Washu and Himiko

    It was late in the evening when Himiko first encountered the imposing figure in the fog. Its glowing amber hued eyes piercing through the thick misty veil, gazing upon the the wispy frail looking shiba inu girl in front of her. “Can you really make all of that happen” uttered Himiko. “As certain as the moon rises each night, so to can I accomplish what I claim..... So long as you uphold your end of this little arrangement, that is” spoke the buttery voice. The little shiba woman adjusted her glasses for a moment reflecting on this strangers proposal, She had made up her mind and held out her hand with steely conviction to shake on the deal. The mist slipped away from the stranger with the golden eye's revealing its true form in all its glory as quite the ample silver haired cow. As the two embraced, pink glowing marking traveled down the cows silky, mirage, midnight, skin and onto Himikos. “I Washu Matsusaka by my power call upon the four great kingdoms of the ancients Murias, Findias, Gorias and Falias to bind our fates and seal our accord” The glowing marking faded away as they reached Himikos heart “Remember little woman, From now till forever you and I are bond together and you will be my liaison in this mortal world, best remember to never break our contract lest you wish to face the terrible consequences” said the cow with a sly smile.

    “Ding dong” rang the bell as the fancy elevator doors opened in Himiko's hotel building. Nearly 6 months had passed since her deal with Washu the cow goddess and in that time a lot of things had changed for Himiko. No longer was she that penniless girl she used to be, in that time she had found herself as the president of Ushi no Ojo meat company the worlds fastest growing producer of high quality wagyu beef. Her new job garnered her a generous rising salary and although her new position was a lot more stressful then she had imagined it did come with some nice perks. However her wallet wasn't the only thing that had grown. One would barely recognize Himiko from that thin little woman she once was, over the months Himiko had packed on quite the amount of weight, all that fat made her look extra thick on her short stature. Her once slender figure had swelled into an exaggerated pear shape, her well padded hips emphasized her girth as she tried to wedge herself and her large travel bag through the elevator doorway. The struggle straining her already skin tight clothes of her humongous butt cheeks that were barley covered by her overstretched skirt, threatened to break free and expose herself to the other guests in the lobby.

    “Floomph” was the sound of her hips as she slid into the private elevator. Composing herself to retain at least some dignity, she brushed the strands of black hair from her puffy cheeks and pressed the button for the penthouse suite on the roof. Up went the glass and metal box as it rose into the sky. As the elevator gained speed the Himiko could feel the force it created weighing down on himiko's fat frame, smoosing her breasts into her globular gut and her gut and butt smooshing onto her thick thighs. She gazed out of the glass and watched the sparkling city lights of the Tokyo skyline as the elevator rise to its destination on the roof. The sudden stop released the force on her and sent her whole body jiggling wildly up and down. Once the jiggling subsided she exited the elevator, a bit more gracefully this time.

    The luxurious penthouse suite was actually a small red pagoda tea house surrounded by a koi pond moat and stone garden. Normally something like this was reserved for expensive wedding photo shoots however Himiko's roommate had insisted on living in a traditional palace and this was the closest she could find. Upon entering the room Himiko was greeted by a tipsy Washu sprawled comfy on the floor sipping alcohol from a tiny red sake cup “what took you so long” pouted the cow goddess. “I've been waiting hours for you to return, all day I've been pouring my own drink like some uncivilized peasant” she wined. “Well excuse me princess but we have a company that needs to be managed, which you could stand to maybe pitch in and help run” retorted Himiko her arms crossed as she glared at the portly cow. “Hmph” snorted Washu “I cant be bothered with you mortals and your convoluted modern business practices” replied Washu “Oh how I miss the days of old, where an aspiring underdog could rally an army and lay siege to a castle taking what one wants by the sweat of ones brow and the strength of ones back alone” Said Washu as she downed another cup. “To bad some of use happen to have civilized in the last few centuries.... and people have nuclear missiles now” scolded the shiba girl. “Oh right I forgot... Well regardless of the fact Id say I've held up my end of our arrangement quite nicely sofar, hic!” Chortled the tipsy bovine. Himiko knew the cow was technically correct, when the two met that night in the park Washu had appeared from a mysterious fog and offered vast riches and power. Washu as the divine goddess of sacred meat whose powers could transform the thinnest poorly breed cow into the most exquisitely high quality marbled beef in the world. However there was a catch, washu requires offerings to her divinity, in this case constant pampering and being waited on hand and foot with food, drink and massages. The more well fed, pampered, happy and fatter washu becomes so to do all the livestock under her realm. This was their deal, in exchange for the wealth that selling washus cows would produce Himiko agreed to be her personal servant. By day she would manage the business aspect of there venture and by night she waited on Washu hand and foot plumping her up. And indeed Washu had grown fatter since there first encounter, Himiko had already thought Washu was rather chubby but as the months passed with all those feedings washu had plumped up considerably. The cows backside, hips and thighs had grown thick with fat, all the better to lounge upon as she fed and drank all day. Her belly had swelled and now rested on her plush thighs tightly wrapped up in her red kimono bathrobe. Her already rather impressive breasts had grown as well and in fact both of her breast could no longer be contained by her kimono at the same time, one of her teats had popped out and was on full display not that Washu cared she was far from modest.

