Smite: Sending Izanami home

In this great world, there exist many pantheons of Gods and Monsters. Each pantheon ruled over a different section of the world and the humans that were born within it. Each section lived in harmony, tending to their own without need to involve themselves with each other; But the world is changing. Gods from across the world have come into conflict, and the previous pantheons have broken apart. Now there are two sides locked in an endless battle between immortals.

In this current conquest the kami Amaterasu, the Japanese Goddess of the sun, is leading an assault while her other allies fought in their own lanes. Her skin was fair, her body always seemed to glow in heavenly light, and she had long black hair with two tama kanashi going through it to keep it tied up. She wore a bright yellow hakama and waist high jinbaori underneath a set of traditional yellow and red domaru armor. On her neck was a glowing gemstone necklace, on her waist was a sheathed katana, and floating behind her head was a celestial mirror reflecting her sunlight. The group of mortal soldiers that Amaterasu was leading had fallen in battle, leaving her alone to press on and capture the enemy tower.

Soon the enemy tower was in sight, with seemingly no one guarding it. The tower’s automated defence system would open fire if she got too close, it would probably be best if she stayed to kill enemy soldiers while waiting for backup to arrive. Amaterasu then stopped, feeling a chill run down her spine. She activated her sacred mirror’s protective aura as a sudden barrage of kama sickles flew at her from behind, the aura absorbing some of the damage. Amaterasu then turned around, seeing an ethereal woman standing before her. Her skin was inhumanely pale, her black hair reach down to the back of her knees, and her eyes glowed a demonic shade of yellow; The woman had on a white torn up kimono that revealed a set of long toned legs at the bottom and showed off an ample set of cleavage at the top. Finally she had an ornate headdress that resembled a fan on her head, sitting above a crooked sinister smile.

“Well well, if it isn’t the light of my life.” The ethereal woman chimed, her voice having a low echo to it.

“Mother….” Amaterasu calmly replied. This woman was the Japanese Goddess of death, the Kami Izanami. After being abandoned and trapped by her husband in the underworld, she vowed that she would take 1,000 of his precious human’s lives every day as revenge. And now that she’s free, she’s taken it upon herself to increase that number ten fold.

“It is so lovely to see you again my sweet, you never seem to visit.”

“Shining light on the world is a full time duty. I have seen what happens when I leave.”

“And yet here you are, neglecting your worshippers so you can fight in the gods' battle. As disgraceful as your father!” Izanami then threw two kama sickles at Amaterasu while stepping back. Amaterasu took the hit before firing back a beam of light from her mirror, created by absorbing the damage her mother dealt her earlier. Izanami laughed as she recoiled from the hit. “Foolish little girl. Pain only makes me stronger.” A red ghostly version of Izanami then flew out of her body and lunged at Amaterasu, hitting her square in the chest and making her wince in pain. Amaterasu resolved herself before activating the magic of her sacred jewel, making her yellow aura change into a brilliant shade of red.

“Any pain you deal, I will send it back twice fold!” Amaterasu shouted out.

“If you think you can defeat the Shoguness of sorrow, I invite you to try.” She proclaimed while raising her arms in the air. Izanami’s monstrous laughing echoed throughout the battlefield as the two Kami engaged in combat. Izanami was constantly walking backwards, throwing her kama sickles like boomerangs. Amateraseu was charging forward to close the gap, having already activated her protective aura to absorb some of the damage the kama sickles were dealing. Izanami’s confident smile seemed to drop as her daughter got in close and started to slash her with her katana. With every hit from the blade, she could feel her daughter’s solar magic weakening her. “Feel my sickle’s bite!” Izanami shouted as she let out a flurry of sickles. Amaterasu activated her jewel, changing the color of her aura to yellow and healing her as she took the brunt of the attack. Then, she fired off her mirror’s light, dealing major damage to her mother due to the wave of kama charging it up. Izanami’s sinister smile then returned as she disappeared into a puff of red smoke. “Gotta run!” She shouted.

