Chapter 2: Building Tension
Remer sought entertainment in the form of his snow women. He had them dance senusously around him, running their soft hands or silk sashes over his bulging belly. Bending and twisting and reveling his own hand's craftsmanship in the snow women's form, Remer indulged himself in their adoration. While he took in the spectacle, he idlily grazed upon a tray of delectable pastries he had Freya make, his massive mound of a belly quietly creaking with each indulgent bite.
This display of gluttony worried and allured Anya.
As he grazed, he slowly realized he was running out of his treats.
He looked around, his eyes scanning the room for more. "Anya, my dear, where are the rest of the treats?" he asked, his voice a low rumble.
Anya, who had been quietly observing the scene from the shadows, stepped forward. "I'm sorry, Master," she said, her voice calm and steady. "I thought you had enough. I didn't want to overindulge you."
Remer's eyes narrowed, his expression turning from one of lust to one of annoyance. "Overindulge me? Anya, I am a Yeti sorcerer. I can eat as much as I want. And I want more." He ran his hands over his overindulged belly, and looked around.
"Nadya! Bring me more pastries!" He bellowed , his voice echoing through the ice palace. Nadya, who had been quietly watching the scene from a distance, jumped at the sound of her name. She hurried forward, her eyes wide with fear and determination.
"I'll get them right away, Master," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. She turned to leave, but Remer's voice stopped her in her tracks.
"Wait, Nadya," he said, his voice a low growl. She turned back to face him, her eyes meeting his. "You know that I don't like to be kept waiting.
And I'm not in the mood for your clumsiness today, Nadya," Remer said, his voice a low rumble. Nadya's eyes widened, her hands trembling slightly as she clutched the empty tray to her chest. She nodded, her eyes downcast. "Yes, Master. I won't let you down."
Anya watched the scene unfold, her expression thoughtful. She knew that Remer was testing Nadya, pushing her to her limits. She also knew that Nadya was eager to prove herself, to show Remer that she was worthy of his favor. But she also knew that Remer's demands were becoming more and more unreasonable, and that Nadya was in danger of being overwhelmed.
She couldn't help but feel a pang of concern for the younger snow woman, and a growing sense of unease about Remer's behavior.
As Nadya hurried away, Anya stepped forward, her eyes meeting Freya's. Freya, still straddling Remer's lap, looked at Anya with a mixture of lust and confusion. Anya gave her a small, warning shake of her head, and Freya's expression cleared. She knew what Anya was trying to tell her.
"Master," Freya said, her voice soft and sultry. "I think you should take a break from your feast. You're belly is round and taught, and your horniness is visible to all." Freya's voice was a soft purr, her eyes never leaving his. She knew that Remer was growing more and more insatiable, and she didn't want to push him too far. She wanted to keep him happy, to keep him satisfied, but she also wanted to keep him safe. "What do you mean, Freya?" he growled, his voice a low rumble. "I'm not done yet. I want more."
Nadya returned with his treats and she rushed forward to deliver them to him.
She tripped over her own feet, causing the tray to slip from her hands. The pastries scattered across the floor, a colorful mess of crumbs and broken treats. He let out a low growl, his massive body shifting on the throne. "Nadya!" he bellowed, his voice echoing through the ice palace. "What have you done?"
Nadya's eyes widened, her hands trembling as she clutched her chest. "I'm sorry, Master," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't mean to drop them.
I'm sorry, Master," Nadya said, her voice shaking with fear. Remer's eyes narrowed, his expression turning from annoyance to anger. "Sorry? Sorry doesn't fix this mess, Nadya," he growled, his voice a low rumble. He stood up, his massive body shifting, and pointed a large, accusing finger at her. "You know what happens when you disappoint me, Nadya. You know the consequences."
Nadya's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. She knew all too well what happened when she disappointed Remer. She had seen it happen to the other snow women, had seen the way they were punished for their failures.
He sluggishly rose to his feet, his bloated body creaking and straining as he stood. He waved his arms in a wide and sweeping gesture as magic swirled around him.
"From snow woman to snow ball, you shall grow, and grow, and grow!" Remer bellowed , his voice echoing through the ice palace. Nadya's eyes widened in terror as she realized what he was about to do. She tried to run, but it was too late. The magic swirled around her, enveloping her in a cold, icy embrace. She felt herself balooning, her body swelling, her limbs twisting and turning as she was transformed into a massive snowball. She was no longer a snow woman, but a large, helpless sphere, her hands flapped helplessly against her bloated bulk. her cheeks puffed up and out.
Remer, his eyes gleaming with lust and power, approached her, his massive body swaying with each step. He reached out, his large hands grabbing her, lifting her easily, as if she weighed nothing. He brought her to his face, his eyes roaming over her round form, his breath hot on her icy surface.
"Look at you, Nadya," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "All round and helpless. Just the way I like my snow women." He ran his hands over her, feeling the soft, cold give of her body. He could feel the heat of his own body, the hardness of his desire pressing against her.
He lowered her, his hands guiding her until she was level with his massive, throbbing cock. He could see the way it strained against his fur, the way it pulsed with need. He looked up at her, his eyes gleaming with lust. "Suck it, Nadya," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Suck my cock like a good little snowball."
Nadya, now a massive snowball, looked down at Remer's cock with a mix of fear and curiosity. She had never seen anything like it before, never imagined that something so large and intimidating could exist.
She hesitated, her round form trembling slightly as she considered Remer's demand. But she knew better than to disobey him, knew the consequences all too well. So, with a deep breath, she leaned forward, her round body shifting as she brought her mouth to his cock.
Remer groaned as he felt the cold, wet touch of her mouth on his hot, throbbing flesh. "Fuck, Nadya," he growled, his hands grabbing her, guiding her as she began to suck him. "That's it, you little snowball. Take it all in."
