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.

14. The Goddess's Last Obstacle

Hinata sighed quietly to herself as she sat by herself, resting in one of the many open rooms created for her. The peaceful, quiet night helped to soothe her intense thoughts. The cause of the intense, internal debate within her mind was the reality of the encroaching deadline. Her glorious, final week in Bountiful had come and gone, and her paradise was about to reach its end. Her family would make their arrival tomorrow. The next time the sun rose, that would be it for her. Despite that, to Hinata's surprise, she felt no fear or any real sense of panic over it. Her father, family, and Naruto were right around the corner, yet she felt fine. The idea of her father coming to see her in this state should have horrified her beyond belief, and for a long time, it did. But now, there was none of it. Just a rather strange feeling of peace. In the back of her mind, she knew the day would come, and that it would be the end of her life as she knew it, but for some reason it no longer scared her. She no longer feared the consequences, or even the thought of her father being angry and disowning her. It's like the outside world didn't even feel real anymore, like it was all just a fever dream that never actually happened.

Hinata didn't really understand why she felt this way. Logically, she knew it was real, and that things were definitely going to go to hell once her family arrived, but she just couldn't bring herself to care that much anymore. She had an idea why such a change happened though. Mira did everything she could to live up to her promise. She wanted Hinata to experience true paradise for her last week, and she did that, and more. Hinata had never felt so much happiness before. Almost nothing went wrong, and everything Hinata experienced was simply exquisite.

Perhaps it was because of her changing mindset. That feeling of divinity. The idea of being a literal angel that had a legion of loving slaves. It was like a seed in her mind, a seed that had already sprouted and invaded her thoughts with sinister vines, and by this point, they had permanently taken root within her soul. She couldn't help it. It was just too addicting. She had little care for conventional morals anymore. So long as she was in Bountiful Fields, she would drown in temptation and sin. She wasn't sure when exactly it happened, but the desire to fight against it completely fell apart. Hinata greedily encouraged the village's obsession with her, and they responded by obsessing even harder for her, a vicious cycle that showed no signs of stopping.

Quietly looking up at the full moon, which seemed to glow brighter than usual, Hinata reminisced back to the joyful days she went though.

Every day Hinata woke up to a titanic breakfast in a specially made bed for her. Hinata was too big to fit in rooms or through doors anymore, thus every place she went to had to essentially be an open-air building with no real walls, similar to her church. Hinata, of course, devoured every last morsel, before being bathed and fed some more. Then there would be a church session, which started with the villagers bowing in front of her, which made Hinata extremely aroused. Then following that was a sermon, where one of the women would essentially preach about Hinata's greatness. It was literally all about her. Whoever spoke would just talk endlessly over how beautiful Hinata was, how cute she looked, how much they loved her, how much they wished to obey her, and how their mere existence was to simply serve at her feet. And nobody ever spoke up to break the spell. There was no voice of reason to tell them that they were out of their minds for making religious speeches about a fat late-teen girl. There was no "normal" logic in Bountiful Fields. They all listened intently to each church sermon, and took them as grand wisdom. They would sing, cry, and pray to Hinata, wishing for her blessings, treating it with complete seriousness.

Eventually the church doctrine grew. It didn't take long for there to be commandments, and the beginnings of a literal Holy Bible of Hinata. It was so ridiculous that Hinata wanted to laugh, but truthfully, she enjoyed it too much to want it to stop. The commandments themselves were rather simple.

I. Hinata is the grand, holy angel of the world. Do not deny, doubt, or disrespect her beauty, divinity, or perfection.

II. Hinata's gluttony is boundless, and must always be fed as much as she desires.

III. Hinata's sexual desire is endless, and must always be satisfied no matter the time, place, or means.

IV. Hinata cares for all, but must also be cared for in return. All should always devote everything to her eternal comfort. Her divinity must be respected by nothing less than complete and total submission by her servants.

V. Hinata has no equal, and all are slaves before her. The only rights that exist are her own, and everything in existence, from the world to the people, are the belongings of Hinata by divine right.

Many of the holy sermons were usually prefaced with some variation of the comment: "Hinata came to me in a dream and parted her knowledge to me." Hinata knew that had to be Mira's doing, but she had no intention on revealing the secret, and honestly, even if Hinata had told the others the truth, they probably would have insisted it was just her being modest. The women were fully convinced Hinata was behind everything. She still remembered one of the sermons from Charlotte from before:

"I have always been regarded as beautiful back in my old home, but like all sinners, I abused it and took it for granted." Charlotte said while wearing a skimpy nun habit that was incongruous with the reverent tone she spoke with. Her slave seal marks, which she had recently received, glistened with power. "I remember the days when I saw my beauty as nothing more than something to show off to the unworthy, and to elevate my own ego. I was selfish, and thought only of myself. I told myself that it was enough for me to be beautiful, wealthy, and beloved by others, but the truth was that I wasn't happy. I was depressed, lost, aimless, trapped in life without a purpose or goal. It was only after Hinata's love that I realized the truth. It was only after she came to me in my dreams and offered her embrace that I became saved. The truth that my body belonged not to myself, but to her. And when I gave myself to her, I felt Hinata's love inside me, and all my sins washed away, leaving me with Hinata's warmth. I realized what my beauty existed for. I realized that my body is to be shown off only to Hinata. I realized that when I dance, it's only to draw Hinata's eyes to me. When I dress down and reveal my body, it's to ignite Hinata's lust, and hers alone. And I learned that to in order to become one with Hinata's grace, we must always devote ourselves to her more. Just as Hinata can eat more and more by the day, we must also offer our bodies to her in newer and better ways. We exist for her, and we must reaffirm that fact every day."

Hinata still remembered the nods and mutterings of grace from the women that day. They hung to Charlotte's every word and believed all of it. And Hinata herself felt a sinful thrill from it, so much that she couldn't stop herself from encouraging it.

"How was it, Hinata? Did I express your wisdom well enough?" Charlotte asked eagerly as she fed Hinata her lunch after the church sermon was over.

Hinata gulped before answering, "Mmm, yes, Charlotte. You were perfect."

Charlotte reacted with immense glee, "Oh, thank you my angel! I'm so happy. I promise to show you all the new lingerie I designed. I know it will just drive you crazy!"

"Yes, please do. You're very beautiful, and I want to see you show off your curves for me. Be a good slave for me, and I'll sit on you extra hard."

"I will! I will!"

The rest of the day would then follow with some combination of village remodeling, more meals, and the occasional bout of Hinata-centered lovemaking. The village itself seemed to transform over the week. Hinata never ceased to be impressed by how ridiculously advanced the society was despite seeming so modest at first glance. The buildings were quite literally moved to be more spread out, and numerous wall-less, open-air areas were created in order to accommodate Hinata's size in an incredibly short time. She had a new bedroom, a bath, several different kinds of kitchens, and even a theatre. And since there was no need to hide their true goals anymore, the women had total permission to fully decorate the village with all sorts of Hinata-themed items, and they did so with pure fanaticism. It was like the floodgates had opened. Paintings appeared everywhere, statues were erected in her image left and right (which had to constantly be taken down and updated to keep up with her size), hedges were trimmed to mimic her appearance, and even the village gates were redesigned with her winged-belly religious symbol. This of course, also happened in the women's own homes, which were fully filled with items remade to serve as expressions of their love for her. Fans, lamps, kitchenware, furniture, all of it was themed after her in some way, either with a shape to mimic her belly, or to just have her face on it, and sometimes with one of the holy commandments, or a quote from her on it. Soon it became a common sight to see one of the women wearing clothes that were patterned or designed after her in some way.

Conversations around the village also revolved around her. Hinata remembered overhearing some of them speak one day.

"Goodness, Hinata is especially cute today, isn't she?" Maki gushed to her group of friends, all of whom were wearing shirts with Hinata's face or body on them.

"I know, right?" Taniba agreed, "She's been eating more energetically than usual today. I can't wait until it's our turn to feed her today. I can never get enough of her adorable smile when she samples my dumplings."

"Yea, she totally loves your dumplings." Lila said, "We should try overstuffing her mouth more when we feed her. Just hearing that deep, satisfying gulp she makes when her mouth is full just... ooooh, it gets me going!"

"Ah, I love it when she does that," Chiyo agreed, "I also want to try feeding her mouth-to-mouth again. She's really good with her tongue. I was practically flooding my undies when she kissed me last time."

Maki eagerly bounced, "That's right! I forgot about doing that. I haven't tried that yet. Gosh, I can't wait!"

"I know. It's just a couple more hours too. Soon, we'll be feeding her again, and we'll see her up close, so cute and lovely..."

All the others swooned at the thought, and then the conversation shifted to just the girls ranting on about how wonderful and perfect Hinata was and how much they loved her smile and her fat and everything else. Hinata didn't know how many different ways the villagers could talk about her, but somehow they did it, and it got Hinata off like crazy.

