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A Ballad of Fangs and Fatness


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This is my second story in @Batman76's RP-Rules.

it will be darker and a slower burn than the first, but then again, that doesn't mean much

enjoy

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Joy Sunshine
age: 21
height: 1,68m or ~5’6” (6.25 lb / FP)
starting weight: 165 lbs. (~26 Fat Points)

class: Sorceress (destruction, healing, cursing, nature)
race: Half-Elf

 

Half-Elfs?
When elf-women flaunt their incredibly slim bodies at every opportunity and enjoy sexual flings with usually genetically non-compatible humans, in rare occasions end up with a surprise pregnancy. Then the race of immortal, magically skilled people who are also thin, pretty and kind of full of themselves combines with the lumberfoot humans that do get fat so easily and in a lot of different ways - on top escalated by the slow metabolism of the elves.

Race Abilities: extra fat feat SLOW METABOLISM, on level up they gain double attribute points

Race Bonuses: +15 to ATHLETICS and CHARISMA, -10 to WILLPOWER

 

Atrributes

Athletics 42+20=62
Constitution
69-10=59
Intelligence 39=39
Willpower 98-30=68
Charisma 71+65=136

 

Mental Feats:

(20) GOTTA GET THIN: the PC is obsessed with losing weight. They roll with advantage on WILLPOWER checks to lose weight or avoid overeating.

(26) GUILTY CONSCIENCE: the PC knows they need to be dieting and exercising, they're out of shape and their health is starting to go. Anytime the PC fails a WILLPOWER check to avoid over eating, they take a 5 point penalty to all WILLPOWER checks the rest of the day out of guilt.

 

Physical Feats:

(Lipo-Vampiress) SUPERNATURAL ATHLETE: Lipo-Vampires are supernaturally athletic. They fail to take Athletics penalties until they reach 50 FAT POINTS but from there take normal penalties.

(race) SLOW METABOLISM: Through the lower but more efficient muscle mass of her elven parent, this half-elf PC gains weight easily. WEIGHT GAIN from OVEREATING is doubled, CONSTITUTION checks to avoid weight gain are rolled with DISADVANTAGE.

(20) THUNDER THIGHS: "I sneak forwards..." "CLAP-CLAP-CLAP-CLAP" "The Orcs notice you." The PC's gains primarily in their legs, making them slow, ungainly and clumsy. ATHLETIC penalties towards running, sneaking, riding and dancing are increased by 50% at OVERWEIGHT/25 FAT POINTS and rolled with DISADVANTAGE at OBESE/30 FAT POINTS. However, the PC doesn't take CONSTITUTION damage per FAT POINT until 30 FAT POINTS.

(26) SWEET TOOTH: "Another slice you say? Well it is so hard to resist...", this character has a taste for sugar (and grease, fat, salt etc), making it hard to control themselves around unhealthy food. WILLPOWER rolls to avoid OVEREATING are rolled with DISADVANTAGE.

 

Bonds

Born Lipo-Vampiress: She is stronger and faster and gets the SUPERNATURAL ATHLETE feat. While classic holy symbols and sunlight with on then, their true weakness is that they gain one fat point per day. She could inject the fat into victims when necessary but always hungered to suck it from other victims as well. In all sizes she is very charming and seductive (+30 CHARISMA)

Crippled Vampirism: The inquisition has destroyed her ability to suck or inject excess fat into others. Only a compensating hunger for irresponsibly fatty foods and the mysterious daily gain of one FAT POINT and her strength remain. And sometimes her fangs uncontrollably show up.

Vampire-Suppressant: The alchemical solution has to be taken daily to suppress the daily gain of one fat point and her hunger for fat, but it makes her powerless (ATHLETICS -15) and triples the calories delivered from all normal food. (Overeating counts as overeating three times, enchanted food and weight gain spells affect her normally). Stacks with SLOW METABOLISM

 

 

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Alara Stonemark

Age: 29

height: 1,93m or ~6’4” (8.25 lb / FP)
starting weight: 384 lbs. (~46 Fat Mass Points)

Class: Barbarian
Race: human

 

Atrributes:

Athletics 187
Constitution 172
Intelligence 69
Willpower 75
Charisma 39

 

Mental Feats:

(20) ITS ALL MUSCLE: the PC believes, rightly or wrongly, that their increased fat is a thin layer of bulk over muscle. -5 penalty to WILLPOWER to avoid over eating, advantage to ATHLETICS to exercise.

(26) BULGING BRAVERY: rightly or wrongly, the character believes their bulk is a sign of toughness and strength. Must pass a WILLPOWER check before a physical action, receives advantage to the subsequent ATHLETIC checks on a success.

