"In our world, the goddess watches over us. With her boundless kindness, empathy, and hunger, she leads us into her embrace. She represents and embodies everything we know and do not know: every emotion, every sense, every feeling, every physical and ethereal part of what we call reality. She is holy, divine, perfect. The goddess is perfect because she represents infinity. As humans, we are limited and flawed, only able to do so much. But the goddess has no limits, no bounds. Her kindness is a well that can never dry. Her beauty is a wonder that can never age. But above all of that is her hunger. Her hunger has no end, no pause. And it is her hunger that truly exemplifies her beauty. She eats in order to expand her infinite divinity. And the more she grows, the more love she can provide to her beloved followers A simple glance is all it takes for the watcher to fall under her spell. Because with a single look, one sees her body. Massive and corpulent beyond human recognition. Her belly flows endlessly, always in need of sustenance, and the fat flows through her legs, buttocks, breasts, and arms to create a gorgeous, gluttonous well of fat. Even those who had forgotten or abandoned the goddess cannot help but be taken in by her heavy radiance, because that single look is enough. Those who see the goddess witness infinity.

For many years, the goddess watched over her children and comforted them in their dreams. Whenever her children slept at sundown, the goddess entered their spirits and soothed their souls. But no matter how troubled or distraught the slumbering soul was before they entered the world of dreams, all those who beheld the goddess were in awe of her perfection. They received her love and guidance, and offered their loyalty in return. However, even the goddess herself could not prevent her beloved children from falling into darkness, because though the goddess is perfection incarnate, her children are not. As the years passed, more and more fell into the twisted hands of the demon known as shinobi. The goddess taught how to live properly under her light, but shinobi taught people to discard love and embrace violence. The darkness of shinobi spread throughout the world, and soon the people abandoned the corpulence of the goddess. They donned their bodies in armor and weapons, and called themselves ninja. The goddess wept as her world fell into blood and chaos, unable to prevent her children from tearing themselves apart. She begged and pleaded, but the corruption of shinobi continued on.

But the goddess was not to be deterred, for she possessed wisdom as great as her hunger. She devised a plan to descend from the heavens and live among the people. If she could not save her children from the heavens, then she would instead do so from the earth. She chose a family of shinobi to hide among, living as the clan head's first child, and with a body that prevented shinobi from detecting her divinity. From there, she slowly offered revelations to any uncorrupted souls that remained. Thankfully, her words were heard by one who would be her first saint, Mira. Though she could not hear all the words from her goddess, Saint Mira understood her desires, and sought to create a paradise for her goddess to find. She called the paradise Bountiful Fields.

As the years went on, however, the goddess too started to fall under the darkness of shinobi. Being forced to hide her divinity made her vulnerable to the violent shadow, and its tendrils slowly corrupted her soul. In an effort to resist, she relied on satisfying her appetite, but her pleas for food were rejected again and again. Thankfully, the loyal Saint Mira located the goddess' whereabouts before she became lost forever. Having constructed the paradise and gathering enough followers, she invited the goddess to reside in her new home. When the goddess arrived, her true desires, having once been locked away, burst free in an instant. The endless depths of her hunger were revealed, and she rushed to devour every ounce of food in Bountiful Fields. Fortunately, Saint Mira was prepared, and provided the goddess with all the food she desired. However, even she did not foresee the perfection of the goddess. The goddess ate, ate, and ate, growing to incredible sizes in little time. She expressed her hunger, kindness, lust, and greed. In the face of such infinite desire, the individuals living in Bountiful Fields could not help but fall in love. The goddess devoured their food, and seduced them with her beauty. She thoroughly educated them on the right way to live, and they learned their place as obedient slaves of the goddess. She converted all the inhabitants of Bountiful Fields in her servants, including Saint Mira. But the women were overjoyed, for the goddess was kind, and they wished for nothing more than to satisfy the goddess's every need. The more they surrendered to the goddess's infinite love and hunger, the more their hearts filled with love and happiness. Thus, her followers resolved to love their goddess infinitely as well.

Soon, the goddess was on the verge of fully regaining her divine powers. But the dark shinobi, having detected her presence, invaded Bountiful Fields in order to put an end to her perfection. They attacked, filled with bitter jealously and violent fury. But the goddess held firm. As a result of living among mortals, her powers were far more potent, and her followers, having experienced the love and gluttony of the goddess firsthand, fought valiantly for her. Blessed by the goddess's power, her servants repelled the invaders. After she achieved victory, the goddess fully awakened at last, and spread her love to the entire world. The darkness of shinobi started to fade at last, and the world entered a new age of loving obedience to their wonderful, perfect goddess, Hinata."

Excerpt from the Holy Bible of Hinata, Book: Ascension, Chapter 1

"Mmmm, that smells so good. I can't wait to stuff myself. How about you, Sasuke-kun?"

"No, I'm fine."

A young couple slowly walked together on the streets of the Leaf Village, making their way to one of the village's famous restaurants. Normally a young man and woman would not be an unusual sight, though the specific couple in question had gone through some notable changes. The young woman was a well-known kunoichi, Sakura Haruno, apprentice of the legendary Tsunade. Normally, Sakura was known for being a talented medical ninja with a specialty in strength-enhancing techniques. Being a hard-worker, Sakura was always at the ready to fight and help others in short notice. However, as the years passed, her once lithe form had changed as of late.

Sakura's gait gained a bit of a waddle in recent weeks. The simple act of walking should have been a breeze for her, but her body was not as it once was. Normally, Sakura was seen as petite, perhaps more petite than she would prefer to be seen since her curves were not as pronounced as she would have liked. Sakura did eventually get her curves, but not in the way she expected. She had become wider, much wider. As Sakura walked ahead, her flesh shook on each step, and it was immediately apparent that she acquired quite a lot of extra flesh. A sizable belly hung outward from under Sakura's shirt, hanging down over her hips and encroaching on her mid-thighs. It pushed her shirt up enough to reveal her navel, and her exposed fat hung over not just her front, but her sides and back as well. Her legs had widened a noticeable degree as well, and her thighs brushed together more than usual. The increased size could be seen at her chest and arms as well, though not as extreme as her bottom half. Her fattened arms and slightly chubby hands jiggled slightly with each step, and her normally flat chest had gained a modest increase. However, with the exception of her belly, none of her increases were as pronounced as the changes to her butt. Sakura had always been known for having a sizable rear end, but as the weeks passed by, her butt has grown giant. It pressed very tightly against her already close-fitting shorts, and her pants proved that it could not hold back the excess flesh for long. Even as they walked, her butt flesh poured out from both the top and bottom of her shorts, and the fabric had gained a number of tears in it, revealing her pink panties. Normally, Sakura wouldn't be caught dead exposing herself like this in public, but having her beloved Sasuke with her, and the painful growls of her empty belly, made her unable to care that much about shame.

"You're getting fatter, Sakura. Shouldn't you be dieting?" Sasuke asked curtly. As usual, Sasuke wasn't afraid to be brutally honest.

Sakura, instead of being upset, giggled in response, "Hee hee, it's no big deal Sasuke-kun. I haven't had a mission in ages, and my stomach is killing me. Let me splurge just one more time and I'll go on a diet, promise!"

"I've heard that excuse before…"

Sakura didn't respond. Instead, she licked her lips and rubbed her complaining belly. She imagined all the different foods she had every intention on eating. It was difficult to concentrate on anything when she was hungry. She wasn't always like this though, nor was she the only one, either. Sakura was just one of many women around the world that had gained inexplicable appetites when that fateful moment happened. That moment five years ago when a strange, mystical being rose into the air and changed everything.

When that mysterious symbol appeared on the moon, the entire ninja world fell into a panic. Madara Uchiha had entered everyone's mind, and many feared that he had somehow returned. However, it became clear it was starkly different than Madara's. The chakra felt different, and to the Leaf Village, familiar. But for the time being, there seemed to be no other effects. Nothing happened other than the chakra that the moon spread throughout the entire world. Of course, that did not prevent every ninja village from entering a state of emergency. The levels of chakra they sensed were far beyond anything they had ever faced. Their combined might could only just barely defeat Madara, and this new threat made Madara look like a mere insect in comparison. To say they were frightened was an understatement. But what they feared the most wasn't just the power of this enemy, but the sheer lack of information they had. They hadn't the slightest clue on what the unknown threat was, where it came from, or the source of its power. They were blind.

The clarity they sought came when Naruto and the Hyuuga clan returned to the Leaf Village, and they certainly had a story to tell. Tsunade and Kakashi had a wealth of theories on what they were facing, nothing prepared them for what Naruto and Hiashi told them. The truth that the enemy was in fact the kind, sweet, gentle wallflower, Hinata. Hinata, who betrayed the country, took control of her own cult of fat-loving fanatics led by Mira Fields who turned out to be an Uchiha, and cooperated with that Uchiha to reenact Madara's Moon's Eye Plan. It was absurd and farfetched beyond all belief, but Naruto, and especially Hiashi would not lie about something so serious. Hiashi in particular was more distraught and furious than anyone had ever seen him. In the blink of an eye, he lost both his daughters to a mad cult, and the world itself had possibly been put under Mira's mercy. Word of Hinata's betrayal and Mira's true identity spread like wildfire in the ninja world, and most struggled to grapple with the truth.

However, Mira's plan had precisely the effect she wanted. The countries of the world were far too late to do anything about it. They certainly tried, and managed to scramble together an army to take on Bountiful Fields, but when they traveled to the village's location, they found that it had disappeared. They immediately suspected that some form of genjutsu concealed the village from view, but nobody, not even the combined might of the ninja world, could dispel the illusion. The chakra from the "goddess" easily overwhelmed any form of chakra from mere mortals, and thus the world's military were left helpless to even enter Bountiful Fields, let alone fight against it. The world leaders continuously plotted ways to pierce the goddess's protective barrier, while living in desperate denial that they still had a chance to win, not wanting to admit they had already lost.

But over the next five years, the ninja countries started to change in strange ways, particularly with women. Increasing numbers of individuals reported having curious dreams about a large, absurdly overweight, divine goddess with beautiful, white wings. The goddess filled them with feelings of love, warmth, and a promise of eternal happiness and peace. Whenever that person woke up from their dream, they'd spend the rest of the day in a haze of pleasure. The authorities instantly recognized these dreams as the work of an outsider, whom they suspected was Hinata herself. People who had these visions were either treated, quarantined, or even confined, but no amount of medical ninjutsu or psychological therapy could make the dreams stop. No matter what they did, the nightly dreams only became stronger and more frequent. What started out as mere dreams eventually became real action. The person would either start to eat vastly more food, or would seek out another and feed them unhealthy amounts of food. Everyone who engaged in these behaviors had similar stories: they were always hesitant at first, but the act of eating or feeding always filled them with an overwhelming sensation of joy and comfort. They could never fully understand or explain why, but nothing could compare to the blissful feeling of giving into sinful gluttony. Despite the protests of their peers, these individuals rapidly gave in to their base desires, and became addicted. They simply could not resist the pleasure.

These "cults" appeared in every village in the world, and their numbers grew exponentially. Predominantly made of women, they gathered in groups preaching about the wonders of their goddess, and the endless joy that came from the act of gluttony. These cults sought out new members, and recruited girls that they referred to as "angels". These angels would then, without fail, be fed and worshipped by their cultists, and gain immense amounts of weight, turning into bloated parodies of their usual selves. However, they did not mind their obesity, and instead only seemed to become all the more ravenous for food, which their servants were more than willing to satisfy. What was more concerning was that these cultists often babbled about being blessed by the goddess, which turned out to be more accurate than many higher-ups wanted to admit. Those who claimed to be blessed were noted to have drastically higher levels of chakra, and their bodies were always youthful and without signs of aging. But the most worrying were the "angels", who grew to inhuman sizes, yet had not even the slightest health problems. Their appetites grew endlessly, and their cravings for food intensified no matter how much they ate. And these angels appeared to be the happiest of all. They seemed to live in eternal bliss, happily giving up their mobility and freedom in order to drown in weight gain.

Nobody was spared by the goddess's influence. It affected civilians, soldiers, politicians, and world leaders alike. Once it began to ensnare the leaders of the ninja villages, the politics of the world shifted. Resources were diverted away from fighting wars and instead towards keeping their growing angels fed. Some countries still managed to resist the temptation, but they were in a losing battle. A battle they would eventually lose, and the world would forever fall under the thrall of its goddess.

"There it is, Ichiraku!" Sakura bellowed in joy, "Hurry Sasuke-kun, I'm starving! I haven't eaten in ages."

"More like minutes…" Sasuke grunted. Since his efforts in combatting the new goddess had fallen short, the young man had little choice but to return to the Leaf Village and help plan a solution from home. However, a certain incident with Tsunade had caused those efforts to come to a screeching halt, so Sasuke simply remained home to watch over Sakura. However, Sakura's appetite had skyrocketed recently, and the pink-haired girl began to overeat severely. Though he often snarked at Sakura's weight gain, his words did nothing to deter the girl from eating, and Sasuke himself never really stopped her from eating either. He did little else but quietly accompany his companion to all the restaurants she wanted to go to.

The fattening girl gleefully waddled into the restaurant, her belly making its need to feed heard. Though she wasn't alone…

"Hey there, Sakura. You here to stuff yourself too?" Came a familiar voice.

"You bet, Ino. I can see you've already beaten me to the punch."

Sakura's best friend, Ino, was already seated, and Ino's body proved that Sakura wasn't the only one going through changes. Ino, once known for having the ultimate hourglass supermodel body, had a changed body that shattered that image forever. The blonde-haired girl had become very, very fat. She still wore an outfit that exposed her midriff, but instead of the firm tight belly she once had, there was a massive, double-layered belly that poured outward, large enough to stick out at least a foot in front of her. Her short skirt had been pushed further down, exposing a sizable amount of butt-crack, and was on the verge of tearing apart from her expanding butt. Ino's chest had grown a generous amount, equal the size of her head, and her arms and legs had thickened quite a bit. Her face had gotten chubbier, yet the smile she wore showed she seemed happier than she had ever been in ages. Next to the overweight Ino was a smiling Sai who had accompanied her on a date.

"Good to see you both, you're here just in time for the endless buffet," Sai greeted them politely.

"Ah! Hey Sakura, hello Sasuke-kun," called out another voice. It was Tenten. And like Sakura and Ino, her body had fattened quite a bit as well. Though unlike the other two, Tenten's clothes did more to hide her growing figure. But it was clear that her white top strained to contain her wide arms and expanding belly, and her red paints were nearly-skin tight from the way her butt and legs pressed against it. She wasn't as big as either Sakura or Ino. Tenten was merely chubby as opposed to outright fat, but the fact that she was here in Ichiraku, ready to participate in its brand new Endless Buffet day, showed that she would be more than chubby before long.

"Greetings my beloved guests. I hope you enjoy the gifts of the goddess to your fullest."

It was Ayame, daughter of Ichiraku's owner, Teuichi. Ayame had gone through a few changes of her own, but in a completely way than the three kunoichi ready to eat. Whereas Sakura, Ino, and Tenten became bigger, Ayame stayed thin. But while Ayame was always seen as good-looking, her looks seemed to have vastly improved. Ayame essentially took the place of Ino as the ultimate supermodel body in Konoha. Ayame had a small, tight belly, perfect hourglass figure, much larger breasts, wider hips, bigger butt, and deliciously thick thighs. But while her body changed for the better, it was her change in taste of clothing that stood out the most. Once being a conservative woman who fully dressed, Ayame now wore an extremely revealing outfit that left little to the imagination. A silky, lavender sash loosely wrapped around her bust, and a short, equally loose sarong wrapped around her hips. They were transparent enough to reveal the tiny bra and thong she wore. Her body was adorned from head to toe with bracelets, necklaces, amulets, and jewels, most of which were a mixture of lavender, purple, and blue colors. Many of them were shaped into or engraved with the belly crest that the world had become all too familiar with. She was, like so many other women, a cultist who worshipped the goddess of the world.

