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Losing was a funny thing because no matter what kind of losing it was, people had varied reactions to it, ranging from exploding in fury after betting 5 bucks on the wrong team towards a “it is what it is” to having their house foreclosed by the bank, of course everyone has a different bar to what they consider a breaking point meaning that while some might suffer a horrific loss and go into full despair, others will still have that last glimmer of hope that allows them to survive despite what they lost, until they themselves reach the litmus of what they can accept.
Mae couldn’t exactly know where her breaking point had been before, but she knew now that she had crossed it a long time ago given what had happened.
It was supposed to be the final battle to slay the resurrected Duma, all their sacrifices leading up to the epic showdown that would’ve seen them finally put the sword to rest and start rebuilding Valencia, but that damn blasted mage Jedah had done something with Celica as instead of helping Alm drive Falchion into the resurrected dragon she had… started eating it, something that had shocked everyone(including Duma) into inaction to the point that they had realized how wrong it was, Celica had devoured more than half of her draconic meal as a seemingly supernatural hunger made her consume so much in such speed and vigor and even as they shot arrows and magic, tried piercing her with blades and spear, nothing worked as the redhead grew immobilized by her own gorged gut that trashed and moved from Duma quickly filling her fleshy insides and before anyone knew, a god had been consumed by the infernal hunger of the kind princess.
The worst part however had come when Celica had finished the frightfully fast digestion as she absorbed the calorie nuke that had been Duma, she gained more than just weight: her whole body not only fattened but also absorbed features of her meal and of course, her power had gone much beyond any of them were capable of countering, as shown when Falchion had simply shattered when Alm had attempted to pierce her fat stomach. She then had dispersed them to the four winds with her newfound might but more importantly had been the change in her mind, she was still Celica in many aspects but the influx of black magic and draconic power had warped her in many ways, better exemplified when using her claims to the thrones of Rigel via her half brother Alm and Zofia via her father, not to mention her newfound divine power, Celica had declared herself Goddess Empress of the newly founded Holy Empire of Valentia.
There was resistance of course, Alm made sure to reorganize his comrades to try and rally the population to fight against what he call a despot yet after the devastation of both the land and armies thanks to the war, most were simply tired and simply accepted their new overweight overlord, especially once the Empress began to use her newfound power in order to make the crops grow near instantly, a bit of the old Celica shining through or a calculated play to gather support no one could tell, but it was enough to get the suffering population to support her and create the Holy Army tasked with unifying the rest of the continent and more importantly, bring the dissidents towards their empress for “divine judgment”.
Yet, neither Mae nor Boey had suffered any of the depravations that most of the members of the resistance were put through(or so the rumors went), indeed it was quite interesting that they were treated well with no beatings, no starvation and they were even allowed to take baths in certain surveillance alongside daily change of clothes, not to mention they seemed to be the only ones in cells as the rest of the dungeon was eerily empty. Just what was going to happen to them?
“This is very frightening.” Boey’s voice broke her away from her musings, for once she couldn’t find it in herself to argue with him like usual as she stared despondently at the gray floors and ceiling but she did have the energy to stare at him when he intertwined their hands together and gave it a slight squeeze.“But I’m also sure Alm is looking for us, sure the last we heard of him was a few months ago when one of our bases in Zofia was raided but he didn’t survive that far for nothing, he’ll… Cure Celica somehow and we can enjoy peace, we just need to believe.”
At that, Mae could only smile fondly at him and she was quick to rest her head on his chest, he seemed surprise at first but he was just as quick to start hugging her as they both found solace at each other, it was no secret that they had growing feelings towards the other and while they couldn’t marry yet given the state of things, they practically acted like they were already, down to both the arguments they always had and to moments like these.
“I really hope so, Boey, I… I want Celica back, I want the peace we were supposed to get and I just want to be with you.” Mae whispered into him as she held him tighter, each other an anchor in the battle they felt they were steadily losing as the Holy Army continued to rack up victories and rally more men and the resistance lost base after base, it was a crushing situation but they couldn’t, wouldn’t despair even at their lowest, a promise they had made for one another when they had both confessed.
