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Now that she had officially taken on the role of Divine Dragon, Alear also had to learn to control all of the great power and responsibility that come with such a holy position. She needed to oversee the kingdom of Elyos and ensure that it would see consistent as well as persistent growth, the overall success of the kingdom being paramount to anything else. That included, of course, being able to ensure a good and plentiful harvest. Without food, there would be no people, and without people, there would be no kingdom to speak of. Abundant produce and by extension livestock were necessities, so Alear did her very best to make sure that what was done would permit these opportunities to take place.
Alear's blessings may have not been on the same level as her mother Lumera's, but she was underselling herself, because said blessings seemed to be exactly what the populace had needed. Their wishes for growth were unprecedented, so she had to try her very best to accept everything that was being offered to her by those means, which meant that she needed to give the people exactly what they asked for. She feared that doing anything less would not be appropriate for a Divine Dragon. Luckily, it all had been able to work out exactly as hoped for, resulting in one of Elyos' most fulfilling harvests yet.
To that end, as was their usual means of showing their appreciation, the people of Elyos made sure to offer Alear PLENTY in return. They had nothing better they could give except food, of course. Too much food for a single woman to eat, no matter what her draconic lineage might have been. Alear knew that this was more than she could ever hope to consume but allowing it to go to waste simply wasn't acceptable either. Alear was afraid that she could have to return it back and that would then nullify many of the promises as well as offerings' purpose. She couldn't bring herself to do that sort of thing.
To that end, Alear decided that she would have to call upon several of her old allies to assist her. It may have only been about a year since they had gotten to speak with one another, but that didn't mean that they had become any less connected than they had been before. Alear sent out her loyal knights to go and deliver her letters of invitation to a number of specified individuals. It was quite easy to call upon her friends that she knew had the biggest of appetites, even if they were all scattered across different sections of the globe.
Chloe needed to be given permission by the queen that she served as retainer of, but her eagerness to taste all sorts of unique meals prompted her to come visit. Princess Ivy was always ready and willing to drop everything to answer Alear's summons; she had practically confessed her love to the other woman during the wartime, after all, and her devotion to the Divine Dragon had not waned in the slightest since then. It would have ordinarily been hardest to get hold of Yunaka, but her wealthy lover Citrinne had been keeping the redhead practically chained to their manor home to ensure she didn't go running off on another 'hunt' for treasure. Goldmary was the kind of woman who always thought she was too perfect and wished to make everyone else believe it, so she figured following through with this invitation and proving herself the perfect guest was the only right thing to do.
Even though she was thrilled that her friends had heeded her summons, Alear was actually a little afraid of presenting herself in front of them. She had been very busy for the past year simply fulfilling her duties as the Divine Dragon. That meant that she was spending a great deal of time sitting around praying at the altar or listening to the townspeople's concerns in her throne room. She didn't have any chance to exercise like she once did. Not only that, but she had been eating so much mutton, steak, pumpkin pie and chocolate muffins than she had ever thought she could handle consuming before. Everything that the people brought her while bearing those bright smiles present on their faces, there was absolutely no way she could do anything less than eat it all. She hoped that the others would come here to help her eat the rest before the castle's storage chamber overflowed.
To prepare for her allies' arrival, Alear had an incredible feast prepared using the food provided by the grateful villagers and townsfolk. Several long tables were covered from one end to the other with a delectable plethora of dishes based off of recipes from every country and culture available. They were releasing too many amazing aromas, especially when all present in one place, to barely be able to withstand. Alear felt drool form in the corners of her plump lips as soon as she walked into the throne room. Along with her silver sash, she had chosen to wear a long white dress for the occasion, hoping would properly reflect her current deity-like status. She sat down in her great throne and, quite anxiously, awaited for her friends' arrival.
It was, of course, Yunaka who said something first when she and the others entered the main throne room. "Hiya Papaya! It's been a while, Lady Alear! You've really...you've...uh...geez, you've really put on a few, huh?"
Alear blushed. She couldn't deny it. Before these four had shown up, she had been eating an extravagant amount of food to try and keep up with the incredible supply she had been accumulating. Of course, with little to no fighting left to handle and yet conversely plenty of time to sit around and stuff her face, Alear had put on a considerable amount of weight. Her chest had filled out plenty, giving her breasts that easily put even Princess Ivy's sizable chest to shame. They bounced with almost TOO much freedom from inside her dress, putting great strain on the dress' straps, more so than should be realistically acceptable. However, the Divine Dragon simply didn't own a bra that could fit her prodigious breasts; the royal palace had never been prepared for dressing a queen who had grown past P-cup.
When the four women watched Alear nervously shift in her throne, they could hear the seat itself literally creak out loud. Her hips were pressed into the arms of the chair. No doubt her buttocks completely filled the seat too in a way that must have been highly uncomfortable. She couldn't seem to find the exact right level of comfort that she wanted for herself, shifting back and forth. Ivy herself wasn't about to soon overlook that pot-belly that the Divine Dragon sported, either. It made her feel all sorts of feelings...perhaps ones she did not know to fully confront yet. The chub on her face was considerable; Alear had a whole double chin present even when her mouth was firmly shut tight.
Alear's softness was an obvious, undeniable sign of what was to come. Yunaka and Goldmary both gulped. Ivy and Chloe, on the other hand, were very intrigued. There were rumbles emitting from deep inside their bellies.
"I know this might seem selfish of me to be asking this sort of thing," Alear said, all the while conspicuously tugging at her dress from around her chest as well as behind her hips, "But I need your help and I thought that these offerings should be shared with those friends who had helped me achieve such peace throughout the land in the first place. After all, I certainly couldn't have done it on my own, not even as the Divine Dragon. I want to make sure that you all get to enjoy these offerings to the fullest because you deserve them too...and I am hoping that I might be able to burn a few pounds. It's been too long since I've made myself actually exercise like I used to."