“You cannot escape my light so easily!” Amaterasu said. “Strike!” Energy glowed around the Sun Goddess as she was sent forward dozens of feet, catching up to the invisible Izanami. Her mother scoffed as she started to attack again, dropping her invisibility.

“You aren’t leaving here alive anymore!” Izanami grunted.

“Behold!” Amaterasu shouted as her blade glowed with heavenly energy. Izanami felt like her soul was being ripped in half as she felt her daughter’s blade slice through her. Amaterasu then leaped to the right and slashed again, before leaping and slashing a third time. Izanami fell to her knees in pain, barely clinging to an inch of life.

“Is that...... anyway to treat your mother?” Izanami said in a soft, defeated voice.

“I cannot allow you to harm innocents anymore.” Amaterasu stood over her fallen mother. Despite their supposed relation, Amaterasu was much taller than her mother. When standing up, Izanami was barely at the height of Amaterasu’s nipples. With Izanami currently on her knees, her daughter looked like a behemoth towering over her.

“I am the Goddess of Death… I cannot be killed a second time.” Amaterasu then reached down, removing her mother’s headdress and throwing her weapons off to the side.

“I know…. But I can send you back to your home.” Izanami looked up as she saw her daughter open her mouth and quickly descended towards her.

“No, wait-” Her speech was cut off as Amaterasu’s lips closed around her mother’s head. Amaterasu grabbed Izanami’s arms to keep her in place as she swallowed hard, her mouth moving past the chin and neck and meeting the shoulders. She could feel her mother’s breath tickling the back of her mouth as her muffled voice ranted about something. Her throat then bulged out in the vague shape of Izanami’s angry face as her lips opened around the shoulder blades. Her mouth stretched open a little taller as her mother’s rather large breasts were forced inside. Amaterasu could feel the soft fat squishing against her tongue, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t love the taste of it. She didn’t have time to enjoy this however, and she still had too much respect for her mother to take advantage. She simply gulped them down, making two large bulges and two smaller bulges on top of them push out from the skin of her throat. Her mouth creeped lower down Izanami’s body, swallowing down the stomach and waist. The armor Amaterasu wore started to push out of place as Izanami’s head entered the stomach chamber. Amaterasu tilted her head back after Izanami’s legs left the floor and her tight butt moved into the esophagus. With gravity aiding her, the voring process went much faster. Amaterasu reached to her sides and loosened the knots on her armor, giving her belly much more room to accommodate its meal. Izanami started to curl up in an upside down fetal position as her daughter gulped down her thighs and knees. Soon enough, only her bare grey feet were exposed to the air. Amaterasu pressed down on the soles of her mother’s feet with her fingers as the final part of her entered her maw. With one powerful gulp, the last of her meal was sent down her esophagus, sealing Izanami’s fate. The bulge descended down the throat before disappearing under her chest. Amaterasu then let out a loud, uncontrollable burp.

“Excuse me.” She said while red faced. Her belly was absolutely massive now, sticking out by about three feet in the vague outline of a curled up human body. Her armor looked quite ridiculous, loosely hanging on the top of the belly as the leather strings barely held it on her body. She could feel her mother squirming, shouting and hitting the inside of her stomach, making the occasional bulge appear on the side of the bloated gut. “I am sorry Mother, but you forced my hand. And my mouth, hehe. I pray that the next time we meet will be a more peaceful one.” She then turned and started to float back to the fountain, the extra passenger not hampering her speed in the slightest.

