WG-RPG-story season 2: Rolling in the deep

[flyer33]

"Skeletons? Double Ew!" Haylie concurred. "Um. Do you think they have any treasure?"

Haylie sauntered along behind Lydia, and politely declined to notice the bard's fatass-induced wardrobe problem. 

Alas, Haylie had a wardrobe issue of her own... Her elf ranger leggings had been designed for a woman who was simultaneously extremely tall, but also rail thin. And Haylie's ass - lovely as it was - was simply too large to let her squat down to investigate the skeletons' treasure. Well, she could try, but Haylie was pretty sure she would pop a seam.

"Um... Maria, Honey..." Haylie began asking. The rogue was of relatively average height, and clad in what looked like moderately forgiving pants - at least, compared to the indecently skintight leather Haylie had selected - so she would probably have a much easier time bending down to investigate the skeletons' stuff! 

"... Do you think those potions might be useful?" Haylie inquired. "Or, perhaps... Do you think the sword might be... valuable?" 

Her inquiry made, Haylie stepped to one side, and cast an eye over the statue of the naked devil-ess. Whoever she was, or had been, she certainly looked like she could find a meal when she wanted one. And Haylie, wondering when it would be time for breakfast, so that she could have something tasty from her meagre rations, resolved to head through the left hand door. At least, once she'd found out if the loot on the cave floor was worth anything. 

[SilverPathfinder]

Everyone seemed to have the same idea of investigating the potions near the dead skeletons. Obviously, it was stupid to leave magical elixirs behind, but Veronica was much more interested in what in the world turned these formerly living people into dead ones. Any clue about the dangers of this temple would very much be useful, for turning into a skeleton was very much something she would like to, especially since the overfed alchemist got all these fat sexy curves to flaunt.

Like the amateurs they all were, the other girls had decided to cram their huge butts into elven pants. A rookie mistake, for if pants were usually preferable for adventuring, tight ones were a big no no for mobility. Watching Haylie and Lydia struggle to bend over, Veronica felt very proud of herself for having picked loose skirts as her clothing choice. Still, she quickly found that she was way too fat to simply bend over like an attention seeking debutante, not with that much belly and boobage in the way.

''Out of the way blondies, let me have a look, humff!''

Instead, the newly obese thief had no option but to simply drop on her knees with an hefty thud and much bouncing from her butt and bosom. From this position, her short stature allowed her to both snatch a potion before Maria made her move, and also have a look at the possible cause of death for these two piles of bones.

(Roll INTELLIGENCE to figure out the cause of death or detect possible threats: 53, Success)

(Roll INTELLIGENCE to identify the potion she grabbed: 69 (nice) Success)

(Roll STRENGTH to stand up: 49 Fail)

Having learned what she needed to, Veronica attempted to stand back up from the ground, but with her fat stomach resting on her thighs and her huge breasts throwing her off balance, the already tired bombshell simply stumbled in place before crashing back on her knees, her fat butt slamming against her heels and stretching the fabric of her skirt. Since when was it so hard to stand up, wondered the size unaware cutie.

''Ugh... A little help please? The ground is slippery.'' She asked, sounding annoyed  by her own clumsiness, and batting her eyelashes in direction of the strong and toned Kyra. Gosh the snake blooded captain looked even finer with a little meat to smooth her curves. From this low angle, Veronica was graced with so much under-boob she could die in peace. The helplessly obese alchemist wouldn't mind having Roxanne hauling her up instead, but she felt almost too intimidated by her to even dare be such an overt flirt.

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Lydia

(rolls INTELLIGENCE to realize Veronica is talking to Kyra: 43, FAIL)

”Don’t worry! I’ll save you!”

Before the thief could say otherwise, the bard had hooked her arms under her own and heaved.

(Rolls STRENGTH to see if she can lift her up: 24, PASS)

By chance, Lydia had the good fortune of having her plump rear end pointed towards a nearby stone wall, which prevented her from falling backwards.

“Oof!” Lydia giggled nervously to herself. “Wow, that could’ve ended way worse than it did! I mean, this is why I never wear dresses — I’d trip and fall, like, all the time…”

[ulvrik]

When Haylie asked Maria to take a look she was about to answer but Viktoria was faster, moving in to look at the remains, as the others helped her to get up, maria notices the sword and the dagger that Haylie had mentioned, she signed a tumb up and decides to take a closer look, she waddles forward, her huge ass jiggling as she presses her legs forward for a look at the things Viktoria seemed to neglect.