"Hello Ayame," Sakura said cheerfully, "You're looking really pretty today. How's your father?"

"Thank you, Sakura," Ayame bowed, "And my father is doing great. He's still out on vacation, but from the letters he's sent me, father's been having the time of his life." None of the guests, save for perhaps Sasuke, took offense to Ayame's clothes. The sight of scantily-clad women talking about the greatest of the goddess had quickly become a common occurrence around the world. No amount of threats or comments could stop them from doing so. But since they had proven themselves completely harmless, and any attempts to de-convert them had failed miserably, people eventually adapted to their presence. The fact that they had no problems exposing themselves to daylight earned them little complaints from the men, either. Ayame in particular had dived into the religious cult with intense fervor. In mere weeks after having experienced her strange visions, she had become an extremely devout follower, constantly preaching about the wonders of the goddess, weight gain, and food.

"Still dreaming about Hinata, huh?" Ino commented, "Is being a part of that religion really so amazing?"

"Yes, it is wonderful," Ayame sighed rapturously, "Ever since I gave myself to the goddess, all my worries and fears melted away. Just seeing others live life the way she intended for us fills me with a happiness I cannot describe. It's an amazing feeling, and I wouldn't trade it away for anything in the world."

"I see, well I'm not sure I really understand it myself. I mean, I do admit that the dreams always make me feel nice, but..."

"Well they're clearly affecting us in some way, Ino," Sakura laughed, "I mean, just look at us!"

"Yea, I suppose so," Ino admitted, "Well, eventually they'll come up with a way to reverse this. Until then, I'm just gonna stuff my face."

Ayame nodded, "Yes, that's the spirit! Now, wait just a few moments. I'll have the food out right away. Make yourselves comfortable." The convert bowed again before retreating to the kitchen, taking the time to shake her hips along the way.

"Man, things sure have changed, haven't they?" Ino said as Sakura slothfully climbed onto the stool.

"Yea, but there's not much we can do about it right now. Oooof!" Sakura grunted as she lowered herself onto her seat. The stool creaked loudly from the hundreds of pounds forced on top of it, and the reinforced legs bent from the weight. Her belly and butt easily covered the entire top of the stool.

"That's true. It's just… this hunger… it's hard to resist. If I don't eat at least 10,000 calories a day, I end up feeling like I'm about to lose my mind."

"Same here," Tenten nodded sadly, "I was able to hold out for about a month, but now I can't help myself anymore. It just feels so good to eat!"

"Yea, but it's not so bad when you have someone special to share it with, right Sasuke-kun?" Sakura smiled flirtatiously at her companion, who simply scoffed and looked away. Sakura might have been much more negative about her current state, but with her boyfriend around, it was hard for her to be upset about it. She had gone through mental hell all the years Sasuke was away. As long as her beloved was here to keep her company, then obesity was a small price to pay as far as Sakura's viewpoint was concerned.

Sai spoke up, "But it does make you wonder, doesn't it? I certainly never expected Hinata of all people to become so powerful. And there are many like Ayame who worship her like a goddess, and Naruto also told about how Mira Uchiha and the women in Bountiful Fields treated her as such. I sometimes wonder if there's some truth to that theory. That maybe Hinata is…"

"You think Hinata's actually a goddess?" Ino looked up at Sai curiously, "Well, honestly that wouldn't be the strangest thing that's happened lately. It's a pretty interesting thought though. Imagine if that were the truth, and our shy little friend was actually a literal goddess the whole time."

"I do wonder that myself sometimes…" Tenten admitted.

"Nonsense," Sasuke interjected, "You should know that this is all just manipulation from the jutsu implanted on the moon. It's tampering with your thoughts and desires. That's the only reason you're like this."

"Yea, but it's not so bad is it, Sasuke-kun? I mean, you've certainly been feeding me and rubbing my belly a lot lately," Sakura teased.

"No, I'm only doing it to keep you from complaining, that's all," Sasuke replied with a touch of defensiveness, which made Sakura giggle in response. In spite of Sasuke's words, the group quietly contemplated to themselves what kind of being Hinata truly was. While it's true that their rational selves understood that there was no way Hinata could be a goddess, the other parts of their minds couldn't help but entertain the thought. After all, they've experienced the same dreams that many others had, and within those dreams, they witnessed and beheld Hinata's power and grace. Even in dreams, they knew Hinata's power far exceeded theirs, and understood all too well that they were mere specks of dirt in comparison to her might. Even if she had obtained her power through man-made means, there was no denying that her power was very much god-like. And if a person had the power of a god, was it really so strange to refer them as such?

That thought would have to remain for later, for Ayame returned with several large, floating bowls of some of the best smelling ramen in the restaurant's history.

"Oh goddess, that smells delicious!" Ino moaned, feeling her hunger spike.

"Yes, ramen! I've been craving ramen for ages," Sakura licked her lips while rubbing her belly.

"Geez, there goes my diet again…" Tenten whined, squirming in her seat while locked in a mental battle to resist her urges. A fight which she was sure to lose.

Three hungry bellies growled loudly, drowning out all other noise in the room. The kunoichi locked their eyes with the ramen that Ayame placed in front of them. The ramen both smelled and looked more delicious than ever before. Even in their previous thin states, they would have had trouble resisting, but with the way they were now, there was only one way this would end.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Sasuke asked suspiciously, noting Ayame's sudden ability to make objects float.

"I learned it from the goddess," Ayame answered proudly, "The goddess knows all, and she shared her knowledge with me."

Sasuke opened his mouth to speak, but Sakura's squeal came first.

"Kya! It smells amazing! Ayame, you've really outdone yourself this time," Sakura wasted no time getting her chopsticks ready.

"Thank you very much, Sakura. It's an honor to provide food to the chosen angels of the goddess. Now, no need to wait for me. Please, eat as much as you like."

"Finally, finally!" Sakura nearly drooled as she pulled up a pile of noodles.

"Goddess… I can't wait," Ino dove her chopsticks in the tasty soup.

"Can't resist, so hungry," Tenten moaned, collecting her own group of noodles.

The three women filled their mouths completely with delicious noodles, and the feast began.

"MMMMMM!" Sakura, Ino, and Tenten moaned loudly in unison, their voices filled with so much satisfaction and pleasure that nothing else compared. Their taste buds sang from the explosion of flavor in their mouths. So great was the taste that they nearly shed tears of joy. They chewed their mouthfuls up with incredible speed, and deeply swallowed every morsel. But they had only just begun. All three of them instantly went for the next bite, then another, and another.

Seeing the three kunoichi eat was quite a sight. They acted nothing like the proper ninja they had always been. The mature Sakura, the prim and proper Ino, and the strait-laced Tenten. They had always been no-nonsense individuals who were above childish antics and poor etiquette. Yet none of those higher traits were on display now. The moment the taste of ramen touched their tongues, their hunger had taken over, and the young women devolved into starving beasts with not a single thought to manners. Within merely a minute, all resistance and rationality had faded from them. Whatever thoughts they had on dieting or fear of weight gain had vanished, and an undying hunger consumed their minds. Hunger controlled them, and revealed what they truly were. They devoured their ramen at a rapid pace, each of them with animalistic expressions and eyes filled with a maddening lust for food. Ravenous chewing, desperate panting, blissful moans, and guttural gulps were the only things they spoke anymore. Their bellies gurgled loudly, rapidly digesting and breaking down their quickly filling contents.

"Such a beautiful sight. You do the goddess proud," Ayame sighed happily while she rubbed her thighs together, seemingly enjoying the display more than anyone should. As she did so, she continuously floated more bowls of ramen to the hungry girls.

"My my, Ino, you're eating like a pig. You'll never lose weight at this rate," Sai teased. However, Ino did not angrily retort as she usually would. She didn't even seem to hear him. Ino focused entirely on filling her empty stomach.

"…" Sasuke remained silent, not offering any sign of a positive or negative reaction. However, he did not take his eyes off Sakura.

Stacks of empty bowls filled the bar table, reaching up to the ceiling. There seemed to be no end to their appetites. They easily devoured enough bowls worth of ramen to break the previous "Queen of Gluttony" record once held by Hinata many years back, and they showed no signs of stopping. They continued to eat as if they were on the verge of starvation. Each of them cleaned the bowls completely, eating all the noodles, meat, and vegetables before drinking all the broth down to the last drop. If anything, they seemed to be speeding up. Their bellies demanded more, and the extreme hunger that overtook them made it near-impossible to resist.

The stools carrying the three girls all creaked louder than before. The seats drooped closer to the ground, coming dangerously close to breaking apart. But that did nothing to stop the ravenous kunoichi. Ayame, Sai, and Sasuke all watched intently as the girls gained weight before their very eyes. Their bellies were the first to expand. Ino's and Sakura's bellies, already both very large, started to creep towards their knees. Tenten, being the least fat of the three, instead had her belly push tighter against her top, but her shirt rose up inch by inch, slowly revealing her expanding belly and widening sides. Their breasts increased in size as well. Being the largest, Ino's breasts forced themselves harder against her bra, and the clasp on her bra snapped open. Sakura and Tenten, though smaller than Ino, gained noticeable boosts to their busts. But even without having immense breasts, both of their blouses started to split apart due to their expanding arms, backs, and bellies. Their butts grew bigger as well. Sakura, having the largest butt, expanded the most, keeping in pace with her belly's growth. Her lower cheeks forced her pants down until it simply could not go any lower due to the chair. But by doing so, her butt might as well have been naked, and her lower cheeks widened and enlarged enough to cover a two-person couch. Ino too, had her growing ass bared to the world, and Tenten's ass expanded enough to make her pants skin-tight, along with gaining a number of tears in them. The underwear on all three of them strained from the increasing size, and became buried deeper within their butt cracks. Their legs gained as well, becoming wobbly and slow with their new girth.

"Hmpph, sphorry, Sasuke-kuppfff," Sakura mumbled an apology for shamefully exposing her body like that, though her mouth was full. But the pink-haired girl immediately went back to eating, unable to resist for more than a couple of seconds.

"Don'fff rook, Sssai," Ino aimed a comment at Sai, though she too went right back to eating. They simply could not prioritize anything over food.

The two boys did not respond, though Sai certainly didn't seem to mind the view. Sasuke remained as stoic as usual, but those who observed closely could see Sasuke stealing the tiniest glances at Sakura's butt.

'Goddess, this tastes amazing. I never knew stuffing myself could feel this good! I want to do this forever!' Sakura thought while she stuffed her cheeks to the maximum, encroaching on eating her 100th bowl of ramen.

'I can't stop. I can't stop. I can't stop! It's so good, I love it!' Ino desperately chugged down all the broth in her current bowl, fully ready to fill herself even more.

'Screw my diet! I don't care anymore! I need to eat more. More, more, MORE!' Tenten lost all sanity and opened her mouth wider than what should be humanly possible. She forced an entire bowl's worth of ramen in her gaping maw, unable to think about anything else other than feeding her endless hunger.

"Goodness Ino, you're really fat now," Sai chuckled, "If you eat too much, your belly will start to ache. I'll just have to fix that." Walking over to the fattening blonde, Sai placed his hands on Ino's enlarging belly and began to rub it firmly.

"OOOHH!" Ino froze from Sai's touch, moaning loudly. It was barely a touch, yet Sai's hands brought nothing but pleasure to her.

"Ooh! Sai, your hands… are amazing! Oh goddess, don't stop!" Ino then resumed her eating, devouring her mouthfuls even faster than before.

"Ah, Sasuke-kun, me too! Rub my belly please!" Sakura, becoming jealous of Ino, turned to Sasuke and pleaded with him. In any other situation, Sakura would have never requested such a thing, but her baser instincts were in control, and she had become a slave to them.

"Tsk, asking me to do something so stupid," Sasuke muttered with irritation. However, despite his words, Sasuke did just that. Acting as nonchalant about it as possible, Sasuke slowly lowered his hand to Sakura's belly and started to rub it.

"HMMM!" Sakura too, moaned in pleasure, "Hmph! More, Sasuke-kuphh!" She stuffed her mouth again while encouraging Sasuke to touch her more, which he did, much to his consternation.

"Fufu, Tenten, I certainly hope you don't mind if I rub your poor little belly too," Ayame seductively sauntered over to Tenten. Before waiting for a response, Ayame moved behind Tenten and pressed herself against the fat girl. She moved her hands to push up Tenten's shirt to fully expose the girl's belly, then squeezed it strongly.

"AAAH!" Tenten yelped, embarrassed but nonetheless pleased by the touch.

"Y-your hands! So har-PPHH!" was all Tenten could get out before she filled her mouth again. She was simply too hungry to resist, and she let Ayame touch her as much as she wanted.

"Here, let's allow you girls some privacy so we can please you more," Ayame waved one of her hands, and curtains slid across the entire entrance, blocking the inside of the Ichiraku restaurant from view.

A seemingly endless stream of bowls practically flew at high speed from the kitchen, keeping the three kunoichi well fed. The girls ate with even greater ferocity, moaning from both the flavor of the ramen and the pleasure from their belly rubs. They had long since lost count as to how many bowls they consumed. Their bodies continued to grow. Sakura and Ino's bellies hung past their knees, and their butts engulfed the top of their seats from view. Tenten had reached obesity now, and her clothes revealed more than they covered. But while Tenten still had some semblance of clothing, Sakura and Ino's clothes were nearly completely ravaged. Their shirts split open, the leggings ripped, and their underwear had snapped apart. They were only mere seconds from-

RIIIIP

That was it. Almost at the same time, Sakura and Ino's clothes tore apart completely. Their shirts and bras fell apart in tatters, and their shorts and underwear split open entirely. They were both naked, and their beautiful, extremely obese bodies were shown to their lovers with nothing left to the imagination. Ino's sported enormous breasts, and massive belly, and a very large butt. Sakura had smaller breasts than Ino, but a much larger butt, and an equally massive belly.

Sai and Sasuke, however, did not leave their girls' side. Sai raised his other hand to grope Ino's large tits, and Sasuke moved one of his hands to grab Sakura's huge butt.

"AHH! SAI!"

"OOH! SASUKE-KUN!"

Both girls reacted with bliss, and without the slightest bit of embarrassment. Their bodies were on fire with pleasure, and their exposure only made it feel even better. The girls shamelessly moaned, all sense of decency lost in that moment. They moaned and encouraged their mates to grope them as much as they wanted, which they did. However, the intense pleasure made them squirm in their seats. Which then led to-

SNAP!

CRACK!

"KYA!"

"EEK!"

Unable to withhold the weight, the stools under Sakura and Ino broke apart, sending the obese girls falling to the groud, landing with ground-shaking thuds. The two nude girls rolled on the ground, weighed down by their fat. Ino's tits and belly pinned her on her back, while Sakura's belly and butt made her turn on her side. The ramen had wreaked havoc on their bodies, turning the once fat girls into beautifully obese maidens of gluttony. It took the two a few seconds to recover from the shock, but they were unharmed.

"Oh goddess, I ate too much!" Ino groaned while holding her enormous belly, feeling its intense weight hold her down.

