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  1. Round 6 - To earn an entrance The succubi seduced the group into a submissive feeding orgy. They coiled around the adventuresses. They kissed and teased. Their tongues wandered deep into mouths and even more private parts. Hands gently joined until each adventuress was dripping wet. Milandris snapped her fingers and plates and bowls of food flew by. Lydia who ordered the lowest calorie meal soon found a huge 3 story cream cake in front of her - and a spoon. Her stomach felt hungry like a black hole. Resisting this was not an option. A huge bowl of white chocolate mousse with layers of sliced pears and pear compote landed in front of Veronica. Maria got the Lasagna Roxanne ordered and Roxanne was in the opposite situation with a pile of pancakes buried under a thick layer of hot and sugary stewed strawberries. Haylie van Bierschbach got a stein of heavy bock beer with a perfect layer of thick creamy foam. Kyra got a comparatively tiny mug of coffee. While everyone else couldn't resist indulging, the bitter smell disgusted Kyra. She always hated coffee to an upsetting degree. Milandris immediately felt the loathing rising in Kyra, so she whispered into her ear... "I feel your aversion against this mundane delight. It's not the lacking richness of your own meal at all - just not your cup. I feel your actual lust lies elsewhere. How about Aevriz here drinks your coffee and you help one of your companions grow a little extra instead? The mistress doesn't care if we have a little extra fun... together." Milandris pointy nails caressed Kyras chin, then she took off a large ring and put it into Kyras automaticly opening hand. "Once per day this ring can make any one person eat everything you hand them with the hand you wear it on. Choose who! ...Oh and don't brew up silly ideas. This ring knows it's mine. One word and it comes back to me." she said and then for everyone to hear she added with her slit snake tongue hissing "Ssso don't ssspoil the fun with any... sssmart... ideasss!" Kyra thought about it and for a brief moment she looked torn between trying something stupid and enjoying the opportunity. [Those who passed their will check can make another will check to notice the hints of Kyra acting voluntarily] Kyra looked around. While all but herself had started indulging, Veronica sceptically pinched into her doughy belly fat between eating a few spoons of the rich mousse. This display of spongy softness on the curvy shortstack intrigued Kyra and she replaced the succubus serving Veronica. The very moment Kyra pushed the bowl of pear flavoured chocolate mousse a little closer, Milandris' ring on Kyras hand glowed for the blink of an eye and Veronicas pupils fully dilated, sending her into a feasting frenzy. Wickedly fast she shoveled clean bowl after bowl handed to her by Kyra... Veronica finished 9 bowls while Maria emptied 6 trays of cheesy Lasagna. Haylie greedily finished 6 enormous steins of beer quickly and was rewarded with 3 cups of hot chocolate extra, to satisfy her chocolate cravings. After the first cake and pile of strawberry pancakes Lydia's and Roxanne's mind cleared enough to voluntarily choose their level of further indulgence and contribution to open the temple doors. [Lydia and Maria roll 1d6 to estimate their hunger, or just choose the amount - whatever feels right 😇] [everyone failed resisting the INSTANT DIGESTION curse and gain almost instantly from the supernaturally rich food] [weight gain per serving: Lydia d20+15, Veronica d20+10, Maria d20+5, Roxanne 2d10, Haylie 3d6 (bock beer) and 2d6 (hot chocolate)] [Roxanne, Haylie and Veronica must pass a CON check for every serving they consumed to resist a body shape change. 3 fails mean your body shape changes and 6 fails give you a unique supernatural version of BIG MILKERS (strawberries), ALL IN THE GUT (beers) or ALL IN THE TRUNK (pears). These MAJOR FEATS replace any existing shape feats or are aquired immediately and block the next MAJOR slot you would normally chose when gaining enough. Since Roxanne already has a top heavy shape feat, 3 fails are enough to replace that with the stronger supernatural version]
  2. 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]
  3. 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?
