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Something had been niggling Greed over the past few days. A pulsing, hot aura, similar to those of gluttons, radiated from Serin's neighborhood. At first, he had just written it off as a typical greedy soul, perhaps one he could enjoy himself with in the future. However, this was something different; the aura had a strange tang to it. Greed had never felt it before, a sort of blunt throbbing accompanying the usual heat. Greed took it upon himself to investigate.
"I'm going home Serin, see you later Furore" he lied, exiting Serin's house.
"Bye Greed!" Serin said as the door closed again. Instead of diving back into the underworld, Greed headed towards the person with the strange psyche, walking towards the epicenter of the radiation. He wasn't far away, not even a few blocks. Greed managed to reach the glutton's residence within a few minutes. He lived in a cozy little home tucked away amongst a copse of flowering trees. From the sidewalk, one couldn't see hide or hair of the little stone house, it being obscured from view by the leafy growth. Greed wended through the greenery to the moss lined front door, he thought about how to approach the strange person. His curiosity got the better of him and he decided to just go and ring the doorbell. The little bell tinkled pleasantly like a bird's chirp, a voice called out from seemingly the thin air around him.
"Who's there?" the voice was threatening and fearful at the same time; like a herbivore trying to puff itself up before a predator. Greed was confused as to the source of the voice.
"Uhh, just a…uh…neighbor coming to say hello" Greed said suspiciously. The voice came back wary.
"Well then hello and now goodbye, maybe I'll see you some other time but not now." Greed was growing tired of reasoning with this cowardly soul. He shut his eyes and concentrated hard on the mental waves emanating from the person. Snatches of other people's auras lingered at the edge of his awareness but the one directly above him shone bright. Greed could see the outline of the glutton; the waves illuminating him like a sun. Greed saw a small, furred creature, the likes of which he had never seen before. It was crouching amongst the braches out of sight, using a wooden cone to amplify its voice. Greed grinned, opening his eyes again. He decided to go on the offensive.
"Well then I guess I'll just be going," he said loudly, turning to leave and walking a few steps before leaping up into the tree. He clawed his way over to the creature, grabbing it by its arms so it couldn't escape. The thing squeaked in fear, trying to wriggle out of Greed's grasp like prey caught in the claws of a carnivore. Greed bore down on the little creature, relishing his own power over it. The thing suddenly stopped struggling and stared into Greed's eyes with such intensity that Greed stopped grinning and was slightly off-put.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked. The little thing just stared with its mouth open, quickly moving out of Greed's hold, sitting before him and bowing low.
"Please, forgive my disrespect" it pleaded. Greed was taken aback but rolled with the situation.
"I shall forgive you. Who are you?" he said imperiously. The little creature looked up.
"I am Snow the Gabumon. I am your most loyal servant" he bowed again. Greed's sly grin returned to his face; the odd aura must have been because Snow worshipped him. Greed had never felt devotion this strong before.
"Well, mortal; come back to the ground with me. I'm tired of sitting on these branches" Snow obeyed hurriedly, trying at first to heave Greed up to carry him back to earth. He strained to lift the large, heavy dragon but had to give in, panting. Greed was enjoying the attention and stared haughtily down at Snow who once again bowed.
"I apologize for my weakness, almighty Greed" Greed jumped down from the branch himself, quickly followed by Snow. Greed examined the front door. Not bothering to ask, he opened it and strolled inside for a look at his devotee's home. Greed's gaze was immediately drawn to the massive shrine displayed prominently in the heart of the house. A golden statue of himself perched on top of the earth, a savage snarl on his face. Below the statue were several tiers of fruits and meats stacked up in a pyramid. Greed went over to examine the tributes to him. Snow hurried to stand beside the shrine.
"These are gifts to you, my lord, please indulge yourself" he spoke quickly. Greed smiled.
"I thank you, servant. How did you manage to keep this food fresh" Snow blushed and stammered at the thanks.
