The Lady of Rell: The Girl That Grew (pts. 1-7) by Coyote Wild

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  1. Apr 12, 2007 #1

    coyote wild

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    Author's Note: I normally don't go for the midieval sort of WG tales, but I thought I'd try my hand at it in the form of an epic poem. I plan to shift the style and rythm as the story goes on.

    The Lady of Rell: The Girl That Grew
    by Coyote Wild

    I'm ashamed to say..there are very few
    who know of Rell and the Girl that Grew.

    A Princess, she was, and beautiful at that!
    Until she was given the Curse of Fat

    T'was her 18th Birthday and many had come
    to celebrate and have much fun.

    The banquet was crowded with people from afar.
    They came to cheer for their glowing Star!

    She sat in her throne, as thin as a blade.
    For pleasurable food the King had forbade.

    Over the center aisle a banner was hung.
    The people dined and the people sung.

    But amongst the crowd a shadow sneaked.
    She wore a cloak and appeared very meek.

    Then came the time for the Princess to recieve
    gifts from her subjects but you wouldn't believe...

    The Shadow took place at the Princess's side
    and she threw off her cloak revealing her hyde.

    Her skin was green and laden with warts.
    Her eyes were dark as she leaned forth.

    She whispered such words into the Princess's ear.
    And here, I tell you what the Princess would hear:

    "Your body is small and your form so frail!
    Let me release you from your cosmetic jail!

    Your tummy will bloat and your ass will grow wide!
    Soon your size will be impossible to hide!

    Grow fatter and fatter from the confines of clothes!
    Grow fatter and fatter; let your gluttony show!

    So with these words, Princess of Rell,
    I bestow upon you a devious spell!"

    The Princess screamed! "Guards!" she called.
    They approached the stage but were quickly stalled.

    The Shadow produced a dagger of sorts.
    She rammed it into her own heart and stopped her life short!

    She fell to the ground, her form so meek.
    She coughed up blood and began to speak:

    "Now, you will grow Princess of Rell!
    For I am the only one that can undo the spell!"

    Her eyelids fell as did her head.
    And before all had settled, the Shadow was dead.

    A single tear fell from the Princess's eye.
    She was doomed to grow huge because the witch had died.

    And just as all had fallen into the dark,
    from amongst the crowd someone shouted: "Hark!"

    One of the guests, a dangerous Pirate Queen,
    approached the stage demanding to be seen.

    Her waist was wide, and her thighs were thick.
    Her hair was short and her tongue was slick.

    "The witch may be dead," she began to tell.
    "But that doesn't mean the end for the Princess of Rell!

    I know of a land," The Pirate Queen said.
    "Where one can learn Secrets of the Dead!

    There we shall find the Ghost of this witch!
    So she may lift the curse, that heartless bitch!"

    And suddenly, from amongst the guests,
    a thin, elven woman approached the Princess.

    Her voice was soft as her words flowed forth
    "I, too, know of this ungodly door.

    The fallen reside behind the Dark Gate.
    It is here for their judgement, they wait.

    If we are quick and if we make haste,
    we can reach the Witch Ghost and speak face-to-face!"

    "I will go, too," said the Princess of Rell.
    She stood from her throne and began to swell...

    (Continued in post 3 of this thread)
  2. Apr 12, 2007 #2




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    Good poetry...meter and everything.

    As one whose praised often at work,
    for his humorous filking about our company jerks.
    I say good luck, good job, and keep going,
    may our praise help keep your creativity flowing...
  3. Apr 12, 2007 #3

    coyote wild

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    The Rellian gate was wide and tall.
    It's wood dark and rough.

    Princess of Rell had pondered this
    and how her journey will be tough.

    The entire kingdom had arrived,
    to see the warriors off.

    Every eye was filled with tears.
    Handkercheifs set aloft.

    The Princess of Rell
    had mixed emotions
    about this current moment.

    Part of her was touched for the people's affection.
    Her other part couldn't own it.

    Her dress was snug around her form.
    Her tummy and breasts had bulged.

    She was begging to feel uncomfortable.
    She grabbed her clothes and pulled.

    She tried not to appear as chubby as she was.
    But only failed at that.

    No matter how she tugged and pulled,
    she was still getting so fat.

    She sat on her steed between her two aides.
    They looked so calm and cool.

    The Princess of Rell couldn't help but just
    seem to be a fool.

    The Pirate Queen had steadied her
    by cleariing her mighty throat.

    The Elven Warrior was a little embarrassed.
    She fidgeted beneath her cloak.

    The Princess of Rell raised her head
    her voice calling far and wide.

    "Listen my people! I will not fail!
    For I have women at my side!"

    And they turned their horses toward the gate
    as the chain cranked and it fell.

    A bridge was there to guide the heroes:
    the Great Warriors of Rell.

