Fair Warning: includes graphic depictions of a girl shitting. Any relevant traumas or newly-discovered fetishes may now be considered your own damn fault because I warned you.

 THUD. THUD. THUD.

 The unbelievably loud sound of distant footsteps was accompanied by a slight trembling in the ground. Maggie felt the dress she had been mending fall freely from her suddenly-nerveless fingers, wincing slightly as the motion undid several inches of stitching that would likely take hours to fix up properly. Putting the matter out of her mind, she set the dress aside and went to the window to witness the coming of the village's local fertility goddess, for by the sound of it the massive woman was nearly upon the farmstead where she lived. Sure enough, mere moments later the towering nude form of the great goddess Samantha brushed aside a fully grown pine as if it were a meager sapling and began carefully treading toward the farmhouse along the wagon-sized roadway that was, to the great woman, nothing more than a narrow footpath with great fields of wheat on either side.

 Hastily, Maggie fetched her footwear and then rushed outside, falling into a properly respectful prostration the moment she left the shelter of the house. The massive woman's pounding footsteps came closer one heart-stopping THUD at a time, stopping less than a stone's throw from Maggie's prone form.

 "Special delivery!" the goddess announced chirpily, as though this were an everyday occurrence. For the goddess, Maggie supposed it must be.

 "Many thanks, your magnificence," Maggie enunciated loudly, being sure to speak clearly enough to be heard by the giantess's distant ears. "We are most grateful that you decided to share the bounty of our sacrifice with the fields from whence they came."

 "Heh, I bet," the giantess's teasing voice boomed. "Where do you want it?"

 "If it pleases you, the place you stand will suffice," Maggie said.

 "Really? Right here? Well, if you say so." The giantess widened her stance as much as the pathway allowed and then squatted down, exposing her massive nethers to the open air. Unable to resist, Maggie looked up to see a strained expression on the goddess's face, as though the act of defecation pained her. Perhaps it did? Passing excrement larger than Maggie's entire body couldn't be easy, after all.

 Then the massive anus flapped opened like the petals of a flower as the pungent smell of shit filled the air, riding on the back of a brief and flatulent wind that preceded the excrement to come. What followed was a sight Maggie could barely process, it was so alien. The rosebud of the giantess's anus spread with surprising speed to allow the passage of the dull brown dung, which almost flowed out of the magnificent woman's ass in great spurts of speed followed by near-convulsory pauses where Maggie could swear the goddess was gasping in pleasure. The holy fertilizer, so much unlike her own puny leavings, plopped to the ground in a nearly flowing fashion as the lengthy brown mass coiled haphazardly on the ground below. It moved from anus to ground in such a smooth motion that the graceful giant's cheeks weren't even dirtied by the process, so when the goddess finished with a long sigh of relief and made to stand her visage was still as untainted and beautiful as the moment she had first lowered herself to the ground. Given the almost delicate look of joy on her face, perhaps it had even improved in its perfection.

 Throwing her face back into the dirt where it belonged in the presence of such a divine presence, Maggie begged, "Please, oh goddess, I beg of you to stay your departure for but a moment!"

 "Oh?" the heartwarming tones of the goddesses voice spoke openly of her curiosity.

 "It is…it is to my great shame that I was not a part of the sacrifice that permitted such kindness from your great magnificence," Maggie stated. "I beg of you to give me the honor of joining with your divine form so that your bounty may continue to flow!"

 Maggie had been suffering great doubts for the past day as she mused upon the events which had proceeded the previous day. The goddess had been welcomed with great celebrations by the entire village, as was only proper, before choosing the worthiest sacrifices from the crowd of willing volunteers. Her lover had joined that crowd, offering her no more than a parting smile and a comforting nod farewell, and now his remains laid ready to fertilize her villages fields and hardily increase the season's harvest. The shame she felt for refusing to volunteer, and the absolute vision of beauty before her compelled her. She could find no other course of action than to throw herself at the goddess's feet and beg to be allowed to join her handsome lover in his final duties, even if her late addition likely meant she would be fertilizing a different field than he, their essences forever doomed to separate from each other by her hesitation and cowardice. They would be joined once more in purpose, if not in truth, and that was all that mattered.

 "A genuine request, outside of the ceremony?" the giantess mused quietly, her rumbling voice nevertheless carrying clearly enough to be heard. "What's your name, farm girl?"

 "Margaret," she declared, for once disdaining the diminutive nickname her friends and family used. It felt inappropriate, for an occasion of such gravity.

 "Hmph. I suppose you'll do," the giantess said, and Maggie had barely registered her joy at those words when two fingers gripped her dress and carelessly pinched the fabric between them as they pulled up, nearly pulling her off the ground and utterly destroying the dress in the process.

 Maggie leapt to her feet, the shreds of her garment which had been preserved between her legs and chest falling away as she threw her hands into the air. "I thank you, noble goddess, and praise you for-"

 Two fingers and one massive thumb suddenly gripped Maggie by the torso, inadvertently squeezing the air from her lungs and cutting off her ebullient praise. "Yeah, yeah," Samantha said in a tired tone of voice before casually tossing the woman's body up in the air and catching the flailing little snack in her mouth on the way down. The tiny woman's feet slipped directly into her throat, and with a single swallow the farm girl calling herself "Margaret" was gone from the world, rapidly heading for the giantess's stomach where she would masturbate until she could no longer move as she delighted in the notion that she was going to join her former lover in a truly divine purpose.

 "What a fuckin' weirdo," Samantha mused aloud, before standing and turning to walk back into the woods. One little tiny wouldn't keep her fed overnight, after all, and there was another village a short (for her) walk away that was overdue for a little bit of 'divine sacrifice.'