Smite Movie Night Part 2

IDK how to write a fake movie so it might be a little nonsensical. 

----------

As the movie continued, the wandering Hero had entered town again, and the people looked at him as if he were just another vagrant. The Hero was confused, angry, and hurt, he had nearly died and they did not care for him? He had tried to save them! But a few seemed happy he was alive, still, the Hero’s will was broken and he spurned those who were grateful for his survival. The Hero found his horse and grabbed his bow, he had been humiliated and terrified and wanted to go back for revenge! But something stopped him… he thought of his prayer, his first time praying in so many years… he asked someone if there was a Shrine or anything nearby. A young village girl nodded, looking far older than her years should have allowed, a testament to the terror that had plagued this village. The Hero began to follow the young girl.

While the Hero followed the girl through the outskirts of the town towards a dilapidated old house, half rotten from disuse, Nezha couldn’t stop slurping down the delicious red Slushie. It was so… weird! So cold and tasty and sugary! Nezha’s abs screamed at him as his tummy bloated a smidge every few gulps, but he ignored the cramps and kept pushing, drinking in all the deliciousness and savoring every taste his eyes and tongue brought in as the movie demanded all his attention. His abs were slowly melting into the growing muffintop as the slushie was already half drained as the Hero entered the abandoned building, the little girl leaving the Hero behind as he walked inside.

 The Hero called out but no one answered him as Nezha was getting close to finishing his drink already, his butt shaking in his seat as his belt was really tugging against his tummy and not wanting to let it grow. Jing Wei was half enamored with her boyfriend and half the movie as she loved this part… the reveal of a Goddess!

 The Hero came to the Shrine, and though he wanted to pray, he instead felt anger rising in him. The Hero began to yell at the Shrine, yell at the Gods who had left him, yell at his God he worshipped the most. Why had his good deeds been ignored? How could a creature like that 

exist in this world? What else was hidden from him!? Nezha nearly crushed the slushie cup into a ball as he slurped quite loudly, Jing was almost annoyed… if it weren’t so cute. And then a tremendous chorus of strange singing began to build as the Shrine glowed. Nezha almost felt like it was all around him in the theater as he tried to drink more but couldn’t. But Jing Wei was prepared as she hastily handed him a Soda and he drank it without even realizing. The singing turned into a chant before a figure emerged from the Shrine, wreathed entirely in light that slowly dimmed and revealed a gorgeous woman who any could tell was a god. With golden hair and red skin painted by swirls of gold against her plump black lips, her eyes shined with divine flames as she looked both angry and sorrowful for the Hero.

 “You call on us as you damn us. You beg for assistance as you curse us. Where have you lost your pride, Oh Hero who tripped against the beast?” The Goddess said, her voice echoing as Jing Wei loved whatever effect they did to make her voice do that.

 “You- You dare tell me of pride? The Gods are real and they are silent! How many people are allowed to suffer thanks to you all! How many have I saved that never needed saving if a God had answered them as you do now! If Gods are real… how can you be so cruel? Will you not answer? Or will you smite me for pointing out the hypocrisy of your myths!?” The Hero looked on in anger as Nezha’s eyes widened. He had often argued this same thing between himself and other Gods, Son Wukong was one of the few who agreed with him that the Gods could be far too callous… Nezha reached to his left for food but none was there, Jing Wei quickly handed him a bowl of even more stacked Nachos than his first one as he quietly thanked her and started eating. The jalapenos tingled in his mouth as the warm cheese melted through the cracking chips as he struggled not to moan in bliss so he could hear what the Goddess would say.

“Smite you? I have come to show you the Truth, Fallen One. Gods are not here to provide every little bliss and comfort for those who walk the Earth. We are here to keep balance in the world as you, the living, both believing and blasphemers, shape it as you wish. If the Gods bathed the world in Paradise, it would become a prison where none could live their life as they wished. If we smited every sinner, there would be a scant few humans left. There are many just and unjust things in this world, all created by that very act of balancing, all helped along by beings with free will living their life as they wish, even throwing it all away for pride, money, women, ale, and is their bliss not punishment enough? Every day there is one who wastes a life they could have had and one who wastes their life providing for those who never had a chance. We are as cold as we are loving, for it is our duty not to reign over the world, but to protect it as it is.” The Goddess stared at the Hero as she strode through the room, no, floated around him.

