06-22-2009, 06:58 AM
(This post was last modified: 06-22-2009, 07:45 AM by DragonMasterX.)
Hiya there! Freshly out of the oven, my newest production! Before I wrote how a nerd who loved orcas ironically became one, hm? Now how about- Oh, won't spoil. But I got this from visiting the casino a week or so ago. I hope you'll enjoy the read!
Warning: This contains Breast Expansion, Transformation and Vore (Sorta). Read at your own discretion!
Princess Gone Wild... - By DragonMasterX
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Dawn unfolded a new clear day to the kingdom of Troa, birds chirped and fluttered their wings as the morning dew adorned the tall trees that consumed the surroundings of Troa’s castle. Peaceful as it was, the kingdom enjoyed a fair government under the rule of King Julian Finn the fifth. A small, modest town accompanied this man’s castle that contrary to its looks, always was bustling with the common public’s activities and events. Nothing would ever seem to go the wrong way in Troa or its castle. Never except when…
“Crêpe a la Flamé! Not pancake, you vexatious dufus!” A feminine cry echoed across the dinning hall as the King’s daughter demanded breakfast.
The servant at the nearly empty table, since it only consisted of the princess sitting at such an early hour, bowed in due respect and looked apologetic “My most sincere,”
“Quiet!” A soft, silky hand raised up, “Tell the head chef I would like pudding. And if he doesn’t decorate it like I told him a few days ago, then tell him I’ll have him hanged!” And with that, the servant almost ran away from the obese female in her princess gown, heading quickly into the kitchen to express her discontent with the food.
Gina Finn was that. A princess who enjoyed her life as royalty, bossing around and devouring as many morsels she could muster, opposite to her mother, who would very closely resemble the epitome of beauty and modesty. Being 19 years old, and knowing her mother Reena would always be showered with praise at around the same age, Gina sometimes wondered why she still had not had a single, handsome prince at her side, feeding her cake and milk whenever her stomach would hunger. Surely her factions resembled her mother’s, if not for her plump face, football-build, and the fact she was short in height. Her favorite dress even, -which she had torn through some days before- had not been able to survive her massive, cumulative weight over the years. What did she lack? She would ponder everyday, even today, while she rubbed her aching tummy and stared off into the humongous ceiling of the dinning chamber.
“Your Highness, the chef has finished your dessert.” The waiter from before came, holding domed round tray, and upon removing said dome, Gina was rewarded with the sight of what seemed to be chocolate pudding with a supple amount of whip-cream and decorations of various candies she had obviously requested.
Gina’s eyes widened as the plate was served in front of her, although a frown appeared over her face as she realized the flavor of the treat. “Chocolate? Please! I’m on a diet, James!” she yelled to the waiter, who ducked his face in shame, “You perfectly know, and I think I’ve taken the liberty to inform you more than once, that vanilla is the only thing I will eat my desserts as!” she snarled. The waiter proceeded to lift the tray and, after another apology, said he would bring another pudding, before Gina stopped him, “Never you mind.” She sighed in discontent, “I would rather gouge my eyes out than see another horrible mistake come out from that wretched kitchen” she snarled. James turned around with the plate, covering it again, before he left the dining hall. “I am surrounded by incompetents…” Gina muttered, turning around the spoon she had been holding, fiddling with it on her hands. Beside her perfect skin, why was she not like her mother? Even her hair was so different… Instead of golden long, she was stuck with brunette, short; but at least she loved how nice her skin conserved, and that is why she had opted to follow a ‘strict’ diet of her own. Gina looked at the back of her hand with a smile, although a weird sound alerted her. She related it to a deep, squeaking noise of some sort, and before she could react, it was on her hand.
“Ribbit!” a small, spotted green frog landed on Gina’s hand whilst she looked over to the direction it was coming, and when feeling the viscosity on her soft skin, immediately looked back at the amphibian’s obscure eyes. It seemed as if human and animal were exchanging gazes; truly a moment to contemplate, except for a very small detail.
“EEEEEK! I HATE FROGS!” Gina screamed helplessly, shaking her arms wildly to get rid of the little one, who jumped away from the table and onto the edge of a row of carefully planted lilies, which adorned the corner of the hall. “Oh, you! Stay out of there!” Gina scowled, mustering up her courage and grabbed a fork, apparently with the intentions of killing it, or poking it threatingly, for the sake of driving the monstrosity away, whichever came off as least gross. The frog however, seemed to be enjoying its place, and shot its long tongue out to catch a fly that hovered just in front of Gina, who had gotten next to the pot of lilies. “JAMES!” Gina screamed, falling onto her fat bottom as she saw the frog eat the fly, her will broken already.
After the ‘ordeal’, and having James take care of disposing of the little frog, Gina returned to her room, but not before angrily scolding the gardeners, who she ordered to kill any sort of slimy animal that approached the premises.
Later that day, Gina was sprawled on her bed, sighing and patting her big tummy with one hand, having enjoyed a feast of dinner at its fullest. It had almost completely erased the bad experience from earlier. She had called off a few more servants, since they hadn’t followed her spontaneous orders to prepare the food to help her figure, but it was a regular schedule of hers to do so anyway. With a small smile, the fat girl closed her eyes, before she heard a familiar weird sound, and this time with no intention of being caught off-guard, she sat up and looked around. “Wh-where?!” she said to herself, frantically looking left and right, a sparkle in front of her eyes drawing her attention. “Huh? A firefly?” she tried swatting at it, but more sparkles kept coming down, “Annoying bugs…” she snorted.
“I can assure you, my little girl, I am no insect.” A voice startled Gina, who looked up to gawk at the source of the sound. Hovering above the princess was a maiden clad in a light-blue dress, two pretty wings coming out of her back and fluttering as the pointy-eared female waved a hand, which did not hold a wand. “But I could turn you into something even more hideous than one if I wanted.” She giggled.