Alear was willing to be honest about all of that, which the other four women thought said quite a lot about her current predicament. She was in a situation that she simply could not handle on her own anymore. Throwing all of the food away certainly wasn't an option, nor was simply handing it back to those who had painstakingly gone through the effort of offering it in the first place. She needed people that she knew she could trust to be able to eat it. She had PLENTY of comrades from the wartime whom she had already sent gift baskets overflowing, but Alear believed that Ivy, Chloe, Yunaka and Goldmary could help her eat more than ever before.
"It might sound kind of silly to take this so seriously-" Alear began, but Chloe had already begun strolling over to the nearest table.
"I'm ready to dig in whenever you are! You just have to say the word!" Chloe licked her lips, picking up a slice of toast with meat and eggs on top and taking a big bite that let her nearly swallow the whole thing at once. She grabbed another one and started eating off of that as well. She was certainly adventurous, but usually with some of the oddest foods imaginable. For more 'ordinary' recipes like this, she could probably eat by the dozen without getting tired or even full. She was the one that Alear felt would be the most valuable here, though she would never admit it aloud to her companions, because she didn't wish them to feel slighted.
However, with nothing any longer needed to be discussed, everyone had gone to take their seats at the dining table. There was so much food, it was far more than what five women could handle eating. Nonetheless, they did not treat this as some sort of horrible trial that needed to be overcome. Instead, the women wanted to be able to enjoy themselves as much as possible. This was a get-together that had been in waiting for several years. There was so much with which to catch up on. Yunaka bashfully spoke about Citrinne, addressing how the noblewoman had done the best that she could in keeping the former thief out of trouble. There was plenty of discussion between Ivy and Chloe about what really constituted as 'folk food' or 'a complete mess'. It felt so good to the Divine Dragon to be able to hear her friends' voices again like this.
"Here, Alear dear, you should help yourself to some as well!" Goldmary happily offered a basket of fruit and chocolate muffins. An odd combination, to be sure, but both were known to be quite delicious. The Divine Dragon did not want to miss out on the opportunity to be able to indulge in them both. She licked her lips as she took the basket, nodding to Yunaka to please hand over the pot roast as soon as she got the chance. There was no way that she could miss out on this.
The eating lasted far longer than the chatter. After a certain point, the women's mouths became too frequently full to be able to speak without risk of choking. Then, even later than that, the women were so out of breath, constantly wheezing and gasping for air, that they could neither eat nor speak. Their stomachs had never been this full before in all of their lives. Yunaka didn't wish to move in the slightest, but she kept on glaring at a slice of caramel pecan cake in front of her like she believed she could mentally levitate it into her mouth by concentrating hard enough. Ivy attempted to stand but the sheer weight of her stomach forced her to sit back down. Chloe and Goldmary both attempted to eat another bite of some red velvet pancakes; they just about passed out at the exact same time.
Alear had to take several deep gulps of air and wait for her stomach to finally settle down before she could even begin to say, "I...I think we need to take a moment to rest and let our stomachs heal. Don't you all agree?"
Of course, everyone agreed to this without question. There was absolutely no way that they could leave the palace in their current stuffed states. Once the women had found enough strength to actually stand without toppling over onto their butts, the maids on call helpfully led them to a series of guest rooms in which to rest. The beds loudly creaked as they laid upon them. Soon enough, unrelenting snores began to travel down the corridor from which the guest rooms were located.
Alear herself wished that she could join her friends in their rest, but she had plenty of work that had still yet to be done. She didn't wish to rush things, and realistically she couldn't, but she still needed to have carriages set up to deliver a surplus of goods. These good would go directly to the homes of these four women. They deserved to partake in the offerings, that was what the Divine Dragon believed, but that didn't mean that had to stop once they had left her home. Just as she had sent the invitational letters, Alear would now send carriages filled with boxes of delicious, perfectly fresh food. Enough food to possibly last them an entire year or more. After all, she doubted they would ever be hungry enough to go through all of this by themselves or even with others so quickly.
"I'm sure there would be plenty of use for this food...these ingredients...back in their home countries as well. I cannot simply invite my allies to come to my home over and over again, not when they have lives of their own that they must lead. This is the best that I could possibly do for them."
Alear was absolutely confident that her plan had no downsides to it whatsoever. She strolled into the first restroom that she came across. Looking at her own reflection in the mirror, she could see that she was still incredibly stuffed. Her belly stuck out so far and it felt as firm and tight as a drum. She slapped both of her hands against her dress and squeezed what she could grasp through her dress. Her breasts bounced just a little. Even her backside felt heavier now. It wasn't like she had digested the food at all yet, but Alear could already tell the effect it would have on her physically. She felt the WEIGHT like it was already there.
She leaned forward to admire even more closely the finer details of her reflection. Alear brushed some red hair back behind her ear. Her wife, Zelestia, would be returning home in three days' time, according to her most recent letter. What might she think when she sees Alear again and discovers that her Divine Dragon had gotten even chubbier since their gazes were last shared.
"I hope she doesn't mind..." Alear bit down hard on her lower lip as she recalled their last private moment together on the day before Zelestia's month-long excursion, "Then again, she certainly didn't have any complaints before, so maybe I've got absolutely nothing to worry about."
Alear really didn't believe that there was anything that could possibly go wrong. She was highly confident in that. Making good use of all of these delicious offerings, the only best way to do so was by eating them all. She made sure to check in on her four fully engorged friends and made sure that their stomachs weren't hurting enough that they couldn't go home. Of course, everyone was allowed to stay the night or even for as long as they could afford. She hoped that they could stay long enough to meet with Zelestia when she came home too, but unfortunately, it just wasn't meant to be.