 “What garbage! That doesn’t explain that beast, or why you have never answered me! That just sounds like excuses to sit in heaven as humans suffer and hurt one another!” The Hero spat as he turned to look at the Goddess over and over. Nezha was half nodding with both of them. He saw both sides of this argument. Mortals could be wonderful, self-sacrificing, and loving, and they could be even worse than demons from the depths of Naraka. And as he himself was born with the desire for evil, yet fought himself and others to forge a righteous path, should that option not be given to all Mortals? To fight against their nature and become better than they were?

“Tell me then. Will you give everything to stop suffering in the world? Will you cast your life away right now to spare even a single child from a life of cold?” The Goddess asked, suddenly turning on the Hero as he stopped. His heart pounding in his chest. The Hero opened his mouth but couldn’t speak as the Goddess' golden tattoos swirled on her ruby skin, their patterns almost looking like the Hero’s life now. “The Gods do not answer most prayers, whether we wish to or not, as intervening in the Mortal’s lives can bring about paradise or topple entire nations! And why would someone like you deserve your prayer answered? Someone who has never done anything for another, One who would surely go mad with power and become a demon without fur! How many Tyrants pray to us, wishing they could kill ten thousand more and grow their borders from sunrise to sunset?! How many beasts wish for cruelty on others simply because they revel in the sorrow of the weak? Go on! Give me your life right now, and I will spare a child from the fate that was chosen for them by other humans!”

 The Hero looked stunned and terrified as he backed up in fear until his back hit the Shrine itself. The Goddess seemed to grow until her head hit the ceiling as she boomed with a surge of anger in her voices. “You swore off the Gods as you are allowed to do, you lived your life exactly as you wanted as we allowed you to, and you grew prideful and greedy, feasting on the cheers and adoration of those you saved, and you would not care at all if they died the day after you left! A life such as yours is only fit for the pits of damnation is it not? Good deeds can only float your soul so high when weighted down by anchor after anchor of Sin! When a Demon such as what you may become finally found you, you fled and fled while trying to defend your life and pride above all else!” The Goddess’ voices echoed in the room and the Hero’s heart as somber music began to play, tears stung the Hero’s eyes as he fell on his back and curled up.

 Nezha had seen this several times… even with some former friends of his… with his Father… A man broken and confused. But what would he do now? Nezha reached into the bowl of Nachos and his hand came back empty. His belly had bloated another two inches as the entire bowl of steaming cheese rested in his tummy as his belt screamed and waged war against the swelling beast. Jing Wei hurriedly swapped the Nachos, her eyes practically spinning in two directions as she drooled over Nezha’s belly rising like dough in an oven, yet this was one of her favorite parts of the movie as a fellow Goddess!

 “But your soul is far from damned. I can see it even if you cannot, that seed of goodness that rests deep inside you. A true Hero in more than just a name. So, Mortal, will you let me be the arrow that lights your way?” The Goddess spoke, the rage in her voices disappearing entirely as she sounded as kind and caring as a long-lost lover, or a mother whose child had finally returned.

 “I… How?” The Hero stayed curled on the ground, his eyes full of fear, but a glimmer of hope shined in them as the music rose.

 “You believe, and you pray, and you take my hand.” She spoke as she gently lowered her hand. The Hero choked back tears, he didn’t believe half of what she had said… but he knew all of it was true deep down. His hand trembled as he raised it towards hers… and the second he took it the Goddess disappeared in a blinding flash. A large red and gold bow with black winged tips rested in his hand now, feeling as light as a feather yet he feared if he dropped it, the bow would sink twenty feet into the ground.

