Chapter 1 - Ahidwarm

This story takes place in the world of Rostm in the great sea. Above the waves lay the island of oileán pléisiúir originally named by nomadic Dwarmen. The island had temperate forests and golden beaches.

The island had been passed from buyer to buyer before landing on the property's list off Harris. The Harris family was rich and powerful with the two main members being the late Ethan Harris and the healthy (ish) 867 pound immobile Jenny Harris. Jenny had gained a lot of money from her late father. She weighed a lot because of a curse placed on her by a ghost turning her into a slob forever. However she had hope that she might turn back one day.

When she bought oileán pléisiúir off the bottom heavy sumo sized mountain crushing Dwarmen Willow. Willow had been living on this island freely for years with the original dwarmen from the alenating experience still there still humping her jiggling sweaty cheeks with only small 20 minute breaks to drink and eat. There was a rather large facility on the island where willow was kept as despite her new bottom heavy physique she still had a brain and was the leader of the island and international ideals of her people as her last stronghold had been destroyed in her own words. "Remodeling" most likely in-between multiple moans as her cheeks were attacked by the pelvic thrust off the lonely dwarmen.

When Jenny bought the island herself and Willow got along nicely. "So BRRP you're like th BRRRRBBB because of some knockoff booze?" Asked Jenny digging into more fatty Dwarmen cuisine. "Yeah uuhh (She would moan) pretty much" moaned willow sticking her tongue out infatuated.

Willow and Jenny would use their vast fortunes to grow and be pampered. Willow now wore a long purple dress with a traditional wedding veil being extended extremely over the top of her ass.
She spent most of her personal fortune on food and supplies for the dwarmen who spend hours grinning on her mountainous mass. Willow saw Jenny as a misunderstood child due to her father. She had been dating her father for a number of years, eventually being dumped and left to this.

"So uagh yeah… you got kidnapped by an obese ghost and got cursed?" Asked Willow jiggling her butt to better hypnotise her slaves.
"Yes BRRRRBBB something like…. That" She belched lazily. Jenny was wearing a slinky (For her weight) Bra and thong. Now Jenny ever since she became a slob has lost most versions of empathy and has taken to buying slaves. The slaves were off a specific race of which there abilities matched there purpose.

Kastern were chosen due to their small stature (3 foot) and their slender build with their weight on average being around 65 pounds. Due to this Jenny could still stuff her face and have slaves as they didn't need to eat. After all they were lesser beings. Jenny would lose more empathy as she enslaved more innocent folk who were taken from their homes to work here for the rest of their life. Kastern only lived for 60 years on average making them the shortest lived of all human races. (BTW dwarmen are a race of humans) Most of the kastern brought in were around 30 prime breeding age. This meant that as time went on more slave families were made saving some funds for the doughy daughter of the world's greatest hero.

As time passed the facility would go under many names from the slaves both willing and unwilling. From "Déanamh grá" originally coined by the dwarmen to "tłusta farma" to the kastern. However the two large ladies at top had coined a little name for this facility. "Ahidwarm"

The two ladies were kept in different cells to make sure that both were getting the optimal experience.

Willow was kept in a large open cell (Roughly the size of Manchester) with her mountainous ass taking up the majority of the room. Her body hung limply attached to her jiggling sweaty cheeks. The number of Dwarmen on her ranged from 1200 to 3000. "Mmmpppphhhh oh yes… Good… that's the spot uh uh uh" willow would moan loving every minute of her hardy Dwarmen getting hard on her. She even had some kastern getting her ale and by process drunk. And when Willow got drunk she went into heat.

Jenny on the other hand was kept in a much smaller cell bearing resemblance to a large dining area (Not dissimilar to spookies) with large red tables and lots of seats. She was more slobby then willow. With her lacking shame she would belch and release wind seemingly at random. She would have the kastern making her slop with Dwarmen guards standing idly by. Her body was covered in a slick sweat. "BRRRRBBBRPPPT give me more slop filth!" She would belch before finishing. She would lazily open her mouth as a kastern would climb up her rolls and place in the tube. "FRRRRRRTTT Mphh mphh mphh" She has given into desire and as such didn't mind releasing gas in public. 3 uniqlings would rub her belly to digest faster so she could consume more.