"I'm going to have to return home for the time being, because I know before long, Citrinne might think I'm up to no good and start sending out her bodyguards to go and search for me. I can't really have that, so...I'm going to have to bail. So, See-ya Papaya? No, that doesn't really roll off the tongue. Anyway, it's been good, but I'll make sure to bring back all of these TASTY goods and share them with her family!"
Yunaka gave Alear a quick kiss on each cheek before bidding farewell. She looked a little softer somehow? Alear couldn't stop thinking that as she watched the redhead stroll away to her carriage. She had only been here for a day and had one incredibly large meal, but that shouldn't have been nearly enough to make her start gaining weight suddenly. Alear wanted to say something about it, maybe point it out in some subtle way, but she didn't know what would actually work. She held back. Yunaka climbed into the carriage, her backside jiggling for just a moment before the door shut behind her. Alear was left feeling conflicted.
The same thing seemed to happen with the other women as well. Alear tried not to let her own exaggerated curves accidentally knock into anyone, especially in regards to her bulging chest, but she would have been denying herself greatly if she did not give them all the appropriate farewell hugs. Chloe and Goldmary were both fairly quick about it. Chloe's stomach seemed softer and Goldmary's chest was just incredible. Then again, Chloe always was a big eater and Goldmary was about as proud of her chest as she was about every other aspect of her person. What could really be different about it? Ivy held onto the Divine Dragon for an especially long time. Their breasts were squeezed firmly together and Ivy, with her eyes shut and face pressed into Alear's shoulder, had her arms fully wrapped around the other woman's soft waist. If Zelestia saw this right now, she likely wouldn't have been willing to permit it.
"We'll see you again very soon, Divine Dragon, I promise you this. Until that fated time arrives, I will nonetheless continue to make my daily prayers to my personal altar of you, as I always have, and swear my-"
Alear, smiling sheepishly, pat the other woman on her shoulder. "It's alright, Ivy. I'm not just a God, but I'm a person too, just like you. I'd prefer it if you, um, maybe saw me that way instead?"
"I..." Ivy started to say, but she looked down and saw how her chest, never once considered lacking, was nearly being completely overwhelmed by Alear's own massive pair, and then continued, "I'm not sure if I can do that, Divine Dragon, but if that is your order, your holy wish, then I will comply to the best of my ability. I may, err, slip up now and then, but I am simply so devoted, you must understand."
Alear nodded. She didn't know what to say. Still, letting Ivy do what she wanted was probably for the best. She saw the four women off and sent them away with enough food to fill a dozen bellies each. The Divine Dragon headed back inside of the palace. As she stepped into the spacious foyer, she was suddenly overcome with that same intense LONELINESS that had already plagued her before her friends had arrived. Now it was back and in full force. Zelestia still shouldn't be back for another day or two. Alear shut her eyes, took in a deep breath, and let out a long sigh that made her chubby body jiggle. She'll be just fine.
"My dearest Alear." A smooth and luxurious voice, like the vocal equivalent of finely aged red wine, whispered into Alear's ear before taking a playful bite on the lobe.
"Zelestia!" Alear cried out. She spun around and threw her arms around the taller, horned woman. "You...you made it back SOONER...than you said you would! Oh, I'm so glad!"
"I admit, I might have told a little white lie about the time I'd return home just so I could surprise you, my love!" Zelestia laughed boisterously, peppering Alear's forehead with a scattering of warm, wet kisses. She left more than a couple of lipstick marks, her 'calling card', upon the shorter woman's temple. She didn't intend to wipe them away nor did she expect Alear herself to wipe them away, at least not until they shared a bath later that evening. Zelestia wrapped her arms strongly around Alear and grabbed hold of her. She let her fingers squeeze against all of the flesh. There was so much more of it than before she'd left, she was sure of it. Zelestia began to explore her dearest Alear very casually, even dragging her right hand far down enough to grasp a meaty butt-cheek.
"Zelestia! You're definitely being way too handsy right now!" Alear glanced over her shoulder just in time to catch a maid hastily dashing into a nearby corridor, "We should wait until we're alone and after we've caught up on everything that's happened. That's all, okay? The Divine Dragon and her most devoted must take their time to...to...what is it?"
Zelestia did not immediately remove her hand from Alear's posterior. "I think you've put on some more weight since last time we had spoken."
Alear's jaw dropped and her eyes bulged. It took a moment longer before she started blushing. She didn't know why Zelestia needed to say things like that from time to time. Well, there was no denying that, when she did, there was this twitch of exhilaration that Alear would feel. It was a tingling, prickling, goosebumps-like sensation that would build in the nape of her neck, swelling rapidly. It would become a heat, soothing in nature, that spread outwards all throughout her central nervous system. Deep down, no matter how she might have reacted, there was only one truth: she didn't want this feeling to stop anytime soon.
"Let's grab some food on the way upstairs, shall we, dear? I think I'm feeling peckish after riding on a wyvern's back for so long to reach home."
"Of course." Alear said. Suddenly, her stomach let out a rumble. That shouldn't have been possible. She had already eaten before this, even sneaking some cake just to sate her urges before seeing her four gluttonous guests off. Zelestia took her hand off of Alear's buttocks and instead pat her on the second chin.
"Let's get something tasty for you too. You look like you could really some...cake, perhaps?" Zelestia was far too good at this; she may have been ever so casually goading her beloved into eating more and more over the course of a year or two. Ever since they had begun living together, perhaps. A deity as wonderful, incredible, INFALLIBLE as the Divine Dragon deserved all of the praise in the entire world. She deserved plenty of offerings and plenty of worship, oh yes, and what Zelestia did, ensuring Alear was well-fed, was her personal method of 'worship'.