“And now, Faithful. We will smite the Demon and give it the Mercy it deserved just like you have now received. And then you will leave this place and find other Demon Hunters and become a true Hero. Not for the pride or greed, but for the selfless love of your fellow man that Humans can do even better than a God. And do not drop me, I will be very displeased.” The Goddess-Bow said as the Hero nodded… a small smile curling at his lips as he exited. His horse was waiting for him as he looked up at the mountain… another storm was coming.

 “I am scared.” He spoke to the air, to the Goddess resting in his hands.

 “Good. You are a Human. I will not protect you.” She responded in his head.

 “Some Goddess you are. Are the other… Demon Hunters as unlucky as I am?” The Hero couldn’t help but smile as the Goddess seemed bemused.

 “Worse. They are not blessed with a Goddess as wonderful as I. Now walk, you have a long day until the Storm comes, and the Demon knows your scent.”

 “You will protect me… right? That whole speech wasn’t just some show or hallucination, right?” The Hero looked at the divine bow in his hands.

 “I give you the power to protect yourself and others. With everything in life, it is up to you. If you fail, your body will become the Demon’s food, and your Stained Soul may turn into another Demon to haunt others. But, as long as you flatter me, you will never fail.” The Bow spoke as the Hero laughed much harder than he expected.

 “What the hell was that about pride and greed? You are even greedier than I am! Very well then… If I die, please don’t let me become a Demon. You are very beautiful.” The Hero said, leaving his horse here in case he did fail. He did not wish for it to die. He wondered if a villager would steal it… And then he walked towards the mountain with the bow on his back and a forlorn smile.

“That was… amazing. He chose the right path… though you can tell it was hard on him even if the Goddess told him exactly what he wanted to hear. It was a little bit fast but I am impressed!” Nezha spoke as he looked at Jing Wei. Jing Wei nodded as the Hero walked on and on, the storm growing above him and darkening the sky as the music grew tense. Nezha felt a gurgle deep in his belly, but before he could really take a look, Jing Wei handed him another Hotdog covered in more of the strange, sweet sauces. Nezha took it and ate it without thinking as the Hero climbed and climbed, the Goddess chatting with him quite a lot now as Nezha laughed alongside the Hero at his strange companion.

 While the Hero climbed and Nezha giggled, Jing Wei watched with rapt attention as Nezha’s belly began to rise like it’s own little peak. His belt cutting into his tummy yet still it slowly ballooned as more and more snacks were turned into empty wrappers and sauce on her boyfriend’s lips as his belly continued gurgling softly, his abs almost completely gone as a dome bubbled out from her boyfriend’s middle, like a woman halfway through a pregnancy. Jing Wei was lost in it… she wanted to keep stuffing her boyfriend and see how big that tummy could get, maybe his belt would explode and his gut would surge to its true size!? Jing tried to shake her head... what was wrong with the little flighty Goddess!? But every time she looked back at her boyfriend…his belly seemed just a bit bigger… and she noticed his bulge was growing just a tiny bit too, his cheeks a bit reddened as he was too lost in the movie to care about the cries from his stomach, despite the situation clearly occurring within him! Jing shook her head again, flapping her head left and right like an Owl as she tried to stay normal… but she couldn’t care about the move anymore… for some reason seeing Nezha with a big belly made her keep imagining him kissing her, that big tummy and dick pressing against her body… was she going mad!?

 Eventually, the Hero reached the place where the Demon had nearly killed him, the sky dark and thundering as his fear thundered alongside it in his chest. The music pounded louder and louder as Nezha stopped eating, Jing Wei almost wanted to scream at him to keep going but if she said anything she would ruin the moment! Forced to watch her boyfriend not eat… Jing’s senses returned to the movie and she remembered why she loved this part so much.

 The screen had turned red as the Hero looked on into the lightning, his body doused in rain as the darkness consumed the screen entirely. Clutching his bow as the music pounded, drums and song rising higher and higher in a mad howl of evil and insanity, and then the music stopped and the Demon howled. The fight had begun.