As she gets there she bends down slowly, making her homemade black leather pants stretch to their uttermost limit and her bottom creek was on full display for all to see.  

(Roll dex to bend down carefully without falling 56 success)

As she bent down she began to sweat easily from the exertion, her breathing getting harder as she carefully removes the dagger and the sword and takes a closer look.  

(Roll Int to investigate the sword and dagger 100 fail)

While they were well made, she couldn't see any special with them. She called for Haylie's attention as soon she could gather her breath to talk from her position.

“I'm afraid they are not especially valuable, they are well-made but that's it, you still want them?” As she looked at them she couldn't stop to look at the dagger, she had always had a thing for daggers…  “I rather like the dagger so if you okay I keep it?” she tried to make a smile in the dim light “You can never go with too few daggers you know”

As she lifts the hilt of the sword to Haylie and stows away the dagger in her backpack, the movement making her belly sway free from her tight shirt, showing a good part of her soft dark brown underbelly, she looks at Viktoria that had finished her search on the skeletons and asked her.

“Could you find out what happen to these people?”

While she said that she kept searching with her eyes after other things as she carefully lifts her sword at the decaying armour and bones and the area around the skeletons  

(Roll int to investigate anything that wasn't in plain sight 24 success)

[maxis192]

Roxanne led the group into the cave towards the light. She went to the relief on the left.

"I wonder what this means, this language isn't known in the order!"

Haylie followed her and wondered as well. When Roxanne stepped onto the floor tiles of diffrent color she noticed a mechanical clicking sound from beneath.

"Woah, do not move, soldier!" she warned Roxanne, but nothing terrible seemed to happen when Roxanne kept moving and the clicking stopped until she stepped on it too to get a better look on the curvy stone statue...

The others investigated the skeletons on the other half of the cave. Maria took a close up look at the skeletons' weapons and was about to collect one of the two potions, when Veronica threw herself on her knees to snatch them both. She uncorked them and sniffed. They didn't appear to be poisonous so she taste tested them.

“So uh…” said Lydia and stretched one meaty thigh to the side and made her leathers groan. “Anyone see anything?”

No one seemed interested to respond.

“I got nothing… kinda hungry for some reason…” she chattered on, while...

...Veronica identified the potions as both potent muscle growth potions (Vernonica gains 2 lbs of muscle and STR from sampling them). She stored them safely in her potion satchel and tried to get up, but underestimated the added weight and lost balance, launching herself right into an indeliberate hug with the resting skeleton.

"Yuck!" she cursed calmly "I wonder what killed these poor devils, let me see... something dented their bones all over... like stings... no, not stings... bites from-" investigated Veronica while Kyra watched their six and suddenly shouted...

"SPIDERS!!"

"Yes, correct! These guys were killed by spiders. How did you know?  ...it seems they focused on their fa-"

"NO! SPIDERS!! HERE, DEAR!!!"

"Yeah, this was long ago, probably no spiders here anymore, but look! What a strange belt!" said Veronica when she found an exceptionally broad woven leather belt, still tied around the hip bones of that skeleton and collected it.

"OPEN EYES! OUCH!" shouted Kyra when the first spider jumped at the unalarmed Alchemist. She could cut the jumping spider in half before it reached Veronica but even then it managed to bite Kyra's hand somehow. Good thing she was immune to almost every poison.

"Oh hell nooooo! YUUUUUCK!" screamed Veronica...

(Veronica found a magical belt, roll WILL with disadvantage: on a success you quickly force it into your satchel, on a fail you bring it close to your own waist where it immediately flows around you and buckles itself)

...and fled towards the left door, where her weight added on the pressure plate and the door sprung open.

 

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(The group decided to go through the left door. You can add a little reaction and describe your transition through the door, but you don't need to. The next round officially starts after my next post describing the following room.)

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Lydia failed to find anything useful in the immediate vicinity, though she was certain if she could waddle her plump ass through the door to the right, she would surely discover something of use. Unfortunately, what she found was a swarm of spindly-legged spiders approaching.

”Eeeeee!” Lydia’s little fists shook with terror. She immediately bolted back towards her friends as fast as her constrictive outfit would allow — which was surprisingly fast. Fast as a fat bear shocked awake from hibernation by skittering insects.

[flyer33]

"Uh oh!" Haylie exclaimed.

Thinking quickly, the blonde knightess stopped trying to adjust her sword belt to accommodate the second blade. She raced towards the open portal - with as much alacrity as her extremely tight elven leggings allowed her to exercise with any decency - her extra sword at the ready in case there should be more spiders ahead, or any other foe! And just as well, because her long legs combined with her relatively less fattened frame ensured that Haylie found herself leading the party into the chamber behind the statue of the overfed deviless.

