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The Prayer of a Soon to be Slut.	By : Louisverse Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 16155 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, nor any of its characters, and I make no money off of this fanfiction.

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Note: This story is nothing but fantasy meant to be as completely and utterly removed from reality as possible, the use of humiliation and degradation is something that I would never condone in real life, ever.

“Oh Atem.” Anzu Mazaki said on her knees in her room, hands clasped together around the cartouche with the Pharaoh’s name on it. “You have to help me.”
“Of course Anzu.” She gasped, causing her big fat tits to heave within the confines of her tight F-cup bra, the straps holding out despite the massive tension. “Even from the afterlife, I will always be there to help my friends.” Atem’s voice called out, seemingly from everywhere around her.
“Thank goodness.” Anzu fell back onto her bloated bubble butt, bouncing a bit on her phat rump, her school-uniform’s miniskirt only just able to cover her backside and her size 8 panties. “It’s Yuugi.” Her plump juicy lips quivered at the thought of what she was about to say, but Anzu bravely pressed on. “Ever since you left, all these girls have been swarming all over Yuugi, acting like they care about him when they’re really just trying to use him.” Now that Anzu was started, she was getting real steamed. “Honestly, the way they keep shoving their boobs into his face, bending over to show off their tight panties, sucking on popsicles right in front of him…ugh, they’re just such total sluts!” As though to punctuate her words, the foremost button of her shirt shot off like a bullet, exposing a fair sum of puffy cleavage.
“Easy Anzu, calm down; here, why don’t you practice your dancing a little?” A strange music suddenly filled the air, and though Anzu didn’t recognize it, it stirred something deep down inside her, and so without even changing her clothes Anzu started shaking her stuff to an audience of one. Her miniskirt flipped up and stayed up while her panties sunk deeper and deeper into her considerable ass-crack. Her bra strained to keep her ample assets under control while the threads of her shirt became even more stretched than before. The music went on for a long time, and eventually Anzu’s body became entirely soaked with sweat, especially the area of her chest; this weakened her shirt such that two more buttons shot off, not that Anzu noticed, so consumed in the dance was she.
Then the music stopped, and Anzu struck a forceful pose that had both her exposed boobs and buttocks jiggling. “Thanks Atem, that really helped.” Then Anzu’s stomach practically roared.
“Hungry?”
“Yes, but I’m on a diet…”
“Well, no wonder you’re so stressed, you haven’t been eating enough.” Suddenly, food appeared in Anzu’s room, rich juicy heavenly food. “Please eat, you’re still a growing girl after all.”
Anzu would have objected, but her stomach roared again, and so she just sat down before all the food before her and started eating. Chicken, pork, beef, noodles, rice, all sorts of food entered Anzu’s mouth and went down her throat with hardly any time set aside to chew or even taste, Anzu was just so voraciously hungry. The moment that food entered her stomach it was digested almost instantly and processed with an efficiency that verged on the frightening, her metabolism swiftly depositing those calories in her breasts and buttocks where they became plush soft fatty tissue. Anzu’s butt bubbled out while her hips spread wider than her shoulders, eventually causing her panties to snap right off. Her breasts obscured more and more of her sight until her bra finally gave up the ghost and the rest of the buttons of her shirt shot off, allowing her huge, firm yet soft breasts to flop out into the open. “Ah!” Anzu suddenly squealed when her gluttony was finally satisfied and she noticed how much bigger her boobs and butt cheeks had gotten. “How on Earth…?” She poked her boobs and buttocks, confirming their soft, squishy reality.
“As I said, you’re a growing girl Anzu, but don’t worry, I can help you with that too.” A veritable wardrobe of clothes suddenly appeared before Anzu, really expensive looking clothes, and though she knew that they’d appeared by Atem’s magic, she could not allow herself to be ungrateful and not try them on.
“Thank you again, Atem.” Anzu first opted for the bra, for even though she wasn’t feeling any backache it was still important to keep one’s breasts properly supported. A quick glance at the label revealed it to be an H-cup, and though the cups were huge her fat melons filled them quite comfortably. Then she tried on the Size 10 Panties, and discovered they too were a good match for her fat voluminous behind. Then came the miniskirt, a bright and tight red number that clung to her cheeks, and the moment she had it on a bold black text appeared across her backside reading ‘BANGING BOOTY’, while her shirt was an exquisite looking black tank-top that bared a good half of her cleavage to the air, and once it was on bold white text reading ‘WISH THESE WERE BRAINS’ appeared across her bust. Not done yet though, Anzu picked out a pair of thigh-high white boots with a 4-inch heel, and to finish things off, a purple choker that once on, had the word ‘SLAVE’ across her throat.
“There, now you’re on your way to securing Yuugi’s heart against all those bitches.” Atem’s voice called out.
“Hah, I’ll have no problem showing Yuugi what a real woman is now!” Anzu said, oblivious to the loss of her inhibitions or her shame. She stepped out, her hip-shaking gait keeping her curves in a steady continuous jiggle, head held high and proud.
“And to think, we’re just getting started.” Atem said, a sinister grin in his voice.
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