Since Zelestia always seemed to know exactly what made her lover tick, there was no denying or beating around the bush with her. Alear may have been the Divine Dragon, always has been and always will be, but she was completely at the mercy of her most special devotee. There was no need for any extraneous words. Zelestia ordered for the finest cake they had available to be brought immediately to their bathing chambers. She had claimed that she had wanted food for herself as well, but Zelestia didn't seem actually interested in getting a meal. The only thing she wanted was for ALEAR to be the one who ate.
"Open your mouth wide, my dearest, and accept what I have to offer to you, the almighty, all-wonderful Divine Dragon." Zelestia purred as she slipped a forkful of sweet, moist carrot cake into Alear's mouth. The Divine Dragon accepted this 'gift' with eagerness, licking her lips after the fact. Her stomach let out another gurgle. She felt fortunate that her entire body, from the shoulders down, was underwater because it deeply muffled the rumbling sounds of her belly.
The two women sat across from one another in a very large wooden bathtub. Their legs were practically entangled. Zelestia had been in the midst of washing her horns when a maid had arrived with the dessert, the aforementioned carrot cake. The surface of the water was almost completely calm except for the two plates of cake casually floating across the surface, their destinations being nowhere in particular. They were prevented from sinking on account of a little magic beneath the plates. One of the plates bumped against Zelestia's right breast. She chuckled before poking at the cake with her fork to retrieve another piece to feed Alear.
"You seem to be hesitant." Zelestia noticed the expression on her beloved's face. Those softened features of hers served only to make her expressions all the more prominent and easier to read than ever. Alear shifted in the tub. Her breasts, which were of considerable size, gently bobbed on the surface of the water. She attempted to push them back down, but now that they had breached, they refused to be forcibly submerged again. Zelestia's eyes widened at such a sight.
"Your chest has certainly gotten bigger than mine! In such a short time, as well! It does make me want to see what would happen if we continued to let things play out as they have been. Divine Dragon, you continue to receive offerings by the carriage-full every single day. You should continue to accept their kindness, their GRATEFULNESS, because THEY are your worshipers and YOU are their deity. You use your incredible power to bring them the happiness, health and all of the food that they need to be able to survive. They happily share with you because there has been a surplus like no other before. Not even your mother, Lumera, was able to bring about a harvest of this quantity and quality. You should be proud...and you should accept ALL of the rewards you so rightfully deserve."
Zelestia put the fork down onto the plate and reached out her hand. She pressed the very tip of her index finger into the curve of Alear's left breast, really pushing it in deeply enough to make the red and blue haired woman shudder in response. Alear couldn't believe this. Her breasts were getting so BIG, and her face was getting so PUFFY, and her butt was threatening to SHATTER her throne right in two, yet Zelestia was advocating for putting aside all of these worthwhile concerns and to just EAT instead?
Alear was initially speechless. She didn't know what she could possibly say in response. She remained silent even as Zelestia removed the plates of cake from the bath altogether and moved in closer, saying that she should begin 'scrubbing' Alear in those 'hard to reach' places. Zelestia, however, knew EXACTLY what she was doing. With the horned woman touching her so, Alear couldn't keep herself quiet for very much longer. Her stomach rumbled again and this time it was loud enough for even Zelestia to hear.
"Don't worry, my Divine Dragon. As long as I'm here, you'll never have to worry about going hungry."
"Z...Zel...ZelLLLUUURRRAAPPPP...ugh..."
"There you go. You just made some more room. Once we're done here, I'll continue feeding you the rest of that cake, okay~?"
Meanwhile, the other women all made it back to their respective homes without any complications, bringing plenty of food along with them. They hadn't wanted to do it but Alear had been so insistent, no one could dare turn away the Divine Dragon's numerous gifts. Citrinne was actually slack-jawed at the sight of a whole carriage filled with stacks upon stacks of brown boxes, which in turn were stuffed to the point of overflowing with all kinds of food ranging from pumpkins and squash to frozen chicken and sausages. There was far too much for two women living together to be able to eat by themselves.
"Hiya Papaya, Big C! G-Good to see ya again! URP! Heh, excuse me there, I didn't mean to let that one out! BBLOOORRURP! Oh geez, I definitely didn't mean to let THAT one out either!"
Yunaka stepped out of the carriage letting out a huff and a puff. She was still gnawing on a loaf of bread and scratching at her chunky thigh all the while. The blonde couldn't help to gawk. When did Yunaka's legs get so big? Also, had she been eating the entire trip back? The redhead wiped her hands free of crumbs and rushed over to embrace Citrinne. There was definitely a feeling of softness that hadn't been so predominant before. It was...nice. Quite nice.
Princess Ivy was still weeping to herself over how terribly she missed the Divine Dragon even by the time she had returned home. Her younger sister Hortensia let out a heavy sigh upon seeing the makeup running in streams over her sister's chubby(?!) cheeks. She tried her best to comfort Ivy, rubbing her back and such, but the only thing that seemed to soothe Ivy's sadness best was a piece of something hot and greasy that was supposedly called 'fried chicken'. Hortensia really didn't know what had changed Ivy so much from this one trip. Maybe it had been a bad idea to let her see the Divine Dragon in person after all. Hopefully, she wouldn't keep putting on weight, at the very least.
Goldmary had nothing to say much to say about what had happened during their visit. Hortensia could have pestered her about it, but if she wasn't immediately speaking, then maybe there really wasn't a whole lot to say. Rosado couldn't help but be shocked by the presence of all of these boxes of food, some of which had already been opened by the carriage's passengers, but Goldmary offered no excuses for that either. She just kept chugging milkshakes, saying they were "just as perfect as me", and then she would burp.