 

[ulvrik]

As the others ran through the door as it opened, Maria was in a feverish panic. her mind was that she needed to get to safety, nothing else mattered. She had been carefully watching and when shouts about the spiders came and she saw them in her vision view, she got up quickly but when she saw how many the spiders were, she turned and started running in a half jumping waddle, so when she was at the front of the door her breathing was in such bad condition she couldn't speak, only breath so hard that she thought that she was about to lose the last of the air that she had left in her lungs.

She didn't notice where she was precisely going, he didn't put any thoughts about how the door had looked or how the statues had looked like, all she could think of was following the others in a mindless run, away from the danger, but her waddling run turned to a slow waddle, and she first now noticed that she had her sword in her hand still, she quickly fumbled around to put it away and to bring out her crossbow, loaded and ready while breathing even harder.

[Batman76]

Roxanne felt the old, familiar thrill of battle lust coursing through her veins at the advance of the spiders. Holy scriptures of long vanished Saint Elyssan came to her mind, that in the cut of a blade against a dangerous foe was the truest zest of life. She'd felled men and monsters far more fell than these in her time, she could indeed visualize how to easily kill them all.

But the Roxanne she thought of was of course, a hundred pounds and more lighter. Perhaps her new form would be slow and sloppy despite her practice. Certainly she would be slower, the sword saint had always counted on being faster than her enemies but sheer mass meant she would have to depend more on power now. It was impossible to know how she'd perform and the sensation thrilled her. After twenty five years plying the blade, she might actually taste challenge again.

Smiling, the Sword Saint put a hand on it's shark skin hilt. She let her left leg slide forwards and bent her knees, trousers creaking against thickened thigh and bulging rear, ready to draw cutupwards. Loosening the blade revealed a complication though, even with her gut wrapped into a too small corset, the tsuba guard of her sword bumped into her thick waist. An unusual flush hit Roxanne's cheeks, shock at her anatomy getting in the way mixing with a strange...arousal at seeing how much she'd changed from the peerless weapon she'd been. Arousal which increased when she looked down at the issue and could only see her huge, heaving cleavage. For a moment, the warrior was aware not of the rushing spiders or her allies, but of how her tight leggings squeezed oh so nicely around her groin. The sensation was far more pleasurable than the singular time she'd had sex to conceive her daughter twenty years earlier, making her pant audibly.

Seeing the thick blonde knight begin to charge forwards with a huffing, puffing war cry, snapped her out of it.

"Don't run, you'll be picked off! Fighters, form a line across the door, we fight going back, step by step into the new passage," Roxanne yelled.

Charisma, 45, pass.

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Lydia’s door-bashing hips bumped against the door frame like the world’s softest wrecking ball. Such girth had once again caught her off guard, and in a panic she inadvertently bumped against an equally-soft object with her opposite side. She looked askance at the obstruction, expecting a multi-legged beast and discovering a massively-tall warrior woman standing wide between the stone frames.

It was Roxanne. Roxanne, the almost-giantess with unimaginable strength. Roxanne, the warrior-angel with an eagle’s gaze. Roxanne, the stone-cold killer grown oh so soft and huggable, and just the right height to nuzzle a head into the plush paunch where unforgiving abs had once been. Lydia gaped in awe upon her… 

(Rolled INTELLIGENCE: 29, FAIL)

… completely missing exactly what Roxanne had said and consequently was in the door frame facing the wrong direction.

[SilverPathfinder]

(Rolled WILL at Disadvantage : 40, 14 = PASS)

Veronica was feeling invigorated by the small sample of the potent muscle tonic she just looted on the skeletons, and shoved the vials in her bag with a smile. These would be useful in the future, she was sure of it, if only to help her climb back these damn stairs they just descended. Gosh she was heavy, but this was the price to pay to maintain her lovely curves. She swore to herself she would never be flat again, even if that meant having her belly kisses her knees anytime she needed to climb a step.

The wide belt was intriguing, and Veronica really wanted to try it on. It even looked like it might fit around her thick waist! But after thinking a moment, she also shoved it in her bag. It came from a corpse after all. It couldn't be hygienic  to just wear stuff straight from dead people. It was a better idea to at least wash it before putting all that rot on her cute new clothes she spends so much effort crafting with alchemy.

