOH! I can't believe you… OH… made the slave seal do thiiIIISS!" Kokona yelled out in between spanks. She had a smile of admiration over how Hinata mastered the seal to such a degree that she actually caused it to do something new.

"AHHHH! AAAAHHHH! AAAHHH! A-Amazing! AHH! Oh gods, you're amazing, Hinata! OOHH! I love it! I love it! AAHH! Spank us more, Hinata! OOOH! Punish us harder, sweetie! AAAHHH!" Lenn moaned non-stop from the mixture of pain and pleasure as her master used her like the toy she was.

"AAAHH! OOOHHH! NHOOOOHH! HUUOOO! H-HARDER! HARDER!" Nell was already driven mad. Her eyes rolled up and tongue hung out, driven to orgasm purely from her spanking. A crazed smile was on her face, and she submitted completely, giving herself up entirely for her fattened girlfriend.

Hinata spanked every one of her slaves nonstop. Seconds passed into minutes, and Hinata still did not stop. The voices of her masochistic slaves grew into a beautiful melody of moans interlaced between the slapping of flesh. They were beyond overjoyed. Mira converted them all into submissive fanatics that lived for Hinata, and what Hinata was doing was seen by them as a precious gift. The fact that Hinata instantly mastered the seal only served as further proof that she was the angel they were waiting for. They happily indulged in every second of their abuse, enjoying their punishment to the point that it drove them to repeated orgasm, which was then passed on the Hinata due to the seal. They moaned, cried, and begged for more, and Hinata gleefully obliged, just like any good master would.

Meanwhile, in a separate portion of the village.

"Mira, what's wrong?" Charlotte asked, noticing that Mira seemed to be spaced out while the others in their group were preparing the next event.

Shaking her head, Mira responded, "Oh, nothing is wrong. But… well… let's just say that Hinata did something very surprising."

"She did?" Charlotte asked before smiling. "Well knowing her, I'm sure it was something amazing."

"Indeed," Mira smirked, "Perhaps more amazing than any of us thought."