feeding time

A growl rumbles in your throat "I'll never let you do that!"

Out of the darkness walks a feminine vampire, appearing in her late twenties. She grins, putting a finger under your chin and turning your fat face to look her in the eyes

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice."

You snap at her and try to stand, but you're held in place by your gigantic body

Bathory lets out a screeching laugh at your pitiful attempts to overcome the new belly. Eventually your struggles stop and you lay back, shaking at your fate. Bathory turns to the leprechaun. "I don't like his attitude. Add on a few more pounds and see if he'll cooperate without question after that."

The leprechaun bows to her and uses his magic to summon a fifteen foot pile of food. He points to you and foods begin to rise from the pile and stuff themselves down your throat. You try to resist, but nothing can stop this feeding frenzy. You look toward your stomach as it bloats outward before your eyes. Trying your hardest to clear your mind, you look for any possible escape

Written by Leon-Silverfang

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