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Western Europe, during the time when nature was in power, where cars and technology was a thing only in the dreams of the few, or the insane, it was here that a Celtic tribe, one of many, lived peacefully in a dense forest. Foyori was one such woman that lived in this Celtic tribe. She was a hyena anthro. Her front was solid light gray fur, while her back and sides were a slightly thicker fur with a darker shade of gray, and even darker spots. She had a short tail that slowly wagged behind her.

She sat in a large house that was made largely out of wood, complete with wooden flooring. While she lived in times before electricity, there were people in her tribe that were very good with a saw and other materials to make houses. When it came to paying for such luxuries, the tribe usually traded with one another, largely food. In fact, those that knew how to grow food were often the wealthiest in the tribe as, the larger one was, the higher up in the tribe they were. The fattest one was worshipped and revered practically as a god/goddess.

Foyori's large house was filled with various pots and cupboards that contained food of all sorts of variety. There were also containers with cold water to keep vegetables and fruit cold. She was very well fed, she was a massively obese hyena anthro, so much so that she was revered by her tribe. She even had her own servant named Aua.

Foyori sat in her throne made with heavily reinforced wood. She had yellow eyes, and tattered dark red clothing around her massive chest and waist. She had a cane nearby with a red and yellow feather on top that leaned against the wall, while both of her hands were preoccupied with large orange fruit that she was happily peeling, and stuffing her face with. She didn't eat sloppily, that wasn't the tribe way, but she was eating massively.

Her servant Aua stood outside of her door. Like Foyori, Aua was also a hyena, but he was not very fat at all. By many accounts, he would have been thin, weighing at the most 200 pounds. He had a red silk hat on with a decorated kilt that was both red and white, with blue designs. He had no shirt, so he showed off his light brown torso. His eyes were hidden behind his short bowl-cut white hair, but he could still see beyond them past his large snout. He was currently standing guard at the entrance to Foyori's home. Their tribe were not many in numbers, but they were powerful in spirit, among other things. From Aua's sight, he could make out other tribe members, all of them wore skulls of their ancestors with blue paint decorated on them with various symbols, but not him. It's been said that one cannot look a goddess directly in the eye, so they had to wear skulls, but as for Aua, he was allowed not to have one as he was the personal servant to the one the rest of the tribe strongly worshipped.

The day was as normal as any other day for the tribe. At least until a horse anthro slowly approached. The horse anthro was clearly a male with pitch black horse hide, and not wearing anything, showing off his equine shaft and balls. Of course wearing nothing was pretty normal for the Celtic tribe, but the horse was not a member of said tribe. The horse carried with him a wicker basket with an assortment of food.

One of the tribe members noticed the horse approaching. He took out a long wooden spear with an iron tip, and pointed it right at the horse. The tribe member had a slightly chubby belly, and clearly a 'he' with the shaft between his own legs, but nudity didn't bother him. "What brings you here?" the tribe member asked the horse.

"I am aware you have one among your tribe that you worship quite a bit. I've come to see them myself." The horse explained to the tribe member.

The tribe member had a skull that hid his grimace. With his lace, he pointed it firmly at the horse's head. "You wish to see her with your own two eyes? What makes you think you are worth laying your eyes on our goddess?"

"I admit, I am but a humble servant of one greater than I, but it is my belief that your tribe is based on the largest are the strongest? If that is the case, the food I bring is to aid your goddess in her quest to become even larger." The horse bowed slightly, though he kept his arms straight with the food in front of his head.

The tribe member's belly jiggled slightly as he stood straight up, putting his lance up into the air. "You clearly have no weaponry on you...but what of your food? It could very well be poisonous." While his lance was behind him, he gripped onto it firmly with both of his hands. "Do you mean to deceive our tribe?!"

The horse casually set the wicker basket down onto the dirt ground between him and the tribe member. "Pick out any fruit at random for me to eat, and I shall devour it. While I could easily pick one fruit out of the bunch to eat myself, you could easily just assume that it would be the only non-poisoned one. Best if you pick for me, right?" The horse said with an innocent smile.

The tribe member looked down at the food, and then at the horse. With an angry grunt, he stepped aside, his clawed pawed bare feet gently scratched the ground. "I will let you go to her house, but as for actually seeing her, that is up to the servant." He pointed at Aua, whom was still watching the while event unfold.

With a nod, the horse picked up the basket of food, and made his way over to Aua with a casual smile on his face. As it was less than twenty feet away, when he arrived he looked at Aua in the eye, at least as much as in the eye as he could see him. "I do believe I don't have to explain myself, assuming you heard the entire conversation earlier."