The Kastern lived in prison corridors called Tearmainn by the Dwarmen. The conditions were poor as the Kastern only lived there for about 3 or 4 hours.

As time moved on more facilities were made for other less important women. The women who came here never left. To come here you had to be extraordinarily rich. Once you came here you would be taken to Ahidwarm and branded by the Kastern slaves. They would use a magic furnaces imported from a country to the south called "Arachnia" home of the spider clans. Using the magic flame they would be able to imprint the will of the furnace onto the bearer.The flame was engraved with the Arachi word for gluttony "rijingumas" this left them in a trance of gluttony forever as the mark was impossible to remove once it was marked. The young women weren't thinking straight and as such were punished. Jenny would often watch this process of seeing another privileged young girl being restricted down them kicking and screaming her wet and happy. "Please let me go. I'm sorry I'll do anything I promise!!" They would plead.The unwilling kastern getting the branding iron and pressing it down on their relatively small ass. "BRRRRBBB" belched the lazy redhead as three kastern went to her chair and attempted to roll it towards the girl. Jenny looked into the girl's eyes as she watched all brain activity cease. "So… hungry.. it… hurts" They would moan as the Kastern slaves got into position. "I'll make it all better," Jenny said, putting her doughy hands across the slightly plump cheek off the girl. The Kasterns without needing instructions immediately grabbed the hose from the ceiling and activated it. The lard pumping out of the tube was pink in colour and seemed extremely fattening as the girl immediately put on approximately 3 pounds after 10 seconds. The girl would then be pushed onto her butt as her belly begins to expand greatly. She looked around 23 with long brown hair, full breasts and a tight bubble butt and a very attractive face… just add a big belly.Jenny would then belch again and be wheeled out of the room the last thing she heard from her would be a toxic fart. "What a BRRRRBBB good life to" belched Jenny as she began groping her big belly. "Who was she daughter off FRRRRRRTTT?" Jenny said before being cut off by her natural impulse. "What was her first name filth!" She yelled as one kastern spoke up. "Um that that Mrs was um… Emma Drean". "Well that's good BRRRRBBB I want… her father to know… me" She huffed exhausted. "Take me.. to bed now!" She yelled as the Kastern slaves pushed her through the facility eventually leading to her bed chamber. It was an overly lavish room for someone of her size. The room was fitted with Dwarmen guards (who DID know self control) who were ready to fight at any moment. There was a corner off the room left unlit however this was the "Cow". She had been branded a number of times leaving her completely trapped within her mind. She appeared to be MUCH larger than Jenny being around 1200 pounds. The only reason she was alive was because of her race. She was once a pyrolian race of fireproof humans from the volcanic lands. She had black skin and dark arms (If you could call them arms). She had 13 chins and had a huge ass that casted a shadow over her. Her belly spilled over the floor acting more as a liquid than a solid. A few years back her iq was tested and she had a rough 65 iq. A tube was kept securely in her mouth keeping her fed at all times. She wouldn't of been in her new masters private quarters if it wasn't for the fact that while most of these women were from the species of man (humans BTW I'm trying to think of a different name please leave your thoughts in the comments below) however she was a pyrol and they could push beyond the limits off the others. "How's my disgusting ball of lard!" She giggled as her chair was brought over. "BRRRRBBBRPPPT!!!" Belched Jenny and seemingly with no hesitation the tube stopped and retracted into the ceiling."HHHHHHHRRRRRRRUUUUUUUHHHHHH!!!" Belched the "cow" as she released all her gas at once. "Aww you BBRP missed me" she giggled as she grabbed a handful of the "cows" flesh and jiggled it watching as the face of the "cow" reflected the only feeling it could feel other than hunger… lust. "Moooo" the "cow" went as she felt hungry. "Good BBRP girl" Said jenny as she released gas out of her rear causing the tube to come collapsing down into the mouth of the "cow"

"NOW TO BED FILTH!!" Yelled Jenny as she was wheeled and rolled onto her bed. "BRRRRBBBRPPPT" belched Jenny and just like that a tube came from the ceiling to nourish the big girl…

To be continued…