Nadya struggled at first, her mouth not used to the size and shape of Remer's cock.
She gagged slightly, her round body trembling as she tried to adjust to the sensation. But Remer was insistent, his massive hands gripping her, guiding her as she began to move her head up and down, her mouth working to take him in.
"Come on, Nadya," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You can do better than that. I know you can. I know you want to please me." His words were a mix of encouragement and command, and Nadya felt a shiver of fear and excitement run through her. She wanted to please him, wanted to make him happy. And she knew that if she didn't, the consequences would be severe.
"Fuck, Nadya," he growled, his voice thick with desire.
Nadya struggled at first, her mouth not used to the size and shape of Remer's cock. She gagged slightly, her round body trembling as she tried to adjust to the sensation.
She took a deep breath, steeling herself as she tried to take more of him into her mouth.
She could feel the weight of him, the thickness of him, as she worked to take him deeper. She could feel the way he pulsed, the way he throbbed, and it sent a shiver of excitement through her.
Remer groaned, his hands tightening on her as he felt her take more of him. "Fuck, Nadya," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "You're doing so good, you little snowball. You're taking it like a champ."
Nadya felt a surge of pride at his words, a warmth spreading through her despite the cold of her icy form. She wanted to please him, wanted to make him happy, and she was determined to do just that.
She was so focused, however, on her fellatio, she failed to realize her body was swelling bigger, and rounder, and tighter. She was to burst, as was the fate of all snowballs put in her position.
But Nadya was determined to please Remer, to make him happy, and she was not about to let her swelling body deter her. She took a deep breath, steeling herself as she took him even deeper, feeling the head of his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, but pushed through it, her eyes watering as she looked up at him, her mouth full of his throbbing flesh. Her face buried deep in his overfed belly
Remer groaned, his hands gripping her tighter, his eyes rolling back in his head. "You're taking it so good, you little snowball.
I can feel your throat working, your tongue swirling around my cock. You're a natural at this, Nadya. You're going to make me come, aren't you?" Remer's voice was a low growl, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he watched Nadya's head bobbing up and down on his cock.
Nadya, her round body trembling with exertion, nodded her head as best she could, her mouth full of his thick, throbbing flesh. She wanted to please him, wanted to make him come.
She wanted to feel his hot seed filling her mouth, wanted to taste him, to swallow him down. She redoubled her efforts, her head bobbing faster, her mouth working harder to take him in, to please him.
Remer's groans grew louder, his hands gripping her tighter, his body tensing as he neared his release. "You're going to make me come, you little snowball. You're going to make me fucking come, and you're gonna pop."
Nadya could feel it, could feel the way his cock throbbed, the way it pulsed in her mouth s she swelled bigger and bigger.
She could feel the way her body was changing, the way she was becoming more and more like a snowball, her round form growing tighter and tighter. But she didn't care, she didn't want to stop. "You're gonna make me come. You're gonna make me fucking come, and you're gonna pop.
You're gonna be a fucking snowball explosion, and I'm gonna fucking love it." Remer's voice was a low growl, his body tensing as he neared his release. Nadya could feel it, could feel the way his cock throbbed, the way it pulsed in her mouth as she swelled bigger and bigger. She could feel the way her body was changing, the way she was becoming more and more like a snowball, her round form growing tighter and tighter.
"Burst, snowball! Pop! Pop! Pop!" Remer chanted , his voice a low, guttural growl. "Pop, Nadya! Pop like a fucking snowball!"
Nadya's body was trembling, her round form shaking with the effort of holding back. She could feel the pressure building, the tension coiling in her, ready to snap. She could feel the way her skin was stretching, the way her body was expanding, ready to burst.
"Pop, Nadya!" Remer chanted again, his voice a low, commanding growl. "Pop for me, you little snowball.
Pop all over my fucking cock," Remer growled, his hands gripping Nadya's head, guiding her faster and faster. Nadya could feel the pressure building, the tension coiling in her, ready to snap.
"Fuck, Nadya, you're so close. I can feel it. You're gonna pop, you little snowball. You're gonna pop all over my cock, and I'm gonna fucking come in your mouth. You want that, don't you?
You want to feel me come in your mouth, don't you, Nadya?" Remer's voice was a low, commanding growl, his eyes locked onto Nadya's as she struggled to take more of him into her mouth. He could feel the way her throat worked, the way her tongue swirled around his cock, and it was driving him wild. He wanted to feel her pop, wanted to feel her explode all over his cock as he came.
Nadya nodded her head, her mouth full of his thick, throbbing flesh.
You're going to make me fucking come, and you're gonna pop.
Remer's voice was a low, guttural growl, his body tensing as he neared his release. Remer chanted, his voice a low, commanding growl.
Pop all over my fucking cock, you little snowball slut!" His hands gripped her head tighter, guiding her faster and faster, his massive cock throbbing in her mouth. But she didn't want to stop, she wanted to please Remer, wanted to feel him come in her mouth.
"Fuck, Nadya, you're so close," Remer growled, his eyes locked onto hers. "I can feel it. You're gonna pop, you little snowball slut."
Remer reach his climax and came inside Nadya's mouth. Her body surpassed her limits and exploded in a whirlwind of snow and wind.
Remer, his cock still throbbing, was covered in her icy remnants. He groaned in pleasure, his massive body shuddering as he came down from his high. "Fuck, Nadya," he panted, his voice hoarse. "You were incredible."
Anya, who had been watching the scene unfold with a mix of horror and fascination, stepped forward. "Master," she said, her voice calm and steady. "You've pushed her too far. She's gone." Remer looked up at her, his eyes glazed over with lust and satisfaction. "She served her purpose," he said, his voice dismissive. "She made me come.