 

Physical Feats:

(20) NATURAL ATHLETE: "How long did I train for winning this marathon? What do you mean, I just thought everyone looked like they were having fun?" This PC is blessed by God to be an amazing athlete. While at NORMAL WEIGHT they automatically pass ATHLETICS tests, while at OVERWEIGHT they roll ATHLETICS with ADVANTAGE. They fail to take Athletics penalties until they reach 35 FAT POINTS and from their only take half penalties.

(24) BIG BONED: "Yeah I'm a size ten but that's just how I'm built..." this PC says they aren't fat and to a degree they're right. Until they hit OBESE/30 FAT POINTs they take no ATHLETICS or CONSTITUTION damage per FAT point and take half ATHLETICS or CONSTITUTION damage per FAT point from then on. Reroll if character already has SMALL FRAMED.

(26) BIG MILKERS: "Oh these? Oh yeah, they're getting bigger still. Why would I diet, it all goes to the girls first...they do make my back a bit sore..." This PC is blessed with a bountiful bosom by genetics, making them sexier to all and acting as a caloric disposal area...for a while. On gaining FAT POINTS between 20-24, this character's CHARISMA bonus increases by 2 instead of one with all NORMY NPCs, she takes no penalty with FAT FETISH NPCS despite being a normal weight and does not suffer ATHLETICS or CONSTITUTION loss per FAT POINT due to the fat failing to land on her limbs or core. On gaining FAT POINTS in the OVERWEIGHT category between 25-30, her CHARISMA increases by 1 among all NORMY NPCs instead of falling by 2 and increases by 4 among FAT FETISH NPCS instead of by 2, her ATHLETICS and CONSTITUTION scores however now fall by 4 points per FAT POINT instead of 3 to represent strain on her back. From 30 FAT POINTS onward, the PC's penalty/bonus on CHARISMA towards NORMIE/FAT-FETISHIST increases by 50% over baseline to represent rampant gigantomastia , while her ATHLETICS and CONSTITUTION penalties increase by 50% to represent immense back strain.

(28) FAST METABOLISM: whether through youth, a high fat burn from lean muscle mass or just the genetic lottery, this PC gains weight very slowly. WEIGHT GAIN from OVEREATING is halved, CONSTITUTION checks to avoid weight gain are rolled with ADVANTAGE.

 

 

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Prologue and Setting

This one was born between worlds,
a half-elf, and if that wasn’t enough: her mother was attacked by lipo-vampiresses while still carrying her. Her mother got some hundred pounds heavier that night, but they both survived it and this one was born. Everything seemed fine until one day while breastfeeding her daughter a sudden pain ran through the mother when the child buried sharp fangs that had appeared from thin air, into her mother’s recently fattened up bustyness and started sucking more than milk. Her high-born parents abandoned her just the next day, for they were way over their heads in trouble from their mixed race relationship already. But this little abomination somehow survived on her own in the wilderness and grew into quite the pleasant young huntress – until the little huntress became the prey of some do-gooder clerics of some oh-so-very-holy inquisition after one too many uninvited nightly visits to the townsfolk. They captured the young girl in the darkest of woods, but since they were very, very benevolent people they didn’t kill her outright and just accepted her probable death in dozens of experiments and procedures. They removed her always growing back fangs three times before they could successfully destroy her capability to inject fat into others. In a whiff of joy and accomplished feelings, they called the terrified girl “Joy Sunshine”. Stripped of her way to get rid of the mysteriously self-accumulating subcutaneous fat, Joy ballooned in no time from thin to chubby to bottom heavy obese – which was a relief for many clerics for the young wildling was way too many levels of pretty and tempting and speculations could be heard that no one could really tell her true age, given her mixed race and affliction – so the Prior was happy to see her beauty weighed down, for a time.

Soon however they had to research the source of her gain. Joys weight was getting unnatural and when they found indications for a connection to the abyss on a cellular level in another series of extremely holy experiments, they knew they could terrorise her further without success or pass her over to the faithless “College of Arcane Sciences”. Her time at the college was another hell, but heaven in comparison. They found an alchemical solution to suppress her self-accumulating pounds and hunger for the fattiest of foods. With rigorous coaching and constant kicks in her sizeable butt, her weight was brought down to mere chubby. Joy learned to speak the common tongue, learned to read and write and soon showed an intuitive access to magic that skipped years of dedicated study, envied by the wizard apprentices – she was a sorceress! Being the cutest girl at the college didn’t help with being accepted, nor did her silly name or her fangs that came out when she was angry or just scared and started automatically hissing half of the time. They laughed about that and alienated her, women and elves alike and they constantly sabotaged her necessarily strict diet. The suppressing through alchemical solution came at a price: she was unnaturally prone to weight gain. As a half-elf she already had the slow metabolism of elves coupled with the too effective stomach of humans – which made her gain especially easily and the solution just made that worse by tripling the calories delivered through food, while putting her metabolism to a near halt, dazing her towards a powerless laziness. Her female colleagues exploited that to keep her good looks at bay towards their favorite male students – if only they knew, she had no interest in boys.

