PrincessOfSmut - Lingerie Villainess w/ story
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It wasn’t that unusual for Claire to take this long, especially after a day of being pampered by Rae.
Still Rae found herself with more time waiting than usual for her partner in the bedroom. Time which she was spending thinking of ways to surprise a certain golden harried goddess.
She contemplated lounging all sexy-like on the bed and preparing the smoothest pick-up line she could, which would surely earn her an annoyed look from Miss Claire, maybe even an angry shove off the bed. (Which Rae would love.)
Alternatively she thought about quickly running off to the kitchen and fetch the most decadent treats she could find for Claire, ones the noble would not be able to resist even after all she had eaten that day. All to add more softness to her frame. (Which Rae would love.)
But her plotting was interrupted as she heard a familiar sound. A sound which wouldn’t have been as obvious to someone not as deeply obsessed with Claire Francois as Rae was.The sound of soft steps getting ever closer to the bedroom caught Rae’s attention, steps that could only be made by a maiden with more heft to her build then expected of an elegant noble, one whose movement came with a heavy sway caused by her impressively large bottom half.
For a moment Rae still considered throwing herself into a provocative pose to tease the love of her life, but as Claire swayed through the doorway she found her brain short circuiting.
By now Rae had seen, and adored, Claire in many an outfit but tonight she was met with a new sight that set her heart fluttering. Instead of her usual nightwear (which Rae already found drool worthy with the added weight) Claire was adorned in lingerie.Lingerie which Rae had never seen Claire in. Lingerie which Rae was surprised to see was made in size for the plus-sized villainess. Lingerie which Rae wondered where Claire could have gotten since Rae was the one in charge of finding and refitting clothing for her. Lingerie which made Rae want to grab Claire right now and…
“Tell me Rae Taylor…” Rae was snapped back to reality as Claire spoke. There was confidence in the way Claire stood in the doorway, yet was burning red.
Hearing her own name in full from the mouth of the one and only Claire François often meant a talking down was incoming, but this time the alluring sight before her was giving Rae all sorts of messages.
“... you are aware of what you have done to my figure, yes?” Claire continued. There was a certain level of vulnerability mixed into an accusatory tone in her voice.
“I find it unlikely that you haven’t noticed that all the food you keep making for me, keep feeding me, is at fault for all the weight I’ve put on.”
There was a moment where Clarie let the question remain in the air, her hand running down her voluptuous side to emphasize the point.
“And I find it more unlikely that any of this happened by accident. Instead I find far more likely that it's been on purpose, that you’ve fattened me up by purpose.”
Rae felt a bead of sweat drip down her face.It wasn’t as if she had been keeping it a secret per se. Though it’s not like she’s exactly been up front about her “desires” either.
“M-miss Claire…”
“Tell me Rae, do you like to see me fat?” Claire cut her off.
“You know miss Claire that I would love no matter what size-”
“That is not what I asked. Do you like me fat, Rae Taylor?”
Rae hesitated for a moment. “I-i.. Yes.”
“More than when I was skinny?”
“Yes.” Came a meek response.
“And would like to see me get fatter.”
“I would.”
“And would you love me even if I was so fat I couldn’t move?”
“Yes, I would.”
The confession remained in the air for a moment as the two looked at each other with their faces burning.
Rae wondered what was going to follow from this, would Claire be upset at her for all the weight she had made her gain for her own desires. But at the same time the sexy lingerie on that soft fattened body was confusing her by making her think of a much different outcome.
“But Claire, I can…” Rae started to give some kind of response to start possibly mend things over. But by the looks of it Claire wasn’t paying much attention to what she was saying in that moment.
“Then promise me!” Claire interrupted, nearly shouting. “Vow to me… vow that you will love me no matter how big I get. And vow that you will keep feeding me.”
Rae was left speechless for another moment. Both of their faces deepened in redness.
“Miss Claire…” Rae spoke after letting the reality of the situation set in. “I will. I vow to you, Claire François, I will.”
In that moment Claire slowly began to step closer to Rae, closing the gap between them, and with her size forcing Rae onto the edge of the bed.