"Sooo big…" Sakura moaned, also clutching her belly. Yet despite their complaints, Sakura and Ino wore blissful smiles on their faces. Their meal was fantastic, and their bloated bodies felt amazing.

"You look more beautiful than ever, Ino," Sai whispered charmingly, "Here, let me massage that belly of yours."

"AHHH! YES!" Ino moaned loudly when she felt Sai's soft hands grope her engorged belly again. The pleasure was too great for Ino to worry about the fact that she was nude, fat, and lying on the ground.

"Hmph, idiot. Making me do this," Sasuke scowled at Sakura, but once again, his actions didn't match his words. He roughly squeezed Sakura's belly with one hand, and furiously groped her giant butt with the other.

"OOH! SASUKE-KUN!" Sakura joined Ino with loud moans of her own. She helplessly squirmed under Sasuke's grip, loving the way her lover touched her.

"Yes! More Sai! Don't stop!"

"More Sasuke-kun! Squeeze me more! I love you, Sasuke-kun!"

While the two nude girls shamefully encouraged their boyfriends to violate them, Tenten too couldn't resist Ayame's naughty hands.

"Cute little Tenten," Ayame whispered into her ear while squeezing her belly, "Why don't you come to my room after this? I've been looking for an angel to keep with me, and I have a delicious dessert I want you to try. I'll tie you down, feed you as much as possible, and turn you into my beloved immobile prisoner. How about it?"

"Wha? B-but-" Tenten stammered, but still couldn't stop her hands from forcing more food down her throat. For some reason, Ayame's words were far more enticing than she wanted to admit. The image of her helpless self tied down, being forced to eat dozens of sweet, yummy cakes, growing until she couldn't move anymore for the rest of her life.

"It's too late to resist, Tenten," Ayame said huskily, "You're mine now. I'm gonna lock you up in my room and feed you forever. Don't you want to be my helpless angel, Tenten? Don't you want to taste my sweet cakes? I'll pamper and feed you forever. It's just what the goddess would want."

"Ah… ah… I… I…" Tenten stammered with a fierce blush, yet the pleasure from Ayame's belly rub felt better by the second. Her body was on fire, and she desperately wanted more. It felt so good. And the promise of sweet, soft cakes made her hunger spike even higher. To be a helpless prisoner. To be fed and rubbed as much as she wanted…

"KYAAA!" Tenten shouted, overwhelmed by the naughty thoughts running through her head. At the same time, her clothes tore apart. She revealed her obese state: her chubby face, widened arms and legs, enlarged breasts, oversized butt, and her gorgeous, large belly.

The feast of lust and gluttony continued. Sakura and Ino had turned into near-immobile beauties, writhing helplessly from the touches of their lovers, and Tenten let herself be embraced and captured by who would be her new feeder. By the end of the feast, Sakura and Ino were taken home, both still nude, but no longer caring about anything but being fed and loved by their caring boyfriends. Tenten, however, was taken to Ayame's room, where she was eventually tied up to the bed, and force-fed dozens of sweet cakes, growing larger with each bite. And Tenten, enslaved by the sugary flavor, her bindings, and her own gluttony, ate every single one. It would be several weeks before Tenten would be found, but the Tenten they would eventually discover would not be the thin ninja she used to be, but a lazy, immobile blob of gorgeous fat, enlarged to the point that she covered and destroyed the bed she was trapped on. But by then, Tenten would have no desire to leave.

Surely such a situation should have caused the authorities to be alerted and action to be taken. But no such thing happened, because the upper echelons of Konoha had their own handful to take care of, and that handful rested within the Hokage tower.

"Hurry up, you lazy servants. It's been a full ten minutes since my last meal and I'm starving!" the voice bellowing orders belonged to none other than Tsunade herself. In a twist of fate, the cult's influence had ensnared Tsunade within its web as well. Tsunade, for a while, simply rejected the religious proselytizers and their twisted words, yet the Fifth Hokage fell under their influence anyway. Their words had little sway on the proud woman, but their food, and especially their alcohol did. It started when Tsunade, using the excuse of "treating herself", pigged out at a restaurant owned by a cultist in disguise. The food and alcohol charmed the Fifth, and the intoxicated Tsunade couldn't help but eat like crazy. She made a habit on visiting restaurants owned by those who served the goddess, and her visits became more frequent each week until she spent every day at them. And eventually a single visit a day turned into two, then three. By a single month, Tsunade spent most of each day eating food and guzzling sake, and her waistline expanded non-stop. Unfortunately for Tsunade's advisors, nothing they said could sway her, for the woman was too stressed out by trying to maintain society under the massive upheaval it was going through. She gave all sorts of excuses, insisting that she could quit anytime she wanted, a day which never came.

"H-H-Here you are, Tsunade-sama," Shizune stuttered in fear as she came running into Tsunade's room carrying a tall bottle of sake that was half as tall as Shizune herself.

"Finally!" Tsunade snatched the bottle and immediately brought it to her lips to chug it down. The Hokage had become enormous over the months. She over-ate at a level that not even Sakura, Ino, and Tenten reached. Tsunade had become bedridden, unable to move on her own anymore. Her fat body completely covered the entire king-sized bed she rested on, and her fat threatened to overflow past the bed itself. Her mammoth belly poured out all the way to the opposite edge of the bed, and her giant butt and belly pushed Tsunade upward that she reached over half the height of the room despite sitting down. Her helpless legs laid at her sides, fattened to the point that her feet were forced uselessly in the air. Though her belly and butt were large, her breasts were as usual, outright huge. Her tits were several times larger than her head, and even blocked most of her sight. Anyone who viewed Tsunade from the front wouldn't even be able to see her face through the enormous tits.

Surrounding the Hokage were a distraught Shizune and six other women. The six women, however, were Hinata-worshippers, and they made themselves at home as caretakers of Tsunade. Even though the Leaf Village was technically against the cultists, Tsunade had made an exception for them, mainly because they were the only ones willing and able to satisfy Tsunade's new appetite. And Tsunade had become so greedy and demanding that everyone else had long since given on up trying to make her see sense. Well, everyone except Shizune that is.

As Tsunade downed the nth bottle of sake, Shizune begged anxiously, "Uh, T-Tsunade-sama, don't you think it's time you've stopped? Shouldn't you be working on a cure?"

Tsunade grunted angrily, but kept drinking. Once she swallowed the last drop, she pulled back the bottle and let out a large, loud, unladylike, earth-shaking belch that shook the room and frightened Shizune.

"Dammit, Shizune, that crap can wait! I already told you that I'm only splurging for a few more days. I'll go on a diet later, so just let me enjoy my vacation in peace!"

"That's what you said two months ago…" Shizune sighed to herself, crestfallen. But the Hokage ignored her.

"Alright, you fanatics," Tsunade yelled, "Get me another helping of steak. I want three dozen at least!"

"As you wish, Hokage-sama," the half-dozen cultists bowed deeply before leaving the room to get more food, leaving Shizune alone and feeling helpless.

"Don't worry, Shizune," Tsunade smirked, "Those women got nothing on me. They think they're in charge, but once I'm done treating myself, I'll go on a diet and teach those fat-loving cultists a lesson! Just imagine the looks on their faces when I lose weight and prove to them that I'm no slave to food."

"Yeah, sure you will…" Shizune muttered disbelievingly. She heard that one before too.

Tsunade's belly rumbled loudly for a few seconds, making the hefty Hokage clutch her belly.

"Ugh, I'm starving! Shizune, make yourself useful and get me some dessert. Five more cakes! No, ten!"

With another sigh, the defeated Shizune left to do her master's bidding.

Stories like these became increasingly common as the years went on. Those who ate the expertly crafted food from the cultists of the goddess always ended up falling into temptation. And their influence increased each day, with the rest of the world slowly but surely succumbing to the cult. It was only a matter of time before they would be seen not as a cult, but simply the spiritual leaders of the world. But while the rise of the new goddess might have terrified the world before, as time passed, the goddess started to be viewed as a harbinger of peace. The more the cult grew, the more peaceful the world became. The villages shifted their priorities away from war and more towards feeding and taking care of their growing population of angels and servants. No matter the person, no matter how bloodthirsty or resistant they were at first, the moment they started to receive visions and dreams of the goddess, their conversion was inevitable. The seeds of gluttonous desire were always planted in them, and the pleasure and joy that came from indulging in those desires always overwhelmed everything else. They had the freedom to resist, but none ever managed to reject the influence of the goddess. The world proved Mira right. Humans are slaves to pleasure. But Hinata's rise did more than just change the world and end wars. Her influence also mended broken relationships and brought people together, some in quite unexpected ways.

One such example could be found in the Hyuuga compound itself. Inside the room were two certain members of the esteemed clan.

"How are you feeling, Natsu?"

"I'm feeling just fine, Hiashi-sama, and she is too."

Indeed, it was Hiashi and Natsu of the Hyuuga clan, though the two of them were vastly different than before. Hiashi remained mostly the same physically, but his expression had undergone a drastic change. The constant sternness and unapproachable anger that once always colored the Hyuuga's face had vanished. Instead, Hiashi wore an expression of calm tranquility. And resting on the bed next to Hiashi was his new wife, Natsu. A very well-fed Natsu.

The overweight ex-maid rested peacefully on the bed, dressed in silky nightwear, and rubbing her belly gently. Though she wasn't at the size of Sakura or Tsunade, she had acquired quite the appetite over the years, and as a result, gained a few hundred pounds. However, her size actually ended up winning the affections of Hiashi, and a most unexpected love bloomed between the two.

Their new relationship could be said to be caused by the goddess. Even if Hiashi and Hinata had a rocky past, Hinata still loved her father and forgave him for his mistakes. This led to Hinata reaching out to Hiashi in his dreams in order to provide comfort to him. It certainly took some time for them to mend the bridges between each other, but Hinata never gave up on him, and made sure to provide her father with a comforting warmth. But perhaps what truly caused things to improve was when Hinata's influence caused Hiashi to develop an attraction towards larger women. Those who served angels were predominantly women, but it wasn't unheard of for men to develop a love for large women as well, and Hiashi ended up one of them. This led to a surprising spark of romance when Hiashi caught Natsu shoving dozens of cupcakes in her mouth during a late night many years ago. And that moment led to a blossoming relationship that turned into marriage. It had been a lonely life for Hiashi for such a long time, and a second chance at love was what he needed deep down.

Quietly joining Natsu on the bed, Hiashi reached over and gingerly rubbed his wife's belly.

"How much longer do you think?" he asked.

Natsu smiled warmly, "About a month, now. We'll have to come up with a name, soon."

Hiashi chuckled, "Yes, we've been a little late on that, but do not worry. I'm sure we will come up with a beautiful name. Once she arrives, we will return to Bountiful Fields. I'd love for Hinata and Hanabi to see their new sister."

While peace and gluttony slowly took over the world, some of the greatest changes occurred in the place where it all started: Bountiful Fields. Once a simple place housing a secret group of passionate women, the village had transformed into a holy kingdom. Known worldwide as the birthplace of the goddess, home to the most devoted servants in the entire world, and of course, home to the goddess herself. Most people have never seen Bountiful Fields in person, though many have seen glimpses of it in their dreams. While people can travel to the holy paradise in the real world, the actual kingdom cannot be seen or entered by those deemed unworthy. The protection of the goddess makes it completely impossible to enter until they receive her permission to do so. Only those with the potential of being a saint can enter the heavenly paradise. Saints are particularly revered and respected in the religion. While most followers are satisfied simply serving at the feet of an angel, saints are individuals who love the goddess to an obsessive degree. They must love the goddess at a level that goes far beyond obsession, far beyond fanatical. They must worship her constantly, and find absolute joy at spending every waking moment of their entire lives at her feet. They must completely embrace the belief that they are nothing but mere property of the goddess, existing only to serve her and be used by her as she saw fit. Their devotion must be as infinite as the goddess's appetite. Only then can they ascend to paradise and live as a saint of the goddess.

But by doing so, saints are granted the greatest pleasure of all. They receive the greatest blessings and the most intense joy. They get to live with the goddess herself, able to touch, kiss, pleasure, and feed her as much as they want. Saints are loathe to leave the goddess's home, but those who venture back to the outside world always have wonderful stories to tell of their beloved goddess. And they always tell their tales with rapturous expressions. Those who meet a saint can always tell with just one glance that they are the happiest servants of all, and that they wouldn't trade their place for anything in the world.

Within the holy kingdom, the buildings were tall and wide, all in service to the goddess. The structures were beautifully constructed, and the kingdom seemed to stretch on forever. The saints tirelessly worked day in and day out to build everything the goddess wished for, and they did it all without complaint. They built everything Hinata could want, and dedicated it all to her enjoyment: churches, theatres, museums, parks, stadiums, and many more. And on the outskirts of the kingdom were hundreds of much more modest houses where the servants of the goddess lived. Inside one of the many houses, a single figure roamed the halls. The figure moved silently, unnaturally so. No noise emanated from her footsteps, nor from her breath, or even her belly. But of course, concealing sound was a trivial feat for a goddess.

Hinata giggled to herself as she quietly walked, though nobody could hear her silent laugh. With her endless power, Hinata hid her sound completely. She needed to in order to carry out her scheme. However, Hinata had taken on a different form than usual. She had shrunken down to a much thinner form, well… thin by her standards. By normal human standards, she was definitely obese, with an expansive belly that reached past her knees and made her wider than she was tall, breasts that exceeded watermelons in size, a butt that almost reached her belly in size, and wide limbs that had to waddle forward to move. She wore a simple pair of lavender bra and panties that gave her only the barest amount of modesty. In order to better aid her stealth, Hinata also hid her wings, which she had acquired during her ascension.

After ascending into a goddess, Hinata gained mastery over chakra and reality itself. Transforming her own body was hardly a challenge for her. But what she used was not the transformation jutsu. There were no hand signs or study of ninjutsu required. It was simply her own will that made it possible. It could hardly be called ninjutsu anymore, but just another miracle of the goddess.

Hinata had truly become a goddess in every way. Even from the very beginning, Hinata constantly surpassed expectations and grew fatter and greedier than Mira predicted. But Hinata's talent for gluttony apparently also extended to godhood as well. Hinata mastered her powers as a deity in very little time, and perfected it in ways that nobody else imagined. Though Mira was brilliant, her plan for Hinata's ascension had flaws. She was only originally intended to have enough chakra to hypnotize the world and live on forever, but Hinata took the chakra inside her, made it her own, and mastered it to the point that she could essentially do anything. No technique was beyond her grasp, and her power exceeded every living being in existence. But her talents didn't stop there. Hinata somehow managed to make the chakra in her body rise infinitely. Even as she silently walked through the hall, her chakra levels grew endlessly, and it happened entirely in Hinata's subconscious. It was no exaggeration to say that not even the entire strength of the world combined could scratch her. She gained more senses than any mere human could count, and her mind expanded on a level that mere mortals could not comprehend. And if her power was infinite, and her abilities had no equal, then was it really an exaggeration to call her a goddess?

Well, thanks to her loyal subjects, it wouldn't be much longer until the world's history became rewritten so that Hinata would forever be remembered as such. And in all honesty, Hinata figured that she may as well embrace her new identity. After all, only she and Mira knew the full truth, and neither had any intention on telling anyone. Mira had long since trashed any evidence that Hinata's ascension was artificial.

'There she is,' Hinata smiled as she poked her head slightly past the open door. Inside the fancy bedroom was her wonderful servant: her very first saint, Mira. And in a loose state of dress too.

