Chapter 1: Yana, the Pampered Princess of Berla

Commissioned by Power-of-Nate back in June.  He sent me the following blurb and gave me clearance to post, so here it is!  

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"One is escaping," Princess Yana said playfully as a chocolate truffle began rolling off her belly.
   
"We would not want that," Helene replied.  In one fluid motion, Helene snatched the rogue truffle as she placed another chocolate on Yana's tongue.  Yana chewed satisfactorily and stuck her eager tongue out for more.  Helene happily fed Yana until the dessert was done.  

"You are the best apprentice," Yana said.  The young Princess leaned back, her elbows sinking into her unimaginably massive buttocks.  Each fatty cheek was bigger than Helene.  It was inconceivable that Yana was thinner than Helene just weeks ago.  

Yana was from a family of legendary shapeshifters.  While her kin shapeshifted to awe or intimidate, Yana rarely used her powers - she preferred studying spells.  Yana's family disapproved of her habits, saying she spoiled her exclusive gifts for books.  "Pampered Princess" they called her, claiming she sat idly in her private castle while her family bore the kingdom's burdens.  

Her family conveniently forgot when Yana's spells helped Berla.  Last year, Yana's magic saved the kingdom from its worst famine.  One was an enchantment that transformed meager portions into feasts, allowing one to sustain weight from morsels of food.  She also devised a spell that stimulated soil growth and saved thousands of lives.  

Now that Berla's fields yielded a record harvest, the Princess's nickname returned.  Frustrated from her unappreciated efforts, Yana locked herself up to study spells and teach Berla's most promising mage her family's shapeshifting secrets.    

"How are you feeling my lady?" Helene asked.
 
"HUGE," Yana said.  She felt the sides of her impossibly immense belly, large enough for Helene to comfortably rest on.  "This saturation spell has kept me constantly hungry.  It will be perfect for those too ill to eat."  

Helene grabbed a fold of flab.  "Declaring your spell a success?"

"Hmm," the Princess mused with a smirk.  "I have gained thousands of kilograms, but I can handle much more.  Let us see how far we can push our bodies."

"Let us hope your spell doesn't grow out of control," Helene said.  She removed a parchment from her belt and unrolled it.  "And your family sent another letter.  They do not accept 'Immobility' as an excusable absence from Castle Berla."

"They can levitate my body to Castle Berla if they desire an attendance," Yana said.  "Until I receive some personal form of appreciation, I will be the embodiment of their Pampered Princess."

"I appreciate your efforts for Berla," Helene said.  She grabbed handfuls of Yana's fat and shook, jiggling the Princess's belly beneath her.  "But do you believe this is a bit extreme?  Sharing your shapeshifting abilities to undermine your family's reputation, and growing so big you cannot leave your castle to see them?"

"Perhaps," Yana admitted, "but you are the first to successfully learn our secret.  That is worth staying here, however long it takes."  

Helene felt her ever-growing body.  She had gained over fifty kilograms since Yana started teaching her.  "Fortunately, I have always been a fast learner."

"I can see," Yana said, eyeing Helene's fattening figure.  "You have some catching up before you are as big as me."

"Shall we continue our studies then?" Helene asked.

Yana rubbed the sides of her titanic rump.  "We shall.  But first, some lunch."