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DaniSkyDelta14
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Out in the middle of the hot desert, there is an empire that is ruled by a thin egyptian anubian jackal with brown fur, black ears and hair, and wears a nice blue and white dress with golden bracelets. She’s the queen of the empire of jackals and animals who bow down to her. Her name was Tyrania the Second, named after her mother, Tyrania the First. For years, she’s been through a lot of wars and this is the first time she’s lost her will to fight anymore. It was boring, useless, and mostly a waste of time. She could have her men working on farms and business instead of sending them off to war. But of course, without any will to fight will only make her weaker on the throne which means that her empire will die out if she didn’t find out something else.
It wasn’t until a few days later, a strange dog, wearing nothing but a rope that hid their face gave her a gift. It was a golden staff that looked very powerful and expensive. Without a word, the dog leaves and disappears without a trace. Tyrania examines the golden staff by turning it around to make sure it wasn’t some joke or a fraud. But then something spectacular happened. The staff had begun to magically light up like a light. This made her very impressed with the power she now holds in her hands. Of course, she didn’t know what it did besides light up. That’s when she wished that her empire grew stronger with more men, weapons, and protection. The light spew out of the staff, shooting across to the city which Tyrania calls her empire. All of the sudden, a burst of light flashes out around her city and disappears. It was a strange light that made her a bit concerned about what the staff did to her city.
About an hour later, she finds out that her army has increased from 10,000 men to 100,000. Amazing as it sounds, Tyrania was sure that the staff did this to her empire and was now excited to know that her empire and throne are saved. But that wasn’t all that happened, the staff lit up again and was beaming towards Tyrania as she felt something weird in her body, a tingling feeling. Looking at herself, she realizes what she is becoming when her thin belly is suddenly bloating outwards. “What is going on?” She asks in surprise when she puts her hands on her bloating belly. It turns out that the staff still had some magic left and Her butt and thighs swelled too as it almost made her lose her balance. “Oh my, this feeling….it’s arousing me.” She puts her hands on her butt as it swells up nicely. “I’m getting fatter and bigger.” Her arms, breasts, face, necks, and hands were getting thicker and chubbier. She was growing in both height and width, bigger than the size of a normal building. Her clothes were stretching and starting to rip apart, but not leave her fully naked. “Make me fatter, oh by the gods.” She couldn’t help but howling at the sky in her palace. After she was all fat and bloated, she waddled her way to her throne which squished her big butt. “I need a new chair.”
In her tiny throne, she takes the time to admire her new big body and rub her huge gut as she huffs and moans in satisfaction. “This feels so nice. If I could only be bigger and fatter.” To what fate brought her like this, it doesn’t mean that it’s never over.
A couple of months later, she’s been having her servants feeding her and rubbing her huge body to make her feel special and comfortable. She had gotten herself a new set of clothes, a bigger throne and bed, and a special case where her staff is in. Her appetite also increased as she wolfs down on everything that gave her before her belly growls for more food. “Come on slaves, my belly is asking for more food. Unless you want to be it’s meal for today.” She presses her hand on her belly, letting it sink in with the fat inside. With a huff, she slowly stood on her fat feet. Her wobbly body jiggles around with more growls and groaning. “I need someone to do some house work for me.” Her mind went into a brainstorming moment until she looked at the case with her golden staff in it. That’s when Tyrania gets a good idea that she’ll love to do. “I need a nice gentleman to pamper and feed me for his whole life. Guards, find me a man to love.” The guards nod and make their way out of the palace.
Later, the guards picked up a small white furred rabbit wearing scraps as clothes. His name was Shaum. He and his family work at the graveyard of her city where they bury the dead in the ground with shovels. People were saying that they were having bonds with the dead and the god Ambius himself. Shaum told people about how Ambuis gave them the power to see the dead and speak to them. For some reason, Tyrania was impressed by this story and wondered if he still does speak to the dead. “Your majesty. What is going on here?” He asks, concerned with himself.
“Oh Shaum. I’ve heard great stories about how you and your family speak to the dead and to Ambuis himself.” She got up from her throne, waddling her way over to him as her tall and wide body loomed over him. His nose was touching her belly. “Of course, I’ve also learned about this new magical gift I got myself. I’ll love to help you and your family with your poverty problem by making a wish.”
