The Grand Princess Genevieve - by JP (SSBBW, Sci-fi, Force Feeding, Inflation, XXXWG)

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    SSBBW, Sci-fi, Force Feeding, Inflation, XXXWG - In a society where the peers of the land have wives fattened to reflect their station, Genevieve is queen.

    The Grand Princess Genevieve

    by JP

    [Author's Note: Without a doubt this is the biggest weight gain I've ever done. It's a story I've had going through my head for awhile now, and I got bit by the Muse recently. Hope you enjoy it.]

    Princess Genevieve waited anxiously for her betrothed to arrive. He was the conquering Prince, the man who represented an empire from beyond the stars. They had arrived four years ago; people like their own, but with technology so far advanced it seemed like magic to her father’s people, the largest kingdom on the planet. They were called the Hierarchy, and claimed that she and her people were a forgotten colony on a backwater planet that was now to be reclaimed into their proper place. There were only 20 far-flung kingdoms on their planet which the invaders renamed immediately to Sevelon in honor of her Prince.

    The Hierarchy started conquering the smallest and most isolated kingdoms first, there wasn’t even a fight; the assembled armies, armed sometimes with only spears and bows would fall to their knees in surrender as sky chariots descended, firing rays that caused awe inspiring explosions. They moved systematically and quickly, taking kingdom after kingdom, and sending emissaries to the next one to prepare for their turn.

    Genevieve and her father heard that for the most part this would be a good thing. Education, science, medicine, and wondrous technology were made available once promises and tributes were given. Sevelon was to become an agricultural planet, a bread basket for the empire with its vast fields and deep oceans teeming with fish. Kingdoms that were little more than savage tribes were now host to new buildings, factories, and their fields were turned into huge expanses of farmland.

    Her father, King Heimland, was ambivalent about the whole thing, but knew he had the same chance as the others. His was the largest and most advanced kingdom, but even armed with their new invention of muskets they knew they had no chance. He met with the emissaries and was pleased that as the last and greatest king of their planet he was treated with proper accord. Prince Sevelon’s younger brother Tholland conducted the event and accepted her father’s sword as a sign of his fealty and submission. Genevieve’s younger sister, Ethelia, was presented as required to Tholland as a token also of their union. Tholland seemed very pleased at the 18-year-old offering of the slight and proper girl, dressed in her finery and attended on by ladies-in-waiting. Both sisters found the imperial and regal Tholland to be quite handsome and realized this was a wondrous day, but scary as well. They had heard…things about the fate of Princesses that had been given in tribute to the various generals and royalty of the conquering Hierarchy. Nothing could be done about it though. Genevieve still wondered at the cryptic words that Tholland gave her when he took Ethelia back with him onto his chariot and to his palace elsewhere on the planet.

    “My brother, the King of Sevelon shall come for you in a year, the Princesses will be properly prepared by then, and then it will be your turn to do your duty for Sevelon.”

    Genevieve’s attendants fussed over her hair and dress incessantly as she sighed and wondered what Prince Tholland had meant. They were to assemble at the new courtyard, which had been converted into a royal landing ground for the increasingly familiar flying chariots. The people were getting used to seeing those wonders plus numerous others. Disease was virtually eradicated and a vigorous education program began. More was to come of course, but it was still an interesting time to live as they became more firmly entrenched in the Hierarchy. Still the rumors of the Princesses…They’d heard nothing, other than they had been spirited away on their new husband’s chariots. Genevieve had received letters from her sister, but they were always brief, never telling what she was doing, just that she was healthy and experiencing the wonders of the Hierarchy and that Prince Tholland was truly proud of her.

    A long hour later she and her father were assembled at the courtyard with royal finery and pomp. Music played and banners flew along with the new Visor screens that seemed to magically display images from all over the world. In it she could see the other kingdoms assembled in similar fashion, but their own kings and queens were here to await their new King Sevelon.

    A lone chariot descended from the massive ship that hovered miles overhead, seemingly bigger than the entire kingdom itself, an ever present symbol of the Hierarchy’s presence. On the chariot was one man they’d seen many times before, ambassador to the Hierarchy, an older fellow, stern, but with a surprising amount of compassion and patience for the often backwards people of this planet. He was Ambassador Chillain, and wore his red robes and gold chains with dignity and pride.