Unlike the tribe member, Aua was not armed. He carried his flute, had his other instruments in the house, and nothing else. "Yes, I have heard." Aua responded with a firm nod. He looked over the horse's body. "I am assuming you are accustomed to our tribe's ways, not very many will show off their body so openly, especially one as...thin and frail as yourself." The horse wasn't exactly thin, but at the same time, he lacked a lot of fat, he was more muscles than anything. "So if you know our customs, then you know our goddess cannot be seen by normal eyes unless she wills it. I will deliver the food myself, you may wait out here and I can tell you how she feels about your gift afterwards."

The horse chuckled at Aua. "I know your concern, but you know not how far I have travelled. Surely you don't expect me to sit idly when I am mere feet away from approaching the treasure, and not want to get a look inside." He looked down at his own naked body. "I am indeed aware of your customs, and how difficult it is to lay eyes upon your goddess, but surely you can make an exception for an outsider who means good faith?"

Aua's hands clenched into fists, his expression couldn't be seen very well beyond the hair on his head. "Wait right here." He said before he moved aside a cloth that served as a flap for the entryway to get inside the goddess's home. He walked along the center of the home, down a red carpet, right to his mistress. "My goddess," Aua got down onto one knee. "There is an outsider who wishes to lay eyes upon you, he bears gifts of food, what shall we do with him?" he kept his head tilted downward, looking right at the goddess's paws.

Foyori kept her legs spread, though the cloth between her legs, and her massive gut hid everything that needed to be hid. "Hm..." she tapped her chin thoughtfully, while she held onto an apple that she ate whole, core and all, with the other. She swallowed the food, and then nodded. "I could hear, I have ears of my own you know. I'm curious as to what they look like, but they do know better than to lay eyes on me..." Foyori looked around for a bit. "I think I know what we can do for him though...do you still have that bandana?"

Aua exited the house with a red bandana in hand. The cloth looked rather plain, though it had a dotted blue streak horizontally along it. "The goddess will allow you to enter her home, provided you go in blindfolded, we will go from there to see if you are worthy enough to actually see her."

The horse leaned down with a smile. "That's all I ask is for a chance. Put it on me, and lead the way."

Aua placed the cloth over the horse's eyes, and tied it up behind the horse. He grabbed onto the horse's wrist with one hand, had the horse hold onto the basket with the other, and together, the two entered the wooden house. "Walk carefully. There is nothing in front of you except the goddess ahead."

The horse wore the blindfold willingly, his hooves gently clip-clopped onto the ground. Once inside, he took a deep breath, and his smile widened. "You have a very clean tribe. I smell nothing but the wondrous scent of fruits. Do you have blueberries?"

"More than your weight, I'm certain." Foyori replied to the horse as both the horse and servant approached her. She scratched the side of her belly lightly with a soft smile on her face as she looked at the newcomer. She couldn't put her paw on it, but there was something about the horse that seemed so alien, yet also so familiar. "Where did you hail from again, newcomer?" Foyori asked with a raised brow.

The horse kneeled the moment he heard Foyori's voice. Amazingly, while he kneeled down quickly, the basket of fruit was held up above his tilted down head. "Far away, it's a land you haven't heard of."

Foyori let out a belch from her excessive eating. "I...I see..." she patted the lower part of her thick lips with a paw. She wasn't one to normally be a slob, but when she was eating extensively, it was hard not to let loose with some gas on occasion. "Aua, leave the two of us be, would you?" she asked without as much as a glance at him. Her eyes were focused on the horse.

Aua did not dare question his goddess aloud. With a quick bow, he back stepped away until he was out of the room, and then out of the home.

Once Aua was gone, Foyori focused her attention more seriously on the horse. "Okay you, I can tell you're no ordinary horse. You mean to bring no harm. That much I CAN tell, but I know there is something different about you, far more different than you are showing me, what is it?" Foyori had no magic about her, she was simply called a goddess, and treated as such, purely because of her weight and how much it surpassed almost every other tribe member. Nobody Foyori knew came even close to how much fat she had.

The horse smiled, showing off his pristine white flat teeth. "You are wiser than you appear, and you already look wise to begin with! My mistress has been keeping an eye on your tribe's progress, and she is very impressed with how you have turned out. That being said, she is largely impressed with how YOU have turned out. The rest of your tribe members are chubby at best. Even your servant barely weighs anything!"

Foyori let out a sigh. She rest her head onto her open palm, and her claws gently tapped her cheek. "Yes, as good as a servant as he is, fat is simply not his forte. You mention a mistress however, may I have a name of sorts?" Foyori wasn't sure if she should have felt insulted. Was someone actively spying on their activities as if watching their tribe gain weight was some sort of sick perversion? She mentally asked herself who would do such things.

