Chapter 2: Building Tension
As the months passed Aletha pit her all into helping her kingdom grow stable a prosperous.
She attended council meetings late into the evenings discussing policy decisions and trade agreements. Aletha was great at her job. She was able to negotiate
treaties with foreign powers and maintain stability among warring factions. She had become a symbol of hope and unity in the land of Valera.
As a result of her diplomacy her kingdoms agriculture and trade flourished
, attracting wealth and prosperity beyond measure.
Her rule was just and fair, inspiring awe and respect in her followers. After Valera reached a point were Aletha felt it was stable and prosperous she decided she could finally allow herself to relax
a bit. She decided to throw feasts and enjoy the hot spring
pools in the palace garden. These events would involve days of eating and dancing, filled with music and laughter. Aletha had maintained her appetite from her days as a battle hardened warrior and the feasts gave her and opportunity to indulge a little. Roast beef, potatoes
, chicken, breads, cheeses from every part of the kingdom. The sweets were particularly irresistible. Baked apples with cinnamon, honeyed figs, chocolate cakes, puddings. Everywhere you looked there is some delicious treat to try. At first, Aletha enjoyed these indulgences, savoring the flavors and textures of each dish. But as the weeks wore on, every meal became a challenge to resist temptation. Aletha would feast at night and relax in the hot springs during the day. Aletha was really enjoying relaxing after working hard for so long.
She would sit on plush cushions under the shade of a large tree near the pool, sipping sweet fruit wine with only her handmaids present. Then she would strip down to her birthday suit and take a dip in the hot spring
pools in the gardens. As the months passed, Aletha's body start to undergo some changes. When she had been a warrior, fight and exercising all day, eat excessively was no problem. But now that Aletha was a queen who spent most of her day sitting around
, the extra pounds started to pile on. She tried to ignore it at first, telling herself that she deserved to indulge after years of hardship. So she kept eating rich foods
and drinking fine wines.
After all, wasn't that the whole point of ruling a kingdom? To bask in its riches? But soon enough, mirrors and tight dresses began to betray her. They reflected what she hadn't allowed herself to see: a plump, soft figure that had replaced the lean, muscular warrior she used to be. She had always had a pear shape
, but now it was exaggerated by the additional weight. Her hips had widened significantly
, her thighs were getting plump and were starting to rub together when she walked.
The extra weight gave her belly a rounder shape. Aletha still retained her beautiful hourglass figure, but the curves were starting to soften and swell. As she sat in the pool, admiring the lilies floating on the surface, she couldn't help but acknowledge the changes taking place in her body.
"Majesty," a young handmaid approached, carrying a tray loaded with pastries and fruits. "Would you like anything else to eat?"
Aletha hesitated briefly, her gaze falling on the array of tempting treats. She looked down at her rounding belly
and sighed . "Well, may e nust one or two," she said softly, motioning for the handmaid to set the tray next to Aletha.
The young girl did as instructed, smiling shyly before retreating to the periphery of the gathering.
Aletha sighed inwardly, staring blankly at the delectable array of pastries. "Is it really so wrong to indulge in the finer things life offers?" she mused aloud, half expecting a response from the pool's tranquil waters.
She picked up a small pastry, examining it closely, running her fingers across its smooth surface. It seemed almost sinful to consume such perfection without a second thought.
With a heavy sigh, Aletha picked up the tiny pastry and popped it into her mouth, savoring the explosion of flavors and textures. She closed her eyes, letting the sweetness envelop her, transporting her back to the days when she was a warrior, fighting for survival on the battlefield.
As she day dreamed she mindlessly ate all the food on the tray. After her meal she looked down at her full belly. Maybe this new lazy life isn't so bad?
Aletha thought. "
As the months passed Aletha's gluttony
and lack of exercise led to rapid weight gain. She was stuffing her face with sugary sweets and fattening meats.
It was a change she had never expected, but it felt good in the moment. After a lifetime of struggle and sacrifice, she had earned a break. Besides, she rationalized, she was entitled to a bit of fun. What better way to celebrate the security of her kingdom than with lavish feasts and decadent desserts?
"More cake your Majesty?
" asked one of the handmaids, offering a beautifully decorated slice of chocolate cake.
Aletha glanced between the plate and the young girl, a guilty grin spreading across her face. "Sure, why not?" she chuckled, reaching for the fork.
The cake melted in her mouth, releasing a wave of sweet, rich flavors that transported her back to simpler times. The days when she fought alongside her comrades, sharing a piece of meat and a bottle of wine, were long gone.
Now, Aletha sat on her throne, feasting on exotic delicacies that were brought to her table. Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she cut into the succulent dessert. The dress she was wearing was rather tight
and uncomfortable due to her increased size. Her round belly strained the side seams of her dress and her round breasts threatened to overflow from the top. Her wide hips had only grown wider giving her a voluptuous divine.
" Can you believe how fat the queen is getting. It's no wonder she's getting so big. She's eating constantly. I saw her eating an entire cheesecake the other day." A servant said just out of Aletha's earshot.
"You should have seen the queen last night. She was going ham on the buffet, she wolfed down three servings of turkey legs and six slices of apple pie. I swear you could hear her chomping on the candied yams from the other end of the room."
For the Queen still looked amazing. She had a glow about her that showed her divine right to rule.
Oh wow! I'm so full the queen thought to herself. But for some reason she kept having the servants bring her more and more food. There was something about her new bluntness lifestyle that really turned her on every day. She looked less and less like a warrior and more and more like a spoiled queen. But the queen took good care for servants and said they took good care of her. They fed her cookies and cakes and pies. They gave her whatever she wanted. As she grew fatter. She grew lazier and lazier. She started having her servants hand feed her . And she would eat until she felt like she was going to burst.
. Oh my god, she thought to herself as she stuffed another bite in her mouth. That tastes so fucking good. This feels so fucking good. I need it. I need it now.
Queen Aletha was now growing into a true queen. Her frame was no longer thin, but instead robust and powerful. She reveled in the sensation of her newfound abundance, the soft fabric of her clothes hugging her curves perfectly. The queen could sense the lustful gazes of her servants, their hungry eyes drinking in her ample form.
Their stares lingered on her full figure, appreciating the soft swells of flesh that had once been toned and lean. Aletha smirked, knowing that her appetites had left her vulnerable to their desires. Yet, she welcomed the attention, reveling in the power dynamics that now existed between them.
After another year the queen realized the things were starting to get out of hand. Her constant feeding had made her quite large. Her legs were so plump that she struggled to walk like she used to and now had to waddle around the castle. Bella hungover her panties and started to cover her pubic mound. It jiggled as she walked. Her breasts were even starting to get really large but her nipples were still perky. But of course your hips work expanding most of all giving her a very wide sway as she walked through the castle. She was getting worried. Worried that she was getting fat too fast and that she would have trouble moving around soon. But she couldn't stop herself. Her appetite was ravenous. Even in between meals she was thinking about her next meal.