  4. 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. -------------- 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
  5. 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. --------------------------------------- (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.)
  6. ROUND 3 - the cave entry... As soon as you were all equipped and ready you were led to a stairway. The warden lead you with a torch into the depth of darkness. Nothing short of 300 steps down Maria and Veronica almost fell down the last set of stairs. They needed a few minutes to catch their breaths, but luckily the warden seemed lost in thought anyways. She handed Lydia the torch and wandered into a pitch black corner of the cellar room. You hear some odd incantations followed by metal clanging and red glimming lines appeared on a sealed door in front of her. The dim light vanished as quick as it appeared and she rejoins the group... "I wasn't sure that would work..." said the warden, looking even more weary than before, but something in the way she accentuated 'sure' revealed a wicked confidence. "...but we are lucky. The seal is lifted, from here you're on your own. I must get back... to my tasks... of duty. I highly... suspect you will find monster down here that would be regarded equal to those we... harbor on that surface. Can't be... remaining!" continued the warden and her search for words seemed more and more odd and troubled - in the end it sounded almost like a rusty second language. Impatiently she endured Lydias capricious dilly-dallying, but then slammed the door shut right behind the group. The slam resonated in your ears, almost dazing you in the cave behind. When you turned your heads back, there was no door, just solid rock and vanishing thin red lines of light indicating the powerful sealing magic obviously locking you in. You found yourselves in a dark cave, but some distant source of light showed the way. From the corner of your eye you noticed a movement and you could swear you also heard some fast paced light footsteps. You were not alone here! You followed the light to find a larger cave room with a wall and three brightly shining magical runes lighting the area. Perfect, seamless masonry and two doors between two statues. The left one depicted a very well-fed naked woman with a strange heart-tipped tail and the right one an iron clad female knight with a golden halo. On the ground in front of the doors was a weathered inscription. other obvious POI's (yes, that does rightly or wrongly imply there is more than that): - 4 skeletons with... - 2 potion flasks - a well made sword - a well crafted dagger damaged and decayed armor ...? the whole cave: => What do you do?
  7. Prologue - Round 2 Veronica translated that the elven guard said they would all certainly be sentenced to death and they, the guards, only had to bear your presence for a short time. The guards insisted, that everyone took a shower, gave you loosely fitting new linen garments and took you one by one into another room, where they strapped you to a strange chair and made you drink a potion. The potion made you feel very very sleepy again, but you remember being force fed before falling unconscious. You awake in the black room together, you feel bloated but also hungry. Once per day you were led out of the room one by one. You passed several cells that had bars and unlike yours a small window that was also barred. Skinny female elves were imprisoned here. Despite having large bowls of food in their cells, they looked more and more underweight every day. You remember a guard commented "So you noticed: Something is wrong with the food. Fortune has given you a second chance. This is why we need you to eat so much!" The guards kept you drugged and sleepy and force fed you large amounts of food everyday, that tasted very bland compared to the creamy stuff they gave you the first day. (If not already so, your stomachs are stretched to an eating capacity of 15 in the process, but by a maximum of +10.) You don't remember much from the past weeks. They are mostly blurry. Most of you remember the feel of getting softer and heavier, except for Haylie. You also all remember getting weighed together. After the first week: Kyra 243 pounds Haylie 