"You already know her, but you know not her name." The horse said with a smile. "She tells not her name either. Regardless, she would like to grant you the ability to allow YOU to help out your tribe more. She would do it herself, but what is the saying...you teach a man to fish and you feed them for a lifetime?"

Foyori had to wonder what the horse meant. She knew all of the names of her tribe members, she could easily name them all off then and there. There was nobody she actively knew outside of her tribe. The only being I don't refer to by their name is... She paused in her thoughts. There was one being she never called by name, one that was of a higher level of worship than herself. She had a large hut built after her, but the one that Foyori worshipped had the entire tribe worship them with not just a building of their own, but idols of a being with a horse head, and a very obese body, mostly in the belly. "Is your mistress...?" she started.

The horse didn't let her finish. He could see it in her wide yellow eyes that she already knew exactly what the horse had been referring to. "Yes, it is her, The Old One. She wishes to bestow a gift upon the tribe leader, yourself, with a unique power to allow you to aide your other tribe members to achieve their goal of fatness, and while the power will help them, and it will require sacrifice on your end."

Foyori grimaced slightly at the thought of what sacrifice the horse had meant. Many old tribe members would sacrifice animals, people, and their own tribe members, to the gods for an offering. They had never done such things themselves, although they do treat their animals before they are slaughtered with the best of care, and pray to The Old One that the animal's suffering will be nonexistent. "What is it I must give?"

"When you eat this fruit," The horse's head tilted down to the offering of food he had brought her. "It will grant you the power to transfer fat from you, to other tribe members. You may give fat, you may take away fat. However, you cannot create fat from thin air. You can steal fat from all of your tribe members and become the greatest, most powerful goddess that this tribe has ever known, or you can share your wealth of fat to create one of the strongest tribes in the land." The horse smiled faintly. "Or, if you can find a way to gain more fat yourself without this power, you can do both, but this will require a lot of work on your end."

Foyori looked down at the food the horse had brought with him. It looked like standard fruit and vegetables that anyone would bring her as an offering. There was little aroma to the food, as much of it had to be peeled open to properly eat, but it didn't make it any less tasty looking. "How do I do this?" she asked. She stood up and made her way over to the food slowly. Her massive belly wobbled with every step forward she took. She made it to the food to get a better look at it, although she couldn't lean down and pick it up. Her belly always got in the way whenever someone put something on the floor. It was just one of the many reasons why she had an assistant.

"You focus your thoughts and energy." The horse said as he picked up the food for her. He picked up a greenish food item that had a bit of orange on top. He rubbed the food on her fat stomach before he offered it directly to her. "You will be able to increase certain sizes of body parts of others and yourself, and decrease those parts as well."

Foyori smiled at the horse as the fruit was rubbed on her fat. There were times when her tribe members would do that to try to be blessed with her metabolism. The fruit was slightly cold to the touch, and when the horse offered it to her, she was quick to take it, and pull it up above her gut and breast to her maw. She used her claws to peel it open and reveal a much more orange inside that she helped herself to, and ate happily. It had a slight citrus and sweet taste to it, almost like an orange, though with more juice to it. It wasn't the tastiest thing she had eaten, but it was far from the worst. She felt a strange sensation course through her body as she swallowed the fruit, with the fruit itself as the source. It wasn't a bad sensation, it just made her feel different in ways she couldn't describe.

The horse smiled up at her. "You feel the power flowing through you, don't you? Already, you have obtained some of that gift I mentioned, but it would be much harder for you to use that gift, unless of course you ate more of my offering." The horse bowed slightly. "We could not put it all into one food item, and we thought it would be fine for more anyways, after all, you need to keep gaining weight, do you not?"

Foyori couldn't argue with the horse. While she helped herself to the offering the horse offered, Foyori thought of something. After she finished the second piece of food, a moderately salty vegetable, she spoke up. "I don't believe you've ever told me your name, do you have one?"

"My goddess, my name is unimportant. It is merely the one I serve that is important." The horse replied with a smile. "Now then, if you wish, you may test your newfound powers on myself, otherwise I will take my leave."

Foyori took a deep breath after she finished piece after piece of the horse's offering. "mmm..." she did want to test her new powers, to see if she actually had them, but she didn't want to waste them on someone that wasn't even in her tribe. At the same time, the horse did deserve a gift of some sort. "Am I able to enlarge more than just fat, or is it fat exclusively?" she asked.