"I-I have a grasp of magic my lord" he replied. Greed nodded, picking up a large, bulbous fruit and biting into it. The flesh was watery and refreshing; the fruit tasting colder than it does actually was due to the fresh-tasting pulp. Greed smacked his lips appreciatively, Snow watching his idol gorge on the fruit with rapt eyes. Greed finished the round fruit and licked his lips.
"An acceptable tribute" he said. Snow picked up another one and offered it to him.
"Please, my lord, make yourself comfortable" he lead Greed over behind the shrine to a luxuriantly padded reclining lounge. Greed lay across it, biting into the fruit while Snow went to fetch more. By the time Greed had finished the second helping, Snow was already at his side with a bowl of grapes. Greed smiled and lay back on the chair, opening his mouth up and allowing Snow to feed him the grapes in their bunches. Greed reveled in the king-like treatment he was getting, the feeling of power only enhanced by his swelling gut. Snow fed him the altar fruit in an endless stream; Greed never slowing down or showing any sign that he was full. His belly grew, first to the size of a basketball, then as large as a beach ball sitting on his lap, heavy with all the juicy fruit. He leaned back with a sigh, allowing his stomach to rise above him like a moon.
"Servant, I need a belly massage," he ordered. Snow quickly obeyed, taking a small bottle from the shelf and emptying it on Greed's stomach. An oil dripped out, Snow spreading it around Greed's gut so that his scales shone like rubies and Snow's paws glided over its surface smoothly. Greed groaned in pleasure, Snow rubbing his god's stomach with zeal. After a few minutes of being stroked, Greed belched with a deep rumble in his gut.
"I need more food" Greed stated. He saw the empty altar and looked disapprovingly at Snow.
"If you believe that meager serving was enough to appease my appetite you are sorely mistaken," his eyes gleamed with a predatory stare, "and I punish failure harshly." Snow was terrified by the glare, trying desperately to stammer a response.
"A-a-a-almighty! I never believed for a moment that your stomach would be satisfied with just the tributes at the altar. I have more food to offer" he pleaded. Greed allowed his gaze to falter, returning his eyes to their normal state.
"Good, bring it to me" he demanded. Snow bowed quickly and hurried to his pantry. He had set aside whole shelves of preserved food to place at the altar. He now brought it all out, laying the spoils in front of Greed. The deity smiled.
"Very good, now…feed me" Snow began piling food into Greed's mouth, the god swallowing everything that touched his tongue. Meats, fruit and other delights were consumed by Greed; the dragon's gut blowing up far quicker than before, becoming a boulder of food in mere minutes. Snow kept up the fervent pace, inflating the god to the latter's obvious pleasure. Greed massaged his belly hard, his hands freed up as his servant shoveled food into his mouth. The oil Snow had applied earlier had now sunk into his skin, making it supple and stretchy underneath his armored scales. Greed rubbed in large circles; fully experiencing the sheer scale of the wondrous feast. The stock of food was running out fast, Greed's voraciousness not abating even slightly over the half an hour it took to diminish the pile of food down to the last remains, the chair cracking and breaking as it couldn't take the weight of the gluttonous dragon any more. Greed, by this time, was beginning to store some fat. His face had lost its hard lines and strong definition; becoming lard-stuffed and plump, his neck growing fatter and adding multiple spare tires of adipose. His pectoral muscles had been softened with their warm layer of flab. So much fat was stored under the breast-scales, rolls forming where his chest met his stomach. The rolls on his back curved around to meet the enormous orb of solid food in his belly; his stuffed stomach was protected by a rapidly developing lining of lard. His thighs were squashed by his stomach, their sides ballooning out under his gut. Behind his thick legs was his rear, two squashed orbs of pure, jiggling fat threatening to swallow his bloated tail. He looked even more impressive than he was when he was muscular; the scale of his gluttony making him seem powerful and intimidating. Greed snapped up the last offerings and eagerly opened his jaws for more. Snow looked around, afraid at the lack of food. Greed closed his mouth again after his next mouthful didn't arrive. He stared at Snow.
"No more food?" he said menacingly. Snow dissolved into a gibbering mess, throwing himself to the ground.