Hinata felt her heart and body warm with attraction and affection as she watched her slave get dressed. Mira had not noticed her presence, and currently faced away from Hinata. The beautiful black-haired woman was nude, and struggling to pull up a tight, black bodysuit up her body. However, she had reached a rather large obstacle.

"Gah, get up there!" Mira hissed, pulling tightly on the black latex. She had pulled the bodysuit up her legs, but blocking its path was her very large butt. Since her body was remade by the goddess, Mira had gained a gorgeous, round, plump bubble-butt. Her ass protruded far enough from her wide hips to catch any viewer's eye, but sized just enough to maintain proportion to her own body. The bodysuit reached merely a quarter up her ass, causing her jiggling butt cheeks to pour over the material.

Hinata marveled as her adorable slave grunted in frustration. Deep sounds of stretching latex filled the room. Mira pulled again, very slowly forcing the suit up her curvaceous cheeks. That bodysuit was tight. As it reached almost halfway up Mira's rump, the latex squeezed firmly and made her ass cheeks press together, forming a deep, tantalizing crack. But since it reached the apex of her soft globes, Mira couldn't pull it any further. Too much strength and she risked tearing it.

"C'mon, c'mon!" Mira whispered harshly. She started to bounce up and down, trying to use the force of her hops to give just enough extra force. This of course had the effect of making her butts cheeks bounce and jiggle like crazy, to the point it was almost hypnotic. Hinata literally licked her lips as she admired the jostling orbs. But Mira's actions proved to be both sexy and effective. The tight latex slowly but surely rose to trap more of her delicious curves into the suit. Mira let out one last determined grunt and a final pull. Only the top tenth of her butt was still uncovered, and the suit pinched the exposed flesh up against her lower back, and then…

"Ahhh…" Mira let out a sigh of relief as she finally got her rear end into the latex completely. She slightly loosened her grip on the outfit, causing the stretched portion to snap back into place. When that happened, her butt bounced generously before settling in place. The black latex hugged her legs and butt tightly like a second skin. With the main obstacle out of the way, Mira relaxed while she pulled the remaining part of her bodysuit up her slender back and large breasts, then her arms and up to her neck. Mira hummed happily now that she finally got the full suit on. The woman made several poses in front of the mirror, making sure to emphasize her curves. Hinata practically drooled from the sight. The black suit was amazing in how closely it hugged Mira's body. It really was like a second skin. Hinata could see the outlines of Mira's ribs, toned abs, even her perky nipples, and especially the deep line of her butt crack, fully visible through the latex.

"Look at you, Mira," The woman spoke out loud to herself confidently, "You're straight up gorgeous. When the goddess sees you, she'll be drooling."

Hinata was doing just that. And she couldn't hold herself back anymore. After seeing that incredible display, Hinata had become very heated, and she wanted to partake in her cute slave. Completely hiding her presence, sound, heat, vision and all, Hinata snuck up behind Mira and slammed her hand full force on Mira's butt.

"EEK!" Mira released a high-pitched yelp and jumped, sounding nothing like her usual composed self. A mass of warm, soft flesh pressed against her backside, and a naughty hand grabbed Mira's left breast.

"OOOH! H-Hinata?!" Mira spoke while moaning. Hinata made Mira's body extra-sensitive, which caused even a simple slap on her butt to nearly paralyze her with pleasure. Normally sneaking up on Mira was impossible, but Hinata's power far exceeded any human's power at this point.

"Fufu, hello my precious slave," Hinata snickered seductively. She openly groped Mira's bubble butt with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other. Even through the bodysuit, Hinata loved how supple and soft Mira's flesh was. Her hands sunk in when she squeezed, and bounced right back when she let go.

"Ohh! My goddess! Ah! How do you-?" Mira blushed with embarrassment, while also feebly struggling to free herself from Hinata's grip.

"I hid myself the whole time," Hinata answered, "And you weren't wrong either. You look very beautiful in that bodysuit."

Mira's shocked features turned into a gleeful smile, "Ah, really? Thank you, Hinata. I wore this just for you, too. I modified my old bodysuit to make it extra tight. AHH!" Mira moaned loudly when Hinata placed her hand on Mira's genitals and press her hand firmly on it. Hinata then slowly ran her hand up from between Mira's legs to up deep inside her butt cheeks.

"I love it," Hinata said lustfully, "You did an amazing job with it." She then turned Mira around to face her.

Mira slowly regained her usual confidence, "Thank you, my beloved goddess. Just hearing a compliment from you is enough to make my life worth living."

Mira pressed herself against Hinata's fat body, sinking into the goddess' belly. The two ladies shared a loving gaze. Their eyes were filled not just with lust, but loving adoration as well. Hinata truly loved all her servants, but she especially felt grateful towards Mira. After all, Mira was the one who made everything possible. If not for her, Hinata would still be living an unfulfilling life as a skinny ninja with no food and no slaves to obey her. Because of this, Hinata always made sure to give Mira lots of attention, though oftentimes it simply meant giving her more chances to relax. Mira tended to overwork herself, so Hinata made sure her saint got all the rest she needed.

Hinata took the initiative and captured Mira's lips in a passionate kiss. Mira moaned deeply as she returned the kiss. They embraced each other, wrapped their lips over the other and entangled their tongues together.

"Hmph!" Mira flinched when Hinata used chakra to create invisible hands and furiously grope her ass. The sharp pleasure caused Mira to lose focus, and Hinata started to dominate the kiss. Mira helplessly leaked out her voice as Hinata pushed her towards the bed. The black-haired woman fell onto the bed, and Hinata followed. Mira moaned as Hinata's wealth of flesh pressed down on her. Unable to move from the fat girl on top of her, Mira could do nothing but accept Hinata's aggressive kiss. Hinata's fat almost completely covered Mira's body. Hinata's belly alone was enough to cover Mira's torso, hips, and legs, and Hinata's large breasts were smushed against Mira's shoulders. Only the smaller woman's head and feet were visible, and the rest was pinned under the fat goddess. But that still did not stop Hinata's unseen hands from groping Mira nonstop. In fact, she added more hands to squeeze Mira's breasts as well.

"Hmf! Hmmm! HMMMMM!" Mira's muffled moans grew louder and meeker by the second. Her proud demeanor broke once again under Hinata's might, and she turned into a subservient slave who knew her place.

Hinata broke the kiss for a few seconds, "Oh dear, am I too heavy for you? Do you want me to stop?"

Mira's face, however, was drunk with pleasure. Her vision unfocused, and her breathing was heavy.

"Nooo… don't stop my goddess. More! Violate your worthless slave!"

Hinata smirked. Her slave was already "broken". She captured Mira's lips again, and grabbed her slave's head in order to force her tongue deeper into Mira's mouth. She humped her enormous fat body into the bed, crushing her poor servant under its weight, though Mira enjoyed every second. Hinata loved dominating Mira. Hinata remembered when she was once a shy and meek girl, and had always found Mira intimidating. Now, the tables had turned, and Hinata never got tired of breaking Mira's self-assured outer self and revealing the submissive, obedient personality hidden beneath.

"HMMFUUGHH!" Mira's eyes rolled up and her body seized up for a moment. Hinata smiled inwardly, knowing that Mira reached her peak, but she was nowhere near done. Hinata groped Mira harder, and humped more firmly into the bed. Mira's moans grew more helpless and desperate, but she could do nothing to stop her goddess. Their intimate act continued on and on, and Hinata enhanced Mira's sensitivity enough to make Mira climax no less than a dozen times. But even still, Hinata desired more.

"Nee-sama!"

"Hinata!"

"Ah…" Hinata stopped lovingly tormenting her slave when she heard two voices call for her. She pulled her head back and released Mira. The smaller woman's head fell uselessly back onto the bed. Mira's eyes were still rolled up, and she had an empty smile on her face, seemingly having passed out from sheer pleasure. Hinata turned to the entrance where a couple new visitors arrived.

"There you are, nee-sama," It was Hanabi and Nell. The two wives of the goddess, and they were both dressed accordingly, too. Each of them wore the same outfit: a white, lacy bra and panties with white lace arm gloves and thigh-high stockings with garters. They also wore wedding rings, which they cherished and wore all the time. But instead of diamonds, their rings contained a special stone that was actually a crystallization of their chakra mixed with Hinata's own. Their clothes were certainly reminiscent of a wedding dress, though far more sexual. The only real difference were their body types. Nell was, as usual, the most voluptuous girl in the kingdom. She had the largest breasts outside of Hinata herself, and an ass that rivaled Mira's. Hanabi, however, was almost completely flat chest-wise, but had an impressive butt herself, along with shapely legs with full thighs. Hanabi was also shorter than Nell, with long black-brown hair as opposed to Nell's short dark green hair, but her petite features gave her an allure that made her no less beautiful.

Shortly after ascending, Hinata officially married the two. Technically, the title of wife didn't really mean too much seeing as how Hinata loved all her servants, but since Hinata had a special relationship with both of them before she ascended, that led to the two of them getting something extra. Nell had a crush on Hinata right from the start, and Hanabi was Hinata's sister when she was a human. But there was also another reason they were seen as wives.

"Ahhhh, nee-sama's scent."

"Hmm, your wonderful smell. I missed it so much."

Their obsession with Hinata was on another level. Hinata chuckled as she sat on the edge of the bed. Hanabi and Nell pressed their faces against Hinata's fat, taking deep whiffs of her body's natural fragrance. They wore rapturous expressions, as if they were addicts getting their first fix in ages. They sniffed Hinata's body deeply, and ran their tongues all over her belly.

Hinata sighed pleasantly, enjoying the attention, "I'm sorry you two. I know it's our anniversary. I just wanted to have some fun with Mira a little bit."

"That's okay, nee-sama," Hanabi answered, "You can do whatever you want. I'm just glad to be with you again. Hmm, ahhh, nee-sama's feet. Hmm, delicious." Hanabi ran her tongue down from Hinata's belly down to her legs and ended at her feet. Hanabi slavishly licked and sucked Hinata's right foot like it was the tastiest thing in her life.

"She's right, Hinata," Nell agreed, "You don't have to apologize for us. We're just your property. Ahh, oh goddess, your toes are so yummy." Nell fanatically sucked Hinata's other foot with just as much fervor as her partner.

Hinata giggled from the ticklish sensation, but very much enjoyed watching Hanabi and Nell worship her feet. They poured every ounce of effort into pleasing her feet, and they loved every second of it. Their love for Hinata had always been excessive, and they each took every chance to increase their obsession more by the day. They loved feeding and making love to Hinata to the greatest extreme, and became the closest of friends over the years. Hanabi and Nell spent many of their days together, coming up with the best ways to love Hinata the most, and generally just obsessing over her in every way possible. Well, technically all of the saints did that, but these two were always extra passionate about it. Nell was a fat-loving freak from the start, but Hanabi became just as wild thanks to her training from both Lenn and Nell. Lenn made sure to teach her all about how to worship Hinata's divinity and to become a master chef. She wasted no time in overwhelming Hanabi with all sorts of Hinata-related propaganda. Hanabi was thoroughly ingrained with every recipe known in the village, and with the knowledge that Hinata was a perfect goddess who deserved absolutely everything, and that Hanabi herself was nothing but a worthless slave that existed only to satisfy Hinata. And Hanabi gleefully absorbed all of it, becoming a full-blown Hinata-loving cultist in less than a day. Nell, likewise, trained Hanabi in knowing how best to satisfy Hinata's sexual appetite. The fact that Hanabi was Hinata's sister didn't matter to her at all. Such conventional morality did not exist here. But even despite that, Hanabi always loved her older sister for as long as she could remember. She looked up to Hinata, and strove to be like her. When Hanabi first saw Hinata's new fattened state that fateful day, she quickly fell in love with not just her older sister's fat body, but also the idea of taking care of her every single day. Hanabi worshipped Hinata even when she was thin, and would do anything for her. If becoming her older sister's slave was what Hinata wanted, then Hanabi would do it, and she did precisely that. She devoted herself entirely to Hinata, and became completely willing to offer both her food and her body to her older sister whenever she wanted. And she had never been happier.

"Nee-sama's feet… taste… so good…"

"Mm, delicious… my goddess…"

Hinata sighed contently as her loyal slaves continued to slather their tongues all over her feet. They licked her soles, sucked her toes, and occasionally kissed purely out of passion. It had been five minutes, and Hinata's wives showed no signs of stopping. They were locked in a trance. In truth, they could keep this up for literally hours. It wasn't rare for Hinata's saints to spend most of the hours of the day worshipping a part of her body, and never getting tired of it in the slightest. Her saints spent every day training to please her as much as possible. They matched Hinata's infinite appetite with their own infinite servitude. Hearing Hinata's voice, smelling her scent, or tasting her flesh was often all that it took to drive her saints into a frenzy. And her two wives embraced that state of mind more than anyone.

Although Hinata enjoyed their service, she had other things she wanted to do. She focused her mind on her wives.

"AHH!"

"KYA!"

Hanabi and Nell both moaned in both surprise and pleasure as they felt Hinata's power enter their bodies. An intense warmth filled them, so great that they nearly collapsed. At the same time, marks appeared on their bodies that flared with a colorful light. The marks were in fact the slave seal, or rather what they had now become: the Goddess Seal. Though Hinata loved the slave seal, it was a bit too human for her taste. She wanted something that was truly her own, and not just an improved version of what was originally Orochimaru's creation. Therefore, she remade it since her ascension. The markings were usually invisible, and only appeared when Hinata activated them as opposed to being visible all the time. In addition, the patterns changed more to Hinata's taste, appearing like wavy, swirling lines of the wind and sea. The collars around the neck remained, and Hinata added the belly crest symbol at the same place their wombs were located. When the seal activated, the patterns glowed with a mixture of colors, though lavender was the dominant one since Hinata preferred it.

The goddess seal tattoos faded, except for the collar-shaped ones on Hanabi and Nell's necks. Hinata then formed chakra leashes that attached to each one, and pulled her wives up to her hard enough that she even choked them a little. Her wives went limp, letting themselves be dragged. They even let out sensual little moans, enjoying their rough treatment. After Hinata pulled their bodies to her, the three all hugged each other affectionately.

Hinata cooed warmly, "Thank you, my dear wives. My toes needed that little bath."

"Anything for you, dear goddess," Nell sighed, melting into Hinata's belly fat.

"We're the ones who should be thanking you, nee-sama. You're so generous for letting us worthless, pathetic slaves taste your perfect feet," Hanabi gazed passionately in her sister's eyes, seeing her as the greatest thing in the world.

Hinata giggled, "You're quite energetic today, too. You must have been eager to find me even though I hid myself."

Hanabi piqued up, "Oh, well you see. After the morning prayers and breakfast were over, me and Nell went home to read one of our favorite stories: Fiora's Journey to be Sat On by the Goddess. We wrote it together, and in the climax, Fiora starts off by worshipping your butt, legs, and feet. And when we imagined ourselves doing it to you, we got a little hot and bothered, hee hee."

Nell nodded, "Yes, in fact we were so turned on that we took one of your used underwear and started sniffing it while masturbating. We did it for an hour straight, but we still didn't calm down. Eventually we couldn't hold back anymore."

Hinata giggled. Yeah, that sounded like them alright. Once Nell got going, her lust would become uncontrollable, and that trait eventually rubbed off on Hanabi as well. None of them were bothered by the inappropriate subject matter of their conversation. Such things were normal here.

"We couldn't help ourselves, nee-sama," Hanabi whined cutely, "How can we resist your addictive scent and flavor? We literally went wild, and ran out full speed to find you. My byakugan saw you at Mira's home right before you went invisible, but I knew you would be here."