    “People of Sevelon, loyal subjects of the Hierarchy, we have found you at last, and brought you back into our loving arms. We are very pleased to see how you prospered in the dark times since you were cut off from your parents, but now it is time to return to your loving Family. Wisely, you decided to accept us into your lives, and for this we sincerely thank you, you showed excellent grace in your submission, and have prospered no doubt for it. I shall shortly introduce the new extended Royal Family. But first I shall relate an interesting tale from your fables. We have found through our research versions of it through every one of the many kingdoms.

    “To some it is called the ‘Princess a’ Plenty’. To others it is the story of the earth goddess Hayla. One kingdom had a rather bawdy song which I shall not repeat. In your greatest kingdom the story was of Princess Haley, and her kidnapping by her foreign Prince and elopement against her father’s will. Princess Genevieve.” The Ambassador suddenly stepped towards her and her retinue. “Surely you know the tale? Would you please tell it?” he asked.

    Genevieve blushed and shyly held a hand to her lips. This was a story her mother told her when she was only 3 perhaps, some 18 years ago, but she knew it. Flushing more due to the unexpected request, she cleared her throat and then leaned forward to speak in the silver rod (which she now knew was called a microphone and allowed her to be heard at great distances).

    “Princess Haley was kidnapped by a young Prince, her true love, because her father wouldn’t allow them to be married, as they were rival kingdoms. They ran away, and in order to hide from the King’s scouts he pretended to be a tavern owner, while the Princess was encouraged to eat. The Prince knew alchemy and made potions that helped her as she grew fat. So fat, that when the King’s men found her she was unrecognizable, while the Prince was disguised in other ways.”

    She spoke well once she got over her surprise. Chillain smiled, obviously pleased at her recital, but gave a slight twirling motion with his other hand indicating that she should go on. Genevieve thought a moment and then spoke again. “…And…they lived happily...ever after..?” she finished and Chillain nodded.

    “Excellent Princess Genevieve. Of all the fables your Kingdom’s was closest. For you see, these fables are in fact a tradition of the Hierarchy, one that you have forgotten, but kept alive in your stories and legends. In the Hierarchy, it is the custom of a conquered king to give his daughter in marriage to the conqueror. This is not so different here.” Chillain paused as the people in the courtyard as well as those in their remote locations puzzled over his words. “So, without further ado, I present the 1st Duke of Grisham, Duke Gallus and his lovely Princess Venria!” and he cast his hand skyward as another platform chariot descended. The chariot of the smallest and first kingdom captured lowered swiftly and smoothly to the courtyard. There was a collective gasp from the crowd and in fact around the world. The duke stood beaming and proud in his formal blue military outfit, but it was the young Princess that caused the shock.

    The young girl, only 19 when she was first presented to the Duke, was now four years older and far heavier. Genevieve’s hands shot to her mouth as she took in the massive and incredibly fat Venria. She was seated on an arrangement of firm blue pillows that were holding her upright, her red hair done up in the latest fashion, with shiny beads woven through it, and her makeup done expertly on her chubby face. She wore great golden chains on her neck and wrists, jeweled rings, and nothing else!

    There was a shock through the crowd, the loudest coming from Venria’s own parents who stood up in amazement at the sight of her daughter. Her body had been transformed from a proper thin and lithe young girl into that of a hugely fat woman, her naked rolls piled on top of each other, her great and floppy breasts staying on top of her massive stomach by virtue of the gold chains that pierced her nipples and kept them in place. Her arms were as wide around as most women’s waists, and with a struggle she raised a hand to wave to the assembled people. The Duke standing beside her patted her shoulder, and she looked up at him in adoration, hoping she pleased him.

    Guards appeared from the crowd to keep people in order and prevent them from rushing the Ambassador or the Duke in their outrage. Chillain stepped back calmly and waited for the uproar to die down somewhat.

    “People of Sevelon. Loyal subjects. This is no way to behave! Your princess has been transformed as is our custom. And you have prospered beyond all your wildest dreams! Surely this is but a small price! As you can see, she is in good health and spirits, and no doubt the Duke’s fondest treasure.” The Duke nodded with undisguised pride. “Your wealth and power grows with the return to the Hierarchy, and to symbolize it so shall your Princesses! This is shocking no doubt, but soon you will come to love your Princesses for their service to their Hierarchy, they shall be a living symbol of the greatness of Sevelon.”

