Misturi Kanroji Fan Art
Added 2021-09-26 21:10:56 +0000 UTCConsider a more gentle world than the one you and I know...
Perhaps, in a dream...
One where Muzan Kibutsuji and his moons were vanquished without any loss or tragedy
One where the Demon slayer corps and the Hashira were allowed to rest and indulge themselves in excess and frivolities.
Mitsuri and Obanai lay beneath a tree, the Snake Hashira resting after stuffing his lover full of her favorite treats. Mitsuri herself had grown huge, soft, and round. She stared down at Obanai lovingly over her pillowy perfumed love mounds.
She loved everything about this moment. She loved when he would use her as a cushion, she loved his piercing stare, she loved how much he would feed her, she loved his oily smooth voice, she loved how big and soft he made her, she loved his since of style, she loved how the food bubbled and churned in her fatty insides, she loved how it would only make her softer, bouncier, more feminine.
All she could feel and think was love, ooey gooey fuzzy wuzzy fluffy wuffy love LOVE LOVE!!! It filled her up, and only grew more and more inside her. Oh what if in never stops? what if the love she felt just kept growing and growing, swelling and building, making her grow and grow bigger and bigger with it? what if her body couldn't take it? what if she just filled with love until she was a massive balloon that could grow no further? She would pop! she would literally explode in a shower of exquisite pink love goo, coating all of japan in her warm wuv wuv WUV!
Ah...
A nice dream.