Hinata felt her body grow aroused as well. She loved listening to how obsessive her servants were. And their sexy wedding-themed lingerie certainly helped too. She loved how Nell's bra barely contained her giant breasts. Her bra only covered Nell's nipples, and the thin string that held them together seemed constantly on the verge of snapping apart. But Hinata also loved the equally small bra that covered the tiny buds of Hanabi's breasts. The small size complemented her little sister's small height, but she also enjoyed how Hanabi's large ass stuck out. Hanabi's G-string barely covered anything, and her butt cheeks swallowed up the string in between, showing off her plump, bare cheeks for Hinata to oogle at as much as she wanted. She reached her hands out to grope them. Hinata grabbed Hanabi's plump ass, and squeezed Nell's giant breast.

"Oooh, nee-sama/goddess," both girls moaned at the same time.

"You're such good girls," Hinata teased. She shamelessly groped Hanabi's large butt, not caring about their blood relation. She squeezed and mauled the big globes, loving the mass of flesh Hanabi's butt had. And with Nell, Hinata sank her hands deeply into Nell's tits. They were so big that Hinata's hand nearly disappeared in them. She lifted the large tits up before letting them drop back down, making them shake from the heavy weight. She squeezed Nell's mammaries firmly as if trying to milk her, and twisted her perky pink nipples. Hanabi and Nell nearly screamed from Hinata's touch, but their voices carried no resistance. They fully welcomed Hinata's naughty hands, and they begged for more.

"Let's make that story a reality, shall we?" Hinata again pulled their leashes, and practically threw them onto the bed. Before the two wives recovered, Hinata lifted herself up and positioned her enormous ass above them, casting a large shadow that blocked all light in the room.

"Ahh, nee-sama's butt," Hanabi swooned, knowing what was about to happen, and welcoming it.

"So beautiful," Nell mimicked Hanabi's expression, "Please Hinata, flatten us under your divine weight."

"As you wish, my dear wives," Hinata said before jumping. She SLAMMED onto Hanabi and Nell at full force. She didn't act gentle in the least. She leaped upon them and crashed her giant ass on top of them, literally shaking the walls and ground in the process. Her landing didn't just shake the area, but made the legs of the bed snap all at once. But her wives took it all, and did not resist in the slightest.

"Ahh," Hinata sighed when she felt her slaves moan and squirm under her butt, which was large enough to cover over half their bodies. She had more than enough fat to sit on top of Nell and Hanabi with room to spare.

"Oh dear, I just crushed my poor wives. I hope I'm not too heavy for you," Hinata said in mock-worry. She grinded her butt deeper onto her helpless victims, but they were not in pain. In fact, they were unharmed. Their goddess seal didn't just bind them to Hinata, it also reinforced them to be far more durable. And their masochistic personalities loved being squashed under the large goddess.

'Yes! Nee-sama's butt is crushing me! More, crush me more!'

'Hinata, you're so heavy! Please more, grind me into a pulp!'

Hinata felt the ticklish sensations of her wives moaning and rubbing from under her. The more she grinded into them, the more they enjoyed it. To make it even better, Hinata used her goddess power to transport her underwear away to a pocket dimension, leaving her whole body bare. Her victims immediately reacted with joyful, muffled moans. Hinata snickered sadistically and lifted herself up just enough to free them before slamming down again. Wanting even more Hinata decided to weaken her limiter. And by "limiter", she meant the ability Hinata used to shrink her body. By doing so, Hinata regained some of her hidden weight. Hinata's body grew fatter, from her limbs to her breasts to her belly and to her butt. Even her height increased to accommodate her fat. She now covered over a third of the entire room, and her belly poured over the edge of the destroyed bed and onto the ground. Her limbs fattened to the point that she only barely kept her mobility.

Hinata kept flexing her bottom, doing everything she could to mash and pulverize her wives. She felt both Hanabi and Nell seize up in orgasm, and Hinata flickered their goddess seals to amplify the pleasure. Hinata did not stop, and only increased the pleasure. Hinata weakened her limiter even further, and her body grew again. Now her limbs became too fat to move anymore, and Hinata turned immobile. Her belly and butt blew outward and covered over half the room. Hinata would have kept going, but felt a pair of arms hug her neck from behind.

"Getting bigger my goddess? Are you feeling needy again?"

"Oh, you're awake now, Mira?" Hinata turned to see a smirking Mira, who had quietly awoken while Hinata and her wives had fun.

Mira rubbed affectionately against Hinata's cheek, "You did quite a number on me, Hinata. But you've already done enough for us. A perfect goddess like you should be relaxing and letting us do all the work. It's our turn now."

Mira had regained both her strength and her confident demeanor. Mira raised her palm upward, and lifted Hinata's entire body in the air, freeing her prisoners.

"Eeehh? Over already?" Nell slurred deliriously.

"Nee-samaaa, sit on me moooore," Hanabi begged. Both girls were rather out of it, overwhelmed with happiness and dizziness from being sat on so much.

"Lazy time's over, girls," Mira's voice called from above, "Worthless slaves like us should be pleasing Hinata, not the other way around."

Hanabi and Nell were both hit by the realization at the same time. Mira was right. They shouldn't be goofing off like this! They scrambled off the bed, and Mira placed Hinata down on her back after jumping off herself.

"Aaah…" Hinata sighed pleasantly, feeling trapped under her own fat.

"You're right Mira. I was so crazy about Hinata that I forgot!" Nell apologized profusely.

"Forgive us, nee-sama. We'll make it up to you for being so selfish," Hanabi bowed deeply to her sister.

Hinata didn't argue. Neither of them did anything wrong since Hinata was the one who initiated it. She wasn't angry with them at all, but in the eyes of her slaves, prioritizing their pleasure over Hinata's own was considered a sin. It didn't matter whether Hinata consented to it or not. The religious doctrine taught that Hinata, in her endless kindness, would never speak up and scold her slaves when they acted selfish. Therefore, the followers themselves had a responsibility to police their own to make sure Hinata's pleasure always came first.

Hinata smiled in anticipation when she heard the distinct sounds of shadow clones materializing around her. Turning her byakugan on, she saw the room fill with Nell, Hanabi, and Mira clones.

All the Mira clones spoke in unison, "Prepare yourself, our beautiful goddess."

Then the Nell clones, "We're going to rub, lick, and suck every single part of your sexy, fat body."

And finally, the Hanabi clones, "And make you cum a thousand times."

They pounced.

"HYAAAAAAAAA!" Hinata screamed in bliss when she felt dozens of bodies swarm her ultra-obese body. The Nell clones completely covered her large breasts, Hanabi clones attacked her legs, privates, and the bottom half of her belly. Mira clones had the top half of Hinata's belly, and her head. The feeling of skin meant that Nell and Hanabi had discarded their clothes, while Mira still had her super skin-tight bodysuit. But considering how closely the suit hugged her, she might as well had been naked.

"I love you so much, Hinata. Please let my chest make you feel good," Hinata's boobs were almost as big as Nell's entire body, leaving plenty of room for the clones to cover. Each of Hinata's nipples had two Nell clones that pressed their own breasts against the large nipple, completely covering them and sending an incredibly soft sensation to Hinata's nerves.

"Mmm, nee-sama, your belly is so warm. I never get tired of it," Hanabi clones frantically rubbed their nude bodies against Hinata's flesh. They dove deeply into Hinata's belly layers, with some going deep enough to bury themselves entirely. Some Hanabi clones resumed bathing Hinata's feet with their tongues, losing themselves in the addictive flavor that was Hinata's flesh. And a few lucky clones had the privilege of burying between Hinata's legs and running their tongues on her special spot.

"Ahh, Hinata… mmf… you're such a good kisser… muah…" Meanwhile, three Mira clones kissed Hinata at once, but they added an extra trick to it by extending their tongues like that of a snake. The three long tongues wrapped around Hinata's own and explored every inch of her mouth. The other Mira clones at Hinata's belly did the same, running lengthy wet tongues on Hinata's fat while rubbing their latex-covered bodies on her as well.

"HMMMMMRPPPHHH!" Hinata quickly hit her first climax of many. Reaching godhood made her body extra sensitive to pleasure, and her saints trained themselves to bring her to her sexual peak in mere seconds. Hinata loved the way they worshipped her body, and rapidly rocked her body to encourage them.

'That's it! Keep going my precious slaves! Make your goddess cum more! I love you so much!' Hinata cried in pure glee in her head. She said no words, but her desires transferred to her three partners, which made their goddess seals flash for a second. The many girls moaned at once, feeling intense pleasure themselves, and they redoubled their efforts in order to bring more happiness to their goddess. The frantic orgy continued, getting more intense by the moment. Hinata's massive body shined with a sheen of sweat, and she grew hotter with each climax. Hinata thrashed and shook herself as much as possible to break free, but her slaves kept her trapped. They refused to let her go until they blessed her with the pleasure she deserved, and Hinata would not have it any other way.

"EEYYAAAA!" Hinata flinched like she got struck by lightning. Hanabi had poked her body with her index and middle fingers, but this wasn't any ordinary poke. The giggling little sister used the Hyuuga's Gentle Fist style to attack Hinata's chakra points. But unlike most other Hyuuga, who attacked chakra points for the purposes of combat, Hanabi modified her style to bring pleasure instead of pain. With every "attack", Hinata got hit with a powerful jolt of pleasure that made her go wild.

"Tee hee, nee-samaaa~, does this feel good?" Hanabi teased while poking Hinata's bouncy flesh over and over again.

"KYA! EEK! H-HANABIIIII!" Hinata shrieked, at the mercy of Hanabi's onslaught. The petite Hyuuga clones drove Hinata crazy, and they knew it. They lovingly tortured the morbidly obese goddess, prodding every single chakra point on her giant body, and making her flail helplessly.

"NUUUUOOO!" Hinata's eyes rolled up and she hung her tongue out. She sped up the bouncing of her body, and sent her ball of fat into a constant string of bounces. Her sexy followers were incredible. Hinata felt so good that even she couldn't speak anymore despite being a goddess. She couldn't think, she couldn't remember where she was anymore, all she knew was her desire to keep falling deeper into ecstasy.

"Ah, here Hinata. Lick me too. You love my big fat ass, don't you?" Mira sat her huge bubble butt right on Hinata's face, completely smothering her with it. Not that it mattered since Hinata no longer had any need for air. Hinata instinctively started to lick Mira's genitals, which she found with ease due to the latex showing the outline of every part of her.

"AHHH! OH GODDESS!" Mira yelled in bliss, and relentlessly humped her hips against Hinata's skilled tongue. In mere seconds, Mira collected persona broke, and she moaned like a sex-crazed whore.

"Mph, mph," Nell sucked on Hinata's nipple like it was the tastiest thing in the world. She hugged Hinata's entire breast against her head and caved in her cheeks, sucking as hard as possible.

"Kya, nee-sama," Hanabi moaned lewdly when her goddess seal activated and sent her floating into the air. The other Hanabis continued their work, but the lucky Hanabi that hovered in the air was about to receive a special reward. Suddenly, the floating Hanabi started to feel Hinata's invisible hands grope and squeeze her entire body.

"Oooh! Thank you nee-sama! More!" The Hanabi in the air screamed out loud as her goddess blessed her with pleasure. She twisted and thrashed her body, completely helpless as Hinata violated her. Hanabi loved the feeling of Hinata's hands all over her petite chest, flat stomach, shapely legs, wide hips, and especially her plump butt. But she wasn't the only lucky one. Soon, a randomly chosen Mira and Nell joined her, and they too got pulled up and massaged by the obese goddess. The Mira clone yelped when the goddess tore her bodysuit to shreds, making her exposed and vulnerable.

"AH! AHH! AH! YES, PUNISH YOUR NAUGHTY SEXTOY BITCH SISTER!" Hanabi spilled filthy words from her mouth when she felt the goddess' hands begin to rapidly spank her. Strong, firm hands slapped her butt again and again, making it jiggle nonstop.

"Eek! Ooh! Hinata! Forgive me!" Mira begged when her goddess seal conjured dozens of whips that sadistically cracked against her bare skin. However, Mira's crazed smile showed that she loved the torture. The whips smacked harshly against Mira's body, sending bolts of stinging pleasure to her brain, and Mira submissively accepted every second of it.

"Ooooh, Hinata!" Nell moaned deeply from the invisible hands groping her. Her treatment was much slower than the other two, though no less pleasurable. Nell's arms and legs were pulled up and bound together, which caused the rest of her body to hang downward, facing the ground. Her hefty breasts dangled down before being attacked by a pair of Hinata's hidden hands. They slowly yet deeply squeezed her tits, starting from the base and slowly moving to the top. They milked her as if she were a cow, and treated Nell like she was nothing but a useless toy existing merely for the purpose of being groped. And Nell wouldn't have it any other way. She let herself be "milked", and moaned intensely not just from her breasts, but from the many other hands that rubbed the rest of her.

'Cumming! Cumming! CUMMING!' Hinata's vision blanked out as she fell into a never-ending stream of orgasms. Her expanded divine senses allowed her to manipulate her servants in the air while also letting her mind drown in pleasure at the same time. Hinata loved this. She loved sex. She did it multiple times every day with her slaves and never got tired of it in the least. She helplessly kicked her legs and swung her arms, unable to do anything but let the army of clones lick, suck, and rub every inch of her. Hinata kept yelling in bliss, though her voice was muffled by Mira's fat butt still sitting on her. Hinata didn't bother to consider how many times she came, or how long they had been rutting. She simply let her pious servants please her as much and as long as they could. Hinata felt truly blessed.

The long, intense orgy had eventually come to an end, and all four women were more than satisfied. It wouldn't be long until Hinata's lust rose again, but for now, she felt relaxed. Hinata's partners cleaned and dried her body. Once they finished, they lifted Hinata up to a sitting position, and allowed her to wind down. The three servants got dressed again, but Hinata was too large for her undergarments now.

A slow, sensual battle of tongues went on as Hinata kissed all three of her slaves at the same time. Hinata danced her tongue along the other three, and took turns sucking on one when she got the chance. They poured all of their love into their kisses for the goddess. Hinata moaned as she caught Hanabi's lips with her own, deeply making out with her little sister without a care for their relation. They noisily smacked their lips together several times, both girls moaning with deep love for each other. After many minutes of passionate kissing, Hinata separated her lips from Hanabi, leaving her younger sister blissful and out of breath. Next, Hinata made out with Mira. Once again, Hinata took charge and dominated the kiss, making Mira whimper cutely as she surrendered to her goddess. They swirled their tongues over each other, and sucked each other's lips. They finished, and Mira sighed contently, breathing heavily. Then, Hinata took Nell's lips. But while Mira submitted, Nell kissed wildly with never ending lust. Nell's lips and tongue smothered hers, and she drained Hinata's saliva like it was the most delicious nectar. Nell lost control, and kissed Hinata for the longest. She would have continued endlessly, but Hinata gradually pulled back. The cute slave backed away, smiling in gratitude as if thanking Hinata for granting her the privilege of making out with a goddess.

After their make out session ended, Hinata leaned back with a comfortable sigh. Mira, Hanabi, and Nell rested on Hinata's chest and belly, sending adoring gazes to their radiant goddess.

"Goddess, you were wonderful," Mira praised.

"Hmm, I should be the one saying that," Hinata said, "You were all amazing. I haven't felt this good for quite a while."

Hinata's words made the trio's faces light up.

Hanabi squeaked like a fangirl, "Thank you nee-sama! For you to say such nice things to unworthy slaves like us. We really don't deserve you."

