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  1. Nice story, really enjoyed it!
    Wow!! Really feel like this is the beginning of not just a new chapter, but a new book in your journey. You are absolutely gorgeous and I love the way you talk about what you're doing and why you love it. ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ20/10๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ”ฅ
  2. I know you said you wanted to read it @SquishyMissyx what did you think?
  3. thanks so much! I haven't read any of Broken Earth, but I'll definitely give it a look ๐Ÿ‘
  4. here it is ๐Ÿ˜ฌ, oddly nervous lol Our story begins a few miles outside of Biaduill City. The great city is home to many different peoples, and filled with multitudes of cultures. All were welcome here when the world around them was breaking, here they could find refuge. As one walks down the clean streets and wide avenues, there is always a change in scenery, sights, and smells. The one constant however is the absolute rule of the Ancient powers, also known as the Lust Lords, who make this beacon of happiness possible in the sea of darkness and despair. In exchange for protection, peace, and prosperity, the population of Biaduill and it's surrounding areas must send one woman a month into the temple complex at the center of the city for the Lust Lords to do with as they will. This is the story of one such woman.... You are Olivia, a Farmer in the Zasperia region just outside of Biaduill. You grew up the oldest of two, toiling in the fields, and knowing what it feels like to go without a lunch break to make sure you get the crops harvested before the rain. The years of hardship and work have served you well, and you've grown into a strong and independent woman. You've recently purchased your own farm and intend to become one of the greatest farmers of the region, maybe even find a good man and settle down.... but it is not to be. You twirl and pull at a lock of your copper red hair as you look at the letter that was sent to you from the city. Your mind races as you read and come to terms with the fact that you have been chosen as this month's offering to the Lust Lords. You accept your fate, as it is indeed a noble sacrifice to lay down your life for your fellow citizens, but you are scared. No one knows what happens to the women who enter the Temple gates. Well, no one except for the Priestesses who serve the Lords, and the only time anyone sees one of them is when they come out to collect each month's tribute. You are scared of the unknown, but steel your nerves telling yourself you must do your duty. You take a day to get your affairs in order, and leave your fields to the care of your younger brother Thomas. He squeezes you in one final silent hug before you set off. You take satisfaction in that not only will your beloved farm be in good hands, you've set your brother up for future success. Dressed in your finest clothes, a humble blue dress that shows off your trim lithe body and compliments your bright blue eyes, you heave a sigh and begin your journey down the road towards Biaduill City. As you continue onwards for a few hours, your fields seem to get smaller and smaller, and the tiny city in the distance grows larger and larger until the walls tower over you. You make your way to the front gate, where a priestess waits for you. She wears a pale yellow robe, embroidered on the front with the Flaming Heart emblem of the Lords. "Welcome to Biaduill City, you are Olivia I presume?โ€ she asks stoically, and you nod . โ€œVery good, follow meโ€ she says tersely before turning and walking through the gate. You follow meekly, but do your best to stand up straight and not flinch in the face of your burden. You pass through the gate and enter into a different world. The buildings are strange to you, tall and magnificent, and your life as a simple farmer has left you unprepared for the sight of them. You pass shops, bakeries and restaurants and many happy people going about their day. Anyone who notices you and the Priestess stops what they are doing and bow to you. Unused to such respect, it is unsettling to you, but it does make you feel better about your fate. Your sacrifice will protect all these good people. The priestess continues on until you come to the center of the city and approach what looks like a Palace complex, surrounded by a low wall. While the priestess stops and converses with a guard by the gate you take a moment to gaze upon the temple. It's red roofs arch elegantly over it's stone architecture and gardens, and it looks much more peaceful than your nervous thoughts had imagined. You hear the creak of the gate opening and your attention is drawn back to your Priestess guide who motions you to follow her though. "Welcome to the Forbidden City" She says walking towards the large doors at the front of the palace, "Enjoy the views, for I doubt you will see the outside again". You stop walking for a moment as your mind wrestles with what the priestess has said, the finality of what it will mean to walk through the doors in front of you. But the Priestess, somehow sensing your turmoil