That care wouldn't ultimately mean much tho, because the soft fabric that was tightly wrapped around Veronica enormous breasts was almost immediately after being sprayed with translucent arachnid hemofluids, the sticky and slightly white liquid splashing her tits with a wet noise while the creature got cut in two by Kyra.

''YUUUUUCK!'' Screamed the pampered thief, frantically trying to wipe off the goo from her expansive bosom, only to feel the thing coat her curves with a disgusting sheen. At least it was super hot Kyra that saved her, but she would have to stick a sponge in there to get clean again. Ugh.

Veronica watched the throng of adventurers waddle away in random panic, but eventually Roxanne stepped up and started saying smart things with a commanding voice, at last! Veronica couldn't agree more. No one would be running for long in these caves, and escaping spiders in panic to just stumble into a trap would be extremely dumb. She knew what she had to do!

Not being the best of fighters, and certainly not wanting to get into a dagger fight with a swarm of spiders, Veronica quickly backed away from the group, moving past Roxanne and beginning to quickly scout the corridor past the doorway. If they were going to fight and back off there, she wanted to be sure the path was safe. The others would be distracted by the spiders, so she would be the eyes at the back of their head. Speaking of her dagger, the obese alchemist clumsily attempted to unsheathe it, fighting against her belly and tits to actually reach the damn thing, half-swallowed by a love handle on her hips. As soon as it was out, she felt a little more confident.

If she could be sure the corridor was safe, Veronica thought she could call a retreat and try to unleash some chemical warfare on the arachnids, but that was planning a few steps ahead. Throwing any alchemical compounds in this chaos would be doing some serious friendly fire, especially with the size of her companions compared to her targets.

[ulvrik]

(Rolling INT to hear Roxanne over her terrifying beating heart. Roll 68 fails.)

As Maria hears Roxanne shouting to form a line, her mind goes blank as she has no idea what forming a line would help against those nasty little spiders, on their way to eat them all up. So instead she firmly stayed behind the others, ready with her crossbow. while she did this, deep inside her head a tiny inner voice condemned her and made her feel ashamed for not listening to the warrior that all reasonable knew what she was doing, but she couldn't make herself join the others to meet the certain doom they faced, so while she tries to get a clear shot with her crossbow, her stomach started to grumble and churn, as an intetesfy feeling of hunger almost making her fall to her knees. 

(Marias Major Fat Feat "Stress eater" activates, she deals with failure by overeating. Whenever she fails a roll, she must consume an MP worth of calories or roll CON; on a failure, she loses 1 hp.)

[maxis192]

Round 4
 

Haylie and Roxanne feel the duty to guard the retreat into the temple in an orderly fashion, but looking at each other they had the same thought running through their head simultaneously:

"Tactical mistake, no shields!"

However they had already commited and still managed to cut many spiders in half until the poisonous spilling spider blood started to weaken them. Their muscles slacked and Haylie was the first to get jumped by a spider, that started biting through her clothing and then sucking. Within seconds Haylie and Roxanne and then also Maria were riddled in liposucking spiders. Kyra tried to help them, but the spiders were too quick: The swarm sucked out all excess fat from Haylie and Roxanne in no time, continued to feed on Maria and then scattered and left through holes in the cave wall. The three fell limp on the ground. Their clothes and armor hung loose, dirty and half shredded with holes. It took them a few moments to shake off the torpor. They also took 2d6 points of damage. (a successful CON check halves that damage)

Roxanne regained consciousness shortly after at wiry 174 pounds (10 FP: 90 + 84 pounds of muscles). While fighting with the torpor she felt an itch on her back and suddenly her skin cracked open and feathers of the same iridescent green and and violet color, which the spiders had, started growing out of the scars of her crippled wings a few inches long. As the feathers grew out of her and through holes in her shirt, the poison was catalysed and gone.

Haylie feels a warmth in her muscles while standing up. The air was actually warm and dry, but it felt freezing for her and she shivered from the apparently dropping temperature. Her quickened metabolism catalyses the poison in her blood and her mind clears. She stands up at 156 pounds (10 FP: 80 + 76 pounds of muscles), but gains 2d10 STR and pounds of muscles on top of that and a stack of FAST METABOLISM. She looked at least as ripped as Roxanne now.

Maria loses 10d6 lbs until the liposucking spider swarm has filled its capacity and she must pass a CON check or get disadvantage to all DEX and INT checks for an hour from the poison.

 

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The party gathers and ventures forth into the next room. As soon as they closed the door they heard a mechanism locking them in and it was pitch black. No light could cut through this darkness, not even as far as the length of their arms. It was so dark that everyone lost orientation and to make it worse, gravity seemed to play tricks here. It was hard to even remain on your feet, but eventually you tumbled...