“Oh!” Gina opened her eyes as wide as she probably could; sitting up on her knees on her enormous bed as she nearly let her tongue loll out in awe, “Gods! You must be… one of the fabled fairies! Have you come here… to realize my dream of meeting my prince charming?!” she said, and opened her arms in a welcoming gesture.
“No way, piggy.” The fairy suddenly snarled, a hand on her slim waist as she looked down onto the now disappointed Gina. “I’m not your genie lamp, or any sort of house-maid.” She said as her hands made ‘blah’ gestures.
“Uhm, excuse me?” Innocently speaking, Gina blinked her eyes with lack of credibility, “Are you not my fairy godmother?” But at this, the fairy laughed.
“Hah hah! Oh please, girl. I’m not anything of you, but you could say we’re related,”
“So you’ll grant my wishes?!” Gina interrupted, getting hopeful again.
“No!” The fairy scolded, “I, Elfaria, am related to you in the manner that you’re my target. Somebody doesn’t like you, tee-hee!” she giggled. Gina’s heart skipped a beat.
“What…?” Gina softly whimpered, unable to believe what she was hearing. “I’m… your target? What are you going to do to me then?”
“Hee hee!” giggled Elfaria, smacking her wand onto the palm of her hand a bit, “Oh, nothing in special. I’m just supposed to make you regret all you’ve done and said to the people around here that made them feel bad. So, I’ll just turn you into something you don’t like as punishment.” She explained fluently as if it was an everyday thing, which probably was.
“B-but! I wanted to be pretty like mom!” Gina objected.
The fairy waved her hand aimlessly, making ‘blah blah’ gestures again “Bah, you’re not even royalty, are you? Why do you think anything nice would happen to a fat pig like you? Hee, don’t worry though, when I finish the job, you’ll probably look a looooot prettier!” she said with a cocky grin, starting to conjure a spell as she waved her wand playfully.
Absorbed into the threats and mean names she was being called, Gina desperately bowed, “P-Please! No!” she whined, “I know I’m sometimes hard to please and that I’ve said mean things, but I’ve never really meant any of them! I never had any people executed or removed!” she confessed, shaking in fear. Apparently it was all true, as the fairy hesitated for a moment.
“Hmph. Regardless, a job is a job, sweetie.” Elfaria said, smiling as she finished the incantation, “No hard feelings, froggy!” she giggled, and then followed a scream of despair by Gina, who had been engulfed by a bright flash.
In Gina’s place, there suddenly was no more of a fat human girl, but rather, a slim human girl with long blonde hair and very long legs, whose perfect body appeared to be overwhelmed by the gigantic gown she was using. The new Gina opened one of her closed eyes, still shaking, “Wh-what…? What happened…?” she said, gasping a bit.
“What?!” Elfaria grunted, seeing the clueless, slimmer and prettier Gina on the bed, “You should be an ugly,” and before she could finish the sentence, the beautiful blonde’s open mouth suddenly rolled out a long, thin, slick tongue, “…Frog.”
“Whath?” Gina said, then looked down to see her inhuman tongue hang low and past her chest, and nearly collapsed from the sight, “EEEK! Whath ish this?!” she said, trying to pick her tongue up with her hands, before she saw something curious on them: The number of fingers on each hand had decreased from five to three, and each of her them had a small, spherical pad at the tip. “Whath’sh haph’ning to me?!” Gina whined and screamed again, feeling pain around her cervix as she crouched and slumped on the bed, putting her three-fingered hands on her thighs as she tried to figure out the source of the pain. She felt around, and found that her thighs were not as fat and big as they were before, which impressed her, but what stunned her was what was around: Her once flabby romp felt tight and firm, her large butt cheeks appeared to squeeze together into a heart-shape one would be able to appreciate if they would watch inside the gown. Gina felt her legs adjusting for something, which she wasn’t able to discern as, but soon was graced with relief as the pain stopped for a moment. She felt her legs trash about despite she had never given them the order to, but once they had ‘decided’ to calm down, she felt more flexible than ever in her obese life!
“What happened?!” Elfaria in the meantime cursed low, unable to believe what was happening in front of her “You’re transforming! But you shouldn’t be pretty! What the…?! Wait! Y-you… Don’t tell me you’re a princess?! GAH!” she held by her head in desperation, “I THOUGHT you were some sort of maid in charge of the personnel in this castle!” she said, and looked around the spacious room, and then went back to all the babbling Gina had done about wanting wishes granted. Oops.
Gina grunted a bit, being able to stuff her tongue back up and inside her mouth, looking up at the fairy as her speaking muscle relocated itself, “Wh-what have you done to me?” she asked, tears streaming down in mixed pain and pleasure of her body’s development, “I feel, ohhh…” she suddenly let out a moan, feeling heavier as she slumped down again, her chest pressed against the bed as her long-legged, wide-hipped, slim-waisted body slowly raised and arc inwards as something pushed her up. “Wh… Ah… my… my breasts!” she called out, reaching around her chest to feel her mounds pressing against each other, rubbing and making small stretching noises as her skin elongated and quickly adapted to the new sizes she was being granted with. The gown stretched almost inhumanely as her once nearly inexistent breasts had suddenly inflated to two promiscuous, gigantic EE-cups. No bra in hers or her mother’s wardrobe would be able to contain them! She was thrilled by this, despite the changes to her hands’ physique, nothing seemed too off! That is, without mentioning the fact her skin didn’t feel silky anymore, rather, it seemed kind of sticky. Gina calmly rolled one of the gown’s sleeves up and touched her forearm to feel the aforementioned change, finding what seemed to be some sort of film all over. Removing her hand from the spot, she found a large stain of lively green on it, which she tried to scrub off with her other forearm fruitlessly. Before she realized it, the stain had begun to spread all over her body, painting her once pink skin to the same vivid green all over her body.
“Well, you definitely are a frog…” Elfaria told herself, trying to sound convincing, as she flew around the amphibian princess curiously, “But this won’t do…” she thought, sighing in disappointment.
