Chapter #4Aryll's New Mother by: Unknown Taking a close look at these fairies, flittering around, she noticed what was distinctly wrong with them; there were made of almost nothing but fat. Large (by fairy standards of course), saggy, pieces of flab, with contrastingly beautiful faces, flew around her, ‘ooing’ and ‘aahing’ at her. Aryll, to put it simply, was confused as all hell.
Walking closer to the main altar, a huge explosion of smoke erupted, with what seemed like a massive wall clearing through the air… Yet this was no wall; a huge, brightly coloured wall of flesh greeted Aryll’s eyes, and when she looked up, she realised that she was, in fact, looking at a woman. An extremely fat woman, with waves of fat washing down onto the stone floor, slowly shifting from colour to colour. The body slowly hovered up, and then began to revolve down, the figure’s breasts now lying directly in front of Aryll, only beginning to envelop her feet. A smooth, yet very round face greeted her, with sharp blue eyes and a warm smile made of ruby lips.
“Why, hello there my child. I do see that you’ve managed to discover this sacred meeting spot for us; the Titanic Fairies. Many assumed that title referred only to our power, but as you can see for yourself, it directly describes our beauty as well.” The fairy’s eyes surveyed Aryll, who wasn’t so much scared as perplexed at how this person could be so incredibly obese. “It has been long since we have seen a visitor. And just as well that you are the first for many a millennium; I can tell that you are on the brink of death itself.” Aryll jumped back in surprise. “Wait- I’m going to die? Wha-“ She stopped herself, realising that if ANYBODY would know something so specific, it would be a fairy. This lady. “Yes, my child. It is a wonder how one your age can be so… Small. You must be alone in the above world, without food or comfort. I will take you into my care. Do not debate against this; you shall now be my daughter, and I will make it my mission to make you as vast and beautiful as me! My fellow friends, please gather as much food as possible, and you there, begin to craft a magical dress; my daughter must look stunning!” She smiled warmly at Ayrll, who had only half followed what this mysterious creature had just told her. “Eh… Wait, wha-“
Yet before she could say another word, her mouth was spoon fed, by a small hovering ball of flab, a strange, yellow glittering liquid. The fairy then disappeared, in a small cloud of smoke. “But… But, I’m not too small! I don’t need to gain –“ Yet the enormous fairy interrupted her. “My child, we were destined to meet. Your name is Aryll, is it not? I have powers beyond yours, and I can see that you are in dire need of a body. A body that will command respect, display limitless beauty and allow an infinite amount of binge eating. Do not worry; soon, you shall be the most desirable girl within the world! Well? What is your response to that, Aryll?”
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