The horse chuckled at her. "It is fat, and fat only, however if you get creative, you may be able to put the fat in places fat normally does not get put, if you are into such things." The horse smiled widely. "However, it will function just like fat does regardless, so I would be careful, lest you want your tribe members walking awkwardly around with fat in places it shouldn't be in."

The temptation to test out her power was strong. Foyori thought it would be best to not test it on a tribe member, just in case something were to go wrong. Besides, she thought to herself that he said she could take weight too, so she could just give him some, and then take it back if she truly wanted. "Very well, let's test out this power on you first. I just focus and channel my energy?"

The horse spread his arms and legs. "Yes, if giving, focus on the person and imagine fattening up whichever part of their body you wish, if taking away, imagine them getting thinner." The horse paused briefly. "There is however, a limit. You cannot take so much fat away that you can kill a person. The Old One did have to set limits on the underweight. However, there is no limit on the maximum weight. You could be larger than the planet itself if you so found a way to do so. Also, if your weight falls under one thousand pounds, you will no longer be able to use the power at all."

Foyori loved the thought of being larger than her own planet, worshipped and obeyed like the goddess the tribe made her feel like she was. She had to see if such a power would work first though, so she closed her eyes and focused. She felt a warmth around her belly button, and the sensation of the warmth slowly shrank as she thought about the horse being fatter. Foyori had no intention of giving the horse a ton of weight, a good 50 extra pounds should have been plenty, and it would have just been a drop in the bucket for how much weight she had on her.

The horse watched Foyori, and then he looked down at his belly. His stomach audibly rumbled before it started to grow. Fat was also put on his ass, thighs, and arms, but most of the weight went right to his belly. He looked strong, but the muscles faded for fat as he soon had an extra 50 pounds to his frame, making him look suddenly slightly chubby. He was nowhere near just about any tribe member though. "You can see..." he said with a deep breath as he felt his new fat folds on his stomach, his exposed shaft visibly twitching as he rubbed his belly. "How well it works. You may take the fat back, if you so desire." After a short pause, the horse also added. "You can also make others hungry, or full. The hunger or fullness will last as long as desired, and while those hungry can eat endlessly, those given the feeling of fullness may die of starvation, should you leave them that way."

Foyori watched the entire process. She watched his stomach grow from flat, to flab, his chest grow from nothing, to something she could fondle, if only slightly. She was quite aroused by it. To watch a person grow fat was something much of the tribe had as a kink. They were very much into weight after all, it was only natural that, to watch someone gain weight, should be pleasing to the eyes. It wasn't enough to drive Foyori crazy, but she couldn't help but crack a smile. "Oh I should take the fat back, I truly should, but since you were the one that aided me with this gift, I think it's only right that you keep that fat for yourself, and to enjoy with others."

The horse bowed with a smile on his face. His hands clapped together in front of him as he kneeled. "Thank you, your grace. I know your tribe does not go very far, but rest assured that I will spread tales far and wide; may your weight grow as much as your legend will." The horse stood back up, and quickly walked out with a happy look on his face.

Foyori did not get the room to herself for very long. Aua entered once the horse left with a worried look on his face. "My goddess, how fared the encounter?"

Foyori had a look of bliss on her face. She may have lost 50 pounds of her own weight, but it hardly changed what her body looked like. Her belly was an inch or two pulled back from the ground, and little else was different. "Mmm...It went very well." She slumped back in her throne. "Our worship to The Old One has paid off, and I have been given a gift beyond gifts."

Aua raised his brow in slight confusion. He noticed something was off about Foyori's body however. While it was very hard to notice, he had known her for quite a long time, and after less than a minute, he realized what had happened. "Your belly...it looks...different." he did not want to flat out state she had lost weight. In their tribe, telling someone they had lost weight was only a step above flat out insulting a person, and it was only sometimes acceptable if they were worried about the weight loss.

Foyori couldn't look down to see her own gut if she had tried. Her massive chest was in the way. It was actually quite hard to see what she herself looked like in general, she didn't even remember what her feet looked like. "Yes, I am aware it has likely been reduced by a few inches." She patted her stomach, not even close to being able to reach the center. "I can give weight, and take away weight now; it was the gift from The Old One. I rewarded the servant by granting them additional weight."

Aua raised a brow. He found it incredibly hard to believe that she had gained such powers, but he dare not question her out loud. He could not question his goddess, he just had to try to accept what she said was true, even if it sounded a bit crazy. "Very well then." He said with a slight bow. "What is it you wish to do with this...new power?"

Foyori needed a moment to think about what she could do with it. She knew she had to gain even more weight, but as much as she loved to eat, that would have been impossible to eat nonstop and put on as much weight as she wanted. She could tell that he was uncertain that she even had a power to begin with. "I believe...it is time we start our peace talks with the other tribe." She concluded, with a smile on her chubby face.

