Power of Propaganda 2: The Invasion, chapter 9 by logitechk1, literature
Power of Propaganda 2: The Invasion, chapter 9
-Two weeks later- As much as Emilia hated to admit it, having Sophia around was indeed making life easier for her. For example she helped getting Emilia dressed and ready in the morning. Emilia still insisted she tried as much of this herself, because it wasn’t that Emilia was unable to do this herself. This was just a bit of a slow and clumsy process. Having a slender helper around speed things up a bit. Even though Emilia never wanted to be so big that she needed help, she did see one positive side of Sophia being around. Sophia had a much better taste for outfits. Cindy usually picked very basic things so Emilia would be done as soon as possible and could get to eating. However with Sophia there were much more options because she was much faster at getting ready now. There was one down side. If Emilia wanted to wear one of the nicer outfits Sophia had to help her get dressed. Cindy had made this rule so Sophia could focus on getting the fat princess dressed, while Emilia just
The First Feeding [SSWG/2nd Person/Implied Burst] by Sir-Wales, literature
The First Feeding [SSWG/2nd Person/Implied Burst]
Terror filled your body as these two large women drag you down this lengthy corridor. Your arms dig into their rotund bellies, betraying just how strong they are as your feet flail against the ground in hopes of halting their progress. This all felt like a bad dream you wanted to wake up from soon. “Listen...I think there’s a misunderstanding here!” Your feeble excuses don’t seem to make a difference. “I swear, I got lost looking for the bathroom.” One of your captors, a tanned woman who appears to be in charge, laughs your words off in a heartbeat. “With such a terrible excuse, I’d be willing to believe ya!” Her words give you a sliver of hope before crushing them like she did when she caught you. “But that’s up to the good doctor. From what I hear, she needed a runt to help with a new experiment. Timing couldn’t be more perfect!” Wait?! Doctor?! Experiment?! Your blood runs cold with that news, trying in vain to escape; not that they do a lick of good. This has to be a nightmare
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