Shaum’s ears tilted upwards as his full attention was on her. “You mean make me and my family rich?” He lets out a nice smile as he couldn’t help but let his foot bounce in excitement. “What do I have to do?”
She smirks brightly, waddling her way to the case and opening it up. She grabs her staff and walks back to him, holding the staff horizontally and in front of Shaum. “Hold onto this staff and make a wish.” She lies to him as he holds onto it. Shaum closes his eyes and thinks that he’s the one making the wish instead of the fact that Tyrania is the one in power. She wishes that he would be her permanent servant with a nice transformation to a muscular jacket. After making the wish, the staff starts to glow brightly before Shaum starts to feel strange.
“Hey, what’s happening to my body?” He nervously asks, as he starts seeing the changes going on. His fur was changing from clean white to a dark color of black, his bunny tail transformed into a long and thick black tail, his snout was longer with sharper teeth that really hurted him. “I’m transforming!” He grunts after his legs were changing, with some cracking, into a dog form. His ears which also changed color stood up straight and not floppy like his bunny ears used to be. His body was also increasing in muscle growth. “Nnngghh! I’m getting bigger!” He grunts and cringes more with him getting a bit taller. He’s got some nice muscles, a six pack, and a face that looks more like a jackal. His clothes rip, but like Tyrania not leaving him fully naked. After the transformation, he looked at himself and his emotion went from fear to pure confidence. “Wow, I feel much better than a bunny rabbit.”
As for the rest of the magic in the staff, it went straight for Tyrania again. Her belly swells out even more with her other body parts. She howls and moans to her bloating session as she rubs the sides of her belly. This time, her butt was too big to hold her balance as she flops on it with a loud thump that shook the whole place. “Oh yeah, that feels so good. Make me bigger. I want to feel the fat laying on top of me.” She then lays on her back, letting her belly rise up to almost touch the ceiling. Transforming a single person into a different species uses little power than increasing her empire which means more magic to fatten her up. Her chins were doubled with cheeks that filled her whole face. A bunch of rolls on the sides of her belly and some nice and large meaty thighs that could hold six people on each side. She huffs deeply, taking a toll on her heavy body. “Pamper me Shaum. I need some nice belly rubs from you.”
Shaum, who is now a muscular jackal, nods and walks over to her. He starts at her side, rubbing in a circular pattern as she huffs and groans. “How’s this?” He asks, going through a different personality.
“Oh yeah, that feels good.” She says, satisfied with his word, making her tail wag underneath her fat body. “Keep going, your queen needs to be satisfied enough.” And so he keeps going until Tyrania says to stop. She plans to have Shaum to be her personal belly rubber and maybe sit on his if she likes to. It was one of the best wishes she’s ever had and maybe could make more. For now, it’s the best time to start being aroused by the belly rubs and howling into the ceiling.
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A long four hundred years later, things have changed in the empire as things were now in the modern day era where Tyrania and her servants including Shaum were in a nice clean building. It seems like they were still the same age too, maybe from her magic powers she has from the staff. The fat jackal was still the same size as before since Shaum’s been transformed into a muscular jackal, still pampering her. She was laying on her huge bed with Shaum on top of her belly, rubbing it. “Mmmm, that feels so good. You never bore me my muscular slave.” She kept groaning and huff for satisfaction.
Of course, four hundred years is a long time since then and the spell she cast on Shaum starts to fade away but leaves him as a jackal. “Huh? What’s going on?” This got Tyrania to realize that the spell was gone, but not making her panic. “Wait, what’s going on!?” He looks at himself, still seeing him as a big and buff jackal. “I’m huge!” He slides down her belly and goes straight for her face. “What did you do to me?” He asks, furious.
“Oh Shaum, still my slave as always.” She says, smiling at him as he was even more confused.
“Slave!? You said that me and my family can be rich!” He gets angry even more.
“Not part of my deal. I just wanted someone to pamper me while I stay like this and I must say, you give me the best belly rubs.” She closes her eyes and imagines all of it. Shaum snarls at her treatenly. “Calm down mutt, you’re not in control anymore. But that doesn’t mean I have to let you go free. You still have to be my slave.”
