[Stuffing, Bloating, Hyper Vomit]

Christmas was about to roll around, and while that was normally the time of the year where people would gather around and be merry, there was one specific young lass who thought of it as nothing more than a farce.

That girl was Aqua. A cheeky, mischievous and generally terrible Goddess who, thanks to her lack of proper interaction with mortals over the course of her life, didn’t even know the purpose or meaning of the holiday. In fact, it peeved her off to find out that it wasn’t a holiday meant to bring favor to her.

So, like any proper Goddess would do on a day like this, she decided to punish the infidels who turned their cheek away from her. Though, if she actually targeted somebody innocent, she’d get punished for it by the man she had brought to this world… Instead, she had to think small. Think covert. There had to be some way she could get her kicks without the chance of everything backfiring.

Aqua’s mind turned towards the undead shopkeeper, Wiz. That woman always defended her, no matter how much she abused her. It only made sense to bully her, since there was absolutely no repercussions! It was a foolproof plan, one that even an idiot like her couldn’t mess up.

When it came time to figure out how she’d actually bully her, she remembered how much food she and the others hadn’t eaten for Thanksgiving. Probably because she, just like with Christmas, didn’t give a damn about the holiday. So she had gotten into an argument with some mortals, and one thing led to another and now she had a ton of turkeys to pawn off somehow…

Now, she just had to set it up. And like any good Goddess, she strolled straight into Wiz’s shop with a bright and obviously malicious grin on her face. “Oh Wiiiiiiz!” She chimed, hiding her plan under a layer of positivity.

The brown-haired thick-bodied Lich smiled as she saw the Goddess come in. “Hello, Aqua. What do you need? A magic item? A staff to enhance your magic? A piece of armor?” She said, the gentle tones to her voice echoing her kind nature as she was utterly aware of what was coming her way.

“Oh, nothing like that.” Aqua brushed aside the down-on-her-luck lich’s sales pitch before her grin widened. “But you can help me, and that’s way more important than trying to pawn your stuff onto a Goddess like me.” She chimed, the glints in her eyes making her intent way too obvious to anybody that was paying attention.

So, of course Wiz didn’t notice. The large-breasted Lich gently tilted her head. “You need my help with… What, exactly? I’m not sure if I can help that much, I’m a bit of a klutz, you know…” She muttered, downplaying her own abilities like she always did.

 “You don’t even need to do anything, Wiz! Just sit back and let me do everything. Unless you want to be smited for being an infidel.” The blue-haired goddess chimed as she snapped her fingers, letting her holy powers pull the proverbial table cloth off the plan she had concocted.

The decor of the shop shifted around slightly, the Lich’s counter being replaced with a dinner table that reached all the way from one wall to another, leaving her trapped behind it as several identical dishes started plopping down. “T-Turkeys? How can I help with those?” She naturally asked, confronted by the literal dozens worth of thorough roasted and stuffed turkeys that had seemingly not been eaten for the recent holiday…

“Oh, you just have to eat all of them.” Aqua explained, the devilish glints in her eyes growing brighter as she emphasized her next few words. “Every. Single. One. A Lich like you, who can’t die no matter the punishment I dole out, should be able to pack that much into your gut. Really, this should be easy!”

Wiz rightfully started to shiver and sweat at the thought of eating that much. “A-Ah, I-I’d love to help you with that, Aqua, but my body doesn’t need sustenance. I’d just end up with a stomachach-”

In the midst of her protest and weak defense, she suddenly found her mouth being stuffed full of one of the roasted turkeys, spreading apart her lips and keeping her from doing much more than gurgling or groaning thanks to the way it was stretching her body. Even as it was forcibly pushed down her throat making an oversized outline before it fell into her belly, the discomfort of being forced to eat one didn’t disappear.

“See? What’d I tell you. It’s easy for you to eat some! Now, there’s a lot more where that one came from. I’m sure you can handle a good… Oh, hundred of those things? Maybe a few more, not sure how many they ended up loading off on me.” Aqua chimed, slowly trailing off into mumbling as she turned away from the lich.

Dread slowly but surely filled Wiz’s face as she tried to get up from her hair, only to find a bit of magic binding her to it. Until she had eaten everything that the Goddess put in front of her, she’d be stuck there. And she wouldn’t be given a chance to breathe easy either, considering the way that the turkeys one by one started to levitate towards her body.

At first, her mouth and her throat were going through a lot of punishment thanks to the sheer size of them. She couldn’t really taste anything, much less savour it as the cooked birds went down one by one. All she could do was wallow in the discomfort that was overwhelming her body.

With every bird that plopped down into a pile within her belly, her robes became infinitely less roomy. They weren’t tight by any means before, but now that her breasts had another competitor for space within them, they were being stretched to their limits. And the more she grew, the more that bouncing belly started to ache, forced to spread itself out to accommodate everything being forced into her.

