Gudako inhaled warmly, as she took in the city of Fuyuki. She'd been there twice. The first time was her first mission for Chaldea, the city reminded him of hell, it was referred to as hell by most of Chaldea. Especially as they found it after most of the staff died, they were betrayed by the second in command, who turned out to be a demon god, and poor director Olga was killed in a way that still made Gudako shudder. The second time was still a rough trip but nowhere near as bad as the first. They had met the contestants of the fourth holy grail war. It was refreshing to see the city in one piece, but she'd never gotten the chance to see it during the day. This was the first time she was able to take in the sight of Fuyuki during the day. The river parting the city, the towers, the signs of life as if nothing had ever happened or would happen.
"Master? Are you alright you look...off." a woman's voice asked though there was no one anywhere near her.
"Yeah. I'm fine Ishtar. Just remembering. Mourning a bit, but also happy. If it weren't for this city, I never would have gotten to know Mash or any of you." she chuckled wistfully.
"I see. That's right. This was where your journey began." a near-identical but friendlier voice replied, "Da Vinci told us about some of your first singularities. Here, Rome, France."
"Yep. It's no exaggeration to call Fuyuki the most important place in my life." Gudako smiled.
"Well, whatever happens, I'm glad it did because it means a lonely goddess like myself got to meet someone as sweet and kind as you." gold shimmered beside the young red-haired girl revealing a smiling Asian girl with long flowing golden hair and beaming red eyes. She wore a red turtleneck sweater and a short black skirt with black stockings. She took Gudako's hand with a trembling nervous smile.
"No matter what, I'll stay by your side. Even if the world turns on you." the goddess Ereshkigal proclaimed. Before she could say anything else, a golden trident slammed into her head. Sending the timid underworld goddess into the ground with a yelp.
"What have I told you about pre-marital hand holding you dirty pervert?!" A woman in a brown schoolgirl uniform and long purple hair, she smacked the trident into the sobbing Eresh again.
"You should know not to do that kind of thing when Parvati is around." Ishtar chuckled from her spirit form. Pavarti shot a murderous glare over to where Ishtar was.
"Don't think I won't do the same to you. Goddess of beauty or not there is no reason to wear such promiscuous outfits! Shame on you!" Pavarti snapped.
"Well, so much for that nice moment of reflection." Gudako groaned, springing to her feet.
"Sorry to interrupt, Senpai, but we're detecting a servant and magic outputs indicating combat not far from your location." Mash's voice broke the bickering of the goddesses.
"Alright. Ishtar, come on. You two stay here." Gudako shot to the Eresh and the upset Parvati.
"Why?!" Eresh sobbed.
"Of course, Master." Parvati smiled, not questioning the young woman.
"To many servants could just make more problems. So It's best to keep it to just one. Besides, someone needs to stay here in case Medusa appears. And Parvati?"
"Yes, dear?" the divine mother smiled sweetly.
"Just go easy on Eresh, okay? She's a good girl." Gudako glanced at the trembling Babylonian goddess.
"Not with that kind of lewd shamelessness she isn't." Parvati fired, Gudako watched Eresh collapse to the ground from the verbal assault.
The mage smiled halfheartedly before darting away from the two.

"Jeez, even I feel bad for her being stuck with Parvati. Her lectures are just brutal." Ishtar winced as she appeared with a shimmer. Unlike her sister or Pavarti, she refused to wear anything that would blend in with the modern-day, she favoured a thin white tube top with a gold outline, a pair of black panties, with a single black stocking and matching detached sleeve. She wore lots of gold and lapis lazuli, bangles, a necklace, gold additions to her clothing, large hoop earrings and a jagged golden crown. Aside from her clothing or lack thereof, she looked the same as her sister Ereshkigal, slim, slender limbs and body, flat as a board, long flowing silky hair though hers was black, unlike Eresh. The big distinction was that she floated everywhere, her hair colour and of course, her personality. Ishtar was a tsundere through and through. Using every chance to taunt and tease anyone and everyone for any reason. She was also greedy beyond compare, she'd even managed to swindle Moriarty and Ceaser out of money on a few occasions. Though this by no means meant she was smart
"Hey! How dare you insult me like that, you jerk narrator!" the useless goddess whined. The two rushed to the location Mash had directed them to. The two came to a stop in a dark ally, the moment they did, they found piles of monster corpses. The only living being a dark-skinned man with a long black coat and a pair of large pistols with large blades at the end of the guns.