Sadly they had been broken out of their sweet moment as the guards showed up, each one with their menacing white and black armor as they were quick to apply Silence to the both of them and point their spears on their backs once they were out of the cell, judgment was about to come but Mae still hand the hand of her beau and despite the growing sense of dread in both of them, they knew that if they were about to die, they would do so together.
However, Mae had to admit, Celica, or whatever what she called herself now, had some excellent taste as the former Zofia castle had been torn down and rebuilt into the Imperial Valentian Palace and it had an ostentatious interior that almost looked something out of a fairy tale: massive interior domes made of shiny turquoise, the gold gilded walls, the spotless marble floor or even the crystal chandeliers showed that Celica had not spared one expanse in ensuring that her new home looked as glorious as she imagined her Empire was. It was something like this, the complete excess of luxury down to the decorative platinum armors or the exotic rugs, that convinced Mae that the old Celica was fully gone and something else was there, something that shared her memories and voice but was nowhere near the merciful and cheerful person she once considered her best friend and always looked up to.
And now she would have to face her Bête Noire as she entered an even more opulent room where the massive throne of purple furnishing and diamond encrusted held the image of the Adipose Augusta herself.
And adipose was certainly the correct adjective as Celica made the already elephantine,ostentatious throne squeak and groan as she adjusted herself from a lazy, laid down posture where she previously had grapes fed into her cavernous maw by one of the servants while the others fanned her with giant leaves towards a much more dignified and sitting but still casual form as she looked over the incoming prisoners. Mae being able to fully gaze at her fattened shape as she was forced to kneel to the butterball calling herself Celica, the once delicate feet of the princess had been forcefully turned into a set of claws that were much akin to a Wyvern’s one with the increasingly fatter leg until her thighs who were themselves covered in emerald shaded scales that best exemplified her new draconic nature, those same thighs that not only filled but also easily spilled over from the throne but most importantly, it allowed for the massive double folded gut to have all the space it’s needed as her lower, bigger fold was already pooling on the floor, the middle line that separated the twin rolls of fat had alongside it the meaty and cavernous belly button that had been decorated with a large sapphire piercing that still failed to fully cover the hole but still drew as much attention as the larger than a carriage gut.
Mae felt her face grow red as she realized Celica had her tits out in all their naked glory, they were an impressive pair as they sagged from how utterly fat and heavy they were, using her jutting upper gut fold to rest as Mae was able to see those tantalizingly juicy inverted nipples that just begged to be licked alongside her enlarged areola, it was that and the fact her bosom was just as titanic as it’s owner given they were easily larger than a full sized adult and as a wide as a fully grown tree, even the simple act of breathing had the obscenely sized valley of chest wobble around, a heavy sloshing accompanying the movement and showing that fat wasn’t the sole reason those breasts were so huge: Celica had grown so big she had started lactating more than a whole herd of cows and given how there seemed to be a slight dribble from her inverted fat nipples, it showed that she hadn’t been milked yet…
Resting her fatty face on her clawed hand, one could see the same scales that were on her leg were also on her arm as it snaked its way up to her elbows, the redhead’s upper arms just as filled with excess adipose as both looked large and soft enough for six people to rest on them and with space to boot, Celica’s massive third chin deformed around the claw she was using to rest while her puffy cheeks sagged like the fat filled bags that they were, her white hairband now traded for a conspicuous golden crown filled with a rainbow of precious gems and a purple silk Korymbos with a single horizontal line of small pearls in it, the opulent headgear contrasting with the pointy, half heart shaped horns that jutted out of her forehead as their own second crown, further cementing just how utterly transformed the princess turned Empress was, not only physically or mentally but even in her tastes, as her once so kind and understanding red eyes were now patronizing and with a confidence that very much bordered on arrogance as their lizard like slitted pupils scanned every inch of Mae and Boey.
It was that detail that had Mae enraged the most as despite the spear now pressing on her back enough to draw blood and Boey very much trying to hold her back and prevent any harm come to her, the pinkette would not be denied however, the weeks of being confined, of grueling guerrilla warfare and just the whole situation made all her pent up frustration boil over as she angrily stomped her way towards the fatass who looked amused in the same way a adult woman looks amused when stuttering teenager tries to flirt with her.