On the inside, Izanami was starting to panic. She was trapped inside a near skin tight death trap. The stomach chamber was surprisingly well illuminated, probably due to Amaterasu physically being the sun, meaning Izanami could see her surroundings well. The inside of a goddess’ stomach was not dissimilar to that of a mortal, but it had a few key features that made the differences abundantly clear. The tight, constricting muscles of her midsection were almost comfortable, compressing their contents with a snug embrace, and the divine power channeling through them felt intense. Izanami struggled for breathing room, managing to get her body fully upright. Beneath her was a pile of chewed up and melted chunks of rice, bonito flakes, fish, vegetables, and fruit floating in the stomach acid. The acid itself seemed far more caustic than a mortal’s would be, breaking down and processing the goddess’ food into nutrients at a likely rapid pace. Her heart raced faster at the sight of the digested food, knowing that was her intended fate. It would have been shocking to discover the fact that Amaterasu had never even consumed living prey before, as her insides seemed more than ready to handle the divine.

“Amaterasu! It doesn’t have to end this way. If you let me out, we can talk this out as a family.” Izanami pleaded. A few seconds passed with no response. She quickly realized that her voice was either too muffled by the skin and the sounds of her legs gurgling for her daughter to hear, or that her words were being ignored. “Dang it all.” She knew that she only had one last move to escape, her ultimate move. Izanami started to chant, making a swirling vortex of darkness start to appear between her hands.

Amaterasu stopped floating as she felt something inside her start to rumble. Then, her belly started to expand in size as she heard ghostly moaning emanating from within her. She knew that her mother was trying to open a portal to the underworld, letting an army of monsters fill her belly until she burst.

“Any amount of light can repeal the darkness!” Amaterasu shouted as her skin started to glow like the sun. On the inside, the walls and floor of the stomach cradling Izanami were now as blazing hot as a raging fire. Izanami let out a wild howl of pain as the solar inferno burned her.

“AHHHHHHH! MAKE IT STOP!” The flesh glowed so bright, not only was it blinding her, but it made the darkness of the portal disintegrate into nothing. The stomach acid glowed as well, and started to boil. Suddenly, her clothes were melted into nothing and she felt her skin start to evaporate. “NO! NOT LIKE THIS! NOT LIKE THIS!” Izanami thrashed about in panic. She couldn’t tell if the stomach acid was rising or her body was melting so rapidly that she was sinking into it. “Not… like… this…” Were Izanami’s final words as she finally gave out and disappeared into her daughter’s acid.

Back on the outside, Amaterasu stopped channeling her powers when she felt the darkness within her dissipate. Then, she noticed how her stomach seemed to be about four inches smaller than before. It was also a perfect sphere, not a single hint of a human shaped body inside of it.

“Mother?” Amaterasu asked. She poked the side of her stomach, no longer feeling a solid form. The belly jiggled around at her touch, feeling like the taut swollen bag of fat and flesh it had become. She squeezed and molded it for a moment, the fate of the meal within becoming abundantly clear. “I pray for your safe passage home, Mother.” Amaterasu didn’t say another word as she entered into her team’s fountain area.

Down in Yomi, the Japanese underworld, several Oni were sitting by a river torturing a group of evil human souls. It was their job to guard the entrance of the realm and to torment its occupants, which they enjoyed every second of. Suddenly, Izanami descended from the black sky in a ball of red mist, landing nearby. The Oni all were shocked and started bowing, allowing the tortured humans to flee.

“G-great Izanami-sama! We didn’t expect you to return so soon.” One of the Oni replied. He then noticed a thick layer of liquid coating her skin, glistening with what little light was to be found down there. “Uh, why are you soaking wet?”

“SILENCE!” The goddess shouted as she turned and walked away, practically fuming with anger. The Oni then looked at each other.

“....I wonder what happened to her.” One asked.

