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This before-after sequence depicts Saraj the barbarian hero, the protagonist of Westmetal newest fantasy weight gain story. This is the first of a series of collaborations between this master of fat writing and this humble artist, revolving around various fantasy characters' skyrocketing weight and the issues it may causes them.

Go check Saraj's full story on his page, her descent into obesity is a delight ^^
www.deviantart.com/westmetal/a…

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Here is a short teaser from Westmetal for the small fantasy universe we came up with for this collab. Feel free to speculate about what may come next in this thickening world of fattening heroes and decadent beauties !

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Where the endless Golden Plains meet the towering White Mountains and where the twisting Silver River pours into the stormy Black Sea, there you will find the great city of Weit-GanBerg.

A great metropolis of cliff sized walls and forested towers soaring into the clouds and tractless slums and sewers diving deep into the bottomless under world, Weit-Ganberg is renowned the world over. Be it for its colossal wealth or staggering poverty, its majestic cathedrals and learned universities, powerful wizards and seductive sorceresses, scandal ridden Kings and fair Ladies, chivalrous Knights and backstabbing gangs, if you want it, Weit-Ganberg is the place to find it. Or to find things that you don't want, as the under cities far tunnels are home to whole kingdoms of terrible dark elves. Sometimes rising to leadership of an empire, and other times sliding to besieged city-state, Weit-Ganberg always survives, going on as if by divine command...

But what really makes the metropolis stand out is the staggering beauty of its ladies. Be they coquettish, fainting prone debutantes with delicate cheek bones and ready blushes, seductively curvaceous matrons eager to be a young knight's proving ground, vain cult leaders eager to use the unnatural good looks their illicit gods' granted them or chiselled knightesses ready to show off the result of all that exercise, Weit-Ganberg positively overflows with fair ladies. Even exotic beauties such as Elven druidesses and near bare, barbarian berserkeresses are often found if you know where to look, the city somehow pulling them in.

Although keen observers would note that beauty in Weit-Ganberg tends to have short self lives. A debutante' best watch themselves before the sumptuous buffets at the ball circuit covers up their cheek bones and thickens their tiny waists, while stress eating through nine months of an unexpected pregnancy with bastard triplets easily turns a curvy thirty year old Duchess into a middle age lardass. Arrogantly proud cult leaders can find the favor of the darkest goddess soon turning into distaste when by diabolical command they eat themselves round. And many a female dragon slayer has soon found themselves skipping sword sessions too many and growing out of their armor. The exotic elves and barbarians often realize too late that the soft, weak women of the human city got that way by eating those same delicacies that they find so intoxicating.

Its a maxim in Weit-Ganberg that the higher the regard a proud beauty holds their figure, the sooner and larger that figure will begin to grow once inside the city walls.

These are the stories of several of those fair damsels from Weit-Ganberg's long history, who by fair means or foul discovered that staying thin in the city isn't very easy....

Description

This before-after sequence depicts Saraj the barbarian hero, the protagonist of Westmetal newest fantasy weight gain story. This is the first of a series of collaborations between this master of fat writing and this humble artist, revolving around various fantasy characters' skyrocketing weight and the issues it may causes them.

Go check Saraj's full story on his page, her descent into obesity is a delight ^^
www.deviantart.com/westmetal/a…

-

Here is a short teaser from Westmetal for the small fantasy universe we came up with for this collab. Feel free to speculate about what may come next in this thickening world of fattening heroes and decadent beauties !

***

Where the endless Golden Plains meet the towering White Mountains and where the twisting Silver River pours into the stormy Black Sea, there you will find the great city of Weit-GanBerg.

A great metropolis of cliff sized walls and forested towers soaring into the clouds and tractless slums and sewers diving deep into the bottomless under world, Weit-Ganberg is renowned the world over. Be it for its colossal wealth or staggering poverty, its majestic cathedrals and learned universities, powerful wizards and seductive sorceresses, scandal ridden Kings and fair Ladies, chivalrous Knights and backstabbing gangs, if you want it, Weit-Ganberg is the place to find it. Or to find things that you don't want, as the under cities far tunnels are home to whole kingdoms of terrible dark elves. Sometimes rising to leadership of an empire, and other times sliding to besieged city-state, Weit-Ganberg always survives, going on as if by divine command...

But what really makes the metropolis stand out is the staggering beauty of its ladies. Be they coquettish, fainting prone debutantes with delicate cheek bones and ready blushes, seductively curvaceous matrons eager to be a young knight's proving ground, vain cult leaders eager to use the unnatural good looks their illicit gods' granted them or chiselled knightesses ready to show off the result of all that exercise, Weit-Ganberg positively overflows with fair ladies. Even exotic beauties such as Elven druidesses and near bare, barbarian berserkeresses are often found if you know where to look, the city somehow pulling them in.

Although keen observers would note that beauty in Weit-Ganberg tends to have short self lives. A debutante' best watch themselves before the sumptuous buffets at the ball circuit covers up their cheek bones and thickens their tiny waists, while stress eating through nine months of an unexpected pregnancy with bastard triplets easily turns a curvy thirty year old Duchess into a middle age lardass. Arrogantly proud cult leaders can find the favor of the darkest goddess soon turning into distaste when by diabolical command they eat themselves round. And many a female dragon slayer has soon found themselves skipping sword sessions too many and growing out of their armor. The exotic elves and barbarians often realize too late that the soft, weak women of the human city got that way by eating those same delicacies that they find so intoxicating.

Its a maxim in Weit-Ganberg that the higher the regard a proud beauty holds their figure, the sooner and larger that figure will begin to grow once inside the city walls.

These are the stories of several of those fair damsels from Weit-Ganberg's long history, who by fair means or foul discovered that staying thin in the city isn't very easy....