Aua knew exactly what tribe she was referring to. While their tribe consisted of mostly hyenas, there was another tribe that consisted of dogs that were obsessed with weight too, although unlike them, their goddess was more of a slob when it came to eating, getting all of the food for themselves, and crushing anyone, often literally, underneath her weight if they dared question her. The two tribes were competitive when it came to food, and while not often violent, there have been times when they would be working on the same food source, just to see which one of them could pick the food faster. "Are you sure that is wise?"

Foyori nodded. "Yes, their goddess against mine." She could only imagine how much more weight she could gain, and how excited it made her. "As well as our tribe members in a competition of weight...I will of course need to see the more underweight tribe members before we begin."

Aua was hesitant at first, though he knew that she treated all tribe members, even the most underweight ones, with the utmost respect. "As you wish, goddess, I shall arrange a meeting with the other tribe, and bring in our thinner tribe members."

Even the thinnest tribe members of Foyori's tribe were overweight by most means. The thinnest of all of her tribe members still weighed over 300 pounds, not counting her servant.

Mari was one of the thinner tribe members, and the first to arrive in Foyori's home sometime after Aua had left. Mari wore a skull over her head as she walked into her goddess's home, and no other clothing. She revealed her soft supple brown fur covered tits with slightly darker brown nipples, and her stomach that just barely hid her vagina between her legs. She was the same hyena anthro species as Foyori, but of a darker fur color, and not quite as many tribunal markings. "You have called for me, my goddess?" she asked. She would have bowed, though her weight, even though she was considered a 'lightweight' in the tribe, still made bending very difficult.

Foyori had forgotten about Mari. Their tribe, as small as it was, Foyori often forgot many of her tribe members. They all lived quite a secluded life. "Yes. I am going to have a competition of weights with the other tribe. I'm going to require that you gain a good amount of weight, as we will compare the smallest tribe members, and then ideally, myself and then their... 'Goddess.'" Foyori raised up her hands and did air quotes about their goddess. It wasn't that she disliked the other tribes goddess, it was that they competed with her for such titles.

Mari nodded slowly. "Yes, I understand. I am doing my best to eat, and eat plenty, though it is hard for me to keep weight on, no matter how much I eat, or sit around idly."

Foyori was understanding about her tribe and the weight problems many of them had. For them, the heavier one was, the easier it was to get mates, all so they could have healthier, larger babies with a slower metabolism. She recalled the horse's gift to grant and remove weight, as well as the same for hunger, but there was nothing in regards to metabolism. "I am going to attempt to gift you my own weight." Foyori closed her eyes, and began to focus. Her belly gently rumbled, and it slowly shrank. Her ass, her tits, her thighs, all of the fat on her body shrank down, bit by bit. She had no intention of gifting Mari her entire body, but a good hundred pounds would have been a start.

Mari watched her goddess glow a gentle white. She felt a warmth cover up her body, as if a blanket covered her from head to toe. Her stomach gently rumbled, and slowly expanded outward. Mari was at a loss for words as her stomach jutted out. It was already a good six inches out in front of her, but it was pushing more. Her stomach jutted out at least ten inches in front of her when it finished. She could also feel her thighs and ass fatten, as well as her chest pushed outwards ever so slightly. She was speechless, her jaw dropped out of the skull she was wearing. She had just gained weight, there was no other way to describe it. The warm glow left her body, but she was still warmer as a result of having more fat on her. "How...how did you do this?" she was overcome with a feeling of joy.

Foyori smiled widely at Mari. Her own fat had decreased at the same rate that Mari's had increased. She disliked the feeling of losing weight, while it made her feel lighter, it was an utterly terrible feeling to have. She felt ashamed, humiliated, degraded, all for losing pounds. At the same time, she gifted that weight to those that needed it most, and that feeling, the feeling of gifting, was more important to her than her own pride. "A gift from The Old One, from me, to you. I cannot gift you more weight, as I need some for when I compete with their goddess, but I hope this helps you immensely."

Mari nodded repeatedly, with bowing just as much. "Yes, yes of course!" she was bouncing lightly with her joy. Her weight jiggled up and down with her bouncing, wiggling a bit from the aftershock, even once she was done jumping. "I shall show them that, even the thinnest of us are better than their fattest!" with that, Mari ran off. That is to say, she wobbled off, her bare fat ass bounced behind her with every happy step she took.