Shaum wasn’t going to agree with this. “And why should I?”
“One I’m still the queen and two, we are in the future where you have nowhere to go nor stay at.” She explains, making the jackal wide eyed. He rushes to the outside world and finds out that he was in the future with these strange machines that take people places and buildings the size of pyramids.
“My family.” He dearly remembers them very well. “I can’t believe this.” He then turns back to Tyrania without any choice. “Fine, I’ll be your loyal servant.”
“Good, now….” She tries her best to get out of bed with no luck, grunting to sit up. For some reason, she was too heavy and immobilized to even move up an inch, it was like stones were weighing her down. “Uh oh, I can’t move.” She squirms and grunts as she slowly moves her arms and legs as they too were heavy. “Great. How am I supposed to rule my empire if I can’t get out of bed?” She groans in frustration and needs to find a better idea to figure this out. As for Shaum, he doesn’t know what to do with her besides doing what he’s done when he was controlled, rubbing her belly. So he goes back on top of her belly and continues to rub it like he did before. “Mmmm, good choice. Keep rubbing my gut while I think of something.” Until then, a guard couldn’t help but to walk towards her and whisper in her ear about something that made her smile. “Ah, good idea. Servants, make me a robot version of myself!” She calls to everyone in the palace except for Shaum who still rubs her belly. He really didn’t know what a robot is and how it works. So he decides to mind his own business and keeps on doing his own work.
A day later, the slaves all present Tyrainia a smaller, more flexible, metallic version of herself that can be controlled by voice commands. “It’s perfect.” She says, proud to see the work of her people. With it being voice activated, she uses commanding words like move around and speaking. It was perfect for her to know that she’ll be able to control this robot version of herself. Of course she could also use a remote control to move it along with a camera to see. Unfortunately, she still couldn’t move her heavy arms from how much weight she’s put on. But Shaum on the other hand can be able to help her out although he doesn’t know everything that’s now here he hasn’t seen before. She can teach him the basics of his new life and go through all the learning processes that he can use. It was just the start of something great.
DaniSkyDelta14 If you want to trade with me, here's my link: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/38835061/
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Out in the middle of the hot desert, there is an empire that is ruled by a thin egyptian anubian jackal with brown fur, black ears and hair, and wears a nice blue and white dress with golden bracelets. She’s the queen of the empire of jackals and animals who bow down to her. Her name was Tyrania the Second, named after her mother, Tyrania the First. For years, she’s been through a lot of wars and this is the first time she’s lost her will to fight anymore. It was boring, useless, and mostly a waste of time. She could have her men working on farms and business instead of sending them off to war. But of course, without any will to fight will only make her weaker on the throne which means that her empire will die out if she didn’t find out something else.
It wasn’t until a few days later, a strange dog, wearing nothing but a rope that hid their face gave her a gift. It was a golden staff that looked very powerful and expensive. Without a word, the dog leaves and disappears without a trace. Tyrania examines the golden staff by turning it around to make sure it wasn’t some joke or a fraud. But then something spectacular happened. The staff had begun to magically light up like a light. This made her very impressed with the power she now holds in her hands. Of course, she didn’t know what it did besides light up. That’s when she wished that her empire grew stronger with more men, weapons, and protection. The light spew out of the staff, shooting across to the city which Tyrania calls her empire. All of the sudden, a burst of light flashes out around her city and disappears. It was a strange light that made her a bit concerned about what the staff did to her city.
About an hour later, she finds out that her army has increased from 10,000 men to 100,000. Amazing as it sounds, Tyrania was sure that the staff did this to her empire and was now excited to know that her empire and throne are saved. But that wasn’t all that happened, the staff lit up again and was beaming towards Tyrania as she felt something weird in her body, a tingling feeling. Looking at herself, she realizes what she is becoming when her thin belly is suddenly bloating outwards. “What is going on?” She asks in surprise when she puts her hands on her bloating belly. It turns out that the staff still had some magic left and Her butt and thighs swelled too as it almost made her lose her balance. “Oh my, this feeling….it’s arousing me.” She puts her hands on her butt as it swells up nicely. “I’m getting fatter and bigger.” Her arms, breasts, face, necks, and hands were getting thicker and chubbier. She was growing in both height and width, bigger than the size of a normal building. Her clothes were stretching and starting to rip apart, but not leave her fully naked. “Make me fatter, oh by the gods.” She couldn’t help but howling at the sky in her palace. After she was all fat and bloated, she waddled her way to her throne which squished her big butt. “I need a new chair.”