They weren't mistaken when they said Hinata's eating was more energetic. Hinata's mood was through the roof the past few days, and the cause of that was the sheer, extreme devotion that the villagers overwhelmed her with. Once Hinata got over the initial shock, she found that she really, REALLY loved seeing the village made into a shrine centered around her. The attention, the compliments, the way they gazed at her, the way they talked about her, the way their very culture warped itself just for her, the way they kissed her and touched her and everything. Hinata couldn't get enough of it. And because of that, Hinata's appetite rose endlessly. She gleefully filled her cheeks with food and ate tons upon tons of it by the hour, shamelessly grunting, burping, and greedily devouring every morsel placed in her needy mouth. Hinata seemed to constantly have a smile on her chubby face, brimming with joy over all the tasty food she was pampered with. Her weight went through a major burst of growth. She already reached the point that she could fill an entire room, and it wouldn't be long until she'd be able to fill two. Her butt and thighs alone allowed her to surpass any person's height just sitting down, and her gigantic belly could utterly smother and crush several king-sized beds with ease. Hinata didn't even move her legs by her own volition, yet they still stuck out several feet in the air purely because of her fat pushing them up. It now made complete sense to Hinata why the women always insisted she was too thin. Even after she became obese, she was just a mere twig in comparison to how big she was now, and Hinata still didn't feel even close to her maximum potential weight. They were right. She was too small! She was starving! And she needed to make up for it by eating as much as possible. Fortunately, for Hinata, her beloved servants were more than happy to encourage her hunger every way they could, all of which involved spoiling her with countless acts of devotion.

They broke all expectations in showing Hinata how much they cared about her. Whether it be books, artwork, sculptures, or anything in between, there seemed to be no end to the ways they revolved their lives around her. It was an interesting feeling to read one of Nell's novels about her, where she was portrayed as a superhero who saved the world by eating food, getting fat, and seducing the totally-not-Nell villain, or to hear Lenn read a segment from her growing bible at church, teaching about the best way to massage her belly. Or how a group of women, led by Charlotte, performed an erotic dance routine where they wore the tiniest outfits, and flaunted their bodies in ways that drew Hinata's eyes to them. Charlotte and the others did not mind acting in such a slutty fashion, for in their eyes, their bodies were merely Hinata's property, therefore there was nothing more natural than to use them to arouse her lust. All of that was just a taste of the way the women competed and cooperated amongst themselves to win her favor.

The women also cared for Hinata by making sure her body remained in tip-top shape. Outside of the typical massages, they used all manner of mysterious, yet incredibly effective beauty products on her. Whether it be lotion to keep her skin silky smooth and free of any blemishes, high-quality shampoo to make her hair shiny and healthy, or facial makeup to make her even more beautiful than ever, they had something for every part of her. Clothes-wise, Hinata wore very little. Rarely dressed in more than a few bunches of flowers, or a long sheet of silk to cover her breasts and part of her belly and butt. However, Hinata grew too fast for her servants to get any customized outfits ready, therefore Hinata spent the majority of her time in the nude. However, nudity no longer bothered Hinata, and over time, she actually enjoyed the freedom of it. The lack of clothes served to enhance the feeling of divinity. After all it was common for deities in mythology to be portrayed with little to no clothes, which of course, worked to Hinata's delight.

Hinata's slave seal was used as her own way of giving her slaves rewards for being good. Hinata could make them do anything she wanted, but honestly, there wasn't much need to since they were already going well and beyond submitting to her. She generally used it to manipulate their bodies in order to give them pleasure. If they were well-behaved, Hinata would activate their seal and grope their bodies. She was surprisingly adept at pleasuring her women, too. Hinata proved to be a quick learner, and knew how to drive her "victims" to climax in no time at all. She even developed ways of using the seal to amplify their pleasure, and Hinata could implant her own urges into them whenever she wanted. Some of her favorite things to do were to conjure up chakra leashes that wrapped around her slave's necks, then pulling them into either her belly layers, her breasts, or her butt. The increased sensitivity meant that the mere rubbing of Hinata's heavy flesh against their bodies alone could drive the women crazy. Seeing and feeling their enraptured reactions was always the best part. No matter what Hinata did to them, they always acted like it was the greatest thing in the world. The act of pleasuring a slave through the seal became known to all of them as "blessings", and figuring out the best ways to get on Hinata's good side so she could bless them became a very important part of the village's culture. They even designed special medals that represented how many blessings they received, and it became a common sight for the girls to proudly show off their medals and brag about how pious they were. But Hinata made sure to offer plenty of blessings to all her servants. No matter how much she changed, Hinata never lost her kind heart.

The seal wasn't always used for sexual purposes either. Sometimes Hinata used it to make the receiver feel warm and comforted, like a gentle, motherly embrace. She was fond of letting her servants relax and sleep within her fat, and Hinata enhanced their feelings of comfort. Then, on the third day of the week, Hinata even found ways to implant images and sensations into their dreams, similar to how Mira did it. She needed practice, but the mere fact that she could perform such a feat surprised Mira and Kokona. But all of this just made the servants love Hinata even more. And since the seal linked their urges and emotions together, their affections rubbed off on Hinata, and she began to care for them more as well.

It was surprising how natural it felt for all the women to be enslaved. All of the villagers, except for Mira, had been bound to Hinata. And the women acted as if it was what they were meant to be all their lives. The seal markings suited them quite well, and they were slightly different for each person. The patterns often seemed to curve along their body, emphasizing their attractive figures. They could hide their marks whenever they wanted, but most preferred to keep them visible as a symbol of their eternal submission. Hinata's chakra remade their bodies, making them permanently in the prime of their youth, and constantly bursting with energy.

That said, the fact that Mira still refused the slave seal was strange, and she continued to be oddly evasive about it. It was especially weird because Mira always insisted that she wanted to submit to Hinata in the past, which made her current hesitation off-putting. But that was something Hinata would have to deal with later.

But for all the other women, they embraced their subservience with open arms, and it only got stronger and more demented by the day. One thing that actually gave Hinata a bit of pause was when Nell wrote a play about her. According to Nell, she had a series of dreams (from Mira, no doubt) where Hinata had revealed her life story, and thus Nell decided to make a play about it. Hinata had never gone too deeply into her past much, mainly because her mouth was too busy being stuffed with food for her to have a chance. But the lack of details meant that the entire village was eager to know all of Hinata's backstory, so the seats filled up quickly. Hinata didn't know all of what the play would contain, but she was curious about it, so she, along with the rest of the village, eagerly waited in their seats when the play finally began. Hinata, of course, had plenty of snacks to munch on while she watched, though none of the others seemed bothered by the noise she made.

When the curtains rose, the first thing shown was a surprisingly accurate set piece that resembled the Hyuuga clan grounds, and in the middle was Nell dressed in Hinata's old genin outfit from when she was younger, and even had a wig similar to her old hairstyle.

Nell, or "Hinata", spoke.

"Oh, dear me. What has happened to this world? I came here from the heavens to live among the people and offer my blessings, but nobody is here to feed me. I just want to eat forever and make everyone into my servants, but they wish only to wage war and shed blood. Instead of fighting, they should be feeding me. There is no need for war when they could be offering all their food to me."

The real Hinata's eyebrows raised. Right away she noticed the inaccuracies. Even if she had a secret appetite, she certainly never thought of such things. The women in the seats however were instantly enraptured by the performance.

"Hinata! What are you doing?!" A woman speaking in a very deep tone suddenly bellowed out. Hinata's face turned incredulous when Charlotte came onto the scene, dressed as Hiashi and wearing a dark-haired wig. Obviously, there were only women in Bountiful Fields, so any men had to be played by women, but seeing her father played by a curvy young woman with breasts and hips like that was… disturbing.

"Father! I am hungry, and I wish to eat!" 'Hinata' insisted, "Why is this world filled with so much fighting? Please, stop the fighting, and tell everyone to come and feed me."

"How dare you!" 'Hiashi' snapped, "You are not to eat anything other than the bare minimum, you dullard. You are to be a warrior and fight for me and the family, not for your selfish desires! This world is for mindless murder and bloodshed, because we are pathetic and don't know any better. How could we when we are total idiots who are blinded by blood, and know nothing of peace and love."

The crowd erupted in loud booing and enraged shouting. Hinata had never seen the women so angry before. The roared in sheer rage at 'Hiashi', and let out more than a few curses at 'his' direction. There were also a few shouts of "Fake father scum!" from some of the women, most likely due to the fact that the "official" story was that Hinata simply pretended to be Hiashi's blood daughter as part of her disguise.

"Piece of shit..." Hinata heard Lenn hiss. Lenn, who was one of the ones feeding Hinata during the play, had her fists clenched, and her expression was terrifying. Since Lenn hated ninjas so much, Hinata almost feared that Lenn might actually storm onto the stage right then and there and give 'Hiashi' a piece of her mind.

Hinata wasn't sure how to handle seeing her own father insulted so openly. He was still family after all, but Hinata couldn't exactly say she was upset about it either. After all, she had quite a bit of bitterness built up against him for some time, so there was just the tiniest bit of catharsis in it. Either way, Charlotte's attempt at acting was rather amusing to watch since Hinata knew her own history better than anyone, though she was pretty sure Charlotte embellished some of her lines a bit.