215 Lydia 168 Veronica 150 Maria 163 and Roxanne joins the others back at 234 pounds You felt softer everytime you remember. After 3 weeks your weights had climbed... Kyra 264 Lydia 204 Veronica 226 Maria 225 Roxanne 262 Veronica and Maria needed new clothes. Haylie however didn't gain and even lost 6 pounds. You remember how you were too dizzy to be shocked or feel much back then. Now, after 5 weeks, you can think straight for the first time again and you notice the warden - a wiry athletic female elf looking nearly as malnourished as the inmates - stands in a corner of the room in which you get weighed again... Kyra 282 (now 21.8 FP plus muscles) Haylie 203 (now 15.9 FP plus muscles) Roxanne 290 (now 23.4 FP plus muscles) Lydia looked much fatter with her now bottom heavy 240 pounds (now 33.3 FP plus muscles) and needed new pants, but the other two really blew up, splitted their clothes again and looked positively sluggish... Maria 287 (now 40.8 FP plus muscles) and Veronica at a whopping 302 pounds (now 49.4 FP plus muscles) The warden clears her throat and raises her confident voice: "You might have noticed we are facing a problem, the queen thinks some plague has spread in this prison. She thinks one of you has spread it and locked us all in here. The prison is surrounded by the inquisition and the royal guard. Our inmates and employees started losing weight rapidly when something happened to our food supplies shortly after you arrived. Don't worry, I don't agree with the queen. I mistrust your kin, but as the only non elven inmates I chose you to be spoiled with what we had at hand, since you were already in the middle of our... enfeebling... uhm... pocedure..." she abruptly changed the topic "Do you understand? This prison was built on an ancient temple and I dispatch you to descend into it's depths to find out what REALLY caused this curse. Some of you couldn't be prepared against the expectable deprivations as good as I wished for, despite we gave exactly the same amount of food to everyone of you for 5 weeks." she shrugged a little sheepishly "However we put our hope in all six of you. Destroy the curse, save us and I will register you as officially dead... that's all I can do for you, but it will allow you to start a new life! Maybe you even find a way out for yourselves, but I beg you please desytroy the curse before you leave!" You were led to the armory. From the window you could watch two guards sneaking out and getting burned to cinders by the inquisition. ...You discuss until you agree to take your chances in the old temple and descend in two hours at noon. ______________________ (Look for your confiscated mundane equipment and prepare yourselves... of course some of you might find their former gear no longer fitting their current shape... Please describe the gear you want to equip for the adventure - if it still fits - and roll a d100 to be lucky: with a roll over 80 you will find some magical gear useful for your class!)
  8. Before she had even finished her sentence, the thin shadow of an elven ranger dances through the room and a blunt tipped arrow flies through one of the upper windows. A second is released from the same bow before the first hits. The first arrow hits Roxanne's readying fist. (Roxanne takes 2d8+4 points of damage and her right hand is broken until treated, roll CON to resist fracture and half the damage) The second arrow hits the top of her head and sends her back to dreams of bloodshed. Roxannes fist still lands a blow, enough to let the guard spit blood before her body hits the ground unconscious. The guard cleans his mouth visibly shaken and silently greets towards the roof, where the ranger had already vanished. "Confine i primordial radag a continue hen process in solitarui - n-intense!" commands a female voice in elven tongue from the roof. Roxanne gets hogtied and carried away by half a dozen nervous additional guards coming through the door. The original guard grins at you with his bloody mouth like a predator without intent to let you understand "Hi na'baw funnui business, mín are ú joking! Cin gar'commited i highest crime a mín onlui gar'na confine cin until i penaltui will surelui n'gurth an all'o cin!" He chuckles and continues to watch you closely.
