WG Story Drone
Well-Known Member
BBW, Dining, WG: As submitted to the mailbag (and later briefly seen on the previous Weight Board), here’s Mr. Jigglesworth’s take on a familiar fairy tale.
As she was enjoying her meal to the fullest, she raised a leg of lamb to her waiting mouth and as she bit into the lamb meat, 3 drops of grease fell on her doughy white breast cleavage.
She giggled at her clumsiness and thought to herself how happy she would be if she had a little fat girl with lips as red as strawberries, skin as creamy and doughy as hers, and hair as luscious as chocolate, with big blue eyes and an appetite that would one rival her own, so she'd make her Prince as happy as the king was with his Super-Sized Queen. The Queen reflected over and over on that thought as she continued eating.
When spring arrived, her wish was granted. But the Queen's happiness was very brief. As she held her lovely plump little baby in her arms the Queen whispered, "Little Dough White" and then she died from complications during birth that the Royal Midwife and Doctor were not prepared for.
Poor Dough White was raised by her Nanny, who had also been the Queen's closest confidant and carried out the Queen's wishes of feeding and grooming Dough White in the traditions of the land of Plentiness, known hedonists and gluttons.
When the lonely King finally remarried, his new Queen was beautiful, but cursed with fast metabolism and had a hard time maintaining her weight at a respectable 250lbs. Thus she always seemed insecure even though the King did say he loved her her regardless, she didn't feel as loved as she thought she should, so jealous feelings arose within her anytime the King was around anyone who out-weighed her.
And soon Dough White, bless her hearty appetite and the nanny's feedings, had Dough White already weighing in at 211lbs. at age 10 1/2 and showing signs of early puberty as well.
Now the Queen's most prized possession was her magic mirror. Everyday she looked into it and asked:
As the years passed, Dough White grew more and more fatter and beautiful, and her sweet nature made everyone in the kingdom love her- everyone but the Queen, who struggled daily to out eat and therefore outpace Dough White.
But the Queen was no match for Dough White's gluttonous appetite and naturally slow metabolism. Her own faster metabolism had the Queen and Dough in heated competitions that Dough saw as a fun way to eat and become closer to her step mom, but the Queen took these battles very seriously, especially since Dough easily ate way more than her every time.
The Queen managed to put on 100 pounds over the years to keep ahead of the young Princess, putting her at just 350lbs. But that wasn't enough to save her from Dough White's ravenous appetite as she gained 130 pounds, putting her at 341lbs. and just 9 pounds lighter than the Queen.
The Queen's chief fear was that Dough White might someday soon grow to be the fattest in the land. So she followed the nanny one night as she left Dough White's room and tripped her while going down the stairs, then making it look like an accident, thereby preventing the nanny from exposing any foul play on the Queen's part to the King.
The King left on a business trip of sorts, to find a certain Prince and arrange a marriage with his father, the king of another kingdom to marry his own daughter Dough White. Thus solidifying their friendship and doubling the size of their kingdoms for their kids to one day rule.
While he was away, the Queen banished the young Princess to the servant's quarters. She made Dough White dress in rags and forced her to eat salads and veggies sticks from morning to night, and then only giving her sushi and rice for her evening meals in limited and smaller portions too. So Dough White lost weight for the first time ever in her life.
But while she dieted always so hungry for the rich fattening meals she was accustomed to, she still managed to lose weight and outweigh the Queen who'd relaxed her own eating habits now that she was no longer competing with Dough White directly.
Meanwhile, Dough White suffered through her boring salads and dreamed dreams of vast, magnificent feasts made just for her. And that while she was eating a Prince would happen by and fall in love with this marvelously beautiful eating Princess he found and attempt to carry her away from her food till he saw the smle disappear from her face and rather chose to feed her- her food and summon a carriage to haul his bride away after realizing she was much too enormous for him or his stallion to carry. And the smile returned to her plump face which greatly pleased the Prince as he continued stuffing more and more food into her eager mouth. afterwards whisking her off to his castle in the Netherlands, Where Dutch Chocolate came from.
And as she ate and ate and dreamed, Dough White grew fatter and more beautiful day by day.
At last came the day the Queen had been dreading. She asked:
The huntsman bowed his head in grief. He had no choice but to obey the cruel Queen's commands.
Dough White had no fear of the kindly huntsman. She went along happily waddling behind the huntsman as they went through town and past the market place where all the smells of the foods she hadn't eaten in months was now being offered to her from the eager merchants wanting to gain favor in the Princess's eye.
Everything they offered to her though had to be fast and portable as the huntsman hurried things along. Legs of lamb and pork, loaves of fine bread chunks of cheese, fresh fruits and delicious sweet pastries, her favorite, all given to Princess Dough White as she waddled faster to keep up with the huntsman as they approached the out-skirts of town and were heading towards the forest.