The play continued acting out scenes of Hinata's life, but each moment was "reinterpreted" in its own way. They mostly played out in a similar way. Hinata would go around, asking to be fed and to be made into the world's ruler, only to be rebuffed at every turn. The people from Konoha were clearly meant to be portrayed as antagonists who prevented Hinata from her happiness. Though realistically, a person who went around demanding food and servitude from others would rightfully be considered a selfish nutcase, but this was Bountiful Fields. Hinata's demands were portrayed as completely reasonable, and everyone else were villains for daring to defy her.

"Ooooohh, I'm soooo hungry," 'Hinata' whined during another scene, "I'm all skin and bones. I just want to eat and get all fat and beautiful. Maybe Naruto-kun will feed me."

Hinata held her breath, realizing that her crush was going to be in the play. Soon, Kokona came bounding into the stage, dressed in Naruto's classic orange jumpsuit and a blonde spiky wig.

"Hey Hinata, what's up? Believe it!" Kokona greeted in perhaps the poorest instance of acting in history. Audible groans came from the crowd. Kokona made Naruto look like the biggest doofus in the planet. Hinata's face turned bright red in embarrassment.

"Hello Naruto-kun," Nell said cheerfully, "I want to be super fat. Please obey me and feed me all your food."

"HuuuuUUUUuuHHH?" Kokona's response was so exaggerated that it made Hinata cringe.

"What's that Hinata? Believe it! I couldn't hear you over the smell of ramen, believe it! I think I'll go eat all the ramen instead, believe it!"

"What? No, Naruto-kun, I want to eat all the ramen. Don't you want me to become fat and beautiful?"

"Sorry can't hear you, believe it. I'm gonna go eat ramen now, believe it! See you later Hinata, believe it!" Kokona then trotted off-stage, flailing her arms around and nearly tripping over herself. The audience groaned some more, though with a few sighs of relief now that 'Naruto' was finally gone.

'He's not that bad...' Hinata thought, feeling as if she had been attacked in some way, like she had bad taste or something. Sure, Naruto was indeed a bit of an idiot, but he wasn't an insensitive jerk or anything. Just... clueless, that's all.

After a few more scenes of Hinata constantly wanting to eat to no avail, it then moved on to Hinata crying in her room.

"Woe is me! This world is so sad and violent. My stomach won't stop growling, and nobody listens to me. I see now that I can't convince people with words alone. I must try another method. I must reach out to anyone who understands the true meaning of life, and let them know that I have come to save this world. I will have them construct a special place for me so I can eat to my heart's content. Then I will regain my divine powers and rescue this world from its selfishness and war."

Then the scene changed to a different location, which appeared to be some kind of restaurant. In it, was Mira herself, to Hinata's surprise. Mira was in just a regular outfit, so it seemed that she was playing as herself. Looking wistfully ahead, Mira spoke.

"I've been having such lovely dreams lately. Every night, I see the most beautiful angel in my dreams. So fat and lovely. Just seeing her makes me want to fill her hungry belly and lose myself in her fat. But what could these dreams mean?"

Then, a golden, angelic light shined around Mira, and Nell's voice was heard coming from the speakers.

"Mira, my beloved servant."

"Huh? Who is that?" Mira jumped to her feet in shock, "Could that be you, my angel?"

"Yes, it is me. I just want to save this world, but it has unfairly mistreated me. I'm so hungry, and nobody will feed me. All they care about is war. Will you help me?"

"Yes, my angel! I will help you!" Mira clenched her fist with determination, "Do not worry. I know exactly what to do. I will make a sanctuary for you and give you all the food you could ever want. Then you will be able to regain your lost strength and save this world."

"Thank you, my servant." The voice said, "You have my blessing. Build my sanctuary and feed me so much that I become a giant!"

Then the angelic light disappeared. Mira seemed resolute at first, but then she suddenly faltered.

"But how will I know if it is you? Oh well, I will find out. I will not stop until you are with us."

Then several more scenes played out which went through a sequence of events where Mira gathered up a group of like-minded women and planned together to create Bountiful Fields. While the scenes weren't bad, Hinata found her attention elsewhere, stewed in her own thoughts.

It was one thing to live in Bountiful Fields and go through an experience so different that it felt like a new life, but it was another thing entirely for Hinata to see her old life be warped in such a way. This play was supposed to be a retelling of Hinata's story, yet since Hinata was the only one who knew the full truth of herself, she could see past all the incorrect parts, which was most of them, honestly. Hinata certainly never gave more than the tiniest thought towards deliberate weight gain until coming here, but the play made it seem like wanting to fatten up was all she ever thought about back at home. And as Hinata glanced down to the crowd, she knew that the villagers treated the play as if it were completely truthful. They didn't see past the lies. They genuinely thought this was what her life was like. Hinata had essentially witnessed her own history rewritten right before her eyes. History is written by the victors, as the old saying goes, but to actually see it happen around her was a feeling that couldn't really be put into words. Hinata never realized until now just how far Mira was willing to go to make her a ruler. If Hinata accepted Mira's offer and became a ruler, would this be how people would remember her story? No doubt that it would. The world would probably put this information into history books. It would be how her own religion would describe her. All of humanity would be raised with this knowledge, raised with the knowledge that Hinata was always an angel, an angel that came from the heavens to live among them, and save them by making them all into her slaves.

Hinata shivered. She wasn't sure what to think about it, but she definitely had feelings about it. It was just like when she saw her statue for the first time. It bothered her, but it also excited her. And the same thing happened now. The idea of having her past wiped away and replaced with a newer one was a little off-putting, but the thought of having the entire world truly see her as a divine being. In fact, the idea was kinda nice. They would spend their days fantasizing about her, praying to her, and anticipating the day where they too would prostrate themselves before her, and willingly offer to become her slaves. Then they would feed her, kiss her, touch her…

"Don't worry, Hina-bunny. The play shouldn't be much longer, then we'll satisfy you all you want afterwards."

Hinata was startled when Lenn suddenly whispered to her. Looking at the older woman, Lenn simply grinned and winked at her. At first Hinata was confused, but then realized when she noticed the way Lenn rubbed her legs together. That's right, the slave seal must have transferred Hinata's increasing arousal to Lenn. The ladies in the seats also felt the same urges. Many of them turned back to smile at Hinata, feeling her sexual desire. They couldn't read Hinata's thoughts, but they could certainly feel her urges. Outside of Mira, the entire village had been bound into slavery, and they became intimately attuned to Hinata's needs.

Putting her mental thoughts away for the moment, Hinata turned her focus back to the play. It had reached the part where all of the previous Angel Candidates were shown, each played by one of the villagers. For each one, Mira would try to feed them, but their lack of appetite made it clear that they were not the one Mira searched for (even the part where they made Princess Beauty into a pinata was re-enacted, much to the audience's delight). This led to a gradual buildup of anticipation, where each failure only made the audience that much more eager for when the true angel finally arrived. And sure enough...

"Why hello there, Hinata. Welcome to our village." Mira greeted. Five more women had joined Mira in the scene, all playing as themselves. The viewers cheered and clapped when the Hinata-dressed Nell came onto the stage, clutching her stomach in pain.

"Thank you, Mira. I'm absolutely starving! Life's been so hard and brutal for me. Everyone keeps telling me that the world is all about war. I'm almost starting to wonder if what they say is true. Perhaps this world really is beyond saving..."

"Nonsense!" Mira interjected, "That's just the ninja brainwashing. Those people don't know what they're talking about."

The real Hinata noticed Lenn frantically nodding in agreement from the corner of her eye.

"Here Hinata. Take our food. Let us feed and pamper you!" With a wave of her hand, Mira summoned several plates, each filled with juicy steaks. At first, Hinata wondered if they were fake, but the delicious smell coming from them confirmed they were definitely real. There was quite a lot of food too. Far too many to use for a simple play, and the real Hinata got hungry really quickly. Her belly growled loudly, and the girl had to struggle to focus on the actors themselves and not the food they were holding.

"Come, Hinata. Eat up!"

Nell then pretended to bite and chew the food. She smiled and hummed happily as she rubbed her stomach.

"Mmmm, this is delicious. I could eat these all day long!"

"Don't you worry about that," Mira laughed, "There's plenty more where that came from." Several more plates of steak flew into the scene, each hovering around Nell.

"Yummy yummy! I love these steaks. Thank you so much for finally feeding me. Oh dear, I think I might be... might be..."

Both the audience and Hinata gasped at what they saw next. Their eyes were glued to the sight before them as Nell suddenly began to expand and grow. The once small yet curvy girl was gaining weight at a rapid rate!

"OooOOOOOoooHHH!" voices of amazement came from the crowd as Nell ballooned up. It was definitely some kind of genjutsu, but it looked remarkably realistic. Nell truly seemed to gain weight by the second, and incredibly quickly, too. Her belly swiftly grew from a simple bump to a full-blown muffin-top and beyond. Her thin arms quickly filled up her sleeves, and turned into bloated cylindrical shapes in no time. Her already large breasts became larger, pressing tighter against her shirt. Her legs, hips, and butt all burst in size, causing her clothes to rip at the seams.

