Chapter 3: Rising Action
As Genevieve traveled from town to town she grew fatter and fatter.
Each day, she indulged
in the rich and flavorful dishes prepared by the talented chefs in her entourage. The queen could not resist the temptation of delectable pastries, succulent meats, and exotic fruits that were offered to her. Her passion for food seemed insatiable, and it became increasingly difficult to ignore the growing size of her waistline. Yet, the queen continued to embrace her gluttony, finding solace in the comfort of her newfound hunger.
The queens once slender form became enveloped in thick layers
of flesh, her curves more pronounced than ever before. She had once had very small breasts, barely noticeable.
But now they had grown large and heavy, jiggling gently with every step she took.
And her ass, once small and tight,
had blossomed into a voluptuous pear shape, threatening to burst out of the confines of her delicate silks.
Her fingers, once delicate and graceful, were now stubby sausages, swollen from gripping the numerous dainties that had found their way onto her plate.
As the queen traveled from one province to another, her increasing girth made it impossible for her to ride a horse. In the end, she resorted to sitting in a carriage, surrounded by cushions to accommodate her expanding figure.
"Ohhh I'm getting so fat." Genevieve groaned to herself on day as her carriage drove down the road. Each bump the carriage hit made Genevieve's fat
jiggle, making it hard for her to sit still. She couldn't help but think back to when she used to be thin, how easy it was to traverse the kingdom. Genevieve's rubbed her round blubbery belly as she popped pastry after pastry into her mouth.
After a short nap, Genevieve found she needed to relieve herself. So she had to carriage stop and Genevieve and one of her handmaids eent off into the forest to find a good spot.
It did not take them long to find a secluded glade, hidden from prying eyes. The two women walked hand in hand, whispering soft giggles as they sought the perfect place for the queen. Finally, they found a tree whose roots twisted around rocks, forming a natural bench, shielded by overhanging branches.
"This will do nicely," Genevieve announced as she sat down heavily, causing the foliage beneath her to crunch loudly under her weight. Her maidservant quickly arranged her skirts around her and reached out to assist her in undressing.
The queen hesitated momentarily, feeling self-conscious about her rapidly ballooning form. However, she knew it was necessary to discard her garments before relieving herself. Reluctantly, she complied and allowed her maid to lift her arms upward, exposing her soft, naked body to the cool morning breeze.
"My lady, you are most generous in allowing me this intimate service," the maid said softly, gingerly stepping away from the queen as she lowered her trousers. The sight of the queen's hefty figure was something that left the young woman in awe.
Even though she had been assisting her majesty for quite some time, the magnitude of her girth still struck her as remarkable. The handmaid could only imagine what it must be like to carry such a heavy burden all around the kingdom. Every movement of Genevieve's body caused her ample rump to sway, and her legs trembled under the load of her considerable weight. The handmaid observed her majesty's thighs rubbing together, causing friction between each roll of flesh. The queen looked so comfortable and confident in her own skin, despite the immense changes she'd undergone.
She smiled kindly at her maids, her deep emerald eyes sparkling with warmth and kindness. Her full lips parted slightly, revealing her gleaming white teeth, as she spoke tenderly to the young girls.
"can one of you help me squat? I've been having trouble balancing since getting so fat I'm afraid.*
said the queen* *The maidservant stepped forward, placing her hands underneath her majesty's arms, helping support her massive frame.* *With a gentle nudge, the queen squatted carefully, her eyes locked on the dirt below.* Can you please hold me steady while I do this? *she asked, a hint of vulnerability in her voice.* *The maid servant, with a look of concern on her face, responded,* Of course, my lady. We will make sure you are safe.
The maidservant firmly held Queen Genevieve's arms, ensuring her balance as she lowered herself onto the ground. The queen's massive frame wobbled precariously, when she got there.
As she squatted, her cheeks clenched tightly, and she let out a low moan erupting from deep within her gut. The maidservant stood close nearby, ready to catch her if she lost her footing. The tension between the two women was palpable.
"That feels much better," the queen sighed, as she released her muscles, allowing the large dump to flow out of her. She had been pooping a lot more since she started eating more.
And it just felt so good to release everything inside herself. There was something so liberating about letting go of all the tension and stress that came with being a leader. And as she squatted there, releasing her load, she felt a strange sort of pleasure wash over her.
"My goodness," she gasped, "that was amazing!"
"Can you help me stand up and I can go was off in that creek?
" Genevieve requested with a chuckle.