Nell nodded, "Yes, just having the privilege of touching your perfect body means everything to us. We'd do anything for you, Hinata."

Mira added, "It doesn't matter where or when. Give us the order and we'll do anything. Our bodies and souls are yours for the rest of eternity."

Hinata smiled warmly, feeling herself become emotional. She made the goddess seal send her love and gratitude to her three slaves, and they all returned the smile, understanding her feelings. They spent the next few minutes in comfortable silence, enjoying the serenity of the beautiful day. Just like any other day, the sun shined brightly, and the sky was pure blue. Then again, that was because Hinata had full control over the weather, and could make the elements act in any way she wished. Hinata possessed dominion over all, including the very earth itself.

After some time, Hanabi spoke up first, "Nee-sama, are you feeling hungry? We can get you a snack if you like."

"Mmm, yes that sounds perfect," Hinata licked her lips, "A nice little afternoon snack would be perfect."

Though Hinata's definition of snack was rather different than a regular human. For her, a snack meant devouring an entire warehouse of food, and that amount just about hit the spot for her.

"I imagine the others are already preparing a nice meal for you right now," Mira said, "I know Lenn and Charlotte are teaching the new girls. That idiot Kokona is probably goofing off and binging on HinaFlix again."

Hinata chuckled. Indeed, HinaFlix took on like wildfire when it was invented. It was a special television network with all sorts of stories, all of which were about her of course. Hinata did enjoy watching them since she was unaware how the shows were written, so it was nice to see what kinds of things they imagined about her.

Thinking about that made Hinata reflect on how the culture of Bountiful Fields evolved over the years. It seemed like only yesterday when this place was just a small village. Now it was a bustling kingdom with hundreds of beautiful women who worked hard every day to advance and expand what had now become Hinata's home. It wasn't until Hinata ascended that she realized just how stressful her old life was. Even when she came to Bountiful Fields, there was always the shadow of her responsibilities as a ninja and the fear of her father's wrath to hold her down. She didn't realize how massive of a burden that had been to her until she finally discarded it. Once that happened, it really felt like a whole new life had begun. She felt genuinely free for the first time in her life. Her new mindset reflected in her followers as well. Despite their happy appearances, even the women of Bountiful Fields were extremely stressed out deep down because they desperately wanted to keep Hinata there at all costs. They were constantly terrified at the thought of Hinata leaving them. But once Hinata embraced her true self, there was no need for them to worry anymore, and they too let go of a huge burden.

Living life as a higher being had certainly been quite an experience. It actually didn't take Hinata too long to get used to it. Her initial weeks in Bountiful Fields had done wonders in preparing her for it. But even despite that, it felt natural to her. So natural that it made Hinata wonder more by the day whether she actually was in fact a goddess all along, a question she may never know. But if Hinata could describe her godhood in one word, it would be… serene. She had no worries, no fears, and all the time in the world. She was all-powerful, immortal, and capable of doing pretty much anything she wanted. And the ninja countries outside were guaranteed to fall under her influence, so she had no threats either. Even now, she could feel the presence of her angels strewn across the world, getting stronger and more numerous by the day. The world was hers. But instead of becoming some kind of cruel tyrant, Hinata just treated it as an opportunity to kick back, relax, and enjoy her endless life.

Perhaps because of that, Hinata made sure to make life here as vibrant as possible. As much as Hinata loved eating, she loved spending time with her servants as well, and liked seeing all the incredible things they created for her. Part of the reason Hinata manipulated her size was precisely so she could have these smaller, intimate moments with a handful of her lovers like what she just did with Mira, Nell, and Hanabi. It also meant that she could take up dancing again, since she honestly missed that. In addition, it gave the other women more free time to pursue their own passions. Of course, that didn't mean they lost interest in Hinata. Not in the slightest. They still had a ridiculously extreme obsession with her. Every work of art, media, or technological advance they made was entirely for her enjoyment. If anything, Hinata's decision to create these small, romantic moments only made them obsess over her even harder.

The kingdom being bigger also meant more followers to house. Hundreds of women had been recruited over the years, all lured by visions of her. They each fell in love with Hinata, and dedicated every ounce of their being to come to her. Hinata often reached out to these women telepathically, and planted the seed of desire in them. Being able to mentally communicate with hundreds of people at once was just one of her many abilities as a goddess.

"Oooh," Hinata groaned suddenly, her thoughts interrupted by a sensation that was a familiar companion to her: hunger. No matter how strong Hinata had become, her appetite was one thing that would always be a constant. Her belly fired up quickly, and had already started to growl loudly.

"And there it is," Mira remarked, "Alright then, my goddess, let's fill that belly of yours."

"Umm, what should be do Mira?" Nell asked, "Isn't Hinata too big to get her out of the room?"

While most buildings were designed to accommodate Hinata's size, many of the living quarters for the servants weren't always accessible for an ultra-fat person like her. Hinata snuck into Mira's room precisely because it wasn't designed for her true size, and Hinata thought it'd give her an opportunity to surprise Mira without her expecting it.

Hinata tried to reassure them, "I-it's okay everyone, I can just- oooooh!"

She groaned again, feeling her belly's rumbling get stronger. The hungrier she got, the harder it became for her to focus.

"Don't force yourself, nee-sama. We'll get you some food right away," Hanabi insisted.

"Hmm, maybe I could try a space-time jutsu to get you out of here," Mira mused calmly to herself.

"No… ooh! Wait, Mira… guh! I can just… shrink and…"

"Kya!" The girls yelped when Hinata suddenly released a flash of bright light. Not only were they temporarily blinded, the three servants suddenly found themselves falling to the ground. Thankfully, the bed was still in good enough shape to cushion their falls. But as the light faded, they turned to Hinata and gasped.

"N-Nee-sama!?"

"Hinata?!"

Nell literally shrieked, like she had just seen a ghost.

Hinata had shrunk alright, but she did far more than lose a few pounds. She lost ALL of them! Hinata meant to only reduce her size by a little bit, but due to her loss of focus, went overboard. Hinata was back at her skinny state. The state that Hinata thought she left behind forever. She had returned to her "normal" weight. Flat belly, regular proportions. The form Hinata was in before she went to Bountiful Fields for the first time.

Mira, Nell, and Hanabi's jaws dropped to the ground. They looked upon Hinata with horror. Hinata herself, however, was mainly confused.

'Uhh, why do I feel empty? Why do I feel so light? Why does everything feel so cold and uncomfortable?' Hinata had not yet realized what just happened. Just that she suddenly didn't feel the constant feeling of bliss anymore. But when Hinata saw the distraught faces of her women, she figured it had to be something related to her appearance.

"Oh!" Hinata looked down at herself, though with far less surprise. Her godly patience allowed her to maintain her cool. It definitely felt weird though. It had been ages since Hinata felt so small. While it didn't feel terrible, she didn't really feel good either. Hinata immediately missed the comforting fat she had for so long. But while Hinata was calm, her servants on the other hand weren't so composed.

"GYAA! NEE-SAMA! What happened to you? What happened to your beautiful, sexy fat body?" Hanabi screamed in despair. She ran her hands all over Hinata's belly, as if searching for her fat.

"H-H-Hi-H-H-Hin-H-H-" Nell stuttered endlessly, seemingly on the verge of fainting.

"Err… Hinata?" Even Mira appeared a little scared, "Are you… okay?"

They were devastated seeing Hinata like that. The followers of the goddess preached endlessly over the beauty of Hinata's obese body. In their eyes, Hinata's fat made her beautiful, radiant, and attractive. Even just a few seconds of Hinata seductively swinging her belly around could get them drooling with lust. They could write books over how the goddess' morbid obesity made her the absolute peak of beauty and sexual appeal. In fact, many of them did just that. To see Hinata this thin crushed them. They could see poor Hinata's bones!

Hinata tried to ease them, "I'm okay, everyone. You don't need to worry. I just… kinda reduced my size a little too much. I should be just-"

Hinata suddenly went quiet and winced, as if in pain. No, she took it back. She didn't feel good at all. She really, really, REALLY did not feel good.

GRRRRROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU!

Hinata's belly roared with a vengeance. And without her fat to cushion herself, Hinata felt the vibrations of her belly rattle her very bones. The goddess wrapped her arms around her waist and bent forward in seeming pain.

"Nee-sama, are you okay?" Hanabi shivered worriedly.

"…ood…"

"Huh?"

"…food…"

"What was that, Hinata?"

"FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!"

Hinata bellowed like a wild animal. She rocketed out of bed at max speed and made a blinding dash out of the room.

"HINATA, COME BACK!"

"HINATA!"

"NEE-SAMA!"

"Food! Hungry! Food! Hungry! Foodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfoodfood-" Hinata gibbered like a madwoman, mindlessly running through the hall. While it's true that Hinata could change her size whenever she wanted, there was actually one major weakness to the ability. The more Hinata suppressed her weight, the harder it became to suppress her hunger. Hinata may be a goddess, but she was still a lazy glutton, and putting too much effort into anything made her hunger take control. By shrinking to her pre-weight gain state, her endless appetite turned her into a starving, godly berserker. Her small size actually assisted her speed as she charged ahead. Not even her worried trio of lovers could catch her.

"Kee hee hee hahahahaah! Food! Fooood!" Hinata laughed maniacally as she barged into the nearest kitchen she could find. In Mira's kitchen was a very long line of stove burners, several dozen in fact. And on each burner was a giant pot of stew, and they were hot. Perfect!

"Yes! Yummy yummy food!" Hinata snatched a pot and slammed it on to the ground while flinging the lid away. Hinata filled her lungs with the delicious smell of hot, meaty stew. It smelled incredible: the meat, the potatoes, the vegetables, the thick gravy. She dove right in.

"Narphh! Arph! Aaaumff!" Hinata utterly gorged herself on stew. She lifted the pot with divine strength and poured the thick delicacy into the mouth. Hinata masterfully chewed everything that left the pot without spilling a drop. Years of practice made Hinata unmatched in eating. A single pot carried enough stew to feed an entire party, and Hinata was about to devour the whole thing in seconds. Her belly quickly gained a growing bulge. As it filled up with food, it got larger, becoming a pot-belly and expanding still. Her belly swelled big enough to make her appear pregnant with quintuplets.

Hinata roared with satisfaction once she emptied the pot in a mere minute. That stew was delicious! She licked her lips and threw the useless hunk of metal away. Her belly was too big now, but that didn't stop her. She used telekinesis to pull the next pot to her, and she immediately went to work on the next one.

"Hinata!" The three came rushing in.

"Good thinking, Mira. I didn't know you had food cooking already," Hanabi said, relieved.

"No! I only have sixty pots ready. We're going to need a lot more," Mira knew Hinata well. This wouldn't be nearly enough to fill her.

"S-should we get Lenn? She's cooking something, right?" Nell flailed in a panic.

"The others will sense Hinata's hunger and find us. Hurry up and summon whatever food you have. My stew won't last long!" Mira ordered before running over to Hinata's side. She wasn't wrong, either. Hinata seemed to have actually sped up. She finished her second pot and had already finished half of her third.

"It's okay, Nell. We still have these, remember?" Hanabi pointed towards her ring.

Hearing that, Nell's eyes widened in realization, "Y-yes, that's right! The summoning charm in our wedding rings," They hadn't used the summoning jutsu they placed on their rings since their last anniversary. It wasn't meant to be used for emergencies, but they were thankful for it now.

While Hanabi and Nell prepared to activate their rings, Mira frantically rubbed Hinata's belly and tried to calm her down.

"It's okay, Hinata. Everything will be alright, dear goddess. We're here for you. There's plenty of yummy food for you to eat. Don't rush now. Enjoy the flavor," Mira really wished Sayoko was around right now. She was an expert on soothing Hinata whenever she got too energetic. Mira's words slowed Hinata down a little bit, but not by much. Hinata was in no danger, but letting the goddess go without food for too long when she got hungry was an unforgiveable sin in their religion. Tales were still told of the time when Tammy couldn't get her meal ready in time to feed Hinata, and ended up being two minutes late. Poor girl was so devastated that she begged Hinata to take her life, and became depressed for a week after. Hinata wasn't mad about it, and in fact went out of her way to comfort Tammy, but the moment was forever remembered as a horrific event that should never be repeated.

A loud metal clang accompanied Hinata tossing another empty pot to the pile. The goddess didn't even wait before pulling the next one to her mouth. She mindlessly ate everything in an uncontrollable frenzy. Her belly digested rapidly. It started off as an exaggerated belly bump, but it turned the stew into fat in seconds, and distributed the excess calories around her body. Hinata's belly turned less taut and more flabby. Fat gathered around Hinata's waist, and her belly flowed along her legs and onto the floor. Her legs became chubbier, and her small rump rapidly grew into large, bouncing globes that lifted her higher from the floor. Her butt crack deepened, and her ass became like a shelf of flesh that expanded outward from her. Her weight gain process continued from the bottom-up. The bottom part of her belly and back flowed outward like dough, and the changes quickly ran upward. Another layer of belly fat developed just under her breasts and gained inches in size that pushed her breasts up. Her tits followed soon after, becoming large enough to overflow a person's palm, then to the size of her head, then beyond. Her back fat widened and gained more layers as well. Her arms turned bigger and more sluggish. Her neck and face fattened and became rounder. Hinata regained much of her original beauty, having already breached the obesity mark, and she was nowhere close to being finished.

"Are you two finished yet?!" Mira shouted in a mixture of relief and worry. Relief due to seeing Hinata becoming more like her usual beautiful self again, but worry due to her finishing off the stew faster than she would like.

"We got it!" Hanabi called back. She and Nell placed their ringed fingers together, and each held one of their hands over them. They focused their chakra, and conjured up a small portal. Outside of the tear in reality came dozens of hot, fresh cinnamon rolls. The pocket dimension had hundreds of cinnamon rolls contained inside it, always kept at peak freshness no matter how much time passed.

"Thank the goddess," Mira sighed, then turned back to Hinata, "See, Hinata? We've got plenty of food for you. It's alright. Everything's going to be fine."

"HMMMMM!" Hinata moaned loudly while she devoured another batch of stew. Her nostrils picked up the sweet smell of her favorite treat, and it made her even more frantic than before. However, that also meant Mira's attempts to slow her down had faltered. Hinata ate even faster than ever, and emptied pots in under ten seconds each. She already finished off over half the pots, and showed every intention on finishing the rest with even greater speed. Hinata's body fattened quickly. Her thighs and butt lifted her legs up in the air, and her widening waist forced her arms up as well. Her belly stuck out several feet and rose like a bun in the oven. She resorted to telekinesis to bring the stew to her mouth since her body became too fat to keep up.

"Umm… uhh, we… have enough cinnamon rolls, right?" Nell muttered in increasing alarm. The small spot of hope they had faded rapidly. Hinata's speed spiraled out of control, and a few hundred cinnamon rolls wouldn't be enough to keep her hunger at bay.

Hanabi activated her byakugan for a few seconds, and her increasingly fearful expression did not bode well, "Mira, something's wrong. The others aren't coming. They still haven't sensed nee-sama's hunger yet."

"What?!" Mira gasped, and quickly activated her hidden chakra spies planted across the kingdom to confirm Hanabi's words. She was right, none of the others had taken notice. There was no cavalry coming to save them.

"Shit! It must be because Hinata's too hungry," Mira hissed, "Her goddess seal isn't activating because Hinata's completely focused on eating. We need to- gah!"

