It had been a long, winding road through Makai. Reimu had to deal with all sorts of crazy things – five eyes, a devil, and far too many instances of bouncing for her to count. Perhaps it had been a fairly poor idea to not train before deciding to dive into a realm full of devils and magic – but her shrine had been destroyed, and heck if she was going to wait to train before avenging her poor shrine. And hopefully forcing whoever did it to rebuild it, too.

…Perhaps if she had, she wouldn’t be in the situation she was in. With a swing of her rod, she had bounced her Yin-yang orb towards the foe in front of her, as he had so many other times that day – in this case, at a six winged angel by the name of Sariel. But unlike the others…

“…Were you trying to kill me with this?” The angel gloated, holding the yin-yang orb in hand. Unlike the other foes that Reimu had faced thus far, Sariel had the good sense to catch Reimu’s attack, leaving the Shrine Maiden a bit baffled, and out of options. “Well, uh, y’see-“

Before Reimu could so much as offer an excuse, or at least try to fire back with some sort of counter-attack, Sariel swooped forward. Hoisting the younger miko up, licking her lips…it was quite the daunting sight for Reimu. It didn’t help that the angel’s gut was growling as well, nor that she was slowly being lifted overhead. “H-hey, wait a minute. Why don’t we talk this out, alri-“

Gulp. Her maw stretching open wide to accept the shrine maiden’s feet, Reimu was dropped into Sariel’s throat. Her legs swallowed up into a slick, hot, wet tube, Reimu began to squirm with alarm. She was being eaten alive. Whole. By this…this, impudent angel who had wrecked her shrine, and now – “Hey, cut it out, I swear, I’m going to exterminate y-“

Gulp. The only response Reimu got was another swallow, Sariel wasting no time in consuming her meal. Devoured up to her waist now…the young girl felt half of her body squeezed by a hot, wet passage, the other half feeling the far cooler air of Makai washing over her body. Each swallow brought her closer and closer to the point of no return, Reimu trying to grasp at everything and anything that might give her a way out.

Gulp. Reimu was swallowed up to her throat now, getting one last look at that realm of magic she had invaded to try and get vengeance for her shrine. Now it would be the last thing she ever saw. “A-ah, l-let’s think about this again, okay? Look, I’ll even forgive you for the whole ruining my shrine thing!” For a moment, Reimu tried pleading, only for Sariel’s jaws to slowly close over her face. A tongue rolling over the Hakurei maiden’s face, spending a good, long while tasting her…

Gulp. One, final swallow was all it took to finish devouring the miko, the angel of death letting forth a long, loud belch. Tracing the bulge that Reimu made down her throat, and into her gut...causing her dress to rip open, revealing the bulging, sloshing, miko-filled stomach within. “…I warned you, and you didn’t listen.” With another, loud uurrrp, Sariel gave her stomach a handful of pats, that slohing, groaning, churning organ beginning to work on the furiously squirming miko within.

…

A day later, Sariel slowly woke up with a yawn. Her sloshing, hefty stomach from the day before had shrunken down to a fat, soft potbelly. With a groan, the angel reached down to give it a poke…yep. No food left in it, the shrine maiden had simply stubbornly clung to her as fat. Reaching up, Sariel gave her chest an examination…Her old bras definitely weren’t going to fit anymore, and the tightness of her panties told her everything she needed to know about what the miko’s body had done to her rear.

Raising to her feet, Sariel gave her soft, plush potbelly a smack, chuckling. “I warned you, o’ pitiful shrine maiden. You chose to attempt to throw a ball at me to strike me down…and in turn, you wound up…up…URRRP!” The angel belched – a single, half-digested hair tube escaping her lips, causing Sariel to roll her eyes. “…As obnoxious as fat as you were in life, I see. Well, I suppose I’ll just have to work you off, and obliterate any trace of your presence. Farwell, pitiful shrine maiden.”



…Though for all her boasting, Sariel would find that in the coming years, a shrine maiden was much harder to burn off than she thought…