gives you a smile and beckons you through the door she has just opened. Your resolve wins the day and you continue on inside. You are immediately awed by how grand and magnificent the inside is, with gold trimmings seemingly everywhere. Rich curtains and tapestries line the walls, and sunlight from high windows filters in through crystal chandeliers making fractal patterns on the marble floors. You are struck by how quiet and peaceful it is, maybe this wont be so bad after all? The Priestess leads you down one of the many hallways branching off of the grand entrance, and then ushers you into a small ante room. The room is painted a plain white, and has nothing inside except a wooden bench and a small garbage bin. She takes the small sack you've brought your belongings in, and hands you a plain white dress. "Put this on and throw your clothes and shoes into the bin, though you may keep your undergarments. Then wait for me to return, it will soon be time for your sorting" She says and then leaves you. You change and then wait patiently, though nervously wondering what that sorting business will be all about. You wait for what seems forever until the priestess finally returns. She has changed outfits herself, into a rather skimpy gold colored dress, that clung tightly to her body and had cut outs along her arms, legs and sides, tightly stretched across her, now exposed, slightly plump frame. She beckons me to follow her as she exits. You walk out tentatively, expecting the stone floor to be cold on your bare feet, but you are surprised to feel an almost disconcerting warmth radiating from the marble. She leads you through another ornate hallway into a great hall that takes your breath away. You've never imagined a room could be this grand, with a vaulted ceiling at least 100 ft and every inch of the walls and roof supports covered in intricate stone carvings. On either side of a center aisle running through the hall are seats filled with priestesses wearing the same outfit as your guide. Most of the priestesses garments were gold like your guide's, but there were other smaller groups that wore different colors. Some wore pink, while others had purple or Green. The smallest group wore red and were unique in that they were the only group with a distinct hairstyle, as they all had spiked mohawks dyed the same blood red as their bodysuits. At the front of the hall there was a huge cauldron. Your priestess leads you forward, and whispers for you to kneel in front of it. As you inspect the cauldron, there appears to be nothing in it other than a small white flame dancing in it's cavernous mouth. "SISTERS!" your guide loudly exclaims. The murmuring and small talk around the hall dies down, as all have their attention upon you and your guide. She continues, "We have another offering for our lords, let us begin the ritual and see who will claim her!". The crowd of priestesses begin to chant in unison a strange language you don't understand. It sounds guttural and dark, and you hold back frightened tears. As their chanting gets louder and louder you notice the flame in the cauldron getting larger until it is a jet of flame around 5 feet tall. The priestesses continue their chanting, now swaying back and forth as they worship. The flame begins to change color, first green, then purple, red, pink, green, pink, purple, green, purple, green, pink, red. Then suddenly the Flame shoots upwards until it almost touches the ceiling and blazes an intense emerald green. The chanting stops and a few cheers and laughs were heard from the contingent wearing green. "Lord Chebus has claimed her!โ€ you guide exclaims, โ€œlet none oppose his will". Slowly the fire dies down, and is soon back to the small white flame it had started out as. The priestesses began to file out of the room, except for the greens who began making their way towards you. Your quide quickly takes your hand, and smiles at you one last time. "Have no fear, you are lucky!" she says, "Lord Chebus will treat you well". She then hands you over to the green Priestesses and leaves with the rest of the crowd. Soon it is only you and the green Priestesses left in the hall, and they all wear a smirk on their faces as they size you up. Unsettlingly, they form a ring around you and then say as one, "follow" and then move towards the door. You follow the Priestesses lead, and as you do you can feel your fear grow, though the words of the previous priestess lighten your heart somewhat. Without breaking formation the greens walk out of the hall and through a series of doors, stairs, and hallways so complex you know that even if you did manage toescape there was no way you would find the way out. Eventually they arrive at a huge wooden door, ornately carved with farming scenes. After closer inspection you are startled to see that the carvings are of you and your farm, and your name is carved at the top. You open your mouth to ask how and when that door was made, but are immediately shushed by one of your escorts who shakes her head raises a finger to her lips. The front Priestess opens the door and makes way for you to go inside. "Biaduill appreciates