    With that, Chillain started clapping. For the first several moments he and the Duke and even Venria were the only ones clapping, her bosoms and folds of fat mesmerizing as she got them in motion. More clapping began to spread through the crowd as guards joined in, encouraging others near them. It wasn’t until King Heimland decided that this was indeed a small sacrifice to prevent them from being annihilated as well as all the advances made and began clapping himself that the rest of the crowd began clapping with greater enthusiasm. Finally even Venria’s parents clapped, her mother wiping a tear from her eye. Soon there was a roar of approval from all around the world as the terms of their service to the Hierarchy were revealed.

    “I now present Duke Lionus of the Barduli Kingdom! And his wife the magnificent Narcia!” The crowd quieted and was backing up as another platform descended. The Duke was similarly dressed as the first, but the Princess was far different. Like all Bardulis her skin was a deep and rich brown, with thick blond locks of hair, an exotic people. But the differences were more than skin deep. She was even more massive than Venria! She was far heavier, that was easy to see, with a truly huge and awe inspiring posterior. Most of her weight was below her waist, but the sheer size and width of her buttocks made most of the people gasp in shock. She wore little jewelry, instead intricate brightly colored cords and feathers adorned her head as she raised her hand to wave at the people. She seemed quite proud and confident as her platform fell into place next to the first. Venria’s smile faded slightly at the sight of the obviously larger Narcia.

    “As you can see the larger and more prosperous kingdoms have reflected their importance in their Princesses. The humble and beautiful Venria weighs in at a proud 1,000 pounds. Narcia has been fattened to a right and proper 2,000 pounds! They’re both magnificent examples of Sevelon’s bounty!”

    Applause continued amidst gasps at the revelation that the Princesses would grow bigger. The next Platform was now landing and the again gasps went through the crowd. Genevieve was panting and fanning herself as she contemplated the fate of her younger sister; their's was the biggest kingdom! Would her sister be larger? Surely she couldn’t be larger than…

    “Princess Orlean!” finished Chillain as the crowd inspected the somewhat shy, brown-haired and absolutely huge young Princess. “She weighs 3,000 pounds and is currently the heaviest living thing on planet Sevelon.” The largest animals on the planet were a type of seal that inhabited certain islands in the north, sometimes getting up to 2,500 pounds. She was more like a heap of humanity than merely an immensely fat girl. Her arms could not be raised to wave, though she did wiggle her fingers to the crowd. Her seemingly dainty feet poked out from under a tremendous overhang of belly fat and her inflated calves. Her face was wide and puffy, causing her eyes to squint and kept her mouth pursed. She could barely manage to turn her head slightly and receive the adoring kiss of her husband, Duke Kaltos.

    “And now I present the new heaviest being on the planet at 4,000 pounds.” Chillain paused to chuckle and the crowd laughed as well, absolutely enthralled by the spectacle. “Princess Marlla and her husband the Duke Eisen from the Ferris kingdom.” Princess Marlla was completely immobile and did not need many pillows to support her incredible frame. The piled and thick rolls of her own flab and solid weight kept her sitting upright and gave the impression that her head and face were sinking into the overall mass of her body. Shoulders and neck had already merged into the torso, and her huge breasts framed either side of the monstrous belly, to rest on the cushions of the platform. She sat impassively, with almost no expression on her porcine face. Then again, an expression of haughty indifference was well known as a hallmark of the people in her kingdom.

    “Now we shall see the magnificent, the huge, the awesome…Princess Kailindra of the Kingdom of Walperga, and her husband Duke Varn!” The slightly brown skinned behemoth descended next. The people of Walperga had almond shaped eyes, slim figures, black hair, and were considered very exotic and beautiful. Kailindra was all that, except slim. “You’ll notice that she is no longer sitting, at her weight, a grand and royal 5,000 pounds, she cannot be allowed to rest properly, so we have a gravity field around her to keep her aloft a bit.”

    Many of the people didn’t quite know what he said; all they knew was that the biggest girl so far was actually floating a few inches above her platform and when it landed she began to slowly rotate for everyone to see. Her body was in a standing position, unlike the others, so the crease of her backside and buttocks could truly be appreciated as it seemingly traveled from the middle of her back to just above her knees. “It should be noted that just one of this Princess’s breasts weighs more than Princess Venria!”