The huntsman watched Dough White as she skipped along while finishing up the last of her goodies from the merchants.
As she moved, her body jiggled and bounced till finally the poor huntsman could bear it no longer, he had to have her, to ravish and touch her all over, give her a good rogering if only it wasn't for the whole Queen wanting him to kill her thingie. He cursed the Queen for putting him in this situation in the first place, then fell to his knees before the Princess.
"I cannot kill you Princess." he said, "Even though it is the Queen's command. Run into the forest and hide, but you must never return to the castle."
The away went the huntsman after giving her his pouch, which was full of meat jerky from rabbit and deer and some cheddar wrapped in cheesecloth, so she would have food for later and his leather flask full of goat's milk.
On his way back to the castle, he killed a small animal and took its heart in the jeweled box to the wicked Queen.
Devastated and alone in the forest, Dough White wept with fright not understanding why the Queen would want her dead.
Deeper and deeper into the woods she tried to run, half-blinded by tears. It seemed to her the roots of the trees reached up to trip her feet, and the branches reached out to clutch at her dress as she passed.
At last, weak and exhausted from all the running she wasn't used to, Dough White sat on the ground and began eating the food the huntsman had been so kind to give her. As she ate the sun began to set, she sat watching it and began sobbing again as she knew not what to do next.
Ever so quietly, out from burrows and nests, and hollow trees, crept the little woodland animals. Bunnies, and tiny chipmunks, deer, raccoons and squirrels, all gathered around.
When Dough White looked up and saw them there, she smiled through her tears. At the sight of her smile, the little animals crept closer, snuggling in her lap or nestling in her arms. The birds sang their gayest melodies to Dough White and the little forest clearing was filled with joy.
" I feel ever so much better now,” Dough White told her new friends. "But I still do need a place to sleep and someone to feed me." she added rubbing her sizable tummy.
One of the birds chirped something and the little animals all nodded in agreement, cause they knew where to take her to get fed, these folks fed everyone including them sometimes.
Dough White and the Seven Feeders
(as adapted from Jane Werner's Disney version, as adapted
from the original by The Brothers Grimm.)
This version by Mr. Jigglesworth.
Once upon a time in a fat admirer's paradise, in a land far-away, a lovely Super-Sized Queen sat by her window eating a feast-sized lunch the Royal Chefs had prepared for her Majesty's eating pleasures and gormet tastes.(as adapted from Jane Werner's Disney version, as adapted
from the original by The Brothers Grimm.)
This version by Mr. Jigglesworth.
As she was enjoying her meal to the fullest, she raised a leg of lamb to her waiting mouth and as she bit into the lamb meat, 3 drops of grease fell on her doughy white breast cleavage.
She giggled at her clumsiness and thought to herself how happy she would be if she had a little fat girl with lips as red as strawberries, skin as creamy and doughy as hers, and hair as luscious as chocolate, with big blue eyes and an appetite that would one rival her own, so she'd make her Prince as happy as the king was with his Super-Sized Queen. The Queen reflected over and over on that thought as she continued eating.
When spring arrived, her wish was granted. But the Queen's happiness was very brief. As she held her lovely plump little baby in her arms the Queen whispered, "Little Dough White" and then she died from complications during birth that the Royal Midwife and Doctor were not prepared for.
Poor Dough White was raised by her Nanny, who had also been the Queen's closest confidant and carried out the Queen's wishes of feeding and grooming Dough White in the traditions of the land of Plentiness, known hedonists and gluttons.
When the lonely King finally remarried, his new Queen was beautiful, but cursed with fast metabolism and had a hard time maintaining her weight at a respectable 250lbs. Thus she always seemed insecure even though the King did say he loved her her regardless, she didn't feel as loved as she thought she should, so jealous feelings arose within her anytime the King was around anyone who out-weighed her.
And soon Dough White, bless her hearty appetite and the nanny's feedings, had Dough White already weighing in at 211lbs. at age 10 1/2 and showing signs of early puberty as well.
Now the Queen's most prized possession was her magic mirror. Everyday she looked into it and asked:
"Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fattest of us all?"
If the magic mirror replied that she was the fattest in the kingdom, all was well. But if another lady was named fattest, the Queen flew into a furious rage. She would summon her huntsman and have her killed.Who is the fattest of us all?"
As the years passed, Dough White grew more and more fatter and beautiful, and her sweet nature made everyone in the kingdom love her- everyone but the Queen, who struggled daily to out eat and therefore outpace Dough White.
But the Queen was no match for Dough White's gluttonous appetite and naturally slow metabolism. Her own faster metabolism had the Queen and Dough in heated competitions that Dough saw as a fun way to eat and become closer to her step mom, but the Queen took these battles very seriously, especially since Dough easily ate way more than her every time.
The Queen managed to put on 100 pounds over the years to keep ahead of the young Princess, putting her at just 350lbs. But that wasn't enough to save her from Dough White's ravenous appetite as she gained 130 pounds, putting her at 341lbs. and just 9 pounds lighter than the Queen.