It was only for Sir Alric Stonemark who had helped her to shed the pounds before to keep her in shape. He could access and spark the ambition in Joy like no one else. He had teached her pretty well to stick to her regimen and diet, but he had less and less time when their country of Palladia drifted into a war with a much more powerful opponent: the faithless country of Balubia.

The last hope for peace was the invitation of Palladia’s Princess Alara, a seasoned tournament champion. Despite Balubias habit of rampant gluttony, King Talbert of Palladia didn’t fear for his daughters waistline, since she was 6’4” tall and 350 lean pounds of muscles with the metabolism of a horse, nor did he fear an assassination since Alara would scrub the floor with any man, but he feared the unprovable silent poisoning of his daughter by a slow working poison or curse that would affect her when already back home. Also knowing Alara’s prowess, Balubia allowed but one single female guard to accompany her, so her father demanded a capable wizard from the college to discern poisons and strictly pre-taste with magically trained senses half of everything served to Alara.

When absolutely no wizard could be persuaded to go, the Principal of the College remembered one expendable soul he had a good leverage in bottles on and despite that mongrel was one of those bush-league spellslinging sorceresses, from all he heard, she wasn’t completely incapable to pass for a wizard at least to the undiscerning eye…

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The Principal informed Joy of her assignment for the College that was planned in two months.
He also assigned a senior wizard to practice the relevant skills with her, but advised the chubby half-elf friendly to use the rest of the time to shed some pounds and get into shape since pre-tasting at least half of all servings to the princess would involve a lot of eating, especially since the pure blooded of Balubian nobility was somehow genetically resistant to weight gain. They hosted rampant feasts that were practically eating contests and granted major political influence to those who proved the purity of their bloodline by eating the most without gaining weight or cheating with fat magic. Fat magic was regarded as a need of peasants and pathetic social climbers.

“That’s where Princess Alara comes into play! Relax, it’s not important for you to resist all weight gain, but you will have to keep up with her to discern possible poisons, while she will have to avoid any weight gain, but still eat enough to impress.”

Joy quickly thought about it and then smiled genuinely “Thank you for the honor and opportunity to prove myself. I promise to serve with dedication  and I promise to use the prospect of a good feast to finally spur myself for the advisable weight loss. At least I will have to feast just like a princess and not keep up with some six foot hungry knight” she joked and the principal tried to dodge that risky topic with a fake smile in return.

 

[Joy rolls INT (39) for insight: 97 – fail, her happiness over the opportunity silences all concerns… all princesses are picky eaters, right?]

 

Joy kept taking the suppressant tonic and attempts to lose weight for the next eight weeks while also training with an alchemist specialized in poisons:

Week 1+2: ATH 57 success; WILL 64, 36 success = -1 FP, ATH and CON +3

Week 3+4: ATH 54 success; WILL 80, 35 success = -1 FP, ATH and CON +3

Week 5+6: ATH 14 success; WILL 37, 84 success = -1 FP, ATH and CON +2

Week 7+8: ATH 99 fail; WILL 95, 98 fail = +1 FP

 

She sticked to her training and diet but in the last two weeks she ruined the results of the two weeks before with a few serious hunger attacks. But overall she still managed to lose some pounds and even gain some muscles. For the first time in years she no longer looked chubby at 151 lbs and was proud and positively optimistic.

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The next day an envoy of the crown arrived to assess Joy.

[INT 39, advantage: 90, 17]

The auburn haired beauty passed everything concerning ingested poisons, her curvaceous trimmed, but still soft body was weighed and then she gracefully failed the physical unarmed combat test by hairsbreadth, but that seemed unimportant to him. The envoy had her sit down at a table with a huge bowl of some creamy porridge and asked her to eat as much as possible and emphasized that this was probably the most critical part of the assessment.

Joy pushed herself to the limit, despite hating how rich that porridge seemed. She had avoided it for years to eat as much as other people and her stomach had shrinked. This time she had pushed herself to eat what would qualify as overeating for a normal person and was now in physical and mental pain. The assessor noticed that and sighed and shaked his head.

[Joy rolls CON (67): 42 – success, her slightly strengthened metabolism manages to halve the weight gain from 6 to 3 pounds]

He stood up and waved his arms in a dramatical gesture “But this will clearly not work!”

“WHA-What?” slipped out of Joy and her spoon slipped from her hand into the still more than half full bowl where porridge splashed over her blouse and into her cleavage. “No, no, no please! I-I can do it, I need this, you-you don’t understand”

“No, it would jeopardize the mission! I am sorry, bu“ Then she grabbed his hand tightly and tears started flowing, clearing away her cheap make up with every cry, revealing a face that was even more beautiful without it. She was heartwarmingly pathetic for him when she sobbed her lost hope into his sleeves. “P-please, mister!”