"Forgive me, master!" he cried. Greed growled deeply, making Snow shiver. The dragon. however, grinned.
"You have done well thus far mortal; I reward those who are faithful." Greed beckoned to Snow.
"Come closer, rub my belly" he requested. Snow approached the monolithic dragon once more, placing his hands on the reptile's scaly lard-pillow of a stomach and stroking. Greed growled deeply in pleasure; Snow felt the vibrations echoing all around Greed's massive body. He increased the intensity of his massage, pressing his paws harder into Greed's belly and eliciting more growls from the tubby dragon. A red glow enveloped Greed and Snow, Greed used his power to make the two of them grow. Snow felt his stomach begin to inflate with fat, its furry surface touching Greed's. Greed smiled contentedly as he felt Snow's increasing weight press down into his lard. Greed's stomach and butt swallowed the ruined sofa, swelling out larger and larger. Snow felt himself sink feet into Greed's belly as he felt his own grow fatter, he groaned in delight at both his own gaining and that of his idol. Greed ceased the spell, Snow and himself massively bloated and far beyond mobile. The Gabumon lay happily on Greed's gut, squashing the god's tummy into juicy rolls spilling over his hips. Greed hiccupped, sighing and giving his belly a pat.
"Isn't it wonderful?" he crooned to Snow. The Gabumon nodded, nuzzling Greed's flesh.
"Its great" he said back. The two of them reveled in each other's mass, Snow clinging on tight to Greed's upper belly and rubbing in slow circles. Greed swelled under Snow's touch, the massage aiding his digestion of the colossal meal, turning him into a colossal dragon. Snow was sunk several feet into Greed's fat by the time the food was all used up. Every limb on Greed's body had been filled with excessive pounds of lard. The ton of dragon moaned in ecstasy.
"Well done…you have appeased me," he said to Snow, "I must rest, you may sleep on me for the night" Snow nodded eagerly and curled up against his own belly, Greed's stomach unimaginably comfortable beneath him. Greed closed his eyes and soon his rumbling breathing mixed with Snows as the two heavy creatures slept off their meals.

Description
Something had been niggling Greed over the past few days. A pulsing, hot aura, similar to those of gluttons, radiated from Serin's neighborhood. At first, he had just written it off as a typical greedy soul, perhaps one he could enjoy himself with in the future. However, this was something different; the aura had a strange tang to it. Greed had never felt it before, a sort of blunt throbbing accompanying the usual heat. Greed took it upon himself to investigate.
"I'm going home Serin, see you later Furore" he lied, exiting Serin's house.
"Bye Greed!" Serin said as the door closed again. Instead of diving back into the underworld, Greed headed towards the person with the strange psyche, walking towards the epicenter of the radiation. He wasn't far away, not even a few blocks. Greed managed to reach the glutton's residence within a few minutes. He lived in a cozy little home tucked away amongst a copse of flowering trees. From the sidewalk, one couldn't see hide or hair of the little stone house, it being obscured from view by the leafy growth. Greed wended through the greenery to the moss lined front door, he thought about how to approach the strange person. His curiosity got the better of him and he decided to just go and ring the doorbell. The little bell tinkled pleasantly like a bird's chirp, a voice called out from seemingly the thin air around him.
"Who's there?" the voice was threatening and fearful at the same time; like a herbivore trying to puff itself up before a predator. Greed was confused as to the source of the voice.
"Uhh, just a…uh…neighbor coming to say hello" Greed said suspiciously. The voice came back wary.
"Well then hello and now goodbye, maybe I'll see you some other time but not now." Greed was growing tired of reasoning with this cowardly soul. He shut his eyes and concentrated hard on the mental waves emanating from the person. Snatches of other people's auras lingered at the edge of his awareness but the one directly above him shone bright. Greed could see the outline of the glutton; the waves illuminating him like a sun. Greed saw a small, furred creature, the likes of which he had never seen before. It was crouching amongst the braches out of sight, using a wooden cone to amplify its voice. Greed grinned, opening his eyes again. He decided to go on the offensive.