"Oh, it's Emyia alter." Gudako smiled.
"Sheesh, for a mercenary, you sure suck at your job. You constantly leave Master alone. You know damn well she's too trusting." Ishtar berated the archer. The alter remained silent, slowly hefting his firearms without a word.
"Alter?"
The archer spun round, bullets tore through the air. Ishtar sent the young woman to the ground to avoid being filled with holes.
"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Ishtar snarled bitterly.
"It's just business." the alter replied calmly in between shots.
Gudako groaned. She was really starting to hate Emyia Alter. While he was far from the only alter she had in her service, he lacked any sense of loyalty, he'd betrayed her several times before this for various reasons.
"You know what. Screw this. I don't care if that is our Edgyma. Kill him. If it is, he's turned coat on us again, and I'm sick of his betrayals, or it's not ours, and I don't care if he dies." Gudakpo barked to the goddess.
"Alright, Master." Ishtar smiled, "Sorry, Emyia." she whispered to herself as two massive blue bows joined by golden chains shimmered into existence. The moment it manifested, it was already firing blasts of magic at the archer, the two dodged the other's attacks, Ishtar side swiping the bullets with ease, her bow spinning fast enough to block the hail of bullets with an annoyed sigh.
"Really, thinking some knock-off heroic spirit of a defect could beat me, a goddess in a fight with those peashooters. This is the power of a real archer." Ishtar bellowed with a smirk, a massive blast of blue magic shooting at the dark man, smashing into him square in the chest sending him spiraling back. He shot his head up only for a smaller blast to hit him between the eyes sending him crashing into a nearby wall. Gudako and Ishtar watched as the alter slid down the wall with a groan.
"Beat him with ease, Master. No way someone like him could beat a goddess like me." Ishtar laughed, she looked over the unconscious body of Emyia Alter, while in theory, it was the man her body loved deeply, but it wasn't. It was a twisted evil version that saved the world by killing without mercy, only logic and coldness. He was the opposite of everything the man her body loved was. It just depressed her to look at him.
"What should we do with him?" the goddess questioned.
"Dispose of him. I'm sick of dealing with Edgyma. I don't care how you deal with him. Just get rid of him." Gudako growled. Ishtar looked mournfully at the alter. To kill him just seemed wrong, but it also made sense, the real Emyia must have looked at his alter with a sense of shame and disgust.

GROOOOWWLL. The goddess's gut growled like thunder. The gluttonous diety had missed breakfast and hadn't eaten dinner the night before.
"I'm not a glutton!" Ishtar whined pathetically. She turned her attention back to the dazed alter, a twisted idea springing into her head. She picked up the dazed alter's legs lifting him off the ground. She pulled Emyia towards her. Her mouth opening nervously, she took the alters feet into her mouth hesitantly. She slipped his feet into her mouth, the tough leather shoes, gliding past his shins.
"Uhh, what the hell are you doing?" Gudako stammered nervously as she watched the goddess devour the traitor. Ishtar ignored her master's words, slurping over the mercenary's legs, the tough attire was far from pleasant, but she had committed to trying to eat the alter, she couldn't back down in front of her master. She forced past the gunman's knees, working up his rough thighs. His grimy flavour made her wince as she slowly made her way up the man. Emyia's groin passed into the goddess's lips, while ordinarily, this was something she would have reveled in, she doubted that this version of Emyia could get an erection at all. There was nothing for her to enjoy from the area. The moment she reached his exposed stomach though was another matter altogether. Alter lacked a shirt favouring instead two detached sleeves. The only thing above his waist, perhaps it was a distraction technique if he did have to fight directly given his abbs were so impressive Tamamo often tried to shred meat on them. Her lips traced over the bare skin, it was tough but oh so flavourful, her tongue traced over the chiseled abbs, the muscular body. For a moment, she forgot what she was doing or why only thinking of the savoury smoky man meat in her mouth.
"What the hell?!" Emyia Alter barked as he regained consciousness. He threw his hands forward to create his trusty firearms, only for twin pistols to be knocked from his hands by a pair of swords he knew as black keys.
"Master?" he scowled with a glare at the annoyed mage. He didn't get a chance to manifest another set of weapons before Ishtar sucked past his incredible abbs. The dark-skinned man thrashed wildly against the divine woman from his past life, his legs being forcibly bent into the painfully tight gut. Saliva trickled down his body, much to his annoyance. He tried to manifest weapons again, but nothing happened, there was no mana for his body to channel to create even a single knife, let alone his swords or guns. Gudako saw his eyes widen in shock as Ishtar shot up over his chest, his pectorals providing no issue for the goddess, his arms forced over his head unable to fight back against the archer.
"Ishtar, I don't want to judge you, but this is incredibly weird, it's kind of creepy. But also kind of hot. Might have to see about feeding you other servants if this is something you're into. Maybe, BB, Melt, Parvati. Or maybe Illya or For some reason, I feel like you'd probably enjoy them." Gudako chuckled hesitantly, as Ishtar inhaled the last of the mercenary with a thunderous gulp.