    Venria covered her face in shame at this revelation and was consoled by her husband with a pat on the shoulder as well as some sweets he had with him. If Walperga was proud it was difficult to tell, her face was so fat that her features might not have been able to move.

    The procession of fattened princesses continued, each one bigger than the previous. Princess Solaria of Solaria at 6,000 pounds, Rhia of Inez, Orla of Havelock, Zethina of Sigismund. Genevieve personally knew some of these girls, had attended balls with them and other functions. To see them floating so huge (they all floated now as their weight was over 5,000 pounds) was shocking to her, she kept saying to herself, “Surely they can’t be any bigger”, only to see the next one was definitely bigger. Their parade of shapes began to grow similar though. While each was bigger than the previous, the human body could only grow so large before formlessness began to become the rule. The women were upright, or so they seemed, but by 10,000+ pounds they looked less human and more like great balls of flesh. Their bloated torsos dominated their entire forms, causing their arms and legs to seemingly merge with the ball of their bodies. The progression was easy to see as each fatter girl had limbs that were more and more cone like. Their heads were barely staying above water so to speak. Chillain informed the assembled people that as their weight increased they made sure it gathered away from their heads so their Royal faces could always be admired. By 16,000 pounds (now their husbands were Princes instead of Dukes) the transformation into a pure floating ball of female flesh was complete.

    The Princess Isha of Garma was the first to seemingly have no limbs at all, just fattened fingers and toes poking out of her swollen torso, with two massive meat sacs which were her breasts floating gently in front of her. Princess Isha was Genevieve’s cousin, and she had to sit down as her ladies-in-waiting fanned her and brought her cool water to drink.

    The next three Princesses were brought down in similar fashion, but all could tell that they were waiting for the grand finale, their own Princess Ethelia. “And now Lords and Ladies, with all due honor and praise, I present his Majesty, the most Excellent…Prince Tholland of the Hierarchy and his exquisite wife, your own Princess Ethelia!”

    The royal platform descended and to everyone’s shock it was preceded by an orbiting processional of Ethelia’s ladies-in-waiting, each of them fattened up prodigiously, looking in equal proportion to some of the early Princesses. They were naked but for a single red and blue banner sparkling with gold trim. The five young multi-ton girls were somehow floating in a rather quick orbit beneath the platform, reaching the ground first, to balance precariously, seemingly on one toe, their cheeks flushed as their friends and families contemplated their awesome fate. The platform landed with a hiss of air that fluttered the banners, and then the girls floated quickly up and out of the way so all could see their Princess.

    The Prince was on a small floating podium hovering directly in front of his young and gigantic wife. He was floating directly between the pendulous and swaying breasts, perfectly symmetrical in size, each one bigger than several of the assembled Princesses. The Prince gestured behind him grandly and floated out of the way. The round female ball rotated slowly in turn, nodding forward as well so her face and crown could be seen. While her face was quite round and jowly, it was obvious they took pains to keep some of the fat away from it so her features could be distinguished, and Genevieve and her mother and father could see an obvious smile of pride on her face at being the crowning achievement in this royal assemblage of flesh.

    “She is some 24 feet in diameter, making her more than 75 feet around! Truly a royal weight and beloved size for our most noble Prince Tholland!” shouted Chillain as he led the people in another round of applause.

    Cheers went on for minutes before Chillain got them quiet again. “My lords and ladies, Dukes, Princesses, and Princes, Kings and Queens. I present…Prince Tholland.” The applause was cordial and appropriate as he floated down onto the platform, his enormous wife floating behind him.

    “People of Sevelon, my older brother King Sevelon shall not be joining us yet I’m afraid. He is leaving me to rule in his stead until he returns. But before he leaves he shall take with him his new wife, my adorable and beloved wife’s older sister…Genevieve!” he clapped politely as the cameras turned to her as well as all the eyes of virtually everyone on the planet. Genevieve had gathered her wits a little as she stood a bit and waved to the crowd. What would happen with her? Would they do the same to her? Would they make her even bigger?! Her heart fluttered as she approached Chillain as he gestured to her. The King and Queen sat stoically through it all, holding each other’s hands.