...but instead of hitting the ground you landed in comfortable armchairs in front of a laid dining table in candle light. The armchairs were comfy and you felt the urge to snuggle into them for just a moment. The velvety cushions allow you to sink into them just enough to firmly arrest you on the chairs. They don't hurt you as long as you don't struggle, but you couldn't move an inch, except for your heads.

In front of everyone lays a black post card with golden letters, forming a text of the following meaning written in your first language:

 

"To enter you chose to sacrifice pace,
that's why you are now in this place.
Accepted is your entry wish,
so say a choice of drink or dish,
but mind how each their course must eat
until your combined weight will meet
the demanded burden, on any your feet,
alloted quaintly opposed to your greed."

 

The candle fires grew into vivid and colorful transparent depictions of your menu options, but only until ordered once.

you see from left to right:
- a cup of black coffee
- a fresh green apple
- a handful of nuts
- a large cup of hot chocolate with a lot of whipped cream on top
- a pitcher of dark beer
- two dozen pancakes with strawberries
- a large dish of hot lasagna
- a huge bowl of white mousse au chocolat garnished with slices of pear
- a two-story fancy cake fit for a large wedding party

[flyer33]

Haylie has taken 4 damage from the spider bites: only 36 HP remaining! But has gained 12 STR and +1 Fast Metabolism, due to the venom! (Uncapped STR 88.)

"HUGE CHOCOLATE MOUSSE!" Haylie demanded out loud, without waiting to see what any of the other girls wanted. She was *far* too hungry for any kind of courtesy. Starving, in fact! The monster spiders had given her a painful biting that burned, even though she'd gotten a few with her sword in spite of the party's awful tactics. And they had left her feeling skinny and weak... Well, not exactly weak. But very, very hungry!

Actually, Haylie's eye had lingered on the wedding cake, with the hope it might be chocolate, her favourite kind of cake! But the menu didn't say it was chocolate, so it was probably boozy fruit... And hence Haylie had quickly exclaimed the first thing she saw that contained chocolate! 

"Oh, and HOT CHOCOLATE too!" The blonde knightess quickly added, lest someone else take it away from her: the until ordered once sounded ominous, given how hungry she was. Especially for chocolate! 

[SilverPathfinder]

Veronica thought she would be of help while scouting ahead, but instead she only managed to look cowardly, waddling away from danger. At least, she didn't get a taste of these awful spider bites. The horror of these creepy crawlies being not only aggressive, but actively hunting for her cherished abundance was almost too much for the alchemist. She wouldn't let them suck her precious adipose, not while it made her breasts so plump and her hips so womanly!

The gorgeous short brunette was too busy fleeing to avoid the trap, and she found her cushy rump set comfortably in a chair like everyone else. The menu in front of her was enticing, even if it was obviously some kind of riddle. The insinuation was that they would need to gain weight together to get free from this place. As by far the most obese of them all, with her rotund belly bulging so far it was biting the edge of the table in front of her, Veronica felt like she should probably let the others sample the most decadent dishes. Sharing the fat was almost as fun as carrying, and probably better for her knees. She just hoped Kyra or Roxanne would stay relatively in shape... she liked her busty shapely eye candy.

''I will take a pitcher of ale! Liquid bread is the best poison.''

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Lydia sat squarely in her leathery chair eying her companions seated across from her and on either side. The sudden transition from fleeing a pack of spiders to reclining before a feasting table was unusual, but the air headed bard worried that chaos would resume if she questioned their circumstances too much. It was as if there were some omniscient entity in the labyrinth with them, judging their actions and punishing them accordingly. Indeed, she suspected as much even before she noticed the rhymes written and placed before them.

“What’s this?” Lydia leaned forward to read the prose, leather rubbing noisily against her cheeks. “Some kind of ditty?”

None answered, but Haylie wasted precious little time taking action.

“Huge chocolate mousse!” the adventurer cried to Lydia’s left, reaching for the sumptuous dessert and dragging it towards herself.

“Um, yes,” Lydia swung her legs beneath the table. “And it’s uh… really huge cake too. I like cake too…”

“Oh, and hot chocolate too!” Haylie continued greedily.

“Okay uh…” Lydia pouted to herself with her arms holding her knees. “Didn’t the little ditty say something about the greed ‘allotted quaintly opposed’ to… look, I’m not exactly totally sure, but I’m a bard for crying out loud, and I know a thing or two about — hey!”