 The Hero was no faster than before, no stronger, no less afraid… but he held onto his Bow tightly this time as the Goddess yelled at him that he could do it, that he could deliver the Demon from its suffering. The giant wolf stood on two legs and laughed, laughed at him, and spoke in a voice now like blood dripping through floorboards, the Demon said that the Hero’s soul was fat and ripe, and he would welcome a brother after he finished devouring his body.

 The Demon lunged as the Hero ducked, pulling for his arrows and shooting, but even with the Divine bow they slapped right off the hide of the Demon as it turned and charged again. The Goddess yelled that he needed Faith, he needed to give himself to her or he would be consumed. The Demon came rushing back, leaping through the air as its jaw split open, revealing row after row of teeth dripping black oil against the red of the screen. The Hero shouted in rage and fear and did not draw an arrow, instead, he pulled the bow back with nothing at all as he shouted for the Goddess that he believed in her and she was beautiful… and an arrow of pure light began to form between his fingers, drawn as heavily as he could bare as the bow suddenly felt hundreds of pounds heavier than before. The Hero let loose the arrow and it soared, cleaving the Demon’s arm off as it hurtled past, crashing into the ground and howling in rage.

 The Hero laughed at the Demon as the Goddess scolded him, and told him not to give in to his pride once again as the glow faded from the Bow. The Hero nodded as lightning crashed, turning the screen blue as the Hero said that the Demon would not have a brother and would go back to Hell where it belonged. The Demon sneered as the Bow dimmed even more and the Hero began to panic, as the Goddess scolded him again and said it is his heart and faith that powers her. The Hero ran as the one-armed Demon gave chase, limping and crashing against the ground it propelled itself forward still bleeding oil atop the mountain as the lightning raged. The Goddess asked the Hero if this was all his heart could do if he would run away again until the Demon hunted him. Or if he would turn and be a proper Hero again!

An image flashed on the screen of a woman holding a boy’s hand, the woman was clearly sick and wasting away, and the boy looked lost and frightened… The Hero shouted with tears in his eyes that he wished to be a real Hero, that he wished to be what his Mother wanted of him. He wished to truly save people! The Goddess shouted in glee as the bow glowed even brighter than before, the wings flaring up as the bow slammed into the ground and the Hero drew the bow back, the color fully returning to the Hero only as the Demon turned, running in fear as the heavenly arrow grew into a ballista before the Hero released his bleeding hand. The Golden Bolt shot straight through the Demon’s chest and the beast screamed as it turned to ash, before a Golden Light exploded out of its body and shot into the sky, and the Storm quickly dispersed.

 The Hero collapsed on the mountain as the sky cleared, and the Bow transformed back into the Goddess, this time without her ruby skin or blazing eyes or golden markings. She looked like a beautiful Mortal as the screen panned up to the sky.

 “Goooodss I love that part!” Jing Wei spoke. Breaking the moment as Nezha realized there must be a gap in the action now.

 “That was… that was amaz-*UUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRP!*” Nezha clamped his hands over his face as the burp had just exploded out of his lips out of nowhere! A thick red sweet and spicy Lotus mist flowed from his mouth in front of the two as Jing Wei almost chirped in surprise and excitement as Nezha’s face reddened almost as much as his gas.

 “Hey-don’t-worry-about-it-of-course-you-love-it-now-come-on-the-next-part-is-great-too-here-is-popcorn!” Jing Wei said, rushing through the words and slamming a popcorn into Nezha’s hands. Nezha was about to protest that his stomach felt really weird but the movie was already jumping into the Hero awakening on a plush bed! Nezha quickly shut his mouth, ignoring how much his tummy seemed to be begging for him to undo his belt or how often it was gurgling now, half in hunger and half with gas as everything he ate just seemed to make him more and more into a balloon-boy!