your.......sacrifice" she says with a laugh as the other greens quickly push you inside and shut the door behind you. Suddenly you are in freefall through total darkness. Terrified you try to cry out, but the sound is oddly muffled and dies in your throat. You continue to fall for what seems like forever, and quickly lose track of time. Due to the lack of any light you eventually feel more like you are floating through space than falling. Out of no where you hear a voice, deeper and more powerful than any you have ever heard before. "Welcome my child, I am pleased to have won you!" it says, "Now what shall I do with you?". The voice seems to ponder for a moment before exclaiming "Ahh yes, that will do nicely! I do hope you enjoy yourself." And with that the voice departed as abruptly as it had arrived and you are left with your thoughts once more. You can't exactly discern when it happens but you realize that you are once again standing on solid ground, though it is still dark. Looking around you notice a light in the distance and make your way to it cautiously. Eventually you see that it is yet another door, though this time plain and unassuming. Seeing nothing else to be done and steeling your courage you open it. Light pours out, almost blinding you with it's intensity as you walk through. Then, all at once you smell it. The most delicious thing you have ever smelled in your entire life. A symphony of smells comes to you, and as your eyes adjust to the light you see a large empty banquet table in front of you. The more you sniff the air the more you realize how insanely hungry you've become after your long day. So you sit down at the head of the table hoping that all these delicious smells mean food will be coming soon. In front of you is an empty plate and cup. As your eyes continue to adjust to the light, you look around you and see a richly decorated room much akin in style to grand entrance hall, with beautiful paintings all of ornate food and exotic delicacies. Coming from such humble origins, you feel small and out of place sitting in such a lavish room. You look back at your plate and realize that somehow there is now a meal on it! It looks to be roast quail wrapped in bacon with decadent mashed potatoes and gravy. Though hesitant at first, not knowing if you should wait for whoever your host might be, your hunger overrides your caution and you take your fork and knife and carve off a small piece. Once that piece touches your lips, your life changes forever. You exclaim with delight, as this is the best thing you have ever tasted! Your body is electric with joy as you taste it and a sensual moan escapes your lips. Your taste buds cry out for more and you dig into the meal, giving into your growing hunger and devouring it all quickly. You look up and see that there are now two more plates in front of you, though you never saw anyone put them there. One holds a large meat pie garnished with herbs, and the other a huge mound of Gnocchi and pancetta in white sauce. without question you pull them closer and alternate forkfuls of each. Their flavors sing in you mouth as you gobble them down. you begin to lose track of time as more and more plates appear for you to gorge yourself on. Dishes filled with decadent specialties you'd heard of but never expected to ever have the chance to try. Each bite tastes better than the last and you continue on, single-mindedly trying to fill the pit of hunger that wells up inside of you despite the vast quantity of food you consume. You pay little attention to it, but your dress begins to feel a bit snug. Looking down briefly you see that your bosom is a bit larger than you remember it being, and as you shift in your seat you feel that your ass is taking up more space in the chair. Yes you have apparently gained a little bit of weight, but this food was so good! And honestly, due to all that farm work mother always said you were too skinny. So you shrug it off and continue eating. Soon you are once again too engrossed in your meal to even notice the changes your body continues to go through. Your body gets fatter steadily, as though it is a balloon being ever so slowly inflated. Your breasts strain the top of your dress, growing from the size of peaches, to now overripe watermelons. Your posterior has become so fat it is now wedged in between the arms of the chair and begins to elevate you upwards. Your arms and legs thicken and you grow a nice tummy to match. You can feel your body getting heavier, and your garment getting tighter, but none of this matters as much as it once would have. Your mind has become clouded, and though you try to think of other things briefly, your inner monologue returns to "more...More...MORE...MUST HAVE MORE!". Cascades of pleasure run through your body with each bite, and you can feel your nether regions throbbing, all of your being engulfed in a fog of pleasure. You continue to feast, desperate to have an uninterrupted flow of decadent tastes on your tongue. You never stop eating. You devour everything on your plate without even the slightest bit of remorse, only looking forward to the next bite. Suddenly