"Amph, mmf, this is all shoo good!" Nell cried out while mimicking chewing motions, "I should stop, ahm, nom, but I can't!"

"Don't hold back, Hinata! Eat as much as you want!" Mira, and several of her companions made hand motions similar to forcing more food into Nell's mouth, which she pretended to eat up.

Nell's body went from thin, to overweight, to obese in mere seconds, and she kept growing. Her belly fully pushed up her shirt, and quickly began to pour over her pants, hanging down to her thighs, and still expanding. Her breasts blew up in size while still retaining much of their perk. Her waist widened rapidly. Her limbs lost their slender shape, turning into blobs of fat. Her butt turned massive, tearing apart her pants and becoming more than halfway exposed. Even her face became round and chubby. She was already more than obese now, and yet she kept growing.

Several more sounds of ripping clothes accompanied Nell's growth. Her shirt and bra tore apart into mere strands, revealing most of her giant breasts and belly, and her pants and underwear joined the clothing massacre, falling into pieces. Nell's body had become absurdly fat, but she was still nowhere near done. She could barely stand anymore, forced to split her legs apart due to her fat pushing her arms and legs outward, and her belly and butt reached dangerously close to the ground.

The women in the crowd cheered and hollered, with some breaking into chants of "Big-ger! Big-ger! Big-ger!" Even Hinata herself was fully drawn in. She had always been the one getting bigger, but seeing it happen to another person was a new experience. Yet despite Nell's growth, she was still nowhere near Hinata's current size. Nell had already surpassed the size of any other human, while Hinata surpassed that several times over.

Soon, Nell's belly, butt, and thighs touched the ground, and she couldn't stand anymore. Her own fat lifted her legs up and made them forever useless, while the fat nearly engulfed her hands and feet. Her belly became so massive, and expanded out by so many feet that it started to overflow past the theatre stage. The remnants of the clothes she had on were torn to shreds and had fallen uselessly off her body. She widened to the point that Mira and the others couldn't reach her mouth anymore, and were forced to stand back, though Nell didn't stop growing. Every part of her continued to expand nonstop, and it got to the point where the growing fat forced her body to rise in height. It wouldn't be long until she reached Hinata's size. The true fat girl herself was in awe at the sight. Hinata knew she was absurdly overweight, but she never realized just how ridiculously fat she really was. It was like looking at the essence of gluttony itself. Only a true glutton could ever get that big. Only someone incredibly ravenous and greedy could ever eat that much and gain that much weight. Even the hungriest person would get sick of it eventually. No, to become this obese, to indulge this much in gobbling up food like a lazy slob, to be so driven by hunger that they would literally eat nonstop and beg for more, it would take someone that was beyond human limits. Something greater than a human. Something… divine.

A smile appeared on Hinata's face. Seeing it from the outside, Hinata definitely understood why the women here loved seeing her gain weight so much. Hinata knew it, but seeing it from another perspective re-affirmed it. It was just as Mira had always taught her. There was beauty in indulgence. There was wonder in excess. The fact that it vastly exceeded human limits wasn't a bad thing. In fact, it was the opposite. It was beautiful! No wonder they loved it so much.

"Ooggk! So much! I'm going to blow!" Nell had reached Hinata's size at last. Her body was an exact replica of Hinata's, though with even paler skin. Nell's voice, however, became strained, and it sounded like she was about to literally explode.

"I'm… going to…!"

*BOOM*

A massive puff of smoke suddenly enveloped Nell.

"Eek!"

And smoke enveloped Hinata as well, causing her to yelp. She struggled to see past the smoke, but obviously could not due to her immense weight. However, she did feel herself sitting upon a different surface, and the voices of the crowed seemed to have shifted. It was only a few seconds later that Hinata found her answer to what happened. The smoke soon cleared, but instead of seeing the stage, Hinata saw the crowd. Hinata and Nell had switched places, and now Hinata had become the central attraction. Applause erupted from the crowd, and every woman stood up, frantically clapping and cheering. Nell, who was now behind the crowd, back to her usual appearance, waved cheerfully at Hinata, clearly pleased with her performance.

Mira's voice then boomed through the speakers, "And just like that, our angel awoke her divine powers. Having found the love and food she sought for all her life, Hinata could at last live the way she dreamed of. With all the food she could ever eat, and all the loyal servants she could ever want, Hinata spread her love throughout the world, and put an end to humanity's senseless wars and misguided pride. And both her, and all of her beloved servants, lived happily ever after!"

Another round of applause followed. The women cheered like it was the greatest play they had ever seen in their lives. Anything that involved Hinata was always treated with absolute reverence by her slaves, and this was no exception. Hinata smiled bashfully as the women clapped and cheered for her. She didn't even know she was meant to be a part of the play, but Hinata enjoyed the cheering regardless.

Mira's voice came up again, "Thank you to all for making this wonderful play a reality, and special thanks to Nell for being both the main writer and for your excellent performance. I can assure you that our adorable angel just loved your acting, isn't that right, Hinata?"

Hinata felt a slight bit of nervousness at suddenly being put on the spot, but as usual, she went with the flow, "Y-yes! You were amazing, Nell. A-and the story was so accurate, too! Thank you for all your hard work!"

Nell gasped happily, "T-thank you, Hinata! I'm so glad you loved it!"

'Why did I say that?' Hinata thought to herself, not knowing why those words leaked out of her mouth. While the women heaped praise upon Nell, Hinata felt a strange thrill inside her. Once again, she couldn't bring it upon herself to correct these women. Nell's play was not accurate at all, but Hinata said it was anyway, which of course only forever solidified in everyone's minds that this was in fact Hinata's story. She made herself a willing participant in her own whitewashing, and that thought excited her more than she expected. She really was becoming their angel.

Mira, who was especially pleased with Hinata's answer, mouthed off a silent "well done" that only Hinata noticed, before moving back to the crowd and announcing, "And with that, Hinata has offered her blessing to us. For every time we succeed in pleasing our precious angel, the closer we get to our own salvation. Never forget these words, and never cease in serving our savior. While Nell's transformation was a gorgeous sight, and a nice use of genjutsu, I think I can speak for us all that the real Hinata is always the best. Now, let us celebrate, because these steaks are still hot, and Hinata's belly needs to be filled!"

Hinata instinctually revealed a hungry smile. Those steaks smelled really good, and a part of her kept wondering when it would be time for her to eat. It was still the evening, and she had only eaten a couple thousand hamburgers for dinner. A few thousand more steaks sounded perfect right about now. Putting her thoughts aside, Hinata licked her lips while her belly gurgled, and her servants didn't hesitate to swarm her body and summon plenty of giant, juicy steaks for her.

"Nell, since you've done such a good job, will you do the honors in offering Hinata her first bite?" Mira requested.

"Yes, thank you, Mira." Nell, still energetic from her successful act, eagerly rushed over and offered an extra-large steak close to Hinata's lips. One single whiff of it up close made Hinata moan in pleasure. It looked delicious, cooked and seasoned precisely the way she liked it. Hinata had every intent on eating every last one. She even rewarded Nell by activating the slave seal and using it to grope her tits, much to Nell's delight.

"Ahh! Yes! Hmm, thank you, Hinata. Thank you for… ah!... using me," Nell sighed dreamily, placing the steak in Hinata's mouth. As always, it was delicious, and Hinata moaned contently, but she was not done "rewarding" Nell yet. Strands of chakra came from Nell's wrists and ankles and restrained her limbs. While eating at the same time, Hinata mentally directed the chakra ropes to lift Nell into the air, while forcibly spreading her arms and legs in an X position. Some chakra strands took her shirt and pants clean off, leaving behind her sexy dark green lingerie consisting of a tiny thong and a bra that only just covered her nipples and nothing else. Nell was barely able to move her limbs. She was trapped. And with her slave bound, Hinata invisibly groped Nell's body all over, focusing on her big tits and butt.

Nell's submissive moans served as the perfect dinner music. Hinata devoured steak after steak, while also seamlessly pleasuring her well-behaved slave. Nell was embarrassed at being groped so openly, but she had no desire to stop. Good slaves did not disobey their owner. And no slave in their right mind would turn down such a gift.

"Ooh! Thank you, Hinata. Thank you! OOOH! Touch me more! AHH!" Nell released her masochistic voice loud and often, making it clear she loved her treatment. Nobody raised a single word about the twisted nature of the situation. Hinata manipulating her servants in the open was her right as an angel, and that was the way things should be. The women mostly focused on feeding Hinata, but if they had thoughts about Nell's current predicament, it was to jealously wonder when they would have their turn.

Back at the present time

Hinata sighed nostalgically, thinking about the play. That day certainly was fun. Reminiscing over all the things she experienced during the week, Hinata was surprised at just how entertaining it was. One would think that lazily eating all day would get old, but there was never a dull second. Well, truthfully Hinata could literally eat all day and not get bored anyway. Her hunger had reached the point that she could eat forever without a care in the world, but she enjoyed all the attention anyway.

Everything was an absolute blast, but it also made Hinata deeply contemplative. She constantly found herself asking one question:

"Who am I?"