 The movie began to turn into a blur for both young Gods as the Hero traveled the land with his new companion, Nezha focused entirely on the movie as he kept absentmindedly snacking on everything Jing Wei put in his hands, and Jing Wei focused entirely on making sure the second Nezha’s hands were full with snacks the second he finished one.

 The Hero traveled and met other Demon Hunters, training how to fight properly and learning humility to go with his new skills. He was defeated over and over again by a man with a glowing Jade spear that looked like a Guan Dao… and then he was enamored by a cute girl with glowing Knives that dripped a deadly poison. The Goddess seemed to get quite jealous over the Hero talking to the female Demon Hunter as Nezha laughed and thought of the Goddesses in the Celestial Realm. And as the Hero gained new skills… Nezha’s waistline gained inch after inch as Jing Wei had to stealthily get up and get more food… Nezha had finished all the snacks she brought over and the Sodas he’d grabbed! Jing Wei didn’t know where he was putting it… after eating four big bags of popcorn and five hotdogs and three bowls of Nachos and gummy worms and M&Ms and Skittles and chicken tenders and chocolate bars and pretzel bites and the red tubes called licorice… though he did spit out the black ones which almost made Jing Wei panic… and then drinking two slushies and four Sodas! If Jing Wei had eaten half that much, she felt like she might be too fat to walk! And now Nezha’s stomach was as big as a soccer ball now and was growling quite loudly! But luckily the movie was so loud and enthralling Jing Wei’s boyfriend couldn’t hear his tummy filling with volatile gas!

(Oh Gooodsss Yessss his tummy is getting so noisy! I bet the second he stops doing whatever meditation or zen thingie he’s got going on now he’s gonna burp so loud I can’t hear the movie! Wait what the fuck am I thinking ahhh! Get it together Jing you got this! So what if your boyfriend is so cute and swelling like a party balloon and you just wanna touch it… Ohhhh my legs feel weak! Nnngh I can’t think about it I just gotta stuff him till he blows! Wait-what does blowing have to do with anything!? Ahh I can’t think I just want that big jerk to get even bigger and kiss me while he burps on my face! Wait that’s so gross!? HUUUUAAHHH I KNOW! I BET DISCORDIA DID THIS TO ME!!! HER AND HER STUPID INCEST ALWAYS KISSING HER DUMB FAT ASSED FARTY SISTER NEMESIS! AND NOW I’M STUPID AND WANT MY BOYFRIEND TO HAVE A BIG FARTY BUTT TOO! SHE MADE ME STUPID AND PERVERTED AND WANT BIG FARTY BUTTS!!! I’M GONNA KILL HER AHKDASHJSKAKJEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!) Steam began to blow from Jing Wei’s ears as her eyes spun in silly cartoonish swirls, her wings flapping so hard she was floating a few feet off the ground before the Goddess almost punched herself in the face as she heard a voice.

 “Jing? What are you doing over there?” Nezha had asked… he wasn’t paying attention to the movie because she was gone! If he even looked down at his own tummy she’d be caught, and he'd probably punch her and storm out of there! Jing Wei hastily grabbed several hotdogs and rushed back, eating one herself this time so Nezha didn’t catch on. Nezha stifled a burp as his cheeks reddened again, but Jing Wei held out a Hotdog while her mouth was full and her boyfriend smiled and grabbed it, moaning as he bit down, unaware his stomach looked full term under his shirt! His poor tummy was gurgling so loud that the belt was practically cutting it in two! Jing Wei stifled a burp of her own as she sat down and had to be more careful. Her little shorts and undies feeling… really warm and damp right now as she stuffed a second Hotdog into her mouth and Nezha ate his seventh Hotdog.

