Goddess of the Winds
Greedy, Selfish, Sultry, There are many words to describe the Feathered Serpent that Xiba has become. But if you value your life, you will refrain from speaking poorly of her while in her presence, for her gape is wide, and her belly deep.
Quick and Brutal in her punishment of disrespect, Slow and Deliberate in her rewarding of loyalty, she is forever looking for more worshippers, and more prey to sate her bottomless lust for power.
Origins
Xiba before her Ascendence
Xavea The Dragoness
One day she hatched a plan that would see her catapulted into immortality, and Goddesshood. She procured a rare paralytic pollen from an exotic trader at great financial cost, hid a handful of it in her blouse, and then waited.
Eventually her most despised rival showed up, as she always did, the Wind Goddess Xavea who promptly slapped her across the face, as she always did. In the past, Ziba had to tolerate such disrespect from the Dragoness, being able to do little to stop it.
But no longer, reaching into her blouse, she scooped up the pollen, taking a deep breath and bringing it before her beak, she opened her palm as she exhaled, blowing a great cloud of it all over that Damn Dragoness.
The effects were relatively quick, Xavea was rapidly paralyzed, shoved to the ground without resistance, before Ziba enacted the second stage of her plan.
Laying down at Xavea's feet, she began to work the Dragoness into her womb, slowly but surely, she swallowed the Wind Goddess whole, or more her loins did, at some point during the process, her body had taken over, instinctively rippling and swallowing inch after inch of her prey.
It was a highly pleasurable process for Ziba, both from the multiple climaxes she experienced, each one swallowing the Dragoness faster as her loins literally pulled her body over her prey, and from finally putting Xavea in her place.
Eventually though, the Dragoness was completely devoured, a thick placenta entombing her within Ziba's womb, and an umbilical attaching to her belly, starting to siphon her power and strength from her, just as the effects of the pollen began to wear off.
Ziba basked in her accomplishment, both the afterglow of her sexual pleasure, and the knowledge that one of the biggest thorns in her side was now hers, all hers.
And so she lounged back upon her throne, her belly a great bulging dome of feathers and tightly-stretched skin, that slowly but surely shrank over weeks and months, as the Dragoness within was regressed and absorbed, each day Ziba became stronger, and Xavea became weaker.
Eventually Ziba absorbed so much power from the Dragoness, that she herself began to change, her legs merging, lengthening, wings sprouting from below her 'hips' as she took on her new divine form. And as the final swell in her womb vanished into her bulk, her colours changed to match that of the Goddess she had absorbed.
Now she goes by the name of Xiba, No longer just a mere Queen, but a regal Goddess of the Wind.
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