I'm getting quite close to the end of this collection, before I start to move on to my next.

Someone out there might recognize this backdrop, since I took it from another screenshot I found, and had to basically line and color it to get the gameplay and other guff out of frame (though I couldn't recognize what game this came from exactly), and decided to tinker with texturing and colors for woodgrain and paper, I'm ultimately not happy with the shape, but the colors contrast well against the subject matter.

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"So these two of my closest followers have told me much about you, young scholar" the Goddess rolled up from her reclining throne to address the vixen before her.

"Yes mistress, I have studied all your teachings of hospitality and amenity, and I have even passed the Trials set by your most exalted." the adept replied, clutching onto the suspiciously untied robes she wore.

"From the accolades my devoted described to me, these feats should be impressive. Hmm, so what brings you here to my court today?" the Goddess inquired with a puff of her pipe, swirls of violaceous ether escaping her breath. A little timid from the audience of the imposing kitsune, the scholar proceeded with a demure tone.

"After all of my training and studies, there is one last step for me to take..." the acolyte opened up in persona and wardrobe as she let the loose cover drop to her ankles, revealing an elastic-woven vest top and undergarments with leg stockings.
"I wish to take the Fusen No Noroi into my vessel, and transcend into your flock as a fully realized priestess of your court"

The goddess hesitated with a cordial smile, "Oh? Well this is a bit forward than most of my court, I like you." Siphoning a little more vibrant smoke from her pipe, she asked the disrobed scholar a few passing questions.

"You are aware of the consequences of my burden, and that once we begin, there will be nothing in this realm to halt your transformation, nor any way to return once complete?"

"I fully accept all that the Fusen No Noroi offers, for better or worse. To accept your burden is to be closer to your divinity, and to aid you as a member of your court."

The Goddess narrowed her eyes and smirked, "So riddle me this; my festival was not but a week ago, unlike like many of my monks who intentionally broke the curse's demands, why did you not gorge yourself or popped wish balloons on that day?"

"As a cleric, I would never dream of blaspheming on your festival, even in your name. As a scholar, I have studied the curse to know that you the Goddess can instill a further endowment; the small mercy of greater flexibility. I would rather be care-taking the helplessly cursed than join them half the time."

"Smart girl" the Goddess chuckled, "I would most definitely welcome a new face in the court. I hereby title you as a Priestess of my temple." she pointed at the lithe curvy body of the adept as her eyes briefly shimmered.

The promoted vixen felt a pang of fullness, and heard a faint, sputtering 'fwee' from within her core. The wheezing squeal grew louder as her abdomen steadily pushed out, followed by the rest of her body. Holding her arms in awe, she inspected herself before exploring her swelling features.

"Even before she was great at parties, I wonder how she will fair in air sumo..." a witnessing priestess in a rugged jacket and bandages commented.

"Oh now, with all the rowdy carousers who were careless at the festival, we have more than enough rough types here. She's more suited under my practice, save some disciples for me will you?" a tassel-dressed court member bantered, making playful 'shoo' gestures at the other with a fan.

"It seems no amount of forethought could prepare me for this" the ballooning priestess stated, passing her arms around her middle, "this full feeling is exotic, intoxicating almost." She felt herself creep out of the confines of the vest top, her breasts challenging the ties with a stretching creak, the very sensation made her bite her lip a little.

"The mercies of my burden include caressing sensitivity and a little euphoria, courtesy of me." the Goddess answered, "helps even the prudest of my court to be as indulgent of a balloon as I, the festival never stops under this house." The other patrons of the room giggled with her, "you will adjust to the fullness in a few days give or take."