  9. Round 1 The thundering sound of cast iron chains rattling against rusty steel bars wake you from drug induced sleep. You open your eyes to an almost complete darkness drenched with earthen hues from the little light that breaks through a muddy slit under what appears to be a solid door. You feel weak and starved. How long have you been unconscious? (roll CON, on success nothing happens, but failure means you have lost d2 FP and 2d10 STR) The pitch black ceiling reveals no answer. Another rattling chain rings in your ears. The acustic of the room makes even a whisper sound like a scream and you spin around to face an attacking shade that... is actually just another miserable detainee trying to make sense of this. What could you have done to deserve such harsh castigation? You try to remember how you got here, when the door is unbarred with a bang and you are blinded by sunlight surrounding the shadow of a prison guard... "Rise and shine, human dirt! You have been arrested for high treason against the crown." shouts a high pitched male voice "You have obviously tried to resist the arrestment and been condemned to enfeebling procedures... which, you are facing... so please... give me a reason to upgrade your penalty!" snarls the elf After a single breath he adds "Even humans like you shall be clean before we continue. GET UP YOU DIRTY DOGS - TO THE SHOWER, BEFORE I DECIDE DIFFERENT! While you're still coming back to life, your chains are grabbed and you're forced into a large shower hall. You get unshackled and pushed unnessecarily rude into the room. You realise the company of five other females, buck naked as yourself, and two heavily armored and fully armed guards blocking the only door. 20 feet above you is a ceiling with large barred windows that flood the room with the light of a summer morning, but no obvious way to get out. The only points of interest are the other inmates and a single narrow waterfall falling through one of the barred windows into a 5 square feet pool on the ground. Enough water leaves somehow to keep the water level stable. (describe what the others see of you and how you react to the situation, feel free to also post your character sheets - but include no backstory beyond what your characters tell or show in this very situation)
  10. Ladies and gentlemen, season two of our weight gain rpg round is just around the corner. As always we will use @Batman76 roleplay rules, but there is a 2e coming this time - revised for easier playing by me, @maxis192, who will also be the Game Master (GM) this time. Featuring our seasoned players, in alphabetical order: @>_< 0_0 our last season's GM - this time as Lydia of the Valley @Batman76 creator of the original rules - as Roxanne, the Angel Born @datdaemon formerly playing drow assassin, now as Kyra "Merciless" Yusuf @flyer33 master of victorian weight gain, here as Haylie van Bierschbach @ulvrik formerly jinxing Nymph, this time around as Maria, the backalley rogue ...aaaaand putting aside her drawing board (but as I know her, this means only more inspired drawings later!) to join us as a player: the wonderful @SilverPathfinder as Veronica Bionel Together we will endure a prison prologue to be dispatched into the long darkness of a tainted, twisted underground temple in a gritty, eerie setting... 400 years ago the great old ones waged war, called it the end of days and abandoned the planes. Unsteered, unstabilised Mundus, the plane of mortals, collided with Mana, the plane of wild magic. While most divine magic disappeared over night, mundus faced something completely new: a wide variety of arcane magic, sorcery wielded by strange folk. To make it worse two more planes crashed into Mana: Inferna and the Abyss. First contacts went wrong on all ends, the habitants of mana were driven into Mundus, by devils and demons and the human kingdoms were overrun and terrorised for a century until a few mercyful gods, whose names were already forgotten at that point, sealed the gap between Mundus and Mana to end the chaos. It took another century for the humans to reclaim their lands in a bitter war and so in the end High King Warrick the Ember vowed to cleanse Mundus of all remaining magic and all he deemed supernatural. He openly despised the gods for their capricious ignorance and wanted all temples be razed and and religion of any kind forbidden. While humans suffered, Velia the kingdom of elves, was lucky. For some reason their forests were spared all the time and naturally the lucky elves of Velia were more relaxed about the supernatural and it developed into a safe haven for all kinds of wonder - not unnoticed by Warrick. 50 years ago the sons of Warrick expressed their doubt about the "natural origin" of elves. It was a tactical threat to extort Elven Queen Ry'ia of Velia. She agreed to a controversial pact: The elves may keep their ways in peace, but Warricks inquisition was given free hand to seek for sorcery and the supernatural in Velia too. However, when it came to signing the pact, Ry'ia insisted on adding two paragraphs. The first one was unwanted but understood: All humans, including inquisitors, entering velian grounds had to answer her law. The second demand puzzled everyone: The inquisition should be limited to things concerning Mana. She persisted there was little chance, but should anything related to Inferna or the Abyss be found in Velia, then it had to remain fully under her own jurisdiction and should only be brought to her attention by the inquisition, but nothing more. In the end that was accepted, but rumors spread, that Ry'ia wasn't protecting her elves, but somehow was under the influence of demons or devils or both... The last 50 years were peaceful and almost merry in Velia, except for the presence of an inquisition, but more and more strange things happened lately and it's becoming clear that something is indeed wrong in the land of elves. The inquisition is no longer feared the most, some elves even begin to consider themselves fortunate to have them patroling the city at night... To be continued soon, starting our multi-writer rpg madness...
