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Patreon Prompt 462
🕑 Added 2024-01-02 05:36:01 +0000 UTCPrompt: An undead elven mummy priestess finds that her tomb has been infested with wild slimes, which had given her a sizable potbelly, an overly ample backside, and severe gastric distress during her long sleep. Her fury gets repressed by her own hypnotic belches.
For centuries, Queen Elpevra remained dormant in her sleep. Despite her ancient age, the elven mummy was able to remain young and beautiful thanks to a flow of mystical liquid seeping into her coffin. This was all to ensure that she would remain in her slumbering state until she was needed. However, she was woken up prematurely as something cracked open the lid of her sarcophagus.
Eyelids shooting open to reveal her piercing, yellow irises, Elpevra tossed off the lid with a single wave of her hand. Scanning her vision through the dimly lit chamber, she was appalled to see a horde of slime creatures had come to inhabit her tomb. Cursing herself for not setting more funds to ensure a constant guard of her chambers, she prepared herself to take action into her own hands.
The queen was stopped from going any further as something kept her lodged within her sarcophagus. A closer inspection revealed the reason to be that her formerly slim body had gone through a growth spurt over the course of her slumber. She was left awestruck by the way her flabby belly and thick rear stretched out the strips of fabric that had been meticulously wrapped around her. She found the reason that she was about 300 pounds heavier as she took notice of the slimes frolicking around in the mystical water that had to be constantly pumped into her tomb.
Elpevra tried once more to free herself so as to wreak her vengeance upon the creatures, only to be stopped by an unsettling gurgle. A light shove was the final push needed to force a bubble to roll up her throat in the form of an echoing belch. Reeling from the sudden expulsion, she nudged her belly to accidentally spurt out a torrent of gas from her thick rear. Mind growing hazy from the fumes, the queen sunk back into her sarcophagus. Lulled to sleep by the gas continuing to seep out of her bloated form, her eyes drifted closed once more, ensuring that the slimeβs residence of her tomb would be for a long time to come.