In her tiny throne, she takes the time to admire her new big body and rub her huge gut as she huffs and moans in satisfaction. “This feels so nice. If I could only be bigger and fatter.” To what fate brought her like this, it doesn’t mean that it’s never over.
A couple of months later, she’s been having her servants feeding her and rubbing her huge body to make her feel special and comfortable. She had gotten herself a new set of clothes, a bigger throne and bed, and a special case where her staff is in. Her appetite also increased as she wolfs down on everything that gave her before her belly growls for more food. “Come on slaves, my belly is asking for more food. Unless you want to be it’s meal for today.” She presses her hand on her belly, letting it sink in with the fat inside. With a huff, she slowly stood on her fat feet. Her wobbly body jiggles around with more growls and groaning. “I need someone to do some house work for me.” Her mind went into a brainstorming moment until she looked at the case with her golden staff in it. That’s when Tyrania gets a good idea that she’ll love to do. “I need a nice gentleman to pamper and feed me for his whole life. Guards, find me a man to love.” The guards nod and make their way out of the palace.
Later, the guards picked up a small white furred rabbit wearing scraps as clothes. His name was Shaum. He and his family work at the graveyard of her city where they bury the dead in the ground with shovels. People were saying that they were having bonds with the dead and the god Ambius himself. Shaum told people about how Ambuis gave them the power to see the dead and speak to them. For some reason, Tyrania was impressed by this story and wondered if he still does speak to the dead. “Your majesty. What is going on here?” He asks, concerned with himself.
“Oh Shaum. I’ve heard great stories about how you and your family speak to the dead and to Ambuis himself.” She got up from her throne, waddling her way over to him as her tall and wide body loomed over him. His nose was touching her belly. “Of course, I’ve also learned about this new magical gift I got myself. I’ll love to help you and your family with your poverty problem by making a wish.”
Shaum’s ears tilted upwards as his full attention was on her. “You mean make me and my family rich?” He lets out a nice smile as he couldn’t help but let his foot bounce in excitement. “What do I have to do?”
She smirks brightly, waddling her way to the case and opening it up. She grabs her staff and walks back to him, holding the staff horizontally and in front of Shaum. “Hold onto this staff and make a wish.” She lies to him as he holds onto it. Shaum closes his eyes and thinks that he’s the one making the wish instead of the fact that Tyrania is the one in power. She wishes that he would be her permanent servant with a nice transformation to a muscular jacket. After making the wish, the staff starts to glow brightly before Shaum starts to feel strange.
“Hey, what’s happening to my body?” He nervously asks, as he starts seeing the changes going on. His fur was changing from clean white to a dark color of black, his bunny tail transformed into a long and thick black tail, his snout was longer with sharper teeth that really hurted him. “I’m transforming!” He grunts after his legs were changing, with some cracking, into a dog form. His ears which also changed color stood up straight and not floppy like his bunny ears used to be. His body was also increasing in muscle growth. “Nnngghh! I’m getting bigger!” He grunts and cringes more with him getting a bit taller. He’s got some nice muscles, a six pack, and a face that looks more like a jackal. His clothes rip, but like Tyrania not leaving him fully naked. After the transformation, he looked at himself and his emotion went from fear to pure confidence. “Wow, I feel much better than a bunny rabbit.”
As for the rest of the magic in the staff, it went straight for Tyrania again. Her belly swells out even more with her other body parts. She howls and moans to her bloating session as she rubs the sides of her belly. This time, her butt was too big to hold her balance as she flops on it with a loud thump that shook the whole place. “Oh yeah, that feels so good. Make me bigger. I want to feel the fat laying on top of me.” She then lays on her back, letting her belly rise up to almost touch the ceiling. Transforming a single person into a different species uses little power than increasing her empire which means more magic to fatten her up. Her chins were doubled with cheeks that filled her whole face. A bunch of rolls on the sides of her belly and some nice and large meaty thighs that could hold six people on each side. She huffs deeply, taking a toll on her heavy body. “Pamper me Shaum. I need some nice belly rubs from you.”