    After only a few weeks of catering to all the fat cows demanding needs, the daily feeding, pouring drinks, massaging and even bathing with her to wash her back and hair, it all started to pay off quickly as all the money started flowing in. Just as the cow had promised the fatter and happier washu became the higher the quality of beef the cows produced became and all that profit started to role in. The cow may by a royal pain in my butt but Himiko was quite happy with the progress of their little business venture. Her happiness wouldn't last to long. It was around the second month she had started to notice that she was starting to get softer around the middle. She later realized that it wasn't only the cows that where affected by Washu's powers, she too was growing quite soft and pudgey. At first it wasn't so bad, the gain was slow and subtle and as a surprise bonus the effect of washus divine prowess healed her eyes and she no longer needed her glasses to her this was a good trade off, “whats a few pounds compared to perfect vision” she told herself. However within the last two months she had blimped up quite rapidly, her sienna colored fur ballooning out it around her as soft wobble adipose spread across her tiny physique. Himiko quickly became irritated with how her fat belly and protruding hips and butt would bump into things and knock over the object in her office and how she quickly overflowed the seat of her chair. Although she wouldn't admit it also slightly aroused by the whole ordeal, it must be another side effect of washus doing, the cow was a fertility goddess after all.

    Back in the present the to portly ladies sat next to each other washu eager for Himiko to begin feeding her whatever delicious cuisine Himiko had ordered. Within a dozen elegant black boxes with elaborate gold designs, the first one filled with succulent jumbo tempura shrimp. Himiko was finding it increasingly difficult to stay in the proper sitting position to feed the fat cow as it caused her belly and thick thighs to fight for space not to mention she could feel her massive rear was engulfing the souls of her feet as she sat. Her fidgeting caused her to drop one of the shrimps from her chopsticks and landed on Himikos tightly packed cleavage. “Yoink” said Washu plucking up the fried shrimp from her vassals bosoms “Hmm, yummy! She exclaimed happily. The short shiba woman began drinking with the cow and after a few cups blurted out “Seriously Washu how much farther are you going to allow this to continue” Himiko said irritated at the ample bovine greedily munching on fried shrimp. “What do you mean” cooed washu teasingly “All this!” said Himiko as she gestured to all of herself. “Oh but I like you nice and fat, it makes me happy, beside how would it look if I the goddess of meat had a skinny vassal like you used to be when I found you, Id be a laughing stock” giggled Washu, her laughter caused her hefty tits to wobble and. Himiko wasn't amused too amused with the fat cows answer and took several more cups of sake. “Are you really just going to let me get soo fat I get beached here and cant leave this room, how will I run the company or find a decent husband when I look like this, no man in all of japan will want me” Himiko said. Washu eyed Himiko who was normal very reserved was surprised that the short fat shiba girl was letting her insecurities slip through even with a few drinks in her.

    “Oooh that sounds sexy actually, don't go giving me any ideas my tubby puppy, I'm sure I could find a few studs ready to line up for,,,, whats the phrase again cushion for the pushin as they say” giggled Washu as she reached and gave the grumpy tipsy dog woman's phat butt a nice hard squeeze. “Yip!” went Himiko but soon became a moan as another 20 pounds flooded onto her expanding her fat further. Her butt squished between Washus fingers and spilled over the sides of her feet, she had to spread her legs a bit to make room for her swelling thighs and jelly belly, Pop! Went one of the buttons of her blouse giving some slack for her growing breasts as they plopped further onto her belly. The fat cow burst out laughing which made Himikos ran red in embarrassment and anger at the cows cruel joke. “WHAT THE HELL WASHU!” screamed the corpulent dog woman. “Oh calm down, it will only last till morning, now no more frowning you should be less concerned with how fat your getting and focus on how fat to make me instead” she said as she inched closer to Himiko to give her a hug and a little grope of her breasts causing her to wince a little. “Now why don't we finish this meal in the bath” cooed Washu. Himiko rose to go fill the bath “Now don't forget whose my tubby puppy?” giggled Washu. Himiko stopped in her tracks for a moment as Washu said this, not looking back to give her the satisfaction she whispered “I am” and continued to leave the room to fill the bath.

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This exists purely because I wanted to create a character based off of Wagyu Kobe beef XD, I'd like to commission a rewrite overhaul of this story,  was supposed to be sexier but my friend who usually writes the kinkier parts of these stories couldn't work on it for very long so I had a hard time making the tone of the story sexy or cute.

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CHARACTER ANALYSIS

Washu Is a cow goddess similar to Damona however Washu's embodiment and job is strictly to produce meat of the highest quality with perfect fat to meat ratio.  Washu isn't as tall as Damona in fact her chin barley reaches above Damona's hefty cleavage which are also twice as large as washu's, washu is much more pear shaped with a plumper belly than Damona. Damona tends to avoid being in the same vicinity as Washu because they form two sides of the gods triquetra of power, where being near each other drastically increases their magical powers but this also causes the two of them to begin massively over producing milk and grow huge and fat, last time the two where together it took Damona over two weeks of continuous milking before she was back to her normal weight.  

Before Washu became a full fledged goddess she was Damona's apprentice, however now she seeks to take Damona's title and place as top cow Goddess.  Washu traveled to the mortal realm in order to make a name for herself like the gods of old as well as amass a huge following of worshipers to increase her wealth power and status. This did not go as she had planned as mortals no longer worship pagan gods and the lack of natural magic in the mortal realm made her vary weak. she eventually found herself in japan and made a magical binding contract with the mortal woman Himiko whose greedy desire for power and wealth match her own.  Washu is a being of over abundance and over indulgence, so much so that all those within her presence plump and fatten up around her.

Perhaps Washu should be the countess in Tina's WG RPG