“Listen here, blubber butt. I dunno how I’m gonna do it or even if takes something like making your butter legs run across all of Valentia to burn that fat away, I’m gonna get Lady Celica back!”She screamed with all her heart and might that even the stained glass windows shook, meanwhile the rest of the room was deathly silent as both Boey and the Holy Imperial Guard were shocked into silence. Even Celica had seemed flaggerbested into inaction, something that brought its satisfied smile to Mae’s face, if she were to die, so be it, but she refused to go out quietly.
Her triumph however did not last as Celica laughed a laugh that was a mixture of both being obnoxious and charming, as even if it personally graded on her ears she hated to admit it was kinda cute, her immensely fat jowls and chins jiggling and wobbling from such action, the obese gut from the draconic monarch itself was moved like great waves of the ocean as ripples went from the top until they steadily lost strength as her lower gut fold was barely affected and, of course, her huge fucking mammaries sloshed wildly and loudly as flesh and milk were disturbed from the laughter of the monarch.
“Now this is the reason I selected you my dear! All that spunk from you and Boey is exactly what I want and need.” Even Celica’s voice was heavy and husky given her weight as it echoed across the throne room. “Trust me when I say this, you’re gonna love this as much as me.” At that, both Mae and Boey had their feet sweeped off them before they fell head first into the beautiful marble floor, something that left them unable to resist as Freeze was applied to both of them and fully incapacitated them as they could only look at the crocoite ornate ceiling… And hear and feel the booming, ground shaking steps from the dragon woman moving about.
It was really astounding just how much Celica weighted yet she moved with such ease it was mind boggling, as better shown when she managed to remove her mega booty out of the clearly stressed throne and revealed just how utterly earthshaking it was, the wobbling cheeks upon being removed actually continuing their shaking up and down as there was so much dimpled, cellulite filled adipose of those twin moons that it refused to simple settle after one or two seconds, instead it stubbornly kept it’s increasingly lower shaking as Celica actually stood still to let her servants and her guards catch a glimpse of the sheer enormity of her obese bottom, she loved the attention after all.
Of course she wasn’t just content on standing around unmoving like a statue, thus she took towards walking or rather to parade herself as now not only where her cheeks back to clapping and rubbing against one another given how much meat there was in them to the point the sounds echoed throughout the room, the rest of her body wobbling suit as her humongous gut was jiggling forward not only due to its own weight but also the simple fact it reached her knees meant they propelled that flab blanket forward, her tits were just as shaky as they impacted harshly against her upper gut roll and spraying just a bit of milk around, leaving behind a lactose trail as to further announce to the world of her presence. One could even give special attention to her roll filled back alongside her love handles that stacked like pancakes while her wings were spread around thanks to the free space while her tail dragged itself behind her, the thing had gotten so filled with fat the same way the rest of the body had that it didn’t even have the strength to lift itself, it instead dragged on the ground like an obese anaconda and indeed, the image that it brought was one more akin to that of the body of a slug as it slithered on the ground, if the overfed appendage was ever in any malleable flooring it would have certainly left behind a visible trail.
Of course, neither Mae and Boey would be ever to properly enjoy the show, instead they were greeted by the looming shadow of the massive draconic empress and her arrogant smile, soon enough however, they had started floating as Celica used her newfound power to make things easier and while the two lovebirds were left to stay in the air, the redhead monarch was too busy sinking her claws deep into her inverted nipples, Celica’s face morphing into a image of pleasure as she bit her lower lip and her pale face was getting redder by the second, she didn’t take long however to finally get her fattened nubs out of the depths of her tit, the nipples were not only rock hard but already a steady stream of milk was being ejected from them akin to a leaking pipe, the sloshing from her king sized tits actually seemed to increase as if it knew it was ready for a milking, Boey trying to look away as his erection grew while Mae stayed mortified yet aroused as those jumbo sized tits actually started to grow in real time as they were becoming even more bloated with milk, the jets of the liquid now increasing in volume as even her prodigious chest wasn’t enough to contain the huge amounts her chunky body was making.