She jumped back when a wall of fat nearly knocked her to the ground. Hinata's belly roared with nonstop digestion, and her body expanded at an increasing rate. The fat made her body rise further from the ground, making her height taller than any of the three distraught servants. Her belly fat started to press against and over the counter, knocking down several utensils and assorted items that were on top of them.

"Hinata's almost finished! Hurry, get the cinnamon rolls ready," Mira barked at Nell and Hanabi before rushing to the counter. Mira frantically used her chakra to levitate any sharp objects out of the way before they could land on Hinata's belly and cause the poor goddess to suffer.

"Right!" Hanabi and Nell said in unison. They had gathered a few hundred cinnamon rolls with many more still flying out of the portal. They levitated the rolls they had so far and rushed over to Hinata. And just in time too, because Hinata had already reached her last couple pots of stew.

"Here, nee-sama! Plenty of soft, warm, and sweet cinnamon rolls just for you," The two girls raised their hands and sent a flock of sugary treats soaring to Hinata's mouth.

"Puuaaah-AAAUUUFFF!" Hinata's voice got stuffed shut. She had just finished her final pot of stew, but the very instant she swallowed and opened her mouth to exhale, it suddenly got stuffed with dozens of her favorite sweets.

'YAY! Cinnamon rolls!' Hinata cried out mentally in utter joy. She didn't know how or where they came from, but she didn't care. She moaned deeply with pleasure from the feeling and taste of delicious frosting, and quickly chewed them up.

"Wha?"

"Huh?"

Both Hanabi and Nell were taken aback when Hinata suddenly wrested control from them. The goddess now controlled the cinnamon rolls instead of her wives. Unfortunately for them, puny humans stood no chance against the power of a goddess. Their hearts sank when they saw Hinata mow down the rolls, eating dozens by the second. Normally, they loved to see Hinata act voracious with food, but this was not one of those times. She ate way too fast!

Hinata let out a loud noise of happiness from the explosion of delicious sweetness. She was the only one having fun, however. The trio looked up in horror while Hinata both fed and gained weight at frightening speeds.

"We're running out of cinnamon rolls!" Nell yelped with tears in her eyes. The portal had no more confections to give, and the few hundred that remained in the room were flying into Hinata's stomach at a rate they couldn't hope to stop. Shortage of food, a hungry deity, and no help on the way. If this kept up, they'd be committing the grave sin of letting Hinata starve. This had become an emergency.

"All of you, stand back!" Mira ordered before running to the wall. Her eyes turned scarlet from her activated sharingan. Black chakra appeared on her forearm, radiating with incredible power.

"Haaaaah!" Mira's voice rose as she concentrated. Sweat poured down her face from the strain. She transferred an enormous amount of chakra into her arm, causing the very room to shake. Her hair rose and her body became enveloped in a dark aura. She used far more energy into this technique than she normally would, but this desperate situation required desperate measures. The massive well of chakra traveled up Mira's arm and focused into a single point in her hand. With all of her power gathered in place, she faced towards the wall and took aim.

"SMITE!"

An enormous beam of energy exploded out of Mira's hand, blasting the wall to smithereens. But this was no ordinary smite. The beam was several times larger than usual. Bigger than Mira's own body, bigger than Hinata's current size in fact. The pillar of destructive might destroyed the wall and much of the roof before being directed into the air to prevent it from damaging anything else.

Hanabi and Nell yelped from the unexpected show of force. They hadn't expected Mira to resort to such a drastic course of action. Any debris that reached them slammed into what seemed to be an invisible mirror protecting both them and Hinata from harm. Thankfully, Mira had used her sharingan to create a mirror to shield them beforehand.

Catching her breath, Mira turned around, "There, that should be wide enough to fit Hinata through. And there's definitely no way Lenn missed that attack. Hurry, let's take Hinata to the others. Quickly!"

"Oooooh, so HUNGRY!" But to their great dismay, Hinata had already finished. Her body, now large enough to reach the ceiling, let out enraged rumbles from her belly. She needed MUCH more to be satisfied.

"Oh no no no! She's already done!" Hanabi shouted, sounding completely freaked out.

"Take her out, now!" Mira barked, and the others complied immediately. The trio lifted Hinata up using a combined levitation technique, and bolted out of the house at full speed. They ran like their lives depended on it. Their ran at inhuman speeds thanks to power granted to them by the goddess, but unfortunately, Bountiful Fields was no longer the small village of old. In this now massive kingdom, they had a lot of ground to cover to get to Lenn. And Hinata was not getting any fuller. Her belly growls got louder and more impatient.

"Mira, there's some food in that house!" Hanabi pointed to one house they passed by with her byakugan activated.

"I got it!" Mira aimed her arm at the houses direction and focused her mind to open one of its windows and pull out whatever was inside. A random assortment of objects came bursting out of the window, but thankfully there were also several large containers filled with ice cream.

"Gya! What the hell?" A female voice rang from inside. Whoever that was probably wouldn't appreciate their things suddenly getting stolen telepathically, but that matter would have to wait. Hinata's needs came first.

"Whee, ice cream!" Hinata reacted with glee upon seeing the ice cream. She took control and guided the ice cream to her mouth, chomping it down with no worries about brain freeze. There wasn't nearly enough to fill her up, but every little bit helped.

"Mira, there's food in that house too! And that one! And that one too!" Hanabi pointed to every building she saw that had food in it. It didn't matter how big or small the portions were. Every last bit of it was sent to Hinata, and she ate it all up in blinding speed. As they ran, they passed several women on the way. Most of them had no idea what was going on, but then immediately understood from one look at Hinata. Saints were trained to recognize Hinata's hunger levels at a glance. Unfortunately, the trio ran too fast for them to catch up, which led to them barreling onward while an increasingly large crowd chased them from behind.

"I can't find any more food! The houses that have it are too far away," Hanabi said to Mira. The large size of Bountiful Fields really worked against them here.

"Damn! Just our luck that we end up passing all the places that don't have food," Mira cursed, "Just keep running, we're almost there!"

"HUUUUNNNNGRRRYYYYYYY!" Hinata bellowed. The snacks they found bought them precious time, but only so much. Things didn't look good. Hinata needed food, and there wasn't enough to tide her over in time. At this rate, Hinata would begin to starve, and the thought of that happening broke their hearts.

'Maybe if I...' Nell debated within herself. She still hadn't mastered that technique yet, but in a crisis like this, she had no choice. With her mind made up, Nell jumped on top of Hinata's body and climbed up to her face.

"U-umm, Hinata. If you're thirsty or anything, you can have some of me," Nell seductively stripped her bra away, causing her enormous tits to bounce free. Their current speed made the wind blow against her body, making her breasts bounce around and slap heavily against each other. Nell focused her mind, and activated a special, secret technique she had been developing for a while. Her breasts became hot, and she felt them grow heavier and fuller, though they still remained as perky as ever. Nell leaned in and placed her nipple into Hinata's mouth, and the goddess instinctively sucked on them.

"HYUUUUU!" Nell screamed in pleasure as Hinata sucked her nipple strongly. But as Hinata sucked, the force caused a sweet, delicious substance to come out of her tits: lots and lots of breast milk.

'Is this... Nell's breast milk? It's DELICIOUS!' Hinata hesitated at first, but then sucked like crazy when she realized what it was. She didn't know about this technique, but loved it the moment the hot milk touched her tongue. It was thick, creamy and filled with sweet flavor. She moaned happily as she breastfed from Nell.

"Hya! Ohh! H-Hinata! Oh goddess, yes!" Nell's moaned nonstop with pleasure. The technique worked perfectly. Nell's large tits lactated like crazy, and were capable of releasing gallons of milk. Nell hugged Hinata's head to her breast, which was big enough to completely cover her face. Hinata happily drained Nell's tit of every drop of milk it had, and her large, loud gulps were proof of her satisfaction.

"Good thinking, Nell! I didn't know you could do that," Mira looked back at them, very impressed at Nell's trump card.

"Muuuu..." Hanabi fumed jealously, suddenly being reminded of her tiny breast size. She kept running, but glared at Nell, wishing she could be in her place, feeding milk to her cute and adorable big sister.

"Auuugh, more! Keep sucking me, Hinata. Don't stop!" Nell's gargantuan lust revealed itself again. She seemed to have forgotten their situation, and simply focused on making sure her milktanks were in Hinata's mouth at all times. She switched from one breast to the other. And while Hinata drank from one breast, the other refilled itself with gallons of hot, sweet, fresh milk. It was enough to even keep up with Hinata's speed. The goddess fell in love with the flavor, and tugged at each nipple forcefully enough to make her cheeks cave in. Whenever Nell switched breasts, she had to pull back since Hinata used so much suction that it made her tit stretch out. Then, she'd release the nipple with a loud pop, causing the breast to slap back in place. They jiggled constantly, and only stopped when Nell dove back in to force her other nipple into Hinata's mouth. They continued that process for several minutes, and it succeeded at keeping Hinata's hunger at bay. Both girls inwardly promised that breastfeeding was going to be a regular thing from now on.

"There, I see Lenn!" Hanabi's magnified vision spotted Lenn in the distance, and they ran in her direction.

Thanks to Nell's timely intervention, Hinata was no longer at risk of starvation. And to make things even better, Lenn wasn't alone. She brought friends, and a lot of them. Charlotte, Iris, Kokona, Sayoko, and many others. Hovering above them was a ridiculous amount of food, and ridiculous was an understatement. They brought enough meals with them to feed multiple villages, or maybe even an entire country! It literally appeared from a distance like a massive cloud made up entire of every type of food imaginable. Mira and Hanabi laughed in relief while they ran (Nell was too busy moaning). The cavalry had arrived alright, and they brought the whole army with them.

"MIRA!" Lenn shouted, seeing her younger sister in the distance. Since she, and the others, also inherited Hinata's power, they sprinted at inhuman speeds to reach Mira. They were all wearing kinky religious garb, or at least what could vaguely could be called that. They wore little more than a few long strips of lavender-white cloth that very loosely wrapped diagonally around each bra-less breast, and a couple more sashes that just as loosely covered their underwear-less crotches. Though they also wore a large number of bracelets, necklaces, and jewels shaped into the belly crest that gave them a religious flair. It was a miracle that their clothes didn't fly right off considering how loose they were. Their wide hips, thin waists, and most of their breasts and butts were on full display. Any man who saw them would die from a nosebleed.

"Mira, I saw your magic beam! What happe- OH GODDESS!" Lenn nearly screamed when she saw Hinata, immediately noticing her hunger.

"Just in time, Lenn!" Mira said to Lenn as they reached each other, "Don't worry, Hinata's stable for now, but she's hungry and needs to eat right now!"

"I can see that!" Lenn remarked with wide open eyes and a stunned expression.

"What the hell happened?" Charlotte questioned, "Didn't you save up enough backup food for her?"

"Sorry, it's a long story. I'll tell you later," Mira apologized hastily.

Lenn turned around to the crowd accompanying her and ordered, "Everyone, get your meals ready! Our goddess needs to feed! New girls: stay back for now. Let us experts handle things first."

"Miraaaaaa!" A group of voices called out from behind. The women who gave chase to Mira's group caught up to them.

"Good, we'll need you girls as well," Mira said loudly to them, "Get some food ready, all of you. It's dinner time for our goddess!"

"Alright Nell, time to let go. Hinata needs to eat," Sayoko said while she pulled Nell away from Hinata's lips.

"Noooooo, not yeeeeet," Nell whined cutely, sounding like a drunkard. Nell tried to fight back, but was too paralyzed by pleasure to mount up much strength. Sayoko freed Nell's breasts from Hinata's mouth with a loud pop.

"Alright, you perfect goddess. Time to eat!" Mira and Lenn happily announced.

"Whoooaa," Hinata gasped in wonder at the beautiful sight before her. She spent so much time with boobs in her face that she hadn't noticed, but she definitely paid attention now. She had never seen so much food before. It was everywhere! The delicacies circled in the air above and around her, starting from the ground and all the way up to the sky. They even reached the clouds, and covered the sky so much that the sun had mostly been blocked out of view. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert. All of it was there, from the smallest finger foods to the largest of feasts. Every kind of meat, vegetable, fruit, nut, grain, fish, and confection was there and more. Whether it be a hearty steak, a crisp salad, a sugary cake, a smooth yogurt, a soft loaf of bread, or a hot bowl of soup. Thousands of years' worth of the world's edible history danced in the air, ready to be devoured by its goddess.

"This… this is amazing!" Hinata nearly sobbed with happiness, "You made so much for me, and it all smells incredible. Thank you! Thank you all so much! You're the best servants ever!"

Hearing Hinata's great praise caused the mood of all the women to burst through the roof. They swooned, cheered, cried, and a few even broke out in gleeful dancing. Hearing such kind words from the goddess was one of the greatest rewards they could receive. Even just a single word of praise made all their hard work worth it.

"Open wide, beloved goddess!" The women said, ready to begin the biggest meal yet.

Hinata smiled and did just that, and felt the first of many meals enter her mouth.

Hinata ate faster than she ever had before. She ate like her life depended on it, and didn't stop for even an instant. Losing all that weight made her HUNGRY! Her godlike abilities and years of experience allowed her to chew and swallow simultaneously, and at incredible speeds. Being a goddess, Hinata had no need to breathe, and nothing in the world could stop her from filling her stomach. An endless stream of food entered her mouth, and Hinata devoured everything down to the very last crumb. Entire turkeys were eaten in a second. Tall cakes vanished layer by layer at blinding speeds. Large bowls of soup were guzzled down in a single gulp. Nothing stood a chance against the goddess. And the flavors were fantastic. Now that she finally got more food in her belly, she regained enough focus to reactivate her goddess seal, and sent a LOT of pleasure into her slaves to let them feel her gratitude.

"AUGH! H-Hinata! Oh, goddess, it feels amazing!" Several innocent-looking girls cried out and suddenly collapsed, feeling a wave of extreme pleasure that sent their nerves aflame. There were plenty of new girls who had recently joined the sainthood, and experiencing their first burst of sensation from the goddess seal proved to be a doozy.

"AHH! M-merciful goddess!" Lenn moaned as she clutched her body, which had flared with the special markings of the goddess seal. Even the veterans were hit hard by the pleasure, but that didn't stop them from continuing the feast.

The goddess gained weight at an obscene rate. She rose inches by the minute, and expanded profusely in every direction. Her butt became giant while lifting her body and legs up. Her arms and legs fattened while swallowing up her hands and feet. Her sides and back received layers and rolls of soft, squishy fat. Her breasts grew to extreme sizes, exceeding the height of an entire person and then some. Her chin fattened and her cheeks rounded. But of course, nothing compared to the ridiculous sizes her belly reached. Her belly became an all-consuming monster, growing nonstop in a mission to cover as much ground as possible. It rumbled, growled, and churned with sounds of hunger and digestion. It gained layers and rolls, and along with her legs and butt, made Hinata rise to greater heights. The weight gain had no ill effects on the goddess. There was no pain, no blemishes on her skin, and no ill side effects of any kind. In fact, the extreme fat only felt better by the second. With each pound she gained, Hinata felt more of that wonderful comfort, warmth, and pleasure she had become so accustomed to. And the heavier and more helpless she became, the more of her divine radiance she recovered. Her skin remained softer than any material, healthier than what could be achieved by even the best skin products, and carried a divine charm that had her army of servants staring with eyes filled with rapturous love and worship.

"No way, I can't believe how much she's eating. And so fast too."

"Hinata is incredible."

"She really is a goddess."