Shaum, who is now a muscular jackal, nods and walks over to her. He starts at her side, rubbing in a circular pattern as she huffs and groans. “How’s this?” He asks, going through a different personality.
“Oh yeah, that feels good.” She says, satisfied with his word, making her tail wag underneath her fat body. “Keep going, your queen needs to be satisfied enough.” And so he keeps going until Tyrania says to stop. She plans to have Shaum to be her personal belly rubber and maybe sit on his if she likes to. It was one of the best wishes she’s ever had and maybe could make more. For now, it’s the best time to start being aroused by the belly rubs and howling into the ceiling.
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A long four hundred years later, things have changed in the empire as things were now in the modern day era where Tyrania and her servants including Shaum were in a nice clean building. It seems like they were still the same age too, maybe from her magic powers she has from the staff. The fat jackal was still the same size as before since Shaum’s been transformed into a muscular jackal, still pampering her. She was laying on her huge bed with Shaum on top of her belly, rubbing it. “Mmmm, that feels so good. You never bore me my muscular slave.” She kept groaning and huff for satisfaction.
Of course, four hundred years is a long time since then and the spell she cast on Shaum starts to fade away but leaves him as a jackal. “Huh? What’s going on?” This got Tyrania to realize that the spell was gone, but not making her panic. “Wait, what’s going on!?” He looks at himself, still seeing him as a big and buff jackal. “I’m huge!” He slides down her belly and goes straight for her face. “What did you do to me?” He asks, furious.
“Oh Shaum, still my slave as always.” She says, smiling at him as he was even more confused.
“Slave!? You said that me and my family can be rich!” He gets angry even more.
“Not part of my deal. I just wanted someone to pamper me while I stay like this and I must say, you give me the best belly rubs.” She closes her eyes and imagines all of it. Shaum snarls at her treatenly. “Calm down mutt, you’re not in control anymore. But that doesn’t mean I have to let you go free. You still have to be my slave.”
Shaum wasn’t going to agree with this. “And why should I?”
“One I’m still the queen and two, we are in the future where you have nowhere to go nor stay at.” She explains, making the jackal wide eyed. He rushes to the outside world and finds out that he was in the future with these strange machines that take people places and buildings the size of pyramids.
“My family.” He dearly remembers them very well. “I can’t believe this.” He then turns back to Tyrania without any choice. “Fine, I’ll be your loyal servant.”
“Good, now….” She tries her best to get out of bed with no luck, grunting to sit up. For some reason, she was too heavy and immobilized to even move up an inch, it was like stones were weighing her down. “Uh oh, I can’t move.” She squirms and grunts as she slowly moves her arms and legs as they too were heavy. “Great. How am I supposed to rule my empire if I can’t get out of bed?” She groans in frustration and needs to find a better idea to figure this out. As for Shaum, he doesn’t know what to do with her besides doing what he’s done when he was controlled, rubbing her belly. So he goes back on top of her belly and continues to rub it like he did before. “Mmmm, good choice. Keep rubbing my gut while I think of something.” Until then, a guard couldn’t help but to walk towards her and whisper in her ear about something that made her smile. “Ah, good idea. Servants, make me a robot version of myself!” She calls to everyone in the palace except for Shaum who still rubs her belly. He really didn’t know what a robot is and how it works. So he decides to mind his own business and keeps on doing his own work.
A day later, the slaves all present Tyrainia a smaller, more flexible, metallic version of herself that can be controlled by voice commands. “It’s perfect.” She says, proud to see the work of her people. With it being voice activated, she uses commanding words like move around and speaking. It was perfect for her to know that she’ll be able to control this robot version of herself. Of course she could also use a remote control to move it along with a camera to see. Unfortunately, she still couldn’t move her heavy arms from how much weight she’s put on. But Shaum on the other hand can be able to help her out although he doesn’t know everything that’s now here he hasn’t seen before. She can teach him the basics of his new life and go through all the learning processes that he can use. It was just the start of something great.
Category Story / Fat Furs
Species Jackal
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File Size 3 B
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