"BHUUURP~! Ooh, I might have let that one slip out by accident. Please forgive me, dears. But you must admit, even my belches are PERFECT, no? HWWORRRURRP! Oh, there goes another one!"
Meanwhile, Chloe was still expected to fulfill her daily duties as a retainer, but Princess Celine was understanding enough if her dear friend wished to visit the local food market for some new delicacies to try. Her stomach may have been getting a bit too big for her eyes, though, or however the saying went. Celine noticed it all too well when Chloe returned from her trip to visit the Divine Dragon. Her stomach definitely appeared to have a roundness to it that hadn't been present before. When she finished downing some sort of drink that appeared to be purple and filled with grilled octopus tentacles, Chloe let out a very loud and unruly belch.
"BBBWWWOOORRRRPPP~! Heh heh heh, excuse me!" Chloe seemed to think it had been quite hilarious. Celine, on the other hand, was not so sure what was funny about it. She worried that Chloe would be too full for dinner later that evening, but she had enough of a second wind to gorge herself like usual still. It was as if all of the food she'd eaten earlier hadn't mattered in the slightest, but it DID matter, and it mattered because all of the fat left over went straight to her belly and thighs.
It didn't take the longest of times to be able to pick up on there being something very, very wrong. Obviously, these women had never tried to gain weight in the first place. Aside from Alear who may now begin gaining to appeal to Zelestia's 'unique' new tastes, there was nothing to be obtained for the others by letting themselves go. Certainly not for Yunaka, Chloe, Ivy and Goldmary, who still had a literal mountain's worth of duties expected to be fulfilled at any time of the day. Getting fat, getting out of shape, was supposed to be out of the question. 'SUPPOSED TO' being the key words.
In any ordinary situation, there would have been an immediate reaction to try and solve the pervading issue. However, because they were enjoying themselves so much, response time was slow. Exceedingly slow, to the point that it would already be too late by the time any of them if they actually did get around to doing something. Dieting wasn't an option, that's for sure. Chloe loved to eat too much, Ivy didn't want to waste anything given to her by the Divine Dragon, Yunaka was looking to live a lazy life, and Goldmary thought she was too perfect to gain weight.
The food that they had on hand could be used to make anything that they wanted. Magic was incredibly useful for more than just combat, after all, and having the ingredients immediately available essentially meant that nothing was off of the table. If they wanted to eat something, then it was only a matter of time to have it prepared. There were literally no limits. No one could stop them. At Zelestia's behest, Alear established specific routes from which food would be delivered directly to the homes of her companions on a consistent basis. After all, with every new harvest, there was always going to be enough food to fill all of their bellies and then some...maybe even more than 'then some'.
The signs weren't immediate, of course, but they weren't exactly subtle either. Goldmary should have known best. She could have, should have, seen the signs coming from practically miles away. She was so attentive to every single aspect of her appearance, straight down to even the condition of her toenails, but this time, she had allowed a newfound addiction take root inside of her, sprout its devious little buds and then blossom each and every flower to its fullest, healthiest color. Goldmary had become a total pig of a woman. Ironically, she was fated to be the 'smallest' of the group of gorgers, but not by all that much.
"You're seriously trying to act like you haven't been pigging out for the last month! Really? You? Come on, I know you're conceited, Goldmary, but surely you're not THAT far up your own ass!" Etie could barely even hold back her laughter. Scratch that, she made absolutely no attempt to do so. In fact she was downright chortling, even snorting for good measure. She thought it was utterly hilarious that her friend from Elusia would actually believe that her consistent eating never caught up to her in the major way that it had.
"Hmph! Don't you dare say such crass things to me! You simply have no idea what it's like to be so -BWRRAAAP- perfect!" Goldmary let out a huff and a puff. She was a tad exhausted after the 'long' trek that it had taken to reach Etie's place. That is, waddling up along the dirt path that stretched between the main road and her front door. Hard to blame her, though; Goldmary HAD to have been feeling tired after lugging around those enlarged 'assets' of hers. Etie couldn't take her eyes off of them, no matter how hard she tried. They were ENORMOUS. What kind of royal retainer, expected to fight with her life on the line to protect her princess, would waddle around with breasts big enough that they just became wobbling, bouncing targets? Sure, a woman couldn't help how her body may grow, but clearly Goldmary could have done something to some extent because she had only gotten so big from her overeating.
Etie sort of wanted to put her hands on them. She sort of wanted to feel just how heavy they must have been. She sort of wanted to really squeeze firmly, feel the flesh poke in between her fingers, and marvel at just how SOFT it all really was. Not to mention those chubby cheeks on her face! That double-chin too! She had always been pretty, there was no way to avoid that truth, but somehow Goldmary's plumpened facial features made her look more appealing than ever.
Etie bit down on her lower lip and turned her head away. She needed to get her thoughts in order or else she was going to just totally lose it. Goldmary cocked her head to the side. She didn't notice how her friend had been observing her with a highly salacious gaze.
"I'll have you know that I don't plan on being like this forever! I can lose the weight ANYTIME that I want! For me, it'd be all too simple! In any case, if you don't plan on continuing to mock and deride me, then perhaps you can do me a favor and bring me something to eat? After all of that travel, I'm FAMISHED!" Goldmary groaned. She reached behind and tugged on the straps of her bra. The poor thing wouldn't likely last for another minute, neither the bra she wore nor Goldmary herself for that matter.
"Sure, what do you want?"
"How about," Goldmary smirked from between her chubby, rose-tinted cheeks, "Some baked potatoes?"
Etie narrowed her eyes in suspicion. "...Oh, you did NOT just say that!"