The big day was approaching. The day where she would make her decision: become an angel, or return to her normal life. Mira's so-called "trial run" was a massive success. Hinata got to live the week the way she wanted, and it was without a doubt the best week in her life. It made Hinata genuinely consider the idea of just staying here forever. It still didn't feel real to her. She kept waiting for the moment where she'd wake up back in Konoha, and this whole thing would just be one wild dream. Yet it was very much real. She really was on the precipice of literally taking over the world. Just how many could ever say they were in a situation like this!? It really made Hinata question who she actually was.

For the longest time, Hinata told herself that her changed mindset was all Mira's doing, but that denial had come to an end. Hinata knew by now that in many ways, she was just as responsible as the village was. But that had left another burning question. A question she would have dismissed as madness before, but which she genuinely debated now. What if they were right about her? What if Mira was right? What if she really was a divine angel? Maybe she truly was a goddess meant to rule and be pampered forever? Being a lazy, fat, spoiled angel felt like the most natural thing in the world for her. Everything just clicked. It really did feel like she was doing what her inner soul wanted to do. The further Hinata gave in to her hedonistic urges, the better it felt. And what's more was that Hinata even seemed to have an aptitude for it. Who else could say they had a hidden talent for eating absurd amounts of food, and controlling people's bodies through the use of a technique that bound their souls to her? Who else could say they had fetishes that perfectly lined up with a twisted cult that centered around weight gain, slavery, and extreme obsession? Surely there was no other person in the world that could fit so well with the goals and desires of Bountiful Fields. Yet only Hinata did. And that seemed too unlikely to be a mere coincidence. So… was it true then? Was she really meant for this? The thought of it was admittedly very hot to her, but she seriously wondered if it was true. Just what is real, anyway? The idea of her actually being a holy being couldn't be that weird, could it?

The villagers certainly played their part. They went out of their way to encourage and inflate Hinata's ego and body as much as possible. They weren't just her enabling servants either. Hinata genuinely cared for them. They were just so nice and accepting, and honestly, were much better friends to her than anyone back in the Leaf Village. Hinata now understood why people always warned her about cults. Stay in one too long, and you'll be corrupted by them, even someone as sweet as her. It's hard to resist any group that lavished a person with so much love and attention. The proof of that was happening right now. Hinata became so immersed in her own propaganda that she began to seriously believe it.

There's no doubt in her mind that if she had been born in Bountiful Fields, she'd have already declared herself a deity. Her connection to the outside world was the only thing that held her back. But as Hinata reflected on herself, she had to admit it. She wanted this. Hinata wanted to rule the world. She wanted to live as a glutton and have the world obey her. She wanted food. She wanted obesity. She wanted slaves. She wanted her own religion. She needed it. She could no longer imagine life without being fed and loved by her own personal group of fanatics. Mira was right about her. She was a total pervert. A gluttonous, crazed pervert who got off on being worshipped and fed crazy amounts of food. There was just no denying it anymore. Yet at the same time, she still wasn't sure about what choice to make. She certainly knew what she wanted, but that didn't necessarily mean that it was the right thing to do. Even if Hinata didn't have the best life in the Leaf Village, it wasn't a terrible life either. She still cared about the people there, and she struggled with the idea of just letting Mira conquer the world for her. But it wasn't like Hinata wanted to leave Bountiful Fields either. Hell no. She loved it here. She didn't want to be thin anymore. Work, responsibility, obligation. Hinata threw all that garbage away. She wasn't going to give this lifestyle up, even if her father had to drag her home. No, she would sit on her butt and demand food no matter what Hiashi did to her. If that meant her being trapped away forever, then so be it. Hinata would rather die than go back to that life, and if her attempt at dieting had proven anything, she probably would have died if she tried to go back to normal anyway.

That meant that Hinata was currently at an impasse. Unable to decide whether to leave or stay. Unable to decide the fate of the entire world. What should she do?

Well, if Hinata was sure about one thing, it was that at the very least she wanted these last few hours to be perfect. And right now, it almost was. Hinata had just about everything a hungry girl like her could want, except for one thing. A constant, nagging problem that bothered Hinata more by the day the more she transformed mentally into her corrupt self. And if her paradise were to come to an end tomorrow, that could not stand. Hinata would not accept any loose ends before it all ended, and that meant-

"Hinata?"

Hinata blinked, broken out of her thoughts. She quietly raised her head, and spotted Mira walking towards her, dressed in simple pajama wear.

Hinata smiled, "Hello, Mira. Is something wrong?"

Mira shook her head, "Nothing at all. In fact, I was about to ask you that. It's unusual for you to be all by yourself, and without any food too. What's on your mind?"

Hinata didn't respond. Indeed, it was unusual for Hinata to be alone. It was just her resting outside in the middle of the night. She had ordered the others to head to bed. Since they were mentally and physically bound to Hinata, they had no choice but to obey. Mira had been busy for most of the day, presumably making preparations for Hinata's ascension, so this was actually Hinata's first time seeing her since morning. As for Mira's question though, Hinata remained quiet, not able to properly put her thoughts into words.

"Are you worried about your father?" Mira guessed.

Hinata paused for a few seconds, but then nodded.

"I see… But he's still a day away, and he probably won't get here until at least the afternoon. You don't have to worry about that stuff right now. You should relax and enjoy yourself some more."

Hinata admired Mira's thoughtfulness. This woman was a skilled manipulator. She always put on a kind exterior, while hiding that crafty schemer beneath. It was in Mira's best interest to keep Hinata distracted as much as possible, otherwise she might start having doubts. Hinata guessed that Mira probably spied on her, and seized the opportunity to keep her head in the clouds, lest Hinata get cold feet.

Mira continued, "Now I know, you have a big decision ahead of you. I certainly don't blame you for having a lot on your mind right now. But I also don't want you to get stressed out or bogged down by family issues. I really want this week to be special for you, down to the very last second. So at least for now, put those worries aside."

Hinata nodded slightly, "Yes, thank you, Mira."

"Not a problem sweetie. Although…" Mira added with a wink, "I DO hope you accept my offer. I'd love to have you stay here."

Hinata took a deep breath, seemingly focused on something that Mira couldn't decipher.

"Mira, I have a question for you."

"Hm? What is it?"

"I was wondering, how come you never got your slave seal? Out of everyone in this village, you're the only one who doesn't have one. Why is that?"

It was Mira's turn to pause. Hinata decided to finally address the elephant in the room. What Hinata said was true though. Everyone else was adamant on getting enslaved as quickly as possible, but Mira was the sole exception. Whereas the rest leaped on the opportunity, Mira quietly refused, offering nothing but a vague promise on getting it at a later time.

Still holding a friendly tone, Mira answered, "Well, I have a couple reasons. Don't worry, it's not because of something you've done or anything. It's just that things aren't entirely ready yet. I still have a lot of things to manage in the village and all. Preparations to be made, stuff to maintain, all that boring stuff."

Hinata, sounding slightly unconvinced, responded, "But you can still do that stuff even with the seal. I wouldn't interrupt you or anything."

Mira waved her hand in front of her apologetically, "Oh no, no. It's nothing like that, Hinata. I know you wouldn't be a bother. It's just a personal thing, that's all."

"I see…"

There was a long pause the followed, with both girls staring at each other with unreadable expressions. After about a minute, Hinata looked up to the starry night sky.

"To be honest, Mira, the idea of becoming an angel doesn't sound too bad."

Mira's expression instantly brightened, "Really? That's wonderful to hear, Hinata!"

"Yes, I think about it more each day. I've come to realize that I love the idea, and I love being treated this way. All the food I could want. The love, the warmth, the… superiority."

Mira nodded excitedly, "Yes, yes, that's what I want to hear. I always knew you had that desire within you, Hinata. It was all just a matter of breaking it free."

Hinata looked down back to Mira, gazing at her warmly, "And it's all thanks to you, Mira. I never would have felt this happiness if not for you. I can't put into words how grateful I am."

Though Mira remain composed, Hinata noticed the joy within her. She had told Mira precisely the words she wanted to hear. Mira was about to get everything she spent her entire life for.

"It was no problem at all, Hinata. It was the least I could do to give you the life you needed to have. I really can't express enough how much it means to me to hear you want to accept me. I'd happily do anything for you. I wou-"

"And yet you won't be my slave."

Mira froze at being cut off. The warm atmosphere suddenly popped like a bubble. Out of all the things Mira expected her to say, that was the last on her list.

"Uhh… Hinata?" Mira's eyebrows raised questioningly. Hinata's smile had faded, and she stared at Mira with a chilly expression, which was shocking coming from her.

The older woman picked up on the hint, and Mira's tone became slightly defensive, "Hinata, I… I understand that you're eager, and trust me, I am too. But I can't yet. I promise that I will soon, but I… just have to work on a few kinks with the seal first."

"What kinks?" Hinata responded immediately, and with a raised voice, which took Mira aback.

Mira stuttered uncharacteristically, "Well… well… you've been pretty amazing with using the seal in ways even I didn't expect. I have to make sure that it's safe and everything."

"And by 'safe', what do you mean by that?" Hinata once again replied quickly, "Do you mean safe as in trying to keep yourself from getting enslaved as well?"

