In Hungry Hinata’s Wake
Added 2023-11-19 20:53:44 +0000 UTCTags: MESSY eating, XWG, Building sized beautie
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Damn, what a story, bravo! I must admit, as you’d never written a story anywhere close to this magnitude (regarding character size, not story length), so I wasn’t sure how comfortable you’d be doing this. And yet, you approached it with such gusto and confidence that I was very impressed! For starters, the build up. I think the direction you took regarding the shift society had was absolutely brilliant! I’d expected, based on the tone you had for the ending of part 1, that Hinata would achieve a seat of endless consumption through a “Military” win, via raw power. You’d previously written stories where tyrannical powers took over the food supply chain, so I figured that was the direction you’d go for. Instead, you chose a far more sublime and smitten option: a *cultural* win. Her town, and later the nation as a whole, coming to see the physical prosperity of her form as something worth deifying, of gleaming divine inspiration from. From the top down, we see how almost every aspect of society has shifted with the adoption of this infectious moral development. (You can call it a corruption, but there’s also such prosperity that I’m sure those living there would disagree.) To pace ourselves to eventually reaching Hinatas magnitude, we work with various characters in incrementing size. Starting with Sakura and Ino, each barely able to shamble through the streets, each exhibiting a distinct flavor degeneracy in their conduct alongside their gluttony. In a world now governed by a philosophy of deubachary, it’s fun to see the creativity put into place into each characters individual kinks. But both these barely mobile tankers are tiny in comparison to *Tsunade*. Like moths to a flame, they’re lured into her den. And what a den it is! Using the entire restaurants span as a set up for the far larger Tsunade. Rows and rows of food stands, all making various dishes to indiscriminately be tossed into the cavernous whale out back. And I think this works to play a lot of reader expectations. In *many* solidly written XWG stories, Tsunade’s condition would be considered a solid end point. An entire operation constantly working to keep her filled and growing, so fattened she’s lost almost all definition other than a few key features. Even her head is buried a ways down due to all the upper body fat, showing how completely she’s given in to this process. The way the tube enters her cavern of fat was as if it was always a part of her. Unlike Ino and Sakura, who are simply at the level of hedonistic gluttons, she *is* her consumption of the endlessly prepared food slduge, she *is* her production of cream gold milk and perspiration. And this absolute difference in scale is shown in her interactions with Ino and Sakura, who covet her tests like moths to a flame, almost completely overwhelmed by their output. Side note, as a B plot of a B plot, can I just say I *adore* how intimately Shizune cares for Tsunade? Literally crawling into a cavern of day to intimately spend time with Tsunade, and always watching over her otherwise in the times when the massive food tube and breast pumps become Tsunade’s entire world. Sure, Tsunade may be a part of a far larger system, but she’s still Shizune’s perfect feeding machine, having helped to oversee the specialized architecture and constant care she deserves. Much like how Tsunade’s single minded dream has been entirely streamlined by her endless eating and flowing tide of creamy gold, Shizune’s eyes never falter from her beloved, her comparatively dainty fingers toying with massive hungry lips and walls of yearning flesh. And speaking of input; whereas Ino and Sakura’s massive fatty bulk was dwarfed by the living landmass that is Hinata. The breasts that so completely overwhelmed Ino and Sakura were but a small part of a far larger system. As if the cultural corruption of gluttony Hinata unleashed *literally* flowed beneath the land, each and every member of all walks contributing, sending all sorts of food and drink recklessly into an ever yearning distant abyss, blended and mixed indiscriminately. I’d read a story years ago (oddly enough, also about a massive Hinata) called Bountiful fields, and though I overall loved the story, I was mildly disappointed that Hinata’s reach and desires remained quartered to her new village despite having changed the world. But you’d managed to realize that in a way I could never have imagined. For your first time writing a story with a lead of this unfathomable magnitude, you achieved something I’d never seen before! Many stories in this fetish space often portray continental fatties as this sort of soft, pristine, perfect mass. But instead you took a new angle I’d never seen utilized so creatively! Hinata’s vast expanse was treated not as a sort of “other”, but instead as one, massive, connected living environment. And to showcase this, you brought forth elements to the forefront that otherwise would not be considered. Juxtaposed to us would be standard minute biological function, is now so completely beyond our sensibility in scope that it completely changes our world. What to Hinata is a sweaty moment from exertion or desire is to us the formation of a massive salty mire of a micro biome, pouring over the land and pooling atop herself. What to Hinata is a slightly wet burp is so monumental that it paints the very sky in residue. Even her consumption has made a natural basin of foodstuff that waxed and waned in depth. It’s so damn creative! And while you can argue it’s “gross”, I feel like it’s done in such a way that it’s not trying to be nasty just for the sake of it. Rather, it’s taking the attributes of a human and then scaling them to such ridiculous capacity. It’s equal parts base biology and yet simultaneously incredible and beyond all traditional human capacity, playing into her unique image here. A higher being of incredibly base urges. And of course, any minute movements, much less the roar of appetite, demand the world’s attention in an instant. Which I think leads to one of the more subtle interests of the story: Hinata’s mental state. Fluctuating from completely ravenous to wanting to maintain any semblance of pride in front of her beloved, it makes for an utterly endearing dynamic. Naruto teasing her to give into her base instincts. But it’s her relationship with the cake that is perhaps most satisfying. Hinata recognizes the effort of cultivation that went into the cake. And as one segment of the wooden strut maintaining her far larger fat cavern snaps, her fleshy softness gently descending, *oozing and pooling* atop the surface of the cool fluffy frosting (a very illicit imagery of sensory uniquely her own, I might add 😳) she views the cake not as a separate entity, but a part of *herself.* Her enhanced digestion so efficient that, in her mind, all the food awaiting her is *already* her, it’s just through the process of consumption that it will join the rest of her ever expanding fat. And thus, by extension, all the tubes she refuses to part with, all the meals being created in the villages, even the milk resting within Tsunade’s tankers of breasts. Those will become yet another layer slice of *her*, just not yet. And as Naruto’s egging finally gets her pride to give in to her appatite, having trekked across a canyon of an ass and so much tonnage just to reach her, he conjures image of their protege. Much like how the rest of her experience has increased by orders of magnitude, their potential family is described as *thousands*. Much like how her body had covered so many miles into her own body, her own descendants would come to color countless family trees. As if both her progeny and body would come to define the entire world. Or, if the future of her bloodline and mass could be viewed through the same lens as she views food; perhaps she already had. Idk if I covered everything I thought about this, but genuinely, I think this is such an out there and brilliant take on this level of intensity. I hope others appreciate it as well. Kudos 👏
PrivateXimmy
2024-01-21 01:52:26 +0000 UTCWriting a longer review of this, but consider me thoroughly impressed!
PrivateXimmy
2023-11-22 05:30:22 +0000 UTCYou know. . .I'm open to the idea 😉
James Duke
2023-11-19 21:35:20 +0000 UTCMy fucking god. Please do more country-sized blobs, it was incredible!
Kieran godfrey
2023-11-19 21:33:54 +0000 UTC