Back on screen, the Hero had just defeated another Demon, this one a giant fish with human arms and legs and a pig’s face on its tongue with large human teeth in its enormous mouth. The three Demon Hunters had become friends and the Goddess was still quite jealous of the Female Demon Hunter as the Hero teased her and praised her a ton. The Hero had saved hundreds of people now, and per the Demon Hunters’ rules, they left before ever getting a thank you. At first, he had hated it, but now as he watched the village celebrate the destruction of the Demon, he felt joy. Despite not being down there, he knew they were happy and safer, and that some of them would still make bad choices, some of them good choices, and that was the way it was meant to be. They were free to live their life exactly as they wanted to, without worry of the Demon any longer.

The Demon Hunters are called by their Gods to action as the music picks up again, getting tense once more despite the last hour of happiness and training. Nezha reached for more food as Jing Wei hurriedly handed him the last Hotdog she had grabbed and silently escaped to go grab more snacks quickly. Her eyes practically drifted in two directions as Nezha’s dome was growing and this was the craziest part of the movie!

 The Goddess told the Hero that a powerful evil presence was growing in the area they were heading towards, a huge storm could be seen in the distance, covering everything in the sky for miles and miles, and far in the distance, a purple light shined through the storm on a burning city. The Goddess warned the Hero that this was not a normal Demon, and asked what he would do. The Hero turned to his friends, and they looked at him, both of them brandishing their divine weapons… they knew they might not survive this. The Hero looked at the Female Demon Hunter… he had feelings for both her and the Goddess… hopefully, that wouldn’t put him in danger of becoming a Demon again

 The Hero said he couldn’t leave the people of that city to suffer if there were any left alive, and even if they didn’t return… it was their duty to fight wasn’t it? To protect this world with all their strength and heart. The Goddess smiled and told the Hero that now, he truly was a Hero in every way. She turned back into a bow as the Hero and his friends ran towards the hurricane.

Nezha was frantically chewing delicious Nachos and popping M&M’s into his mouth as Jing Wei frantically watched the movie, grabbed snacks, and tried not to trip on how soaked her legs were getting as her boyfriend’s stomach was rising higher and higher… any minute now and he’d see his stomach even while looking up at the screen! Even now, Nezha was starting to shift in his seat, the cramping in his guts getting through his excitement clouded head as gas swirled inside like a hurricane of it’s own. His belly long since having smoothed out into a big pregnant dome, bisected by his belt and pressurized even more. Nezha’s little pucker was starting to feel the force as a big fart had been brewing for the last hour, rumbling along with his hunger as the snacks never satisfied him, only adding to more gas in his little maelstrom as the turbulence in his tummy picked up. Jing had even noticed it over the last few minutes… down the right side of his pants… Nezha’s dick was starting to get engorged as his body yelled and begged for his attention!

 *GGGGGRRRRGGGGGLLLLLEEE!*

Nezha’s belly growled loudly, but the God was too busy distracted by the drama and action on screen! There were dozens of demons in the purple pillar of light! The three Demon Hunters charged in formation, the Great Spear user taking the lead with a shield of light around him as he plowed in, the Hero and Knife Wielder shooting arrows and knives into the crowd of Demons as they rushed through as the Goddess insisted something was wrong with this Pillar and they needed to be careful!

 Then, after purifying over twenty demons… a roar blasted through the storm like nothing as a great Dragon’s head exited the temple in the center of the ruined city… and only the head. The lifeless head was dropped down the stairs as a man walked towards them, his right arm pulsing with purple and black veins, the skin on the right side of his body had turned a silver blue, with a great black horn having sprouted from his body. The Goddess gasped, sounding like a mix of shock, fear, and disgust. Nezha understood immediately what it was…

 That was a Demon Hunter who had become corrupted! They had willingly turned themselves half-Demon and become far stronger than both! No… it was even worse… the sword in the Corrupted Hunter’s right hand…it looked like it was made of the very dragon whose head had rolled down the stairs!

 “How? What a monstrous thing.” Nezha spoke out loud, not even hearing his own voice or his stomach’s growling over the pressure in the room. Despite not having any music or sounds besides the rain and Corrupted Hunter walking down the Stairs, Nezha could almost feel the demonic pressure sitting in his seat! Crushing down on his stomach and demanding he submit!