“I will hold you to that, Rae Taylor.” She said as she rested onto Rae’s shoulder. “You know I don’t like secrets. Doesn't it feel better to not hide things.”
Rae could feel the annoyed tone in Claire’s voice, yet at the same time from how she spoke and her expression there was also a level of relief and vulnerability that she was feeling. That both of them were feeling in.
“I know…” Rae let out a sheepish response. ”But now. I promise you, I’ll love love love every growing inch of you.” She quickly rebounded to her more over the top, utterly gay for Claire, self.
And how could she not when had practically just been granted permission for her deepest desire of fattening up the love of her love. Plus with what Claire was wearing in that moment, there were a lot of things coming to mind for how she could show her love in that moment.
Her hands already beginning to roam Claire’s body, inspecting where the lingerie pressed into her soft flesh.
“I promise to you, I’ll make you the fattest cow around!” Immediately Rae realized that perhaps she may have let herself go a little too quick, and that perhaps those weren’t the right words for what had been a more sensitive moment.
“COW?” Claire let out in a tone Rae knew very well. Though that quickly changed as she found herself suddenly pressed against the sheets with Claire, all of heavy soft Claire, falling on top of her.
“Is that any way to talk to a lady? You have no consideration, do you?” Rae could hear Claire giggle. She could also feel it, through all the soft ample fat pressing onto her.
“You’re going to crush me, Claire..” she let out.
“I doubt that you mind…” a smug response came from the villainess.
“Though I suppose I’ll get off in a moment. I certainly didn’t wear this for sleeping.”Of all the emotions and expressions Rae had seen from Claire so far, this was by far the most predatory.
She wasn’t sure what she had done in life, past or present, to deserve all this, but she knew she was one lucky woman.
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Another fatty thicc Claire. :3 With another mini story to go with it, cause once again came up with something that couldn't be shown with just a little bit of dialogue. :PAnd this time include more then just a back and forth dialogue bits. So, what do you all think? Like what I wrote up. :3
For the drawing itself I wasn't quite sure about the colors and the shading but the lingerie was pretty fun to draw. :P
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It wasn’t that unusual for Claire to take this long, especially after a day of being pampered by Rae.
Still Rae found herself with more time waiting than usual for her partner in the bedroom. Time which she was spending thinking of ways to surprise a certain golden harried goddess.
She contemplated lounging all sexy-like on the bed and preparing the smoothest pick-up line she could, which would surely earn her an annoyed look from Miss Claire, maybe even an angry shove off the bed. (Which Rae would love.)
Alternatively she thought about quickly running off to the kitchen and fetch the most decadent treats she could find for Claire, ones the noble would not be able to resist even after all she had eaten that day. All to add more softness to her frame. (Which Rae would love.)
But her plotting was interrupted as she heard a familiar sound. A sound which wouldn’t have been as obvious to someone not as deeply obsessed with Claire Francois as Rae was.The sound of soft steps getting ever closer to the bedroom caught Rae’s attention, steps that could only be made by a maiden with more heft to her build then expected of an elegant noble, one whose movement came with a heavy sway caused by her impressively large bottom half.
For a moment Rae still considered throwing herself into a provocative pose to tease the love of her life, but as Claire swayed through the doorway she found her brain short circuiting.
By now Rae had seen, and adored, Claire in many an outfit but tonight she was met with a new sight that set her heart fluttering. Instead of her usual nightwear (which Rae already found drool worthy with the added weight) Claire was adorned in lingerie.Lingerie which Rae had never seen Claire in. Lingerie which Rae was surprised to see was made in size for the plus-sized villainess. Lingerie which Rae wondered where Claire could have gotten since Rae was the one in charge of finding and refitting clothing for her. Lingerie which made Rae want to grab Claire right now and…
“Tell me Rae Taylor…” Rae was snapped back to reality as Claire spoke. There was confidence in the way Claire stood in the doorway, yet was burning red.
Hearing her own name in full from the mouth of the one and only Claire François often meant a talking down was incoming, but this time the alluring sight before her was giving Rae all sorts of messages.
