chapter 5 - garlova

The sound of falling water crashing into an open pool echoed in my ears and soft beams of evening sunlight cascaded down upon my body as the world slowly came back to me. As the gears in my head churned to life once more, thoughts were slow to form as I became keenly aware of how unusually sluggish my mind felt. Rubbing the sand from my eyes, a tepid yawn escaped through my lips as my body felt lethargic and bloated.

It wasn’t until I heard someone’s loud footsteps approaching from another part of the room that I finally found the strength to pull myself up, and I found myself staring at the handsome young king at the foot of the bed.

“Good afternoon Kelsey, I hope you slept well.” Adigon’s deep and comforting voice sent a shiver down my spine.

Working my eyes open, I found myself resting in a massive and luxurious bed fit for a king. The linens were as soft as anything I had ever felt before, and the bed-frame looked to be crafted out of rich wood, ivory, and engraved in gold carvings. Looking around the room, The space had to have been at least 2,000 square feet, and was well decorated with fancy artwork, trophies, and monuments.

“Wh- where am I?” My voice was rough and hinted at a deep confusion as I suddenly became aware of how dry my mouth was. “What happened?”

Adigon smirked as he approached, taking a seat further down the mattress.

“This is my royal bed chamber. Shalpa told me that you had quite a meal and soon fell asleep afterwards. I had her take you here so you could get a long and peaceful rest.”

I searched my memories and found only hazy patches of what had happened.how could I struggle to remember something that just happened?

“How long was i out?”

“You were asleep for quite some time,” he said with a chuckle. “A royal meal like that was probably much more than you’re used to; your body needed to rest.”

Pulling the covers from my body, my eyes shot open as I found myself completely naked underneath the white bedsheets. In a moment of panic, I threw the covers back overtop my pale flesh and felt my cheeks flush red once again.

“Where are my clothes!?”

Adigon stood up from the bed, his large member swinging back and forth before resting between his muscular legs. “Shalpa reported than you had made a mess of your outfit and had them discarded. We do not wear clothing here, so if you wish to truly understand our culture, it is only fitting that you walk among us without hiding who you are.”

I was stunned. How the hell am I supposed to walk around naked in front of hundreds of people, in front of… him. And what would I wear for my return trip home? Thoughts were racing through my head all at once, and I felt myself growing dizzy.

“I’m so… thirsty. I think I’m dehydrated. Do you have anything to drink?”

With a quick command to Shalpa, the overweight servant came waddling into the room with a tall crystal glass, the purple contents inside causing my taste buds to light up at the sheer thought of the wonderful flavor. Placing the glass in my hand, the royal servant waddled back out of the room, and I was once again completely alone with the king, completely naked, under the covers of his own bed. Raising the glass to my lips, the heavenly aroma urged me on, begging me to consume every last drop.

And so I did.

Chugging the sweet liquid down my throat, my body quickly came alive as numerous tingling sensations coursed through me. When the glass was soon empty, I felt a sudden pang of sadness that I had none left to indulge in.

“My god that is so good. I’ve never had anything like it.”

Adigon walked next to me and took the glass from my hand, his shaft coming within two feet of my face. I found myself staring at his cock, fascinated by its size. Even when flaccid, he was nearly twelve inches long and as thick as a soda can, with thick veins running along the length. I felt myself growing increasingly warm as thoughts of him flooded my mind, thoughts of what he could do to me with his member, what I’d let him do to me.

“Garlova is made from a special fruit found only within our most sacred gardens, hidden from the rest of the world. It is said that our people were once wanderers, but found this mysterious fruit and settled here to always be near. It is also said that it’s properties forever changed those first settlers, though this was many years ago and our record keeping of the early days are spotty at best. Regardless of what is and isn’t true, it is delicious and no surprise that you have taken to it.”

My mind was still fixated on the appendage dangling in front of me, but I was pulled back to reality by a sudden and urgent need to pee, and before I could even ask, Adigon read my expression and stepped to the side.

