You Are Atlas's Holy Sacrifice: Part 2 (Patreon Exclusive)

Featuring Atlas ( https://toyhou.se/21072095.atlas ). Felix ( https://toyhou.se/9919051.fritz ), Ryan ( https://toyhou.se/2774411.ryan ), and Bailey ( https://toyhou.se/6690087.bailey ).

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You wince, waiting for the elderberries to take effect. Perhaps the solution was made to poison your body–will you soon fall unconscious, or meet a worse fate?

But as you wait, you don’t feel any weaker.  In fact, you feel . . . stronger.  And suddenly, you’re getting very hungry.

Atlas chuckles.  “The holy fruit prepares my meal,” he explains.  “For most, it simply fattens them up, as they are weak prey.  But in a few rare cases, it senses and amplifies my sacrifice’s hidden predatory desires, so they can feast well before I feed on them.  And I can see that the latter has occurred in you, yes. . .”

Your stomach lets out a loud /grooooooowl/.  The dragon smiles and leans down, talking into your ear.  “I’m sure there are a few in your village who you would /love/ to feast on,” he whispers.  “Perhaps those who wanted for you to be my sacrifice in the first place. . . They would make a great dinner, don’t you think?”

As he talks, you think of your friends–or at least, the friends you thought you had.  You trusted Fritz, Ryan, and Bailey, telling them often of your desire to leave the village. . . And what did it get you?  A “visit” from the priest, expressing “concern” over the things you had told your friends in confidence!  And soon after, everyone knew of your secret plans, and you were chosen to be the sacrifice. . .

“Yes,” Atlas purrs.  “Use the emotions that flow within you, and go enjoy your feast.”

You nod.  Your mind is only focused on getting revenge now–well, and fulfilling your ravenous hunger in the process, of course.  “I will, my Lord.”

“Go down to the village,” the dragon orders you.  “It has been several hundred years since a sacrifice was found worthy of becoming a predator, and they have long forgotten that.  Teach them a lesson they won’t soon forget.”

“I will.”

Focused on that task, you march out of the cave and charge down the mountain, not stopping until you reach the village.  From there, you charge into the small local tavern–your friends would usually be there around this time.

Sure enough, Fritz, Ryan, and Bailey are sitting in the corner, chatting over mead.  Upon your entrance, they turn to you in surprise.  “Huh?!” Fritz stammers.  “What are you doing back here?  Aren’t you supposed to be on the mountain?”

“Our Lord has given me a new mission before I am to be his food,” you declare, closing the distance between you and your former friends.  “And that is to eat /you/.”

“Wait, wh–”

Before Fritz can finish speaking, you grab his shoulders and shove his head into your mouth–somehow, you are able to stretch your jaws wide enough to fit it in there.  Of course, you prey screams in terror and tries to pull himself out, but you close your lips around his neck, trapping him.  Ryan and Bailey exchange a glance, then try to get up from the table and run away–but you shove them both back down, pinning them in place with each hand.  It looks like those elderberries have given you some new strength, too–that should come in handy.

You lap up Fritz, and the first, delicious taste of living prey electrifies your senses, making your eyes widen with delight.  You gulp down more and more of your “friend”, wanting to taste all of him.  Before you know it, you’ve swallowed the last bite, and all of Fritz is piled up in your now bulging belly.

You lick your lips.  He was delicious.  But you need more than that!

You grab Ryan and Bailey and pull them both into your mouth at once, sucking them in quickly.  You enjoy their complimenting flavors as you devour them together, and all too soon, they’re in your gut too!  Your stomach is enormous now. . .

“Let us out!” Ryan begs.

“T-This isn’t funny, you know!” Bailey exclaims, a submissive whimper in her voice.

“Well, that’s what you get for turning against me,” you snarl.  “So have fun digesting in there, /food/!”

You walk out of the village, hearing both the pleading of your traitorous friends, and the loud grumbling of your belly.  By the time you return to Atlas’s cave, only one of those sounds remains–-your friends have been completely broken down.

“Excellent,” the draconian god says, smiling.  “I do love when prey gets their due.”

“And now, it’s time for /me/ to have a feast. . .”