Gina by her account tried checking the changes out with her body-sized mirror, hurrying over before she gasped, astonished for the fifth time on that day. Leaving out the changes to her limbs, measurements, height and weight, and her hair, she could see her face was not that of a human anymore: Extended, puffy cheeks and fuller yet still reddish lips; when had that happened, she never knew. But upon feeling her face with her paws she gasped, and even after all the moments that had went by, just now she realized this all was not a dream. “AHH! I’m a frog!” she shouted loudly, partly wondering why her cries had not alerted anybody yet, maybe the guards had slacked off again. “Why?! No! I don’t want to be a frog I, I look…” she turned around, posing slightly, “Sexy, and kind of pretty,” she put her right paw to her broad hips, striking a provocative pose, “Hmm… is this my punishment?” she curiously asked the fairy, blinking.
“Of course not! Somehow, the wish of the person who asked for my services and YOUR wish intertwined the spell’s effect!” She growled.
Gina put her paws together hopefully “Is it because I’ve never actually done anything I’ve threatened to and I’m a princess?!” she said, smiling broadly as she wiggled her bottom a bit, still looking back at her sexy reflection.
“It might be, but that’s not how it works! I don’t care about that code of,” Elfaria sighed, bracketing with her fingers, “‘Being able to bloom’ our kind developed. Grr. You are going to be a FAT, UGLY,” she growled, and aimed at Gina with her wand, who cowered, feeling helpless before her mind raced to earlier in the morning. Elfaria grinned and prepared to swing, before she felt something at her belly. The tiny fairy looked down and saw Gina’s tongue stuck on her, “…Frog?” she meeped, her wand falling off as Gina pulled back, swallowing the miniature female who screeched as she disappeared into Gina’s mouth.
“Not today,” the princess giggled after gulping. “That was so awkward…” she sighed to herself, checking her body out in the mirror. Frogs still scared her, but she was a pretty one… Not to mention the sexy curves of a mature woman were evident all over her. “Tee-hee, oh well, this must still work…” she bent over, picking up the little wand in-between two of her fingers, “I’ll get back to normal!” she said, figuring all she had to do was to wish so, and attempted… but it didn’t work. “Aww, figures… A wish can’t undo a wish…” she sighed in depression, before she glanced around, “Hmm, can it work for…?” and before she said anything more, her purple gown suddenly shrank, becoming the perfect, and tight size for her new body. The cleavage her boobs sported was awe-striking, and how her long legs discretely showed under the dress would set any man off at any time. “Oooh. Elfaria left a nice gift for me…” she chuckled, then put a finger to her chin, “I don’t want to be visited by another one of them though…” and with new resolve, she declared, “I’ll be good from now on…!” then eyed the wand and grinned a bit, “Starting tomorrow.” She finished.
The next morning, and as she had ordered the previous afternoon, breakfast was delivered to Gina by one of the young butlers to her room. The door was knocked on, and Gina’s voice came from inside, “Come on in.” and as prompted to, Edward came in. This red-haired youth had recently been recruited, and had had his shares of ‘misunderstandings’ with Gina, but it wasn’t anything she would not forgive at this moment, she kept telling herself.
“Set the tray on my table, Edward.” Gina commanded from the covers of her bed as she silently giggled.
“Very well, but Your Highness, if you allow me to ask, are you feeling unwell?” The youth asked, and Gina replied with a cheerful giggle.
“Nothing some company cannot cure, dear.” The princess smiled under the covers, and by pressing one of her fingers to the covers, she managed to beckon without having to stick her hand out, “Why don’t you come and make yourself comfortable?” she offered, much to the boy’s dismay, who cursed for offering his care to an ugly brat who had almost gotten him fired in more than one occasion.
Orders were orders, though. “Certainly,” Edward said, approaching Gina’s bed, “Is there anything I could do to help, Your Highness?”
“Yes,” Gina tried her best not to laugh off the amusement, and made a patting sound besides her, “Sit down besides me, please.”
Edward gulped, this was starting to sound and feel odd, very weird, and totally out of place. Mustering up his man pride, he sternly walked over to the princess’ bed and sat on the edge next to her, “I-Is this alright, Your Highness?”
“Oh, please. You may use my first name while we’re on my quarters.” The girl mischievously said, creating a tense atmosphere for the young blue-eyed boy, who had no choice but to comply.
“V-Very well… Is there anything else you need, Your H- Gina?” Edward corrected himself, and looked onto the covered-up girl. He felt something grab his arm, and looking down saw one of Gina’s arms had come out, her hand wrapped in her purple gown’s sleeve, before she playfully dragged Edward’s arm over her side, to let him feel her hips. “G-Gina!” he blabbered, and scared as the virgin he was, he shook and shivered, not expecting the first girl body he would feel would be that of an ugly, firm- Wait, firm? Yes, where he was touching was very firm, maybe a little squishy, but it was some sort of natural softness he could not describe, the firmness was confirmed though.
“Yes?” Gina teasingly said, letting go of his arm, “Did you not like?” she softly murmured, and Edward hurried to respond.
“I did! Truly, Gina!” The boy gasped, starting to feel thrilled at her game, and before he could say more, her paw grabbed his arm in the same fashion as before, pulling it back at her body, yet this time slightly higher than before, past her waist and onto her massive bosom. “…!” The boy immediately swallowed the driest gulp of his life. The female’s body’s image could not come to mind, but those hips he had felt were too perfect! He just had to hope… Rather, he had to squeeze, because that’s what he did as soon as the palm of his hand came into contact with Gina’s rightmost mound. She emitted a pleased moan, and Edward retracted his hand on his own, startled.
“Oh, please, Edward… Do that again, I loved it.” Gina begged, and blushed after realizing what she was asking for. She only wanted to play around with this body she had, but the more relishing and satisfying possibilities of this game aroused her, and urged her to go ahead.