“It’s the second doorway to the left,” he said with a sly grin.

Tossing the bed sheets to the side, I awkwardly walked myself to the bathroom and could feel his eyes surveying my backside the entire way.

When I shut the door behind me, I was pleasantly surprised to find the bathroom had what looked like a working sink, toilet, and bathtub, albeit more primitive versions. Finishing up as quickly as possibly, I looked into the mirror and audibly gasped.

“Oh my god.”

Growing up in Los Angeles, I had been raised to always be incredibly conscious of my figure. That’s why, despite life’s ups and downs, I had never once weighed more than 125 pounds on any scale, ever. The mere thought of being able to pinch even a single inch of flesh from my body was revolting, and I took pride in my flat stomach, thin arms and legs, angelic face, and petite behind. Yet as I stared at myself in the mirror, something felt off. It wasn’t a massive difference, but something about the image in front of me was unnerving.

First were my youthful C cup breasts, which seemed larger and less perky than normal, sagging slightly toward the earth. The lean muscles in my toothpick arms were gone, the gaps filled in by a small layer of pudge that had coated the entire surface of my 5’5” frame. In fact, nearly every aspect of my body now appeared to be slightly chubby, including my poor face, which for the first time in my life had a slight puffiness to it.

I stood in stunned silence, trying my best to stay calm.

“It’s ok Kelsey. Maybe it’s just the mirror? Certainly it is, there’s no way I gained that much weight in a day.”

Taking a deep breath, I convinced myself I was seeing thing and walked out the restroom door and over to Adigon who I found standing in a balcony overlooking the city. Taking my place beside him, we stared out over the beautiful cityscape as the sun began to disappear behind the lush green jungles that surrounded this hidden paradise.

“This place is so beautiful,” I said while gazing out at the distant waterfall.

Adigon gave a solemn nod before taking in a deep breath.

“It was just over a year ago that my parents passed away and I became king at only 31 years of age. They were on a boat, sailing to a neighboring island on a diplomatic mission when a storm swept them under. I was torn apart inside, but the people of my country turned to me to lead them. I had no idea how to be king, I still truly know so little, but they depend on me, and so I must go forward alone.”

Standing beside him, I wasn’t entirely sure how to respond. I came here to relax and write one final half-asses article about some primitive Stone Age people that liked to fuck fat chicks, yet this man was confiding in me and treating me as if I had known him his entire life. Part of me wanted to just pack up and leave. After all, how hard could it be to just pump out a fake story about “backwards people doing backwards things.”

But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Adigon was so alluring and this place was far more mysterious that I could have imagined. There was a larger story here that I needed to uncover, and what kind of person would I be to turn down this royal treatment?

“I can’t imagine what kind of pressures you are under,” I said while placing my hand on his forearm, my pale skin in stark contrast to his golden brown tone. “Back home my only real worries are what I’m going to eat for my next meal and what should I wear to work. I imagine it can be a lot, especially with nobody else to share the burden with.”

Without warning, Adigon wrapped one of his long arms around me and pulled my body in close. I found myself nestled between his two muscular arms with his crotch pressed firmly against my backside. In no time I was feeling warm once again as his shaft stiffened against my cheeks, and suddenly the situation felt much more real.

“My elder council insists that I take up a bride, but doing such a thing is not easy as king. There are customs and rituals that must be adhered to, and even so, it is never an easy endeavor for an outsider to grow accustomed to the lifestyle. I wasn’t entirely certain what I should do when word of your interest was received. It was truly a blessing to hear that a beauty such as yourself would come to my kingdom.”

I stood both flustered by the physical arrangement and confused by the king’s cryptic words. How exactly did I fit into all of this? I’m supposed to be visiting to write some fluff piece, not becoming a third world country kings new love interest.

“Your excellency! Dinner is ready!”

Just as I turned my head away from the setting sun, I felt my body lift off the ground as Adigon picked me up with ease, cradling me in his arms and carrying me towards the dining hall.