“Now drink! Your new wife and monarch commands you.” Before either Mae or Boey could process the wife commentary or the whole sentence really, they were suddenly pulled forward into the direction of those milky udders, Celica making sure they wouldn’t escape as she put her clawed hands into their head which only had the effect of making even more milk outright explode from her needy nipples, the draconic tyrant couldn’t take it anymore, she adjusted the two of them and ensured their mouths were on her milk glands and as if in instinct, they began to release their milky content like a geyser into the mouth of the unprepared couple, Celica already moaning like a whore as even without them actually suckling on her, getting to release the growing pressure on her breasts always made her so horny, something that would also be fixed soon enough if everything went right…
Of course, Mae and Boey attempted at first to resist against whatever Celica was planning on doing but resistance quickly melted away when their tongues actually got a proper taste of the milk flooding their mouths: to call it tasty would’ve been a disservice to what they were drinking, the closest thing their mortal minds could compare to was divine ambrosia, the drink of the gods themselves, so creamy, so thick yet so rich in everything in such a perfect way that it made them feel like no other food could compare to this, all the nourishment and taste they could ever want being produced by Celica’s baby feeders.
So of course they start to not only drink in great gulps but also to suckle with great vigor in order to get more of that milk into their now seemingly parched throats as they drank like it was their last drink.
Celica could only bite down further on her lip as she felt the consensual sucking.on her now even harder nipples, Mae and Boey hadn’t been the first to drink from her tits and they wouldn’t be the last but they were key on something new she wanted to try, something that would make her already decadent life even more pleasurable, not to say it wasn’t now of course but what she had mind would further add to her hedonistic pleasures, as she held the heads of her former retainers on her clawed hands, forcing them deeper into her bountiful bosom which had the lovely effect of ejecting even more delicious milk out of her, the overflow being so much that even with all the desperation of a man dying of thirst, she could see the excess of milk dribbling out of their overstuffed mouths and leak into their clothes. Not that they cared of course, all that mattered to the duo was getting to indulge more as the more milk they drank, the more their bodies wanted which they were more than happy to oblige.
Of course the pints of breast milk Celica was producing combined with Boey’s and Mae’s newfound addiction to it were already having effects on their middles, as the clothes they were at first were being stained with milk but now were ripping at their seams as the increasingly surfeited middles were growing too fat and too quickly for the cloth to handle, their glutted guts going from round like a basketball towards immense bellies more akin to waterbeds than anything else, the excess of milk certainly making the comparison more apt as the organs were so large the couple were actually using them as support to lay down upon, all the while neither of them stopped their milk feast which further caused their stuffing to continue into even greater heights of gluttony and desire.
Of course, such a unusual and downright magical milk would’ve have different effects than simply feeding, indeed as Celica watched with unholy glee as while her captured prey continued their dazed milking, they also began to have their own metamorphosis as if consuming a certain amount of milk had been enough to trigger some sort of transformation.
Mae had the most “natural” change of the two, as the reckless drinking of such calorie dense milk by the gallon was making her body balloon like nothing: At first her massively filled gut started to slightly recede and went from it’s spherical shape towards a more defined flabby form as her intestines finally started to process and absorb the drink, that middle being turned into a massive one roll blanket of flab that simply oozed to the sides as it expanded with both milk and fat.
The rest of her of body was not far behind as the calories began to be distributed everywhere, one could hear the remains of her outfit tearing at the seams everywhere as the flab avalanche settled in, the breastplate she wore making a loud noise as it fell uselessly on the floor thanks to the growing bosom of Mae, while nowhere near the level of the milk tanks that Celica sported, they were still of such a huge magnitude they could’ve easily been used to hide a small child with just one of those oversized mammaries that all but exploded from her once modest chest. The golden chain like ball belt she wore was quick to snap everywhere as not only her billowing belly detonated it but also the amazing set of hips that were doubling in width by the second in order to support her newfound couch crashing ass cheeks who also were the final nail in the coffin towards her leather shirt as it fully was torn to shreds after being under stress from her newly fattened breasts, roll filled back and massively filled fat stomach, the same going for her wide open skirt and white cloth she wore that simply fell to the side as they could no longer fill such a massive growing body.
Even the pretty white boots and gloves that Mae wore were being torn to shreds as the flab piled up in not only her increasingly hammier arms and legs but even in her feet and hands as the milk really did wonders.