Foyori still had a feeling of warmth inside. She was happy she could help out the lesser tribe members grow in weight, but she knew she had to deal with the other tribe at some point. As she did not want to steal weight from her own tribe members, she could only think of one rational thing to do to help her get fatter. She focused on herself, and her stomach suddenly rumbled with an urge to eat, and eat a lot. "It's time I get stuffed." with her slightly smaller ass on the throne, she spread her legs. "Aua! I require food, as much as you can bring!" it had been quite some time since she had requested him to go meet with the other tribe members, she figured he had to be back by now.

Aua had been back for some time, and he was quick to respond. He rushed to his goddess with a large wooden platter with an assortment of food to feed her. With Foyori sitting in her throne, Aua held the wooden platter in one hand, and with the other, he grabbed piece after piece of food, and fed it to her as he stood by her side.

Foyori smiled at her servant. He was always fast to respond, and she could see the smile on his face as he did so. She very rarely paid much attention to the kinds of foods she was fed. Most of it was raw fruits and vegetables, though occasionally she was fed something that had been in a brick oven for some time, such as potatoes, bread, and the occasional meat from wild animals, she enjoyed most all kinds of food, regardless of what it was. Some of the food she was fed was sweet and juicy, others were salty and dry. She would get drinks too with her food, usually water or milk, and she just happily gorged, getting some food on her chest in the process. When there came a time she had her mouth free, she opened it not to eat, but to speak. "How was the meeting with the other tribe?"

"She will accept your competition to see who the largest of you two are, though she desires more than just a test of weights." Aua replied firmly as he fed her. "She wants to know you are able to make your subjects happy, in addition to being heavy." He said as he fed her a fruit, an apple, though the color of blue.

Foyori couldn't help but stifle a laugh. "I have just given some of my pounds to our lesser heavy, and I intend on doing more when I get fatter. I believe I already excel in making my tribe quite happy."

"I was not questioning that at all, my goddess." Aua nodded at her. "However, she means more than that, she means pleasure as well as weight. If one cannot worship the folds of fat and be pleasured by such things, then what good is it to be heavy in the first place?" after a short pause, he added. "That is coming from what she said."

Foyori grimaced at the thought. She was not entirely sexual, but she knew that the other tribe was more into weight than she was. "Pleasure...like...fat fucking?" she asked. She was well aware of the concept, though she had never let anyone do such things to her body. She was a goddess to her tribe, and was to be treated as such. To let anyone in her tribe just have their way with her fat was unheard of.

"That is just but one of the samples she provided." Aua answered with a grimace. "She has suggested other forms of pleasure with weight too, and suggests that we use each other's tribe members so such competition is fair. You use one of hers, she uses one of ours."

"Not quite entirely something I imagined..." Foyori couldn't think of using her body to pleasure another, it was just something a goddess shouldn't do, but if it was for a competition to see who would be the goddess between tribes. "But if that is what she desires...what choice do I have." She let out a small sigh. "I accept those terms. One week from today, we meet, we compete."

As the food platter began to empty, Aua slowly nodded in agreement with an expression identical to Foyori's own. "I will inform them at once then. Are there any notes you would like me to make for preparation?"

Foyori didn't have to even give such a thing any thought. "A feast, as much of our food supply as we are able to use." She slowly grinned. "I have a strong feeling that all of us are going to be starving for one."

The days came and went for the tribe. Foyori used her newfound ability to make her tribe members hungrier than normal so they would consume more than normal, and while Foyori was not able to watch all of them eat, she couldn't help but smile with joy for those that were eating almost constantly, especially walking around in public, munching on food with their ancestors skull over their head.

During the night before the competition with the other tribe was to take place, Foyori, Aua, and the many other tribe members gathered around for a feast larger than any feast they have ever had, and considering the size of their feasts to begin with, it was impressive to say the least. The full moon and stars were more than enough to light up the scenery, though there were multiple lit torches that surrounded the center of the tribe village where the feast took place. The various tribe members sat together at a large rectangle table with Foyori having one of the smaller ends to herself. The tribe, consisting of around twelve members, all ate happily, all with a variety of weight between 400 and well over a thousand pounds, but none of which compared to the goddess sitting at the end of the table, weighing more than twice the fattest one, and a good foot taller too. The table was almost as tall as a small hill with food, yet many of the tribe members were extremely hungry, if partially because Foyori had made them that way throughout the week. She had even made herself ravenous, and while the tribe members ate, they made sure not to leave a significant mess over themselves.

As the many tribe members ate, Foyori stood up from her stone seat with cotton covering. It was rare for her to stand up, if only because her weight made it hard to stand for long periods. "Fellow tribe members, as your goddess, I want to assure you that our competition with the other tribe tomorrow is by no means violent. It is a competition of weights, pleasure, and very likely eating and stuffing ourselves. While some of you may be nervous, rest assured that your goddess will prevail, and soon we shall have our rival tribe bowing at my feet!" She grinned. "I'd point down to them, but I haven't seen them in years."