    “Princess Genevieve, you are beautiful, no doubt. Your sister has told me much about you and my older brother is anxious to meet you in the flesh. However, I’m afraid that you’re just not quite prepared.” Guards stepped through the crowd to frame her on either side, while other guards stood in front of the King and Queen and another group to keep the assembled people back. Genevieve began to panic as she saw her ladies-in-waiting escorted up as well by more guards. Looking up in desperation she caught her ‘little’ sister Ethelia’s smiling face and thought she saw her mouth the words with her thickened lips, “It’s OK.”

    People began to call out now in eager anticipation, it wasn’t every day you get to see royalty treated like this, and they were enjoying themselves. “How big will she be?” people were calling. Some were shouting out numbers like 21,000 or even 25,000. Chillain waved them off indicating that it was the Prince’s time to speak.

    “People of Sevelon, while my beautiful and huge wife is truly the largest Princess, as befits my station, she represents the largest kingdom on the planet Sevelon. My brother, King Sevelon goes to make the official claim at the seat of the Hierarchy on Earth, he could not have a wife so small, it would be shameful. What is the size of a kingdom? The Hierarchy is composed of entire planets! No, Princess Genevieve, to be a true tribute worthy of King Sevelon, you must reach a truly Hierarchy worthy size! Would you want your King to be laughed at in court? Would you want your planet to be thought as a puny backwater world?” shouted Prince Tholland. Genevieve was trembling all over and sweating under her dress.

    “No! Make her bigger! Make her the biggest!” screamed the crowd and the cheer was echoed throughout the different visors showing the assent from all the different kingdoms. The fattened Princesses were all nodding as well, those that could still nod.
     
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    “I thought not! When King Sevelon appears in the Hierarchy Court he shall bring forth the pride of this planet! Princess Genevieve will weigh as much as all the assembled Princesses combined!”

    With that, the King was on his feet while the Queen fainted in her chair as the crowd roared its approval and disbelief. Genevieve gasped and stumbled, near to fainting herself, and was caught by the guards who guided her to a clearing that had been opened outside the city’s walls. Genevieve dimly heard the staggering figure announced by the Prince. “A truly royal 210,000 pounds!”

    Genevieve was in a helpless panic as the guards guided her and her 6 ladies-in-waiting outside the walls where royal scientists and ships full of equipment had assembled while everyone was distracted by the spectacle inside the walls. The people meanwhile clambered onto the walls to watch, none were allowed out the gates. The people that couldn’t fit on the walls gathered in front of the visors as they showed the action going on outside. The Queen was being attended, while Prince Tholland conferred with the King and assured him tersely that this would happen.

    Outside the walls Genevieve was methodically stripped of her clothes, heedless of the protests of herself and her attendants, who were similarly treated. Soon she was naked and prevented from being able to cover herself as bands were put on her wrists and ankles which caused her to hold her arms and legs out ramrod straight. She tried to hide her shamed face as the different platforms with the fattened Princess floated above the wall so they could watch their Princess of Princesses made. A scientist walked up and began spraying her naked body with a clear misty vapor, he himself was completely enclosed in a white suit so none could get on him.

    Nearby, huge devices were being assembled, dozens of them, big as the new vehicles that they called "cars". They looked similar to the antennas that now dotted the roofs of many houses and palaces. Small tanks were brought over to each of the ladies-in-waiting, these had tubes attached to one end, and their guards held them still as scientists came and gave them an injection while the guards inserted the tubes into their mouths. The tubes stayed in somehow; despite the fact that the women were trying to spit them out, they seemed stuck. Genevieve was given an injection of her own, but there was no tube for her.

    Prince Tholland, accompanied by the King and Chillain were now on the wall watching the proceedings. The scientists looked up at him and each raised a thumb indicating all was ready. The Prince nodded. “Let the Princess of Sevelon arise!” he proclaimed. Suddenly Genevieve was rising in the air, floating slowly off the ground, arms and legs spread wide, at the same time the assembled antennae began to hum and thrum with power as they turned and focused on the small Princess, her body still glistening from the mist that had been sprayed on her.