The bloated goddess belched without a shred of grace or dignity like a fat pig.
"I'm not a fat pig!" Ishtar bellowed before straightening herself as much as her engorged gut would allow. She let out a fake chuckle.
"Pathetic! You actually thought you could defeat a goddess?" her chuckle grew louder into her classic tsundere cackle, "And now you're nothing but food. You should be honoured that a goddess as pristine as I, would consider making a man as shameless as you her meal." Ishtar chortled.
"Unhand me, you witch, or I'll make you regret this!" Alter bellowed from within the gut. His face pressing against the flesh helplessly, unable to escape the tight bulging confines.
Despite her bravado, the goddess was barely able to stand, she hadn't even realized that she had stopped levitating while eating, the cold asphalt on her bare feet for the first time since she'd come to Fuyuki.
"Crap, I feel like I'm gonna be sick. What was I thinking? He was huge!" the fat fool mentally whined.
"Stop insulting me, you bastard narrator!
"Ishtar are you alright? you've been yelling at no one all day. Maybe you should go lay down when we get back to the base." Gudako took the goddess's arm sweetly.
"Yeah, maybe that's a good idea. Thanks, Master." Ishtar buried her head into the mage's shoulder as her divine boat and bow formed under the two of them. The two enjoyed the sight of the city below them as they flew through the sky on the boat of heaven. Neither of them cared about the thrashing cursing mercenary in Ishtar's belly.

Emyia Alter kicked against the fleshy prison, every thrash leaving him more exhausted than the last. The evil hero panting for breath, the air growing thinner by the second.
"How? This is no method of killing I ever dreamed of?" he rasped weakly. His skin was starting to tingle, to itch thanks to liquid filling the stomach. Emyia was a master of killing, but any form of memory of even simple biology was lost on him if it couldn't be used to kill. The alter wracked his brain trying to remember what this slimy fluid was for, it was something simple, something he should know. The mercenary became so wrapped up he failed to realize the acid was currently reducing his leather pants to tattered scraps. His skin turning red as it bit at him, the liquid filling the tight stomach. Instinct kicked back in as the alter began to fight again despite his exhaustion. His fist slammed against the flesh, he watched as flesh peeled from his knuckles.
"This is slow but powerful acid. It's peeling my skin off in just a few minutes. Perhaps I should look into utilizing it for future assignments." Emyia Alter muttered to himself again forgetting his current location. He regained himself, his eyes scanning his surroundings.
"Where am I?" he grumbled to himself.

Ishtar flopped into a cot as soon as she got back to base, the looks of horror and confusion from Eresh, Medusa and the others were just unbearable.
"AHHH! Why can't you just digest already, you edgy bastard?" Ishtar whined. She could feel the mercenary struggling occasionally before going limp before bursting back to life a few minutes later.
"Just digest already! For the love of me, just melt!" she slammed a hand into the bulbous belly with all her might. Her fists crashed against her stomach with a crunch, a smirk crossed her face as she felt bone crush under her hands though it was quickly replaced with a cry of pain. The fool diety forgot that her stomach was still part of her body. the alter in her stomach thrashed again, his face pressing against the crushing flesh.
"Let me out, Rin!" Emyia bellowed angrily. Ishtar slammed her hand into the face sending him crashing back into the acid flooding over him.
"The hell is a Rin?" the goddess grumbled in frustration.
Inside the gut, despite Alter's best attempts, he was being slowly dissolved, his right arm was little more than a stump with some bone jutting out, his left leg dissolved to the knee, while the right was at the hip, even his face was mostly gone. Flesh burning off by the second, the acid grew stronger by the second.
Ishtar felt her massive stomach slosh limply, Emyia Alter was dead. She leaned back with a sigh, glad that her stomach could finally melt the last of the mercenary. With him no longer able to resist her body was able to digest him faster, within a few hours he was little more than padding on the goddess's now fat body.
"I'm not fat!"
Her stomach disagreed, while it was far from obese, it was a pudgy ball of fat, a far cry from her perfectly flat midriff. Her breasts, however, had benefitted greatly from digesting the evil hero, they were now as large as her empty head.
"Seriously, screw you, you hack writer! Call me fat again! I dare you! I will smite you!"
The goddess of blubber bellowed to know one. Gudako sauntered into the room.
"It's okay, Ishtar. Just lay down. No one is bullying you. It's just a fever or something. We'll have Da Vinci look at you when we get back." Gudako kissed the goddess's head sweetly.
Her master's words were almost enough to erase the fear the goddess had that she would forever be left fat for the rest of her divine existence, her sleek beauty forever lost to her.
"That's it! I'm smiting the writer!"

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A commission for my friend cactaur. He wanted the useless goddess ishtar to eat a certain memoryless and personalityless archer/assassin from her past life. This was based on a picture but I learned only after writing this the picture was a work in progress so it doesn't line up a hundred percent.
He was also worried I'd bully ishtar some how. I did, he was right :). This story is a bit different as I'm working with a character who by design lacks a personality as well as a male prey something I rarely do. Plus an attempted more detailed digestion. So I hope you all enjoy it.