Meanwhile, Yunaka had definitely packed on the pounds since her fateful dinner at the Divine Dragon's palace. The plucky redhead with black and white stars scattered in her hair hadn't tried to cut back on her growing gluttonous urges even in the slightest. She was kept well by and watched under the care of her beloved Citrinne at almost all times of the day. However, the noblewoman didn't really know what she was doing. Her life of excessive luxury made it difficult for her to comprehend when she was 'overdoing' things. Yunaka could have easily spoken up and asked Citrinne to not pamper her so much, if she had really wanted to. It simply never occurred to her to do so.
Yunaka was stirred awake, as she often was nowadays, from a scent wafting into her bedroom. The scent of dinner, to be precise. It smelled like...pot roast. There was some aroma of mushrooms as well. She could tell that there was gravy too. Yunaka licked her lips. A smile stretched across her fat face, making her jowls quiver and her two thick chins jiggle. She had such pronounced facial features, her neck was as much of a ring of fat as her chins were. Yunaka attempted to roll out of bed. She was not just hefty in the face, she was hefty all over too. Her chest and her stomach had both seen impressive growth. Her arms were definitely of the doughy variety. However, nothing could compare to the sheer girth of her posterior. Her ass cheeks had left a permanent and deep indent into the bed's mattress, for instance.
"Hmph...gotta...just gotta get up..." Yunaka grumbled under her breath, reaching out for the nightstand beside her. "I...I'll be right there..."
Yunaka had been deep into her own slumber at the time, snoring excessively as always. Whenever she snored, the very walls would shudder. Being suddenly awoken like this left her groggy. Still, she didn't intend to give up. She tried rolling right out of bed. She had to be careful, of course, because if she rolled too fast or too far, there was a genuine chance that she could end up falling onto the bedroom floor. If that happened, she might not be able to get up without assistance. Yunaka's own ass tended to make normal movement next to impossible when lying in certain positions or at certain angles.
Using the nightstand as her support, Yunaka was able to get up onto her feet. She was more than a little out of breath. Her ass cheeks were large, pale, soft and so very chunky in texture. They practically drooped down the backs of her bloated thighs. Yunaka had to wear the largest underwear that Citrinne could afford for her; it was already starting to feel tight enough that it rubbed into the crack of her ass. The redhead casually tugged on her underwear as she began to waddle towards the bedroom door. Preparing to squeeze herself through, Yunaka turned slightly sideways and sidled into the doorway.
Citrinne happened to walk by when she discovered Yunaka tightly, firmly, inescapably wedged within the door's frame. "Ah! Oh, Yunaka, you're certainly stuck, aren't you?"
"H-Hiya...Papaya..." Yunaka grimaced. An abundance of sweat was already making her fleshy features glisten brightly in the corridor's light. She would prefer more to go back INSIDE of the bedroom rather than leave it. She wanted to lay back down onto her bed and eat right there. Why did she have to put in the effort to go to the dining hall when the staff could bring the food to her instead? Yunaka licked her lips as the aroma from downstairs brushed by her nostrils again. Yes, that might not be such a bad idea, after all.
Over in Elusia, after seeing Goldmary off on her trip to visit Etie, Princess Ivy had been ordered to immediately begin working out as soon as possible. She'd let herself go far too much already. Hortensia may have been her younger sibling between them, but she could certainly be persuasive when she wished to be. She could also be very loud.
"You've been getting way too flabby lately! I always find you stuffing your face over and over again! What do you think you're doing, constantly eating and letting yourself get so out of shape? Are you trying to impress the Divine Dragon or something? She already has a wife! You, meanwhile, my dearest sister, haven't even tried to rid yourself of 'single' status in the slightest! Look at that belly of yours? You think you can walk around as ROYALTY looking like that? Put down those hot dogs and start working out already!"
Ivy was unable to get a word in edge-wise; she knew she couldn't argue with Hortensia because everything she said was all so very true. There was no reason for her to be engorging herself on all of this food, especially the hot dogs that she enjoyed most, and allowing her waistline to go to waste like this. Her abdomen had expanded greatly in recent days. Her stomach jutted out so far that she could not see her own feet without leaning. Ivy could feel the weight pulling her down by her backside too. Ivy had broken more chairs in the last two weeks than she ever had in her entire life beforehand. On her face, she possessed both an incredibly spherical set of cheeks and a doughy chin that covered her neck. Her chest had seemed substantial in her slimmer days, but now, her belly and backside easily eclipsed her breasts.
"I-I'll try and exercise, Hortensia, I promise." Ivy hung her head, completely in defeat. She even begrudgingly put down her latest hot dog. "BHUUURP...e-excuse me...mmph..."
"Good! You should hurry up and get to it already! Try taking some laps around the castle grounds! That would be a good start!"
Ivy changed into some sweats that Alear had recently mailed to her. Truly, the Divine Dragon was always watching over her and seeing what it was that she needed when she needed it. As it would later turn out, the Divine Dragon had sent pairs of sweats to the other three women as well. Ivy would not learn about this until later. For now, she was simply so grateful that she had been purposefully 'signaled out' by her deity like this. Her belly rumbled with excitement.
The overweight woman managed to somehow squeeze her big butt and thunder thighs into the sweatpants. Somehow she managed the same with her sweatshirt as well, tucking her extremely pregnant-looking belly inside. She had to remove her favorite headdress, of course, but she didn't think running around with that thing on would have been the best idea regardless. Ivy was not feeling very confident in her prospects as she waddled out to the castle grounds. She wanted to love these sweats because they were the Divine Dragon's gift, but they were so TIGHT all over her body. She could feel herself getting pinched in a great number of places that she didn't want to believe could be possible. Profuse tugging on her chest, around her belly and under her buttocks wasn't what she had in mind to do when getting ready for a run.
Still, Ivy did the very best she could to prove that she could lose this unsightly weight of hers...only to give up and collapse after about halfway through the first lap. Ivy flopped onto her gut and belched into the grass in complete defeat.