Insight the envoy feelings battled until his prudence was rattled. “We can’t use magic, and we can’t allow you to break off your supressant, but there might be one option… a friend noticed a potential procedure that would irreversably inc-“

“Do it! If it’s the only option, then whatever it takes!”

“But it’s-“ He wanted to reason with her, but she was blind for it in this moment…

“I owned this chance. I cannot let it go. You only get one shot, I can’t miss my chance to grow, this opportunity comes once in a lifetime!” she pleaded unwittingly predictive.

It was decide, but time was short. An hour later excited alchemists and healers anesthetized her to stretch her stomach painfully fast in an unanticipated experiment, while healing it simultaneously and applying a shark-mutant that would enhance it’s digestion capacity and not let it shrink back.

Free of any pain Joy woke up the next morning. To Joys delight, the procedure seemed not to have involved any nourishment. She felt great, but was also quite hungry. The healers checked her and allowed her to leave. The envoy was back and announced another test, where Joy would finally meet princess Alara.

She was led to the palace and through endless halls and corridors until she suddenly made eye contact with the king not far away. Joy became anxious and if she wasn’t driven by her new appetite, she would have likely been paralyzed by their intimidating social disparity.

Next to him was a female guard in light armor. Her weatherbeaten face was a testament of self-confidence. Her long red Hair was braided in the fashion of berserks. She was way over 6 foot tall, imposingly wide and yet wiry muscles peeked between the revealing layers of armor under tanned skin. Her bare midriff was a chiseled eightpack. Her hips showed female and yet rock hard curves. Her legs weren’t thick but looked sturdy like a ships mast. The only soft part on her was her blessed bosom. She was no classic beauty or any lovely but her body was sculpted so perfectly, that Joys heart skipped one and a second beat in awe. She felt inappropriately light headed even before that “guard” was addressed as Princess Alara.

She heard the King addressing herself too and woke up barely too late from a spike of adrenalin to avoid swaying. Everyone looked at her waiting for an answer and she didn’t know what to say. “King, sir, such a hunger to meet you! …Shit, shit, I mean’t honor!” Of course she knew, she had just made it worse and sensed the hostility of the guards, then a slap in the neck from the principal, she hadn’t even noticed behind her. That slap triggered her fangs, but Alara rescued her by stepping right in front of her. Imposing as she was, no one else witnessed it.

“Time is short, father, we summoned that wizard for a single purpose and should probably just get started.”

“You are right", King Alric agreed proudly.

Zealous to make up for it, the young sorceress was ready to push her stomach to it’s limit again. This time it was no porridge however but entire full sized chocolate cakes were put simultaneously in front of Joy and Alara.

They both indulged, Alara was obviously more used to eating big and started faster. To Joy’s shock she felt no fullness after the entire cake and Alara was already at her second. It was a Test for her, too. This went on until the third cake was gone and Joy had catched up. After three and a half cakes Alara gave up, completely stuffed and watched Joy munch through nearly six cakes.

“That will work!” the envoy settled the case and the king announced Alara and Joy to be escorted to Balubia the next day at sunrise while they both fell into a food coma.

[Alara rolls ATH and WILL for advantage on CON: 24, 45 – success]
[Alara rolls CON with advantage to halve weight gain: 91, 13 – success]
[Alara gains less than one pound from overeating for three and a half normal people]

[Joy rolls CON with disadvantage to halve the weight gain: 100, 100… what the holy crit fail… … … as it seems, the baker was one of Joy’s worst rivals and the cakes weren’t worth overeating for just six people but extra buttery and evidently bigger than Alara’s. They really wanted to test her limits and underhandedly made her overeat for d6+6: 12 normal people! WTH… there goes the slow burn]
[with all the manipulations Joy gains (12x2x3) 72 pounds from those heavy cream pies and will be up to 226 lbs]

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Hmmm, okay, here's some ideas for the initial trip...

[X] the pleasure cruise: Joy and Alara's trip to Balubia is on a luxurious ship, packed to the gills with fattening goodies to ensure that the Princess is properly plump for her upcoming nupitals. Joy gains 1d20lbs, while Alara gains 2d20...

[X] The Tournament Tour! The Princess enjoys her last days in her homeland visiting scenes of her great tournament triumphs...with each athletic event getting harder and harder as, with Joy's help, she she continues bulking for her new role...

[X] The Budding hunger: Joy is eating like a machine as she accompanies the Princess, yet is still only pleasantly plump...strangely though, everyone around her seems to be bulking up rapidly, with Princess Alara bulging out of her armor and even their escort of knightesses beginning to bulge. Have her lipo vampiric powers made a return, or is another lipo vampire here?

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