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Rule an island nation where the most beautiful women are large.
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Chapter #3

It’s good to be queen

    by: Dragos Drakkar Author IconMail Icon
You used to be average young woman in the United States of America, but that all changed on your twenty-first birthday when your powers first awoke. You still weren’t sure how or why, but you suddenly found yourself with seemingly godlike powers; you weren’t able to change all of reality with a whim, but your powers were developing more and more over time as well. After having some fun with your newfound abilities for a while, you discovered that your powers were having an additional effect on you as well: the more you used your powers the more your body slowly but surely fattened. This actually proved a great joy to you, since you had always wanted to get rid of your stick thin and barely feminine body, but your genes had never allowed it to happen. You were actually a bit shocked that you hadn’t thought of using your powers to correct that once they had awakened, but were now quite happy with that development.

Eventually, you quietly took possession of a remote island and set up a thriving queemdom, with yourself as the Goddess queen. Your realm started with just a handful of people that willing came to live on the island with you as their ruler. That was nearly two years and more than nine hundred glorious pounds ago, and your subjects have swelled to nearly a hundred people, mostly women but with more than a few men mixed in as well. Using your abilities, you made all of your female subjects much more susceptible to gaining fat, while the men stayed skinny or turned into muscular hunks. You didn’t much care for the gentlemen, being such a committed lesbian, but you understood that some of your female subjects preferred the touch of a man. You, on the other hand, kept a harem of a handful of women who were eager to serve your needs in return for your personal blessings on each of them. Each of the five was marked with special tattoo above their bountiful breasts, though each was beyond noticeable for being the fattest women on the island, except for you of course.

Even now, you were resting your bulk on the mound of cushions that served as your throne. Your perfectly tanned and blemish free skin glistened because of a fresh coating of fragrant oil applied to your body. Your more than half ton body was entirely on display, adorned with only several thin and long golden chains looped around the thick collar of fat covering your neck, as well as a pair of jeweled rings on each of your plump hands. Nearly spherical orbs of flesh made up your breasts, a far cry from the tiny mosquito bumps you used to have. They rested heavily on the sweeping expanse of your mammoth gut, a temple devoted to your gluttony and power. This mound of flesh oozed over the tree trunk thighs below, which did little to hide the swell of your weighty rump behind and below you. Your thighs spilled over your knees, pushing the fat of your calves further down across your ankles. A golden tiara was nestled atop your head, glinting out of the thick dark crimson curls of your hair, curls that flowed down from your head and cascaded around your massive girth.

Two of your companions lounged against you, while the other three are off stuffing themselves for your pleasure. You would rather be with them and taking a personal part in their continuing weight gain, but pressing business had required your attention. That business involved the lone person standing before you, basking in your glory and asking a boon of you.
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