To her right, the thief Veronica stole something more dear to Lydia than most anything.

“I will take a pitcher of ale,” the thief smirked to herself as she drew the pitcher to her lips. “Liquid bread is the best poison…”

Lydia was flustered, all budding thoughts nipped in the bud by her mounting frustration.

“Veronica, I was going to —“ she slapped her head and waved her arms like a chick as she bounced slightly against the leather cushion. “Y’all! You’re taking all my — I mean, you’re picking all the good ones! C’mon guys! What am I supposed to eat now? Guys?”

None answered, but it seemed as if her sort-of-girl-crush smiled at her from across the table. Was she smiling at her? Or was she smiling at her misfortune? Either way, the warrior’s terrifyingly-chiseled abs were back bigger than ever, and the thought that the woman would give her any sort of attention was strangely exciting.

Lydia shivered. Looking at Roxanne was like staring-down a heckler at her performances. It was like trying to bribe the more handsome of a tavern’s bouncers or explaining to a bar wench just which individual had volunteered to take her tab. It made her heart pound, and stiffened the breaths in her chest. Why? Why did she have such feelings for this dangerous woman?

Because she was dangerous — and it was also why she was about to do something equally dangerous.

“Hey Roxanne,” Lydia cocked her eyebrow. “Do you like your coffee, like, like how you like your women?” She reached for the black coffee on the table and brought it close. “I personally don’t always drink coffee, but when I do, I like it really, super strong —“ she nearly flinched when the very fumes of the brew singed her nostrils. “And also it doesn’t have to be black. Y’know? Anyway…”

[Batman76]

Roxanne's mind was on other matters.

The Angel Born swords woman didn't count herself as defeated, giving she was alive and only slightly injured (-7hp, halved due to Con save to -4) and most of the spiders weren't. However, she didn't feel victorious. The sapping venom of the spiders hadn't killed her, but had left her at more or less the weight she'd been before. Once again, Roxanne had a thigh gap and a six pack, with breasts that were merely big instead of huge. Somehow, she missed the extra layer, which had felt strangely natural. That bothered her, Roxanne knew she should feel relieved to not weigh nearly three hundred pounds but she now felt strangely thin. It made no sense, after all the extra lard she'd been carrying was a literal weight off of her shoulders, making her feel light as a feather...

Which was another odd issue.

Roxanne had had her wings cut away when she was an infant, to protect her in a world that feared those touched by the vanished divines. Yet after absorbing the spider venom, feathers were growing from the horrible scars. Ones that weren't the divine white she'd supposedly been born with. Instead, they were a lurid and demonic green.

Reaching through her now loose cloak, she couldn't stop touching them....which made her feel ...hungry.

Falling through the air, she'd landed in a comfy chair full of such delicious smelling food. Immediately Roxanne's mouth started watering. Food had for so long been nothing but a way to fuel her training, but now her body had a different reaction. Maybe Roxanne was just hungry from the poison, maybe months of being stuffed silly had changed something...or maybe she was a bit less angelic than she appeared.

" Hey Roxanne,” Lydia said from next to her, “Do you like your coffee, like, like how you like your women?”

Lydia reached for the black coffee on the table and brought it close. “I personally don’t always drink coffee, but when I do, I like it really, super strong —“ she nearly flinched when the very fumes of the brew singed her nostrils. “And also it doesn’t have to be black. Y’know? Anyway…”

Lydia trailed off, turning to see Roxanne having pulled a huge tray of lasagna towards herself. Although it was steaming, the angel born began shoveling it into her mouth with gusto, fueling her skinny body as a forest fire gluts on a drought.

"Are you, uh...hungry there?" Lydia asked.

Roxanne looked up, cheeks that had become slim again stuffed chipmunk round. She swallowed an enormous gulp, intentionally loosening the corset she'd retightened, and turned on the bard. After her gain, Lydia had turned into a buttery soft pear, decadent and lazy. Ideas fluttered through Roxanne's normally disciplined head, strange ideas about what to do with those thick, buttery legs...and more importantly, Lydia had even more food in front of her, a huge cake. Roxanne hated sweets...and yet...

"You *urp* gonna finish that?" the swords woman gulped.

[maxis192]

Some members of the group were hallucinating they had food and drink already in their hands after just reaching for the dancing candle light.

These magical projections looked indeed very realistic and magic was banned in wide parts of the land, so most people lived and died these days without witnessing any magic.
But how could they not feel their still empty hands and mouths? The magic was obviously strong in this place and affected the minds of some more than others.