The Queen's chief fear was that Dough White might someday soon grow to be the fattest in the land. So she followed the nanny one night as she left Dough White's room and tripped her while going down the stairs, then making it look like an accident, thereby preventing the nanny from exposing any foul play on the Queen's part to the King.
The King left on a business trip of sorts, to find a certain Prince and arrange a marriage with his father, the king of another kingdom to marry his own daughter Dough White. Thus solidifying their friendship and doubling the size of their kingdoms for their kids to one day rule.
While he was away, the Queen banished the young Princess to the servant's quarters. She made Dough White dress in rags and forced her to eat salads and veggies sticks from morning to night, and then only giving her sushi and rice for her evening meals in limited and smaller portions too. So Dough White lost weight for the first time ever in her life.
But while she dieted always so hungry for the rich fattening meals she was accustomed to, she still managed to lose weight and outweigh the Queen who'd relaxed her own eating habits now that she was no longer competing with Dough White directly.
Meanwhile, Dough White suffered through her boring salads and dreamed dreams of vast, magnificent feasts made just for her. And that while she was eating a Prince would happen by and fall in love with this marvelously beautiful eating Princess he found and attempt to carry her away from her food till he saw the smle disappear from her face and rather chose to feed her- her food and summon a carriage to haul his bride away after realizing she was much too enormous for him or his stallion to carry. And the smile returned to her plump face which greatly pleased the Prince as he continued stuffing more and more food into her eager mouth. afterwards whisking her off to his castle in the Netherlands, Where Dutch Chocolate came from.
And as she ate and ate and dreamed, Dough White grew fatter and more beautiful day by day.
At last came the day the Queen had been dreading. She asked:
"Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the Fattest of us all?"
And the mirror replied:Who is the Fattest of us all?"
"Her lips as red as strawberries, her hair
as luscious as fine dark chocolate, her
skin like dough, her name - Dough White."
The Queen's face grew pale with anger. The Queen rushed from her room and called her huntsman to her. "Take Dough White into the forest and bring me back her heart in this jeweled box." she said.as luscious as fine dark chocolate, her
skin like dough, her name - Dough White."
The huntsman bowed his head in grief. He had no choice but to obey the cruel Queen's commands.
Dough White had no fear of the kindly huntsman. She went along happily waddling behind the huntsman as they went through town and past the market place where all the smells of the foods she hadn't eaten in months was now being offered to her from the eager merchants wanting to gain favor in the Princess's eye.
Everything they offered to her though had to be fast and portable as the huntsman hurried things along. Legs of lamb and pork, loaves of fine bread chunks of cheese, fresh fruits and delicious sweet pastries, her favorite, all given to Princess Dough White as she waddled faster to keep up with the huntsman as they approached the out-skirts of town and were heading towards the forest.
The huntsman watched Dough White as she skipped along while finishing up the last of her goodies from the merchants.
As she moved, her body jiggled and bounced till finally the poor huntsman could bear it no longer, he had to have her, to ravish and touch her all over, give her a good rogering if only it wasn't for the whole Queen wanting him to kill her thingie. He cursed the Queen for putting him in this situation in the first place, then fell to his knees before the Princess.
"I cannot kill you Princess." he said, "Even though it is the Queen's command. Run into the forest and hide, but you must never return to the castle."
The away went the huntsman after giving her his pouch, which was full of meat jerky from rabbit and deer and some cheddar wrapped in cheesecloth, so she would have food for later and his leather flask full of goat's milk.
On his way back to the castle, he killed a small animal and took its heart in the jeweled box to the wicked Queen.
Devastated and alone in the forest, Dough White wept with fright not understanding why the Queen would want her dead.
Deeper and deeper into the woods she tried to run, half-blinded by tears. It seemed to her the roots of the trees reached up to trip her feet, and the branches reached out to clutch at her dress as she passed.
At last, weak and exhausted from all the running she wasn't used to, Dough White sat on the ground and began eating the food the huntsman had been so kind to give her. As she ate the sun began to set, she sat watching it and began sobbing again as she knew not what to do next.
Ever so quietly, out from burrows and nests, and hollow trees, crept the little woodland animals. Bunnies, and tiny chipmunks, deer, raccoons and squirrels, all gathered around.
When Dough White looked up and saw them there, she smiled through her tears. At the sight of her smile, the little animals crept closer, snuggling in her lap or nestling in her arms. The birds sang their gayest melodies to Dough White and the little forest clearing was filled with joy.
" I feel ever so much better now,” Dough White told her new friends. "But I still do need a place to sleep and someone to feed me." she added rubbing her sizable tummy.
One of the birds chirped something and the little animals all nodded in agreement, cause they knew where to take her to get fed, these folks fed everyone including them sometimes.