A hormone-overridden boy he was, Edward wasted no time in nearly pouncing Gina with his hands that located the immense mounds at the girl’s chest, before he began playing with them, his day-dream each time he would see a girl with pronounced proportions. Edward panted; the fun was making him hard and aroused, and tented at his pants’ crotch area. He groaned a bit in pain, Gina caught notice of this even while she was lost in her own world of bliss as she experienced the worshipping of her own body for the first time ever since her birth.
“Edward, you’re doing such a fine job… But I know you must also be in need of some… release, as well,” Gina giggled, exciting Edward even more, before she was able to say it, despite her own doubts, that were obviously overshadowed by her lust: “Would you like to see me?” she asked seductively.
Edward gasped. A proposal! By her Royal Bustiness no less! With his tongue nearly flailing out of his mouth, he nodded eagerly and cheerfully accepted with a “Yes!”
“Very well. Just remember, you might become slightly startled; my body has… undergone some changes…” She blushed while saying, not wanting to reveal the true story, but she would make something up later. Edward didn’t seem to be thinking clearly after playing with her melons, thus didn’t say much but emit some needy groans, and then as her covers flew away, Gina posed for him, lying on her side. The cut on her dress revealed part of her wide hips and thighs, while the top part was so tight, it squeezed her breasts together into the deepest cleavage known to man so far. Her face had a very sensual smirk planted across, and she held a very lively rose in one of her hands. “Hell-o.” She sweetly greeted, holding up the rose in front of her red lips, biting off one of the petals softly while winking; she had seen her mother do this once while incidentally walking up on a most regrettable scene that followed in her parents’ chambers, but right now she was glad she had, as this strategy was working.
Edward was speechless; his eyes couldn’t stop to bounce: Legs, green, hips, green, BOOBS! Lust winning over Logic, Edward practically tore his clothes off in his desperation, his cock flaring up a powerful erection before he tackled Gina onto her bed. “You’re so beautiful! So perfect! I’m famished for your body, my dear Gina!” he confessed, as if his squeezing hands and hyperactive hips rubbing onto her body weren’t enough proof already. The speechless one was Gina now, as she simply let him take command, but not before she objected to a small detail.
“Sweetie, why don’t you let me take my dress off first?” Gina said, and with the teenager’s half-minded consent, she proceeded to strip the long dress off. Obviously under the garment, she was only in her birthday suit, and both of them took a moment to admire the perfect hourglass shape Gina had been granted with. Seemingly both forgot the fact of her amphibian factions, and focused on these blessings. Edward climbed on top of the frog lady, and as his seven-incher pressed on her belly he continued enjoying her massive mounds, squeezing and kneading them as if they were some precious play toy. Gina’s body received more than fulfilling pleasure; the sheer size of her mammaries only augmented the amount of pleasure received by ten fold of any other smaller size as Edward squeezed and leaned in to suck at her soft, pink nipples like a needy newborn.
Eager to please his princess, the boy quickly adjusted his strategy to a fantasy of his own, starting to suck onto her left breast as his left hand grabbed and played with the other, while his right hand went down onto her crotch, which he started to feel around, finding her love-tunnel’s entrance easily, since despite the natural slickness of her skin, her cunt was leaking like a faucet.
“Y-you’re eager I see!” The frog princess giggled playfully, grabbing Edward’s face with her hands, pulling him up while staring deep into his eyes with her jet-black ones, “Your Princess would love a kiss, Edward.” She smiled, and the boy closed his eyes as he leaned forwards slowly. After making a note of how easy it was for her to manipulate young men, she went ahead and kissed him full on his lips, and immediately attempted the ever fabled ‘French-kiss’ she had always heard about; and with her amphibian tongue helping her, it wasn’t very hard to simply introduce it to Edward’s mouth, careful not to choke him with so much slick muscle as he wrapped it along his’, starting to wildly and passionately make out as he excitedly caressed her body and rubbed his against her. “Mmmnhh! Oh Edward!” she moaned out.
“P-Princess Gina!” Edward groaned, unable to take the suspense on his throbbing member anymore, before his hands grabbed her by her broad hips, his fingers sinking onto her bubble-butt lovingly as he positioned himself while still kissing, doing his best and often prodding her entrance with the head of his oozing penis to make sure he wouldn’t miss his ‘target’.
No longer than a second afterwards, Edward sank inside, and this made the kiss end abruptly on a ‘wet note’ as the squeaking noise of the cock going in and splitting apart whichever bit of purity Gina had left caused the female to arch her back and let out a deafening scream, followed by a croak. “-hic.” Gina tried dissimulating, panting as she felt blood ooze out of her pussy, overflowing past Edward’s cock as he held her to him tightly.
“Gina! I am sorry!” he shouted as he realized, “I didn’t mean to hurt you!” Edward relentlessly apologized, but apparently, Gina was more than eager for him to continue as she pulled him back into the kiss. It seemed as if that stinging pain had suddenly been replaced by the most heavenly feeling for both of them at the same time. And with their respective virginities being things of the past, both teens began having the time of their lives. The frog morph humped and bucked her hips feverishly as Edward did his best to keep up with her sex drive; the kiss would momentarily break up so the childish Edward would go back to his objects of joy to lick Gina’s green tits and suck on her nipples as she enjoyed the moment with lustful moans, before she would make him resume the kiss. Each time they would repeat this; their sex would heat up more and more, until heaven was only a few humps away. Gina and Edward came at the same time, his seed being washed over by torrential amounts of female juices as they moaned out in unison, effectively breaking their kiss for the last time as he collapsed on top of her, his face conveniently sinking onto her cleavage as he held him by his waist, making sure he wouldn’t choke himself in his moments.
Gina panted; somehow, she wasn’t tired as he was after this wild and hot experience, which could have been a side-effect of her new body. She could still feel him inside of her, and she still couldn’t believe she had just managed to arouse one guy to nearly fuck her senseless, an ex-virgin boy at that. A small smile crept along her lips as she cuddled the boy and slowly drifted off, thinking of how marvelous this form was, though an annoying buzz nearby kept her awake. Tongue lashing outwards, the bothersome fly was caught and ingested by the frog girl, who burped slightly, “Tee-hee.” She giggled, covering her maw. Yeah, she would love being a Frog Princess…
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Warning: This contains Breast Expansion, Transformation and Vore (Sorta). Read at your own discretion!
