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🕑 Added 2022-03-17 14:50:54 +0000 UTC[March poll winner: Yangus!!]
One day at the pub Yangus overheard a conversation
"...tons of gold, jewels and treasure. They said that whoever braves that dungeon will eat nothing but kingly meals for the rest of their lives."
Inebriated, he got up and asked where were those ruins. Yangus then finished his drink and left in a rush to find them, leaving his meal untouched.
"Live like a king 'ey? Wouldn't be too bad! Gahahaha"
he said contently to himself on his way
The ruins weren't too far so he got there in no time.
Not too far inside he found an opened treasure chest with some leftover gems and gold, clearly most of it was gone, but it wasn't a bad reward.
"Pfah, I'm not settling for some chump change! I want more!"
and he continued down, deeper and deeper, letting his greed getting the most of him.
a few floors further and the found another chest, filled to the brim with riches. Yangus was tempted to just grab that and go home, it was enough for him to live comfortably for a long time.... but his greed got the best of him yet again.
"if there is this much here, imagine what must wait for me at the bottom of the dungeon. I want more!! I'm made for bigger stuff! "
Further down and he could hear that the bottom of the dungeon was close, as he was sobering up he started realizing how odd it was that there weren't many monsters on his way down. It was a huge place full of treasures, say the least it's strange that a place like this isn't better guarded, or that it still has treasures at all...
But those thoughts quickly dissipated as he was descending the last set of stairs. He saw a blue gleam coming from below... he was drooling at the thought of how many sapphires there must be down there to shine like that.
Halfway through, the stairs collapsed from his weight and he thought he was doomed, but he then landed on something soft...
the last floor wasn't a treasure hoard, but actually a nest a king slimes. he found himself surrounded by countless king slimes from all sides.
In the position he fell in he couldn't defend himself, it was hard to move around as if he sank into a gigantic waterbed, the slimes quickly overpowered and immobilized him. He was afraid for what would happen...
Just then as he tried struggling to let himself free, his stomach growled fiercely, he hadn't eaten all day.
At the sound of that the king slimes smirked and looked at each other, before yangus could react to it one of them jumped into his face and forced itself into his mouth and nose, sliding down his throat with ease.
The slime was huge, Yangus could feel his stomach swelling up and stretching from his meal. The taste wasn't bad, but at that moment he was too scared to even realize that.
It was just one king slime, but it pushed him so hard. Yangus is a glutton, but this was by far the fullest he's ever been.
All king slimes around him got excited, they wanted in too, without any delay they slid into his mouth. because of the nature of slimes, most of them almost immediately became fat on his body.
Yangus was in a daze, helplessly, he could only feel as his body expanded. First his belly touching the ground, and then he just kept growing all over. fat folds appeared where there were none before, rolls so deep you could lose someone in them... and the slimes just kept coming. he lost sight of how many there were.
It felt like it would never end...
And it never did.
The legends were true. Yangus ate nothing but kingly meals for the rest of his life.
He didn't know, but the ruins sat on top of a monster portal and the king slimes never stopped pouring in.
Before long the dungeon was filled top to bottom with Yangus. Every nook and cranny of every floor filled with nothing but the finest barbarian lard.
Where the ruins were, now sits a mountain that people can swear gets bigger by the day.
They say it keeps the villages around it safe as no monsters have been sighted there since it appeared.