Later

After the conquest, all the Goddesses went to a classic Japanese hot spring together to unwind and wash themselves clean from the battlefield. The bathhouse was rather grand, with a separate shower area that led into the main spring. The pool was quite large, with several islands sticking up from the water creating various coves and seating areas for groups of guests to sit together at. All the goddess had stripped down naked and showered before climbing into the soothing hot water. Isis, Serquet, and Nut all sat together, arms resting on the wall enjoying the silent company. Morgan La Fay and Da Ji sat off in a corner alone, seeming to prefer each other’s company than the other more nobel goddesses. Nox relaxed while her daughters Discordia and Nemesis laid on her, resting their heads on her rather large breasts like they were pillows. Nike, Athena and Neith sat together chatting about warfare. Persephone and Maman Brigette were talking about their respective afterlifes while Hecate peacefully listened along. Chang’e laid back peacefully in the hot water while her pet Jade rabbit happily laid between her ample breasts. Scylla and Charybdis were towards the center of the spring, rough housing and playing around; going under the water and splashing water around, much to the annoyance of Bast and a few others who were in the splash zone.

All of the goddesses were enjoying the hot soak, all except two. Skadi sat in a lawn chair near the corner of the room, sipping from a cold drink. As a jotunn and the goddess of winter and skiing, she wasn’t much of a fan of laying in hot baths. Standing a few feet away was Amaterasu, who was looking at herself in a full body mirror hanging on the wall nearby.

“Is everything okay, Sun goddess?” Skadi asked. “You have been looking at yourself for a long time. I figured you’d be the one enjoying this hot spring the most since it’s from your home land.” Amaterasu let out a sigh.

“During the last skirmish, I did battle against my mother Izamai, and devoured her.” Amaterasu solemnly replied.

“Yes, I overheard that you looked quite funny looking, floating around with that big squirming belly.”

“ Mattaku . How embarrassing.” She then turned back to look at herself in the mirror. At this point her belly had greatly shrunk, with just a little bit left to digest before it could return to its original size and shape. In its place, fat had scattered itself across her body. She cupped her boobs with both hands, each one increasing in size from a C cup to about a F or G. “With these things, I am scared that my armor won’t fit tight anymore. Gaps in the sides can be lethal on the battlefield.” Her hands moved down to her thighs, which had several inches of fat added to it. “With thighs this big, and I'm going to have to resow all of my pants just to fit in them again.” Her face then turned red. “And…this.” She turned around and pointed her butt to the mirror. It appeared that most of the nutrients of Izanami’s body were sent straight to her posterior. Each cheek had increased in size by many inches, and it seemed like a total of 20 pounds were added to the pair. “I am so fat now! It’s hideous!” She covered her face with her hands. Skadi set her drink down before standing up and walking over to the Sun goddess.

“You seem quite beautiful to me.”

“You don’t have to be nice. You look far better than I do.” Amaterasu then looked down as Skadi, whose skin was as pure white as freshly fallen snow. Her body was quite slim and muscular; Her breasts were a little larger than Amaterasu’s were before she digested her mother. Her legs were toned, strong, and carried a decently sized butt made of mostly muscle above it. Clearly all the skiing and hunting she does showed on her body.

“Nonsense. You are as beautiful as the rising sun.” Skadi then reached down and grabbed Amaterasu’s meaty butt, her fingers sinking into the soft fat. “I heard that Japanese men don’t like large butts, but I assure you, western men will love it.”

“Really?” Amaterasu asked softly.

“Trust me, you may want to start watching your back more; Because everyone else will start to as well.” She let out a chuckle before letting go of the cheek fat and walking back over to her chair. Amaterasu smiled as she looked back at herself in the mirror, feeling her confidence return.

“Thank you so much my friend.”

“No need.” She said before taking a sip from her drink. Amaterasu sank her fingers into her new buttocks as Skadi had earlier. She couldn't deny how nice it felt as her nails dug in. Giving it a smack, she groped a little of her belly's remaining pudge, before running her fingers across the sensitive, tightened skin of her brand-new breasts. Western men really enjoyed a body like this, did they? Her mind began to wander; Digesting her mother's physical form had been such an effective way of handling an enemy, and she was already going to have her armor refitted anyway...perhaps adding this technique to her repertoire could be a wise move. She then turned and strolled towards the hot spring, the soft butt fat jiggling with each step as she was ready to enjoy herself.