    Off they stormed! Their hooves had rumbled!
    Creating their own thunder!

    They began to draw farther from sight.
    And were very soon, asunder.
  4. Apr 13, 2007 #4

    coyote wild

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    They galloped with speed!
    They galloped with pride!
    They knew very soon
    The Princess would be wide.

    Time was against them!
    For every hour or so,
    another pound was gained
    and the Princess would grow!

    Her body jiggled
    as her horse gathered haste.
    She was plagued with hunger!
    Her mouth held phantom tastes.

    As the kingdom had fallen
    behind the hills,
    they slowed to a trot
    around the great mills.

    They towered above
    in this wide open field.
    Even their beauty
    would not let them yield.

    The Pirate Queen turned
    and began giving orders.
    "We'll camp here tonight
    before approaching the borders."

    Their destination was an island
    far from the shore.
    They were to take the Pirate Queen's ship
    and from there, they would soar.

    They would cross the ocean
    to the barren land in the sea.
    They could only pray the Princess
    wouldn't grow too quickly.
  5. Apr 14, 2007 #5

    coyote wild

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    Night had fallen,
    and at the Pirate's behest
    it was decided
    that the trio would rest.

    The trees whispered soft
    and the stars sparkled bright.
    The wind gently blew
    on this cold and clear night.

    The campfire danced
    and the fire light gleamed.
    The Three Warrior Women
    were deep in their dreams.

    The Pirate Queen smiled
    as she imagined great battles!
    The Elven Woman frowned
    as she dreamt about cattle.

    But the Princess of Rell
    had the strangest dream of all.
    She envisioned herself
    within a great hall.

    She was thin once again
    and wore a small dress.
    She was once more
    the beautiful Princess.

    At the end of a hall
    a single wolf sat.
    He looked in her eye and asked:
    "Do you know where you're at?"

    The Princess shook her head.
    She was so confused.
    The Wolf had smiled,
    seeming amused.

    "Follow me," he said
    as he turned and walked away.
    The Princess followed, thinking:
    "Come whatever may..."

    They came to a table
    that was laden with food.
    The young Princess knew:
    "This can't be good."

    "Sit," the Wolf told her.
    His voice was deep and strong.
    She wanted to sit,
    but something felt wrong.

    "Sit!" he said again,
    with a definite growl.
    The Princess went stiff
    from his threatening scowl.

    She slowly moved
    to the singular chair.
    She sat in the seat
    and tossed back her hair.

    "Eat," he demanded!
    He furrowed his brow.
    The Princess decided,
    "No turning back now.."

    She took up her fork
    and cut a piece of pie.
    She held it to her lips
    and took a large bite.

    It melted on her tongue
    and went down her throat.
    Almost immediately,
    she started to bloat!

    The Wolf stepped closer
    and he kept her gaze.
    His teeth bared a smile
    and he uttered a phrase:

    "The Witch brought you here
    Now, don't you see?
    You will come here
    whenever you sleep!

    Your growth will increase
    and it will gather speed!
    While you sit here and eat
    and continue to feed!

    You are sure to see
    as soon as you wake,
    your body has fattened
    from the food that you ate!

    But worry not,
    my dear Princess of Rell.
    For we'll treat you proper,
    and make sure you're fed well!"

    His laughed echoed loudly
    within the great hall.
    And she continued to gorge,
    she wanted it all!

    Pastries and cookies
    and ice cream and pies!
    She could feel fat gather
    on each of her thighs!

    A ripping sound challenged
    the Wolf's evil laugh.
    Her dress had split open
    to make room for her ass!

    Her hips had widened
    to accomodate her butt.
    She took a knife and pie
    and started to cut.

    She continued to eat
    as her body did grow!
    Her dress was torn and
    there was much more to go!

    Her belly pressed forward
    and sat on her lap.
    She was beginning to look
    marvelously fat!

    The Wolf laughed more
    as she stuffed her face.
    She wanted to be free
    of this dreadful place!

    She awoke with a start
    as the red sun arose.
    The Princess looked down
    and examined her clothes.

    They were torn and ripped
    and her blubber poked through.
    She was starting to look round
    over the night, she grew!

    Her face had filled out
    She was beginning a second chin.
    She started to cry!
    She wanted to be thin!

    She ran her hands
    along her form.
    She wasn't prepared
    for the coming storm.

    The Pirate Queen woke
    and the Elven Girl, too.
    They were saddened for her
    but knew what to do.

    Without so much a word,
    they each extended a hand.
    The Princess took them
    and they pulled her to stand.

    She arose from the ground
    with a few shared grunts.
    The Pirate Queen smiled
    but spoke very blunt.

    "You're body has fattened
    make no illusion of that.
    But you must be ready
    to grow very fat.