Lydia and Roxanne were obviously not used to the arcane, but for the candles their funny displays were still one way to name their order. The lasagna was already registered for Maria, but Roxannes fingers touched the magical pancake hologram when she imagined to pull a tray of cheesy noodles towards her...

"THESE AREN'T REAL, you foolsies! It's just a magical menu card..." yelled Veronica unable to hold back her laughter

Since nothing was delivered, yet, Lydias original choice was the coffee - or will Roxanne convince her for a cake instead?

[>_< 0_0]

19 hours ago, Batman76 said:

“You *urp* gonna finish that?" the swords woman gulped.

 

8 hours ago, maxis192 said:

Since nothing was delivered, yet, Lydias original choice was the coffee - or will Roxanne convince her for a cake instead?

Lydia snickered as Veronica told her the food was a mere illusion.

”Girl…” she groaned with a beaming smile straight towards the chandeliered ceiling. “I’m high AF —“ she slammed the table excitedly as she pronounced the abbreviations as if they were real words. “Lol.”

Abruptly, her warm, fuzzy feelings were interrupted by a cold douse of unwelcome thoughts. 

“Wait, what was I just drinking? Was I drinking something?”

“Are you alright?” Roxanne asked.

“Me?” Lydia stared at her with startled wonder. “I’m fine! I mean…” she suddenly realized her mental condition was akin to drunkenness — and that was something she had great skill with.  She had ** courage! “What I mean is, I’m more than fine; I’m hot AF. You were asking if I was gonna finish that?”

(Roll INTELLIGENCE: 37, FAIL)

Lydia instinctually tried to sip on a coffee that was not actually in her hands yet. “Uh.. of course I’m gonna finish this coffee — once it’s here. Do you like black coffee, Roxanne? I love black coffee — because it’s strong and hot and, uh, it’s like, kind of dense? As in you can’t see the bottom of the cup? But I really want to see those cups — ahem! I will finish the coffee! I finish it so hard…”

[ulvrik]

(Roll CON save to avoid taking damage because of Stress Eater Feat, 36 success)

Maria´s last thought when the spiders attacked them was on her poor sister, that would never feel freedom because of the bandit gang that hold her in captivity, as she felt the pain going through her body as the spiders bet into her soft flesh her sight blacked and she lost consciousness for a few minutes.

As she woke up she felt both pain, itching and extremely weak and hungry. As she looked over her body she saw several tears where the spiders had bitten her and the skin that was visible through the tears on her clothes was reddish. As she got up on her feet she didn't reflect or notice that she had any problems anymore to bent her knees, or that her clothes weren't as tight as before, spec on her upper body.

(Roll damage 2d6, 6, rolling CON save to half the damage, 93 fail her hp is 24 roll 10d6 for weight loss in fat, 32 lbs roll CON save for avoiding poisoning 21 success her weight is now 255 lbs, meaning she loses 5 FP and isn't sluggish anymore. she loses 2  Minor Fat Feat, choosing Lazy Bone and Poor Health)

She followed the others but was unaware of her limited surrounding because of her hunger. And her body was still aching pain from the bites, so when the room's mechanic activated she almost gave a high-pitched yep as they fell. As they fell on their chairs she was bewildered and confused. When she looked around she was slowly realising what they were supposed to do. What she didn't notice was how her large well-padded buttocks and her bulging fat hips had somehow succeeded to get between the armrest, so she would be able to leave even if she had wanted to.

She looked around and saw the candle with the offering of lasagna and when she was about to say she wanted that for herself, Roxanne with her confident voice calmly stated she would take that.

Maria stopped herself before she said anything, still remembering her failure to help the fighters, so instead, she quickly scanned the table as her belly started to growl, and decided to take the pancakes “If everyone is okay with it, I take the pancakes, I'm really hungry” she said with a low voice

Her new stats after all this

Str 23 (cap 70), Dex 78 (cap 90), Con 70 (cap 90), Wil 13 (cap 78), Int 38 (cap 80), Cha 61 (cap 82)

[datdaemon]

Candlelight glinted off of Kyras eyes as a plan began to form in her mind, a particularly devious one at that.

She looked around at the forms of her newfound companions, and a grin crept onto her face.

"I think I'll order the cake, actually. To share, of course. To good companions, to good sex, good food, and of course, to booty!" 

[maxis192]

Round 5 - The welcoming committee

Once the sixth candle was unlit all candles returned to a normal light and the sound of a stone door, hidden somewhere in the dark, filled the room. There was a chuckle. Someone entered. You heard no footsteps, but another chuckle of a diffrent voice. Female, exotic, wicked. Suddenly hands gently touched your shoulders and you saw the silhouette of horns, wings and tails behind your companions on the opposite of the dinner table: Succubi!