Princess Gone Wild... - By DragonMasterX
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Dawn unfolded a new clear day to the kingdom of Troa, birds chirped and fluttered their wings as the morning dew adorned the tall trees that consumed the surroundings of Troa’s castle. Peaceful as it was, the kingdom enjoyed a fair government under the rule of King Julian Finn the fifth. A small, modest town accompanied this man’s castle that contrary to its looks, always was bustling with the common public’s activities and events. Nothing would ever seem to go the wrong way in Troa or its castle. Never except when…
“Crêpe a la Flamé! Not pancake, you vexatious dufus!” A feminine cry echoed across the dinning hall as the King’s daughter demanded breakfast.
The servant at the nearly empty table, since it only consisted of the princess sitting at such an early hour, bowed in due respect and looked apologetic “My most sincere,”
“Quiet!” A soft, silky hand raised up, “Tell the head chef I would like pudding. And if he doesn’t decorate it like I told him a few days ago, then tell him I’ll have him hanged!” And with that, the servant almost ran away from the obese female in her princess gown, heading quickly into the kitchen to express her discontent with the food.
Gina Finn was that. A princess who enjoyed her life as royalty, bossing around and devouring as many morsels she could muster, opposite to her mother, who would very closely resemble the epitome of beauty and modesty. Being 19 years old, and knowing her mother Reena would always be showered with praise at around the same age, Gina sometimes wondered why she still had not had a single, handsome prince at her side, feeding her cake and milk whenever her stomach would hunger. Surely her factions resembled her mother’s, if not for her plump face, football-build, and the fact she was short in height. Her favorite dress even, -which she had torn through some days before- had not been able to survive her massive, cumulative weight over the years. What did she lack? She would ponder everyday, even today, while she rubbed her aching tummy and stared off into the humongous ceiling of the dinning chamber.
“Your Highness, the chef has finished your dessert.” The waiter from before came, holding domed round tray, and upon removing said dome, Gina was rewarded with the sight of what seemed to be chocolate pudding with a supple amount of whip-cream and decorations of various candies she had obviously requested.
Gina’s eyes widened as the plate was served in front of her, although a frown appeared over her face as she realized the flavor of the treat. “Chocolate? Please! I’m on a diet, James!” she yelled to the waiter, who ducked his face in shame, “You perfectly know, and I think I’ve taken the liberty to inform you more than once, that vanilla is the only thing I will eat my desserts as!” she snarled. The waiter proceeded to lift the tray and, after another apology, said he would bring another pudding, before Gina stopped him, “Never you mind.” She sighed in discontent, “I would rather gouge my eyes out than see another horrible mistake come out from that wretched kitchen” she snarled. James turned around with the plate, covering it again, before he left the dining hall. “I am surrounded by incompetents…” Gina muttered, turning around the spoon she had been holding, fiddling with it on her hands. Beside her perfect skin, why was she not like her mother? Even her hair was so different… Instead of golden long, she was stuck with brunette, short; but at least she loved how nice her skin conserved, and that is why she had opted to follow a ‘strict’ diet of her own. Gina looked at the back of her hand with a smile, although a weird sound alerted her. She related it to a deep, squeaking noise of some sort, and before she could react, it was on her hand.
“Ribbit!” a small, spotted green frog landed on Gina’s hand whilst she looked over to the direction it was coming, and when feeling the viscosity on her soft skin, immediately looked back at the amphibian’s obscure eyes. It seemed as if human and animal were exchanging gazes; truly a moment to contemplate, except for a very small detail.
“EEEEEK! I HATE FROGS!” Gina screamed helplessly, shaking her arms wildly to get rid of the little one, who jumped away from the table and onto the edge of a row of carefully planted lilies, which adorned the corner of the hall. “Oh, you! Stay out of there!” Gina scowled, mustering up her courage and grabbed a fork, apparently with the intentions of killing it, or poking it threatingly, for the sake of driving the monstrosity away, whichever came off as least gross. The frog however, seemed to be enjoying its place, and shot its long tongue out to catch a fly that hovered just in front of Gina, who had gotten next to the pot of lilies. “JAMES!” Gina screamed, falling onto her fat bottom as she saw the frog eat the fly, her will broken already.
After the ‘ordeal’, and having James take care of disposing of the little frog, Gina returned to her room, but not before angrily scolding the gardeners, who she ordered to kill any sort of slimy animal that approached the premises.
Later that day, Gina was sprawled on her bed, sighing and patting her big tummy with one hand, having enjoyed a feast of dinner at its fullest. It had almost completely erased the bad experience from earlier. She had called off a few more servants, since they hadn’t followed her spontaneous orders to prepare the food to help her figure, but it was a regular schedule of hers to do so anyway. With a small smile, the fat girl closed her eyes, before she heard a familiar weird sound, and this time with no intention of being caught off-guard, she sat up and looked around. “Wh-where?!” she said to herself, frantically looking left and right, a sparkle in front of her eyes drawing her attention. “Huh? A firefly?” she tried swatting at it, but more sparkles kept coming down, “Annoying bugs…” she snorted.
“I can assure you, my little girl, I am no insect.” A voice startled Gina, who looked up to gawk at the source of the sound. Hovering above the princess was a maiden clad in a light-blue dress, two pretty wings coming out of her back and fluttering as the pointy-eared female waved a hand, which did not hold a wand. “But I could turn you into something even more hideous than one if I wanted.” She giggled.
“Oh!” Gina opened her eyes as wide as she probably could; sitting up on her knees on her enormous bed as she nearly let her tongue loll out in awe, “Gods! You must be… one of the fabled fairies! Have you come here… to realize my dream of meeting my prince charming?!” she said, and opened her arms in a welcoming gesture.