Hortensia had expected as much. Though she didn't look particularly happy about it, and she WASN'T, Hortensia strolled up to her supersized sister with an extra large, overloaded hot dog in hand. She waved the hot dog over her head. The heavenly scent made Ivy finally open her eyes.
"You need to try better next time, Ivy. Here, since you probably won't even move until you get one." Hortensia handed over the treat. Ivy eagerly munched away even while warm tears shimmered in her eyes. She hoped that she could figure out how to curb this newfound appetite of hers...or else she might actually blow up so big that the Divine Dragon herself may turn her head in shame. Ivy, who was forever fearful of letting down her deity, didn't want that to happen.
However, there was no one who seemed to enjoy all of these offerings and the effect it had on both her appetite and her waistline as a certain retainer from the Kingdom of Firene. Chloe was, by far, the greatest eater of the bunch and she always would be. The mere thought of getting to try unique, new food always excited her like nothing else. She had such an incredible appreciation for gastronomy that she would willingly eat things that almost no one in their right mind would eat. She would eat the kinds of foods willingly that most villages prepared because they had no other choice. One of her most recent favorites was jellied rattlesnake on a stick. It tasted surprisingly good when you tossed a few pepper flakes on there for heat!
"I think we should be almost there, Chloe." Merrin walked hand in hand with the other woman. She was another knight who had served well on the Divine Dragon's side during the war. She had left her wolf companion to guard the home while she and her darling took to the marketplace. Chloe had insisted on going out to try some new food after catching rumors about foreign visitors setting up shop in town. Whenever people from outside Firene showed up, they likely had brought plenty of unique and fascinating recipes with them, which Chloe simply couldn't help but want to try for herself.
However, it wasn't so easy for Chloe these days. She needed Merrin to come with her not only for the company but for support as well. Not emotional support so much as actual, literal, physical support. Chloe was a tremendous apple's worth of a greedy glutton, shaped as round and ripe as the fruit itself. She was not the type who could be expected to cover long distances on her own two feet, not anymore. She had such a large stomach, overfed to the extreme, that it seemed to encompass the majority of her abdomen. Her chubby arms were forced to somewhat extend themselves from her sides. On her face, Chloe's cheeks, effervescent with numerous dimples, and several slabs of chin fat couldn't have done anything more except make her appear even cuter. People in the busy market streets always made sure to step aside when they saw her waddling towards them. Merrin was more amused about it all than anything else.
"You're almost there, so don't worry. We can take a rest once we grab a few things." Merrin reassured her. It wasn't at all easy to hold onto her lover's hand, which was so pudgy and pulpy these days. However, come what may, no matter the potential circumstances, she would make sure that she could still grasp that hand like always. Merrin would never, ever let go of that hand even if it inflated to several times its original size. Chloe, in all of her sublime portliness, looked over at Merrin, who now realized that she had been staring at the other woman for too long. Their eyes met. Chloe smiled. Merrin smiled right back, but then her brow furrowed.
"Actually, you're not looking too hot, Chloe. Are you okay?" Merrin asked, but she supposed that was a pointless thing to inquire, because a woman of such colossal size and weight would definitely NOT be okay after having been out here in the heat, among the hustle and bustle, for this long of a time.
"I could probably use a seat sooner than I thought, yeah." Chloe said with a weary chuckle.
Merrin led Chloe over to a nearby bench that happened to be empty. Chloe sat down, her entire bulk practically spreading out around her as she did so. The dress that she wore, it was basically just big enough to cover her body these days. The underside of her belly, all of that chunky blubber, would be visible to the naked eye if you just looked at her from the right angle. Merrin, knelt down on one knee in front of Chloe, was at that exact aforementioned angle. She tried not to stare as she spoke to the rotund retainer.
"You're definitely okay?"
"I'll be okay, Merrin. Thank you." Chloe reassured the blonde. She paused to wipe some stray strands of hair clinging to her sweaty face. "I could go for...mmm...a snack, if that'd be okay with you?"
Merrin smiled and nodded. She left for only a few moments, returning with some kind of meat on a stick. It was glazed over with some sort of sweet honey and covered in crunchy, little flakes. The meat itself was mild and firm, chicken-y with a fishy aftertaste. All of the sweet honey and corn flakes added some more flavor and texture to the meat that would otherwise be ordinary. Chloe eagerly devoured the entire thing within seconds. Merrin watched as the far larger woman beside her almost literally inhaled the meat off of its stick.
"I think that was..." Chloe took a moment to purse her lips and ruminate on the flavor, then burped. "HHHWWOORRRP~! Oh, it was alligator, right?"
"That's right! Wow, I should have known you'd get it right away!" Merrin laughed out loud.
"Heh heh heh! URP! Well, you're as cool as ever, you know, picking out exactly what I would want to eat." Chloe giggled. The two women leaned into each other and affectionately bumped their noses together. A sweet little gesture between the two of them. This was something that they did often since getting both of her arms around Chloe's elephantine middle wasn't the easiest thing for Merrin to accomplish these days.
The women ate and ate and ate. They enjoyed all of the splendor and everything that it had to offer. They were never left for wanting, not even for a second. Thanks to the incredible power of the Divine Dragon and its positive influence over the lives of her many citizens, Alear was able to ensure that the harvests of each month were always at their greatest recorded yet. The growths of the five women happened to correlate, surely by coincidence, with the crop production in the surrounding areas. Instead of being ridiculed for their obesity, the women were actually encouraged to fatten up further. Their enjoyment and by extension their size were the perfect indicators that the splendor was never-ending.
There were a few futile attempts made to try and reverse their progress before it became too late, but they certainly never got anywhere. Once it had started, it was already over for the five women. Alear the Divine Dragon and her four subjects Ivy, Yunaka, Chloe and Goldmary...they had sealed their fat fates after the very first meal. The food, they just couldn't get enough of the food. Everything was so good and so delicious. They were thoroughly addicted.
