It’s Good To Be The (Fat And Pregnant) Queen - Scat Version
By ChubbySong321
Rachael smiled as she looked over her massive form. “Yes, it was good to be the queen.” She thought as the servants brought her more and more to eat. It was the normal pastime of the overweight monarch. In fact, it was almost solely what she did all day. Just laying on her extra-thick bed and having her overworked servants feed her non-stop
Rachael didn’t care how overworked anyone was. At 25 years old, she had been pampered, and spoiled, like this her whole life. It wasn’t just her gorged frame that showed this off either. While very modest for someone in her position, she wore no formal clothing. That’s not to say she was ever really nude. At the moment her chest, and lower half of her body, were draped with the finest, white, blankets that could be found in the land. Her long, red, hair was expertly groomed. Her green eyes blazed brilliantly, far more than any commoner could hope to achieve. Her creamy-white skin glowed in a way that made the gluttonous girl almost shine
Of course, that last part wasn’t just from good grooming. Rachael was 8 months pregnant. It was, truthfully, hard to tell. After all, the biggest, most pampered, part of this queen was her massive stomach. While she was a slight bit chubby all over, 95% of her weight went straight to her belly. The large dome was soft and overly indulged. It was so large and flabby that it actually sagged a few inches off her bed, despite her pregnancy making her tummy more taunt than usual
Such a big, round, prefect, baby bump needed tons of love and care. That was why at least 1, although often more, servants were always caressing, rubbing oils on, or otherwise attending to the pregnant queen’s, fat, stomach. It was something their massive monarch enjoyed quite a bit
Of course, this was a dream job compared to those who had to attend to her royal rump. While covered by the blankets, the big butt also needed constant attention. Although quite posh in her dress and grooming, 1 area where Rachael let her manors slip was with the end result of her constant eating. Rachael loved to break wind, or far worse, whenever she felt the need. Strange as it might be, she kind of enjoyed the smell. If her servants didn’t, and a few of them had made that known on more than 1 occasion by keeling over from it, well that was their problem
The only thing she enjoyed even more than all of this was her eating. She’d eat just about anything she could get her greedy, royal, hands on. Worst yet, she was never full. From the moment the blimping, pregnant, woman opened her eyes in the morning until she closed them again to sleep at night, Rachael would do nothing but eat, eat and EAT! If that wasn’t true before, it certainly was now thanks to her baby-bump. Her, already bottomless, appetite had grown even more voracious now that she was eating for 2. The whole kingdom was starving thanks to this, having to give so much food for Rachael’s ravenous, expecting, gut
Rachael didn’t care though. She only cared about fulfilling every gluttonous craving her baby-bump gave her. So much so that she even gobbled up a few of her subjects to fulfill her stomach’s demands. True, she had done this before she was pregnant. However, her devouring of the tasty peasants, and servants, had only increased thanks to her pregnancy
So there she lay, happily wolfing down a whole, 2-tier, chocolate cake that was being fed to her by a young, tasty-looking, female servant. 2 other servants, a man and a woman, rubbed oil over her massive, fat, pregnant, stomach. A loud burp was all that escaped Rachael’s royal lips as she finished off the confection
Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait more than a few seconds to be further fed. A muscled man a few years older than her began to feed her a whole roast pig, apple in its mouth included. It was almost frightening with how fast this feast, a feast that could feed several people, was gobbled up by the bloated queen. In only 1 minute, the royal pig had gobbled up the roast pig and was opening her mouth for more
It was at this time an older woman in her 40s, who was standing behind Rachael, would be put into horrible service for the chunky queen. The lower blanket soon began to ruffle as the pregnant monarch let out a thunderous fart. While the poor woman behind her nearly fainted from the smell, Rachael only gave a muffled giggle, enjoying her release, even wiggling her backside at her teasingly. The servant gasped in horror as she knew what was to come next
Unfortunately, the servant woman knew what to do. She quickly lifted up the blanket as Rachael let out another, smaller, fart. It was then her massive rear began to poop out its latest load. It was quite large and the poor woman behind her could actually see the bones from a previous servant littering her latest log. The poor, thin, woman wanted to run away crying. However, she knew what needed to be done. She quickly grabbed some toilet paper and began to wipe Rachael’s big, fat, butt. She did, however, let tears fall down her face as she cleaned the royal rear, receiving only another fart as her reward for doing so. How could it get any worse for the poor servants?
It was then it happened. The staving, 19 year old, servant girl who had fed her the cake before approached her with the next dish: a big bowl of ice cream. She slipped and fell, careening towards the queen. She only paused in her fall when she hit another servant carrying a tray of pickles. The poor, young, pickle and ice cream covered, servant girl didn’t stand a chance
Rachael happily opened her greedy mouth and quickly began to eat the woman down. Worse yet, her fat, round, pregnant, belly roared with hungry delight as she tasted the servant girl. True, the lithe attendant did her best to escape ending up in her hungry queen’s belly. However, there was no point to this. Once Rachael began to eat something, or in this case someone, it was going into her stomach no matter what
The rest of her royal attendants just stood there and watched as the skinny, yet delicious, servant girl disappeared down their queen’s throat at a rate few would’ve imagined possible. They weren’t heartless. However, they knew that to interfere would only find that they would be next on Queen Rachael’s menu. So, all they could do was witness the bulge move down Rachael’s throat, pass under her sizable breasts and land inside her massive, fat, gravid, belly
For her part, Rachael moaned in delight as her stomach expanded forward. And while the gobbled servant girl might have struggled for her life, this only seemed to give the all-consuming queen more pleasure. After all, it was like getting a tummy rub from the inside. Besides, Rachael was so fat that, no matter how hard her prey struggled, she didn’t have a hope of even disturbing her baby, let alone hurting it
While the girl in her belly was giving her a fine enough rub, Rachael wanted more. A slight stare at her servants was all that was needed to bring everyone back to work. 2, slightly more frightened, men began to rub over her belly, doing their best to ignore the struggles coming from within it, while the rest of her attendants brought her the next trays of food, also a bit unnerved by what had just happened
Rachael only paused to let out a delighted burp and a happy giggle before her feeding continued. All was well with the gluttonous girl. Her extra-padded baby-bump was getting all the attention it needed and she was being fed a constant supply of the most delicious food in the kingdom. She was in paradise. Yes, it was truly good to be the fat and pregnant queen!
The End