“No way, piggy.” The fairy suddenly snarled, a hand on her slim waist as she looked down onto the now disappointed Gina. “I’m not your genie lamp, or any sort of house-maid.” She said as her hands made ‘blah’ gestures.
“Uhm, excuse me?” Innocently speaking, Gina blinked her eyes with lack of credibility, “Are you not my fairy godmother?” But at this, the fairy laughed.
“Hah hah! Oh please, girl. I’m not anything of you, but you could say we’re related,”
“So you’ll grant my wishes?!” Gina interrupted, getting hopeful again.
“No!” The fairy scolded, “I, Elfaria, am related to you in the manner that you’re my target. Somebody doesn’t like you, tee-hee!” she giggled. Gina’s heart skipped a beat.
“What…?” Gina softly whimpered, unable to believe what she was hearing. “I’m… your target? What are you going to do to me then?”
“Hee hee!” giggled Elfaria, smacking her wand onto the palm of her hand a bit, “Oh, nothing in special. I’m just supposed to make you regret all you’ve done and said to the people around here that made them feel bad. So, I’ll just turn you into something you don’t like as punishment.” She explained fluently as if it was an everyday thing, which probably was.
“B-but! I wanted to be pretty like mom!” Gina objected.
The fairy waved her hand aimlessly, making ‘blah blah’ gestures again “Bah, you’re not even royalty, are you? Why do you think anything nice would happen to a fat pig like you? Hee, don’t worry though, when I finish the job, you’ll probably look a looooot prettier!” she said with a cocky grin, starting to conjure a spell as she waved her wand playfully.
Absorbed into the threats and mean names she was being called, Gina desperately bowed, “P-Please! No!” she whined, “I know I’m sometimes hard to please and that I’ve said mean things, but I’ve never really meant any of them! I never had any people executed or removed!” she confessed, shaking in fear. Apparently it was all true, as the fairy hesitated for a moment.
“Hmph. Regardless, a job is a job, sweetie.” Elfaria said, smiling as she finished the incantation, “No hard feelings, froggy!” she giggled, and then followed a scream of despair by Gina, who had been engulfed by a bright flash.
In Gina’s place, there suddenly was no more of a fat human girl, but rather, a slim human girl with long blonde hair and very long legs, whose perfect body appeared to be overwhelmed by the gigantic gown she was using. The new Gina opened one of her closed eyes, still shaking, “Wh-what…? What happened…?” she said, gasping a bit.
“What?!” Elfaria grunted, seeing the clueless, slimmer and prettier Gina on the bed, “You should be an ugly,” and before she could finish the sentence, the beautiful blonde’s open mouth suddenly rolled out a long, thin, slick tongue, “…Frog.”
“Whath?” Gina said, then looked down to see her inhuman tongue hang low and past her chest, and nearly collapsed from the sight, “EEEK! Whath ish this?!” she said, trying to pick her tongue up with her hands, before she saw something curious on them: The number of fingers on each hand had decreased from five to three, and each of her them had a small, spherical pad at the tip. “Whath’sh haph’ning to me?!” Gina whined and screamed again, feeling pain around her cervix as she crouched and slumped on the bed, putting her three-fingered hands on her thighs as she tried to figure out the source of the pain. She felt around, and found that her thighs were not as fat and big as they were before, which impressed her, but what stunned her was what was around: Her once flabby romp felt tight and firm, her large butt cheeks appeared to squeeze together into a heart-shape one would be able to appreciate if they would watch inside the gown. Gina felt her legs adjusting for something, which she wasn’t able to discern as, but soon was graced with relief as the pain stopped for a moment. She felt her legs trash about despite she had never given them the order to, but once they had ‘decided’ to calm down, she felt more flexible than ever in her obese life!
“What happened?!” Elfaria in the meantime cursed low, unable to believe what was happening in front of her “You’re transforming! But you shouldn’t be pretty! What the…?! Wait! Y-you… Don’t tell me you’re a princess?! GAH!” she held by her head in desperation, “I THOUGHT you were some sort of maid in charge of the personnel in this castle!” she said, and looked around the spacious room, and then went back to all the babbling Gina had done about wanting wishes granted. Oops.
Gina grunted a bit, being able to stuff her tongue back up and inside her mouth, looking up at the fairy as her speaking muscle relocated itself, “Wh-what have you done to me?” she asked, tears streaming down in mixed pain and pleasure of her body’s development, “I feel, ohhh…” she suddenly let out a moan, feeling heavier as she slumped down again, her chest pressed against the bed as her long-legged, wide-hipped, slim-waisted body slowly raised and arc inwards as something pushed her up. “Wh… Ah… my… my breasts!” she called out, reaching around her chest to feel her mounds pressing against each other, rubbing and making small stretching noises as her skin elongated and quickly adapted to the new sizes she was being granted with. The gown stretched almost inhumanely as her once nearly inexistent breasts had suddenly inflated to two promiscuous, gigantic EE-cups. No bra in hers or her mother’s wardrobe would be able to contain them! She was thrilled by this, despite the changes to her hands’ physique, nothing seemed too off! That is, without mentioning the fact her skin didn’t feel silky anymore, rather, it seemed kind of sticky. Gina calmly rolled one of the gown’s sleeves up and touched her forearm to feel the aforementioned change, finding what seemed to be some sort of film all over. Removing her hand from the spot, she found a large stain of lively green on it, which she tried to scrub off with her other forearm fruitlessly. Before she realized it, the stain had begun to spread all over her body, painting her once pink skin to the same vivid green all over her body.
“Well, you definitely are a frog…” Elfaria told herself, trying to sound convincing, as she flew around the amphibian princess curiously, “But this won’t do…” she thought, sighing in disappointment.