    Everyone held their breath, waiting in anticipation for her transformation, the ladies-in-waiting chewing on their tubes nervously. Genevieve gasped at the warm tingling that suffused her body and she straightened even further as she was bathed in the invisible energy and rays coming from the antennae. Perhaps a minute passed with nothing happening, but the antennae’s humming grew a bit louder. More seconds ticked by, but the crowd was not disappointed in the results.

    Genevieve’s upright body began to bulge in the middle, like she was inflating from within. She struggled to look down and see what she was feeling but couldn’t turn, however a visor was put in front of her so she could see her middle expand. The crowd clapped in approval as her transformation took its first small steps. Her belly pooched out from its flat and trim start and soon the rest of her torso followed suit, giving her a first a pregnant, then round look overall. The guards at the sides of the ladies-in-waiting leaned down and turned a crank on the tanks and a liquid flowed up their tubes and into them, bringing on faster results.

    Whereas the Princess seemed to be inflating, her attendants started putting on weight, their naked bodies sagging and drooping as fat accumulated on them. That spectacle was small in consideration to Princess Genevieve though. The other Princesses had been fattened for months before their present size, but King Sevelon did not wish to wait that long. The antennas were packing on pounds at an astounding rate, her body modified by the injections and the spray so that she was taking on the round shape the later Princess took on almost immediately. She may have been floating, but she wasn’t weightless.

    The visors showed that she was nearing the small and tiny Venria’s weight of 1000 pounds in just a few minutes. The crowd tried counting the weight aloud but it went by too fast and they simply cheered as the first landmark was met. Now that her round body had more surface area another antennae was set up and began shining it’s fattening energy on her as well, sending her weight even higher up the scale. She was rushing by the weights of the smallest princesses, seeming to gain hundreds of pounds by the second. The people as well as Genevieve could scarcely believe their eyes. Meanwhile the swelling Princess’s body was changing to accommodate the massive weight gain, her bones growing longer, the fat accumulating only in specific spots, her features absorbed into the growing sphere of her body. Her tiny hands and feet shook and writhed but to no avail, her mouth making silent protests, somehow prevented from making a sound by the bands on her wrists and ankles.

    Her body continued to swell in all directions, steadily gaining weight at an incredible rate, her girth increasing by the second, the crowd cheering as she passed each of the other Princesses one by one. Her servants were also swelling, but taking on a more "normal" look of one gaining extreme weight; they had drooping flab, bulging breasts, cellulite posteriors and thickened thighs, they were gaining quickly and soon had on the proportions and weight on Venria at 1000 pounds when their attending scientists changed the tanks so they could continue to gain and other attendants began to decorate their fattened bodies with ribbons, make up, and new hairstyles. Few people watched this however as Princess Genevieve continued to grow.

    More and more antennas were added and turned on as her body expanded and her greater surface area would allow more of the energy on it. She was over 10,000 pounds now, and to the people inside the walls of the castle it seemed she was a new dawn, a great spherical object that was rising over the horizon. The top of her head was invisible to the people on the ground inside the walls, but her vast body had actually swollen so much they could see part of it peaking over the top of the 15 foot tall stone wall. Like the other Princesses at this weight she was impossibly tall as well as wide, but kept her feet and hands and of course her head visible. Genevieve though seemed to only gain weight in the torso, her extremities were as dainty and fatless as before. A consequence of the rush to get her fat, Chillain told the royal gawkers nearby. Genevieve’s parents stoically stood watching the awesome transformation, while the fattened princesses watched, some with admiration, many with jealousy.

    Genevieve’s mind was awash in sensation. The light was warm and tingling and the expansion caused her to get a flood of feelings from her expanded body as it grew more skin and more nerve endings. Within another few minutes she passed her own little sister’s size and weight, racing by 20,000 pounds with a great cheer from the crowd.

    “Excellent work, Princess!” applauded Prince Tholland and again the assembled crowd roared in approval as Prince Tholland’s wife, the massive Ethelia, cried tears of joy and pride at her sister’s immensity.

    Still more antennas were set up, whenever there seemed to be room to add another, or when her escalating weight seemed to slow down at all. The ladies-in-waiting were now suitably dressed, and each had some important devices hidden within the jewelry of their banners, tiaras, and bracelets. This would allow them to float as they continued to gain, reaching a proper weight for a courtesan to the Princess at 5,000 pounds.

