"Hmmm," Jester gulped down a bite of her fifth cupcake that morning, and cocked her head to the side, "No, still not quite right."
The red velvet confections were tasty, but there was still something missing.
More sugar? she mused, taking another bite, Maybe more vanilla? Or butter?
It had been a little over a week since her fiancé, Fjord, had left to try and negotiate entrance into Darktow so he could finally track down what's-his-nuts... Siberian?
Jester had wanted to go with him, of course, but well - diplomatic talks were soooo boring. Especially when she has to ugh behave.
It had been a much better choice for her to stay and work her latest project: baking! She'd always had a fondness for sweets, and learning to make them herself was exciting - in more than one way.
With her tail swishing side-to-side, she crammed the rest of the treat into her mouth, cheeks bulging, and took a big swig from her pitcher of milk to ease it down. It joined the others in her stomach, which was reaching a point of undeniable fullness, but not - as she had recently learned - her limits. She patted her tummy happily, a little thrill running up her spine when she felt her adorable little pooch of a belly jiggle ever so slightly.
With a giggle, the tiefling picked up another cupcake, and spoke in a sultry tone, "Oh no, I just can't seem to help myself, I've just got to have another..."
As she breathed in the scent of the thick cream-cheese icing, her eyes fluttered closed and her free hand began to rub circles on her tummy, her voice shifting lower - a passable imitation of Fjord, "Jester, aren't you full yet? You've had so many, you greedy girl."
"But I'm sooo hungry," she pleaded, imaging the look in his eyes, his smirk, his hand holding the cupcake to her lips, "practically wasting away..."
That couldn't have been further from the truth. Jester had never been skinny, but life as an adventurer had kept her... comfortably curvy. She had been an hourglass, with a little bit of a belly, and never really thought about her weight beyond the fact that her pretty clothes still fit. Fjord loved her, her friends loved her, and that was what mattered.
Things had started to change after Fjord popped the question.
The first couple pounds had been accidental, really. Happiness weight, she'd thought at the time, elated by the proposal, snacking absentmindedly as plans for a wedding started to take shape. She hadn't noticed the effects until one day, she suddenly did. The way her plusher frame strained her clothing, the tingle she got after a particularly hearty meal, it excited her, in a pulse-pounding, flushed-cheeks, horny-with-just-a-tinge-of-shame kind of way.
The first time she had pinched a bit of flab on her tummy, she had known she wanted - no, needed more.
And so, there she stood, dressed in nothing but her undergarments, moaning as she finished off her sixth red velvet cupcake. Taking a second to lick the frosting and crumbs from her lips and fingers, Jester took the chance to admire her new (and growing) figure by summoning one of her duplicates.
Her tits were brilliant, having grown just enough they were starting to overflow her bras; as her doppelganger pushed them together with its arms and leaned forward flirtatiously, Jester was pleased to see her cleavage had started to rival even her mama's, though she still had some work to do to surpass the Ruby of the Sea. Even so, her breasts weren't to be dismissed - they were perky, and bouncy, and filled her palms so nicely!
Truly, she could not wait to have someone else's hands on them.
Commanding her double to turn around, she was impressed by her - giggle - ass-tounding behind: while it had always had the makings of a proper booty, the recent pounds had thickened her thighs to all-but-eliminate the gap between them and plumped up her ass quite well. Her voluptuous hips tested the seams on all but the most elastic of her panties, and there was nothing quite like the thrill of hearing the fabric creak. The duplicate gave its ass a smack, and Jester thought she saw the beginnings of a honest-to-Artigan wobble.
But by far, her favourite part of her gain was her tummy. She loved how her greedy belly seemed eager to absorb the brunt of the new pounds, how the small pooch of chub over her core had begun swelling out, growing rounder, fatter with each passing day. It jiggles slightly when she walks now, a fact that so delighted Jester when she first noticed, she had spent a full two minutes bouncing on her toes in front of her mirror - watching it shake. It hung over everything but her high-waisted panties, and the way it strained her garter-belts? Simply divine. Her duplicate seemed equally entranced, squishing, poking, and generally fondling the abundant pale-blue flesh.
Figure-hugging dresses gave her the look of a newly-expecting mother, and her corsets lost ground in this battle of the bulge by the day.
Still, it couldn't quite be considered a pot-belly... yet.
"Although, you'll definitely never be this small again, will you?" she smirked, giving her belly a hearty slap, which in turn prompted a brassy belch and a fit of elated giggles from the tiefling, as her tail flicked back and forth happily.
She hadn't actually shared this new fascination of hers with anyone, but it was becoming harder and harder to hide her softer figure. Loose, flowing sundresses had worked wonders so far, but plumper cheeks and the faintest hint of a double chin wouldn't be so simple to disguise.
But that would be a problem for Future Jester, she decided, licking her lips as her belly gurgling in anticipation of more treats. Devouring two more cupcakes - one in each hand, alternating bites - Jester was surprised to hear a knock on the door of the apartment.
Who could that be? she wondered, her tail thudding once against the floor in annoyance, even as the four remaining cupcakes called to her, screaming 'oh, please, eat us! we're soooo tasty and very fattening!'.
The knocking repeated again, and Jester stormed to the door in a huff, throwing it open to find...
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