Some of the tribe members couldn't help but chuckle at her comment. They knew she was joking about it. The sheer fact was, almost none of them have seen their own feet in years. Many of them had never seen their own sex either. "I hear that!" one of the tribe members cried out with a laugh.

Foyori kept the grin on her face. "And I bet many of you are wondering as to why we are eating so heavily when there will likely be even more eating tomorrow. Well, your goddess has special powers that some of you have seen with your own eyes. I will be using it to the fullest to win, and rest assured, we will be victorious!" she raised a wooden cup into the air above her head, making her fat jiggle as she did. "For the tribe!"

"FOR THE TRIBE!" The rest of the tribe cried out in unison.

The remainder of the night before the competition was met with joy, laughter, and eating. The entire table had nearly been cleaned out, and Foyori very well knew that the cooks, and gatherers would be very busy over the next few days to make more food. It would all be worth it though, all to beat the 'goddess' in the other tribe.

The very next morning felt intense to Foyori. She slept in her stone bed with cotton sheets, and slept with soft wool underneath her, although with her body as fat as it was, much of it had been flattened. It was truly one downside of being overweight, it was hard to find a bed that could support her, and be comfortable at the same time.

As the sun began to shine through the window, the ground shook underneath the bed. From just at the far end of the tribal village, fat dog anthros began to approach the village. While few in number, just like Foyori's tribe, they were massive in weight, equal to, if not, even slightly larger than some of the tribe of Foyori's own. The biggest one of all was carried on a litter vehicle with at least eight members carrying her over. A pink cloth hid her form from public eye. All that could be seen behind the curtain was a massive blob.

Aua was the first to see the sight of the dog tribe approaching. He got very little sleep throughout most nights, he didn't need too much of it. When he saw the litter carrier, he immediately could tell who it was. He rushed into the large home of his goddess, and stood at the side of her bed. "My goddess, the other tribe has arrived."

Foyori was a light sleeper that night. It was hard for her to get any sleep. She wasn't nervous about the other goddess, she was excited to compete with her, because she knew, thanks to that gift, she was going to win. She opened up her eyes, and with a smile on her face, she slowly shifted to her side, and stood up. She didn't even let out a yawn. "Let's meet...face to face." She said eagerly. She walked outside her home, just to see the litter carrier.

The litter carrier stopped, and lowered down. It opened up to reveal a very fat dog anthro, at the exact same height that Foyori was. It was hard to compare their weight to see who weighed more, as they looked just about even. The fat folds of their stomachs, their flabby arms, legs, both Foyori and the other goddess looked nearly identical with their body types. The only difference was one was a hyena, and one was a dog, also Foyori had far more tribal tattoos on her.

"So," the dog goddess said with a deep bass voice, yet it was still feminine. "Are you ready to feast?"

Foyori looked at the dog goddess with a burning passion in her eyes. While Foyori had the cloth over parts of her body, the dog goddess was naked. Foyori could make out red tribal tattoos, as well as hand symbols, indicating those that worshipped her. Foyori had some of her own blue hand symbols. "The winner is given the hand of the loser, indicating that they are the goddess of the other." She crossed her arms above her massive tits with a smile on her face. During the past week, she had developed her fat taking, and gifting, capabilities.

"Yes, my tribe has brought a portion of the food, I assume you have the other half ready." The dog goddess crossed her own arms in a manner much like Foyori.

"We are prepared for the food, I know not the pleasure you said earlier though." Foyori was still confused about that.

The dog goddess grinned. "I'm thinking..." she suddenly pressed her fat belly up against Foyori's "The first goddess to make the other orgasm wins that one...what good is a goddess that does not have the will to resist another?"

Foyori didn't want to admit it, but she felt a surge of pleasure through her body as she felt the fat of the dog goddess brush up against her own. The dog goddess did have a point, but it was not something that Foyori knew how to fully deal with. "With only each other?" she asked.

"Oh...if that's what you desire." The dog goddess's hands couldn't even reach Foyori beyond both of their fat bellies. However, she could press her tits up against Foyori's barely covered own. "Otherwise, we may get our servants to help. Let's face it, with how fat the two of us are, it might be a little difficult to get the job done ourselves."

Foyori turned her head to Aua, whom had been watching the encounter unfold. She then looked back to the dog goddess. "Oh, you know not what The Old One gifted to me. I'm going to end this before it even begins." Foyori wanted to wait until the time came to actually weigh the pair, but if the dog goddess was this eager to cause pleasure, she was going to start taking her fat right away. She began to focus, and both her, and the dog goddess glowed faintly, and warm.