    We have a long road ahead
    before the Ghost Witch is found.
    And before this is over,
    you will grow very round.

    I will now speak
    the words you must hear:
    It is very important
    that you show no fear!

    No matter what comes,
    or whatever may be,
    you must be very strong!
    You must believe in me."

    The Princess of Rell
    was touched by her words.
    She nodded softly
    at what she just heard.

    She examined her body
    her stomach was big!
    She was surely becoming
    a very fat pig.

    She reached behind
    and took hold of her ass.
    She grabbed handfulls of fat!
    The poor, growing lass.

    She blushed rosy red
    as she looked at her friends.
    She smiled a shy smile
    and wished it would end.

    They packed up their things:
    their tools and their goods.
    And galloped their way
    to the edge of the woods.

    (Continued in post 8 of this thread)
  6. Apr 15, 2007 #6

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    This is so well done! Why couldn't Spenser have written something like this? It would have made my medieval English classes much more enjoyable.
  7. Apr 15, 2007 #7





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    Indeed - unique but well done. Allowing for this type of creative writing is part of the reason for the Fine Arts Archive, where this epic will in time be housed.
  8. Apr 23, 2007 #8

    coyote wild

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    There are very few that had entered,
    and come out alive.
    To emerge from the forest,
    you must be very wise.

    The horses walked slowly.
    The women looked around.
    They knew of the horrors
    and creatures abound.

    Very little sun
    shone through the trees.
    The three women feared
    of monstrosities.

    The Dreven Woods were known
    to swallow people whole.
    To rip open your mind
    and tear out your soul.

    But time was against them!
    And they couldn't go round.
    They had to cut through
    because the Princess grew round.

    Her horse began to struggle.
    Her name was Cailyn.
    She preferred a time
    when the Princess was thin.

    They stepped over roots
    and past branches that had parted.
    The creatures cawed and screeched,
    and the Princess farted.

    The other two women
    both turned their heads.
    They looked at the Princess
    as her face turned red.

    They smiled assuring smiles
    to ease her troubled mind.
    And she farted again,
    it was a sure sign.

    A sign of her growth.
    Of the size of her ass.
    Now that she was fat,
    she was burdened with gas.

    She leaned to one side,
    and farted once more.
    She was truly embarrassed,
    down to her core.

    But the other two said nothing.
    They just trotted along.
    And soon all three were laughing
    as though nothing was wrong.

    Many hours later,
    they were deeper in the woods.
    They began to sense danger
    and drew their hoods.

    A growth spurt occurred
    to our precious Princess.
    And a lone button popped
    off her tightening dress.

    Her belly surged forth,
    and jiggled to a stop.
    And soon after that,
    the next button popped.

    Her growing was obvious.
    there was a stretching sound,
    as her body filled with fat
    and became even more round.

    But soon it was over,
    to Cailyn's delight.
    But she would proudly endure
    the Princess's plight.

    A ruslte in the leaves,
    called their attention up high
    to the canopy of black
    that had become their sky.

    From branch to branch
    the stranged shadows darted.
    The Princess was nervous.
    And she suddenly farted.

    It rumbled lowly
    from her gargantuan ass.
    The ground reverberated
    from her powerful gas.

    And with a mighty war scream,
    they dropped from the sky.
    It was the Dreven Goblins!
    And they were ready to fight.

    But so were the women!
    They quicly dismounted.
    They each drew their weapons,
    but were vastly surrounded.

    The green little creatures,
    with bald heads and pointy ears,
    brandished their knives
    and grinned ear-to-ear.

    They slowly closed in
    on the three warrior women.
    This was the danger
    of passing through Dreven...
  9. Apr 28, 2007 #9

    coyote wild

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    The Goblins of Dreven
    moved in on
    the three.

    Some leapt from
    tree to

    They we short
    and bald,
    and small.

    They bore an
    awful snare.

    "The Witch! Goraana
    the Great! Goranna the wise!"

    These were the Goblin's
    strong battle cries.

    "Goraana has blessed us!
    Just like she said she would!
    And she has delivered this
    glorious, juicy, fattened

    The Lady of Rell
    wrapped her chubby fingers
    around the hilt of
    her blade.

    It slid out and
    chimed the air.

    She held the blade
    and stepped past
    her friends.

    Her ass jiggled
    and swayed, each cheek
    above the other.

    Her thighs quaked
    with each ponderous step
    she would take.

    Her stomach bounced

    Her front was open,
    revealing a cleavage
    she never had

    She faced
    the lead Goblin
    and pulled her sword back..
    ready to swing.

    The Goblin general's
    tongue lashed about.
    He drooled and giggled and smiled
    and pointed his rusted, jagged
    blade at
    the Princess.

    "Do you come to me to
    beg for your life? You humans
    are all
    the same."