  11. "Hold on, we succeeded!" shouts the echoing voice of the mirror and the genie stopps channeling the wishes. A brief moment of silence was broken by the huffing, puffing and moaning of Aurelia, Fifi, Jalyka, Sammarisa and Zaiva. The face in the mirror and it's voice suddenly shifts. "...c-... -ou hear me? Ah, it's working..." "Madame, you 'ave thee advance-" "Not over me - THAT is who we're hunting, maid!" snaps Aurelia "Hunting? You must be Aurelia of Something! The name rings a bell, but no: I cant remember!" says Janilla and tips with her index finger on her lips three times in thoughts before continuing "Well well, look at you all, I'm glad you have obviously abandoned that plan!" she responds further with an amused chuckle. Then she finally adds "Despair not, I'll be with you shortly!" Aurelia is so furious it makes her spechless: Janilla must PRETEND to have forgotten her name! Before vanishing in the mirror, Janilla obviously surveys the trapped group with a deviant smirk... and when her face vanished, the mirror is just a mirror and the genies presence is gone. The party is alone with all their extra weight, a furious Dhampir and a barbarian so obese, that her bulk presses everyone, including herself, tightly against the sigil's border that traps them. - - - Janilla unlinks herself from the mirror and laughs. "Oh gods, they look pitiful, aw, almost cute - I must leave them succubi that!" She drinks a mana potion and starts teleporting the party one by one. To play it safe, she sends them into individual cells in the duke's dungeon. That is also when her deviant side wins and she thinks: "Ha I really should 'milk' this opportunity for a well shrouded little experiment. Definately shoud keep that dhampir twat in her place... but should I completely focus on her or maybe someone else less obvious?" [rolls for her main target in her experiment against our characters in alphabetical order, d5: 3 = Jalyka ...no cheat, rolled on discord^^] Janilla visits every arrived adventuress individually soon. For Fifi, Sam and Zaiva she draws out any remaining water weight with a spell. She offers limited cures, but also wants them to weigh themselves before releasing them to their guest rooms at the duke's, a bath and complementary company of choice to prepare for a dinner in celebration. Aurelia will arrive asleep and awake confined by a metal bustier surpressing all her magic. The bra seems to adapt to her weight but still cuts into new soft flesh where somehow a good amount of water weight had turned into fat... ...and then there was Jalyka. She arrives dreaming of an odd room resembling a stable, where a tall sorceress immediately steals a good amount of her muscles with a transfer spell. The sorceress mocks her and makes her drink various potions - one of them has a taste that reminds her of a certain coffee Jalyka hat sampled earlier today - just way more intense. Jalyka can no longer move, she is weak and way too heavy... she realises this isn't a dream and she is just dizzy. "Ah the child of giants has awoken. It is time for more experiments. The sudden fullness will be passing, you should survive the gain... And if you keep chugging everything like a good girl, I might have a magical belt, blessing you with the strenght of an actual hill giant! After all there is a celebration dinner coming up and I want you strong enough to attend it with three of my closest maids stuffing you wildly... let's see if we can bring you to the weight of a real hill giant!" "Wow, 2081 already!" shouts Janilla and Jalyka realises she was sitting on the platform of a large weighing scale "But that means you still have more than 2000 to grow at the dinner to permanently earn you the belt, I'll let my servants know!" says the sorceress, places the belt just barely out of Jalykas reach and leaves the stable...
  12. haha! I can't imagine anyone not buying that explanation 😄
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