And did she stop for any second? Alarmed at what was going on? Of course not, if anything, the rapid and drastic change only gave her even more room and impetus for Mae to nurse herself even more, she actively chewed and suckled on that nipple as hard as she could as big great gulps forced the seemingly never ending flood of delicious milk down into her obscenely bulged throat, so greedy she was being that she simply did not care that even with her newfound sagging flabby cheeks that there was a limit to how much milk she could gorge herself on, meaning that streams of the excess of milk were leaking out of her mouth the like the overfilled feeding tank that it was, splashing against her titanic tits and the upper echelons of her bountiful bloated belly, further driving home the point that for now, Mae was simply a glutton who cared for nothing other than the milk currently making her larger by the second, something that Celica eagerly encouraged as she gently brushed her retainer’s hair and keeping her glued to her tit draining away as much as she wanted.
Of course, the true objective of Celica’s plan started to give fruit once those boots and gloves finally came undone, revealing not only her newly fattened limbs but also the fact that their tips were already quite draconic looking, the Empress suppressing a moan due to how Mae sucked her just right as she watched the effects of her milk become complete: not only were Mae’s fingers fusing into their more reptilian shape but the lime green scales were also now further climbing up from her newfound claws towards her tubby hands and the increasingly chunkier arm until the scales stopped a inch short of her elbows, the same thing happening to her feet as they morphed into a dragon’s paw and the growing scales spread throughout the lard pillar that were her legs until they halted once they nearly reached her knees, the same process happening to the rest of her body as big and sharp tail all but sprouted from above her behemoth butt, starting out first as a small bulge before it suddenly exploded in size and length, not as fat as her own but still impressive enough to be torso sized, a pair of cow like horns sprouted from her forehead and obliterated her metal headband in the process and finally, her eyes were now as pointy as a proper Manakete oughta have, especially given that now her pupils were slitted.
BUOOOOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRPRPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
Came the massively manly belch from the fatter Mae as she finally seemed satisfied, the gassy explosion making her new found chins wobble as drops of milk were still cascading down her newly fattened shape due to how much she had gorged on, the butterball crashing on her mountainous and gelatinous ass cheeks who despite all their soft look, one could still hear how the floor cracked beneath them, that oversized gut that stretched out like a taut and creamy boulder let out some truly bestial types of noises as even with all the newfound might of her drake stomach, the pinkette was having simply the worst time actually trying to process the flood of breast milk that held her pinned down on the floor.
And yet…
“Nghhhh…. Mhhoore… Chelicha… I need mohreeee…. BUORRRRRPPPP.” It was clear by the way the fat ass licked her face clean of any drops of delicious Celica milk and her sharp claws spreading themselves against the trembling and cacophonic expanse of her engorged titanic middle that she still wanted more, so addictive and delicious the milk was that even someone filled to the brim like Mae hungered for more, gone was the previous hostility as the transformed retainer could only look at Celica like some sort of deity that could grant her every wish, which given what she wanted was not too far from it.
As much as Celica wanted to celebrate her plan succeeding, she had to monitor Boey just like Mae, had also began his own metamorphosis although with his own unique shape, sure he had gained his own neon yellow colored scales in the same pattern as Mae and Celica, the slitted pupils, the tail with it’s tip who looked like a morning star and finally, his horns were akin to that of a ram given how they curled into themselves while menacingly pointing sideways.
Unlike Mae however, the dark skinned lad saw his overblown gut rapidly retreat as Boey began to not only grow taller but also for his muscles to expand like never before, his once decently athletic arms of a mage always active were turning into perfect shapes of masculinity, the once normal chest of his were quickly turned into oversized pecs that were bigger than most pillows and looking harder than steel, his legs meanwhile were growing more defined and larger by the second until the pair had turned into something that could’ve put a warhorse to shame given just how well defined they had become, the same thing went for his arms who exploded with biceps and triceps seemingly ready to crush iron in-between them with ease, even things like his shoulders turned into massive things to support those beefy arms and his once milk filled middle was now a impressive set of eight packs, not a ounce of softness to them as they looked hard enough to grate meat on them.