The dog goddess in front of Foyori grinned wickedly. "Oh, I am well aware of The Old One and their gift. Why do you think I accepted your invitation so eagerly?" The glow began to intensify.

Foyori quickly realized what she was up against. "I was the one to receive the gift though...how could you have gotten it too?!" she was practically speechless. She kept the glow glowing to try to transfer the dog goddess's fat to her own body, yet nothing was happening. In reality, she was taking fat, but at the same time, the dog goddess was taking fat as well, and since the two were taking fat from each other at the exact same pace, nothing was happening.

"If you were the only one to have the gift, what kind of competition would this be?" The dog goddess replied with a surge of confidence. "It was while I was using and testing the power though that I realized, there are things that distracted me from transferring weight." She pressed her belly harder against Foyori's own.

Foyori felt another surge of pleasure. During that surge, she was distracted from using her power, allowing the dog goddess to use her own. Foyori could feel herself growing lighter and thinner while the dog goddess grew fatter. "No!" she would never win a competition of weights at this rate, and if they feasted, she knew it would likely end up in a tie. "You are...not...taking this away from me." She grit her teeth together, and focused.

The dog goddess kept her grin. "Why do you think I allowed for servants to help us in this matter? Praporal, show her we mean business!"

One of the thinner servants of the dog goddess made her way over behind Foyori, and once back there, her hands immediately grasped the hyena's plump ass, and began to massage it.

Foyori let out a sharp gasp. She didn't even see the other anthro walk behind her and rub her massive rear. Sure, her rear was gigantic compared to the anthro, but the undesired pleasure her body was getting made it harder to focus. She knew she had to fight fire with fire, she wasn't going to lose to a dog goddess and become the T word when she lost enough of her weight. "Aua!" She called out. "Your goddess needs you!"

Aua was quick to respond to her. He had seen the entire event unfold, and as much as he did not like the idea, he knew he had to do it, for his goddess. He went behind the dog goddess, and placed his hands on her plump, soft ass. He could feel his hands dig into her rear, and he then pressed his entire largely bare body up against her. While he got very little pleasure from pleasuring a goddess that was not his own, he did it for Foyori.

The dog goddess's will was strong. Despite feeling Aua, her concentration barely dropped, and she was still able to slowly take the fat from Foyori. Bit by bit, the dog goddess grew taller, wider, her stomach was beginning to grow so big that it was overtaking Foyori's own.

Foyori knew she could not win like this. She was feeling disgustingly thinner by the second. "It is not enough! Pleasure her the same way you would me!" she shouted to her servant. "Your goddess is fine with whatever means you need to do!"

As much as Aua despised the idea, he knew he had to please his goddess. He spread the dog's goddess's massive ass cheeks with what strength he had, and then he went to work.

The dog goddess's eyes widened at the sensations Aua was doing. She didn't want to say it aloud, but she could feel it, and that was breaking her concentration. "You...aren't...going...to win this." She spoke through gritted teeth.

Foyori could feel the fat start to return to her body. She knew she just had to press a little more. With her flabby arms, she reached forward, just managing to reach past her own massive tits, and squeezed the dog goddess's own. Their bellies pressed firmly, jiggling slightly with their movements. Foyori took back her own weight little by little, and then, she began to take the dog goddess's. She could feel the dog's servant still behind her, but she was not going to let that stop her. She was going to win, she was going to be the fattest.

At one point, the dog godddess's weight had gone under one ton, and it was there, that the glow from her suddenly stopped. Her power had faded. Much like the horse had warned Foyori, the dog goddess's lack of weight now meant her power was gone. She cursed a Celtic curse, knowing very well she had lost.

Foyori grinned widely down at her. She continued to take weight from the dog goddess, but until the dog weighed around 900 pounds. She then stopped, looking very massive herself. "You may stop now." She told her servant. "It's over. I have won."

Both of the goddess's servants stopped as the glow from the goddess's faded. While the competition was clearly not what both tribes had expected, there was a clear winner. Blue paint was brought fourth, and reluctantly, the dog goddess placed her paw print onto Foyori's stomach, signifying that her tribe now served under Foyori's own.

Foyori couldn't describe her joy. She was beaming with excitement and an energy which she couldn't even describe. She had conquered her rival tribe in a, at least mostly, friendly competition. She was their goddess now, the goddess of two tribes, and she knew that she would just continue to gain more weight, and spread the legend of her tribe, and fat, far and wide.