"Our mistress told us there were sisters at our door, wishing to enter. Loooonging... for a... meeaaal..." said the succubus behind Lydia, who was sitting in the middle of the one side. The succubus seductively moaned between her words.

"This little berry looks already ripe for the picking, Milandris" says another succubus behind Veronica, who sat in the middle of the other side "but sparing her... is NOT the deal!"

"We brought your orders - mixed and mirrored just as she ordered! Blessed you are, the mistress heeded your call, you may enter once your group outweighs mine!" hissed Milandris "...Sistersss, let's help to put some meat on their bones!"

The succubi stepped into the light: they looked more than well fed. Clearly fatter than the companions, except for Veronica who was also the only one shorter than the succubi. Before you knew it, they coiled around each of you and gave you a kiss. You tasted their utterly sweet lips and their serpentine tongues touched yours, delivering a potent stream of magic. An extatic hunger for a specific food not matching your order hits you like a loaded cart...

[roll WILL and CON each at disadvantage to resist the hypnosis and/or their INSTANT DIGESTION curse - or embrace any of it without resistance]

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“Noo…” Lydia moaned at the touch of the succubus’s fingertips on the nape of her neck. “Not the meat on the bonesss…”

Lydia was no scholar, but she’d heard legends of their promiscuity and insatiable lusts. Succubi fed on the pleasures of others’ flesh, and their appetites were nearly bottomless. If she didn’t resist their temptations, she might never walk again!

(Rolled CON and WILL with disadvantage to resist hypnosis: (33 and 28, PASS))

(Rolled CON and WILL with disadvantage to resist instant digestion: (55 and 86, FAIL))

She closed her eyes and squirmed in her seat, but though she could not see temptations, she could hear and smell them. The succubus behind her was breathing into her ear, and the smell of sumptuous delicacies was wafting into the room…

[Batman76]

Succubi.

Lithe, shapely demons of lust and depravity. Their defiling flesh should burn at Roxanne's pure touch...but the now slim again paladin instead was shocked to feel...a hum of warm, inviting energy as their slender clawed hands settled across her shoulders.

"Eat, eat and grow fat...," one whispered, lips almost at her ear.

Roxanne felt the beguiling, poisonous words settle over her mind. She ignored it with ease, her mind a steel fortress with a guarded gate...but her body, oh the Paladin's body betrayed her....

The demon's words called and something within Roxane...answered....

(pass will, 33, and failed con, 93).

[ulvrik]

Maria looked with horror at the creature facing her, she had never seen Succubi before so when she felt its hand on her shoulder she was screaming inside, as her mouth was shut closed by the weird magic that held their bodies in this room.

When Maria saw the succubi facing her, a small voice in her head with cold logic noted that the creature was shorter than her, and was blessed with more ample bosom than she had, and all while her mind was in absolute terror of fright.

“You are a cute one!” her succubi said as the creature looked over Maria's face. When its eyes wandered down over her body, it got a devilish smile “and a rater fat ass too” as it pushed its both hands at Maria's fat thighs, they sunk deeply and Maria could feel the succubi's hands starting to fondle its hands upwards at her lower belly.

“You really have eaten like a pig to get fat tights like this” the succubi giggled with malic “And what do we have here? A little belly that begs for filling out more I think... hm?”, then it realised when it played with Maria's belly that the rouges fat tights and hips pressed and swelled out under the armrest she started to laugh wickedly while its eyes went back to Marias scared face.

“Awww you don't need to be scared of little me my fat little piggy, I will take sooo good care of you” and she went up to Maria's trembling lips kissed deeply and forced her tongue in while doing so.

(Roll WILL with disadvantage to resist the hypnosis 44, 27 fail)

(Roll CON with disadvantage INSTANT DIGESTION curse 97,18 fail)

As Maria's terrifying mind tried to scream at her to avoid the kiss or anything that had to with the demon, she inevitable lost the battle, and slowly calmed down as her belly started to growl and twist with hunger.

When the succubi broke off her kiss with Marie, in looked pleased when she watched the rogue´s face visible change to a calmer but hungrier visage.

“So, how about you take the filling lasagna instead of those boring thin pancakes?” she suggested while she started to massage Maria's belly again.

“Yesss…” While the last resistance of her mind failed against her growing hunger, Maria sluggish said, making her so singleminded that nothing could penetrate it for now.