    The Princess smiled.

    "I just wanted to say,
    'thank you for the name.'"

    She let the sword fly
    and it swung in an arc.
    But the edge of the blade most
    certainly found its mark.

    The Goblin's head CATAPULTED
    straight up into the air.
    The blood rose with it,
    and splashed back down.

    The Elven Warrior
    let her arrows fly.

    They pierced the creatures!

    The Pirate Queen
    swung her sword about!

    She tore through flesh,
    and the Goblins fell
    at her feet.

    The Lady of Rell
    was as vicious as the others!

    Her sword found its way
    through many Goblins
    that day.

    The three
    Goblin survivors
    bounced their way
    back home.

    The quiet came back
    as the three heroes
    of Rell stood still for a

    The Pirate Queen
    kneeled at her sword,
    stabbed into dirt.

    She prayed to
    the War God,

    The Elven Queen
    walked amongst the dead.

    She pulled
    stray arrows
    from the bodies of those
    who fell at the point
    of her arrow.

    The Lady of Rell
    sat on a large root that
    was jutting from
    the ground.

    It gave a loud crack
    as it snapped
    beneath her weight.

    She dropped off and sighed.

    She walked back to the
    horses, where her friends
    were packing up.

    They still had a schedule to keep!

    They were in too much
    of a rush. They
    never saw
    the milk
    that trickled from
    the broken root...
  10. Jun 7, 2007 #10

    coyote wild

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    The rays of the sun
    poured into the forest,
    spotlighting a tiny isle.

    It sat in the center
    of a glorious pond
    that shimmered from the light of Ryiel.

    Upon the island
    there sat a small house.
    It was wooden, and small, and warm.

    Tiny puffs of smoke
    poofed out the chimney,
    keeping the kritt bugs from becoming a swarm.

    The three horsewomen
    trotted to a stop
    and surveyed this inviting scene.

    They needed a place
    to crash for a while,
    more tired than they've ever been.

    A narrow log bridge
    floated between
    the shore and the tiny isle

    The dropped off their mounts
    and crossed the narrow bridge
    walking in single file.

    It was the Elven Warrior
    that knocked on the door
    the three of them were silent and still.

    And it wasn't very long
    before the door opened up
    revealing the lady, Sytill.

    "Welcome, my friends,"
    she said with a smile.
    "Is there some way I can help you?"

    The Pirate Queen spoke,
    solemn as stone,
    "Can you give us some lodging and food?"

    Sytill looked pass
    the Pirate and the Elf
    her eyes fell on the very large lass.

    The Lady of Rell
    blushed a bright red,
    and tried to cover her huge ass.

    A gilmmer of joy
    flashed on the face
    of the young and pretty Sytill.

    She invited them in
    to her very small home,
    keeping her gaze on the Lady of Rell.

    The Lady of Rell
    siddled in sideways,
    her belly and butt brushed the door frame.

    She was getting so fat,
    she let out a fart
    her face turned red from the shame.
  11. Jun 9, 2007 #11




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    That's some really great writing...not to mention hot...:smitten: I love that medieval stuff. And some "weight" to it and BAM! You got hot stuff.
  12. Jun 10, 2007 #12





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    I'm back, and 'tis past time
    with the edits now all done done
    to take this paen of rhyme
    and bump it to a place in the sun
  13. Jul 14, 2007 #13

    coyote wild

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    Meanwhile back home,
    the King and the Queen
    had problems of
    their own.

    The Queen paced
    the main-hall floor
    worry all over
    her face.

    Her husband the King
    sat in his throne
    hating the
    nervous scene.

    He came to a stand
    he walked over
    to her and took
    her hand.

    "Listen my wife..."
    he said with
    a smile of gold.
    "whom I've loved all of my life.

    "Your daughter is safe.
    Her curse will be risen
    and all will be well.
    She fears no giant or wraith."

    "But she's never been
    from home before!
    Can't we just
    see her again?

    "We can attend
    whatever she needs
    as she grows ever bigger
    in the end."

    "This is a quest
    our daughter
    must take
    upon her cursed chest,

    "which grows ever bigger
    slowing her down,
    her legs and thighs
    becoming jigglier."

    At that very instant,
    a messenger appeared
    and he seemed
    very insistent-

    -that his story be heard
    by the King
    and the Queen.
    His scroll began to unfurl.

    He read from the parchment
    line by line
    and lyric by lyric,
    the words that had been sent.

    "Dear Queen,
    I have worries
    and must
    be seen.

    "For I fear that the wife
    that was meant
    for my son
    will leave this current life.

    "My dearest Queen of Rell,
    We have matters
    to discuss, and I seek
    your counsel."
  14. Dec 26, 2007 #14




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    are you going to finish this?

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