Diane’s appetite is as colossal as her curves 🍶
The ground trembles beneath the sheer weight of her belly—Diane, the mighty giantess of the Seven Deadly Sins, has clearly outdone herself again. Towering above with a content smile and an empty mug in hand, she lets out a soft sigh of satisfaction, while down below, Meliodas does his best to support the impossible heft of her massive gut. His hands sink deep into the soft underside, a testament to both her indulgence and his devotion. It’s a feast of size, scale, and sensuality—when you love a giantess, every inch counts.

Lady Diane’s appetite knows no bounds 🥖

The villagers have given everything—baskets of bread, carts of fruit, even their finest livestock—all to satisfy the towering hunger of their beloved protector. But as she rests, belly swollen and taut from the feast, Diane can’t help but blush and deny just how massive she’s become. The ground groans beneath her, her thoughts tangled between guilt and gluttony: “Maybe just one more offering… from another village?” Her size is no longer a side effect of power—it is her power. And with every bite, her status as a goddess of appetite only grows.