The "newbies" stared in awe with growing blushes on their faces. They knew of Hinata from their visions and dreams, but to actually see the goddess in action was another thing entirely. The goddess amazed them, and in more ways than one. Not only were they impressed, their pink cheeks showed they were deeply charmed. Their thin bodies burned with warm feelings of romantic attraction, and they rubbed their legs together with desire.

Hinata's size crossed the boundary into the absurd. She reached higher than a house, then more than a two-story building, and eventually more than three. And she just kept getting bigger. Her belly and butt continued to spread their territory further outward, and her hands and feet were completely engulfed into her fatty limbs. Even her wings had reappeared. Enormous, beautiful, angelic white wings burst out of her back while she grew, glowing with incredible power. While Hinata's body rose higher in the air, many of her saints gathered around her head, sending more food into her mouth.

"Come Hinata, try out my pastries. I added extra blueberries just for you," Sayoko said.

"Me too, Hinata," Charlotte chimed in, "I made some delicious pies that I know you'll love."

"My goddess, please taste my rainbow ice cream," Iris said quietly but firmly.

"Don't forget about my super-tasty salmon, Hinata," Tammy said tantalizingly.

While the crowd at Hinata's head fed her all the food she wanted, another large crowd gathered all over Hinata's belly and lavished her with the belly rub of her life.

Lenn giggled mischievously, "Precious Hina-bunny is gonna be addicted to my belly rubs after this. Take all of my massages you adorable goddess you," Lenn had thousands of her ghostly hands firmly rub and squeeze every inch of Hinata's belly. Even after all these years, Lenn's belly rubs were second to none, and Hinata's moans got louder the very moment they touched her sensitive belly.

"Ahhh, I'll never get tired of nee-sama's fat. So warm and cozy," Hanabi sighed pleasantly while she rubbed her entire body up and down against Hinata's belly fat.

"Augh! H-Hinata!" Nell moaned lustfully while she frantically humped her hips against Hinata's belly. The prior breastfeeding had already gotten her passion boiling, and feeling Hinata's ultra-soft skin made Nell lose all control.

"Mmm, such yummy nipples," A couple of Mira clones twisted their lengthened tongues all over Hinata's enlarged pink nipples, which had grown to the size of her own head. The tongues swirled around the nipple, making it wet with saliva. Hinata's godliness made the taste of her skin addictive to her slaves. Meanwhile at Hinata's other breast, a Mira clone and Kokona were squeezing Hinata's nipple between their plump butts, furiously rubbing up and down against it.

"You should let me handle this, Kokona. You can't please Hinata with your tiny ass," Mira smugly bragged.

"Shut your annoying mouth," Kokona growled with a competitive smirk, "Technique beats size any day, and mine isn't small either. Hinata much prefers me to you!"

"Yeah right! Hinata's going to… OOH!" Mira got cut off when the increasing level of pleasure at her rear end made her moan.

"HUAA!" Kokona felt the same. Their super-sensitive rear ends burned with so much pleasure that the two ladies suspended their argument, and moaned like a pair of horny sluts.

Hinata loved every second. The food tasted delicious, as expected from the best group of chefs in the world. And the feeling of her servants' bodies on her body made her feel extreme amounts of pleasure. So great that Hinata repeatedly hit sexual orgasm over and over again, but that did not interrupt or even slow down her eating. Her pleasure transferred into her slaves, and they too were sent to blissful heaven. But just like with Hinata, they did not stop their service (except for the new recruits who were overwhelmed). Hundreds of women covered Hinata's gigantic form, lovingly pleasing every inch of the goddess' body they could reach. For the next few hours, the residents of Bountiful Fields continued to enjoy their enormous meal with their kind, gentle yet greedy goddess.

"UUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRPPPP!" Hinata released a shockwave from her powerful belch, so loud that it threatened to split the sky. And it might have done just that if Hinata willed enough power into it. It took over a minute for her lengthy burp to run its course, and Hinata did it with no shame. After all, her servants certainly didn't mind, and actively encouraged Hinata to do whatever she wanted. After emptying the air from her belly, Hinata sighed contently and relaxed her fatty body. Hinata had finished her largest gorging session in history, and even regained her true size again. She had become a colossal behemoth with enough fat to make her taller than a five-story building, and with enough surface area to cover the entirety of said building if she had sat on it. She was utterly immobile, unable to move even a single finger due to her size. This was the form that Hinata had to repress if she wanted to move at all. Her true form that fully revealed her might as the world's goddess. And it felt incredible. It certainly had its issues with practicality, but the constant pleasurable sensation Hinata felt just by sitting around felt mind-numbingly good. She often spent many of her days like this, sitting around while eating millions of pounds of food.

"Thank you, all of you," Hinata sincerely expressed her gratitude, "Everything was wonderful. The food, the way you pleased my body. It was all perfect. I'm the luckiest goddess ever to have you by my side."

"Uuuu, Hinataaa~. You sweet, wonderful…" Lenn whimpered with tears pouring from her eyes.

"It's our deepest pleasure, Hinata," Mira said with reverence, "Serving you is the least we can do for all you've done for us and the entire world."

Hanabi nodded in agreement while gazing devotedly at her older sister, "She's right, nee-sama! You didn't just make our lives better, you've ended all wars, and spread your message of love and gluttony across the entire world. It's because of you that everyone can live in peace. For you to be able to do something so amazing, you deserve our eternal servitude."

The other girls all made similar statements of agreement, overwhelming Hinata with countless words of praise. This was nothing new to her. Every day was spent with her worshippers lavishing Hinata with a nonstop flood of comments over how great she was. She had her own religion after all. And Hinata loved hearing every bit of it. Hearing and seeing their devotion to her never got old no matter how often they did it.

"You're all too kind," Hinata smiled wide hearing their words, "Then tell me, will you continue to be with me for the rest of time? Will you continue to obediently serve and obey me for as long as I live?"

The answer was obvious.

"Of course, my goddess!" They all said at once.

Though Hinata already knew their answer, she still felt her heart swell with joy to hear it out loud. Even if her followers continuously insisted that it was only natural for her to have everything, Hinata constantly blessed her lucky stars for being able to live a life like this. No matter how much time would pass, Hinata promised herself that she would always love and cherish her wonderful slaves with every fiber of her being for granting her such a perfect life.

For the next hour, Hinata relaxed serenely while feeling the pleasant vibrations of her belly as it continued to digest her delicious meal, occasionally flapping her wings gently. Her slaves soothed her by gently massaging and kissing her body, making Hinata feel more comfortable. By Hinata's insistence, many of the women took the time to relax as well. Some girls simply rested on Hinata's fat, others quietly chatted amongst themselves, and a few of them even took naps wrapped up in Hinata's belly fat. They calmly enjoyed the remainder of the day, peacefully watching the sun slowly set. Until…

"My goddess, umm, there's someone here to see you," Maki reported after climbing up Hinata's body.

"Hmm? A guest?" Lenn raised her eyebrows curiously.

"Is it a new recruit?" Mira asked. The others became curious as well. Usually they knew ahead of time whenever a woman made her journey to ascend to sainthood. Having a woman arrive in Bountiful Fields without them even knowing was unusual.

"Well, I believe so," Maki answered nervously, "But she also insisted she knows Hinata, from before her ascension I mean…"

"She knows nee-sama?" Hanabi became interested, "But… doesn't that me-"

Hanabi suddenly gasped. Mira and Lenn's eyes widened in shock.

The new guest had already arrived, and came up from behind Maki. It was a young, beautiful girl. This normally wouldn't be an issue, if not for the fact that she wore an orange dress, had blonde twin tails that hung past her hips, striking blue eyes…

And whisker marks on her cheeks.

"Y-you're-!" Lenn's mouth fell wide open. Hanabi was speechless. Mira appeared slightly calmer, but still incredibly surprised.

"Huh? You recognize her?" Nell asked, unfamiliar with this new girl's features that for some reason caused her companions to freak out. The others mimicked Nell's reaction. Only Mira, Lenn, and Hanabi seemed to know this person.

The blonde girl, standing timidly on Hinata's fat, bowed deeply to them, "Hello everyone. My name is Naruko. It is an honor to finally be here in Bountiful Fields. I've been having visions of the goddess for a very long time, and I've really wanted to see her. I traveled here to see the goddess with my own eyes. Is it alright if speak with her?"

Lenn sputtered, "B-but, how did you get here? Only those with the goddess' permission can enter here. How did you-?"

"I let her in," Hinata answered.

Lenn looked at Hinata, stunned, "You… did? But, my goddess-"

"It's alright. Let her come to me," Hinata knew Naruko was coming from the beginning. Hinata did not know her motives or her goals. But Hinata did remember all those years when she tried to reach that person, and never being able to reach their heart. Now, "she" was here before her after so long.

The saints looked at each other, unsure, but they obeyed their goddess, and let the blonde-haired guest come forth. The visitor, Naruko, lowered to her knees in front of Hinata. The two of them quietly stared into each other's eyes. Naruko took a deep breath, seemingly in deep contemplation with herself. Hinata didn't say anything, though. She waited patiently, not revealing any of her inner thoughts. After several more seconds, Naruko finally spoke.

"H-hey… Hinata. It's been a long time, huh? I'm… sure you already know who I am. S-sorry that I kept… shutting you out for so long. Life's been pretty crazy over the last few years. Lot of things changing, people acting different. Umm… well… f-for the longest time, I wasn't sure what to believe. I thought I had a pretty good grip on things. Always thought I understood what people were like and how the world worked. And since that… you know… that day, I realized that I actually didn't understand people at all. I realized that I was just being a hard-head, always thinking and forcing people to act the way I believed they should act instead of actually listening to what they wanted out of life."

Naruko fidgeted for a moment, shivering nervously. But she continued.

"When… when I saw you back then, I think that deep down, there was something about you that stuck with me for the longest time. At first, I was ashamed of it. I tried to resist it because I felt that I had to. Because that's what society taught me to. And I know that I ended up hurting you because of that. But over the years, I realized that I actually… kinda liked that part of you. And I also realized that although the world changed in ways that society said were wrong, I honestly didn't think the changes were that bad. Everyone started being more open about their desires, and no longer being ashamed, so… I ended up doing the same."

Naruko swallowed, steeling herself.

"I know I'm spewing nonsense right now, so I'll just spit it out. Hinata, when I last saw you, I think we got off on the wrong foot. And I just want to say that I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for being such a jerk to you. So, I was wondering if… we can maybe, you know… start over? And maybe… I can… you know… be your slave, too?"

Naruko's cheeks were crimson as she finished. Hanabi couldn't believe her ears, while Mira and Lenn were completely stunned. The others just watched in confusion. But they didn't need to understand, because Naruko's words were meant for Hinata and Hinata only. And she heard them loud and clear.

"Are you sure?" Hinata said, "If you become mine, then you will be stuck like that for the rest of your life. Are you absolutely sure this is what you want? I won't force you if you don't want to."

Naruko shook her head, "No, I've made peace with everything. I really want to start over with you. I'm okay being like this, and… being yours."

A warm, genuine smile appeared on Hinata's face. It had been so long since then, Hinata thought she had moved on. But seeing "her" again, and hearing "her" words touched Hinata's heart more than she expected. Despite everything, Hinata really did want to see that person again, and became overjoyed at the thought of having a second chance.

"Then you can join us, Naruko. I know that my servants here will welcome you with open arms, right everyone?" Hinata turned her head expectantly towards Mira and Lenn. The two sisters looked at each other with worry, but after a few moments, they smiled.

"Of course, Hinata," Mira assured, "Whatever you wish. Whether it be to welcome or to forgive, we will do it."

"Yes. We trust in your judgment, Hinata," Lenn said, "We know you will do the right thing."

Naruko grinned widely, showing off her pure white teeth, "Thank you, Hinata! I won't make you regret this, I promise!"

"Wooow," Hanabi gasped quietly in amazement, though in a more "I didn't realize you had those kinds of fetishes" sort of way. She seemed to have more she wanted to say, but kept her thoughts to herself.

"Welcome to the sainthood, Naruko," Sayoko greeted warmly.

"You'll love it here, Naruko. But girl, we definitely need to get you some better clothes," Charlotte playfully teased, seeing the new girl's clothes.

"N-nice to meet you, Naruko," Nell meekly bowed.

All of the other nearby women welcomed Naruko into their fold. Whatever apprehension they had vanished instantly once Hinata gave her approval. In their eyes, Naruko had already become one of them. Mira and Lenn joined the group, striking up conversation with the whiskered girl.

Hinata felt a sense of completeness as she observed the sight before her. Like everything in her life had come full circle in this moment. Hinata's entire life flashed before her eyes. Her years as a ninja, grappling with her fears and insecurities. Her first days in Bountiful Fields, learning and coming to terms with her inner desires. Her years as a goddess, and all of the happiness and changes that came with it. And it all led to here. It was such a simple moment: her servants innocently chatting with Naruko without a care in the world. But perhaps that was why it felt so poignant to her. Two worlds, shinobi and the goddess, connected at last, interacting with each other like it was nothing at all. No tension, no animosity. Just a group of people getting along with each other.

Hinata became filled with elation. Everything she wanted in life was here. Family, friends, lovers, her dreams, her desires. She had reached the end of her journey, and all it took for the last piece to fall into place was a selfless act from a kind person. To think that the boy she admired would help her even after all this time.

'Naruto-kun, thank you.'

For the next few days, the saints taught Naruko everything she needed to know in order to become a talented and loyal servant of the goddess. She became blessed with the goddess seal (along with an impressive bust and butt), indoctrinated into the religion, and trained in the culinary arts. It took her a little while to get over her shyness when it came to bedroom activities with the goddess, namely due to still getting used to living forever in a female body. However, Hinata made sure to thoroughly seduce and "educate" Naruko on the wonders of physical worship. And after a few weeks, Naruko was slavishly sucking on Hinata's fat while feeding her loads of ramen. She had become another member of the sisterhood.

From then on, Hinata's perfect life continued. With infinite power, lovely servants, and an ever-expanding influence, the world gradually embraced its new age. Wars had died out, and the shinobi countries turned towards keeping their ever-fattening angels fed. But what they had lost in imperialistic expansion, they had gained with a new era of peace and prosperity that no longer knew of violence and bloodshed. By the end of the goddess' first decade since her ascension, all countries had fully converted into her religion. And by the end of the generation, the era of shinobi had become a fragment of history. Years turned into decades, decades turned into centuries, and the world prospered more each day, under the caring, watchful eye of its goddess, Hinata.

"My dearest saints. I speak to you so that you may hear my innermost thoughts. For many years I have lived as the goddess of this world. I have been the being you see in your dreams, and the presence you feel inside of you every day. I have protected this world, and guided its people into my light. And during those years, you have served me with loyalty and passion. You have been at my side, and cared for me unquestioningly.

You may believe me, or you may not when I say this, but know in your hearts that I owe everything I am to you. I may be the goddess, and I may have infinite power, but none of that would be worth anything if I did not have you by my side. You tell me that my smile, my warmth, and my love are why you are willing to leave the bed every morning, but know that it is the same for me as well. To see your beautiful faces makes every day for me worth it. To hear your voices, to feel your gentle hands, to even sense the presence of your souls brightens my day. I cherish every moment you are with me. You are my love. You are my light.

My beloved children. I ask that you stay by my side forevermore. Give everything you have and everything you are to me, and I promise that I will do so in return. Just as you love me, I love you in return. Be at ease, and enter my embrace. For we are all as one, and together, we ascend into infinity."

Excerpt from the Holy Bible of Hinata, Book: Words of Me, Chapter 4

THE END