Of course to the particular pleasure of Celica, she also saw that his once regular sized dick was dilating and extending in much of the same manner the rest of his body was and in a few seconds, she was already growing lightheaded from the veiny and throbbing pillar of virility that casted a shadow over her plump face as an already a stream of precum was released in a manner not dissimilar to a small cascade as it coated both his dick and her impressive boson, Celica eagerly licked her lips as she could also hear the deep gurgles coming from his enlarged testicles, the pair of balls easily the size of boulders as they hung on perfectly bellow his obscenely large sexual organ, it exuded a level of virility that exceeded her own large expectations with flying colors and the musk! Celica actually found herself waddling those hefty testicles, doing all she could to avoid sinking her face into that black sack and just inhaling that scent like her life depended on it, already she was feeling her sex grow wet from just being so near and she knew she was near her breaking point.
ESPECIALLY once the hunk that was once Boey simply grabbed her like she was a common whore alongside Mae, who’s gut jostled loudly from the still digesting milk inside it, Celica naturally just sank into those hard but oh so inviting muscles and began to trace a clawed hand over those lovely pecs with Mae despite her bloated state also attempted her own version of such lascivious disposition as that titanic prick somehow grew even fatter and larger as it hardened further from absorbing the last remains of milk, splashing them slightly with it’s pre while those balls continued that melody indicating that they were quickly filling up with warm seed just ready to erupt…
“Come, I know you want this as much as I do.” Gods, even his voice was deep and smooth, the stereotypical macho voice that nonetheless had Celica melting like butter hearing it, especially given that she was staring at Boey’s new face, long gone was the youthful look and instead a well defined and with a large jaw handsome face was staring down at her with that lion mane of a white hair and his much sharper and slitted brown orbs of his that were just devouring her by the-
“Gods Boey, did all that milk go only towards your muscles or were you always this stupid? I thought someone like you would understand not to tease a lady like us in such a way!” Celica’s lustful thoughts were however interrupted by Mae arguing with her husband once again, the same massive hunk who despite the massive change in body, still rolled his eyes in a way only Boey could do as if the pinkette butterball had said the sky was colored purple and the grass was blue with the same certainty that someone explained a undeniable, scientifically proven fact.
“What ladies? As far as I’m aware, only our Empress Celica here is worthy of being a lady, we’re just her humble retainers after all, well, I at least keep the humble part of that.” He then smiled smugly towards Mae who despite the over the top offended expression was still amused and she sucked in her breath to give a retort. Some things it seemed, never changed despite the magic dragon milk.
“Now now my fiances, we can argue later but I’m feeling particularly hungry right now, won’t you help me sate it?” And just like in the old days, it was Celica who managed to refocus their attention from the their entertaining spats towards what actually mattered, in this case was Celica’s lust needing to be sated as Boey carried them with ease towards the obscenely ostentatious bedroom the Dragon Empress had, the sprawling bed alone being enough that it could’ve occupied a small room on it’s own, yet even it found a challenge as it creaked and groaned from the combined weight of Celica and her pink eyed concubine.
Already Boey was stroking that massive fuckstick like it was the only thing he knew how to do, that primal beast somehow becoming even harder as it throbbed much like a heart in anticipation for entering inside the warm walls of the two balls of lard, both Celica and Mae using their inherent strength to not only spread open their fat encased legs up in the air but also lifting up their overblown guts and fupas out of the way and revealing their swampy and eager cunts ready to be fertilized.
“Remember this day well my beloveds, for this will be the first time of many and the feeding of mine and we shall enjoy ourselves fully!” At that, Celica turned her head around and began kissing Mae with much gusto, something was reciprocated as she felt Mae’s tongue lock in with her as their greased up fatty lips kissed and traded drool all the while the redhead monarch could feel the warm of the oversized dickhead approaching her meaty crotch, ready to steal her virginity and fertilize her here and there.
Of course Celica wouldn’t stop with just those two, she had many cute girls in her and Alm’s army to turn into her beloved wives and also have them be used by Mae and Boey given their status as her favorites. But for now, that would be in the future as already she could feel her pussy lips being spread apart so widely just from the tip, the all powerful dragon sovereign could only moan like the bitch in heat she was turning into but even that was muffled as Mae further deepened the kiss and she could only buck her massive body just a tad bit further, she would enjoy the next hours for all it was worth it and given all the pains she went through for it, the fruits she was enjoying were ripe indeed~