After what felt like half of the turkeys, Wiz’s cheeks had started to flush red. Her lips and her throat had spread out to the point where she could actually manage to catch a few licks on the stuffed birds, and… She had to admit, they were tasty. Even if she quickly grew tired of the taste, at least she got some sort of sweetness out of this.

With 50 of those birds stuck inside her tummy, the table was having trouble keeping itself close to her. If one were to look at her and see her out and about, they’d think she was one of those Demons that could pack several dozen children into their wombs, and was about to go birth half of them in the evening. If she were laid out on a common bed, the belly would take up most of the space and leave her nearly sagging off the side of it…

“You’re doing really well, Wiz! Really, really well!” Aqua chimed as she reached over the table to push a finger into that enormous dome, her grin still glued to her face. “But I can’t stay around and wait for you to eat all of those Turkeys one by one anymore, so…”

A snap echoed from her fingers, as a rather large looking cauldron appeared on the table with all of the turkeys flying into the warm looking concoction stewing around in there. “Let’s make this a bit easier and wash it all down with some thick gravy?” The Goddess grinned. She had to pawn this off somehow, and if it meant that she got to continue seeing the Lich writhe in discomfort? Yeah, it’d be worth it.

Wiz looked at the way that the thick and porous gravy started to leak out from the edges of the cauldron. It was clearly more than just a simple gravy, given that she could see a lot of the turkeys breaking up into smaller chunks of meat within. And it worried her, especially as the brown mixture started to bubble and almost groan directly.

Yet, she couldn’t stop herself from opening her mouth. Whether it was the work of the Goddess, or some sort of strange gluttony that had started falling upon her, she had to drink down all of it. She had to eat what was in it, and hope that she could last. No matter what.

It all poured down. She could feel the clumps of meat bulging out against her throat, and the warm thick sludge called gravy smearing its way down. If not for her body already being dead, the heat would be unbearable. Like this, it just added another kick to the barely manageable taste. And with how much of it there was, she really couldn’t focus on the taste for long.

She could feel her stomach groaning as it quickly bloated outward even further than before. If she had been called gravid before, now she looked like a broodmother that couldn’t take a single step without assistance. Her belly would encompass the entirety of a queen sized bed, and probably the rest of the room if she kept growing. It was a wonder she hadn’t started cracking somehow, given how much was inside her…

After all of that gravy ran out, Aqua couldn’t help but laugh at how utterly ridiculous the Lich looked. If this was what mortal considered Christmas joy, she’d love to have more of it! But she wasn’t done. The stretch marks on that tummy, the reddened tint to the parts where her belly were doing its best not to tear… She was just about to pop! And seeing all of that spill out and seeing her disappointment would make her day, nay, it would make the rest of her year!

“No more…” Wiz muttered as a bit of gravy started leaking out of her mouth. She could feel the thick sludge resting within her throat. If any more food got packed into her belly, she couldn’t even imagine what would happen…

The Goddess grinned as she climbed onto the oversized belly, snapping her fingers as a comically large plate with a festive pudding appeared in front of her. At just the right angle where she could push it and it’d bounce straight into the Lich’s maw. “But you’ve done so well! You’ve gotten rid of all the old food, I bet you can deal with something I know nobody’s gonna eat either!” So what if she had taken it straight from the storage, and somebody might actually want it? Seeing it be used like this was much better.

Aqua ignored how it looked like the Lich wanted to plead with her, pushing the plate and causing the pudding to bounce off the overly bloated woman’s belly for just a moment before it went straight into her mouth and down that throat. She could already imagine how she’d tear apart and-

What came next was so sudden that the Goddess’ mind couldn’t exactly process it. The pudding pushed up against the mess stuck inside Wiz’s throat, setting off a chain reaction as her body grew a sickly shade of green for what felt like a brief second.

The Lich coughed once, and an unholy spray of bile and remains of everything she had been forcibly stuffed full of fired off. It was like a controlled spray of utter filth, smashing straight into the blue-haired goddess and launching her through one of the walls of the Lich’s shop.

It didn’t stop either. The slurry of stuffing kept pouring right up the hole it had all been stuffed down. Chunks of turkey, undigested pudding and gravy, all of it came up again. All of it flushed around on the floor as it went all over the place, flooding her shop bit by bit as her tummy gradually shrank back down…

Until she had a belly that could once again be called some form of sensible. Leaving her with a bed-filling tummy… and a floor completely covered in vomit. At least the Goddess was gone, so she could take a breath and promptly pass out.

In the end, Aqua had paid for her transgressions, and Wiz got a tummy ache. And thus, the goddess’ hate for this jolly holiday was reignited once more, as she already started planning out next year’s terrible idea. Well, as much as one could do while being slathered in the mess of one’s own making.

She’d stuff the Lich even more, and she definitely wasn’t going to get absolutely drenched in vomit! Not again!