Gina by her account tried checking the changes out with her body-sized mirror, hurrying over before she gasped, astonished for the fifth time on that day. Leaving out the changes to her limbs, measurements, height and weight, and her hair, she could see her face was not that of a human anymore: Extended, puffy cheeks and fuller yet still reddish lips; when had that happened, she never knew. But upon feeling her face with her paws she gasped, and even after all the moments that had went by, just now she realized this all was not a dream. “AHH! I’m a frog!” she shouted loudly, partly wondering why her cries had not alerted anybody yet, maybe the guards had slacked off again. “Why?! No! I don’t want to be a frog I, I look…” she turned around, posing slightly, “Sexy, and kind of pretty,” she put her right paw to her broad hips, striking a provocative pose, “Hmm… is this my punishment?” she curiously asked the fairy, blinking.
“Of course not! Somehow, the wish of the person who asked for my services and YOUR wish intertwined the spell’s effect!” She growled.
Gina put her paws together hopefully “Is it because I’ve never actually done anything I’ve threatened to and I’m a princess?!” she said, smiling broadly as she wiggled her bottom a bit, still looking back at her sexy reflection.
“It might be, but that’s not how it works! I don’t care about that code of,” Elfaria sighed, bracketing with her fingers, “‘Being able to bloom’ our kind developed. Grr. You are going to be a FAT, UGLY,” she growled, and aimed at Gina with her wand, who cowered, feeling helpless before her mind raced to earlier in the morning. Elfaria grinned and prepared to swing, before she felt something at her belly. The tiny fairy looked down and saw Gina’s tongue stuck on her, “…Frog?” she meeped, her wand falling off as Gina pulled back, swallowing the miniature female who screeched as she disappeared into Gina’s mouth.
“Not today,” the princess giggled after gulping. “That was so awkward…” she sighed to herself, checking her body out in the mirror. Frogs still scared her, but she was a pretty one… Not to mention the sexy curves of a mature woman were evident all over her. “Tee-hee, oh well, this must still work…” she bent over, picking up the little wand in-between two of her fingers, “I’ll get back to normal!” she said, figuring all she had to do was to wish so, and attempted… but it didn’t work. “Aww, figures… A wish can’t undo a wish…” she sighed in depression, before she glanced around, “Hmm, can it work for…?” and before she said anything more, her purple gown suddenly shrank, becoming the perfect, and tight size for her new body. The cleavage her boobs sported was awe-striking, and how her long legs discretely showed under the dress would set any man off at any time. “Oooh. Elfaria left a nice gift for me…” she chuckled, then put a finger to her chin, “I don’t want to be visited by another one of them though…” and with new resolve, she declared, “I’ll be good from now on…!” then eyed the wand and grinned a bit, “Starting tomorrow.” She finished.
The next morning, and as she had ordered the previous afternoon, breakfast was delivered to Gina by one of the young butlers to her room. The door was knocked on, and Gina’s voice came from inside, “Come on in.” and as prompted to, Edward came in. This red-haired youth had recently been recruited, and had had his shares of ‘misunderstandings’ with Gina, but it wasn’t anything she would not forgive at this moment, she kept telling herself.
“Set the tray on my table, Edward.” Gina commanded from the covers of her bed as she silently giggled.
“Very well, but Your Highness, if you allow me to ask, are you feeling unwell?” The youth asked, and Gina replied with a cheerful giggle.
“Nothing some company cannot cure, dear.” The princess smiled under the covers, and by pressing one of her fingers to the covers, she managed to beckon without having to stick her hand out, “Why don’t you come and make yourself comfortable?” she offered, much to the boy’s dismay, who cursed for offering his care to an ugly brat who had almost gotten him fired in more than one occasion.
Orders were orders, though. “Certainly,” Edward said, approaching Gina’s bed, “Is there anything I could do to help, Your Highness?”
“Yes,” Gina tried her best not to laugh off the amusement, and made a patting sound besides her, “Sit down besides me, please.”
Edward gulped, this was starting to sound and feel odd, very weird, and totally out of place. Mustering up his man pride, he sternly walked over to the princess’ bed and sat on the edge next to her, “I-Is this alright, Your Highness?”
“Oh, please. You may use my first name while we’re on my quarters.” The girl mischievously said, creating a tense atmosphere for the young blue-eyed boy, who had no choice but to comply.
“V-Very well… Is there anything else you need, Your H- Gina?” Edward corrected himself, and looked onto the covered-up girl. He felt something grab his arm, and looking down saw one of Gina’s arms had come out, her hand wrapped in her purple gown’s sleeve, before she playfully dragged Edward’s arm over her side, to let him feel her hips. “G-Gina!” he blabbered, and scared as the virgin he was, he shook and shivered, not expecting the first girl body he would feel would be that of an ugly, firm- Wait, firm? Yes, where he was touching was very firm, maybe a little squishy, but it was some sort of natural softness he could not describe, the firmness was confirmed though.
“Yes?” Gina teasingly said, letting go of his arm, “Did you not like?” she softly murmured, and Edward hurried to respond.
“I did! Truly, Gina!” The boy gasped, starting to feel thrilled at her game, and before he could say more, her paw grabbed his arm in the same fashion as before, pulling it back at her body, yet this time slightly higher than before, past her waist and onto her massive bosom. “…!” The boy immediately swallowed the driest gulp of his life. The female’s body’s image could not come to mind, but those hips he had felt were too perfect! He just had to hope… Rather, he had to squeeze, because that’s what he did as soon as the palm of his hand came into contact with Gina’s rightmost mound. She emitted a pleased moan, and Edward retracted his hand on his own, startled.
“Oh, please, Edward… Do that again, I loved it.” Gina begged, and blushed after realizing what she was asking for. She only wanted to play around with this body she had, but the more relishing and satisfying possibilities of this game aroused her, and urged her to go ahead.
A hormone-overridden boy he was, Edward wasted no time in nearly pouncing Gina with his hands that located the immense mounds at the girl’s chest, before he began playing with them, his day-dream each time he would see a girl with pronounced proportions. Edward panted; the fun was making him hard and aroused, and tented at his pants’ crotch area. He groaned a bit in pain, Gina caught notice of this even while she was lost in her own world of bliss as she experienced the worshipping of her own body for the first time ever since her birth.