“... you are aware of what you have done to my figure, yes?” Claire continued. There was a certain level of vulnerability mixed into an accusatory tone in her voice.
“I find it unlikely that you haven’t noticed that all the food you keep making for me, keep feeding me, is at fault for all the weight I’ve put on.”
There was a moment where Clarie let the question remain in the air, her hand running down her voluptuous side to emphasize the point.
“And I find it more unlikely that any of this happened by accident. Instead I find far more likely that it's been on purpose, that you’ve fattened me up by purpose.”
Rae felt a bead of sweat drip down her face.It wasn’t as if she had been keeping it a secret per se. Though it’s not like she’s exactly been up front about her “desires” either.
“M-miss Claire…”
“Tell me Rae, do you like to see me fat?” Claire cut her off.
“You know miss Claire that I would love no matter what size-”
“That is not what I asked. Do you like me fat, Rae Taylor?”
Rae hesitated for a moment. “I-i.. Yes.”
“More than when I was skinny?”
“Yes.” Came a meek response.
“And would like to see me get fatter.”
“I would.”
“And would you love me even if I was so fat I couldn’t move?”
“Yes, I would.”
The confession remained in the air for a moment as the two looked at each other with their faces burning.
Rae wondered what was going to follow from this, would Claire be upset at her for all the weight she had made her gain for her own desires. But at the same time the sexy lingerie on that soft fattened body was confusing her by making her think of a much different outcome.
“But Claire, I can…” Rae started to give some kind of response to start possibly mend things over. But by the looks of it Claire wasn’t paying much attention to what she was saying in that moment.
“Then promise me!” Claire interrupted, nearly shouting. “Vow to me… vow that you will love me no matter how big I get. And vow that you will keep feeding me.”
Rae was left speechless for another moment. Both of their faces deepened in redness.
“Miss Claire…” Rae spoke after letting the reality of the situation set in. “I will. I vow to you, Claire François, I will.”
In that moment Claire slowly began to step closer to Rae, closing the gap between them, and with her size forcing Rae onto the edge of the bed.
“I will hold you to that, Rae Taylor.” She said as she rested onto Rae’s shoulder. “You know I don’t like secrets. Doesn't it feel better to not hide things.”
Rae could feel the annoyed tone in Claire’s voice, yet at the same time from how she spoke and her expression there was also a level of relief and vulnerability that she was feeling. That both of them were feeling in.
“I know…” Rae let out a sheepish response. ”But now. I promise you, I’ll love love love every growing inch of you.” She quickly rebounded to her more over the top, utterly gay for Claire, self.
And how could she not when had practically just been granted permission for her deepest desire of fattening up the love of her love. Plus with what Claire was wearing in that moment, there were a lot of things coming to mind for how she could show her love in that moment.
Her hands already beginning to roam Claire’s body, inspecting where the lingerie pressed into her soft flesh.
“I promise to you, I’ll make you the fattest cow around!” Immediately Rae realized that perhaps she may have let herself go a little too quick, and that perhaps those weren’t the right words for what had been a more sensitive moment.
“COW?” Claire let out in a tone Rae knew very well. Though that quickly changed as she found herself suddenly pressed against the sheets with Claire, all of heavy soft Claire, falling on top of her.
“Is that any way to talk to a lady? You have no consideration, do you?” Rae could hear Claire giggle. She could also feel it, through all the soft ample fat pressing onto her.
“You’re going to crush me, Claire..” she let out.
“I doubt that you mind…” a smug response came from the villainess.
“Though I suppose I’ll get off in a moment. I certainly didn’t wear this for sleeping.”Of all the emotions and expressions Rae had seen from Claire so far, this was by far the most predatory.
She wasn’t sure what she had done in life, past or present, to deserve all this, but she knew she was one lucky woman.
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Another fatty thicc Claire. :3 With another mini story to go with it, cause once again came up with something that couldn't be shown with just a little bit of dialogue. :PAnd this time include more then just a back and forth dialogue bits. So, what do you all think? Like what I wrote up. :3
For the drawing itself I wasn't quite sure about the colors and the shading but the lingerie was pretty fun to draw. :P
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