Mira's expression turned to stone, and the atmosphere ran cold. The woman's eyes were wide in shock from the comment Hinata threw at her.

"Hinata… what's gotten into you? Of course I wouldn't do something like that. You know that I want to submit to you, too. How could you ever accuse me of that?" Mira couldn't believe her ears. Hinata had never spoken to her like that before, or to anyone.

"If you wanted to submit, you would have done it by now, especially since the week is already over, but you haven't, and I'm starting to wonder why. I'm starting to think it's because I'm getting a little too good at it, Mira, and it scares you, so you want to make sure you have a secret way of overriding me."

"That is not true!" Mira raised her voice, becoming irritated, "And I won't accept your baseless accusations against me!"

"Then become my slave." Hinata said simply.

"I told you, not yet!"

A tense silence hung over the two of them. However, neither showed any sign of backing down. Hinata still appeared calm, while Mira fumed with anger.

After a few seconds, Hinata opened her mouth to speak, "As I said before, I really like the idea of having my own servants. I tried to convince myself otherwise, but not anymore. I love having other people obey my orders, and I love being able to use their bodies anyway I want. I'm addicted to the feeling, and I don't want to get rid of it. But I've also realized something else too, Mira…"

Hinata narrowed her eyes, and whispered, "I don't like it when my slaves defy me."

Mira returned a nasty glare, "Are you threatening me?"

"Mira, if I'm to enjoy the rest of my time, even if it's just for a few more hours, I want to be a true angel, and that means having everyone here made into my belongings. I think you should be my slave too, Mira. Become my slave, and bow before me."

"Hinata… you…"

"Mira, that wasn't a request. Bow before me."

Mira eyes widened for a second, before narrowing, dangerously.

"What… did you say?!"

Hinata grinned.

"I said, bow!"

The trap was sprung.

Chakra exploded from the ground, and black marks appeared all along the ground, forming into a circle around Mira. Suddenly, dozens of chakra ropes shot from the symbols on the ground, and wrapped tightly around Mira's entire body.

"Gah! What?!" Mira hissed.

"A sealing ceremony I had Kokona prepare for you ahead of time," Hinata explained, smirking, "She's pretty good at working in the shadows. Even you didn't notice. I just needed for you to walk in that exact spot. Now, you can be mine."

Mira was so shocked that it temporarily overpowered her anger. She couldn't believe what was happening. She had never imagined Hinata acting in such a way. That mischievous little minx actually set up a trap for her! Since when did Hinata have the bravery to do this?!

Mira gritted her teeth in frustration as the chakra ropes pulled her arms and legs to the ground. The woman was forced on her knees, unable to break herself free. Mira felt a tidal wave of Hinata's chakra invade her body. She could literally feel it changing her body from the inside out. And her chakra did its work. Slave markings appeared on Mira's body, threatening to spread and consume her body.

"Hinata! Release me, NOW!" Mira barked, directing genuine anger at Hinata. However, Hinata did not listen. She continued to pour chakra into Mira, slowly taking over. Mira even felt herself losing control of her own arms. If things had kept going, Mira would have lost, that is, until her sharingan was activated.

"ENOUGH!"

Hinata's eyes widened in surprise. The chakra ropes that trapped Mira suddenly evaporated in an instant. Though the marks already on Mira's body remained, she was freed. Mira then turned her glare to Hinata, and her blood practically ran cold. Mira's mangekyo sharingan was activated again, and her face and neck were covered by those horrific black cracks coming from her eyes.

"N-Not yet!" Hinata shouted, trying her best to not lose her cool. Mira broke free far faster than she expected. She focused her energy in a last ditch effort. Following her mental command, the patterns on the group expelled hundreds of chakra ropes from all directions. Mira had no way of avoiding them all.

"Hmph!" Mira snarled, and snapped her eyes wide open.

And ALL of Hinata's chakra ropes dispersed into nothing. But the girl didn't even get the chance to act crestfallen, because she was unable to react at all!

'I, I can't move!' Hinata found herself frozen in place. Not only were her ropes destroyed, but her entire body was completely locked in time. It was the same technique Mira once used to fend off Charlotte. Hinata couldn't move, couldn't mold chakra, and couldn't hope to break free. In mere seconds, Mira foiled Hinata's plan, and as she got back up to her feet, the glare Mira sent to her was nothing short of terrifying. She had become an enraged demon, a demon that did not like to be crossed.

"Alright Hinata, that was a good joke," Mira's voice was laced with venom, "But don't go getting full of yourself. This whole area around us is frozen in time, and you have no way out."

'C'mon, c'mon!' Hinata struggled the hardest she could to break free, but it was useless.

Mira scowled at the trapped girl, "I hope you know, Hinata, I don't take kindly to people slighting me, and that includes you. I'm rather disappointed to learn that you were immature enough to think you could go against me. I expected more from y-HURK!"

Mira's words were cut off. An arm had suddenly swung around her neck and trapped her in a head lock.

"Ack! What the… LENN?!" The older Fields sister had come to Hinata's rescue. Lenn, who had her own sharingan activated, made her move while Mira was distracted.

"GH! L-Lenn! What are you doing!?"

"You naughty little sister," Lenn sneered, "Did you forget that my sharingan grants me immunity to your time lock? Space-time magic is easy to counter when you have space-time magic of your own. How dare you raise a finger against Hinata!"

"Ghk! Lenn! Dammit, let me go!" Mira struggled against Lenn, but her arms were still immobilized by Hinata's seal, and she had little way to break herself free without using the sharingan again. In any normal scenario, Lenn wouldn't have stood a chance against Mira, but Hinata's attack had created just the opening she needed. Mira didn't enjoy the thought, but if she had to take down her own sister, she would do it. Mira concentrated and prepared another powerful technique.

That is, before her eyes were suddenly blinded by shadow.

"W-what?!" Mira shouted, startled at the intrusive darkness.

"I won't let you disrespect Hinata!" It was Nell. The normally shy girl now stood courageous against Mira. With her girlfriend in danger, Nell wasn't going to back down. Thanks to Lenn's sharingan, Mira's time lock was disabled, giving Nell the chance to use a ninjutsu to cover Mira's eyes in a shroud of shadows. It wasn't a particularly advanced technique, but it disrupted anyone who relied on eye techniques.

"Stay right there, Mira!"

"You won't be getting away from us!"

"How dare you try to attack Hinata!"

Suddenly dozens upon dozens of angry women came charging into the scene. Every one in the village rushed at full speed to Hinata's rescue. They unleashed jutsu after jutsu to bind Mira completely. Ropes, vines, ice, stone. All of the elements were directed by ninjutsu to cover and trap Mira entirely, rendering the once-dangerous ninja completely helpless.

Mira, blinded and trapped, sputtered in a mixture of rage and shock, "What?! You're all here? How did you-?"

"Thank you everyone. The plan worked!" Hinata said with relief, having been freed from Mira's sharingan.

Mira was floored. "W-what? You… you… planned this?"

Hinata grinned victoriously, "That's right. The real reason I ordered everyone to leave me alone was so they would be ready to ambush you if things went wrong. I entered everyone's dreams and told them my plan so you wouldn't find out, and I used myself as bait to lure you here. You've always avoided the church so you wouldn't get enslaved yourself, but you've never missed a chance to talk to me when I'm alone, so I used that to my advantage."

Mira's mouth fell open in shock. Her anger was replaced with complete surprise. She couldn't believe that Hinata thought so far ahead. Just how long was Hinata working under her nose like this?

As if having read her mind, Hinata said, "I've been planning this ever since you introduced me to the slave seal for the first time, Mira. The moment you refused to get sealed for yourself, a part of me knew that you had ulterior motives. I knew that while you might have been happy, a part of you was also scared. Because despite what you've said in the past, you weren't really ready to be mine yet. You wanted to make sure that the seal wouldn't be strong enough to control you completely. You wanted there to be a special backdoor just for yourself, so that you could usurp me anytime you wanted."

"You knew… from the beginning?" Mira gaped in disbelief.

"Yes, and once I was ready, I started entering the other's dreams in order to gather information. I figured that since Kokona helped in developing the seal, that she might have more knowledge on some of your secrets, and sure enough I was right."

Kokona, standing next to Hinata while maintaining one of her own jutsu on Mira, laughed smugly, causing her braided blue hair to dance in the air, "Damn straight! I know a lot about Mira's techniques, including the 'Unseen Spy' technique she uses to keep tabs on everything in the village. All I had to do was use a couple tricks of my own to sabotage them, and prevent them from sensing the chakra from the enslavement sealing marks on the ground. A couple of blind spots here. A couple of temporary disabling there, and I was able to set up a whole sealing ceremony just for you, Mira! And I even managed to disable all of your spies so you wouldn't sense us coming when you tried to attack Hinata. All just a part of my genius!"

"Yes, and I'll give you plenty of blessings for that, Kokona," Hinata said, causing Kokona to squeal, "But it wasn't just Kokona. I made sure that everyone knew of my plan, and they all helped in preparing for this moment. I didn't even have to convince them of it either. They were completely on my side the very moment I told them what I planned to do."