“Edward, you’re doing such a fine job… But I know you must also be in need of some… release, as well,” Gina giggled, exciting Edward even more, before she was able to say it, despite her own doubts, that were obviously overshadowed by her lust: “Would you like to see me?” she asked seductively.
Edward gasped. A proposal! By her Royal Bustiness no less! With his tongue nearly flailing out of his mouth, he nodded eagerly and cheerfully accepted with a “Yes!”
“Very well. Just remember, you might become slightly startled; my body has… undergone some changes…” She blushed while saying, not wanting to reveal the true story, but she would make something up later. Edward didn’t seem to be thinking clearly after playing with her melons, thus didn’t say much but emit some needy groans, and then as her covers flew away, Gina posed for him, lying on her side. The cut on her dress revealed part of her wide hips and thighs, while the top part was so tight, it squeezed her breasts together into the deepest cleavage known to man so far. Her face had a very sensual smirk planted across, and she held a very lively rose in one of her hands. “Hell-o.” She sweetly greeted, holding up the rose in front of her red lips, biting off one of the petals softly while winking; she had seen her mother do this once while incidentally walking up on a most regrettable scene that followed in her parents’ chambers, but right now she was glad she had, as this strategy was working.
Edward was speechless; his eyes couldn’t stop to bounce: Legs, green, hips, green, BOOBS! Lust winning over Logic, Edward practically tore his clothes off in his desperation, his cock flaring up a powerful erection before he tackled Gina onto her bed. “You’re so beautiful! So perfect! I’m famished for your body, my dear Gina!” he confessed, as if his squeezing hands and hyperactive hips rubbing onto her body weren’t enough proof already. The speechless one was Gina now, as she simply let him take command, but not before she objected to a small detail.
“Sweetie, why don’t you let me take my dress off first?” Gina said, and with the teenager’s half-minded consent, she proceeded to strip the long dress off. Obviously under the garment, she was only in her birthday suit, and both of them took a moment to admire the perfect hourglass shape Gina had been granted with. Seemingly both forgot the fact of her amphibian factions, and focused on these blessings. Edward climbed on top of the frog lady, and as his seven-incher pressed on her belly he continued enjoying her massive mounds, squeezing and kneading them as if they were some precious play toy. Gina’s body received more than fulfilling pleasure; the sheer size of her mammaries only augmented the amount of pleasure received by ten fold of any other smaller size as Edward squeezed and leaned in to suck at her soft, pink nipples like a needy newborn.
Eager to please his princess, the boy quickly adjusted his strategy to a fantasy of his own, starting to suck onto her left breast as his left hand grabbed and played with the other, while his right hand went down onto her crotch, which he started to feel around, finding her love-tunnel’s entrance easily, since despite the natural slickness of her skin, her cunt was leaking like a faucet.
“Y-you’re eager I see!” The frog princess giggled playfully, grabbing Edward’s face with her hands, pulling him up while staring deep into his eyes with her jet-black ones, “Your Princess would love a kiss, Edward.” She smiled, and the boy closed his eyes as he leaned forwards slowly. After making a note of how easy it was for her to manipulate young men, she went ahead and kissed him full on his lips, and immediately attempted the ever fabled ‘French-kiss’ she had always heard about; and with her amphibian tongue helping her, it wasn’t very hard to simply introduce it to Edward’s mouth, careful not to choke him with so much slick muscle as he wrapped it along his’, starting to wildly and passionately make out as he excitedly caressed her body and rubbed his against her. “Mmmnhh! Oh Edward!” she moaned out.
“P-Princess Gina!” Edward groaned, unable to take the suspense on his throbbing member anymore, before his hands grabbed her by her broad hips, his fingers sinking onto her bubble-butt lovingly as he positioned himself while still kissing, doing his best and often prodding her entrance with the head of his oozing penis to make sure he wouldn’t miss his ‘target’.
No longer than a second afterwards, Edward sank inside, and this made the kiss end abruptly on a ‘wet note’ as the squeaking noise of the cock going in and splitting apart whichever bit of purity Gina had left caused the female to arch her back and let out a deafening scream, followed by a croak. “-hic.” Gina tried dissimulating, panting as she felt blood ooze out of her pussy, overflowing past Edward’s cock as he held her to him tightly.
“Gina! I am sorry!” he shouted as he realized, “I didn’t mean to hurt you!” Edward relentlessly apologized, but apparently, Gina was more than eager for him to continue as she pulled him back into the kiss. It seemed as if that stinging pain had suddenly been replaced by the most heavenly feeling for both of them at the same time. And with their respective virginities being things of the past, both teens began having the time of their lives. The frog morph humped and bucked her hips feverishly as Edward did his best to keep up with her sex drive; the kiss would momentarily break up so the childish Edward would go back to his objects of joy to lick Gina’s green tits and suck on her nipples as she enjoyed the moment with lustful moans, before she would make him resume the kiss. Each time they would repeat this; their sex would heat up more and more, until heaven was only a few humps away. Gina and Edward came at the same time, his seed being washed over by torrential amounts of female juices as they moaned out in unison, effectively breaking their kiss for the last time as he collapsed on top of her, his face conveniently sinking onto her cleavage as he held him by his waist, making sure he wouldn’t choke himself in his moments.
Gina panted; somehow, she wasn’t tired as he was after this wild and hot experience, which could have been a side-effect of her new body. She could still feel him inside of her, and she still couldn’t believe she had just managed to arouse one guy to nearly fuck her senseless, an ex-virgin boy at that. A small smile crept along her lips as she cuddled the boy and slowly drifted off, thinking of how marvelous this form was, though an annoying buzz nearby kept her awake. Tongue lashing outwards, the bothersome fly was caught and ingested by the frog girl, who burped slightly, “Tee-hee.” She giggled, covering her maw. Yeah, she would love being a Frog Princess…
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