Midnight Cravings - Remilia WG Story - 01

The moon look rounder than usual that evening.

It hung, low and heavy in the sky, its haunting luminance radiating off its expansive surface.

The lunarians of the Bamboo Forest called it a 'super moon' which had many a strange and wonderous effect  upon the magically and mystically inclined denizens of Gensokyo.

Among them was the vampiress of the Scarlet Devil mansion, contemplating herself in the mirror.

"Have I really grown that much?"

Vampires normally did not possess reflections. It was only during these rare occasions did their naturally refractive forms spill forth onto a a wide variety of surfaces, allowing them to gaze upon themselves in what had seemed like decades. 

Being the mistress of the household, she knew in her heart of hearts that she had changed a bit in the last few years, but none around her would dare to answer such a question truthfully. Those who had were quickly added to her considerable bulk which is precisely how this had come about in the first place.

Remilia's fangs uncurled as she smiled at herself, showing off more than a little of her lardy thigh in the mirror as she posed for no one in particular. Bewitching at any size, innocents drawn to her youthful charms and enormous size.

Soon, it would be time to feed again. 

After getting to know her target, she would barely shy away from exchanging names, before luring the hapless meal back to her chambers. Enamored by her soft, plushness, they would quickly agree to her proposal of a night cab drawn by her maids back to the confines of the mansion.

"I've got a little dinner party that I need to prepare for and I could certainly use your help. This body of mine is not suited to any sort of heavy lifting after all."

Discussions lead to direction and it would be here where she would be quick to discard her constricting dress skirt, allowing her rolls and folds to freely flow to where they wanted to be as her roll laden thighs clapped together in thunderous applause. Such a move would be more than enough to stun the hapless witness to her enormity as her top was to come off next, allowing her bulging breasts their freedom as they came to rest atop the gentle slope of her pale belly which kissed the lip of her shadowed crotch.

Purple panties, only visible from behind, proved as any proof of her wearing any underwear at all as she fished a flabby finger to pull the elastic which was threatened to be swallowed whole by her mass, repleaded by swaddling rolls of her enormous rear.

Remilia's thighs looked to easily brush the sides of the wide double doors to her antechamber, lined with a spread suited for her expensive appetite and served to enhance the visual decadence of a lifetime of plush living.

The negligee she had on underneath unfurled to a gossamer veil as she stretched her bat-like wings from their hiding place amidst the rolls which adorned her back, the weight of her gain creeping through the once slender stems which connected them to the rest of her body. They were pretty much ornamental at this point as even imbued by magic, the very overweight vampiress rarely ever took flight or bothered to engage with any strenuous activity which would detract from her round the clock consumption.

With legs touching down to her knees, painted with new wrinkles and dimples from the new fleshy weight which adorned them, she beckoned her subject towards her with  the hypnotic charms of her body in motion. 

Limbs moved against their will as Remilia's large belly defied the very laws of nature, both appearing to be both drooping and be suspended at the same time. The bottom of said gut, formed a large and lazy 'U' shape which swayed sagged and forth as she moved forward.

Her chest had remained comparatively smaller to the rest of her,  possibly spurring her only source of ire to her proportions,  but the bewitching powers she drew upon instead reflected off her arms which had swelled to a massive size  with thick creases around each elbow far wider around than even a regular sized woman's thighs. 

With her target mere inches away from her, hands out stretched for but a moment as if mechanically drawn to the shelf of a belly she bore in front of her, before being interrupted by a pudgy hand to bar the way.

Remilia gestured at the spread of food as she drummed her fingers expectantly upon her deep belly rolls

"Before we get to that, I said that you were going to help me, and you ARE going to help whether you like it or not."