Amethyst’s Spring Mini Stories 2025

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Gluttony

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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Kamui clenched her jaw, hungry fury snarling and snapping at her belly like a caged beast. The seventy-foot-tall oni closed her hand around the human tiny, her blonde hair sticking out over the edge of her hand. It shouldn’t have even been something that came to light in the fine dining venue, where her little “tourist” had purchased a private room for them both to indulge.

Yet it had not been fun for her in the slightest when the human had brought out giantess-sized elves for her to “play” with – just what did the small thing think she was into? They’d been paraded in front of her, one after the other, when all she’d craved was tinies to fill her grumbling stomach, her hunger mounting seemingly with every passing minute.

“What’s wrong?” The blonde human said, a wide grin on her face that seemed entirely out of keeping with her current predicament. “You’re here to have fun with me too… You don’t have to eat me out if you don’t want to, but I thought it’d be fun!”

The oni could have rolled her eyes, but the moment didn’t seem quite right for it. Even the red hue of her skin, subtle, seemed to echo her anger as she squeezed her hand more tightly around the human’s body.

“Oh, it can be…” Kamui said, her voice dropping, becoming silkier and more dangerous, like there was velvet threaded through it. “I’ll eat you out, human.”

“What?” The human grinned that idiotic grin of hers again, so wide that it grated on the oni. “I’m not a human – I’m an elf! That’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”

Kamui took a breath, annoyance thudding in her chest with a hot flush of anger – and revenge.

“Let’s do it.”

She didn’t reveal any more about her plan than that, for the human had already, in a way, given her permission. And she might have thought that putting on a pair of elven ears over her own would give her an edge over getting into Kamui’s good books, but that really wasn’t how the oni worked. She would take a lot more to be sweetened up and she wasn’t about to play nice with the human even then, lips twitching into a smile as she fed the naked tiny between her lips.

She made it seem like all she was going to do was eat the human out, at least at first. Rolling her tongue up under the human’s body, she expertly manoeuvred her so she was facing towards the back of her mouth, though the need to be rid of her rose sharply within her. Yet the human was flavourful and she took her time for at least a few moments, dragging it out as she pressed her tongue between the tiny’s legs and flicked it up.

It was not the human’s arousal that tantalised her so, but the richness of her skin. Her flesh was intoxicating and the oni marvelled over it briefly: so, at least the tiny had some use to her, in that case. That was something and the oni gave her that, as she lapped over her, pressing the human’s body up to the roof of her mouth.

Even if the tiny seemed to be rather enjoying what the oni was doing to her, it wasn’t Kamui’s intention. Instead, she fed her appetite with the tiny’s flavour, pulling her back down into her mouth again as the irritating but tasty thing squirmed. That was enough for her to suck hard on her, saliva filling her mouth as flavour washed around her, eyes wanting to close just to savour it in the moment.

Right then, it was worth it. At least she could rest in the knowledge that she wouldn’t have to deal with the human anymore, that any fuss they had caused would all swiftly be done away with and she would still easily be paid for her job. Of course, there were grey areas to eating even VIP guests in the bazaar and the human had fallen so easily foul of the rule.

Still, she’d get to reap the spoils as she enjoyed the moment, grunting around her mouthful of human. The tiny wriggled on to her back, her head pointing back towards the oni’s lips, but Kamui made quite sure not to part her lips in the slightest for the human to make her intentions about “eating her out” clearer. She had to stay there, right in that sweet grey area, where she could still swallow the human while showing her exactly what she shouldn’t have done.

There was an undertone to the human’s flavour too, though Kamui was sure it had to be something applied to her flesh: there was no way the human could taste that good. It was almost enough for her to consider playing with the human for a little longer, but a few minutes was about all she thought she could wrangle while staying in the grey area of being “allowed” to eat her without repercussion. Why, with her being a VIP guest there, they’d probably make her remove the human publicly from her stomach just to make a point and example of her.

But there were cameras in there too and the oni was completely confident everything would be fine in that regard. She knew the rules and, when coming across divers in places where such rules applied, had become an expert at skirting them. Out in the portal worlds, where what divers called “monster girls” roamed and ruled, eating tinies or bigger snacks like that was, of course, fair game. Frankly, even to her, it didn’t make sense that it wasn’t a rule everywhere that tinies could be devoured as giantesses pleased, but it was above her station to concern herself with things like that.