you hear a loud crack, and feel yourself fall to the ground. You land in a soft heap, your body safely cushioned by you new girth. The chair could bear your weight no longer and you feel the broken wood beneath you. You hear the deep voice again all around you chuckling pleasantly. Shaken out of your reverie you look at yourself and are startled by how your body has changed. You have now become truly fat, with a massive bottom beneath you and huge breasts that obscure your sight downwards. You realize that at some point, your dress had ripped right down the middle and now hangs from your shoulders behind you, leaving you in your excruciatingly tight panties and braziere. Unable to see it, you feel your stomach and are shocked to realize how far it has surged forward. You notice that even your hair has changed, it is longer, and feels fuller and thicker. You try to pick yourself up and find it much more difficult than you expected, every part of you just feels so heavy. For a brief second you feel a pang of shame at the state you are in, but that is quickly replaced with the uncontrollable urge to taste the food again. Suddenly you feel a force lifting you off the ground. Though you see no one, it feels like you are in the palm of some giant's hand. It deposits you onto a newly appeared wide armchair, or is that a love seat? The unseen force gently tilts you back as a footrest rises to support your legs. before you have time to cry out that you need the food you left behind, you see a line of laden trays floating from the table towards you. Silverware, seemingly having a mind of their own, begin to take turns feeding you. You settle into this new normal quickly and without hesitation, happy to have your needs met, and once more revel in the joys of food. You know the food will make you even fatter, but you don't care. At this point you would give anything just to taste one more morsel, so you just sit back and let you unseen servants continue to stuff you. After what felt like days of feasting, you have become totally helpless. Your body has become immense, and you have long since ripped through your underclothes. Your stupendous breasts lay on top of your tremendous gut, the front of both totally unreachable now to your thick sausage arms. You try to kick your legs, and feel nothing but a quivering and jiggling in your blob of an ass. Though the intense flavors of the food continues to improve with each bite, for a moment you surprise yourself and wish that there was something more for you. And almost the instant you realize you are asking for something more, you have it. You feel the sensation of something lifting your heavy belly, spreading your fat thighs, and entering your gushing womanhood. You can't see anything over your mountain of a body, and you have no idea what it is. Not that it matters, this new reality only serves to drive your hunger farther, as the erotic pleasure is intensified with each new mouthful. Harder and faster it pounds you from beneath as you gorge. Something begins to fondle you engorged nipples bringing you yet another stimulus to overwhelm your senses. As your body quivers near climax you feel a surge of growth all over and you let out gasps of pleasure. Your body shivers uncontrollably and you are overcome with a mind shattering orgasm the moment you bite into a slice of chocolate cake. As your throws of passion finish, you have a brief window of mental clarity. You think of how cake used to be a favorite special treat in your old life. Enjoyed maybe once a year on your birthday if you were lucky, with precious little to enjoy once cut up and shared between your family and friends. But your mind is quickly clouded over again as a new morsel is shoved into your mouth, and your body once again feels the pulses of hunger, and growing sexual need. this is your new life, to be an ever growing slave to gluttony and lust.....and you wouldn't have it any other way
  5. sorry you have to download it, wasn't sure how else to submit it
  6. hey everyone, long time lurker finally trying my hand at story writing! Had this idea kicking around my head for a while and finally put it to paper so to speak. it's a mix of a few things in popular culture with my own spin on it. Hope you enjoy, but give me some feedback either way! If you like it I have a few more stories in this world I'm considering. https://www.deviantart.com/spickspuck/art/Serving-the-Lords-906577832
  7. for sure it would be pizza for me๐Ÿ• picture it, a tower of boxes practically swimming in calories. Sooo many delicious varieties, heavy extra cheesy pepperoni, savory meat lovers, a thin crust mediterranean style for little freshen up break between the bigger calorie bombs, and girl you're so hot I'd even get you some hawaiian pizza if thats you thing! and then, just when you think there's no way you can eat more, a decadent dessert pizza that you take one bite of....and then can't stop
  8. Rapid weight gain? Did I not read it right? I havent read any weight gain yet, did I miss something? ๐Ÿค”
  9. Do we know who the model at 2:16 is?
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