"Good,
good, you're making more progress than I thought!" Effie
chuckled with pride, both of her hands wrapped around one of
Forrest's plump, jiggling thighs. Her fingers sunk into the soft
flesh, massaging the underlying muscle beneath the thick, fatty
layers of meals past. The boy's legs really didn't get any
thinner... On the contrary, they were more full and shapely than
ever, thanks to the built up mass underneath his pudge! "Only a
few weeks in and you're already trimmin

Robin
let out a tired sigh as she sat down in the common area of the
Shepards’ barracks… but not before checking her chair and the
area around it for traps. It certainly wasn’t like the tactician
to be so suspicious in her own base, but the last week had given her
reason to fear her own ignorance. It all started days ago, when a
certain mischievous Ylissean princess, her sister-in-law, slipped a
frog into Robin’s bra. Without her even noticing before it touched
her skin! No matter ho

Forrest
hummed to himself, enjoying a warm, peaceful, breezy day alone in the
wilderness. The wind blew around the elegant, pink skirt he wore,
giving small glimpses of the boy’s amazing, bouncy ass to all the
nonexistent eyes behind him. Only the insects below would know the
imposing visage of those two soft, pale moons, casting an incredible
shadow with their sheer size. All that volume and jiggle hanging off
his hips always put Forrest in a good mood whenever he went out on a
walk, the mo

Another
cold, morning dawned over the quiet walls of Fort Corrin. Even the
foreign realm of the Astral Plane seemed to follow the conventions of
the normal world, even that of the seasonal weather changes. Winter
was encroaching even on this strange, invisible world. Yet, even
with the growing cold making beds more enticing throughout the
castle, Dwyer rose from his sheets at the crack of day, just as he
did every morning.
The gray
haired butler sighed as he stretched out, combing his hair i

Two
weeks had passed since Forrest’s last incident. Since he had
devoured probably the most high-profile meal he could have imagined.
Corrin, the benevolent princess who was leading the war effort
against Hoshido, as well as his own commander and friend, was little
more than part of the weighty bubble butt the girlish boy toted on
his hips (though said butt had reduced in size a bit after his
ability to sate himself on normal food had been restored). And yet,
despite the implications of wha

“Lady
Priscilla… Are you married?” Lucius asked, eyes locked on one of
Priscilla’s dainty hands. Ever since he had noticed the small,
silver ring on her gloved finger, the question had been nagging at
the blonde, effeminate man’s mind. No one else had mentioned
anything about it, not even his lord and Priscilla’s brother,
Raymond had said a word about his sister having a husband… It made
Lucius curious, to say the least. A slight blush came to the
redheaded healer’s face, her

Forrest
was starting to regret his decisions. The disappearance of a single
member of the Nohrian royal family could be explained easily enough;
they were at war with Hoshido. Tragic as it may be, being
assassinated or kidnapped by a force of swift, deadly ninjas was a
fate all too common to the Nohrian forces. However, two princesses
suddenly vanishing over the course of a week was much harder to pass
off as the work of enemy guerilla tactics. The entire fort was in a
state of perpetual ala

Groooaaaaan…
The loud grumble of Ilyana’s hungry stomach could have been easily
mistaken for some wild animal as she slipped through the night. It
had only been a few hours since dinnertime with her new employers,
the Greil Mercenaries, and yet her body was crying out for more, in
spite of the heartier portion provided. Working for Greil’s force
was certainly a step up from what she was provided with by her Daein
taskmasters, but the poor, starving mage still felt faint from
hunger. At

Forrest stepped back
from his creation with a sigh. Just a few days ago, his aunt, Lady
Corrin, had unlocked his power with a Master Seal, and he was feeling
more energetic and inspired than ever before in his life. So much
so, in fact, that the effeminate boy had spent the days since then
locked away in his room, toiling over a new, perfect set of clothes
in honor of his newfound abilities. And after several days,
innumerable designs on the scattered sheets of paper littering the
room, and s

Peace had been mostly restored to
the Haildom of Ylisse. After of the defeat of Validar, Aversa, and
most importantly, Grima had all been soundly defeated, and outside of
the normal brigands the Shepards regularly dealt with, there were no
outstanding enemies left, letting Chrom and his hardy band of
soldiers finally relax. Robin didn't stay gone for long either.
Chrom and Lissa found him once more unconscious at the border of
Ylisse, and he was quickly able to return to his friends. It seem