chapter 1: what's your name?

It was a warm midsummer's day. I was out under the oak tree be, side my cottage working on my latest piece. I felt the golden rays of the sun warm my dark, earth brown hair, and kiss my freckled cheeks.

My dog, Dotty, chased field mice, and groundhogs in the fields, barking, and playing happily. When one particular field mouse bolted into the woods just beyond the fields, Dotty without hesitation chased. I rolled my eyes, and began to chase after her.

"Dotty! Come back here! Dotty!" I called after her, but to no success. I chased her, and called her, until she finally came to a stop in a large clearing, with a large golden pond.

Something had changed in the air. It was just as bright and sunny as before, but the air hung with a strange, yet some how welcoming coolness. The wild flowers that grew in the grove were un like any that I had ever seen before, bright, vibrant colors that grew in strange an alien shapes. Then there was the pond. It was filled with a strange, clear, golden liquid. As I bent down to inspect the strange water further, I got the sweet sent of honey.

"It can't be," I questioned, and rolled up the sleeve of my tunic before dipping my hand into the thick, golden liquid, filling my palm, and brining it to my lips.

"Honey?!" I smiled before gulping down the rest of the hand full, and then going for another. It was the sweetest, most delicious honey to ever grace my taste buds. As I was about dip my hand in for a third time, a voice boomed from behind me.

"What are you doing here?!" The deep, angry voice boomed. I jumped, startled, and just about fell into the pool of honey. A large, strong hand grabbed me, saving me from falling into the honey, but then hoisted my up to eye level with what had made the voice.

A giant. A man the size of a small tree. I dangled a good few feet from the ground, putting the giant at at least 8 feet tall. His piercing golden eye stared directly into my chocolate brown eyes. His hair appeared to be black, but sunlight revealed it to be a deep, midnight green. The same midnight green hair lined his face in a neat, short beard.

The giant's chest and arms were decorated with thick patches of dark green body hair, which only accentuated rippling his muscles. With arms and legs thicker then tree trunks, bulging with muscles, he looked as though he could tear me in two with the ease of tearing a piece of paper. I shook in fear of the behemoth before me.

"Well, it appears I've caught a thief!" The giant growled.

"I-I'm s-sorry," I stammered as I tried to pull myself free of the giant's grip, but to no success.

"What are you doing in my grove, boy?" The giant barked.

"I was looking for my dog. I-I did not intend to steal from you. Please, I beg your forgiveness," I whimpered as I gave up on my fight. As it on que, Dotty came up, and began barking at the giant's feet.

The giant glanced to Dotty, then slowly back up to me, studying me for just a moment.

"What is you name, boy?"

"My name?"

"Yes, you have one do you not?"

"I-it's... My name is Collin. Collin Mourninglight."

The giant smiled as he slowly lowered me back to my feet.

"Well, Collin Mourninglight, I am the Prince of the Golden Grove, a Faerie Prince of the Summer Court, and you just gave me your name." The giant smiled with a chuckle.

My stomach dropped, realizing what I had just done.

"Oh no..."

"Which makes you mine, pet!" The Prince laughed, patting my head.

Without a thought, I bolted for the tree line, Dotty on my heels. I was mere inches from the tree line before...

"Stop," The Prince barked, and suddenly I froze in place, held by some unseen force. The Prince slowly sauntered over to me, and wrapped a giant, thick, muscular arm around my waist, and hoisting me onto his shoulder.

"Now, now, boy, don't worry, I'll take good care of you, my pet. Here," The prince said, setting me down on a soft bed of moss, and snapping his fingers.

As he snapped, nymphs made of honey rose from the pond, and began to gather fruit, and vegetables from the surrounding wilderness. As they gathered food, the Prince produced a cup, and walked to the pond, filling the cup to the brim. He presented it to me, and at first I refused.

"Come now, you loved it so much before. Drink," He ordered, as he pressed the cup to my lips, and I begrudgingly began to gulp down the golden honey. I was begrudging at first, but by the time the cup had half emptied, I took the cup from the Prince's hand, and starting gulping it down happily.

"Good boy," He purred into my ear. He sat beside me as a dozen nymphs left plates of fruit all around us. He picked up a large strange, purple fruit, and held it to my lips.

"Eat," He ordered simply, and without hesitations, I began to take large bites from the fruit. It strangely tasted like the best chicken pie I had ever had. I ate the whole thing in a matter of minutes, and immediately moved on to the next. Each fruit tasted of something different. Cake, pie, steak, stew, etc. Each next flavor better, and complimentary to the next. Washing it all down with the sweet delicious honey, I didn't even notice my tunic growing tighter, and tighter as my belly began to distend, and swell. after almost an hour of this relentless stuffing, my belly was so big, and round and heavy one could've confused me for pregnant.

The Prince held a final bit of fruit to my lips. I gulped it down, moaning loudly as it entered my belly.

"P-please... N-no m-more... I-I feel l-like I m-might... b-burst..." I moaned, holding my over stuffed belly.

"Alright, pet, I'll yield for now," The Prince laughed, placing one of his massive hands on my belly, gently rubbing it.

"But know this, pet. This, this is just the start. I'm gonna make sure you are too fat to ever waddle out of my grove ever again." He growled, giving my belly a tight squeeze, making me whimper, and moan.

"You are gonna be my new fat play thing, my piggy pet!"