    Meanwhile, Genevieve had now reached a weight that was more than all her ladies-in-waiting combined as she crested 30,000 pounds. She dwarfed all around her, an unreal spectacle of swelling female flesh. For the past several minutes she could only see the floating platforms in front of her, she had grown so tall and wide from the treatment, she couldn’t see past her own vast bulk. She suddenly rolled forward causing a collective gasp from the crowd who thought she might crush them. She only rolled perhaps a quarter turn though, enough for her to see people below her again and for the people to see her panicked and humiliated face. Prince Tholland and Chillain waved up at her, and at their prodding so too did her parents.

    The afternoon wore on, the spectacle of their Princess getting so incredibly huge did not get boring to the people of Sevelon. As her mammoth size increased they periodically floated her back many yards as they rolled the equipment back as well, giving her enough room to grow. Occasionally Chillain would announce her new dimensions, such as when she became more than 100 feet around, or when her weight was the equal of the first 10 princesses at 55,000 pounds. They were up to 10 antennas shedding their fattening energy on her now, and it seemed there would be no more. However, her weight was still increasing at an incredible rate.

    The crowd merely watched in awe, some going back and forth to meet the new Princesses as the show went on, others setting up a picnic lunch as they observed. Another great cheer went up when she reached the halfway mark at 105,000 pounds. At this point Genevieve was bigger than most of the buildings on the planet, bigger than the platforms that the Hierarchy used for their different purposes. Genevieve’s attendants were now orbiting her in a slow circle, just to give people an appreciation of the scale she had reached. The 5,000-pound girls looked literally like small birds when compared to Genevieve. All six were arranged at one point, hip to massive hip across only the front of Genevieve, and they weren’t even close to making a turn. All six could easily be lined up across the middle of Genevieve and still be seen by all.

    It was by the end of the day that the show was destined to end. Even with a steady influx of weight, the staggering number she was to achieve was going to take some time. No one left. They either feared the repercussions of rudely leaving early or they wanted to see their Princess at her final size. As Genevieve crested 200,000 pounds the people’s excitement grew again, lights were placed in the field she now hovered over to give everyone a good enough view. They had moved all of the platforms of the other fattened Princesses under her now and Genevieve had become a kind of living roof for the massive Princesses. They didn’t all quite fit under her tremendous shadow, but it definitely served to show the spectacular difference in size. Genevieve had been rolled forward again so she was looking straight ahead at the ground. Attendants had flown up and tied long dangling ribbons to her bracelets and anklets, sparkling with jewels as the only adornment aside from her unreal size.

    Again the people began to try and count out her weight as she neared her final, impossible goal. When she hit 210,000 a final cheer went up, followed by light displays and even fireworks off in the distance behind her. Genevieve gasped in relief as the antennas were turned off at once and the overwhelming sensation of her tingling and growth finally stopped. She couldn’t turn her head, and her hands and feet felt far away, but she could move them slightly.

    “I present to you…the Grand Princess Genevieve!” shouted Chillain as his platform rose up to just underneath her head. The image was absolutely stunning. Chillain literally seemed as small as an insect when next to the staggeringly huge Princess. Again the cheers went up as did another blast of fireworks. The King and Queen next floated up on Prince Tholland’s platform with their other daughter. The King was stoic still, but the Queen was weeping quietly, which cause Genevieve to cry again also.

    “Kiss your daughter goodbye,” commanded Tholland. “She is to leave immediately for Earth where she will be the pride of planet Sevelon.”

    Genevieve was so vast that to the people up close she seemed to be just a head poking out of a flesh-colored wall. The Queen kissed her face and wept harder when she couldn’t put her arms around her. The King consoled her and took her back a few steps into the arms of her own lady-in-waiting. The King had no words to say, his people were safe and prosperous and happy, all thanks to the service of his daughters. He was proud no doubt of that, but the shock of the transformation was so great. He stepped forward and kissed his daughter’s forehead and whispered, “Make us proud Genevieve, yours is…a great honor.”

    Genevieve’s tears flowed quietly, she was still unable to speak, but she mouthed the word, "Goodbye."