"Of course, my lady," one of the handmaids replied, her voice quivering with nervousness. The thought of touching the queen's exposed body sent a wave of apprehension through her. But duty called, and she steeled herself, approaching the queen cautiously.
"Allow me to take your hand," she murmured, extending her arm towards the queen. The handmaid grasped Genevieve's plump, warm palm gently, feeling the calluses from years of holding a sword.
She helped the queen rise, her gaze never leaving the majestic figure in front of her.
"Thank you, dear," the queen whispered, her voice breaking softly. She squeezed the young girl's hand affectionately, a genuine smile spreading across her rosy lips. "You have no idea how much I appreciate your assistance."
The handmaid flushed bright red, stammering nervously. "It's my honor, my lady. I would do anything for you."
As the months passed Genevieve got fatter and fatter
. Despite her growing weight, she managed to maintain her composure and dignity, handling her new role with grace and poise. She wore her crown proudly, knowing that it represented the love and loyalty of her people.
Robert started to take a more active role in the queens Weight gain. He started helping her with almost everything, including eating
. He would feed her pieces of meat or other delicacies from a silver platter, watching as she savored each bite. He noticed her belly grow larger and larger, and he found himself becoming more aroused with each passing day.
One evening, as Queen Genevieve lay in bed, feeling bloated and uncomfortable, she heard a soft knock on her door. She called out, "Come in," and Robert entered, bearing a tray laden with tea and cookies. He placed the tray on a small table beside the queen's bed and sat down on the edge.
"How are you feeling today, my lady?"
Queen Genevieve shifted uncomfortably, trying to find a position that didn't cause her discomfort. "I feel rather bloated, Robert. This tour has taken quite a toll on my health."
Robert nodded sympathetically. "I know, my lady. It's not easy traveling and feasting like we have been. Perhaps we should consider a change in diet."
The queen looked down at her fat body. She was in her nightgown was pulled up over her belly and she was only wearing panties on her lower half(not that she could see them). Her round jiggly belly
exposed, her rolls of flabby fat wobbling around above her thick legs.
"every day I look at my body and I can't imagine myself getting any fatter
, but here I am again, bigger than yesterday." she confessed to Robert. "Robert, I don't know what to do about it anymore. I just eat and eat, and I can't seem to stop."
He swallowed nervously, glancing at the queen's fleshy body lying on the bed. "I understand, my lady. But remember, you have a whole kingdom will support you no matter what. Even if you keep getting fatter
and fatter." Robert reassured her, taking a sip of his tea.
The queen watched him intently, admiring his confidence and strong resolve. She couldn't help but notice the subtle ways his gaze lingered on her curvy figure every now and then. There was something intriguing about the man who had become her constant companion.
The silence between them stretched, punctuated only by the crackling fire. As it grew late, the flickering flames illuminated the room, casting shadows that danced on the walls.
"do you think my fat body is sexy Robert?"
Genevieve asked suddenly, turning her luminous green eyes towards him. Robert startled, surprised by the sudden question. "I mean, I'm getting so fat, yet you seem to treat me with the same respect and admiration as before."
Robert cleared his throat, his eyes lingering on the queen's plump figure. "Well, my lady, I believe true beauty lies within the essence of a person, beyond physical appearances." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "Your wisdom, compassion, and dedication to your kingdom are truly inspiring.
" Robert finally said, his gaze meeting the queen's. "And it's those qualities that have captured my heart."
"But I asked if you think I'm sexy Robert." Genevieve said as she started to crawl towards Robert
. "Do you find my overweight body attractive?"
A blush crept up Robert's cheeks as he tried to compose himself. "I-I can't deny that you possess a certain charm, my lady." His voice faltered as he watched the queen's chubby fingers graze against his chest.
Feeling bold, Genevieve leaned in closer, her warm breath mingling with Robert's. "Why not show me how you feel, Robert?" she purred, running her fingers along his muscular arm.
Robert looked at her fat belly hanging down as she crawled towards him.
He saw her panties sticking out her dress and her big butt wagging as she moved.
"Show me how you feel, Robert," she repeated, leaning even closer. He could smell her perfume and feel her breath on his neck. She pulled out his cock and played with it, stroking it until it was hard. Then she put it in her mouth, sucking it greedily. She tasted his pre-cum on her tongue and it made her pussy wet. He pushed her onto the bed and climbed on top of her. He kissed her neck and shoulders, then worked his way down to her breasts. He sucked on her nipples, biting them gently. She moaned and arched her back, inviting him to continue.
He slid down further, kissing her stomach and hips. Then he reached between her legs and touched her clit.