Kamui could have been more powerful than she was, but, in a way, it was her greed that held her back. Not that the oni bothered about that in the slightest, but it was the way of it for her and something she’d accepted long ago. Maybe, in time, she’d be able to see beyond her short-term desires, but that was up to Kamui.

In that moment, she wasn’t thinking about even being able tog et even more money out of the human, just wanting to get rid of her in the easiest way possible. She tilted her head back a little, tempting at swallowing her, though Kamui held back for just a few moments longer. She rolled the human in her mouth, making sure she got to flick and lap her tongue over every last inch of her body, as small as she was. It should not have been that tasty, but a little of the human’s arousal caught her tongue, dragging it up and over the human’s body again, sweeping it flat over her breasts.

She took a deep breath. She needed it and the time had come. Slowly, she let the human slide to the back of her mouth, with those ridiculous elf ears on and all, and opened her throat, beginning to swallow.

The human did not react for a moment, such moments dragging out as if they could be infinite. The oni held back her laugh, exulting at the precise instance of the human realising her fate was sealed. The blonde thrashed and fought, limbs flailing in all directions, but she was too small to be of any trouble at all to the oni.

She slipped into her throat and the human went still, into her oesophagus, accepting her fate. They clearly well enough knew what was coming to them and knew there was no sense in fighting back, despite everything. Or maybe the tiny really had wanted to be eaten all along, for her moans and whimpers within Kamui’s mouth, squirming on her tongue, most certainly showed that the human had wanted that at the very least. It was not a far jump, at least in Kamui’s mind, to assume she really wanted to take a swift dive down the oni’s throat too, to really go all the way.

The bulge of the human moved down her throat slowly as the oni savoured the moment, dragging it out as much as she possibly could. She only wished she could replay the moment over and over, feeling the nuisance disappear, though the human would not be anywhere near enough to satisfy her hunger.

Unconsciously, her fingers brushed the side of her throat, feeling the lump of her move down, relishing in it. Oh, it was so much more satisfying to eat trouble rather than have to deal with it verbally, or even with other physical abilities. She was, after all, an oni of many tricks. The door opened to the private room and her eyes flicked to it, though she was too busy gulping down her snack to care.

Too late, she realised there was a plate of elven snacks being funnelled into the room for her, just after she’d swallowed the human. The bulge of the human slid smoothly down her throat as she got rid of her in just the way she wanted to, grunting lightly as the weight of her settled in her stomach.

The attendant, one of the busty elves the human had arranged for their servers, blinked at the display, but Oni only shrugged.

“She said I could eat her out,” she said, poking the bump in her stomach. “She should have known better.”

The elf smiled and nodded, the giantess standing at forty-feet-tall. The oni was not a threat to her in that way and even the elf eyed up the squirming plate of tinies with a gleam of hunger in her eye. Maybe she wanted to be invited to join the oni in feasting, but Kamui was not one for sharing. She waved the server off with a flick of her hand, for she was the one enjoying the room at that time, no longer the human. The human squirmed in her stomach, though it didn’t feel like she was fighting her fate – not that Kamui cared either way.

The elves piled on her plate were not as numerous as the ones she had fantasised about eating, but she was not about to turn down a gift like that. If the human had delivered the elves a little earlier, maybe she would have been more engrossed with eating them rather than being annoyed enough by the human to find a way to eat her too. But all was done and over with in that regard and there was nothing the oni would or could do about that, licking her lips.

She grabbed the drugged elves from the plate, one at a time, stuffing them into her mouth as she drooled and washed them down with swig after swig of a drink the human had ordered for her. She almost didn’t care for how many she was eating, only that she could devour them, sometimes letting them rest on her tongue for a moment so she could enjoy every unique tiny and sometimes swallowing hard to send them flying straight down to her stomach where they belonged.

Soon, her stomach was fully of delicious elven snacks, the oni wiping off her mouth with the back of her hand as she settled back in the comfortable, a lot more at peace with herself without the human. Her and her silly elf ears… It was like she was trying to tempt fate!

There was no defining which wriggling bump in her stomach was the human as she poked it, but neither did the oni care. When the elven server returned, offering more drinks, the oni put them on the human’s open tab, of course. The credits would be deducted from her account all the same.

She’d served her purpose in a far more useful way than the oni could have imagined otherwise, even though her day had not quite turned out as planned.

With a stomach full of wriggling, playful snacks, she set herself to enjoy the rest of her time in the room and ordered another plate of fresh elves to eat.

As was her right.