    Suddenly she began to rise again into the air, fast this time, heading into the darkening sky. The six ladies-in-waiting for her, fattened to the grand size of 5,000 pounds were fluttering after her, all beyond their control. The lights from the ground stayed on the spectacle as the enormous Princess and her retinue ascended into the sky, their destination; King Sevelon’s Ship several miles above. Soon the smaller ladies vanished in the distance, but Princess Genevieve was visible the entire time as the lights stayed on her in farewell. It was only when she seemed to be swallowed up by the far larger ship did she at last disappear from sight.

    “But…what shall happen to her?” the King finally asked as the ship began to fade as well as it began its destination for Earth.

    “She will be taken to Earth for the Grand Convocation,” began Prince Tholland. “The first complete Grand Convocation the Hierarchy has had now that we’ve finally found all of our wayward colonies. There she will be judged along with other Princesses of similar size and nobility. One of among hundreds will be chosen for the distinct honor of representing the Hierarchy itself, just as Ethelia represents your Kingdom, and Genevieve this planet.”

    All paused as they let that sink in.

    “What will happen if Genevieve wins?” the King asked after a hesitant pause. The Prince’s smile broadened. He stroked the enormous flank of his wife Ethelia.

    “Well, this tiny beauty shall then take her sister’s place in representing Sevelon.” This brought a fresh swoon to the devastated queen, and the vaguest hint of a smile to Ethelia. “Then Genevieve shall be made more suitable to represent not just a planet, but a vast Empire, comprising hundreds of planets! I can scarcely imagine how large they would make her…”
     
  3. Apr 9, 2008 #3

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    its like an episode of dragonball z only with weight gain

    they continually get bigger and bigger with no-limit breaker insight.
     
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    Nappa: VEGETA! What does the scouter say about her weight!?
    Vegeta: *Breaks scouter* It's over 9000!!!1!11oneone
     
  5. Apr 10, 2008 #5

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    I can see where you're going with this. One of the reasons why I avoided writing this story or others like it where the weight and size get so ridiculous. Eventually it just becomes a bunch of increasing numbers. The challenge was to keep up the language and include plenty of scale descriptions and comparisons, which are about the only thing that can really convey the size at that point. But even then too much can be too much.

    And if you can believe it, I actually have some sequel material in mind for this story.
     
  6. Apr 10, 2008 #6

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    LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    I was gonna compliment the story when I read this and my mind went completely blank. hahahahaha!!!!!!!
     
  7. Apr 10, 2008 #7

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    Well JP, as usual, it's a great read!
     
  8. Apr 11, 2008 #8

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    Thanks. I should be back into writing more often again, I had a schedule change which will make it easier.
     
  9. Apr 21, 2008 #9

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    Good read as always JP :happy:
    I do how ever wish there were more protests from the princess I do love the way you get into the head of the characters. Possibly another story; one of nonconsentuality?pllllleeeaaassseeee. :bounce:
     
  10. Oct 21, 2011 #10

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    I will have to say I found Genevieve's weight gain somewhat underwhelming, maybe because it was more of an inflation-type gain than "normal" gain, with her limbs staying slim, and this, combined with the image of her floating, didn't fully convey to me a sense of heaviness, despite the vast numbers you use (I can see what you mean with the "[e]ventually it just becomes a bunch of increasing numbers" comment). I think I get more aroused by "conventional" fattenings, such as those of the ladies-in-waiting, with all the "drooping flab, bulging breasts, cellulite posteriors and thickened thighs", as you say. Also, speaking as a female, I have to say you create some pretty frightening scenarios/worlds - yet I enjoy reading your stories *is conflicted* Anyway, good work; I hope I haven't come across as too harsh. (I think I just wanted to say something more interesting than "cool story!")
     
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    I'm a big fan of the notion itself and the writing is lovely. I prefer good ol' fashioned natural weight gain, but the results and the sci-fi twist are quite intriguing. I look forward to more.
     
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    You're not the first woman to make a comment like this about my stories, and I welcome them.

    Plenty have said they find my stories a guilty pleasure. They're a lot more fantasy than most other stories, with huge weight gains and impossible means. Regarding the main fattening and the more inflation aspect, I agree. It was a conscious choice because I believe at the size she was getting the human body becomes more like a sphere than a normal take on obesity. But I'm a big fan of both weight gain and inflation, so I was ok with
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    Glad you liked it.
     
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    Thanks, I try to put twists in the stories, sometimes they work, sometimes not.
     

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