"Well then I guess I'll just be going," he said loudly, turning to leave and walking a few steps before leaping up into the tree. He clawed his way over to the creature, grabbing it by its arms so it couldn't escape. The thing squeaked in fear, trying to wriggle out of Greed's grasp like prey caught in the claws of a carnivore. Greed bore down on the little creature, relishing his own power over it. The thing suddenly stopped struggling and stared into Greed's eyes with such intensity that Greed stopped grinning and was slightly off-put.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked. The little thing just stared with its mouth open, quickly moving out of Greed's hold, sitting before him and bowing low.
"Please, forgive my disrespect" it pleaded. Greed was taken aback but rolled with the situation.
"I shall forgive you. Who are you?" he said imperiously. The little creature looked up.
"I am Snow the Gabumon. I am your most loyal servant" he bowed again. Greed's sly grin returned to his face; the odd aura must have been because Snow worshipped him. Greed had never felt devotion this strong before.
"Well, mortal; come back to the ground with me. I'm tired of sitting on these branches" Snow obeyed hurriedly, trying at first to heave Greed up to carry him back to earth. He strained to lift the large, heavy dragon but had to give in, panting. Greed was enjoying the attention and stared haughtily down at Snow who once again bowed.
"I apologize for my weakness, almighty Greed" Greed jumped down from the branch himself, quickly followed by Snow. Greed examined the front door. Not bothering to ask, he opened it and strolled inside for a look at his devotee's home. Greed's gaze was immediately drawn to the massive shrine displayed prominently in the heart of the house. A golden statue of himself perched on top of the earth, a savage snarl on his face. Below the statue were several tiers of fruits and meats stacked up in a pyramid. Greed went over to examine the tributes to him. Snow hurried to stand beside the shrine.
"These are gifts to you, my lord, please indulge yourself" he spoke quickly. Greed smiled.
"I thank you, servant. How did you manage to keep this food fresh" Snow blushed and stammered at the thanks.
"I-I have a grasp of magic my lord" he replied. Greed nodded, picking up a large, bulbous fruit and biting into it. The flesh was watery and refreshing; the fruit tasting colder than it does actually was due to the fresh-tasting pulp. Greed smacked his lips appreciatively, Snow watching his idol gorge on the fruit with rapt eyes. Greed finished the round fruit and licked his lips.
"An acceptable tribute" he said. Snow picked up another one and offered it to him.
"Please, my lord, make yourself comfortable" he lead Greed over behind the shrine to a luxuriantly padded reclining lounge. Greed lay across it, biting into the fruit while Snow went to fetch more. By the time Greed had finished the second helping, Snow was already at his side with a bowl of grapes. Greed smiled and lay back on the chair, opening his mouth up and allowing Snow to feed him the grapes in their bunches. Greed reveled in the king-like treatment he was getting, the feeling of power only enhanced by his swelling gut. Snow fed him the altar fruit in an endless stream; Greed never slowing down or showing any sign that he was full. His belly grew, first to the size of a basketball, then as large as a beach ball sitting on his lap, heavy with all the juicy fruit. He leaned back with a sigh, allowing his stomach to rise above him like a moon.
"Servant, I need a belly massage," he ordered. Snow quickly obeyed, taking a small bottle from the shelf and emptying it on Greed's stomach. An oil dripped out, Snow spreading it around Greed's gut so that his scales shone like rubies and Snow's paws glided over its surface smoothly. Greed groaned in pleasure, Snow rubbing his god's stomach with zeal. After a few minutes of being stroked, Greed belched with a deep rumble in his gut.
"I need more food" Greed stated. He saw the empty altar and looked disapprovingly at Snow.
"If you believe that meager serving was enough to appease my appetite you are sorely mistaken," his eyes gleamed with a predatory stare, "and I punish failure harshly." Snow was terrified by the glare, trying desperately to stammer a response.
"A-a-a-almighty! I never believed for a moment that your stomach would be satisfied with just the tributes at the altar. I have more food to offer" he pleaded. Greed allowed his gaze to falter, returning his eyes to their normal state.