When it came time to meet one another again, things were quite different. The carriages that they had originally arrived in, they had to be replaced with larger and sturdier family-sized horse-drawn vehicles. There was absolutely no way that Yunaka's gargantuan tush could fit on an ordinary carriage without shattering the whole thing in half. Goldmary needed all of the space she could possibly get only so that her breasts could properly breathe. The less that could be said about Chloe and Ivy, who were far bigger than either of those two, the better. It took half a dozen horses between them to drag their massive selves back to the Divine Dragon's palace for the latest feast.
It wasn't easy getting off of the carriages, either. They received some assistance from the riders themselves, but they were still some very hefty and out of shape women that could barely do anything for themselves anymore. Chloe was so large at this point that if she were to accidentally lose her footing and fall on top of someone smaller than her, she could legitimately crush them with her weight. She didn't want to do that, of course, so she took every step exceedingly slowly and with great caution. That had the unfortunate side-effect of tiring her out very, very quickly.
Ivy had to deal with both her stomach and her buttocks giving her plenty of trouble. She waddled out with a hot dog in her hand, already half-eaten. She scarfed it down in her next bite so that she wouldn't be caught gnawing on the treat for very long. She belched into her chubby fist and slapped at her belly twice to get some digestive bubbles under control. Yunaka had to keep on tugging on her underwear over and over because it was pinching her so deeply, she hated it so much. Her flabby inner-thighs kept clapping against each other over and over again. Goldmary couldn't do almost anything about her breasts. Her plump paunch wasn't able to support them anymore than the makeshift bra she had Etie construct for her. Her chest wouldn't stop BOUNCING.
Alear welcomed her friends to her home just as she had done before. Now, however, she required the aid of Zelestia to ensure that she could remain standing upright. Alear was gargantuan, humongous, absolutely monumental. She was the fattest of the five women by far. Somehow, mainly because of all of Zelestia's spoiling, Alear had grown into a literal half-ton blob. Only the grace of true divinity could be claimed as the possible reason why she still had any mobility left available to her. Her breasts were so overgrown that they almost completely overtook her stomach. They were lurching forth like the blowing winds weaving throuh blades of grass atop rolling hills. They filled a grand six feet of width in front of her and at least four feet in front of her. They had some sag to them on account of their heft, of course. Her nipples were swollen, head-sized bumps concealed beneath a thin, white curtain of a dress. Her backside was literally so huge that those cheeks could reach to the floor. How those legs could even lift to take a single step was anyone's guess.
Zelestia had her hand on Alear's shoulder. Alear herself took several deep breaths, both to pull herself together and because talking was a very strenuous effort for her nowadays. She had the fattest, puffiest, fluffiest face possible, but Zelestia had to hold herself back from trying to kiss it. She didn't want to risk embarrassing the Divine Dragon in front of her assortment of wide and waddling worshipers. Alear kept gulping air, but it didn't help as much as she wished it did. Zelestia hoped that these four guests could take a nice long look at the Divine Dragon. They were going to be EXACTLY like her someday...not in terms of godliness, obviously, but certainly in terms of morbid obesity.
"Welcome...to my home...it's so wonderful to see...all of you again...URRRP...e-excuse me...I have a big feast...BWOORP...r-ready for us...HHWWWOORRRP...oough, I promise...heh heh heh...that all of that burping isn't because I'd just eaten it all...GWOOORRRPP~!"
There was this sense of tension that had not been present before during their last visit. That tension may have been because the women all knew that once they entered that palace, they would inevitably be gorging themselves nearly to bursting yet again. It may have also been because they would have to climb the tall staircase at the front entrance to be able to reach the floor with the dining hall. Stairs...they were an enemy that was a greater threat to their well-being than any corrupted soldier swinging a broadsword. Ivy was especially reluctant to try and climb stairs. The last time she did, she almost fell right over on top of Hortensia.
"It's going to be...alright..." Alear tried to reassure them, even if she didn't seem to believe it very much herself.
The other four women put everything they had into climbing those stairs. Despite how tired they were, there was no other choice. It was imperative that they made it to the very top step regardless of the struggle. They had traveled this whole way here, exhausting themselves to the brink of losing consciousness, but it was more important than ever that they could be alongside their dear Divine Dragon. The strain that came with lifting those chubby feet of theirs was difficult to describe, but it certainly was anything but pleasant. They were forcing themselves to do something they really didn't want to. Without any kind of aid, even.
There were some regrets shared among the women, of course there would be, but overall they had, at the very least, begrudgingly accepted their new fat fates. Some liked it more than others. Some had those who were special to them that they could share in the splendor of their bodies with. Some did not. The bigger they became, the more the chance something might change someday. They would certainly need to rely on ASSISTANCE if they intended to live their lives as women so large that ordinary feats of mobility would become a strain.
"You all did...g-great...to make your way up here...URRRP..." Alear congratulated her friends for something they had once been able to do with almost no effort whatsoever. Yunaka smiled weakly through the veil of sweat on her face. Ivy, Chloe and Goldmary all did the same. They were either inhaling and exhaling extremely hard or constantly panting with their tongues dangling. Alear waved for them to follow her. Zelestia stepped aside, giggling to herself. She had barely put on a single pound since all of this had started, exactly as she intended.
The Divine Dragon's beloved hurried in a different direction than the five colossal women. She needed to go and check on the kitchen. If the chefs were not yet done with the food, then it would be wise for them to work even faster. The sooner that a meal was ready, the sooner that the Divine Dragon and her guests would be able to EAT. Those poor, big bellies of theirs were always in need of being filled!