The women all let out words of agreement and reverence for Hinata's words.

"You're so smart, Hinata!" Tammy gushed.

"That's our Hinata for you! Never misses a thing." Charlotte beamed proudly.

"Seriously Mira, what made you think you could stand up against a divine being? Such insolence!" Sayoko taunted.

'No way…' Mira thought in amazement. She was speechless. She couldn't believe it. Everything had suddenly collapsed around her. She had been betrayed by the very thing she created. Mira realized how foolish she was to think that she had the others on her side. Of course they would be loyal to Hinata over her! Even Lenn would eagerly turn against her own sister if Hinata willed it. Mira was sure Lenn probably babbled as much information as she could, including the fact that Lenn knew how to counter some of her sharingan techniques. But Mira never imagined that Hinata would ever try to pull a stunt like this. Mira saw Hinata as a timid wallflower, and even after Hinata's mental changes, Mira never even entertained the possibility that Hinata would ever go against her like this. Yet she did, and her plan was surprisingly clever. So much that Mira felt a bit impressed despite her now grim situation.

"The greatest threat isn't the one you can see, but rather the threat that you don't even know exists, until it's too late."

That comment flashed in Mira's head. It was then that she realized. She had planted the seeds of her own downfall. Only one thought ran through her mind.

'I created a monster.'

"Now that everything has been settled, you can now finally be mine, Mira." Hinata announced slyly, causing the others to break out in a fit of giggles.

"Yes, but my baby sister was very naughty. A simple enslavement won't be enough. Mira needs to be taught a lesson." Lenn smirked evilly, "I think a spanking is in order!"

"W-wait!" Mira protested, but was cut off when she felt another surge of Hinata's chakra inside her. With her body completely neutralized by the others, Mira had no way to fight back this time. Mira gasped in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her body became bound. The slave seal markings expanded towards the remaining parts of Mira's body, including a collar-shaped pattern around her neck, completing her enslavement. Hinata then used the seal to forcibly shut off Mira's sharingan, disabled her chakra, and rendered Mira completely helpless. She then sent a mental order to her slaves to stop their binding techniques since they were no longer necessary. Mira could do nothing as the giggling women removed her clothes and forced her to the ground. They used a small technique to wrap Mira's wrists in chakra-laden ropes behind her back, then they pushed Mira's head to the ground, wrapped her legs up in more ropes, and forced her to stick her shapely butt in the air towards Hinata.

"Ahhh~, Mira, you look so much better with Hinata's slave blessing. Your butt is super big!" Sayoko squealed, admiring Mira's body which had been enhanced by the slave seal just like it did with the rest. Mira's butt got a noticeable boost, her twin globes becoming one of the largest and softest in the village, while still maintaining just the right amount of firmness.

"You're so cute, baby sister," Lenn giggled, "I'm happy to see you become one of us now, but you've been a bad girl, and you need to be punished. She's all yours, Hinata."

"Guh! No! Hinata, stop! All of you, let me go this instant!" Mira tried to sound threatening, but she was clearly shaken. The village leader's face was panicked, and her tone carried desperation. Mira strained as hard as she could, but couldn't break herself free. Hinata was in charge now.

Hinata's body filled with arousal at the sight. Mira, the once mighty Mira, was now trapped and powerless, bound as her slave. The secret Uchiha had become complacent. For the longest time, Mira thought she was the strongest person in the world, capable of out-smarting anyone and everyone. And that arrogance proved to be her undoing. She didn't even realize that her own village plotted against her, and that Hinata stole their loyalty long ago. Mira could not be beaten in a straight-up fight, but there was no need to. A few precious seconds to seal her body was all Hinata needed. Even the mightiest warrior could be felled if they were caught off guard, and Hinata did precisely that, robbing Mira of her freedom with proper timing and clever preparation.

Though Hinata was fond of Mira, this had to be done. Even if Hinata was to be the ruler, Mira never truly submitted to her. Mira intended to be the true leader, the one who ruled from the shadows, and Hinata was merely the figurehead. And as long as the Uchiha woman was "free", Hinata's desire to be an angel would never truly be fulfilled. Mira would always be there as Hinata's superior, and she couldn't have that. After all, it was just like what the Fifth Commandment said: Hinata has no equal.

It was time to put Mira in her place.

Hinata cooed seductively, "Don't worry, Mira. This won't hurt too much. In fact, I'll make it feel reeeally good. I hope you don't mind if I multiply your ability to sense pleasure by a couple hundred, do you?"

Mira shivered in fear, "N-no! That's too much! You'll break me! You'll bu-HOOOOOOOOOO-"!

The slave markings on Mira rippled with chakra, and Mira's voice turned high-pitched as her sensitivity exploded. Suddenly the ground against her nipples, the gentle breeze kissing her flesh, and even the feeling of Hinata's lustful gaze boring into her, all made her nerves endings burst with pleasure. So intense was the pleasure that Mira's body shook, and her attempts to break free only made the intensity stronger. The trapped woman tried to bargain her way out of it, barely able to stay coherent due to her sensitivity.

"Ah! Ough, kya! H-Hinata, s-stop. Okay, okay, you won. You won and I lost. I won't do it again, okay? Just let me go!"

However, the only response Mira received was laughter.

"Hah! Mira, don't you understand? You can't defy divinity. What Hinata wants, Hinata gets." Charlotte sneered mockingly.

"Yes, and disobedient slaves get punished." Kokona added, who was not on Mira's side at all.

"It's okay Mira, Hinata is super kind," Nell said, though even her voice was laden with sadism, "Hinata will treat you real nicely, and turn you into her personal bitch."

Nell's vulgar remark filed Mira with dread. She couldn't believe it. Bountiful Fields, the underlings she recruited, the grand plan she had concocted, all those years she spent, all of it turned against her in the blink of an eye. One minute she was in charge, and the next minute she had been overthrown. Mira was never defied so openly in her entire life. Sure, her companions disagreed with her now and then, and there was the occasional fight, but Mira always had the ultimate authority. She always got her way, and others always had to obey. But now, for the first time in her life, Mira felt completely powerless. She was completely at Hinata's mercy. And Hinata was going to thoroughly train her.

"Alright, Mira, here comes your punishment!" Hinata announced.

"Hinata! Wai-HYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!"

An ear-splitting SMACK filled the air, along with Mira's squeal. Hinata conjured up an invisible hand of chakra from the slave seal, and slapped Mira's plump butt at full force. For a split-second there was a large hand-shaped indentation on Mira's butt cheek before her flesh bounced back, sending her butt into a flurry of jiggling. Mira herself felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her nerves were struck with the force of a stampede, and her brain exploded in pure pleasure. It was the most extreme sensation she had ever felt, far greater than the time she coupled with Hinata in the Mirror Labyrinth.

Mira's eyes went wide and bloodshot, and she panted as if she had run a marathon. She wasn't used to this level of pleasure. It was inhuman. But Mira had no time to recover. This was a punishment after all.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"HUUUAAGHH! NNUUUUOOO! MHOOOOHH!"

Hinata relentlessly disciplined Mira, raining a full-blown onslaught on her sexy butt while the poor woman screamed. Mira's ass never stopped bouncing for a second. Hinata had at least a half dozen unseen hands in the air, and each of them spanked the disobedient slave nonstop.

"HEEEEEEEEEEE!" Mira's body seized up, suddenly breaking into a fit of spasms.

"Ah! She came! How adorable~," Sayoko cooed.

"Feels good doesn't it, Mira?" Lenn said with a sinister smirk, "Don't worry, there's more where that came from!"

Nell remained quiet, but she wiggled in place while she bit her thumb, clearly enjoying the display of dominance before her.

"Nuuuooo! Please! HHHUUO!" Mira begged to no avail. She could do nothing as Hinata gave her a nice, lavish spanking.

'W-What… is this? Ah… gods… it's, amazing!' Mira's mind was a whirlwind of mind-blowing pleasure. She had never realized how much more pleasure the slave seal could make her feel. She couldn't even begin to form any real thoughts before she came yet again. Over, and over, and over.

"GYAAAAA!"

"OOOOOOHHH!"

"IYAAAAAA!"

Every few seconds Mira came again, and each new orgasm hit her before the previous even ended. Her torture went on for minutes, but it felt like an eternity. She genuinely felt as if she were going insane from sheer pleasure. Mira lost control of her body completely, and not because of Hinata's seal either. Her body twitched, shuddered, and spasmed. She could not stop her toes from curling, her hips from shaking, or her moans from escaping.

"AAAHH! PLEASE! HINATA PLEASE! NO MOOOOOHHHH!" Mira climaxed again before she could finish.

"Not yet, Mira," Hinata teased, "You still need to be trained."

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"AAAH! OOGH! PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY I'M SORRY I'M SORRY!" Mira screamed helplessly, her voice filled with fear and pleasure. But more than the pleasure, what Mira felt most of all was the existence that Hinata trained her body into. Her body learned the reality of slavery, and the indominable force of Hinata's power. It terrified her, and in the face of such power, Mira's primal instincts did what they had to in order to placate it: beg for forgiveness.