"Good, bring it to me" he demanded. Snow bowed quickly and hurried to his pantry. He had set aside whole shelves of preserved food to place at the altar. He now brought it all out, laying the spoils in front of Greed. The deity smiled.
"Very good, now…feed me" Snow began piling food into Greed's mouth, the god swallowing everything that touched his tongue. Meats, fruit and other delights were consumed by Greed; the dragon's gut blowing up far quicker than before, becoming a boulder of food in mere minutes. Snow kept up the fervent pace, inflating the god to the latter's obvious pleasure. Greed massaged his belly hard, his hands freed up as his servant shoveled food into his mouth. The oil Snow had applied earlier had now sunk into his skin, making it supple and stretchy underneath his armored scales. Greed rubbed in large circles; fully experiencing the sheer scale of the wondrous feast. The stock of food was running out fast, Greed's voraciousness not abating even slightly over the half an hour it took to diminish the pile of food down to the last remains, the chair cracking and breaking as it couldn't take the weight of the gluttonous dragon any more. Greed, by this time, was beginning to store some fat. His face had lost its hard lines and strong definition; becoming lard-stuffed and plump, his neck growing fatter and adding multiple spare tires of adipose. His pectoral muscles had been softened with their warm layer of flab. So much fat was stored under the breast-scales, rolls forming where his chest met his stomach. The rolls on his back curved around to meet the enormous orb of solid food in his belly; his stuffed stomach was protected by a rapidly developing lining of lard. His thighs were squashed by his stomach, their sides ballooning out under his gut. Behind his thick legs was his rear, two squashed orbs of pure, jiggling fat threatening to swallow his bloated tail. He looked even more impressive than he was when he was muscular; the scale of his gluttony making him seem powerful and intimidating. Greed snapped up the last offerings and eagerly opened his jaws for more. Snow looked around, afraid at the lack of food. Greed closed his mouth again after his next mouthful didn't arrive. He stared at Snow.
"No more food?" he said menacingly. Snow dissolved into a gibbering mess, throwing himself to the ground.
"Forgive me, master!" he cried. Greed growled deeply, making Snow shiver. The dragon. however, grinned.
"You have done well thus far mortal; I reward those who are faithful." Greed beckoned to Snow.
"Come closer, rub my belly" he requested. Snow approached the monolithic dragon once more, placing his hands on the reptile's scaly lard-pillow of a stomach and stroking. Greed growled deeply in pleasure; Snow felt the vibrations echoing all around Greed's massive body. He increased the intensity of his massage, pressing his paws harder into Greed's belly and eliciting more growls from the tubby dragon. A red glow enveloped Greed and Snow, Greed used his power to make the two of them grow. Snow felt his stomach begin to inflate with fat, its furry surface touching Greed's. Greed smiled contentedly as he felt Snow's increasing weight press down into his lard. Greed's stomach and butt swallowed the ruined sofa, swelling out larger and larger. Snow felt himself sink feet into Greed's belly as he felt his own grow fatter, he groaned in delight at both his own gaining and that of his idol. Greed ceased the spell, Snow and himself massively bloated and far beyond mobile. The Gabumon lay happily on Greed's gut, squashing the god's tummy into juicy rolls spilling over his hips. Greed hiccupped, sighing and giving his belly a pat.
"Isn't it wonderful?" he crooned to Snow. The Gabumon nodded, nuzzling Greed's flesh.
"Its great" he said back. The two of them reveled in each other's mass, Snow clinging on tight to Greed's upper belly and rubbing in slow circles. Greed swelled under Snow's touch, the massage aiding his digestion of the colossal meal, turning him into a colossal dragon. Snow was sunk several feet into Greed's fat by the time the food was all used up. Every limb on Greed's body had been filled with excessive pounds of lard. The ton of dragon moaned in ecstasy.
"Well done…you have appeased me," he said to Snow, "I must rest, you may sleep on me for the night" Snow nodded eagerly and curled up against his own belly, Greed's stomach unimaginably comfortable beneath him. Greed closed his eyes and soon his rumbling breathing mixed with Snows as the two heavy creatures slept off their meals.