"There we go, you finally said you're sorry," Lenn giggled while petting her sisters head. The other girls giggled as well, enjoying the sight of the normally intimidating woman become meek and submissive. The others all liked Mira, but they'd be lying if they said that they didn't find Mira overbearing sometimes, so seeing her get her comeuppance was a satisfying sight.

"You broke so easily, Mira." Charlotte chuckled, "I never knew you were such a lightweight, and you always act so tough too."

However, Mira could not retort. She barely even heard the others. All that went through her mind was Hinata's torture.

"I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! FORGIVE ME! FORGIVE ME HINATA! HUUOOOOO!" Mira yelled as she came again from an extra hard spank. Lustful moans and desperate apologies poured from her mouth. She had to apologize. She needed to apologize. Her body instinctively understood that it was only natural to surrender to the might of a superior being.

Hinata, clearly pleased with her behavior, said with a mischievous tone, "Thank you, Mira. I'm so glad to hear you say that. A good girl like deserves a reward for being honest."

"Hua?" Mira panted deliriously. Was it over? Was her punishment over?

Oh no, it wasn't over yet.

"Here you go, Mira" Hinata said with motherly kindness, "As a reward, I'll give you a nice whipping too!"

Mira had no time to process Hinata's remark, for as soon as she finished, blue chakra poured from several nearby women and formed into a series of whips. The whips floated in the air, controlled by Hinata's thoughts. And mere seconds later, they assaulted Mira's already tender butt with several loud CRACKS.

Mira's voice turned louder and with even less sanity. The whipping brought pleasure, but with a pinch of pain too, which somehow made it feel even better. The naughty slave came nonstop, and her voice lost any sense of the pride and confidence she once had. Mira's voice was shrill, loud, and subservient. Her face became an orgasmic mess, and her body was thoroughly educated on the truth of Hinata's superiority. The pleasure, the helplessness, the humiliation. It was all overwhelming.

But despite Mira's words and attempts to escape, she still moaned with intense pleasure. Her words said one thing, but her body was more honest. Even if she begged for Hinata to stop, there was a growing urge inside Mira that actually got off on the rough treatment. The constant cumming made her go mad, and the feeling of submission was a massive turn on. Mira never knew Hinata had become so strong. So dominant.

"Well Mira? Does it feel good?" Hinata asked soothingly, which clashed with the brutal way she still continued to violate the older woman.

"Ooh! Hng… ghh… it feels… it feels…" Mira strained through shortness of breath, embarrassed to speak the truth.

SMACK! SNAP! SMACK!

"Tell me, Mira. Does it feel good? I won't force you to say it, but I want to hear it," Hinata asked again, still whipping and spanking her prisoner. Hinata wasn't going to force the answer through the seal. She wanted to hear the truth from Mira's own will, and Hinata wouldn't stop until she spilled it out.

"Oh my, look at your face, sis!" Lenn exclaimed, "You're like a slut in heat!"

Lenn's words were true. Mira's eyes were half-lidded, her eyes unfocused, and she had a very lewd smile on her face. Even her movements shifted. Instead of frantically trying to escape, Mira bounced her body in tandem with the "attacks" on her body. It was all unconscious, but Mira's body had begun to accept its purpose as Hinata's belonging.

"AUGH! It… feels… OOOOH!"

"Hmmm?" Hinata pushed just a bit further.

"IT… FEELS GOOD!" Mira finally shouted at the top of her lungs.

The surrounding women all gasped in excitement.

"There you go, Mira! You're finally being honest!" Lenn cheered.

"No surprise there. Nobody can resist Hinata," Charlotte said adamantly.

"AH! YES! IT FEELS GOOD, HINATA! IT FEELS AMAZING! I LOVE IT! I LOVE IT! PUNISH ME MORE! PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR DISOBEYING YOU!" Mira shouted her submission to the world, and was rewarded by being hit with her umpteenth orgasm.

Mira admitted everything. This was amazing! Hinata was amazing! Submitting to Hinata felt amazing! She realized why the other girls loved being slaves so much. Hinata knew how to take charge and put disobedient sluts like her in her place! Of course Hinata punished her! She deserved it! Mira understood now. She always said she would one day submit to Hinata, but it wasn't until now that she truly realized what that meant. Submitting meant giving up everything, including pride. Mira tried to have it both ways, trying to make Hinata a ruler while still keeping the reigns for herself. That's why, despite her words, she avoided getting her body and soul bound to Hinata. How foolish! It felt SO much better to give up everything, to let loose and have Hinata control everything.

The women all let out words of triumphant celebration. The mighty Mira had fallen. But in their eyes, what happened was not a surprise. They had full confidence Hinata would come out on top. She was a divine being after all, and lesser humans like them needed to know their place. Now, Mira learned hers. Being the good master she was, Hinata had her unseen hands firmly grope and squeeze Mira's entire body, while still gifting her with plenty of spanks and strikes from her whips.

"OOH! THANK YOU! THANK YOU FOR PUNISHING THIS WORTHLESS SLAVE! OOOH!" Mira's eyes rolled up as she came harder than ever. Hinata's dominance made Mira hopelessly aroused. Hinata's strength frightened her, which only made it feel better. Mira got her first taste of true submission, and she loved it. She loved the feeling of her entire body being blessed. She gave in completely, moaning and cumming and begging for Hinata to use her body in any way she desired. She became enslaved to her awakened masochism, and completed her conversion into a true slave, and what a wonderful feeling it was.

The punishment continued on. The new slave was forced into extreme heights of pleasure as her gorgeous body was lovingly tortured. Spankings, whippings, groping, and even a bit of choking and hair-pulling. Mira had no choice but to take all of it. Eventually, her position shifted when Hinata used her leashes to pull Mira up into air. From then on, Mira was forced to be at the center of attention, feeling the eyes of everyone staring at her while she was pleasurably abused for all to see. The exposure both embarrassed and aroused her, which only made it better. Mira's pleasure-drunk voice slurred out apologies for daring to defy her master, while also thanking Hinata for giving her the punishment she deserved.

After what felt like an eternity, the disciplining eventually came to an end. Mira was left exhausted, satisfied, and completely limp. Her butt sore, her hair disheveled, and her body sticky with sweat. But most importantly, she learned her lesson, and had no intention on lifting a finger against Hinata ever again. Hinata created a leash that attached to the collar-shaped mark on Mira's neck, and gently pulled the tired woman up so she could place her on her fatty breasts. Mira moaned from the warmth and softness of Hinata's fat. After a few minutes of rest, she slowly opened her eyes.

"Hinata, I'm… I'm sorry."

Hinata returned a gentle smile, "It's okay, Mira. I'm not upset. I'm actually really glad to have you with me. I've always wanted to make you happy."

"Happy?" Mira asked through bleary eyes.

"Yes. I'm really grateful for everything you've done. It's because of you that I've been able to enjoy all this happiness. I only wanted to share it with you too, Mira. Because I realized that you've been working hard all your life, and having to place everything on your shoulders. It must have been really hard for you, wasn't it?"

"That's right, Hina-bunny," Lenn joined in, climbing up Hinata's belly in order to comfort her sister.

"My baby sister's always been such a hard worker. Always putting 100% into everything she's ever done. It's just one of the reasons why I'm so proud of her," Lenn punctuated her words by rubbing Mira's head with pride.

"But you know, Mira," Lenn continued, "Sometimes your need to do everything can work against you. It can be lonely, trying to be in charge all the time. It's just like Hinata said, it's time for you to relax. You've already done so much for all of us. Let our angel handle things from here. Allow her grace into your heart."

"…" Mira was surprised to hear their words. She had never thought about her life like that before. She had been so used to planning, scheming, and chasing after her dream that she honestly forgot what it was like to think about much else. Were they right? Was she really overburdened this whole time? Mira looked back towards the other women, but they all had the same looks on their faces as Hinata and Lenn, as if to say, "Of course we feel the same, silly! Haven't you figured it out?" Mira didn't realize that she, too, needed saving. To think that it was her very own "creation" that was ultimately the one who saved her.

'Hinata, you really are amazing.'

Mira smiled weakly.

"Yeah… yeah, you're right. Thank you, Hinata," Mira finally let go. With a relieved sigh, she allowed herself to slightly sink in Hinata's fat. For the first time in her life, Mira felt a weight lift off her. A weight that she didn't realize was there. But with it gone, she felt a genuine sense of calm. Mira wondered if perhaps she wanted this to happen. Maybe deep down, she wanted Hinata to conquer her. She had always been in control of everything, and it did get overwhelming at times. She had to work herself to the bone to get to this point, and it wasn't easy either. Maybe she really did need this. It actually felt nice to be dominated by another person for once. Being a slave to an angel. Yes, perhaps, this was what she truly wanted all her life.

'I'm all yours, Hinata. From now on, I belong to you.' Was Mira's final thought before passing out with a smile on her face, ready to go through what was bound to be the best sleep of her life.

As the villagers gathered around Hinata, she and Lenn simply watched the sleeping Mira with caring adoration. And Hinata could only think one thing.

'Now everything is perfect.'